Thursday, January 19, 2017

Empires & Kings by A.C. Bextor

Title: Empires and Kings
Author: A.C. Bextor
Genre: Dark Romance/Mafia
Release Date: January 16, 2017
I was known only as the traitor’s daughter.
When I was five years old, my father was tortured, branded with the letter “Z,” then left for dead. The grueling punishment for his crime was a reminder to all others who dared threaten the Russian’s reign.
I was the young girl left behind. A living piece of the traitorous puzzle the Russian leader tried so diligently to ignore.
Until I grew up. No longer could he deny how much my existence had always been intertwined with his. And in order to survive the life I was thrown into, I was forced to learn my place inside of it.
Vlad Zalesky was a tyrant to the lost.
I hated him.
He was a terror of mass destruction.
I was afraid of him.
He was a tormentor of the weak.
But not far beneath the venomous man’s outward indifference was something else.
Vlad Zalesky carried secrets of unrestrained burden. He carried them like cruel blades. I wanted to know those secrets.
And because of my decisions, someone in our family had to pay.
“5 Jaw Dropping Stars! Wow!!!! AC Bextor just punched me in the heart with so many different emotions; Sadness, anger, hurt, laughter, kindness, love, meaning of family, and REVENGE!!!!” ~5 Star Goodreads Review by Tammy
“HOLY CHRIST ON A CRACKER was this book GOOD…” ~Between the Bookends
“A.C. Bextor has took this story to the darkest places imaginable and left me wanting more. Every single tear, every drop of blood shed, every embrace, every moment, I loved it.” ~5 Star Goodreads Review by Julie
She said my name. She said it as a woman, not a child. No longer am I the monster Vee I once was, but a man she came here to find.
If Klara were to attempt an escape, I wouldn’t let her. I couldn’t. A woman as beautiful as she is, as smart and perceptive, must have already come to this foregone conclusion.
The moment she willingly stepped foot inside this cabin, Klara became the helpless prey to my animalistic desire.
The startled lamb caught in the ravenous lion’s den.
The heuristic angel imprisoned within the arms of the demoralizing devil.
She’ll no longer be a young woman, lost amidst a carnal world of men who look at her as they do, want her as they desire. No one will ever touch her as long as she’s in my bed. For as long as this is to last, she’ll only ever submit to me. The power in this knowledge is my undoing.
“Vlad,” she whispers again, her voice tense and shaky.
Ignoring what could be her second thoughts, my hand trails down her thigh. With the hem of her dress within my reach, I pull it up and slide my fingers beneath it. She gasps, her eyes widening in surprise as I push the material aside, aiming for the soft flesh.
“You do this to me,” I seethe, thrusting myself against her and closing my eyes to maintain control.
Prying apart her thighs, I fist the scrap of material between them and viciously yank it from her body. Klara cries out, her neck arching, and her eyes slamming shut.
“This is what you came here for,” I taunt, roughly covering her sex before thrusting a single finger inside. Her body pulsates upon invasion and this time she doesn’t gasp—she sighs.
“Vlad,” she whispers.
Reaching through the tight space between us, Klara slides her hands down my stomach until finding purchase on my aching cock, her caress so light I jolt in place.
The feel of her touch is nearly painful
The faint mist of her breath on my lips begs for me to taste her.
The familiar scent of lilacs once again ruins all my resolve.
Covering her mouth with my own, I swallow her sharp moan and thrust myself farther into her small hand, forcing her to touch all of me.
“Spread your legs,” I instruct, reveling in the inexperience of her play.
Once again my name crosses her lips. This time she says it as she never has before—with the passion of a woman thirsting for gratification.
“Offer yourself to me, Klara.”
Klara does as I’ve asked. Without hesitating, she positions me at her entrance. In one long and furious drive, I push forward, finding purchase inside her warm, tight, wet center.
Biting down, she clenches her teeth and gasps for air. Her neck arches, unintentionally ripping her mouth from mine.
“Look at me,” I clip, pulling out of her only to slide back in with more force than before.
When she doesn’t do as I’ve told her, I reach up to gather a handful of hair. Before unintentionally causing her pain, I stop and take in a needed breath.
My voice softens as I direct, “My beautiful girl, give me your eyes.”
Klara drops her chin where her face stills below mine. Our eyes meet. Our breaths mix together. Our bodies rouse in sync. Finally, all the answers to all the questions I’ve ever asked about Klara are answered.
I was meant to have her.
AC Bextor lives in a small town in the Midwest. When she's not writing she can be found reading or watching her favorite sports teams. She enjoys spending time outside fishing, swimming, or camping.
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Egomaniac by Vi Keeland


The night I met Drew Jagger, he’d just broken into my new Park Avenue office.
I dialed 9-1- 1 before proceeding to attack him with my fancy new Krav Maga
skills.
He quickly restrained me, then chuckled, finding my attempted assault amusing.

Of course, my intruder had to be arrogant.
Only, turned out, he wasn’t an intruder at all.

Drew was the rightful occupant of my new office. He’d been on vacation while
his posh space was renovated.
Which was how a scammer got away with leasing me office space that wasn’t
really available for rent.
I was swindled out of ten grand.

The next day, after hours at the police station, Drew took pity on me and made
me an offer I couldn’t refuse. In exchange for answering his phones while his
secretary was out, he’d let me stay until I found a new place. I probably should have acted grateful and kept my mouth shut when I overheard the advice he was spewing to his clients. But I couldn’t help giving him a piece of my mind.

I never expected my body to react every time we argued. Especially when that
was all we seemed to be able to do.

The two of us were complete opposites. Drew was a bitter, angry, gorgeous-as-
all-hell, destroyer of relationships. And my job was to help people save their
marriages.

The only thing the two of us had in common was the space we were sharing.
And an attraction that was getting harder to deny by the day.


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Woah. That book was amazing. Egomaniac is sweet and funny and HOT. Holy smokes it was hot. Egomaniac follows the lives of Drew Jagger and Emerie Rose. Complete opposites but just like the old saying goes "opposites attract", and boy do they ever.

Emerie Rose recently uprooted her life in Oklahoma to start a new venture in NYC. She has big plans of opening her own office that will allow for face to face meetings with her clients instead of just video calls. You can take the girl out of Oklahoma but you can't take the Oklahoma out of the girl. Emerie gets swindled and doesn't even see it coming.

Enter Drew Jagger. Top divorce attorney who doesn't believe in happy endings unless they come in the form of a woman on her back, or her knees, or on all fours. Drew is having his office renovated so he went on a two week vacation; only to come back to a squatter using his office like it's her own personal space. Problem is, this girl is a spit fire and sexy as sin in his eyes. Drew might have a huge ego but he isn't an asshole.

I loved the back and forth between Drew and Emerie. I loved seeing everything blossom but still having a little drama. Drew Jagger will make your heart do that fast pitter patter because he is one heck of a guy. He's just overall a great man.

There were a couple twists and turns in here that I didn't see coming but they made this book that much more well rounded and I loved it. It gave me everything I want in a book; romance, humor, drama, hot moments, and most of all swoon worthy moments.

I promise you, you will fall in love with this book. Then if you're like me and have never read a Vi Keeland book before, you will instantly go to Amazon and one-click another Vi Keeland book and start it immediately. I love her writing style and the way she brings characters to life is spot on. She has cemented her place in my "Instant one-click" category. I will read every book from her and I know I will love them all.





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Big Shot by Carly Phillips and Erika Wilde

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Big Shot, a sexy new standalone from Carly Phillips & Erika Wilde is now live!!!

Fall in love with your next Book Boyfriend . . .
Wes Sinclair is a notorious heart-breaker, a hot as sin bad boy with a panty-dropping smile no woman can resist. Except for his best friend's little sister and business adversary, Natalie Prescott, who seems immune to his flirtatious charms. While she's become a permanent fixture in his dirtiest, most scandalous fantasies, she wants nothing to do with him, or his seductive promises. Challenge accepted. His goal? To bring her to her knees, make her beg, and show her just how good being bad can be.

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Wednesday, January 18, 2017

Release Blitz : To Have It All by B.N. Toler

 
Title: To Have It All
Author: B.N. Toler
Release Date: Jan 18, 2017
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Rock bottom.

Liam had set up shop there.

After an accident left him injured and unable to work, it wasn’t long before he ended up on the street with his dreams in the gutter.

This was it.

This was his life.

Until the day he met Max Porter—a man who appeared to have it all. They didn’t meet so much as made eye contact as Max sneered at Liam, the bum occupying precious space on the sullied New York City street.

When Max stepped into oncoming traffic, a lesser man might’ve let him. But Liam risked his life to save Max only to be left to die without a second thought.

When Liam woke up days later, he wasn’t himself…at least he wasn’t in his body.

He was in Max’s.

And with Liam’s body on life support, there was only one logical conclusion: Max was trapped in Liam’s comatose body.

Somehow the twisted hands of fate had given Liam a second chance; a chance to have it all. But with all the perks of Max’s life also came his problems. Finding balance in his new identity was challenged more so once Liam fell for Waverly, Max’s beautiful ex.

Could Liam live out his life as another man or would he pull the plug and let fate decide?

Would he lose his chance at true love?

Would he lose the chance to have it all?
 
 
 
Scooting up, his body was gloved to mine, his mouth to my ear as he reached around me and pulled my left hand, placing it over the shifter, then he took my right hand and settled it over the throttle. “Think of this like a dance,” he instructed me, his voice husky. “Dance involves steps, coordination, knowing your partner. This isn’t much different.”

“Says you,” I griped. “This is hardly a dance partner. This is a death trap that could kill us.”

He chuckled, the sound low and deep, making my core clench. “You’re sitting on over five-hundred pounds of machinery here. Think about how much time and effort went into building this; the way someone had to know this bike so intricately to put it all together and make it move.”

“Just because they knew it doesn’t mean I do.” I appreciated the intricacy of the bike, but appreciating and driving it were very different things.

“I just mean there’s power here. You can make these 500 pounds of metal move if you want it to, if you trust yourself enough.”

He left my hands and softly ran his fingers up my arms to my shoulders. “It lives and moves so long as you let it, so long as you lead it, just like a good dance partner. Don’t think about the moves you need to make . . . feel them. Let the bike tell you when it’s time to shift.”

His fingers glided down my sides until they took a firm hold of my waist causing my breath to hitch as my back arched slightly. “It’s give and release, Waverly,” he went on, his voice deep and gravely. “You have to feel when it’s time to give and when it’s time to let go.”

Darting my tongue out, I wet my dry lips. How did he make shifting gears sound so hot? How in the heck was I supposed to manage this machine with Liam murmuring sexual innuendo in my ear? I wished I could somehow turn around and take him on the bike.

“You know, this would be an epic opening to a porn flick,” I announced causing him to burst into laughter.

“I hadn’t thought of that.” His body shook as he continued to laugh.

“I guess your mind isn’t as dirty as mine.” I shrugged.

“I guess not. What would the film title be?” he queried.

I twisted my mouth in thought. In my sexiest voice, I twisted my neck so he could see me as I pouted my mouth, “Shifting the Panhead. When good girls learn to ride.”

He choked he was laughing so hard. When he could form words again, he coughed out, “That does sound pretty dirty when you say it like that.”

“Anything can sound dirty when you say it the right way,” I quipped. “Sky,” I moaned. “Concrete,” I continued.

“Okay, okay,” he begged before clearing his throat. “Stop stalling your lesson with your dirty mind and your defiling of perfectly unperverted words.”

I wiggled my ass again. “You love how I defiled the word concrete. Admit it.”

“You keep shimmying your ass like that, this lesson is going to have to end while I go jump in the water.”
 
 
 
 
BN Toler lives in Virginia. When she's not reading and writing, she's thinking about reading and writing. Before she became a self-proclaimed writer, she worked as a real estate agent and as an orthodontic technician. **She will notice your teeth before your eyes or hair or anything.**

She enjoys shopping (way too much) and is on a first name basis with several employees at the local Target in her town.

She loves music,(bluegrass, country, 80's, actually she loves most music ~her favorite song is American Pie by Don McLean and she worships anything that is Elvis and Johnny Cash and Eric Church) dancing, (even though she sucks at it)reading, writing, eating (too much) sleeping late, (which she rarely gets to do) and laughing. If you can make her laugh, she will love you forever.

Random and insignificant facts:

She is addicted to Coca Cola
She hates onions
She loves thunderstorms
She wants to have Karen Marie Moning's babies
She curses....a lot...like way too much
She's immensely afraid of snakes
She fangirls over M.Pierce
She HATES reality television
She loves books and movies that make her cry
She cries over anything remotely sad
She LOVES Jack Daniels and Ginger Ale. (too much)
She hopes she hasn't bored you to death.