Tuesday, October 31, 2017

RELEASE BLITZ - SAVED BY THE SINGLE DAD SEAL (HEARTS OF STONE #2) BY NIKKI KAYE


Title: Saved By The Single Dad Seal 
Series:  (Hearts of Stone #2)
Author: Nikky Kaye 
Genre: Navy Seal Romance 










When my friend Evie lost her heart—and her v-card—to billionaire Dominic Stone, it put me in the line of fire of his adopted brother, Jake.


That line of fire is so hot that I nearly melted when he suggested we go together to Evie and Dom’s wedding. I don’t trust my hormones around him, so I told him—and myself—that I wasn’t interested.

Even if he is a wall of perfection with a bad boy smirk and a filthy mouth.


Even if the tattoos on his arms shift hypnotically when he holds his adorable daughter.

Even if his military training and fierce protective streak could shelter me from the secret admirer whose creepy gifts are escalating.


Even if… oh, who am I kidding?

I’m in real trouble, but I’m not sure who is more dangerous—my stalker, or Jake Stone.

Saved By the Single Dad SEAL is a steamy story of self-discovery, steely nerves (and other body parts), suspense, and singularly bad ninja skills. This follow-up to Bought By the Billionaire Brothers can be read as a standalone—if your knees don’t wobble too much, that is! 


















Katy Nixon is the playful alter ego of the already playful Nikky Kaye, who is the alter ego of— wait, I’m not telling you that! Damn, I’d make a terrible secret superhero. I love reading and writing funny, sexy stories. I am over-educated and under-organized, and have a terrible habit of adding more books to my Kindle than I can possibly read. My auction experience is limited to eBay and viewings at Sotheby’s and Christie’s in New York. The only double penetration I’ve had is being sandwiched in my own bed by my young twin sons. Today, the biggest risk I took was having cotton candy for dinner. And it was fucking delicious






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RELEASE BLITZ - SHREDDED BY VIVIAN LUX



Title: Shredded 
Author: Vivian Lux
Genre: Romance




Tell me you want this as bad as I do.


When something slammed into me at band rehearsal, I wasn't expecting it to be a woman that landed on top of me.
And I definitely wasn't expecting it to be a woman like Reese Bailey.
My blue-eyed, backwoods angel is the exact opposite of what I should want. 
After all, I'm the millionaire rockstar bassist of Wreckage whose family owns one of the largest estates in England, and she's a tough-talking American country girl and the only female roadie on our crew. 
She's not what I wanted.
But she's exactly what I need. 

Now what I need is to bruise her lips with mine and feel her body quiver as I make her moan.
But she's holding back. She's scared of something and I need to know what it is.

Because I want all of her.

Even her secrets.







Vivian Lux loves bad boys who are good men. She lives in Upstate New York with her adorable twin boys and model-hot husband. When she isn't writing, she's reading. If she isn't reading, she'd like to be hiking but is more likely dealing with the mountain of laundry that piled up while she was writing and reading. 




*****COVER REVEAL AND FREE PREQUEL***** SINGLE DAD'S SWEETHEART BY AMELIA WILDE



Title: Single Dad's Sweetheart 
Author: Amelia Wilde 
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: 11-8-2017








He’ll give her more than just a kiss.

Wilder Felix isn’t coming to some middle-of-nowhere town hours outside the city because he wants to.

He has no other choice.

He’s the frontman for the country’s hottest band, and the world is expecting an album.
His label demands one.   

The lyrics won’t come.

Not since his wife was killed. Not since he was left alone to raise their baby daughter.

He’s a devastated rock star on a required vacation.
That’s all this is.

He’ll force himself to write and indulge his daughter Isabella’s love of chocolate hearts.

He does not expect to find the sweetest thing working behind the counter of Lakewood’s only candy shop.

And he doesn’t expect to be her first.

Shira Calhoun is all wrong for him. Fresh out of college. Virtually untouched.

But one look at her has him aching to play all her notes.

Single Dad’s Sweetheart is a sweet, steamy single dad romance with a hometown twist. If you like rock star heroes, spitfire heroines, and HEAs like fine chocolate, you’re going to love this sexy story by Amelia Wilde.




Free Prequel 
Bittersweet
By Amelia Wilde
Published 10-24-2017
Available for download NOW




Amelia Wilde doesn’t always write about billionaires, but when she does, they’re alphas with hearts of gold and panty-dropping good looks. She doesn’t always write about small-town men, but when she does, they’re too hot to handle and good with their hands. She always writes about sexy heroes who go after what they want and heroines with enough spark and drive to power an entire city. She always wants the perfect happy ending. She will always accept free cookies. 
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RELEASE BLITZ - AVARICE COLLECTION (HELL ON EARTH 1-3) BY A.C. MELODY



Title: Avarice Collection ( Hell On Earth 1-3)
Author: A.C. Melody
Genre: Dark Erotic/BDSM/Paranormal










Devils Only.
It was a permanent note-to-self right above her panties, because anything less was a disappointment. She never meant it as an invitation...

Avarice is what makes the world go round, and Kameo Kross never cared to be an exception to the rule. Her sole ambition is to avoid joining the ranks of New York's poorest denizens. Between a bastard of a new boss and a Dom who tempts her darkest, depraved needs, Kami reevaluates her goal for sanity's sake. She doesn't fear pain, death or eternal damnation, but the idea of submitting completely has her itching to run.

Unforgiving, destiny's twisted plot thrusts Kami into a world she'd never feared existed, and the crosshairs of an enemy threatening to expose all of her shameful secrets to the media. As her life is completely altered, good versus evil becomes a matter all too personal. Yet, nothing's more difficult than facing the truths of her heart, and finding the courage to embrace the kind of submission she's always longed for.

Unleashed in a hailstorm of fury, Hell will come for those seeking glory from Kami's missteps and she'll face off with the Devil, himself, to get what she's finally accepted as hers to have: Happiness. As the calendar races toward Beltane, sordid plots of single-minded obsession and greed continue to thwart their eternal bliss, but the real challenge awaits in the aftermath of retribution. Can Kami and her Master find some semblance of redemption in one another at last, or will the demon within change everything?

Trigger/Content Warning: This collection is Dark, BDSM Paranormal Romance, all references to devils in the blurb are sincere. Possible triggers include but are not limited to demonology, violence, R.A.C.K. (Risk Awareness Consensual Kink), graphic sex and explicit language. Not intended for readers under the age of 18.











His wet fingers abandoned the inside of her throat, cupping the curve of her jaw, and his mouth crushed down on hers.

It was a whole new kind of oral sex. That was the only way to describe the aggressive, needy assault. His tongue thrust as his lips dominated hers harder and greedier, like there was some kind of climax waiting for him at the end. A preview of his skills, or a promise that it would be the only way he would invade her body, no matter which part of himself he was using? Regardless, it was ferocious, filthy, and the best damn kiss Kami had ever experienced.

She could feel his mask bumping alongside her temple, as if he'd turned the bull snout to the side, but that meant his face was still mostly covered. He must not trust the blindfolds. Did that mean he wasn't planning on removing the mask at all? Kami hoped not. She wanted him to keep it on. That way her imagination could continue filling in the blanks the way she wanted them, rather than chance being disappointed by reality. She didn't care how damn shallow that made her. This was her night, and it was already panning out better than any Halloween before it, so no. She didn't want anything to ruin it.

"Mmm, you taste foolishly brave," he groaned quietly as he licked and nibbled at her lips, diving back in for one last devastating kiss.
Settling back in the seat, he returned the mask to its rightful place and forced her down onto her knees again. His thumb picked up its previous stroking over her lips, but when her bound wrists slid down the hard plane of his stomach and into his lap, there was no mistaking the bulging line of his erection. The feel of it had her lust spreading hotter, dampening her panties with desperate anticipation.

She earned a soft mocking laugh when she started rubbing her arms over the steely line.
"You like knowing what you do to my cock, demon? How hard you make it just by choking on my fingers?" he asked. "Is that what you were hoping to accomplish while you were dancing for me?"

If he was trying to embarrass her with that insight, he was going to be disappointed. Knowing he knew, that he'd been aware, only turned her on more.

"No, but it's a start," she replied.
He laughed appreciatively at that, and it was far more sinister than his mocking laugh.
"Ambition and Greed go hand-and-hand, little one. As you said, it's a start."

He wanted her to be greedy? He probably shouldn't have told her that. Before she could reply, the limo slowed to a stop, reigniting the thrill of uncertainty. When the driver opened the door, her bull man climbed out first, then reached inside and hauled her out by the waist.

Once she was on her feet, he grabbed her bound wrists and started leading her across old asphalt. Her heels clicked and wobbled in the rough patches. She thought she heard water lapping and a nearby buoy. It definitely smelled like the docks. The way the noise and voices echoed indicated they were surrounded by warehouses or giant shipping containers.

Again, it should have been a red flag, but Kami wasn't afraid, only morbidly curious. It took her a moment to realize they were drawing closer to the pulsing bass of music. Her escort paused for a moment before a door opened and it washed over them loud and clear. They stopped directly inside to wait for everyone. When the metal door finally closed, her bull man untied the blindfold.

Blinking in the dimly lit entrance, Kami saw that it was a makeshift foyer with draping velveteen crimson, black-and-white jack-o-lanterns, Gothic candelabras, antiqued mirrors, and other décor that would indicate they were getting ready to enter a vampire's secret lair. Even the music thumping and crawling over her flesh was more along the lines of Screamo-Goth-Rave, than the Dubstep bass would suggest.

"You know, there are at least a hundred different horror movies that begin this way," she referred to the space around them by drawing a small square in the air with her index fingers.
A more difficult task than one would think with bound wrists.
"That's what makes decorating so easy," he said, pulling her against his body to slip a hand under her skirt and take his fill of her ass cheek. "The question is, was that just an observation or cold feet?"

"My feet never get cold," she replied.
She barely heard the low rumble of his laugh when he bowed his head right beside her ear. "Careful, demon. Some might take that answer as a deliberate challenge."
It was a seduction, his mind. The things he picked out of the air, as if her thoughts were broadcasting on wavelengths he could read like a digital marquee. Things that no other man on the planet had ever been able to hear between the lines of her responses before.

"You're free to take it however you like," she pointed out, but it wasn't flippant.
No, it was more like poking the growling lion with a sharp stick just to see what would happen.
"I don't need you to tell me that, demon. I always take what I want, however I want, whenever I want," he stated, before lowering his voice even more. "I don't wait for holidays."




A.C. Melody is a hybrid author of Erotic Romance and all its savory sub-genres. Confessed javaholic, introverted geeky girl with a twisted sense of humor and a wretched muse. She has a weakness for hard ass Alphas and the strong women who capture their hearts, without damaging their rough edges.

A lifetime lover of fairytales, myths, legends and ancient pantheons, A.C. spends more time researching than writing. Her biggest goal is to provide new, captivating angles on old, favorite tales with enticing twists and characters that redefine preset expectations.

She's 100% guilty of placing all her money on the underdogs, anti-heroes and shameless whores. A.C. loves to hear from her readers and can be found at any of the following sites: