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Corrode by Ella Fields

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Corrode by Ella Fields

Favorite Quotes

 He wrapped his hand in my hair, pulling my head back, forcing my back to arch almost to the point of pain. His other hand dug into my hip. His fingers pressed into my skin, branding me. My legs shook as he pounded into me. My breath ragged. My heart raced.
“I’ll be satisfied when you tell me your name.”

“Why do you want to know?” I didn’t know where my bravado had come from, but I wasn’t going to complain.

“So when I go home, climb into bed, and wrap my hand around my cock, I know whose name I’ll be whispering into the dark.”

The slapping of our wet skin echoed off the tiles and set my head spinning. It didn’t take long for my orgasm to come running. “Open your eyes. I need to see them grow huge when you come,” he grunted between thrusts.
“In you, I find strength. And it’s perfectly okay to find your strength in other people. As long as you know you can find it without them, too.”

Other Stories by Ella Fields:


 

 

About the Author

Ella Fields is a mother and wife who lives in the land Down Under. While her kids are in school, you might find her talking about her characters and books to her two cats. She’s a notorious chocolate and notebook hoarder who enjoys creating hard-won happily ever afters.

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Bottoms Up by Holly Renee

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Bottoms Up by Holly Renee

Favorite Quotes

“What’s your idea of a perfect guy?” She practically sighed as she said it.

“Well he has to be hot, preferably a six pack, sweeps me off my feet, is alpha enough to piss me off just a little bit, and then he will fuck me like a champion and make it all better again.”

“You just described one of your book boyfriends.” 

“How could I not see him?” I plopped on the bed and a few pillows fell to the floor. “He is so hot. He looks like dirty sex.”

“What?”

I leaned up on my elbows to look at her.

“You know what I mean. He looks like he would just be straight up dirty sex. He would be the one to tie you up and make you beg for him to spank your ass.” She pointed her finger at me. “And I promise you, we would beg.”

It’s taking everything inside me not to throw you up against the wall and fuck you. I want to trace every fucking inch of your skin with my tongue.
He wrapped his hand in my hair, pulling my head back, forcing my back to arch almost to the point of pain. His other hand dug into my hip. His fingers pressed into my skin, branding me. My legs shook as he pounded into me. My breath ragged. My heart raced. 

 

Other Stories by Holly Renee:

Strip Me Bare by M. Never

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Strip Me Bare by M. Never

Favorite Quotes

Ryan doesn’t kiss me throughout his venture. He just stares. Pinning me in place with impenetrable blue eyes. He wants me, and nothing or no one is going to get in his way. 
This is the effect Ryan has on me. He pushes my hard limits, he always has, That’s why I love him. Why I’ve always loved him. He makes me feel alive.   
  You changed my entire life that day, and I don’t even think you realized it. I never meant to fall in love with you, but I liked who I was when I was with you. I like who I am now. And it’s because of you.

 

Other Stories by M. Never:

 

 

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About the Author

M. Never resides in New York City. When she’s not researching ways to tie up her characters in compromising positions, you can usually find her at the gym kicking the crap out of a punching bag, or eating at some trendy new restaurant.
She has a dependence on sushi, a fetish for boots, and is stalked by a clingy pit bull named Apache.
She is surrounded by family and friends she wouldn’t trade for the world and is a little in love with her readers. The more the merrier. So make sure to say hi!

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Blade of Darkness by Dianne Duvall

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Blade of Darkness by Dianne Duvall

Favorite Quotes

“I care about you,” she whispered, pressing a kiss to his lips. “I’m falling in love with you.” She tasted his warm, soft lips again. “I want you.”
“I want to feel you clamp down around me and squeeze me tight when you come for me again,” he told her, every muscle tense.

 

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Author Bio:

Dianne Duvall is the New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author of the Immortal Guardians series and The Gifted Ones series. Reviewers have called Dianne’s books “fast-paced and humorous” (Publishers Weekly), “utterly addictive” (RT Book Reviews), “extraordinary” (Long and Short Reviews), and”wonderfully imaginative” (The Romance Reviews). Her books have twice been nominated for RT Reviewers’ Choice Awards and are routinely deemed Top Picks by RT Book Reviews, The Romance Reviews, and/or Night Owl Reviews.

Dianne loves all things creative. When she isn’t writing, Dianne is active in the independent film industry and has even appeared on-screen, crawling out of a moonlit grave and wielding a machete, like some of the vampires she creates in her books.

For the latest news on upcoming releases, contests, and more, please visit DianneDuvall.com. You can also find Dianne online . . .

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Alphas of Danger by Shayla Black, Lexi Blake, Mari Carr, Kris Cook, Anissa Garcia, Kym Grosso, Jenna Jacob, Kennedy Layne, Isabella LaPearl, Carrie Ann Ryan

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Alphas of Danger by Shayla Black, Lexi Blake, Mari Carr, Kris Cook, Anissa Garcia, Kym Grosso, Jenna Jacob, Kennedy Layne, Isabella LaPearl, Carrie Ann Ryan

Favorite Quotes

“Come for me,” he muttered roughly against her thigh. “Cupcakes have cream frosting, and I want all your sweetness on my tongue.” 
“Touch yourself. I want you to rub your little clit and get it hot and ready for me. I want that pussy wet. I want to lick that pussy and get cream all over my tongue. Do you understand me?” 
He sucked and licked until she arched against him, coming so hard that she didn’t have the air in her lungs to even call out his name.

Other Books by the Authors

Drawn to Him: A Romance Collection by Willow Winters, M. Never, L.J. Shen, K. Webster, Jade West, Isabella Starling, A. Zavarelli and K.L. Kreig

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Drawn to Him: A Romance Collection by Willow Winters, M. Never, L.J. Shen, K. Webster, Jade West, Isabella Starling, A. Zavarelli and K.L. Kreig

 

The following never before seen romances were written exclusively for this collection:

Infatuation by Willow Winters
It’s easy to blame it on fate, isn’t it?

The Billionaire’s Beginning by M. Never
A seductive, modern day Romeo and Juliet tale.

Dr. Dreamy by L.J. Shen 
This hot pediatrician will make you want to have his babies.

Malfeasance by K Webster
Judge Rowe never had a problem with morality…until her.

Fifth Avenue Blues by Jade West 
Dreams do come true, and sometimes they are very dirty.

Datenight by Isabella Starling
She doesn’t want a dinner and a movie. He’ll give her exactly what she needs.

Bad Cop by A. Zavarelli

He’ll lock you up and throw away the key.

One Night by K.L. Kreig 
Sex, carnal and unadulterated. It was just one night…yet it was so much more.

Born, Darkly (Darkly, Madly Duet Book 1) by Trisha Wolfe

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Born, Darkly (Darkly, Madly Duet Book 1) by Trisha Wolfe

Favorite Quotes

Shame is the conception of most sins against ourselves.
Ours is not a love story— we’re too volatile, too explosive for monotony. No, our story comes with a warning. Beware. 
I release the breath I’ve been holding, and Grayson’s sharp intake, as if he’s stealing it for himself, sparks a primal thrill within me.  
His smile stretches, meeting his cool blue eyes. “Inappropriate? I hardly think that expresses it. It was fucking shattering. You want romance, go find yourself a nice little do-boy. But you don’t want that—  I tasted what you crave. I can feel it in you now. That dark obsession that twists you, makes you mine.  

 

Other Stories by Trisha Wolfe:

 


 

About the Author

From an early age, Trisha Wolfe dreamed up fantasy worlds and characters and was accused of talking to herself. Today, she lives in South Carolina with her family and writes full time, using her fantasy worlds as an excuse to continue talking to herself.

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Forget Me Not by Willow Winters

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Forget Me Not by Willow Winters

Favorite Quotes

She’s my prey, small and scared. And trapped. But I think she likes it this way. I think I’m her predator of choice.
I only know two things to be true. If she leaves, I’d rather kill myself than live another day. And I need to get her out of here. I promise I’ll find a way out.   
  She moans into my mouth, and my dick instantly hardens. I rock it into her needing to feel something. A voice hisses in the back of my head, mine, as I break the heated kiss and catch my quickened breath. 
She wants me to punish her. I will. She wants me to have her. I’ll take every piece of her and leave her with nothing. Nothing without me from this day forward.  

Other Stories by Willow Winters :

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About the Author

Willow Winters is so happy to be a USA Today, Wall Street Journal and #1 Contemporary Bestselling Romance Author. She likes her action hot and her bad boys hotter. She certainly doesn’t hold back on either one in her writing!

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Giveaway + Excerpt from Blade of Darkness by Dianne Duvall

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Giveaway + Excerpt from Blade of Darkness by Dianne Duvall

Return to the “utterly addictive” (RT Book Reviews) world of New York Times bestselling author Dianne Duvall’s Immortal Guardians.

Dana Pembroke has been able to glimpse the future of those she touches for as long as she can remember.  But she never saw Aidan coming.  When the tall, dark Celt with the charming grin yet world-weary eyes walks through her door, the future she sees for him is one full of violence, danger, deception… and passion.  Because amidst the terrifying battles that unfold in her visions, she also sees herself in Aidan’s arms and in his bed.  Dana knows she should keep her distance, but the tender moments and laughter they share entice her even as she finds herself thrust into a world of vampires, immortals, and other preternatural beings.

Immortal Guardian Aidan O’Byrne has been hunting and slaying psychotic vampires for nearly three thousand years, so visions of bloody battles don’t trouble him.  The battles Dana foresees, however, show Aidan’s brethren turning against him, so he can’t help but feel alarmed.  While he spends as much time as he can with Dana, struggling to decipher her dire predictions, Aidan finds himself utterly smitten. Hope rises that he has finally found a woman who can banish the darkness and loneliness that plague him. But when vampires begin targeting Dana and a powerful enemy spawns chaos, will fate grant them time to find happiness together?


Excerpt from Blade of Darkness

Smiling, she motioned to the bed. “You recognize this place?”

He nodded, his eyes acquiring an amber glow. “This is where we made love in your vision.”

Her pulse picked up. “So it is.” What the hell was wrong with her? She had just had the scare of a lifetime—two actually—but suddenly could think of nothing but the feel of Aidan’s hands on her, tugging her shirt over her head so he could touch bare skin, teasing her nipples and tantalizing her with his tongue.

Heat flashed through her.

“Shall I tell Heather we’d like another room?” he asked.

Dana shook her head.

He took a step toward her. “Do you want me to sleep on the floor?”

Again she wagged her head from side to side, staggered by the desire that suddenly coursed through her.

Aidan slowly approached her. “What do you want?” he asked softly.

“Honestly?”

“Honestly.”

“I want you,” she stated boldly. “Naked. I want to feel your bare body against mine.”

His eyes brightened with amber light. “Dana,” he whispered, his voice deepening as he drew close enough to touch.

“I think,” she said breathlessly as she tilted her head back to look up at him, “that I’m doing that thing where—after narrowly escaping death—you feel a sudden, driving need to reaffirm life.”

He settled his hands on her hips and squeezed as though he wanted desperately to let those hands go exploring and was barely keeping them in check. “Don’t tempt me, sweetheart.”

Easing forward, she leaned her body into his. “I’ll tempt you and more,” she promised, sucking in a breath when he slid his large hands around and down to cup her ass.

Both moaned when she rose onto her toes and arched against the hard length behind his fly.


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Author Bio:

Dianne Duvall is the New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author of the Immortal Guardians series and The Gifted Ones series. Reviewers have called Dianne’s books “fast-paced and humorous” (Publishers Weekly), “utterly addictive” (RT Book Reviews), “extraordinary” (Long and Short Reviews), and”wonderfully imaginative” (The Romance Reviews). Her books have twice been nominated for RT Reviewers’ Choice Awards and are routinely deemed Top Picks by RT Book Reviews, The Romance Reviews, and/or Night Owl Reviews.

Dianne loves all things creative. When she isn’t writing, Dianne is active in the independent film industry and has even appeared on-screen, crawling out of a moonlit grave and wielding a machete like some of the vampires she creates in her books.

For the latest news on upcoming releases, contests, and more, please visit DianneDuvall.com. You can also find Dianne online . . .

Author Social Media Links

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Otter’s Toy Box by Yolanda Olson and Elizabeth Cash

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Otter’s Toy Box by Yolanda Olson and Elizabeth Cash

Favorite Quotes

Perfection is only an illusion, and everyone wears a mask to hide the true monster that lies beneath.
It’s something I want so fucking much. For Shayla to love me – for anyone to love me really, but her more than anyone else.  
She lets out such a loud moan that I could almost swear the walls shook in the damn room. She can be a real banshee when she’s satisfied, and that’s how I know I’ve done a good job.  

Other Stories by Yolanda Olson and Elizabeth Cash:

Three is a War by Pam Godwin

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Three is a War by Pam Godwin

Favorite Quotes

You shatter me,” he breathes against my lips. I hum with contentment. “We can fall apart together. 
Since the moment I saw you…” Trace squeezes my fingers. “I haven’t gone a day without thinking about you. No matter how much it hurts or how long it takes, I know that a lifetime with you is worth fighting for.  

 

Tangled Lies Series by Pam Godwin:

 

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Pam Godwin

New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author, Pam Godwin, lives in the Midwest with her husband, their two children, and a foulmouthed parrot. When she ran away, she traveled fourteen countries across five continents, attended three universities, and married the vocalist of her favorite rock band.

Java, tobacco, and dark romance novels are her favorite indulgences, and might be considered more unhealthy than her aversion to sleeping, eating meat, and dolls with blinking eyes.

~WebsiteFacebookTwitter – Goodreads

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Muscle Memory by Stylo Fantôme

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Muscle Memory by Stylo Fantôme

Favorite Quotes

” I thought you were just some good girl who didn’t know what she was getting into,” he said.

“Well then, do you still think that?”

“No.”

“What do you think about me now?”

“I think you’re a very naughty girl who’s about to get fucked.”  

 

If she couldn’t be the love of his life anymore, she would help him love life. She would make him smile and laugh, she would encourage him and share with him.

 

I don’t know her, but she’s in my blood and in my bones and in my body. I wake up reaching for her, but can’t remember her ever being there. I turn around to look for her, then realize she was never with me. She’s my ghost, she haunts me. I don’t remember her, but I know her.

 

Other Stories by Stylo Fantôme

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51dLIGmqT4L._UX250_About the Author

Crazy woman living in an undisclosed location in Alaska (where the need for a creative mind is a necessity!), I have been writing since …, forever? Yeah, that sounds about right. I have been told that I remind people of Lucille Ball – I also see shades of Jennifer Saunders, and Denis Leary. So basically, I laugh a lot, I’m clumsy a lot, and I say the F-word A LOT.

I like dogs more than I like most people, and I don’t trust anyone who doesn’t drink. No, I do not live in an igloo, and no, the sun does not set for six months out of the year, there’s your Alaska lesson for the day. I have mermaid hair – both a curse and a blessing – and most of the time I talk so fast, even I can’t understand me.

Yeah. I think that about sums me up.

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Cyanide by Ella Fields

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Cyanide by Ella Fields

Favorite Quotes

 “Let’s quit wasting time with pretenses, shall we?” He lowers his voice. “You’re out of this world hot, and I’ve got a big cock. I know how to use. And I’d really like to use it on you, in you, all over you.”
He takes a seat on the bed, and I pull back to stare down at him, wiping some of my red lipstick from his mouth. “Yeah. You do realize you’re still inside me?” Reaching up to tuck some hair behind my ear, he bites my bottom lip, dragging it into his mouth and rolling it between his teeth. I feel him twitch inside me. “Get used to it. It’s where I’m staying all night.”
“That’s it; tell anyone who can hear exactly what I do to you. Let them hear you come while you’re stuffed full of my cock, beauty,” he whispers across my lips.
“You’re the greatest adventure I’ve ever had.” The admission pours from somewhere deep in my soul. “But when you look at me, I feel it everywhere… mainly here.” I tap my chest then lean on my toes to bump my nose against his. “If you were a book, I’d read you, touch you, look at you every day and never get bored.”

 

 

Other Stories by Ella Fields:

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About the Author

Ella Fields is a mother and wife who lives in the land Down Under. While her kids are in school, you might find her talking about her characters and books to her two cats. She’s a notorious chocolate and notebook hoarder who enjoys creating hard-won happily ever afters.

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Master of My Body by Marissa Honeycutt

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Master of My Body by Marissa Honeycutt

Favorite Quotes

Difficult girls gave Vamar an excuse to be as cruel as he wanted. Not that he necessarily needed an excuse, but most of the time, he tried to present himself as refined, above the need to torture and abuse. It was more fun to fuck with their minds than their bodies. Bodies healed. Minds usually didn’t. Be kind to them, speaking soft words as he caused immense amounts of pain was his favorite activity.  
Master bent down and started kissing her neck. She didn’t want to enjoy the touch of his lips, soft and warm and awakening the desire she tried so hard to keep art bay. She didn’t want to close her eyes and sign as he combed his fingers through her hair. But she did.
Master caressed her breasts, pulling gently at her nipples and kissing the back of her neck. He moved his hips and she gasped as a small orgasm ripped through her body. “Wouldn’t it be better to not feel the shame?” he whispered. “To just enjoy the depravity. You’ll never escape it, Sabrina. I won’t let you. You will become like me one way or the other. Just give in.”   

 

Other Stories by Marissa Honeycutt:

 

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About the Author:

“If Stephen King got together with Tom Clancy and wrote an erotica book…,”
…is how Marissa describes her books when asked. She doesn’t seek to write any particular genre, style, or length, only following her gut instincts and the lead of her characters. The Life of Anna crosses many genre lines including erotica, suspense, psychological thriller, horror, political conspiracy, paranormal, and romance. Marissa’s story of Anna began with a dream about being kidnapped with Adam Savage from Mythbusters (Yes, really). Over the next year and a half, it morphed into the story that is now known as “The Life of Anna.” She has also published Distorted Hope, which is based on her kidnapped dream. Abandoned Grace was published last year as a side story to The Life of Anna.

Marissa stays busy running her household, fending off two adorable kittens, and interacting with her readers on social media. She is a self-proclaimed geek and is striving to learn the basics of graphic design. She is also actively pursuing a more natural lifestyle, which includes essential oils, natural cleaning products, and whole, organic foods. Marissa’s addictions include the Science and History Channels, anything chocolate mint, vintage books, cute kitty cats and laughter.

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Bait by Jade West

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Bait by Jade West

Favorite Quotes

Two weeks and he’ll make this real. Two weeks and he’ll be my monster. A monster of flesh and bone and breath. A monster who won’t disappear when I open my eyes. He’ll chase me, and hurt me, and fuck me, and I’ll pretend I don’t want it. But I will. Oh fuck, I will.
I’ll hurt her until she thinks she’s been hurting forever, until she screams so much she can’t scream anymore. Until she’s done. Until she’s mine.
I don’t even wait for her to catch her breath. She’s still panting as I tear myself out of her. Her mouth is open in a scream when I scramble up and fill it with cock. It won’t fit. It never does. Not until I hook my fingers in her teeth and open her wide for me.  
“You wanted a monster,” I breathe and shunt so hard the bed rattles. “You’ll feel me for fucking days.” 

Other Books by Jade West

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About the Author

Jade West is a contemporary erotic author, real life submissive, and former sex chat-line operator, who is plenty used to getting people all steamed up with her dirty mouth. Her debut release, Dirty Bad Wrong, smashed into the Amazon top 100 in February 2015, followed by Dirty Bad Savage in June – an Amazon top 100 bestseller in 4 countries. Dirty Bad Strangers topped the erotica chart, reaching an impressive 13 overall in the US Kindle Store, and the latest tale of debauchery, Dirty Bad Secrets – returning to the heart of Club Explicit has just been unleashed on the public.

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The Darkest Sunrise Duet by Aly Martinez

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The Darkest Sunrise Duet by Aly Martinez

Favorite Quotes

I wasn’t a rash person by any stretch of the imagination, but I felt it with her – the common denominator I’d never found with anyone else. Don’t get me wrong. Love at first sight didn’t exist. Soul mates were the likes of fairy tales. And lust wasn’t love, no matter how hard you tried to convince yourself otherwise. 
“Please, Porter,” she said in a husky voice. I felt every single consonant and vowel of her plea deep inside my soul. She didn’t need to beg. Not now. Not ever. If she wanted anything, I was going to give it to her. 
“You’re hard to read, Charlotte. But your hands always tell me the truth.” His voice got low and husky. “You grip me tight when you’re nervous or anxious. You squeeze me soft when you’re being sweet. And you pull it away when you’re trying to hide.” He nuzzled his face and breathed, “Tonight, we’ll figure out what your hands do when I’m making you come. 

 

Other Stories by Aly Martinez:

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 Aly Martinez

I’m a wife and stay at home mom to four wild kids under the age of six. My life is pretty much crazy at all times.
I’m a proud wino. Reader. Author. Ice cream hater. Olive lover. Southern girl. Did I mention wino already?

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Mister Moneybags by Vi Keeland & Penelope Ward

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Mister Moneybags by Vi Keeland & Penelope Ward

“I most certainly cannot get whatever I want.  If that were true, I’d be underneath this table right now with my head between your legs.”
“Call me an asshole if you want, but I have the urge to mark you.  Sink my teeth into your skin to brand you as mine and then come so hard inside of you that parts of me will never find their way out again.”

 

Rock Chick Reawakening by Kristen Ashley

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Rock Chick Reawakening by Kristen Ashley

Favorite Quotes

His grin became a smile I felt in my coochie.
“Can we make a deal that if I have forty-eight hours drama-free, you’ll consider banging me?”
“Now, go to bed, baby.  And if you do something while wrapped up in my sheets that I’d love, but right now knowing you were doing it would kill me, please be quiet.  I intend to be.”
“You don’t wanna fuck me,” I whispered.

“No, I don’t want to fuck you,” he bit off.

“You want to make love to me.”

“Yes, that what I want to do and that’s what I need you to feel when I do it.”

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Excerpt

Obviously, I’d decided to go out with Marcus.

He wanted to convince me we were meant to be together, he’d been kind enough to me he’d earned that shot.

But he was going to know what he was getting.

To this end, I was wearing my leopard print (or one of them). A skintight mini-dress that only went down to there. The back was scooped all the way out and the front was scooped to maximum cleavage potential (and with the maximums of my cleavage, this might be awe-inspiring to some; heck, it was my cleavage and it was still that to me).

I was going to pair this with my sky-high platform sandals with the black patent across the balls of my feet, open toes to show off the new fire-engine-red pedicure I’d given myself (along with the same in a manicure, but on my long talons, I’d added a curve of amber rhinestones all along one side of the outer edge of each ring finger). The platform and heel of the shoes were covered in leopard.

My hair was even more sky-high than my platforms. Teased to mammoth proportions at the top and sides, I’d smoothed that back and then curled the hell out of the rest of my tresses so they fell in soft, defined swirls from a high-rise at the crown all the way down my back (the bangs were blown out straight and brushing my forehead).

My makeup was how I’d do it if I was stripping, which was how I’d do it when I wasn’t stripping. My eyes weren’t smoky. They were smoke. My skin bronzed. The sides of my nose and under my cheekbones shaded. My cheeks a dewy tangerine. My lips a nude-y, super-glossed, glittering peach.

I had in bronze chandelier earrings that nearly swept my shoulders and were liberally dosed with black and amber beads. A bronze statement necklace practically covered my upper chest and I had so many dangly bracelets on, if Marcus got through the night without the noise of them tinkling driving him to murder me, he’d definitely pass an important test.

 


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 About Kristen Ashley:

Kristen Ashley was born in Gary, Indiana, USA and nearly killed her mother and herself making it into the world, seeing as she had the umbilical cord wrapped around her neck (already attempting to accessorize and she hadn’t taken her first breath!). Her mother said they took Kristen away, put her Mom back in her room, her mother looked out the window, and Gary was on fire (Dr. King had been assassinated four days before). Kristen’s Mom remembered thinking it was the end of the world. Quite the dramatic beginning.

Nothing’s changed.

Kristen grew up in Brownsburg, Indiana and has lived in Denver, Colorado and the West Country of England. Thus, she’s blessed to have friends and family around the globe. Her family was (is) loopy (to say the least) but loopy is good when you want to write. They all lived together on a very small farm in a small farm town in the heartland. She grew up with Glenn Miller, The Everly Brothers, REO Speedwagon and Whitesnake (and the wardrobes that matched).

Needless to say, growing up in a house full of music, clothes and love was a good way to grow up.

And as she keeps growing, it keeps getting better.

 

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Retrieval (The Retrieval Duet Book 1) by Aly Martinez

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Retrieval (The Retrieval Duet Book 1) by Aly Martinez

Favorite Quotes

” I’d lived twenty-six years of life before that night.

But suddenly, I was alive for the very first time.

I knew absolutely nothing about that man.

But I knew he was mine.

And I was meant to be his. “

“I battled the urge to kiss her. To claim her. To take back the woman who had always been mine.”
“This is not one night.  You will not shut down on me.  I get you’re scared.  We’ll figure that part out later.  After I make you come, fast and hard against my mouth.  After I shower.  After I drink a beer.  After my burger.  But before I fuck you.”

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EXCERPT

“Where’d you get beer?” Elisabeth asked as she scrambled from the couch.

“Seth,” I replied, hanging my head and rubbing my eyes.

Jesus, I’d wanted to kiss her. She was being a bitch, spouting shit she didn’t mean just because she was too scared to let me in.

But, even through it, those plump lips were calling to me.

I’d never been able to resist that woman. Despite that we’d fallen apart, it hadn’t changed. The hum for her was still in my veins. It never went away, but for two years, it had been dormant. I’d packed it down so tightly that I’d hoped it had died. But, with one look, my body began thrumming like a live wire.

“Seth?” she asked as she bent over to straighten her tight, black pencil skirt.

It was a rare occasion to catch Elisabeth in something other than a perfectly pressed skirt and a pair of heels. But she’d been sleeping all day. It was wrinkled all to hell and back. The only thing her efforts succeeded in was drawing my attention down to her legs.

Legs that had spent many nights wrapped around my hips as she came while crying my name.

Shit. I should go.

But, after the way she’d latched on to me that morning, I wasn’t going anywhere.

“My assistant,” I answered. “I had him pick you up a bottle of wine, too.”

She blinked. “You have an assistant? Who delivers you beer? And your ex-wife wine?”

“No, I have an assistant who does whatever the fuck I need him to do. And, luckily for us, beer and wine happen to fall into the whatever-the-fuck-I-need-him-to-do category tonight.” She fought back a smile as I finished, “So do gyros.”

“Damn. I need to get one of those,” she mumbled to herself.

I smirked. “Cash my checks and you could afford one.”

It was a dick move, bringing up the money right then. But, despite her expert hand in decorating, that little starter house we’d bought with rose-colored glasses now needed a shit-ton of work.

Her back shot ramrod straight, fury crinkling the corners of her eyes as she snarled, “I’m not cashing your checks.”

I shrugged. “Guess you’ll have to figure out how to get your own wine and dinner after tonight.”

“I think I can manage,” she fired back.

“Suit yourself.” I pushed off the couch and meandered to the kitchen.

I went to the fridge and leaned in, searching for anything I could snack on. With the exception of at least a dozen Tupperware containers, she didn’t have much in the way of a quick bite.

Snagging a handful of grapes from the drawer, I made a mental note to send Seth to the grocery store after he’d delivered dinner.

Popping the grapes in my mouth one by one, I felt her watching me in what could only be defined as silent awe. I decided my best move would be to ignore it. “You know, I should have invented Tupperware. You alone could keep me in business,” I told her, retrieving a beer and then shutting the door.

She scoffed then muttered, “At least then I would have benefitted from you abandoning our marriage.”

Lava fresh off the volcanoes in Hell boiled in my veins.

I cocked my head to the side and questioned, “I’m sorry. Come again?”

“You should go,” she snapped.

Think a-fucking-gain.

“Nah, I’m good. Got any movies?”

I tipped the bottle to my lips, doing my best to calm the storm brewing within me, all while still fighting the desire to take her to the floor, plant myself between her legs, and remind her how that fucking attitude affected me.

Clearly, she had forgotten.

My cock had not.

“Roman, it’s been a crazy day. Please don’t do this tonight.”

“Do what?” I asked, leaning back against the huge, granite island.

She threw her hands out to the sides in frustration. “What you always do.”

“What do I always do, Lissy?”

“This!” she yelled.

I frowned and took another pull from my beer. “Haven’t been in our kitchen, drinking beer, in a long time. I hardly think it’s fair to say I always do it.”

Her eyes nearly bulged from her head. “My kitchen, Roman. This is my kitchen. Not ours. And you know good and damn well that is not what I’m talking about.”

My lips twitched as I pointed the neck of my bottle at her. “No. What I know good and damn well is that I have no idea what the fuck you are talking about. Or why you’re slinging unnecessary and, might I add, undeserved attitude at me like a short-order cook at the bitch house.”

“He did not say that to me,” she whispered to herself.

When I lifted a shoulder in a half shrug, she swung a pointed finger toward the door and yelled, “Get out!”

I grinned, crossing my legs at the ankle. “You always were cranky when you were hungry.”

And that was the exact moment her head exploded. Retrieval by Aly Martinez

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