Friday, July 14, 2017

Cover Reveal - More Than Memories by N.E. Henderson

Cover Design: Regina Wamba/MaeIDesign & Photography
Release Date: July 27, 2017
 

Synopsis

Memories are never forgotten. Or so it’s said, but she did. She forgot herself, me, and us. She forgot everything. One day I woke up and there was only pain. This pain is so fierce that I can’t overcome it alone. My heart was ripped from my chest and I’m surviving, but barely. Not even the physical outlet I seek to purge the torment of remembering the one I can’t let go helps anymore. In all of his agony what if the worst of his pain has yet to be expelled; a secret that could have changed everything had he known. Every day that I wake up I’m in a fog. Before ten years ago I feel like I didn’t exist. Everything I ever knew had been erased. Some days I wish I had bad memories because even those are better than none at all. Instead, I feel like I’m a character in a storybook, merely acting a role. I don’t know why, but none of it feels real. That’s crazy, right? Still, I can’t shake the feeling that everyone is hiding something from me. Even the man that lies next to me at night sometimes feels like a stranger. I just want to feel like I belong in my own life. Everything in her life feels borrowed, but that’s a secret better left unspoken. More Than Memories is a standalone, but book two in the More Than series. MORE THAN LIES is now available on all retailers sites.

 

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 About the Author

N. E. Henderson is the author of sexy suspense and new adult romance. When she isn't writing you can find her reading some form of romance or in her Maverick playing in the dirt. She lives in Mississippi with her husband, son, and their Bull Terrier, Xena. She loves to hear from her readers so if you connect on social media and if you meet her at a signing, you can call her Nancy.   

 

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Release Blitz - Letting Go by Morningstar Ashley @starzehashley


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LETTING GO
Love by Design, Book 1
MORNINGSTAR ASHLEY
M/M ROMANCE
RELEASE DATE: 07.14.17
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COVER ARTIST: Jay Aheer/Simply Defined Art
COVER PHOTO: StockPhoto
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Years ago, before tragedy struck, Alex made a child’s promise to always protect and care for his little sister, Evie. Then piece by piece, all the good in his life was taken away until Alex was left alone as guardian to his much younger sister. Suffering and loss scarred Alex, causing him to withdraw from the world. Struggling with anxiety and trust issues, Alex attempts to help Evie heal from their shared traumatic past, but each day is harder than the last. To make matters worse, Alex’s best friend, Ben, is pushing him to get out of his rut, confronting him with the fact that what Alex thinks is contentment is just stagnation and fear. The last thing he needs is for an old acquaintance to reappear in his life, making him feel things he hadn’t dealt with in years.
The executive of the marketing department at graphic design firm Vivid, Kelley has his life together. While not perfect, he’s happy with his career and his three best friends. A chance encounter with Alex, the guy he was once attracted to, is icing on the cake. Fighting through Alex’s defenses to find the breathtaking man underneath will be hard, but Kelley is up to the challenge. Kelley believes that the things most worth fighting for never come easy.
To accept all that Kelley is offering means Alex must drop his barriers. Kelley will need to keep trying and prove that Alex can trust him, even when grief and anxiety try to pull him back.
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Pushing him back on the couch Kelley straddled Alex’s body, using his weight to hold the squirmy man in place, Kelley put his hands on Alex’s abs, fingers at his sides as his possessed Alex’s. Shoving Alex’s shirt up as Alex lifted to give enough room for Kelley to pull the shirt off, dropping it to the floor. Attacking his nipples with teeth and tongue making Alex whimper and moan. Fuck! Hearing those sounds just turned him inside out. Turning the heat between up to lava level. Moving back up to his neck Kelley sucked, tasted as he reached down with one hand greedily rubbing Alex’s dick through his pants. Running his hand up and down giving him the same of the pressure that Kelley’s throbbing cock was begging for. “Oh, God.” Alex groaned with a rough edge to his voice as he arched his neck giving Kelley even more room to explore and mark. He wanted his mark on this man. Wanted everyone to see that he was Kelley’s. Fearing that with all the pain locked inside Alex he would never truly be his. “Your shirt. Take off your shirt. I need to feel your skin.” Kelley did exactly that. He flattened Alex to the couch again, pressing their chest together once again, Alex had spread his thighs, Kelley slotted himself right there. Their groins meet and slide together. And holy fucking hell did that feel good. The pressure of Alex’s steel length against his rock hard cock sending relief and pleasure throughout his body. Alex scratched his nails down his back making him growl. He had his legs bracketing Kelley’s body holding him in place. Like he would be so fucking stupid as to move. He can feel Alex’s heart jackhammering through his chest. Their breaths panting out between kisses and moans. What had started out slow had built and built until Kelley wanted to say fuck it and rip Alex’s clothes off to get at every inch of his skin. To have their bodies, slippery from sweat, sliding together. And just like that Kelley knew exactly what he was going to do. Oh, sweet jesus the thought alone sending lust hurtling to his aching balls, making him want to shoot. He was going to drive Alex to the brink over and over. Making him forget anything and everything except the need that would be coursing through his body. The need Kelley would put there. Have Alex begging and pleading Kelley to let him come. Within minutes they lay back on the couch completely naked, kneeling between Alex’s thighs once again. All of Alex’s gorgeous fucking skin on display. His cock seemingly begging for attention, the crown purple and leaking pre-come onto his stomach. Kelley mouth waters with the thought of sliding it between his lips. But not yet. Unable to stop himself he slipped his hands, fingers spread wide, to his ankles, over his thighs, across his chest. Gliding with the lightest touch around Alex’s erect nipples, back down his arms. Over and over he did this, needing to get his fill of this beautiful man. No one should have this effect on another person. He sat there with a naked Alex in front of him in awe of every lean muscle that pushed up to meet his hands, every scar his traced. “Kelley,” Alex bites out as his body trembled under Kelley’s gentle touches. “Yeah, baby. You need something?” “Fuck. Don’t be an ass. You know want I want.” Kelley sank back down on top of him. Licking a path up his collarbone to his throat and then their mouths meet stifling any more words that Alex was going to say. Their cocks align perfectly, and Kelley begins to thrust his cock against Alex’s as their kisses turn desperate and needy. Kelley pulled away, and before Alex could utter a protest, he moved, swallowing his cock to the back of his throat. Letting his saliva pool in his mouth, needing all the wetness he could get for the slide of their cocks. With every groan that Alex had let out Kelley’s cock would twitch and throb tightening to epic proportions. Each time he could feel Alex getting close Kelley would back off. Time and time again bringing him to the brink before pulling his mouth and hand away. Alex would whimper and wiggle, unable to lay still. He was so out of it that he words were reduced to grunts and groans. When Kelley was satisfied that he had sufficiently teased Alex, he pulled off his cock with a pop. Using the spit that was now covering his hand, he coated his own cock with it before laying on top of Alex, lining their cocks up. His body fitting tightly to Alex’s. Wrapping one arm around Alex’s shoulders, holding as close to him as he could, both needing the closeness this position gave them. Kelley began thrusting his cock against Alex’s. “I’ve got you, baby. Just feel.” Profanities had started to spill from Alex’s mouth. Kelley’s whole body was so overwhelmed by the slide and friction of their cocks he felt like he could’ve blown his load at any moment, hoping that Alex was feeling even a silver of what he was. Alex had begun to counter thrust, writhing his tight body under Kelley. His head was tipped back, the muscles of his neck corded and straining. “That’s it, baby. Let go.”
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Morningstar Ashley is a transplant from the Yankee-controlled territory of New York, and now finds herself in the heartland of cowboys and longhorns—Texas. Armed with her imagination, wit, and trusty sidekicks in the form of her two crazy kids, devoted dorky husband, big lap dog, and rambunctious cats, Morningstar spends her time reading the books she loves, crafting her own characters, and arguing the merits of hot chocolate over the bitter brew known as coffee (Hot chocolate wins, FYI.).
Morningstar loves graphic design, so much so she returned to school for a degree and regularly tromps her exams and maintains a stellar GPA that occasionally leaves her confounded and pleased. She can while away the hours on new designs, and perfection isn’t too much to hope for when it comes to her art.
Her ideal career would be full-time artist and author, and so far, she hasn’t come up against anything to stop her on her journey. A fierce and devoted friend, Morningstar tries her best to always be kind, always be learning, and always improving. Giving up isn’t an option, and her greatest talent may be in her ability to convince others not to give up, either. After a lifetime of trying to get people to realize her first name wasn’t Ashley, Morningstar decided the best way to settle the debate was to put her name on a book cover. An avid reader and fiction reviewer for the blog and site Diverse Reader, Morningstar harbored a dream to one day join the ranks of her heroes, and she sweeps into the contemporary gay romance genre with her debut novel, LETTING GO. With plans to conquer gay, lesbian and LGBTQA+ romance, Morningstar has her gaze set on the horizon, her determination her own guiding star.
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Thursday, July 13, 2017

Cover Reveal / Giveaway - Ripple Effect by Keri Lake @kerilake




Title: Ripple Effect
Author: Keri Lake
Genre: Dark Erotic Romance
Cover Design: Hang Le
Release Date: July 25, 2017



Blurb

Ripley

They call me RIP.
I’m a killer. A murderer. A psychopath.
In the eyes of the righteous, I’m a monster, born of sin and depravity.
I want to protect her, but I’m not a good man.
I want to love her, but I no longer feel.
She gets under my skin, though, and has awakened something inside of me.
Something I’d kill for.
I’m not her savior—not even close. In fact, I’m worse than the hell she’s already suffered.
I’m her vengeance. Tit for tat, as they say.
And if she’s not careful, I’ll be her ruin.

Dylan

For months, I’ve watched him.
I’ve fantasized him as my savior, my lover. My ticket out of the hell I’ve lived in for the last six years.
I never dreamed he’d be my nightmare.
Had I known what he really is, I’d have never gotten in the car that night, but life is full of cause and effect.
And sometimes the choice on offer isn’t a choice at all.
It’s the result of something already in motion, and we’re merely left to survive the ripple effect.







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Author Bio


Keri Lake is a dark romance writer who specializes in demon wrangling, vengeance dealing and wicked twists. Her stories are gritty, with antiheroes that walk the line of good and bad, and feisty heroines who bring them to their knees.  When not penning books, she enjoys spending time with her husband, daughters, and their rebellious Labrador (who doesn’t retrieve a damn thing).  She runs on strong coffee and alternative music, loves a good red wine, and has a slight addiction to dark chocolate.


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Release Blitz - Billionaire's Fake Fiance by Claire Adams



Time is running out. My mother only has 6 months to live, and I'm desperate. I need to make her dream come true...seeing me get married. I know it's crazy. I'm a billionaire. I'm a player. I don't want a wife. But, I need to make this happen for her. That's where Maddie comes in. She's my childhood friend, a struggling actress and so incredibly hot. Maddie's perfect for the role of my love interest. It doesn't hurt that she wants to help me fulfill my mother's dream. However, she may come at a price that's more than the half a million dollars for her service.

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Cover Reveal / PreOrder - KING OF CODE by CD Reiss @cdreisswriter

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King of Code, an all-new intriguing and sexy standalone from CD Reiss is coming September 18th!

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King of Code by CD Reiss Publication Date: September 18th, 2017 Genre: Contemporary Romance

From New York Times Bestselling author, CD Reiss, comes a sexy tale of secrets, intrigue, betrayal, and a love worth crossing a continent for.
Taylor Harden is a man on the edge.
The edge of fame. The edge of untold wealth.
The edge of utter humiliation.
He built an unhackable system, and in front of everyone, it’s hacked.
His reputation goes from king to goat in a split second. Boom. Like that.
Some dude in Barrington, USA (AKA Nowhere) has locked down Taylor’s code, and if he doesn’t get it back, he’s going to be wearing a monkey suit for the rest of his life.
Except, this guy? This hacker from Nowhere? He’s not a guy.
Harper Watson’s all woman. And she has a plan for Taylor, his code, and his body.
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About the Author

CD Reiss is a New York Times bestseller. She still has to chop wood and carry water, which was buried in the fine print. Her lawyer is working it out with God but in the meantime, if you call and she doesn't pick up she's at the well hauling buckets. Born in New York City, she moved to Hollywood, California to get her master's degree in screenwriting from USC. In case you want to know, that went nowhere but it did give her a big enough ego to write novels. She's frequently referred to as the Shakespeare of Smut which is flattering but hasn't ever gotten her out of chopping that cord of wood. If you meet her in person, you should call her Christine.

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Release Blitz - Deeper by Jennifer Michael



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Title: DEEPER
Author: Jennifer Michael
Cover Designer: Letitia Hasser | RBA Designs http://www.rbadesigns.com
Release Date: July 13, 2017
 

 

Small towns are supposed to be safe—home to idealistic neighborhoods, free from the ugly that taints the world. Evil has no bounds though, no matter how high your white picket fence stands. Maplefield is perfect on the outside but corrupt and twisted within.Rylan Pierce and Callen Bailer meet at a club the community doesn’t speak about. Rylan is running from her past, but baggage like hers isn’t easy to just leave behind. Callen lives life on the road, traveling wherever he’s contracted and doing whatever necessary to finish the job, regardless of how illegal or deadly.Lust drives them together, but depravity cements their bond. Two people with tarnished souls will either bring each other light or pull one another deeper into the darkness.
*WARNING* Deeper is a standalone, dark romance that contains strong sexual themes, extreme violence, and explicit language. The scenes containing these triggers are intensely graphic and very detailed. The themes of death/murder, abuse (both physical and sexual), and child neglect/abuse are heavily present within this novel. This is not a thin warning or a light read.
 
   

 

   
 Drink. Drank. Drunk. Hours later, more than a few drinks deep and varying amounts of money lost and won, the three of us stand in the lobby of the main floor of the hotel. Tatum hiccups and then clumsily covers her mouth. Rylan attempts to scare her to force the hiccups away. It doesn’t work, and the two of them just end up in a fit of giggles. “Where’s the room key?” Tatum searches her purse. “I can’t find it.” “I’ll find mine,” Rylan says. She begins to search, but I speak up, “Neither of you needs your room key.” “Oh no, you don’t, mister.” Tatum squints her eyes at me. “You might have defended my honor tonight, but I am not joining your little sex games. I’m going to my own room. Rylan can go where she wants.” “Tatum doesn’t want you, but I do! Your penis is like magic,” Rylan chimes in, her voice echoing throughout the hotel. “I’ll remember you said that tomorrow when your smart mouth comes back, but I’m not trying to arrange a threesome. I upgraded your room when I got here. There is a two-bedroom suite upstairs, waiting for all of us.” Rylan takes Tatum’s elbow and heads for the elevator, but Tatum drags her drunken feet. “Can you just do that? Change our room reservations without us being there?” Tatum pokes me in the chest. “Probably not, but I’m more persuasive than most.” “I bet you are.” She glares at me with drunken eyes and doesn’t even notice that I’ve backed her into the waiting elevator. “What about our bags?” Tatum asks through a hiccup as the doors slide shut. “The hotel staff moved them up to our new room.” Rylan is quiet as we ride, and when the doors open, she and Tatum follow me down the hall and watch as I swipe the card through the lock. Tatum rubs her eyes and sways on her feet. “Where’s my room?” she asks as she trips through the main room. I offer her my arm, which she takes, and I lead her into the second bedroom. She dives headfirst into the bed without even bothering to remove her shoes. Her crazy headband shifts awkwardly on her head. Her breathing deepens, and I return to Rylan in the main room. She stumbles, toeing off her shoes, but keeps removing clothing. Her shirt flies over her head. She shimmies out of her jeans and then turns my way as she struggles to unclasp her bra. “Don’t just stand there! Help me! I want that magic penis, and I want it now.” “Careful, or you might just make a man feel objectified.” “Shut up and touch me.” She finally gets her bra unclasped, and it slides off her body. Her panties are next, but she trips while stepping out of them. Her hair falls into her face, but she doesn’t bother to try to fix it as she kicks the material from her ankles. She’s kind of a mess, which only amplifies as she lies down and attempts to spread her legs my way. “I want you to fuck me right here on the floor.” “You only want it right there, on the floor, because you can’t make it to the bedroom.” “Semantics.” I laugh. I am so not getting laid tonight. No sex in this fancy hotel room. I move forward and lift Rylan. Her arms swing around my neck, and she grumbles into my chest as I walk her to the bedroom, “Oh, shit.” Her nails grip my neck, and she sucks in a deep breath. “Too fast. You’re making my head spin.” “Sorry, Little Bird.” Her skin is flush, her hair is a rumpled mess, and her eyes lazily stare up at me as I place her in the center of the bed. Even unfocused, those hazel eyes burn with nothing but heat. Against my better judgment, my cock gets a little harder. It’s inevitable when she’s naked and looking at me like she is. “I want you, Callen.” She pulls at my shirt. “Not tonight, babe.” “You’re no fun!” She rises from the bed and staggers to the bathroom. “Are you okay?” I ask, afraid that I’ll be cleaning up her vomit in the next few minutes. “I have to pee!” I give her privacy but listen in case she’s actually going to get sick. Water starts to run in the bathroom, and when I look to see what’s going on, I find her standing by the tub, which is rapidly filling with water. “Oh no, you don’t.” I move to grab her by the hips, but it only works against me when she grinds her ass into me. “Have you seen this bathroom? Take a look at this tub!” “Rylan, you’re drunk. The odds of you drowning in that tub are high.” “Come in with me then. I won’t drown if you keep me safe.” I’m not the man to keep anybody safe. She kisses my neck and pulls at my clothing. While I’m distracted, Rylan successfully removes my shirt and gets to work on my jeans. I lean in and taste the skin that taunts me. She moans while I kiss along her throat, and my pants fall to my feet. The hot water filling the tub creates steam around us. Rylan pulls back and licks her lips. “Get in the tub with me.” Her voice is authoritative, but her eyes and lips say, Please. I step out of my jeans and pull my boxer briefs off. “Let’s get in.” The tub is huge and can easily fit the both of us comfortably. I get in first and let the hot water wash over me. She follows and sits between my legs. Her head falls back on my chest, and she lets her eyes close. “Oh, fuck, that’s good,” she mumbles. I can’t help myself. My hands rub against her skin, and Rylan moans. When my cock hardens against her ass, I let out a groan of my own. “I think I’m too drunk to fuck you right now.” I laugh. “You are.” “This feels really good, though. Keep touching me.” My fingers rake up her thigh and then brush against her stomach. I touch up and down her skin, causing the water to ripple and stir. “Where did you grow up?” “Nevada,” I answer her with the truth without even considering a lie. Rylan holds on to the outside of my thighs, and we sink lower into the water. “Why did you leave?” “I don’t think I’m really meant to stay in one place for too long.” “Do you miss it? Home?” “Not in the least. Nevada isn’t my home.” Again, the truth comes, and it feels strange. I have spent the last ten years spinning lies and hiding who I am. “Do you have family?” “No.” I hand her another truth. “Me neither. My family was taken from me years ago.” Her words come out in a faint whisper. “What do you mean?” But nothing, except for silence, stretches between us. I jostle Rylan, and she lets out a soft, little snore. As gently as I can, I stand while making sure she doesn’t sink down into the water. I lift her into my arms, carry her soaking wet body into bed, and then grab two towels to dry us. Once she’s dry, I pull the covers over her before sliding into bed. She cuddles in closer to me when I kiss her forehead, and I close my eyes. I was going to prove I didn’t need the club to get Rylan off, but instead, I think we’ve proven it isn’t just the getting off that we like about one another. That’s a sobering fucking thought.    
 
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“Fight Song” by Rachel Platten “The Show Must Go On” by Queen “Don’t Look Back in Anger” by Oasis “Stars” by Grace Potter & the Nocturnals “Die Motherfucker Die” by Get Set Go “Cool For The Summer” by Demi Lovato
“Closer” by Nine Inch Nails “Where Is My Mind?” by Pixies “Murder by Numbers” by The Police “Long Way to Happy” by P!nk “Home” by Three Days Grace
“PILLOWTALK” by ZAYN “We’re Going to Be Friends” by The White Stripes
“Another One Bites the Dust” by Queen
“World Spins Madly On” by The Weepies
“Climbing up the Walls” by Radiohead “I Touch Myself” by Divinyls “Whiskey and You” by Chris Stapleton “How to Save a Life” by The Fray “Because of You” by Kelly Clarkson
“Bottoms Up” by Brantley Gilbert “Bad Things” by Machine Gun Kelly & Camila Capello
“Monster” by Imagine Dragons
“Break Your Halo” by Andy Black
“Heartless” by Kanye West “LIKE I WOULD” by ZAYN “C’est La Mort” by The Civil Wars
“Beauty of the Dark” by Mads Langer “Oh Henry” by The Civil Wars “Love Crime” by My Darkest Days “All of Your Glory” by Broods “One and Only” by Adele “Holloway Jail” by The Kinks
“Honest” by Kodaline “Lies” by The Black Keys “Scars” by Michael Malarkey “Seek & Destroy” by Metallica “Dust to Dust” by The Civil Wars
“Good-bye, Stranger” by Supertramp
“Striptease” by Hawksley Workman
“Psychotic Girl” by The Black Keys “Soul Meets Body” by Death Cab for Cutie
“Die, Die My Darling” by Misfits “Even My Dad Does Sometimes” by Ed Sheehan
“Green Green Grass of Home” by Tom Jones
“Fade to Black” by Metallica
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As a child, Jennifer Michael dreamed of being an author. Life and adulting eventually pushed that dream down to a mere fantasy, which was where it stayed for years. Then, through a stroke of luck and a Kindle, she found the indie romance world, and the dream that was long ago deemed unattainable became a reality. Writing fulfills pieces of her she lost long ago. Jennifer writes stories that range from sweet and sultry to dark and daring. Behind her computer, she’s constantly dreaming up where she’ll go, what new characters she’ll meet along the way, and what genre she will concur next. From her house in southwest Florida, she spends far too much time wishing she were at the beach with a good book. She’s an avid reader of fiction, but is a huge fan of gritty stories with deep emotion or dark twisty plot twists. She’s also known to indulge in guilty pleasure television shows. She gets sucked into the world of characters from all mediums. She loves to hear from her readers so make sure to check her out on social media.
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Wednesday, July 12, 2017

Double Cover Reveal Taming Mr. Flirt & Scoring Mr. Romeo @ammadden1 & Joanne Schwehm


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Two amazing new standalones are coming soon from A.M. Madden & Joanne Schwehm!

Taming Mr. Flirt & Scoring Mr. Romeo by A.M. Madden & Joanne Schwehm Genre: Contemporary Romance
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Cover Designer: Sommer Stein, Perfect Pear Creative Covers
Cover Model: Dima Gornovskyi
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Cover Designer: Sommer Stein, Perfect Pear Creative Covers
Cover Model: Steven Brewis
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Taming Mr. Flirt

Here’s a tip: never say never.
It all started in a barn, rolling around in the hay with a hot brunette. When I hooked up at my best friend’s wedding with the bride’s best friend, I had hay in places it should never be. And how my bowtie ended up around my dick was an entirely different story. I’ll give you a minute to consider the possibilities.
That first romp set the tone, and each sexual encounter with her that followed became more intense. The fact that all my fantastic orgasms were coming at the hand of one woman baffled me.
A lifetime of observation taught me that monogamy equated to boredom. Variety was the spice of life, in and out of the bedroom. I enjoyed the company of a sexy, smart, confident woman. It was my kryptonite. I was a master flirt, and my sexual skills were unrivaled.
Until her.
With this woman, I had met my match.
Her carnal appetite a perfect match for mine, and she also taught me a few things along the way.
She called me Mr. Flirt, and could bring me to my knees at every turn.
Lesson learned: Sex always trumps sanity.

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Scoring Mr. Romeo

Here’s a tip: never underestimate romance.
Falling in love was the furthest thing from my mind. I’m a single mother raising a strong little boy, and he is my one and only priority.
The universe felt otherwise, sending me—actually, my son’s soccer ball—hurdling toward a stunningly handsome, perfect man, who said all the right things. He made it hard to ignore how much I missed romance.
In the past, when I met a man, they ran as soon as they heard I was a widow with a child. Not this guy. No, he fell in love with my son, and in turn my son fell in love with him. But, it was hard to believe he felt the same about me. My job was to be the strong one—to protect our hearts from sweet dreams that never lasted.
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Women told me I was a master of romance. They were right. I knew how to sweep a woman off her feet, to make her feel special, and good in all the right places. I wasn’t a saint. I’ve had my share of one-night stands. They served their purpose, giving me a steady diet of romance without the hassle of commitment.
Then one day at the park, a soccer ball came careening toward my head, and my life changed in an instant. I never imagined that true love would come in the form of a five-year-old little boy. And then I got to know his mother: She was strong, independent, drop-dead gorgeous, and someone I desired - I just needed to prove it to her.
She called me Mr. Romeo, and that was fine with me.
Lesson learned: Love always trumps everything.

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About A.M. Madden:

A.M. Madden is a USA Today bestselling published author with Loveswept/Random House as well as Ever After Romance. A.M. is a wife, a mother, an avid reader of romance novels, and now an author. “It’s all about the HEA.” A.M. Madden is the author of the popular Back-Up Series, as well as several other contemporary romances. She is also a published author with Loveswept/Random House. Her debut novel was Back-up, the first in The Back-Up Series. In Back-Up, A.M.’s main character Jack Lair caused readers to swoon. They call themselves #LairLovers, and have been faithful supporters to Jack, as well to the rest of his band, Devil’s Lair. A.M. truly believes that true love knows no bounds. In her books, she aspires to create fun, sexy, realistic romances that will stay with you after the last page has been turned. She strives to create characters that the reader can relate to and feel as if they know personally. A self-proclaimed hopeless romantic, she loves getting lost in a good book. She also uses every free moment of her time writing, while spending quality time with her three handsome men. A.M. is a Gemini and an Italian Jersey girl, but despite her Zodiac sign, nationality, or home state, she is very easy going. She loves the beach, loves to laugh, and loves the idea of love.
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About Joanne Schwehm:

Joanne is a mother and wife and loves spending time with her family. She’s an avid sports watcher and enjoys the occasional round of golf. Joanne loves to write and read romance. She believes everyone should have romance in their lives and hopes her books bring joy and happiness to readers who enjoy modern day fairy tales and breathless moments. She is an independent romance author and has written several contemporary romance novels, including The Prescott Series, Ryker, A Heart’s Forgiveness, The Critic and The Chance series. Joanne looks forward to sharing more love stories in her future novels.

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