Thursday, February 2, 2017

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Happy Cover Reveal to LM Carr! From a Distance is GORGEOUS and we are so ready to be fueled with romance on February 27th!
"WOW!!! Holy crap!!! Top of my Best of 2017!!" - Krissy, Diva's Book Lounge
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"LM Carr had me in a heart rending and heart warming roller coaster ride throughout this overwhelming heart stopping story." - Helene Book Hoarder
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Blurb:
After an intense whirlwind romance, Karrie Parker thought she had it all: a sexy husband, a loving family, a great career and a beautiful home. Together they lived a life fit for royalty. But when tragedy strikes, Karrie is devastated and left to face the consequences of her husband’s deepest, darkest secrets. Discovering the strength to carry on while making important, life-changing decisions, she finds herself desperate for answers. And holding the key to the puzzle is the one man she loathes immensely. For up and coming motorcycle drag racer Tyler Strong, keeping painful secrets was never part of the plan. Racing motorcycles and winning was all he ever wanted to do. But when his best friend’s lies begin to unravel, Tyler is sent into a tailspin when he’s forced to come face to face with the one woman he vowed to stay away from. The woman he refuses to speak to, the woman he avoids, the woman he watches…from a distance. As the truth becomes clear, will destiny bring these two unlikely souls together or tear them apart forever? fromadistance_promo2
More from LM Carr
Giving You Trilogy Giving In To You [FREE!] Amazon → http://amzn.to/2khfsaR iBooks → http://apple.co/2kRyCav Nook → http://bit.ly/2jXMuOM Kobo → http://bit.ly/2kVNDnD
Giving Up For You Amazon → http://amzn.to/2jVpaP5 iBooks → http://apple.co/2kr5Gp3 Nook → http://bit.ly/2khb3oa Kobo → http://bit.ly/2kS5YCH
Giving All To You Amazon → http://amzn.to/2jXVmnh iBooks → http://apple.co/2jVxSNj Nook → http://bit.ly/2ks2SaG Kobo → http://bit.ly/2kVKjJh
Stones Duet - now on Kindle Unlimited! Casting Stones [ONLY 99c!]: http://amzn.to/2khg8Ns Conquering Stones: http://amzn.to/2jw2qsT
About the Author:
L.M. Carr, author of The Giving Trilogy, is a wife, a mom, an educator, a reader and a writer who lives in central Connecticut with her family and two dogs. When she's not sitting at her computer writing, she loves to read or spend time with family and friends. The idea for the trilogy formed in the summer of 2013 and wouldn't leave her alone, until she picked up a pen and jotted the thoughts down. Before long, words flowed as the story began to unravel. L.M. Carr is a lover of "Happily Ever Afters" because the world is filled with enough sadness. Reading is an escape in which anything is possible. But like in reality, stories sometimes take you on a journey through Hell before you can reach Heaven. Follow along as we begin this journey together. Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/AuthorLMCarr/ Twitter: www.twitter.com/LM_Carr Amazon: http://amzn.to/2kVM49l Goodreads: http://bit.ly/2ksszrF Website: www.authorlmcarr.com

Finally Fate

by Tamra Lassiter Role of Fate Series, #6 Publication Date: January 25, 2016 Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance
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Fate may take its own sweet time, but true love is worth the wait.
Kennedy Simms has grown weary of love passing her by, and she’s tired of her well-meaning but overprotective brother meddling in her life. When fate brings Kennedy a handsome, intelligent, and wealthy boyfriend, she thinks it’s finally her turn. But if William is her one and only, then why can’t she stop thinking about someone else? Bryce Chambers has liked Kennedy from afar for too many years. She’s smart and beautiful and unfortunately, the sister of his very good friend and boss. Bryce abides by the Guy Code and tries to keep away from Kennedy, but when he can’t suppress his feelings any longer, Kennedy’s with the perfect William. Will Bryce find a way to move on with his life, or will fate finally bring him the love he’s been waiting for?
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About Tamra Lassiter

I live outside Washington, D.C. with my wonderfully supportive husband and two daughters, one of which is approaching her teenage years. Help us all! If that isn’t enough, we have a Great Dane and an English Bulldog to keep us on our toes. It’s crazy around here, and I love every minute of it! Writing is my third career. I didn’t set out to be a writer, it was just meant to be. My Mechanical Engineering degree from Virginia Tech prepared me well for my first career as an Engineer/Program Manager. My second career was in Human Resources. Long story, but I figured it out. I believe the best start for a writing career is to be a reader first, and I’ve been an avid reader my whole life. I’ve loved to read ever since I picked up my first Nancy Drew mystery in the fourth grade. Now, I love reading just about everything, but I don’t read sad books. I don’t watch sad movies either for that matter, no matter how many awards they’ve won. Life’s too short, and who needs all that strife to bring us down? Many of my words have been penned late into the evening, which explains why I’ve never viewed whatever television show you recommend to me. I would, however, love to hear your recommendations for a great read!
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Title: Venom & Ecstasy
Series: Venom, #2
Author: S. Williams
Genre: Erotic Dark Romance
Release Date: February 16, 2017   
I am much more than meets the eye.
I am stronger, smarter, and I won’t stop until I’m on top.
He thinks he’s safe around me. He’s a fool to believe so.
What would I do if the most wanted man in the world wanted me?
The answer is simple.
Get rid of him before he dares get rid of me.

“He knows I loved Toni,” I state boldly.
Draco turns around fully, nostrils flared now. “Don’t say that shit around me.” He storms past me, into the closet.

I turn with him. “Well, I did love him. And you can’t change that, Draco.”

“No?” He tugs down a white T-shirt from a neatly folded stack, picking up a pair of jeans next, and then walking around me to place the clothes down on the bed. When he’s done with that, he looks at me again and steps closer.

His hand wraps around the back of my neck and he reels me in. His mouth runs across mine and a buzz rides through my body. The buzz is hot and thick and hard to ignore, making my skin tingle. He hasn’t touched me like this in a long time. Not since what happened in the cellar. “You loved a man that didn’t love you, Gianna,” he murmurs when his lips come up to my ear.

I snatch my body away from him. “You don’t know what we had.”

“A hit man like Trigger Toni is incapable of love. If you made him angry enough, he would have probably killed you too.”

“Shut up,” I snap.

“It’s the truth and you know it. You’ve seen him react. He proved himself quite dangerous, no?”

“Shut up!”

Draco grimaces and jerks me forward again. He grabs my hair and wrenches my head back with a heavy tug. He does it so my mouth is angled up and my eyes are only on him.

“I see you got some of your fire back.” He smirks and I want to slap it right off of his beautifully twisted face. “The sooner you get over him, the better, niñita.”

“What did he do to you?” I pant, grimacing back.

“He ruined my fucking life. That’s what he did.”

“How?! You’re still standing here. You’re still alive and he’s not. Tell me how!”

“You’re not ready to know how just yet.” He snatches his hand away and walks to the bathroom again. He unbuttons his khakis and they drop down around his ankles. When he reaches for the hem of his briefs and his eyes meet mine, I jerk my gaze away and walk to my side of the bed.
I hear the shower door open and then close. There is an uncomfortable silence . . . for a while anyway.

“Gianna. Come here,” he calls.

I frown, looking toward the bathroom. “Why?”

“Come. Now.”

Rolling my eyes, I walk to the bathroom, spotting his opaque silhouette from the doorway. 

“Shut the door.”

I shut it, but don’t come any closer.

“Get undressed and come in the shower with me.”

“I already took one this morning,” I respond with folded arms.

“Well, come and take another one. I won’t say it again.”

I can’t help the second roll of my eyes. He stands beneath the stream and pushes his wet hair out of his face. 

I can’t fight. I can’t resist. I have to remember that. I need him wrapped around my finger, and that starts with doing whatever he wants me to do. For right now, anyway.

He already has people calling me Patrona. Their boss? That’s progress.

I get undressed rather slowly and then make my way to the shower door. He pushes it open, welcoming me in without saying a word. His hard eyes travel up and down my body, locking on my breasts and especially the area between my thighs.

He steps beneath the water so I can get in. I watch it cascade over him and his hard, sculpted muscles, but his eyes are still open. It falls through his hair and down his face, running over his full lips and flared nostrils. 

He always looks so serious and hostile, even during the calm moments. I’m starting to think that’s just the way his face was made.

I close the shower door and as soon as I do, he steps forward and wraps his hands around my middle. He pulls me back into him, and I feel his hard cock pressing on my ass.

“I hate when you try to hide from me,” he rasps in my ear.

“How am I hiding?”

“Under those clothes. Beneath your distress. Beneath layers and layers of conflicted emotions. Stop pretending this isn’t real, because it is.”

He grabs the back of my thigh and forces my knee on the wall. His cock slides between the crack of my ass, and he lowers himself, wrenching my legs apart so that his tip is pressing on the entrance of my pussy.

“I’m going to fuck you,” he grumbles, deep and heavy. “Because you need it.” He kisses the top of my ear and I shudder. “I know you do.”

He grips my waist tight with one hand and uses the other to press it on the back of my head. He forces my forehead on the wall, and a ragged breath passes through me when I feel him slowly entering me. 

Each slow, measured thrust fills me up, and I don’t know why his patience bothers me. His hands are aggressive, pinning me to this shower wall, but the fact that he’s taking his time to “fuck” me bothers me.

He needs to be hard and rough.

He needs to keep making me hate him.

I don’t need delicacy right now. 

I need fire and fuel and something deep down is telling me that he knows it. But he won’t provide it because he loves having control over my needs.

He strokes slowly, releasing my waist and bringing that hand up to cup one of my breasts. He lets my head go so he can spread my ass and sink his cock in deeper. A deep groan rattles in his throat. I feel the vibration of it on my shoulder.

“Draco,” I call, my voice shaky. Not from fear, but from pure euphoria. I don’t know why I call him, but he answers.

“Sí, mi reina,” he murmurs, picking up speed. Skin slaps and water splashes between us.

“Stop,” I moan.

“No.” His hand comes up to the back of my neck and he holds it tight. “I won’t stop.” He growls deep, stroking in faster, drilling me even harder from behind.

“Oh, God,” I breathe, eyes squeezing shut. 

Pulling his hand away, he turns my head sideways so that my cheek is on the wall now, instead of my forehead. Droplets of water collect on my skin, my lips.

“Look back,” he demands, “right at me.”

I squeeze my eyes tighter instead, but he pulls my hair, yanking it back and leaving me no choice but to look at him.

When hard brown matches green, he leans in and crushes my lips with his. His hard chest rests on my back, his thick cock still filling me up. In and out he goes, while his tongue works its magic with mine.

His body is glued to me and my leg is hitched up, my knee pressed on the wall to help keep balance. His hips works in circles, giving long, full thrusts now, like a rhythmic pattern, and at first I hate it, that he’s touching me like this—claiming my body as if it’s his own, but then he pulls his lips away from mine and says, “I will make you forget it all. What happened only days ago. Your ex. Everything. I will make it so that all you think about while you’re here is me, Gianna, and that is my fucking word.” 

His wet mouth is on my ear, his breath warm as it trickles past. He reaches around and grazes his middle finger across my clit, cupping my pussy in his hands and forcing my hips back to bury himself even deeper.

A whimper escapes me from that action alone. The back of my head drops down on top of his shoulder and he presses those full lips to my neck, sucking away the droplets of warm water and replacing them with burning hot kisses.
His body stiffens behind me and then he sighs loud and deep, thrusting hard into my pussy several times before emptying himself inside me.

“Fuck, you feel so fucking good. I’ve waited for you for so long, niñita.” He brings a hand up and rakes his fingers through my hair. “It feels a hundred times better than I imagined it would feel.”

He finally pulls out and spins me around. I stare up at him, watching water coat his thick eyelashes. 

“Mine,” he says, his lips so close I can feel the heat of them. “Say it. You are mine.”

I release a tattered breath as he glides a hand down my hip and cups my ass. He hauls me closer so I can really feel him, the water drifting down, sliding on our skin.

I don’t want to say it, but he doesn’t look away. And he won’t pull away until I do. I know I can’t deny it now.

“I am yours,” I whisper, and then I grip his face in my hands, leaving him no choice but to pick me up in his arms and hold me in his large hands.

I didn’t think it would be possible to steal Draco’s breath away, but when I do this—kiss him so deep and tenderly, as if I care—I hear him sigh and groan and shudder beneath the embrace. 

I feel him let go and melt, even if the feeling is faint and slight. I feel him, and when my tongue slides between his lips and dances with his, that’s when I know I have him.

All of him.

He thinks I am his. Truthfully, he has it backwards.

I am not his.

He is mine.

Shanora Williams is a twenty-something-year-old who creates raw, authentic romantic stories that, may or may not, make you question what a “Happily Ever After” truly is. After hitting the New York Times and USA Today bestsellers list at the mere age of nineteen, Shanora ventured further into the creative writing world, working even harder to create unique and memorable romances for all to enjoy.
She currently lives in Charlotte, North Carolina, will be the mother of two amazing boys, has a devoted and supportive man, and is a sister to eleven.
When she isn’t writing, she’s spending time with her family, binge reading, or running marathons on Netflix while scarfing down anything sweet and salty.
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Title: Distraction
Series: Club Destiny
Author: Nicole Edwards
Genre: Adult, Erotic Romance
Published: January 31, 2017
Time doesn’t always heal a broken heart. Sometimes the only thing it does is fill the darkness with more shadows, more pain.

Dylan Thomas has spent the past decade living in the shadows, mourning the loss of his wife, his best friend, his very reason for breathing. He long ago accepted that he would never feel again, that he was damned to a world without light, without hope. That was the day the bottle won, and he gave himself over to the darkness.

Until the one night that rocked his brittle, crumbling world on its axis. She told him what they shared was simply a distraction, a way to forget for a little while. It would’ve been, except the tiny glimpse of how it feels to live again, to feel again, gives him the strength he needs to pull himself up by his boot straps. But sobriety comes one day at a time, and three years later may be three years too late.


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