Book Title:I Run to You
Author:Jennifer Sivec
Genre: Women’s Fiction
Release Date: July 2, 2014
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SYNOPSIS

Alyssa Bennet had been living life on autopilot, never taking chances or the time to figure out what she wanted in life. A broken family and lonely childhood had failed to show her the true meaning and depth of what love can be.

But all that changes on her 25th birthday.

Alyssa suddenly realizes that it’s up to her to take charge and choose the direction of her life.

Landon Daniels, Alyssa’s best guy friend is always there for her whenever she needs him. But when life takes a drastic turn with an unexpected diagnosis, her relationship and feelings for Landon become too complicated to face. Alyssa is forced to rely heavily on the only two people she’s ever been able to trust, her best friend Anna and her beloved Nona. As they always have, they help Alyssa sort through the mess that has become her life.

At her time of deepest despair, Alyssa finally begins to learn what true love really means. But her old feelings of inadequacy quickly creep back into her life making her doubt she can ever have happiness.

Will Alyssa be strong enough to face her fears and run toward the only man she’s ever loved, or will she destroy her chance completely?

EXCERPT

Sharing Milk and a Life

I knew that I was so screwed, both literally and figuratively, the second we both realized the condom had fallen off.

Not only was I mortified but I was also grossed out. I mean, really grossed out. It wasn’t as though we got to do it all that often, and when we did, this happened.

I really felt the situation I was in was pretty shocking, especially since it was before 8am and I barely had time to shake the sleep off before I realized he was on top of me, which I thought I might like at first. Then realized that it was Tom and sex with him was usually awkward and not fun at all. I didn’t even know why I was here, with him, still. He wasn’t exactly the guys of my dreams, but that’s what happens when you become too comfortable with your life and stop desiring more. The first guy to call you “honey” becomes your boyfriend, whether that was the initial plan or not. The relationship just kind of happens and then you wake up and realize that it’s been half a decade and you are still together.

At least that’s what happened with us.

We were an odd couple, but still by most people’s definition, a couple. He was crabby and grumpy, and I was happy and optimistic, and we didn’t really fit together at all. We just existed together for reasons I, nor anyone else could understand but for the time being it worked and nobody really scrutinized it too closely.

I knew the second we realized the condom had fallen off that things just weren’t going to end well. Tom looked at me, his light brown eyes wide, and said, “Oh, shit!” as he backed up from the condom like it was a snake about to bite him in the nuts.

Really? That’s all he’s going to say to me about it? Oh, shit!?

Well, Happy freaking 25th birthday to me!

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I knew I didn’t have anyone to blame but myself about staying with Tom, in a passionless, loveless relationship. I was young and maybe even a bit lazy, inand out of college when I could afford it. I was completely lost in my life with no idea how to find myself but then again, it’s not as though I was making much of an effort. I was tired of waiting tables, but I didn’t really know how to do anything else. Besides, it was good money and I didn’t have a lot of options.

There was nothing I could do about the mishap at the moment. I went downstairs without even bothering to say anything to Tom. He rolled over and was already snoring away, so I went into the kitchen and made some coffee and poured myself a bowl of cereal. I tried to pet our grey cat, Willow, who had just jumped on the counter to watch the coffee brew but he scurried away from me just out of arm’s length. He stared at me with an air of disdain while he licked his paws. I hated cats. I especially hated this selfish fat cat. He didn’t want anything to do with me unless I was feeding him. Brat!

But now, all I could think about was that stupid broken disgusting condom.

My phone buzzed.

“Happy birthday, my lovely. Party tonight. XO Anna” Anna was texting me first thing in the morning, like she usually did.

My Bestie since the first grade, Anna always remembered my birthday, usually before anyone else. I couldn’t wait to tell her what happened, but I didn’t want to do it in a text conversation. I wanted to tell her in person.

“Wait till I tell you what happened first thing this morning.”

I knew she would be shocked when I told her that Tom climbed on me, since he hadn’t done so in months. But she didn’t respond which was just as well because I didn’t really want to have a text conversation about it anyway. She was working, trying to be a responsible adult, unlike myself so she didn’t have time for my drama, even if it was my birthday.

It was 9 o’clock AM on my birthday and already, I felt depressed. My birthday usually made me feel depressed, but not this early. It typically hit by noon, but thanks to the morning mishap, it was creeping up on me a lot sooner.

It struck me that I hoped he didn’t think the morning’s disaster was my birthday present, which I could completely see! An overwhelming feeling of disdain for Tom his stupid grey cat came over me before I could help myself and I started reflecting about our relationship, as I often did when I wasn’t happy. Tom wasn’t very nice to me. He was typically harsh and condescending, and lacked a filter, no matter where he was or who as around. Whatever he was thinking, just flew out of his mouth. The other morning when he realized I forgot to buy milk he snarled at me, “What that fuck were you thinking Lys? How am I supposed to eat my damn cereal now?”

I cringed when it happened, but I realized that it was a typical scenario. It didn’t seem to matter if it was milk, laundry, what I made for dinner, or what I wore to the bar, Tom just wasn’t pleased about something. Whether it was my birthday or a random Thursday, I often wondered why we were still together, sharing cartons of milk and a life.

And now this condom incident.

My face started to get hot and I realized that I was freaking out over the thought of it. I had always been so careful with my birth control, no matter who the guy was, or how many times I slept with him!

I didn’t want to have a baby, ever. A messy, loud, time-sucking expensive baby. I always told everyone that I never wanted to have a baby. Babies were dirty and they spit up and shit everywhere. Every parent I knew was exhausted. They never slept and said their children took up every second of your time. They attempted to sound happy about it. But you could tell from the bags under their eyes and copious amounts of caffeine they needed to function, that it wasn’t as magical as they tried to make it seem. Babies were but, but was it worth the sacrifice of having sagging boobs, getting fat, and having stretched out lady parts? I had to admit that there were a few babies that were adorable, but the majority of them just had big heads, weird hair, and looked like aliens. The thought of that big head pushing itself out of a very sensitive area of the body made me want to vomit. I decided before I ever lost my virginity to Bobby Baughman, that I had no desire to ever have one of those things popping out of my body.

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I’ve been writing for as long as I can remember; journals, poems, and short stories. I always wanted to write a novel and started several over the years, but for some reason I could never see them through to the end. Until Eva came along.

I was abandoned as a child, at about the age of 2 or 3 which I strangely never gave a lot of thought to. Then I became a mother. When my youngest child was about 2, I watched him sleeping one night as I often did. But this night, I was gripped by this heart-wrenching realization that he was about the age that I was when my parents left me. Something stirred inside of me, and eventually Eva was born. “Leaving Eva” began as a story of a girl who was heartlessly abandoned, and then her story took on a life of its own. It was no longer the story that I began, and it became something else entirely.

I am happy to have finally gotten in touch with my inner Author. She’s always been there lying dormant inside of me, reflecting in other parts of my life. But now she is awake and alive, shining through me every day.

I am very fortunate to have a wonderful supportive husband, two beautiful children, and an incredible family. I have a career that is rewarding and challenging and I get to work with amazing, funny, talented people every day.

Writing has been an escape, a refuge, and an outlet for me. I feel so lucky to get to channel my energy and my creativity through my writing.

I hope that my readers will continue to stay with me through my journey as I grown and evolve. I am so grateful for the support I’ve received and the amazing people that I’ve encountered along the way!

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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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Most people daydream about great things, in this case, I’m dreaming about taking care of something that that has haunted me for the longest time, and I’m finally able to right a wrong and even the score. This one is for her.

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Felicia Lynn is a transplanted Florida girl, born and raised, who lives just north of Atlanta, GA with her husband, daughter, dog and cat. 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. She is currently working on her second novel, titled Love’s Learning Curve.

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Chris Bell is a North Carolina boy through and through. He is a graduate of North Carolina State University and still resides in Raleigh, NC today. He is the father of two adorable girls and an amazing husband. Chis is a professional poker player and with amazing courage has ventured into the world of writing. His suspense/mystery story, The List, will keep you on the edge of your seat from cover to cover.

When Chris is not playing in poker tournaments or writing, he is likely spending quality time with his family or watching sports with his friends. He is an avid lover of all things sports related. Chris also enjoys reading and traveling in his spare time. In the next few months he’ll be starting his second novel in the series to be published late this summer.

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Title: Life After Taylah

Author: Bella Jewel

Release Date: May 26, 2014

Blurb

My mother’s name is Taylah, and once, a very long time ago, she was my best friend – she was everything I wanted to be.

Until the night she disappeared.

Ten years on and my life, my families lives and the world around us has never been the same again.
How can it be when you are left not knowing?

No leads. No connections. Nothing. Just pure emptiness.

My dancing is the only way I can separate myself from the pain that lies in my home, in my father’s eyes and in my brother’s spirit. They need me and I’ll fight with everything I am to be there for them, but who will be there for me?

Then I meet Nate.

Champion Motocross racer and everything my father doesn’t want for me. He’s forbidden, he’s beautiful, and he’s carrying a bundle of his own secrets.

When I step into his world, there is no turning back.

He will consume me.

He will teach me how to breathe again.

He will put a tiny piece of my broken heart, back together.

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Bella Jewel is an Aussie girl through and through. She spent her life in Western Australia, growing up in many different areas of the state. She now currently lives in Perth with her husband, children and mass amounts of pets. She’s crazy, fun, outgoing and friendly. Writing is her passion, she started at the young age of 18 but finally got the courage up to publish, and her first novel Hell’s Knights was released in August 2013.

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Sequel to The Devil’s Trill Sonata

Although their relationship has been repaired since the disaster that was Cambridge, Darren has not. His depression has worsened over the years until it is no longer an option to watch the illness play out its patterns. Treatment is a must.

Treatment is also a difficult disaster. When the second attempt at medication goes as badly wrong as the first, and Darren is forced through a rapid deterioration of mood swings, insomnia, nausea and increasingly dangerous thought patterns, his partner Jayden begins to fear that the only end to this disease will also be the end of Darren himself.

Apart from a single glimmer of hope: when Darren’s best friend asks Darren to play at his wedding, Darren begins to slowly return to the half-forgotten piano. As he slowly sinks back into the music that he deserted seven years earlier, the shadows — finally — begin to fade.

EXCERPT

It was like suffocation.

It was like … like Darren was fifteen again, and drugged up to the eyeballs in a hospital bed after being stabbed, with the world drunkenly drifting without him and even the slightest movement resulting in a dizzying whirl around his eyes. Like his brain had been scooped out of his head, wrapped in cotton wool, and put back in to ensure that nothing — nothing — would get through. An insulating layer, to keep him in and the universe out.

It was far worse than any of his bad days had ever been, because not only was nothing getting through, Darren felt though he were actively sliding away. He slept purely to avoid the feeling of slipping, the feeling that when he lay in bed, his consciousness was slowly working its way loose of his body. A balloon on a fraying tether. What happened when it freed itself?

He was paralysed with the fear of that coming loose effect, the terror drowning the rational part of him that said there was no such thing as a soul and no way that he could actually float out of his own skin. Rationality had no place at the table. He was afraid, afraid of the numbness and the distance and the deadening of every sense he had, and he was furious with himself for being afraid at all.

At least, he was in the academic sense. In the pure, raw, emotional sense … he wasn’t even irritated. He was nothing at all. The cotton wool — the fluoxetine — crowded out even feeling, until there was nothing but a void in his head. Darren would have hated it if he’d been capable of dredging up the feeling at all. Perhaps that was the trick of it. How were you meant to feel sad, if you couldn’t feel at all?

But that, to Darren, was even worse. This was an episode, but at an extreme, like he’d succeeded and was an inch from death and simply waiting now, and he was terrified. Trapped in himself, he was absolutely terrified. This was unabating, with no come-and-go like the usual shadows. This was a blacked-out room, with no doors and windows and no way of creating light.

And he was trapped here too. Between Jayden and the doctor, he couldn’t stop taking the pills, couldn’t shake off the cloying decay, couldn’t punch through it, physically or otherwise. He was too exhausted to box, and when he tried, nothing happened. He was being smothered in clingfilm, and there was nothing that could be done to break through it, no way out. There were nights he lay awake just trying to breathe, just trying to feel the way his lungs expanded and collapsed, and had to assume he breathed because he hadn’t died. Nights he wanted to scream just to get some of the air in his lungs out, to get sound out, to get out.

This was worse. This was so much worse than the bad days, and he wanted to lash out, to break through it, to something, to … to die, even, if that would let him out. To die, if it would break the film that had settled over him.

When the saucer smashed on the kitchen floor, Darren snapped.

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About Matthew J. Metzger

Matthew is the front for a twenty-three-year-old British author currently living and working in the Bristol area. Matthew primarily writes romance and young adult novels, with a tendency towards intense topics and a writing style favouring the gritty, messy and imperfect parts of modern life. Although Matthew writes LGBT fiction, he rarely writes about issues that are exclusive to LGBT people – instead, Matthew’s characters are usually incidentally gay and dealing with issues common to people of any sexuality.

 Matthew entered the industry with debut novel Our Last Summer in January 2013, and has published five novels to date, with a sixth scheduled for publication later this year with Breathless Press. He has so far written primarily gay and bisexual main characters, although upcoming projects are steadily branching out into the other letters in the alphabet soup.

Outside of writing, Matthew works full-time as a data analyst and – when not working either job – likes to pretend he has the money to travel, see the world, and send home a lot of tacky postcards about it. Sometimes he takes a break from daydreaming, writing and number-crunching to socialise, but social situations are terrifying, so that’s not very often.

 Matthew is most active at his Facebook and Twitter accounts and maintains a WordPress blog for the more detailed updates, including snippets, excerpts, manuscript outlines, and (of course) publication news. He can also be contacted at mattmetzger@hotmail.co.uk, although he is admittedly somewhat flaky at remembering email is a thing.

Book Title: Wicked Nights
Author: Lexie Davis
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: May 30, 2014
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SYNOPSIS

Can a rule-breaking biker and a straight-laced lawyer find true love?

When criminal defense attorney, Addison Pierce, has bullets flying at her head, the only person she can turn to is Mason Vaughn, President of the Wicked Angels Motorcycle Club. As her client, he vowed to protect her from any repercussions of taking on his case. However, as much as Addison needs protection from Mason’s known enemies, she doesn’t need a complication like Mason in her life.

As she delves into the world of motorcycle clubs, she struggles with the ethics of her professional relationship with Mason turning into a more personal one. Mason’s world includes motorcycles, sex and the ever-present, law-defying anarchy known within his club. Addison stands against most of Mason’s tactics for keeping her safe, but starts to question her own feelings for him.
Can a biker and a lawyer find true love amongst the chaos found in this rebellious world?

MEET THE AUTHOR

Lexie’s love for writing began when she wrote her first play in fourth grade. With a big imagination and love for creating worlds, she wrote several more scripts that have placed first in contests. She loves to read but didn’t pick up a romance novel until high school and fell in love with the genre. Now she writes steamy stories, with heartfelt characters, letting her imagination take her wherever it may go.

EXCERPT

“You look rattled.”

She shook her head. “He gets under my skin. Ever since the…” She stopped, realizing all attention was on her. “Never mind. What do you need?”

“I was going to start fixing this place up. I wanted to see if it was okay with you.” Mason glanced toward the building.

“Yeah, it’s fine.” She saw her assistant’s car pull in to the parking lot and breathed a sigh of relief. “Only on a few conditions.”

Mason chuckled. “Okay.”

“Stay away from the Skulls and stay away from McNally.”

His lips tilted up in a grin. “I don’t make promises I can’t keep.”

“I mean it. If I have to stop everything to bail you out of jail, I’m going to be pissed.”

He licked his lips. “Then I’ll promise to stay out of jail.”

“Leave McNally alone.” She didn’t like the look on his face when he questioned her about him. Mason had a way of fixing things. She didn’t need a hurt officer linked to her as well.

“Tell me something.” Mason put his back to his goons and faced her. “Does he have the hots for you?”

Addison glanced toward her assistant and wished Ashley would pick up the pace some. “You need to stay away from him. He does not like the MC and now that I’m involved, who knows.”

“I’m not worried about that little shithead. You shouldn’t be either. I’m protecting you. You’re mine.”

Ashley’s eyes widened and Addison grabbed Mason’s arm, dragging him out of earshot. “You are not with me. I’m not yours, no matter what happened between us. I’ve told you that it will not happen again.”

The grin returned and she damn near melted into a puddle of goo. He leaned down so his mouth hovered inches from hers. He smelled so good, Addison had to force herself to remain upright. She knew he could make women drop on their backs and spread their legs with the mere thought of his mouth or his cock, but she didn’t need that. He’d scratched the itch. Now she needed to break free and get back to her regular life.

“You say that like you mean it, but I’m not completely convinced.”

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Book Title: The Seduction
Author: Roxy Sloane
Genre: Erotic Romance
Release Date: May 29, 2014
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SYNOPSIS

THE SEDUCTION
All women look the same on their knees with their lips wrapped around my cock.

You like to think you’re different, special somehow. But trust me, I’ll have you wet and begging for it before you can think of all those bullshit, good girl reasons why not.

I’m your darkest secret. Your dirtiest fantasy.

Who am I?

The Seducer.

And I’ve never lost a case.

Until her. Keely Fawes. My mysterious new target.

Someone wants to destroy her — and I’m their weapon of choice.

Her secrets could be my undoing. Her innocence will ruin me.

But I don’t care.

I’m going to show her how fucking good it feels to be bad. She’ll come screaming my name if it’s the last thing I do.

***Part 1 of a filthy, seductive new serial***

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Romance junkie, mom, and legal eagle. I’ve got a dirty mind and I’m not afraid to use it.

EXCERPT

“We meet again.”

I stop dead, staring in shock. For a moment, I wonder if I’ve lost my mind completely and have conjured him up out of my imagination. But no, the gorgeous man from the store is sitting in Carter’s empty office, watching me with a smile.

“Do you want to come in?” he asks, looking amused.

“Uh, sure,” I stutter, quickly darting into the room. My heart races being near him again. He’s all I’ve thought about for the last twenty-four hours, and now I can’t resist sneaking a look to drink him in again.

God, he looks good. He’s wearing another smart suit, a crisp white shirt open at his neck, contrasting with the deep gold of his tan. There’s bronzed stubble along his jaw, and his blonde hair is ruffled out of place — contrasting his impeccable attire.

A man of contradictions: smooth and rough all at once. A man who likes control — and wouldn’t be gentle about it.

“I didn’t introduce myself,” the stranger says, his voice a low, sexy drawl. “I’m Vaughn.”

“Keely.” I feel my cheeks burn. He casually unfolds himself from his chair and crosses the room in two short strides, hand outstretched.

I have no choice but to take it. His large fingers close around mine, warm and rough to the touch. I feel a shock as our hands meet, and look up to find his blue eyes staring intently into mine.

Deep blue, like a sapphire, or maybe like a summer’s ocean – oh God, I’m thinking like a middle schooler just looking at him.

“You’re blushing,” he murmurs.

“I rushed to get here,” I lie. I start to pull my hand away, but he holds tight. His thumb strokes softly over my palm, a shockingly intimate gesture that sends a wave of desire coursing through my body.

“You look sexy, all flustered like that,” he tells me, those blue eyes flashing with wickedness. “Like someone just fucked your brains out.”

I gasp, snatching my hand away. How does he say these things? Just hearing such brazen words, my nipples feel tight, and I’m damp between my thighs. Who talks like this? And why do I like it?

“What makes you think you can talk to me like that?” I turn away. “I wonder where Carter is,” I say, looking around. There’s no sign of him — or his assistant. Which can mean only one thing. “You’ll have to make another appointment,” I say over my shoulder.

I go to the door, eager to put safe distance between us.

“Why can’t you take the meeting?” Vaughn’s voice stops me.

“I’m not a lawyer.”

“You don’t want to be alone with me.” He watches me, not taking his eyes off me for a second.

I squirm under his gaze. “I’m not qualified. I don’t even know your case…”

“It’s just a simple incorporation,” Vaughn dismisses my protests. “Unless you want me to tell your boss how you said I had to leave.”

“I didn’t say that.”

“You meant it, though.” Vaughn strolls closer, looking at me with a glint of challenge in his eyes. “What do you say, Keely? Or are you worried spending five minutes with me will make you drop your panties and spread those gorgeous legs for me?”

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Book Title: The Seduction
Author: Roxy Sloane
Genre: Erotic Romance
Release Date: May 29, 2014
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SYNOPSIS

THE SEDUCTION
All women look the same on their knees with their lips wrapped around my cock.

You like to think you’re different, special somehow. But trust me, I’ll have you wet and begging for it before you can think of all those bullshit, good girl reasons why not.

I’m your darkest secret. Your dirtiest fantasy.

Who am I?

The Seducer.

And I’ve never lost a case.

Until her. Keely Fawes. My mysterious new target.

Someone wants to destroy her — and I’m their weapon of choice.

Her secrets could be my undoing. Her innocence will ruin me.

But I don’t care.

I’m going to show her how fucking good it feels to be bad. She’ll come screaming my name if it’s the last thing I do.

***Part 1 of a filthy, seductive new serial***

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Romance junkie, mom, and legal eagle. I’ve got a dirty mind and I’m not afraid to use it.

EXCERPT

“We meet again.”

I stop dead, staring in shock. For a moment, I wonder if I’ve lost my mind completely and have conjured him up out of my imagination. But no, the gorgeous man from the store is sitting in Carter’s empty office, watching me with a smile.

“Do you want to come in?” he asks, looking amused.

“Uh, sure,” I stutter, quickly darting into the room. My heart races being near him again. He’s all I’ve thought about for the last twenty-four hours, and now I can’t resist sneaking a look to drink him in again.

God, he looks good. He’s wearing another smart suit, a crisp white shirt open at his neck, contrasting with the deep gold of his tan. There’s bronzed stubble along his jaw, and his blonde hair is ruffled out of place — contrasting his impeccable attire.

A man of contradictions: smooth and rough all at once. A man who likes control — and wouldn’t be gentle about it.

“I didn’t introduce myself,” the stranger says, his voice a low, sexy drawl. “I’m Vaughn.”

“Keely.” I feel my cheeks burn. He casually unfolds himself from his chair and crosses the room in two short strides, hand outstretched.

I have no choice but to take it. His large fingers close around mine, warm and rough to the touch. I feel a shock as our hands meet, and look up to find his blue eyes staring intently into mine.

Deep blue, like a sapphire, or maybe like a summer’s ocean – oh God, I’m thinking like a middle schooler just looking at him.

“You’re blushing,” he murmurs.

“I rushed to get here,” I lie. I start to pull my hand away, but he holds tight. His thumb strokes softly over my palm, a shockingly intimate gesture that sends a wave of desire coursing through my body.

“You look sexy, all flustered like that,” he tells me, those blue eyes flashing with wickedness. “Like someone just fucked your brains out.”

I gasp, snatching my hand away. How does he say these things? Just hearing such brazen words, my nipples feel tight, and I’m damp between my thighs. Who talks like this? And why do I like it?

“What makes you think you can talk to me like that?” I turn away. “I wonder where Carter is,” I say, looking around. There’s no sign of him — or his assistant. Which can mean only one thing. “You’ll have to make another appointment,” I say over my shoulder.

I go to the door, eager to put safe distance between us.

“Why can’t you take the meeting?” Vaughn’s voice stops me.

“I’m not a lawyer.”

“You don’t want to be alone with me.” He watches me, not taking his eyes off me for a second.

I squirm under his gaze. “I’m not qualified. I don’t even know your case…”

“It’s just a simple incorporation,” Vaughn dismisses my protests. “Unless you want me to tell your boss how you said I had to leave.”

“I didn’t say that.”

“You meant it, though.” Vaughn strolls closer, looking at me with a glint of challenge in his eyes. “What do you say, Keely? Or are you worried spending five minutes with me will make you drop your panties and spread those gorgeous legs for me?”

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Unforgivable Sin (#2 Escort Series)

Synopsis

In book two of The Escort Series, Troy Thompson and Emilie Watson are finally admitting their feelings and thinking about giving a relationship a try.

What happens, though, when being an escort in Sin City isn’t the only problem to worry about when starting a new relationship?

Someone from Troy’s past is back. Carla was the love of his life, his ex-fiancé, and the woman who committed what most consider an unforgivable sin. A sin that forced him to believe he’d never love or trust another woman again.

With Carla doing her best to convince Troy that she’s changed, and showing up to his house with talks of friendship, Emilie is left to wonder if her and Troy’s connection is strong enough to withstand the return of his past.

Is Carla truly back to heal old wounds, and get closure on their relationship? Or is she back to do whatever’s necessary to be the only woman in Troy’s life?

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Living in Sin (#1 Escort Series)

Synopsis

**This story contains graphic sexual content and strong language. Intended for mature audiences only.**

Jace Jamison is every woman’s fantasy. He’s a mysterious businessman willing to sweep you off your feet, a tattooed bad boy from the wrong side of the tracks, and a sexy friend you want to take that next step with. Jace is everything and anything you want him to be. He’s a highly paid escort.

But nobody knows who Jace really is; the man whose dad abandoned him, whose brother was killed, and who had to take care of his mom at a young age. At the age of nineteen, he was living in Sin City, ready for a life away from stress and struggle.

Adrienne has been having a sexual drought since she broke up with her boyfriend. Even then she wasn’t getting fully satisfied. Being an event planner, she’s constantly working at numerous events. Several times she’s seen a man she can only refer to as the God-like creature at her work functions. He’s devastatingly handsome, tall, and has beautiful eyes, but he’s always with a different woman. The last thing she needs is another player in her life.

After a few chance encounters with Jace, her best friend convinces her to just get some good sex out of him and not worry about who she’s seen him with. But what happens when she finds out that he isn’t dating these women because he wants to, but because he’s paid to?

Keeping his job a secret from Adrienne seems easy at first, but when she begins meeting people he knows in his escort life, and they begin getting closer, he knows he has to tell her before someone else does.

When their worlds entwine, and confessions are made, will they be able to work through it? Will she be able to push aside his sins and focus on the good in him? Will Jace get what he’s never had? A woman who wants him despite what he’s done. Or will living in sin cost him what he never knew he wanted?

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