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Cover Reveal The Story of Lansing Lotte by L.B. Dunbar

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Title: the story of Lansing Lotte Author: L.B. Dunbar Genre: Contemporary Romance Release Date: April 28, 2015
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 I get it. I’ve heard the jokes. My name sounds like some medieval character who was a hero. Hell, my best friend’s named Arturo King. Ring any medieval bells? But this is my story and I’m no hero. I also get the jokes. Lansing Lotte is a play on the words lance and lot. And a lance refers to a sword which is a euphemism for dick. What does a man do with his dick? He screws. A lot. So if my name is Lansing Lotte, I must be fucking lot. Get it? Fucking a lot. Which I’m not saying I don’t. That’s not the point. Another reference to something sexual. Get my point? Huh, I made a punny. But again this is my story, and I haven’t done anything funny. In fact, I’ve killed three women, and only one of them I loved. Yeah, that’s right. Not laughing now. It’s not funny. And I’m definitely no fucking hero.     amazon    

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  EXCERPT: The Story of Lansing Lotte: excerpt (chapter 1) I could feel my head throbbing. Both of them. The night before was a fuzzy mash of images in my brain, as I recalled the concert. My band, The Nights, were rocking The Round Table something fierce and the crowd was thumping. I remembered the muted bright lights and the energy of the music I produced on my guitar next to the lead singer and my best friend, Arturo King, while the girls screamed in response to Arturo’s voice. Regardless of Arturo’s recent engagement, the ladies still loved the Chivalrous Lover. They equally called out for me and my guitar playing as well though, and I loved the attention. There was no better high than the cry of a crowd cheering you on. On the opposite side of the stage, focused on his bass guitar was Tristan Lyons. He had model-like features and his nickname was the Heartbreaker. He went through girls like they were food to be savored and devoured, and his followers were nicknamed flavors. He enjoyed the variety of woman who came his way and he never dappled in the same flavor twice. Behind us had been Perkins Vale, who the band called Perk, and his enthusiasm for playing the drummers equaled his name. He was big and often played with his shirt off, exposing the detailed tattoo of a shield on his chest and across his left shoulder. His dark short hair shoved to his head, gave the impression of someone serious and intense, but he was the contrary. That’s why things went askew. I remembered Arturo and Perk having some kind of conversation between their eyes, but I was more focused on the fact that Mel Agent had somehow gotten into The Round Table. Last night was a private function as a fundraiser for women of domestic violence hosted by none other than Arturo’s mother, Ingrid Tintagel, and her foundation WomenFirst. Mel Agent was the lead singer of a rival band, who had become his own entity and now one of the Night’s sworn enemies. I despised the man for his behavior toward women and at that moment he seemed to be interested in a young thing with jet black hair. She didn’t look like the typical girl to be in the club. She didn’t look like the typical girl to follow a band. Her oversized army jacket covered her small body and her delicate hands clenched the coat closed over her chest. Mel Agent looked deep in conversation with the girl who was holding her own, but that’s when Arturo’s dark eyes started addressing Perk. Only the practiced ear of the band knew that Perk slipped as he played. He was off a beat for just a second, but recovered quickly. I was trying to question Arturo with my own unspoken glance, but Arturo was too focused on Perk. When the set ended, Arturo and Perk immediately hit the side stage. Both men moved quickly through the crowd, parting ways as I realized that Guinevere DeGrance was in the path of Mel Agent as well. I felt that familiar ping in my heart, and I looked away before I could see the guilt in Guinevere’s eyes. I was quick to follow them and pull Guinevere from Mel’s immediate vicinity. It seemed I was continually saving her from that man. Tristan had grabbed Arturo and was forcing him back as well. We didn’t need an altercation in the middle of the crowd, and Perk seemed to have the situation under control. A situation that clearly involved trying to free another woman from under the evil intentions of Mel Agent. I waited in the wings with Tristan and Arturo as Arturo barked out orders to give him my bike and for Tristan to take Guinie home. I knew Arturo sensed something between Guinie and I, and he refused to ask me for help when it came to her. Arturo paused for only a moment to continue what looked like an argument with his girlfriend, no his fiancée, before Perk and he disappeared completely, leaving Tristan and I to entertain the endless questions of where had the other two gone. Tristan and I could hold our own, though, and we did, with continuous shots and free flowing drinks. I was sure that’s how I ended up here – in bed. I tried to open my eyes which seemed too heavy. The pressure on my temples was a rhythm stronger than Perk’s drumming, but the feeling of warmth and moisture on my lower head made me moan. The suction increased and I felt my leaden hands travel into the hair of my capturer. I could remember snapshots of the night and the countless women leaning up against me. The laughter of female voices and the whispers of desire in my ear were muted by the loud sound of the other bands playing in the background. The numerous lips burned my skin subtly on my cheek and neck from stolen kisses by aggressive fan-girls. I had only wanted one girl to be a fan. And she was refusing. I was awakening slowly and the dream I was having moments before I regained consciousness was still visible in my mind. Fresh lips were on mine. Hands entwined in soft hair. Sounds moaned of pleasure. I had a vague sense that some of the dream had been a reality, but I couldn’t bring my mind to focus clearly on whether any of it had been true. I should have been ashamed. She was. She was embarrassed by how she responded to me. I had responded to her years before, and I had never forgotten. Despite her denying now that the first kiss had been intense, I knew she was lying. She kissed me back after all that happened, and I wanted her. I couldn’t help it. As my hands gripped female hair gently and finger nails tickled my hips, my eyes began to peel open. I took in the dim sunlight beginning to break the darkness in the room. The ceiling was grayed in shadow, and I rotated my head on a soft pillow to get a whiff of stale roses and observe the light pink of sheets. My eyes opened fully as I realized I didn’t recognize the room painted in a pale rose color and accented with frilly curtains over the shade covered window. My eyes traveled down my naked body to the head of my temptress. Her hair fell forward, veiling her as she worked me with her mouth. My hands coiled in her hair; I couldn’t quite distinguish the color. My concentration returned to what this temptress was doing between my legs and I let my eyes roll back as I dreamt of the woman who kissed my mouth with lush lips now using those lips to suck me off. I was ready to burst and I tightened my clasp of her hair, warning her softly with the words I’m ready. As the liquid strength in me ejected down her throat, I growled like a prayer, “Fuck, Guinie,” as I looked down at the head over my manhood to meet green eyes, not blue. “Elaine?” I questioned. 


  Author Bio
L.B. Dunbar loves to read to the point it might be classified as an addiction. The past few years especially she has relished the many fabulous YA authors, the new genre of New Adult, traditional romances, and historical romances. A romantic at heart, she’s been accused of having an overactive imagination, as if that was a bad thing. Author of the Sensations Collection, Sound Advice, Taste Test, Fragrance Free, Touch Screen, and the upcoming Sight Words, she is also author of the Legendary Rock Star series, beginning with The Legend of Arturo King. When not writing, she’s usually driving one of her four growing children somewhere. She grew up in Michigan, but has lived in Chicago for longer, calling it home with her husband and children. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ 
I’d like to say I was always a writer. I’d also like to say that I wrote every day of my life since a child. That I took the teaching advice I give my former students because writing every day improves your writing. I’d like to say I have my ten-thousand hours that makes me a proficient writer. But I can’t say any of those things. I did dream of writing the “Great American Novel” until one day a friend said: Why does it have to be great? Why can’t it just be good and tell a story? As a teenager, I wrote your typical love-angst poetry that did occasionally win me an award and honor me with addressing my senior high school class at our Baccalaureate Mass. I didn’t keep a journal because I was too afraid my mom would find it in the mattress where I kept my copy of Judy Blume’s Forever that I wasn’t allowed to read as a twelve year old. I can say that books have been my life. I’m a reader. I loved to read the day I discovered “The Three Bears” as a first grader, and ever since then, the written word has been my friend. Books were an escape for me. An adventure to the unknown. A love affair I’d never know. I could be lost for hours in a book. So why writing now? I had a story to tell. It haunted me from the moment I decided if I just wrote it down it would go away. But it didn’t. Three years after writing the first draft, a sign (yes, I believe in them) told me to fix up that draft and work the process to have it published. That’s what I did. But one story let to another, and another, and another. Then a new idea came into my head and a new storyline was created. I was accused (that’s the correct word) of having an overactive imagination as a child, as if that was a bad thing. I’ve also been accused of having the personality of a Jack Russell terrier, full of energy, unable to relax, and always one step ahead. What can I say other than I have stories to tell and I think you’ll like them. If you don’t, that’s okay. We all have our book boyfriends. We all have our favorites. Whatever you do, though, take time for yourself and read a book. L.B. Dunbar 


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Blog Tour Nemesis by Jc Black

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I love you. Three little words which made Chris Caldwell run as hard and as fast as he could from any woman. Love had nothing to do with his desires; he had plenty of women wanting to share his bed for a night of wild abandon. Until Isabella… She turned his world upside-down with her sexy body and sultry smile. Chris originally thought to just make her the next of his conquests. Instead she turned him upside down and in love for the first time. She made him want the trappings of love and maybe even marriage. Something he has never desired in his life. But as Chris goes to bring in yet another shipment for the drug lords, his family is betrayed. Will he make it home to his beautiful woman or will the Feds finally take him down in a fiery blaze?
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Seeming to not take ‘no’ for an answer, she stepped into the shower. As I turned around to face her, she wrapped her arms around my neck, pressing her hot smooth body against mine. She opened her mouth and covered mine with her tender red lips as her warm, wet tongue started dancing back and forth deep inside my mouth. Who did I think I was kidding? I can’t seem to help myself when this beautiful woman is involved. She had gone to such great lengths to deceive me just for the chance to have sex with me. I cupped her ass with one hand as I fondled her firm breasts with the other. My god, she’s so damn hot I can barely hold on to her. The shower stall was small and I pushed her against the wall, letting the hot water spray on my back. She put her hand behind my head to bring my mouth closer to hers. We groped each other like savage beasts; our lips remained in a passionate kiss which seemed like it could last forever. I swear, I’ve been with a few women, but never have I felt this animalistic desire to want to fuck another woman as much as I wanted her. I couldn’t wait another moment, needing to have her right now. So I picked her up, with our lips still locked in a passionate kiss, carrying her off to my bedroom. As I laid her wet body on my bed, she let go of me long enough for me to find the harden nipples of her breasts with my mouth. She started moaning as I sucked on each one and then buried my face between the soft mounds of her beautiful breasts, her hands pulling at my hair. I took hold of her hands and held them above her head as I ravished her body with kisses, biting my way up her neck and finally stopped on her succulent, sizzling, hot lips. She took my lower lip in her teeth and then sucked my tongue into to her mouth for a long passionate, wet kiss. “Oh god Chris, I want you inside of me. Please take me now!” she said, breathing heavily against my mouth. She lifted her knees and spread her legs to give me access. I thought about taking her right then and there; fucking her hard and fast, but the sight of her legs spread along with the beauty of that small patch of blonde hair fashioned in the shape of a heart, beckoned my tongue like a magnet to the soft moist lips protecting her womanhood. I buried my tongue deep inside until I found her sweet spot, and as I tortured her clit with my tongue, she grabbed me by my hair holding me tight against her.
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Christopher Caldwell grew up during a time of fast cars, hi-speed boats and beautiful women. Due to his experience in boats from working in a family own boatyard he quickly became popular with the local smugglers. It wasn’t long before the drug lords found a way to put his talents to work. When Christopher reached maturity he found that he had a strong sexual appetite. His first sexual experience was with a married woman that led him to have many meaningless sexual encounters without the comfort of love. That was until he met Megan and her sister Amber. Megan is a naïve and beautiful redhead who fell in love with Chris right away. Amber was just the opposite of her younger sister, she was gorgeous and had a sassy attitude to match. But, Christopher was confused by the two women, he wanted them both. He also had dreams and aspirations of becoming a lawyer. But before he could pursue his dreams he must first repay a favor from a notorious family friend and bury some deep dark family secrets of his involvement with the drug lords.
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Book Two and Chris is back, along with his love for beautiful women and his insatiable sexual appetite. Amber and Megan still can't pin him down to just one of them and there are others trying to get his attention. He wants to go to school, learn a trade, and be successful but he soon finds out that he can't outrun his secrets. The crime family looks him up, leaning heavily on old relationships and Chris doesn't want to see that debt hung on either his brother, Frank, or his brother, Tony. Chris agrees to fulfill this one job, with the assurance it will be the last. And can he walk away from Amber or Megan? He knows he can't tell them the truth. He is torn with the knowledge this could keep him from ever finding a woman he could love, who could accept this part of him.
JcBlack-NemesisTeaser A little something about Jc Black JcBlack-BioPic J.C Black was born in Memphis, Tennessee and grew up in the Florida Keys. I grew up in the ship building trade and became an expert in my field at a young age and made me very popular in the boating industry. I grew up in a time that the local fisherman were losing their homes and boats so they turned to smuggling to make a living. A lot of the people were friends of mine before they chose a life of crime and remained my friends for many years after, until the law caught up with them and put them in prison. I've been writing on and off for the last couple of years, but writing romance came from my love of women. Yes, it was a good life with the coconut trees, the great sandy white beaches and of course the beautiful women. I still get inspiration from the beautiful women and the sunsets. I love taking long walks on the beach, riding my Harley and enjoying life. I loved growing up in the Florida Keys, it was like paradise. Beautiful sunsets to inspire my life and beautiful women to inspire my writing. I love fast cars and fast boats and sometimes I would enjoy a race or two. I loved the sea and would spend as much of my time as I could I out in the ocean fishing, but of course that was at a time you could come home with a cooler full of fish. I didn't know what I wanted to do when I was younger, but I had the whole Caribbean to explore so it didn't matter back then. If you ever find yourself down my way, I will be the guy leaning against a coconut tree on the beach, watching another beautiful sunset and if I happen to say "hi" don't be shy. ~JC Black Find Jc Black here...
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Book Blitz Crystal's Unicorn by Jeannie Wise

For one week only, Crystal's Unicorn will be just 99 cents!!! Starting March 23rd at 8 a.m. for three days only, Don’t miss out!!!! You still have a chance to grab it on the March 26th at 4PM it will go to 1.99, so do not pass this up!
 
The once Archangel Vettorio was banished from the heavens cursed by the gods to become the earth's first Vampire. Tormented to walk the earth alone, craving company and some semblance of family he decided to create another of his kind, Selena. Selena however, is unable to control the power she has been given. She became the creature from which vampire evil and blood lusts were born. She is where the nightmare began! Selena spins further and further out of control when her beloved Vettorio grows distant. Selena's hatred and jealously grows and festers for over a thousand years, spawning a new era of death and destruction. Only one, born of true love can stop her. The prince born of darkness, Bonaventura is his father's only hope. Or, will he be to late…
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"CRYSTAL'S UNICORN.. AND IT SHALL BE AS IT WAS BEFORE" As the sea began to consume the setting sun in the distance Franco sat on the rocks starring into the waves that were tumbling against the sand.The cold winter air nipped at his face.The beach was his favorite place to think. To be as one nature. Franco had not set foot inside of a church or even prayed since he blamed God for taking Maria away from him six years ago. " He dropped his jacket on the rocks. Walking to the edge of the surf he began to pray "Father, please prepare me for this journey that you have set before me. I do not understand why have you allowed this? Have you forsaken me as I did you? Is this the start of my tribulation to prove I am still worthy?" Tears began to well up in his dark eyes as he fell to his knees. "Padre mi perdoni per quello che può venire. I ask your forgiveness for the wrongs I have committed against you now . I do not wish to parish without the opportunity to atone." He took a rosary from his pocket. He hung it around his neck, kissed it and looked to the darkening sky."My darling I miss you so." he wiped at the tears streaking down his face." Watch over our sweet Isabella I fear that I am not fated to survive what is coming." Franco fell to his knees in the freezing cold surf and wept."Father, I beg of you to return to me that which I gave up. I do not regret my love of Maria and my Isabella is everything to me; but, I must do this. You know this battle against the darkness is mine to finish. I can not defeat her alone. Please allow me to do your bidding my Lord. To put an end to her plague against humanity. Walk by my side once again." Franco banged his open hands against the wet sand. Digging his fingers into the wet sand he closed his hands full around the sand. His anguished body wrenched into a ball screaming from the pain. With one final feral scream he stood ripping away his shirt as his wings tore through his skin.
Pulling back from, he looked into her eyes with a fierce look of tenderness. “After this, there is no turning back. But if you need me to stop, you only have to say so and I will.” Searching her eyes, he felt his mind begging her to not tell him no. He knew he would not be able to handle it. He could stop. But his hunger for her was nearly unbearable. She was his from the moment he laid eyes on her, he felt childish in thinking so, but he knew it to be the truth, she was his and he was hers. She shook her head and his heart that no longer beat almost crumbled. But her next words were something that he would never forget. “Make me yours Vettorio. I belong to you and I want you to belong to me. By the gods, I do not understand it, but make it so.”

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I have written for as long as I can remember. Even at a young age writing for me was always an escape where I could lose myself inside my characters in a world of my own creation.
Living in a small town rural area where life is slow and quite suits me well.
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  Leigh Ann Lunsford is stay at home mom turned author. She writes Romance/New Adult and loves her happily ever after in all books and movies. She lives with her husband, son, and four dogs in Fleming Island, Florida. When she isn't writing or reading you can find her stuck in front of really bad reality shows or watching Sons of Anarchy. Leigh Ann has a filthy mouth and a huge amount of sarcasm that knows no end. She hopes to give the voices in her head an outlet with many more novels to come.
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Mending Heartstrings by Felicia Lynn Blog Tour

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**BLOG TOUR**
March 23- April 6th
Mending Heartstrings by Felicia Lynn

Both Books on sale during tour for .99!


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Mending Heartstrings Synopsis:

Just when life seems to be manageable, you’re thrown radically off course by “the one”. “The one” you weren’t expecting. “The one” who single handedly holds the key to the tattered and rusted lock to the walls surrounding your heart. Letting her into your protected sanctuary will only serve one purpose, intentional infliction of pain and heartache.
Jon is a man on a mission with only one agenda, to survive…to survive his past, and avoid letting his future be consumed by his history. It’s all really simple, until she walks into his world and turns it, on its axis. She makes him yearn for things he never wanted, or at least didn’t realize he ever would. Now his dreams and writings are consumed with the fantasy that this girl could change everything. But deep down he knows she deserves better. Better than him. Better than anyone he’s ever met.

He’s the lead guitarist for Garrett McKenna’s band. His life consists of touring, studio time, and writing music. That’s it. Staying healthy means keeping his routine, which has been easy enough until this little effervescent beauty rocks his world. Now he’s left questioning everything and doing some soul searching to decide if he’s equipped to give what he knows she needs and deserves.

Whitney avoids love at all costs. She’s not scared of it. She’s too strong to be that weak. She refuses to allow herself to lose her mind over another person, when there’s a high probability of getting her heart broken. She’s witnessed it more times than she can count, and she’s less than interested in taking the gamble.
Her strong will has served her well in life. Very few people know her secrets. She prefers to keep it that way. Her friends and family own her heart and deep devotion. She could easily do without the rest of the population but plays nice so she doesn’t appear to be the major bitch she knows she is on the inside.
Everything in her life makes sense. Her life is filled with more love and laughter than most will ever see, and it feels complete to her. She’s simply satisfied…until him.

He complicates things. His life isn’t something she understands or is willing to try to figure out. But she can’t keep her mind from wandering to the scruff faced, gorgeous guitarist, no matter how hard she tries.
He’s everything she’s never wanted, yet her heart is telling her differently. She fears she’s diving headfirst off the cliff of heartache. She’ll never recover from her brief no-strings weekend with this man. If she opens her heart it will be “the end”… no matter what. The question is what kind of ending will it be? Not all fairy tales have the happily ever after.

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Tied Up In Heartstrings Synopsis

Tragedy ripped the security from her life. Left a single mother, Alexis's fear of loss insulates her from the rest of the world. Her best friends from college and close family are the only people she keeps close.

A man from her past has always been in love with Alexis. He’s never met anyone that measures up to her. Garrett is a musician, who never really imagined he’d have the fame and fortune that he's found. But, even with that, what he's always wanted is out of reach... or is it?

When Garrett and Alexis meet up by chance a relationship begins. Neither expected what happens. She can’t be sure she’s ready for the complications a relationship brings. He will have to work overtime to win her heart without any assurances it will be successful.

Alexis is learning about life without Jed, and is feeling more secure with parenting on her own. Garrett appreciates his fans and is enjoying his life on the road but misses having a private life. The lives they have built separately leave little room for a budding relationship, but their hearts won’t take that into consideration.

Will the cards they’ve been dealt get in the way of a love that is meant to be? Is love enough to overcome loss and heartbreak? Can they accept all that the other is, without feeling like they are living in the shadow of their former lives?


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The List Synopsis

In Matthews, North Carolina, where everyone knows everyone, there’s a minefield of hidden secrets and cover-ups. When Kip’s opportunity to avenge those who have been wronged approaches, he contemplates revenge. For Kip, removing the people who’ve caused harm to those he loves is a mission of service. With the time limit on Kip’s future quickly approaching, sacrifices must be made to make sure the guilty parties pay. But will his conscience get in the way? Can a man who lives life so passionately ever be a murderer?



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Author Bio:
Felicia Lynn, author of Tied Up In Heartstrings, is a transplanted Florida girl, born and raised, who lives just north of Atlanta, GA. She spends most of her days holed up in a cozy chair with a cup of tea and her laptop, writing about the characters that live in her head. When she’s not writing you’ll find her hanging out with her family and friends! She loves reading, taking long walks, chatting with her Facebook family, and listening to music, especially live music. A self-declared lover of all things baseball, she is obsessed with every aspect of the game!!!

Felicia writes contemporary romance, because love stories make people happy. Even in the midst of anguish and turmoil, true love can turn life around, and the process is beautiful. Most of Felicia's stories are based on real life experiences, which she embellishes to tell a story. Mending Heartstrings, the second in the Heartstrings series, will be releasing shortly. She also recently co-wrote a mystery/suspense book titled The List with professional poker player, Chris Bell. Look for more to come from those two as well.

Email: info@felicialynn.com



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Pre-Release Blitz Dial A Stud: Dante's Story by J.A. Melville


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Synopsis

Sexually frustrated Grace was tired of dead end relationships, or men that were dead in the sack. Where were all the hot and sexy studs, instead of the duds? That was the question she asked her best friend, and house mate Mel, frequently. Then they saw the ad in the paper, Dial A Stud for all your sexual fantasies. It sounded perfect, but seriously? They could never call; could they? With the decision being no, they dismiss it from their minds. One night while at the club with her friend, Grace meets a gorgeous man, but since she’d made a pact with Mel, not to bring any man home with her, she reluctantly walks away from him. In an effort to purge him from her mind, she impulsively calls Dial A Stud one evening, while home alone. Enter Alex and Dante, the two masked, hot and sexy studs, determined to give her everything she could dream of sexually. They gave her a night to remember, a night unlike anything she’d ever experienced before, and they gave her the fantasy. There was something about Dante though, the sexy Italian that stirred her emotions. What was it about him? Why did he seem vaguely familiar? When she learns of his deception to get closer to her, she’s angry at first, until she has a change of heart, and goes to see him, wanting answers. Finding him sick and feverish, she stays to nurse him back to health. As they spend time together, their relationship begins to blossom. Grace learns so much about this incredibly sexy man, and realizes there is far more to him, than she could have ever realized. It is during her stay with him, that he reveals something that will change everything, between them forever. Just when it looks like there might be hope for their future, Grace’s old insecurities surface, and she knows she can’t keep her secrets from him indefinitely. Dante’s lifestyle is more than she ever dreamed it could be, and it only adds to her fears. Will Grace overcome her feeling of not being good enough for him? What will he do when he learns her secrets? Can they overcome all that threatens their relationship and have a future together?


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For as long as I can remember, I've loved to write, poetry, short stories just about anything. My English teachers in school kept telling me I should write and it took me a lot of years to finally get around to it. 

I spent too long worrying about failing as a writer before I realized that living with the regret of never trying was worse.

I live in a sleepy country town in Tasmania, Australia with my partner and our three children, who aren't so little anymore, plus a whole assortment of animals. 

Natasha's Awakening is my first book but I have no intention of stopping now and will continue to live my dream of being a published author. I have just published Taming Eric which is his POV to Natasha's Awakening. 

My interests are writing of course, reading, watching movies and hanging out at home with my family, our six cats and one dog.

You can find me on Facebook under my author page J. A Melville and my book's page Natasha's Awakening.

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