Monday, May 27, 2013

Dangerously Yours by A.M. Griffin-Scavenger Hunt



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Dangerously Yours by A.M. Griffin
 
Blurb:
The steamy standalone sequel to Dangerously Mine.
 
Kane Epps divides his life into two distinct parts—before the alien invasion and after. Before the invasion, he had a pregnant wife and a high-powered job. After the invasion, he’s left with only himself and his hatred for all things alien. He channels his bitterness by captaining a vessel of renegade humans—space pirates who don’t think twice about taking what they need.
Princess Sa’Mya is on the run. She and a few trusted advisers fled her home planet, only to be captured by the sexy, dangerous Captain Epps. He claims to hate aliens but can’t seem to resist touching her or kissing her…everywhere. As Kane introduces Sa’Mya to ever-increasing, unimaginable realms of pleasure, the princess becomes determined to earn his trust. She’s used to getting what she wants. And this time, what she wants is Kane Epps.
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This space-opera romance contains male/male sex scenes, girl-on-girl action, group sex and some good old-fashioned voyeurism.

Excerpt:
 


It took more than an hour but they finally found a house safe enough to enter without the fear it would crumble around them. Although the modest brownstone leaned precariously on its side, it would do for the night.
Kane entered, kicking the debris out of his way, Anna’s limp hand planted firmly in his. The smell of mildew and decay overrode his senses. The dirt that caked the furniture told of its abandonment. Dust wafted through the air, stirring with each step they took. Her dainty hand that covered her nose and mouth did nothing to keep it from settling in her lungs. Anna coughed as he led her through to the living room.
“Here, sit down. I’m going to check the kitchen for food and bottled water.” He let her go, settling her in front of a loveseat, the only piece of furniture in the room that didn’t look as if it would break apart under her pregnant weight. “Don’t go anywhere.” He didn’t want her exploring before he could make sure the structure was safe.
He propped the two knapsacks next to her. His jangled and clanked as he set it down. Hers made a soft rustling noise. As alien bombs had rained from the sky and life as they knew was no more, he had grabbed supplies and tools needed for survival, while she had wasted precious time taking pictures out of frames and photo albums.
Anna’s warm smile was meant only for him as she eased onto the dirty loveseat, pulling the knapsacks closer to her. “You can't get rid of me that easily.”

He couldn’t help but return her smile. This was why he loved her. Even in this, she still had her sense of humor.
He strode purposely through the double swinging kitchen doors and headed straight to the cabinets. He wanted to let out a frustrated scream as he flung open each one. Empty. Every cabinet he opened, empty. He frantically scanned the room, locking on what he sought.
The pantry.
He made it to the door and swung it open. Empty.
Shit. Shit. Shit.
His knees buckled underneath his weight. He grabbed the doorframe with a shaky grip. Anna needed to eat. She was already too weak to go on.
His mind raced as perspiration formed across his brow.
Calm the fuck down.
He needed to stay in control or they were sure to die.
How long since she last ate? Last night? What about water? This morning? Or was it yesterday morning? Shit.
He gripped the doorframe harder. There was something about the rule of three. What was it? Humans can live for three weeks without food, three days without water and three minutes without air. Past three and you’re dead. What about pregnant women?
Whiz, boom! A high-pitched screeching cut through the air outside.
The house shook and rumbled as it was hit. Kane watched in slow motion as the appliances on the countertop jostled and fell over. Seconds slowly ticked by as a glass coffeepot hit the floor, shattering into a million pieces on impact. A large mixer bowl fell to its side and rolled across the countertop. Kane’s heart stopped.
They’re here.

 
 
Bio:
A. M. Griffin is a wife who rarely cooks, mother of three, dog owner (and sometimes dog owned), a daughter, sister, aunt and friend. She's a hard worker whose two favorite outlets are reading and writing. She enjoys reading everything from mystery novels to historical romances and of course fantasy romance. She is a believer in the unbelievable, open to all possibilities from mermaids in our oceans and seas, angels in the skies and intelligent life forms in distant galaxies.
 
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Thursday, May 23, 2013

GAMBLING ON A SECRET by Sara Walter Ellwood Review & Giveaway

Gambling on A Secret by Sara Walter Ellwood
 

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Gambling On A Secret
By: Sara Walter Ellwood
 
Blurb:
When Charli bets everything on a secret, will she find the deck stacked against her?
Former runaway-turned heiress Charli Monroe is hiding her sordid past and planning a future in Colton, Texas. Attending the local college for a degree in social work, she intends to raise cattle on her newly purchased ranch, which she plans to open as a home for troubled teens. Only a few glitches—the Victorian mansion is crumbling, the barn needs a roof, and her oilman neighbor wants more than friendship. When she meets Dylan Quinn, Charli is willing to take a chance on the town drunk to help her rebuild the rundown ranch.
Dylan has his demons, too. The former Special Forces commander can’t get past his ex-wife’s betrayal and the botched mission that left him with much more than a bad limp. Certain the greedy oilman next door to Charli wants much more than just her heart, Dylan’s even willing to stop drinking in order to protect her.
When things get dangerous and secrets of the past are revealed, is he only looking out for his new employer, or is she the new start he so desperately needs?
 
CONTENT WARNING:
Details abuse of a minor, drug abuse, alcoholism, swearing, spicy sex, murder.
COVER QUOTE:
“Full of intrigue, tangled pasts, and raw emotions, this one is guaranteed to keep you turning pages from start to finish and then wishing for one more chapter!”
Carolyn Brown, New York Times bestselling author of Just a Cowboy and His Baby.
Ms. Brown also named Gambling On A Secret as one of her favorite romance reads in 2012 in the Happy Ever After Blog on USA Today.
 
 
Excerpt:
 
 
“Ferguson, what are you doing here?” Dylan barked.
 
Leon ambled toward them on the stone path. “I’m saving a young maiden from torment. What are you doing here, playing the part of the devil?”
 
“I’m Miss Monroe’s new manager.” The deadly edge of his voice matched the flintiness of his eyes. “If there’s anyone to save the young maiden from, it’s you.”
 
“Mr. Quinn, please.” She turned to Leon. “Leon, is there something I can do for you?”
 
He smiled, showing off perfect white teeth in a face handsome enough to belong to an actor. “I was just passing by on my way home and decided to stop. How are the boys working out?”
 
Dylan’s stance widened and his hands flexed at his slides. “What boys?”
 
“Charli and I have entered into a business arrangement.”
 
She lost the battle with the urge to wrap her arms around herself. As much as she appreciated Leon’s kindness, respected him, and was even a little attracted to him, something about him didn’t sit right with her. He represented her peers in the community. According to Mrs. Pratt, besides the Cartwrights, she and Leon were undoubtedly the wealthiest residents in the county. No one in Colton could learn about her past. It would ruin her, and Leon, no doubt, had the means to dig up the dirt.
 
“Really?” Dylan stepped closer to her in a protective manner. Whiskey tainted his breath as the warmth of the exhalations tickled her cheek. “What kind of business arrangement?”
 
She could protect herself. Dylan Quinn wasn’t any safer than Leon Ferguson. Stepping away from him, she forced her arms to her sides. “Mr. Quinn, I can handle this.”
 
She faced Leon. “I’m amazed by how much the men got done since starting on Monday. The foreman told me last evening they’d be reseeding another fifty acres for hay this morning. And they have the corrals fixed and started on the fencing in the north pasture.”
 
“Good, good.” He glanced at Dylan. “I’ll be going, unless you need a more reliable exterminator. I couldn’t help but overhear about your snake infestation. I can give you the name of the company that has gotten rid of the snakes in our lakes over on Oak Springs for years.”
 
Although he presented the perfect solution, she didn’t the like way Leon had looked at Dylan as he said the word exterminator. “No, Mr. Quinn is quite capable of getting rid of the snake.”
 
“Oh, I’m sure he is.” Leon tipped his hat. “Let me know if there’s anything else I can do for you, Charli.” Dylan’s jaw tightened as his uncle glanced at him. “It’s good to see you up among the living again.”
 
Leon headed back to his Porsche. With no pretense of lowering his voice, Dylan said, “Now, there’s a snake no one wants in their garden.”
 
Upon hearing the jibe, Leon’s shoulders jerked in mid-stride.
 
Rattled by Leon’s attention and the snake fiasco, she turned on Dylan. “You aren’t off the hook. I want those snakes gone.”
 
“We’ll see.”
 
“I hate snakes.” She shuddered and put her hands on her hips. “Maybe I should have asked him who the exterminator is.”
 
 
Bio:
Sara Walter Ellwood is an award winning author whose novel Gambling On A Secret was named by bestselling author Carolyn Brown in the Happy Ever After Blog on USA Today as one of her favorite romances of 2012. Although Sara has long ago left the farm for the glamour of the big town, she draws on her experiences growing up on a small hobby farm in West Central Pennsylvania to write her stories. She’s been married to her college sweetheart for nearly 20 years, and they have two teenagers and one very spoiled rescue cat named Penny. She longs to visit the places she writes about and jokes she’s a cowgirl at heart stuck in Pennsylvania suburbia.
            
She also writes paranormal romantic suspense under the pen name of Cera duBois.
 
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Review:
Gambling on a Secret, the title says a lot about this book. Gambling on whether or not to tell your secrets (and there are many secrets in this book), gambling on love, taking chances on committment.This book was full of "should I", "could I", "will I", & "won't I" from both of the main charecters. I really enjoyed the back and forth of the desicion making and thought processes of Charli and Dylan. Usually, too much of that puts me off of a book, but not in this case. It worked very well. I found myself so involved in the story, I was cheering Charli & Dylan on throughout the entire book. I love when a book just drags me in and won't let go until the end. This story will get you emotionally involved. After all the charecters have been through in their lives you just want them to have their HEA! I think we may even see more from supporting charcters, I hope so anyway!

 
 

 

Maggie's Desire by Heidi Lynn Anderson-Spotlight



Title: Maggie’s Desire
Series: Welcome to Paradise: Book 2
Genre: Contemporary FMF Menage
Flame rating: Scorching
 
Released: 5/4/2013
Publisher: Silver Publishing
Word count: 25K
 
 
 
Maggie’s Desire
Welcome to Paradise 2
Blurb:
Who would have thought a plan to get the attention of one man, would have Maggie Blake taking two men to her bed?
 
Maggie Blake has one desire, to experience what the way-too-sexy Brian O'Malley has to offer in bed. Too bad, he thinks of her as an annoyance and not as the hot willing woman she is.
 
Brian has one rule in life. Never let a woman too close, but club Paradise's sassy little bartender threatens to change that rule and wiggle her hot little ass into his damaged heart.
 
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Bio:
By day, Heidi Lynn Anderson is a wife, mother, and owner of a small Green-Cleaning company. By night, she spins erotic tales featuring hunky heroes and the women they love. When not working or writing, Heidi likes spending time with her husband and son, doing what Florida has to offer.
 
 
 
Excerpt:
 
Sometimes working in a sex club sucks monkey ass.
 
Maggie Black leaned on the bar and sighed. "For a tax attorney, the man can move."
 
"Hey, can I get a Jack and Coke."
 
Maggie pulled her attention from the sight of Brian O'Malley's magnificent body moving sensually over the woman on her hands and knees center stage. Bitch.
 
She'd been watching Brian fuck women in Club Paradise for years. Every time his talents got harder to ignore.
 
A glass rattled by her ear. "Oh, Maggie."
 
The man's annoyed tone ran like razor wire over her nerves.
 
She swatted at his arm. "Yeah, keep your pants on."
 
The man cupped himself and winked. "I'm not wearing pants."
 
It was a damn shame he wasn't wearing at least a G-string. His pinky-sized dick flopped around like a dead fish. She bit her bottom lip to keep from laughing or vomiting, Maggie wasn't sure which. She poured pinky dick his drink. "Oh, you're not? I didn't notice," she said, handing him his Jack and Coke.
 
He slapped a ten on the bar and grinned. "Always good talking to you, Maggie."
 
Maggie saluted, checked her watch, and yawned. God, she wished she were still in bed. Her plans for Saturday included sleeping in before she had to pick up her friend, Nick, from the airport. They sure as hell didn't include a seven am call from her morning bartender. The woman quit because she couldn't find a babysitter.
 
It was days like this being Club Paradise's manager stunk big time. She stretched to work out the kinks in her back. Working until the wee hours last night and having to cover the lunch shift didn't leave time for the hot bath she longed for.
 
Maggie tugged on her tank top, turned, and looked at the writhing bodies twenty feet in front of her. Brian's crystal blue eyes latched onto her, holding her in place. Sweat glistened like diamonds on his skin, highlighting every muscular dip and valley. His perfectly cut hair dripped from his efforts. Her figures itched to run through the midnight-colored strands.
 
For a moment she wondered what it would be like if she was the one he crooked his finger at and led up onto the stage. Maggie groaned and shifted. She wanted Brian's hard body over hers, inside her. The desire to have his thick, hard cock probing the delicate fold of her pussy while he held her against his solid chest had a shiver running up Maggie's spine.
 
Lust flashed white-hot inside her core. She watched Brian ram his hips against the woman's ass. Maggie could hear the woman's cries of ecstasy over the cheers of the crowd. Jealousy burned in her gut. She closed her eyes to block out the intoxicating sight.
 
Ava’s Pleasure
Welcome to Paradise 1
Blurb:
When prim proper Ava stumbles into a Miami sex club, she isn't expecting to find the man from her dreams. Navy SEAL Logan is just wasting time between missions until this naïve and innocent woman turns his world upside down.
Of all the sex clubs, she had to walk into his. How was Ava Cullen supposed to know her prim and proper aunt was part owner of the premier sex club in Miami and a top-notch Dominatrix? When she stumbled into club Paradise and came face to face with her dream man, she had a feeling she stood on the precipice of something life changing.
Navy SEAL Logan Turner always knew he needed more out of life than the next mission. That's why he opened Paradise with his best friend Julie. It didn't hurt that he could reap the benefits of owning a sex club. That was until a sexy, doe-eyed woman walked in, making his control slip for the first time ever.
 
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