BOOK RECOMMENDATION


I cannot put this book down. It is addictive, emotional, sexy, tense, romantic, filled with danger and action. So good. Keep me Safe is my recommendation for this week.  You will be alternately falling in love and cringing in horror at the darkness and depravity of some people’s minds.

Keep Me Safe (Slow Burn, #1)

This is the first release in the brand new Slow Burn series. 

Book 2, IN HIS KEEPING, releases January 2015

Book 3, SAFE AT LAST, releases March 2015

A sizzling story of a woman who risks her life and her heart to find a wealthy man’s missing sister—the first novel in a sexy new romantic suspense series from #1 New York Times bestselling author Maya Banks

When Caleb Devereaux’s younger sister is kidnapped, this scion of a powerful and wealthy family turns to an unlikely source for help: a beautiful and sensitive woman with a gift for finding answers others cannot.

While Ramie can connect to victims and locate them by feeling their pain, her ability comes with a price. Every time she uses it, it costs her a piece of herself. Helping the infuriatingly attractive and impatient Caleb successfully find his sister nearly destroys her. Even though his sexual intensity draws her like a magnet, she needs to get as far away from him as she can.

Deeply remorseful for the pain he’s caused, Caleb is determined to make things right. But just when he thinks Ramie’s vanished forever, she reappears. She’s in trouble and she needs his help. Now, Caleb will risk everything to protect her—including his heart. . .

buy links

amazon: http://goo.gl/sYAH83

b&n: http://goo.gl/CzeKSH

other books in this series

In His Keeping (Slow Burn, #2)Safe at Last (Slow Burn, #3)

VIOLET ADDICTION RELEASE DAY LAUNCH FROM KIRSTY DALLAS


 

 

Violet Addiction – by Kirsty Dallas

Standalone contemporary romance

Release Date: November 1st, 2014

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Synopsis

 

There was no bright light in my death, but perhaps that is because I wasn’t destined for the angelic beauty of heaven. No, my short lived life had been

played out with so much sin and excess that there would no doubt be a special cage in hell with my name on it. In my death, I felt and saw nothing. No

warmth, no cold, no light, no darkness, just nothing. When I woke, he was gone, the only piece of perfection in my ugly world. Part of me was grateful that

he had finally found the good sense to leave. Another part of me was broken, irrevocably and agonizingly broken.

 

Reader Warning – This book is intended for mature audiences. It contains language which some may find offensive, sexual content and drug use. There is also

a sexual scene of questionable consent which some readers may find difficult to read.

 

 

 

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‘A Shade of Violet’

This song Kirsty co-wrote with Beau Maynard for Violet Addiction

 

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About the author

 

 

I grew up on the beaches of North Queensland, Australia before migrating south to the iconic Gold Coast in 1995. I traded the surf and my bikini for

pajama’s and a computer when I embarked on writing professionally in 2012. I’ve since developed a wicked computer tan and my mad ninja skills have been

finely honed following many hours of reading paranormal and dystopian romance.

 

I love to hear from fans and other like-minded, creative people, so flick me an email, or come hang out at Facey or the Twitterverse.

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BAD BOY: NAUGHTY AT NIGHT BLOG TOUR AND GIVEAWAY


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Bad Boy: Naughty at Night

 

Book Title:  Bad Boy

Author:  Jamie Lake

Publisher: Jamie Lake (June 25, 2014)

Book Length:  65 pages

Genre:  Novella, MM, Erotica

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Book Blurb:

Kindergarten teacher by day, sensual masseuse by night, Peter Davidson never thought things would get so tough that he’d need to give out sensual massages in secret in order to make ends meet. But when the school slashes his hours in half and with no other jobs available in town, he stumbles across the opportunity when fiddling around on an online dating site and a rather handsome older gentleman offers him money.

What he thinks will be a onetime thing turns into a booming business at night, and Peter promises himself he’ll only do it long enough just until he gets caught up. He has nothing else going on in his life, after all.

Handsome, classy and educated as he is, Peter still hasn’t met The One. Until, that is, he meets Chip – the parent of a new student, who turns out to be more man than he’s ever dreamed of.

What will Chip say if he finds out what Peter is doing on the side? And, what’s worse, what will the school say when they find out this teacher has been a very bad boy?

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Buy Links:

Amazon:  

http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00LB8LSIS?ie=UTF8&camp=1789&creativeASIN=B00LB8LSIS&linkCode=xm2&tag=ggre0e-20

Amazon UK:

http://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/product/B00LB8LSIS?ie=UTF8&camp=1634&creativeASIN=B00LB8LSIS&linkCode=xm2&tag=ggre-21

Excerpt (Prologue):

“Remember, I’m kinda new at this,” Peter fibbed a little. He wasn’t exactly brand new: he had done it before. He’d even gotten paid for it. He wasn’t an expert though, so he didn’t want Nate getting mad if he made a mistake. This was one of the casino’s top high rollers, and he was afraid of being punished for a mistake. He twisted his bottle of essential oils open, releasing the heady aroma of eucalyptus and peppermint into the air. Truth was, he was nervous.

It’s not as though it was first time he’d ever had a man in his bedroom: he’d certainly taken advantage of the rare night of privacy while his roommate was away.

“I’m sure it’ll be great,” Nate mumbled into the massage table, face down, his shirt off. He was a handsome older gentleman, Peter noted: maybe in his mid-fifties, and he resembled a young Jeff Bridges, with graying hair. Unlike Bridges, Nate kept his locks cut short. His powerful shoulders and confident stance made him look like the CEO type.

Except Peter knew what he really was: not a CEO by far. Nate was a ‘made’ man: the mob, the mafia – whatever they called them nowadays, Peter didn’t know, but the power that seeped out of Nate’s pores was intoxicating.

Beefy, well-built. It’d obviously been awhile since he’d gotten laid. Peter could smell the pheromones emitting from him, and they were as strong as a man’s cologne. It made his mouth water, and he knew that it would only take one touch in the right place, and he was sure to come undone beneath his hands.

Peter bit his lip and allowed his eyes to roam over the taut body lying before him, waiting patiently for him to begin.

He took a deep breath and steadied himself, concentrating on the soft ambient music filtering out of the built-in speakers. As much as he wanted to just jump right on Nate– and oh God! did he want to – he knew the benefits of taking his time. After all, there was no hurry.

Nate was the type of man who was used to being serviced, who always got what he wanted, Peter could tell, and he was going to enjoy this immensely.

The candles flickered, casting dancing amber shadows across the cream-coloured walls, as the oil pouring into Peter’s hand slid down his strong muscular forearms. Two, three drops fell from his elbow and splashed onto Nate’s skin.

Peter smiled to himself as the mature man’s buttocks clenched unwittingly under his jeans at the unexpected sensation.

“You ready?” he asked, in his deep rich voice, rubbing his hands together to evenly distribute the oil.

“Better take off my pants,” Nate said, sitting up and unbuttoning them. He was thick and had a semi-hard-on already. Peter had actually never seen a bulge that big, and the thought of what lay beneath his boxers made his imagination go wild.

“All right,” Nate said, lying face down on the bed. “Do me.”

Shivers went up Peter’s spine at the command. He swallowed hard.

He laid his strong hand on Nate’s upper back; the pressure was firm, but not painful, as he slid his hands up and down Nate’s upper back and shoulders, gliding his thumbs like magic, working out the kinks and knots that had gathered there from days spent behind a desk.

“Mmm, that’s right,” Nate said, his voice barely more than a growl of pleasure as he enjoyed the pressure running up and down his spine.

It was the type of growl that drove men crazy and got them hard, thick, and fast, and Peter was no exception.

His heart was racing and his cock was stirring. It’d been so long since Peter had gotten laid, and his mind couldn’t shift from the thought of sitting on Nate’s lap, riding his cock like a bronco, kissing him, holding onto the back of his neck, running his fingers through his salt and pepper hair, gripping hard as he began to lose control.

His eyes floated down to Nate’s bubble butt. His boxer briefs were floating over his thick rump, playing peek-a-boo, and Peter had to admit, he had a nice ass. Must have played football when he was younger, but he hadn’t lost his muscular tone.

Peter’s hands slid down from the center of Nate’s back to just above his rump, his thumbs sliding under the elastic over either side of his cheeks, then meeting in the middle, servicing him just the way he was supposed to do.

“Is this okay?” Peter asked, watching him closely for the barely perceptible signs that he should continue or stop.

“Oh yeah, you do have good hands,” Nate responded.

Peter smiled to himself in satisfaction and slid the boxers down to Nate’s thighs, the cool air running over his bare ass as he massaged the inside of his cheeks, his fingers gripping just under his pelvis then sliding back up to the center of his crack.

“Oh, yeah,” Nate rumbled, “Mmm … that’s what daddy likes.” The words drifted into the air almost unconsciously.

Fuck, this was hot, Peter thought. He was getting desperately turned on, and he could tell Nate was too. He wouldn’t be able to hold back much longer.

His mind was racing. How he just wanted to pull Nate’s boxers down and suck that thick cock of his he knew was hiding inside. He could smell their mutual arousal: the strong, distinctive aroma of pre-cum mingling with the peppermint of the oil.

Nate shifted and turned around to stare up at Peter with those blue-grey eyes and thick eyebrows which were raised in sly expectation. It was the type of stare that let Peter know Nate was in control and he expected to get what he wanted, one way or another.

Peter’s eyes looked away, not wanting to lose himself in that hypnotic gaze, until Nate lifted his chin so his eyes were locked on his.

“Now,” he said smoothly, sternly. Peter quivered. “I know you’re good with your hands, so how about those lips?”

God, Peter wanted to blow him, to feel that thick cock melt in his mouth. He’d never gone that far with a client and promised he wouldn’t, no matter how hot they were, but God damn!

This was strictly an erotic massage: that was it. But it’d been so long since he’d gotten laid, and God! was he needing it badly, today more than ever.

He began to kneel down toward Peter’s crotch, the hot aroma of his erection turning him on.

But Nate stopped him. “Not those lips,” he said in that low voice that turned Peter’s legs to jelly. “Let’s see about your other ones…between your cheeks.”

Peter was getting wet and sweaty with the thought of it, but his eyes migrated over to the clock ticking away steadily underneath the smooth, piping music.

He knew, sensibly, that he’d better cut the session short before things went too far. He couldn’t afford to lose this job.

Besides, Peter had to teach school in the morning. And kindergarteners weren’t the easiest of students. However, it was the principal who Peter feared the most. If he ever found out what Peter’s secret night job was, he’d be sure to fire him on the spot.

my review

Desperate times call for desperate measures and this is never more true than in Peter’s case. When the school slashes his hours and thereby his paycheck, Peter is forced to take on extra work as a masseuse to make ends meet.  One day Peter meets the parent of his one student, Chip and then everything changes.

This is a very short read but so enjoyable. All the characters are likable , especially Peter.  I fell in love with the teacher with the heart of gold.  Chip is adorable and adds so much to the story.  I will warn you that there is a cliffhanger and it is an emotional one.  But if you are looking for a quick, fun read that will make you fall in love then this is your book.

4.5 out of 5 stars

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Author Bio:

My name is Jamie Lake and I’m the author of more than 12 gay romance novels. I’ve been a big fan of gay romance books ever since I started reading them and I really try to do something a little  different. Some of my favorite gay romance mm authors are Kindle Alexander, Sara York, Riley Hart and  River Jaymes.

With my own novels, I like to give my readers all the hot steamy scenes they like, but I also write characters with a lot of drama.

Every single character I write has a piece of me in them and in many ways, their situations have mirrored things I’ve been through in my own life or other people I know have been through. Whether it’s Casey in “Boyfriend for Rent” who was kicked out his boyfriend’s house suddenly or Chris in “The Trainer” who was cheated on or even Peter in the “Bad Boy” series who was desperate to find love and stability, I’ve been there and done that.

Fortunately for me, I have a wonderful partner now, so I know the heights of true love but I also know the lows of a messy breakup. I hope you enjoy reading my gay romance mm stories as much I enjoy writing And although my books have found amazing success, I’m so grateful for every single one of my readers who have helped me make my dream of becoming a full-time gay romance author come true. You rock!

Author Contact Links:

Email: jamielakenovels@gmail.com

Website/Blog:   http://jamielakenovels.com/

Facebook:  https://www.facebook.com/jamie.lake.355744?ref=tn_tnmn

Twitter:  https://twitter.com/JamieLakeNovels

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/8058364.Jamie_Lake

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Giveaway:

Blog Comment Giveaway (1Winner per Blog)

    eCopy of Bad Boy: Naughty at Night

 

SMOLDERING BOOK BLITZ BY TIFFANY ALEMAN


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Money ~ power ~ fame

Kelsey

Growing up in the arms of one of the wealthiest families in America, I lived a champagne lifestyle and never wanted for anything.

That life came with stipulations…
1. Marry the man I don’t love.
2. Make my parents proud.

Wrong. I left my Manolos and fancy apartment behind and fled that life to find out who I really was.

Someone unexpected bulldozed my life.

Riley Jackson

He was the man everyone, including me, wanted, but his future was one I wasn’t sure I wanted to thrust myself back into. And when he chose a career over the family business, his family supported him instead of pushing him away.

My past collided with my future.
I didn’t see it coming. If I had, I would’ve ran far, far away.

Now I’m stuck in the same position I started in two years ago, except this time, the decision isn’t mine to make.

Loyalty to your family? Loyalty to your own happiness?

Which would you choose?

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EXCERPT

The past week has been pure hell. After I left his parents’ house, something shifted in our relationship, and it wasn’t for the better. I knew the moment Todd called me his ex-fiancé in front of everyone, things between Riley and I would never be the same. I could feel it deep within my soul. It was like all the air had been sucked out of the room and I couldn’t breathe. Now, I’m suffocating.

That was seven days ago.

Seven days that my calls and texts have gone unanswered.

Seven days since I’ve seen him.

I’d like to chalk it up to he’s just busy but I know differently. Sleep has evaded me. My appetite is no longer existent. I stay holed up in my room, only leaving for work. I’m living like a hermit. I’ve become a shell of the person I was a week ago. Jen has exhausted all her efforts to make me feel better, but it’s no use. In a million pieces, I left my heart in a driveway in Alabama and, for the first time in my life, I don’t know how to cope.

After deciding that I’m finished trying to get him to come to me, I make the decision to go to him. In a pair of sweat pants and a ratted T-shirt, I pull myself out of bed, not giving a damn how I look. He needs to see what his avoidance has done to me. I go into the bathroom and what I see in the mirror doesn’t surprise me at all. Bloodshot eyes, the tip of my nose and lips red and swollen, and my hair a mess, at least I look how I feel, like shit. For the first time in days, I brush my teeth and even the fresh feeling doesn’t improve my mood. I pull my hair back in a messy bun and decide that’s as good as it’s going to get.

“Where are you going?” Jen asks cautiously as I pick up my purse off the bookshelf by the couch.

“Out,” I answer in a monotone voice, the same voice she’s heard all week.

“Kelsey, I don’t think that’s a good ide—,” she states, but I don’t let her finish as I walk out the door, promptly shutting it on her response.

As I walk out into the humid summer air that the end of July brings, I make my way to my car. It’s pouring out, which causes me to laugh out sardonically. The irony of the storm brewing above matches the tidal wave of emotions happening within me. Realistically, I know, in the state I’m in, I probably shouldn’t be driving, but I’m to the point that I just don’t give a shit anymore.

I’m not sure how I make it to Riley’s house in one piece. On a normal day, the drive would have taken me thirty minutes without traffic, but in a storm, it should have taken me longer. Magically, I make it there in fifteen. And here I sit, probably looking like a stalker, in the driveway parked behind his car. A silver Mercedes occupies the spot where I normally park. Thunder and lightning collide in the night sky, rattling the windows in my car. Rain pours down in sheets, soaking me to the bone as soon as I step out of my car to make my way up the walkway and stairs until I’m standing at the front entrance.

On the other side of this door is the one person that can make all the hurt I’ve been feeling this past week disappear. Pain pierces straight through my heart at the thought of not seeing him again. I sniffle back the tears that I’ve been crying for days. My hands brace my weight against the doorframe as memories of us assault me. The night at City Market when we danced in the middle of Ellis Square, our first technical date, the Blackhawk, the first time we made love, the first time he told me he loved me. I squeeze my eyes shut tightly willing the memories, the happiest memories I’ve ever known, to stop. Tears mix in with the rain as they both flow down my face. Heaving a deep breath, I push myself upright, square my shoulders, and hold my head up high. If this is it, if what we have is really over, then he better be man enough to tell me to my face. The unknown of what is about to come out of this whole situation scares the shit out of me, but I need to know. Slowly, I raise my fist to knock on the door when it suddenly flies open and what I see makes me want to vomit all over again.

A tall, blonde pulls at the hem of her shirt as she rights herself. My eyes feel like they are about to pop out as my mouth opens and shuts as if I’m about to say something. Smeared lipstick stains her cheeks and I’m not sure who’s more shocked, her or me. When my wide eyes meet hers, it literally feels as if a knife has stabbed me in the stomach. If I thought for one second that this past week showed me what actual pain was, I was dead wrong. My knees feel as if they’re about to give way beneath my weight as I stare at the woman in front of me. She smiles at me and her eyes rake over my body, clearly deciding that I’m no competition for her. I look past her to see Riley sitting on the couch in just his jeans, his head in his hands. A tumbler filled with amber liquid rests in front of him on the coffee table.

“Are you fucking serious right now?” I ask through a sob.

The woman looks back at him over her shoulder before turning to look at me. She shrugs her shoulders and says, “Maybe you’ll do the trick. He couldn’t even get it up because he’s so drunk.”

I storm past her, shoving her out of the way, as I make my way to stand directly in front of Riley.

“Hey, bitch, watch it,” she shouts.

When I look at her, she must realize that I’m about to release the hounds of hell in this house because she slowly begins her retreat out the door.

“Get. The. Fuck. Out.” The menacing tone of my voice scares even me.

As soon as the door clicks shut behind her, I turn all my anger, hurt, and rage on the only man deserving of my wrath.

“You have something you want to tell me?” I ask. Tears flow freely down my face. There’s no use in trying to conceal them. They just continue to race down my face on their own accord.

He shakes his head from side to side, groaning.

“I asked you a fucking question.”

When he looks up at me, I literally drop to my knees. His eyes are just as bloodshot as mine. The scent of whiskey seeps out of his pores. The evidence of lipstick runs down his neck, across his jaw, and on his lips. My hand flies to my mouth as bile rises in my throat.

“I am so fucking sorry,” he whispers, shaking his head and his eyes holding a vacant stare.

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Amazon US |  Amazon AU | Amazon UK

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Tiffany is a mother of two and married to wonderful man. She is lover off anything that has to do with the outdoors. When she’s not writing, she’s spending time at the beach with her family and friends. Tiffany published her first novel in May of 2008 and hasn’t seemed to stop writing ever since. She loves to read and lose herself in the imaginary world of the written word.

GOODREADS: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6872322.Tiffany_Aleman

FACEBOOK: https://www.facebook.com/authortiffanyaleman

TWITTER: https://twitter.com/tiffany_aleman

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HOT NEW RELEASES


DEVIANT

Most fairy tales end with a happily ever after.

This is not a fairy tale. He is not her Prince Charming about to whisk her away into the sunset. This is a story about betrayal, lust, desire and, ultimately, revenge…

And revenge can only lead to one thing.

Tyler

He was my stranger, my visitor, my shadow in the corner of my room. He stalked me, watched me, knew everything about me. But all I could do was sit and wait. I waited for him to visit me night after night. He was becoming my addiction, my craving, my obsession. He knew every inch of me, but I knew nothing about him.

His calls himself Lotus and, as crazy as it sounds, I think I’m falling in love.

Dean

I wanted to take her, possess her, dominate her, and ruin her. I wanted to ravish her, please her, and consume her until I couldn’t take much more of her.

She will want me to kiss her. She will want me to hold her all night so that she feels a connection with me. I would make it so that she would seek me out in the dark. The one that satisfies her ultimate fantasy. A stranger who sneaks into her room. Someone who gives her the ultimate pleasure, but also seeks to give her ultimate pain. Pain she has never had to endure. Pain that will eat away at her until there is nothing left.

She was my nemesis, I was her lotus. And payback was a bitch.

BUY LINKS

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Halligan To My Axe (The Heroes of the Dixie Wardens MC, #2)

The second release in THE HEROES OF THE DIXIE WARDENS MC series.

You’re the Halligan…

Kettle had it all. Until he didn’t.
He lost it all in a moment. One heart stopping, soul shattering moment, and there wasn’t a single thing he could do about it.
From that day forward, he stayed away from relationships.
Then he responded to a possible fire and there she was, rocking his world when he didn’t want it to be rocked.

To My…

Adeline was just a schoolteacher. She lived a boring life.
Until she stole something.
And it didn’t have anything to do with the sexy firefighter’s heart.
Oh, she stole that, too, even if he didn’t want it to be stolen.

Axe…

Kettle didn’t realize just what kind of trouble Adeline was in until it nearly ripped her from his life.
There was no way anything was taking that away from him.
Not again.
One man was about to see up close and personal what fury looked like on the face of The Dixie Wardens MC’s enforcer.

BUY LINKS

AMAZON: http://goo.gl/XvXTPj

B&N: http://goo.gl/MMgfbw