Tuesday, December 31, 2019

Dragon's Burn By: Brooke Warren


Dragon’s Burn
Brooke Warren
(Legion’s Fallen Motorcycle Club #1)
Publication date: December 27th 2019
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Reverse Harem, Romance
High school is over which means summer vacation has officially begun. I just spent the last four years busting my butt making sure I secured a one way ticket out of hicksville and the suffocating small-town life.
To celebrate my impending freedom I attend an end of year party with the same people I can’t wait to escape from. Except this party is different from the rest, there’s someone new.
What starts as a summer fling quickly turns into more. My carefully guarded heart is split wide open. Meeting him sends my life on a detour and threatens to destroy all my future life plans.
He’s not supposed to happen, he’s not part of my plan. He spins my world out of control, like a drug addiction I can’t seem to kick.
Can he escape his obligations with Legion’s Fallen MC or will our love destroy everything I’ve worked so hard to achieve?
This is a medium-burn contemporary reverse harem romance. The build of harem is slow and will be complete by end of series. Anticipated 3-4 books in series.
***This book is intended for those 18+ due to adult content and language.***
EXCERPT:
I sneak up on her, catching the feminine scent of her perfume mixed with a hint of berries, and lean close to her ear. “Looking for me?”
She squeaks and whips around to face me. “Holy shit, you scared me.”
Her hand goes to her chest and she takes a few deep breaths. I take a sip of my drink, which is disgusting at this point, but I need to keep my mouth occupied—drown out the need to taste her.
“You seemed interested in what I was doing.”
“I was not,” she scoffs, taking a step back. The move presses her against the staircase.
Lie.
I follow her, like a string is attached to both of us, pulling us together. The string is thin, something I could break easily to sever this connection, but I don’t. Instead, I take it one step further and rest my forearm near her head and bend down, putting myself at eye level.
“So, then you weren’t watching that other girl grind against me, rubbing her hand over my dick, while imagining it was you instead?”
Her pupils enlarge, eating up the mesmerizing color of her irises. Whether she did it consciously or not, I track the movement of her tongue flicking out to wet her lips. It’d be so easy for me to take that pretty mouth, give her a taste of what her body is craving, even though she’s fighting it. For a brief second, I see the thought cross her face as she wonders if I’m going to kiss her. And in that second, I almost do. I glance up in time to see her friend make her way up the stairs.
I look back at Poppy, who crosses her arms under her breasts, which pushes them higher. I do my best not to stare at them but fail, I can’t help it. They’re practically in my face, taunting me with their perfection. What color are her nipples? How hard could I get them if I sucked on them?
She clears her throat and gives me a pointed look. Oh well. No point in saying sorry, because I’m not.
“I wasn’t staring at you,” she says with husky breathiness.
Lie.
No point in calling her out on it. Indecision is written all over her face. She’s trying hard to convince herself her own lie is real. It heightens my curiosity, which is the exact opposite of what I want to happen. I lick my lips, not meaning to, but she’s fucking sexy, and seriously, that wrinkle between her eyes only adds to it.
“Fine.” I move back a step, creating a hole between us that looked better filled. “You weren’t staring at me like you wanted to fuck me.”
She glances down at the spot I was just inhabiting almost like she wishes I didn’t leave it either, but when she lifts her head back up, I’m met with a fixed determination. “Your narcissism knows no bounds, that’s for sure.”


Author Bio:
Brooke Warren is a new Indie author who lives in Florida with her husband and three dogs. When she is not writing, you can find her reading, playing online video games (World of Warcraft and Fallout are her favs), or getting lost for hours on You Tube and Netflix. Her love for books and over active imagination has inspired her to share the stories stuck in her head.
Thank you so much to all the readers and supporters. Without you, none of this would be possible.

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Friday, December 13, 2019

Last Call By: A.S Kelly

Title: Last Call
Author: A.S. Kelly
Genre: Romantic Comedy/Contemporary
Release Date: December 2, 2019
Allow me to introduce myself.
My name is Niall Kerry. I’m almost forty years old, and I’m drowning in something that begins with ‘S’ – it doesn’t quite seem appropriate to write it down here.
After a lifetime out on a sports field, living as a champion – as someone who never had to ask for anything – I’ve suddenly found myself starting from scratch. I’m living in the middle of nowhere with my parents, I’m jobless, and I have a teenage daughter who hates me. Oh, and I have to try and regain the trust of everyone I know.
It’s not easy to convince people that, deep down, you’re not so bad; that you’re no longer that troublesome kid they once knew.
It’s not easy to work my way into the heart of my favourite headmistress, Jordan. It’s especially difficult when she wants nothing to do with me.
But you know what? I’m not the kind of guy who just sits back and accepts defeat, or who stops at the small print at the bottom of the page. I’m someone who plays right until the final whistle.
And when her heart is on the line, I’m ready to make my strict, sexy headmistress an offer she can’t refuse.
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Tuesday, December 10, 2019

Everything's better with lisa By: Lucy Eden

Title: Everything's Better With Lisa
Series: Everything's Better
Author: Lucy Eden
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: November 25, 2019
Steph's Romance Book Talk -"This story caught me completely off guard in the best way."
The Guide to Romance Novels - "very sweet, fun and romantic STORY that will have you falling in LOVE with Cole and Lisa!"
Goodreads Review - "This is the first book by this author I have read. All I can say is WOW! This book is amazing!"
When I first noticed Lisa Betancourt, she threatened me with a baseball bat.
To be fair, I deserved it. 
But none of that mattered when I found out I had a baby brother—a brother who is now left to my care. Too bad I don’t know the first thing about parenting. If I have any hope of not ruining this poor kid’s life, I need Lisa’s help. She quickly becomes my salvation, my heart. And even though our timing is all wrong, I can’t help but wonder how I can convince her to stay with me—with us—forever. 
Cole Simmons is just my insensitive jerk of a neighbor.
Or, that’s all he used to be. 
Now he’s in completely over his head, taking care of an adorable child that I’m getting way too attached to way too fast. And the scary part? I’m starting to get attached to Cole, too. After my nasty divorce, I was sure I’d never risk falling in love again—but Cole has me questioning my resolve at every turn. Frankly, I’m starting to wonder if Cole isn’t the only one who is in completely over his head.
Neither of them was looking for love or a ready-made family. But what will they do when they realize they’ve stumbled head-long into both?
“Hey neighbor,” Cole’s voice called over my shoulder as I was leaving my house. I looked at my watch. It was 10:15 in the morning. “Why aren’t you at work?” I spun around to see CJ sitting next to him on the stoop working on a red ice pop. He grinned at me with a nearly toothless smile and the bottom half of his face is covered with red drool making him look like a freshly fed, tiny vampire. “Isn’t a little early for that?” I pointed to CJ’s ice pop. “Well, good morning to you too.” He bent down scooping up CJ before descending the stairs to meet me at the sidewalk. “I would be at work today, but a couple days ago, Jaws here got booted from daycare for biting another kid.” I gasped and leaned close to CJ. “You did?” He responded by smiling and almost leaping out of Cole’s arms and into mine. “Hey, no, buddy, don’t— Sorry, he’s covered in popsicle juice.” I clutched CJ and waved him away. “It’s fine. I don’t mind. Do I, cutie?” I blew a raspberry into his neck and he squealed. I couldn’t believe how much I’d missed that little nugget. He smelled like soap and fresh strawberries.
 
Lucy Eden is the nom de plume of a romance-obsessed author who writes the kind of romance she loves to read. She’s a sucker for alphas with a soft gooey center, over the top romantic gestures, strong & smart MCs, humor, love at first sight (or pretty damn close), happily ever afters & of course, dirty & steamy love scenes. 
When Lucy isn’t writing, she’s busy reading—or listening to—every book she can get her hands on— romance or otherwise.
She lives & loves in New York with her husband, two children, a turtle & a Yorkshire Terrier.

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