Showing posts with label Contemporary Romance. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Contemporary Romance. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 16, 2019

Release Blitz: Happily Ever Alpha World

Title: Aurora Rose Reynolds'
Happily Ever Alpha World
Authors: Various
Publisher: Boom Factory Publishing
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: April 16, 2019


As a reader, I look for books that are sweet with low angst and have an over-the-top alpha male. I have always loved reading about couples that find each other at the beginning of a book and fall in love page after page, never really having a true separation. Never finding enough of those kinds of stories on the market, I decided to write my own. It was then the Until Series and the “BOOM” was born.

The Until Series is now published in ten languages, and the series, has sold millions copies worldwide. This series has taken on a life of its own, and readers from all over the world are constantly asking for the next installment, which is why I have opened my world to some of my favorite authors.

If you are a fan of the Until Series you are going to love each and every one of these books. Whether you are reading about one of your favorite secondary characters, catching a glimpse of one of the Maysons or visiting one of the local stores or coffee shops. And if you haven’t read any of my “Until” books but love alpha males, strong women and sweet romance I promise you are going to love these books.

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Thursday, February 28, 2019

Release Day Blitz: Temptation

Temptation by Chiquita Dennie
Published February 28, 2019 by 304 Publishing

Synopsis -

Gabriel McCollough is the star basketball coach, Top draft pick that played in one season and retired from the game of basketball from a injury and the twenty-five-year-old alpha male every young woman in town can’t help but like.
Desiree Spence is a good teacher, a good person, a quiet, reserved soul, but a chance meeting with a handsome coach, ten years her junior, tests her limits and stirs up a controversy she could’ve ever anticipated.
He wants her. She wants him. Everyone in their lives is against their relationship.
Will they give into societal pressures or follow their hearts’ desires?

Author Bio:

Chiquita is an Author and Entrepreneur. Born in Memphis, TN, and currently a Los Angeles CA native. Her background in film/tv has taught and shaped her passion for writing with her debut romance novel Antonio and Sabrina Struck In Love. Since its debut, fans have embraced the unconventional love story of Sabrina Washington and Antonio De Luca making Antonio and Sabrina Struck In Love an Amazon Best Seller on the charts in Italian Drama, African American Drama. More to come from 304 Publishing Company a brand new home for indie authors.

Also, follow her other Author page, Keke Renee, and catch her latest releases for Erotic, Dark, Paranormal Romance.

Friday, October 26, 2018

Double Release Day Blitz: Chiquita "Keke" Dennie

Love don't Live Here Anymore
Andrew Sisters Book 1
Published October 20, 2018


Vanessa Andrew is done with love. From now on, everyone she meets private life is suspect. All she wants to do is focus on building her Clothing store up, but her plans take an interesting turn when a chance meeting with the handsome owner of the building leaves her confused, frustrated, and her heart pounding. 

Isaiah Reed, a playboy by night and business mogul by day, acquires a nearly defunct property; he has no idea that a curvaceous designer is poised to fight him at every turn. 

Will the pair on opposite sides of a fight join forces in and out of the bedroom or will their head-to-head challenge lead to disaster?

Warning: Short Story, 12k words, fast paced, explicit sex scenes, with a HEA.

Excerpt (Warning: Rated X):

He lowered to his knees as Skin” by Rihanna played in the background. My mystery man ran his hand up and down my legs, thighs, as he began slowly taking off my panties. Goose bumps spread over my skin and butterflies fluttered in my stomach from his warm, soft touch. A trail of kisses placed near and around my pussy, torturing me as I wait for his thick tongue to sink in and bring pure pleasure. He gripped and smacked my pussy not once, but twice.

            “Shit,” I hissed.

            “How does that feel?” he asked.

            “So Good,” I moaned as I clenched the sheets as my juices seeped out slowly.

He stared into my eyes and smiled deviously, pushing my legs further apart toward my chest.

Stiffing his tongue, he dove into my awaiting cave and licked from my asshole to my clit. Plugging his tongue repeatedly in and out as I wiggled around in pleasure and pain.

            “Fuckkk!” I moaned.

Tears formed in my eyes as he pleasured me with not only his tongue, but then a finger while pulling back my hardened clit before sticking his tongue back into my asshole, feverishly taunting me as I cried out, “Suck this pussy baby. Aghhh God.”

            “You feel that baby?” he asked as he sped up his pace. The strange feel of his tongue in my ass brought on an orgasm more significant than any I’ve ever felt before. I try to roll  out of his reach, seeing spots and the room spinning from my pain and pleasure.

“Stop running; you said you could handle me, Miss. Feisty.” He said as he pushed my hand away from his chest.

            “Yessss…MhmmmFuck, baby, wait!” I yelled out and came so hard I thought squirted in his mouth. I’ve never in life squirted before. Something about this man had me wanting to marry him at the same time beat him because I know he’s done this. With other women.

My body shuddered as I tried to calm down, but he smacked my ass and turned me over in one swift motion. I tried to get up, to prepare, but fell back down, turning my head to see him slide the condom on. I tried to act tough, to make it seem like I could handle his enormous girth as he quickly thrust inside, my brain working to catch up with my current state of bliss.


Janice and Carlo: Captivated by His Love
Published October 26, 2018
Contemporary/Erotica/Urban Fiction


Janice is on a new path after graduating college and living her dreams in the corporate world. She’s managed to handle the dating world with no commitments. After her last relationship in college ended abruptly, she wants to focus on herself and build a solid foundation. Unfortunately for her, the return of her ex-boyfriend isn’t getting her any closer to that goal. 

When she meets Carlo, a mob boss who’s as sexy as he is deadly, she can’t help but be intrigued. But his lifestyle is at direct odds with what she wants in life and love. Carlo, however, isn’t making things easy for her.

She could choose to walk away, but will her decision lead to heartache or to a happily-ever-after?

Warning: Adult Content, steamy sex scenes, violence, sensitive subjects for some readers cause trigger, Spinoff from Antonio and Sabrina series. Recommended to read the Antonio and Sabrina series first for context. Can be read as a standalone.

What's better than a sweet release? Two! Come celebrate with Keke Dennie and slue of other authors that will have you begging for more as both Love Don't Live Here Anymore and Captivated by Love go LIVE!

All times are EST:
4:00-4:30 Malek Montag
4:30-5:00 A.M. Williams, Author
5:00-5:30 Kerry WardSallyann Cole
5:30-6:00 Julie JA Lafrance
6:00-6:30 Lia Peele
6:30-7:00 Trish Williford
7:00-7:30 Mercedes Siler
7:30-8:00 Bebe Harlow
8:00-8:30 Zorha Edwards
8:30-9:00 Thia Finn Cindy Griffin
9:00-9:30 Michael GagainAnne McAllister
9:30-10:00 Author K Williams
10:00-10:30 Keke Dennie
Author Bio:
Chiquita is an Author and Entrepreneur. Born in Memphis, TN, and currently a Los Angeles CA native. Her background in film/tv has taught and shaped her passion for writing with her debut romance novel Antonio and Sabrina Struck In Love. Since its debut, fans have embraced the unconventional love story of Sabrina Washington and Antonio De Luca making Antonio and Sabrina Struck In Love an Amazon Best Seller on the charts in Italian Drama, African American Drama. More to come from 304 Publishing Company a brand new home for indie authors.

Also, follow her other Author page, Keke Renee, and catch her latest releases for Erotic, Dark, Paranormal Romance.


Tuesday, October 16, 2018

Release Day Blitz: Knight

Title: Knight
A Club Alias Novel
Author: KD Robichaux
Genre: Erotic Romance/Romantic Suspense
Release Date: October 16, 2018


He’s been my best friend for eleven years, ever since I witnessed his heroism in Afghanistan and nursed him back to health. The young soldier grew into a man I could spend the rest of my life with. But I can never let him know just how much I love him, because not even a hero who lived through a war can survive my past.

She knows every little detail about me. There’s no one in this world I love and care for more. After years of meeting up on my mercenary missions to spend time together, she’s finally coming to see my home, my club, and meeting my friends, who don’t even know she exists. Will I finally be able to convince my secret lover to tear down her fortress so we can become so much more than best friends?

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$2.99 for release day ONLY!


Author Bio

KD Robichaux wanted to be a romance author since the first time she picked up her mom’s Sandra Brown books at the ripe old age of twelve. She went to college to become a writer, but then married and had babies. Putting her dream job on hold to raise her family as a stay at home mom, who read entirely too much, she created a blog where she could keep her family and friends up-to-date on all the hottest reads. From there, by word of mouth, her blog took off and she began using her hard-earned degree as a Senior Editor for Hot Tree Editing. When her kids started school, and with the encouragement from her many author friends, she finally sat down and started working on her first series, The Blogger Diaries, her very own real life romance.

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Tuesday, October 2, 2018

Release Day Blitz: Definition of Redemption

Definition of Redemption by Lia Peele
Definition of Book 3
Published October 2, 2018


They were the perfect couple until the day they became the perfect survivors ... 

Six years after suffering two devastating losses Scarlett is on the road to taking her business to another level. For all the things that are going well in her life, her intimate relationships haven’t moved to a level that satisfies her physical and emotional needs.
Putting it simply her personal life sucks. There’s nothing wrong with it, exactly. On the surface everything looks cool but appearances can be deceiving. In Scarlett’s case, they definitely are.

Walking away from the love of his life shatters Dev into a million pieces. Forced to examine his lifestyle, he transforms his attitude and rebuilds himself from the ground up. Opting to live outside the glare of the spotlight, fate intervenes with an early morning phone call that changes the direction of his life yet again.

Scarlett and Dev exist in the separate worlds they created to recover from their obsession with each other. It hasn’t been easy but it works for them.
Everything changes the day a lucrative business contract with a not-yet-revealed financial source complicates the deal of a lifetime for Scarlett and her organization.
When she discovers who’s behind the life-changing opportunity, her worlds collide and force her to confront what she thought was long gone.
Can she find a way forward? More to the point, does she want to?

** Definition of Redemption is book three in the Scarlett and Dev saga and it should be read after Definition of Craving. The Definition series has its roots in the contemporary erotic romance genre. It therefore contains sex and adult language. You've been warned ... just saying! *** 

After Scarlett/March 2012 

A loud groan wakes me with a start, launching me into the day with a ‘Hell, yeah, get the fuck out of bed’ kind of attitude. It was just me groaning. Nothing new there. My sleeping-self insists on a vicarious existence, remembering everything my lucid-self needs to put behind him for the sake of his sanity.
Nothing good has ever come of looking back. Until Scarlett, that was my mantra. Today though, I’ve got a feeling that my subconscious is way ahead of me. That’s why it woke me from a sleep I wasn’t enjoying.
Turning onto my back, I stretch my full length in the King-size bed, smoothing a hand over the empty space beside me. Scarlett’s place. Or it was until I fucked everything up just by being me.
Twelve months ago today we reconnected after a six-year break. Only the break wasn’t from me, it was from my dad. May as well have been me though, because she never knew I loved her back then.
The sound of my ringtone interrupts my meandering thoughts. I’m grateful it did because they were on the verge of taking me back to that place and I can’t let that happen. Not when I’ve spent the last six months recovering from the stench of Demeter’s toxicity.
Squinting at my phone, the lit up screen reveals it’s just after 10 am and I didn’t get to bed until 3 am. That’s one of the drawbacks of managing a club.
“Yeah,” I croak, wanting to stick my head under the covers and get back to sleep.
“Hello, is that Mr Dev Jackson?” the female voice on the other end of the phone asks.
This’d better not be a call centre. I wanna say, “You’re ringing me, shouldn’t you already know who it is?” but instead I play polite, answering, “Yep. How can I help?”
“I’m calling from the Royal Victoria Infirmary in Newcastle. Mr Robert Taylor was brought in earlier this morning and your contact details were found in his wallet identifying you as his next of kin. You need to come here right away, Mr Jackson.”
She pauses while I hold my breath in my throat, my heart galloping in anticipation of her next words.
“Hold on, please. Let me get this straight. Bob is in hospital and … what’s the matter with him?”
“I’m afraid I can’t discuss the situation over the telephone, but if you come to Intensive Care, we can elaborate then.”
Panic grips me and shakes my shoulders. “Whoa, hang on a second. I’m in Brighton, so I’m hours away. What’s wrong with him? Can’t you tell me?” Switching the phone to speaker, I dash through to the bathroom and turn the shower on.
She ignores my question and instead asks another, “How long will it take you to get here?”
Soaping down, I shout over the sound of the water, “I’m not sure. I’ll have to check the train timetable.”
“I see. All I can tell you is that he’s comfortable, but do whatever you can to get here as soon as possible.”
I know she isn’t gonna give me anything else so I click off, soap off, and dry off.
What the hell? He looked fine when he stayed with me last month. We went for a walk along the pier and he managed that just fine. Yeah, he looked tired when we Skyped a couple of days ago, but when I asked, he brushed it off.
Fuck. I should’ve pressed harder, put more pressure on him. This sounds bad and it has my heart battering against my ribs.
Teeth cleaned and a zap of deodorant later, I quickly stuff my essentials into a small suitcase.
Looking around the small flat, I take a second to gather my thoughts. First thing I need to do is to call my deputy manager. I’ll need someone to cover for me.
“Jeez, you’re up early, Dev. S’up?”
“Hey, Ash, need a favour, mate. I’ve had some bad news. Gotta go back to Newcastle. My grandad’s ill.” He doesn’t need to know Bob is my ex-upstairs neighbour.
“You need me to fill in?”
“Yeah, not sure how long I’ll be, but it sounds bad. The hospital wouldn’t tell me.”
“Just go Dev. Taboo’ll be fine. You know that.”
“Yeah, I do.” I glance at my watch. “Catch you later. I’ll be in touch.”
I hang up and check the train timetable on my phone. There’s one in thirty minutes so I lock up and almost run the ten-minute walk from Taboo to the train station.
It’s a five-plus hour trip so I’ll have plenty of time to persecute myself for not insisting Bob should visit the doctor.
To think that all I wanted to do today was place the booze orders and spend the afternoon at the gym in an effort to knock Scarlett out of my head. I wonder if she remembers it’s been a year.
Even if she does, she’d probably rather forget.

* * *

I squeeze his hand, hoping he can hear me. “Remember that time you, me and Ethel went to Whitley Bay for ice cream? We queued for ages, didn’t we? When we eventually got them, there was so much pecan ice cream on Ethel’s cornet it fell on the pavement and she stormed off in a huff.”
He can’t answer me. He’s unconscious, hooked up to a machine that’s keeping him alive. It’s fucking terrible seeing him lying in the hospital bed looking so frail and grey, with a body that’s shrunk in on itself. It’s as though it’s rehearsing for imminent departure.
When I arrived, they told me he’d had a heart attack in the Post Office. I was thankful he was surrounded by people when he collapsed. If it’d happened at home, he could’ve lain there for days on his own.
I explained that I’m his pseudo-grandson and not his next of kin. After travelling practically the length of the country with just my thoughts for company, I showed them my ID and they finally let me in.
Watching him now, machines helping him to breathe and tubes down his throat, I feel helpless. They said he hasn’t got long. Bob’s life can be measured in minutes but I need more than minutes to tell him everything I wanna tell him.
When I was a raggy-arsed nineteen-year-old I bought the flat downstairs from him and Ethel, with no budget to renovate it. Bob taught me patience and a few DIY tricks. Ethel fed me home cooking.
He instilled integrity into me and showed me how a gentleman behaves around women. Ethel used to say she fell in love with Bob when he stood up to give her his seat on the bus.
His shoulder was the one I needed when I fucked everything up with Scarlett.
He did all that, and so much more, for me and I never even told him how much I loved him. Not properly, anyway. I should add selfish fucker to my never-ending list of defective traits.
Swallowing the lump in my throat, I wrap my hand around his and lift it to my face. He’s freezing. “I’m sorry I wasn’t here for you, the way you were for me. You know I love you and Ethel, don’t you?”
Bob also taught me that real men show their emotions and I should never be ashamed of shedding a few tears. He’d be proud of me now because they’re streaming down my face.
“When you get better, you can take me to the tea dance at the British Legion Club and show me your moves. What d’you say to—”
The alarm sounds on the monitor and it seems like the entire hospital rushes in. I stand back while they work, but I know this is it for Bob.
It’s the first time I’ve seen someone die and it’s fucking horrific.

Author Bio: 

Lia Peele is a British author from the North East of England. 

She’s my alter ego; a creation of my imagination. I resigned from my job so she can write steamy adult contemporary romance. This means I can hide behind her, and she’s given free rein to set my smutty thoughts free.
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