Gio by Kenya Wright

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Gio by Kenya Wright

Favorite Quotes:

“I would like you to write me some more songs. And with these new ones, I don’t want her to beg. I want her to take control. He wants to give it to her. Trust me on that. She would never have to beg with him.”

I couldn’t help it, but I had to ask. “But what if she loves to beg? What if it turns her on?”

From the moment I pressed play, every lyric, every note, every fucking tone made my cock hard by the second. It shouldn’t have been that way. I’d been with more women than I could remember, but there was something about her. Something I couldn’t touch. Something that made me crave more. 

Other Stories by Kenya Wright:

Shameless Sit-Down With Kristen Proby

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Shameless Sit-Down With Kristen Proby

I am delighted to celebrate the release of Easy Melody in this Shameless Sit-Down with Kristen Proby! Declan and Callie’s story is SBC Recommended and available NOW! Pick it up! ~Nelle

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Easy MelodyQ: In Easy Melody we spent some time with some old friends (not to give too much away). Will we visit with other old friends in the future?

I’m not sure. It’s usually a surprise to me while I’m writing the book. I wouldn’t rule it out, but I also wouldn’t count on it. How’s that for vague?

Q: What lesson (or lessons) did you learn from writing your previous series (With Me in Seattle or Love Under the Big Sky) that you are implementing in the Boudreaux series?

I don’t think it’s lessons as much as it’s just growing as a writer. I hope that my writing is improving and evolving with each book.

Q: You’ve written all different kinds of heroes. Is there a particular hero type that you find especially challenging?

Every hero is a challenge because they’re all different. I think it’s interesting to try to get inside the head of a man, to see things through his eyes, and react the way a man would. It’s one of the most enjoyable parts of the process for me.

Q: The women in your book are always modern, successful and relatable. Where do you find inspiration for them?

Honestly, I just write women that I’d like to be friends with. If I like them and root for them, the reader will too.

Q: Each of your series have centered around a very specific locale. When planning a series, do you start with the location or the characters?

It all seems to come together organically. When I plan a new series, I really sit down and look at the big picture: setting, plot and characters.

Q: What’s the weirdest or most interesting gift you’ve received from a reader?

I can’t think of anything that’s been particularly weird or different. I’m always surprised by the homemade gifts, and how much time readers put into crafting them. It’s humbling and so sweet.

Lightning Round!

Q: What’s your favorite thing in your closet?

Q: Coffee or Tea?

Q: Wine: White, Red, or Pink?

Q: Favorite childhood board game?
I hate board games.

Q: Cupcakes or brownies?
Can’t I have both?

Q: Favorite TV show of all time?

Q: If you could have any superpower, which would you choose?
Hmm… I want to fly. I think.

Q: Most outrageous note from your editor?
I plead the fifth.

Q: Favorite magazine?

Q: Favorite guilty pleasure book?
No book is a guilty pleasure.

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The Boudreaux Series Reading Order

Easy Love (The Boudreaux Series Book 1)
Easy Charm (The Boudreaux Series Book 2)
Easy Melody (The Boudreaux Series Book 3)
Easy Kisses (The Boudreaux Series Book 4)

Easy Melody by Kristen Proby

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Easy Melody by Kristen Proby

Favorite Quotes

“I’m going to fuck you like no one else ever has.”
Charly runs to the back to find my size, then returns a moment later with a box. “These are pretty,” she says.
Declan takes the box from her, pulls the stuffing out of a shoe, then kneels before me and drags his hand down the back of my leg, behind my knee, to my calf. “Give me your foot, sweetheart.”
I brace myself on his shoulder and offer him my naked foot, which he slips into the grey shoe. But before I can put it on the floor, he leans in and presses a kiss to my ankle.
I wonder how Charly would feel about her brother fucking me right here, in the shoe store? Because I’m about to climb him.
Jesus, the things this man can do with just his hands and lips should be illegal in Louisiana.

The Boudreaux Series Reading Order

Easy Love (The Boudreaux Series Book 1)
Easy Charm (The Boudreaux Series Book 2)
Easy Melody (The Boudreaux Series Book 3)
Easy For Keeps (The Boudreaux Series Book 3.5)
Easy Kisses (The Boudreaux Series Book 4)
Easy Magic (The Boudreaux Series Book 5)

Insider by Olivia Cunning

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Insider by Olivia Cunning

Favorite Quotes

“Have a seat,” he said with a suggestive grin.
When she turned to sit on the sofa beside him, he stopped her with a hand on her butt.
“I meant straddle my hips and bury my dick in whichever hole suits your fancy.”
“Logan! What in the world are all these things? There’s a rainbow of dicks in here!”
“That’s how you have sex on a car. Are you ready to try it in a car?”
“I will try it in a car. I will try beneath the stars.”
“Will you try it here or there?”
“I will try it anywhere.”

Exodus End World Tour Series Reading Order

  1. Insider
  2. Outsider
    • 2016


“Have a seat, Toni,” Dare offered. He stood and took a gym bag from her hand. He set it on the floor next to the spot he’d vacated, making it clear that Toni should sit next to Logan on the sofa. Logan loved the guy. Such a thoughtful son of a bitch. Toni’s dark eyes, hidden behind a pair of thick-rimmed glasses, scanned the interior of the bus as if searching for refuge. Apparently the seat next to Logan was not it. Dare plopped himself down in the only available recliner and extended the leg rest, as if he had no intention of moving for the night.
“Th-thanks,” Toni said, pushing her glasses up her nose with one trembling hand.
Logan wasn’t sure what she was so nervous about all of a sudden. She’d seemed perfectly at ease when they’d been interacting with their fans. Perhaps she’d taken his comment about a lamb in a den of wolves to heart. He’d only been teasing, but he found her skittishness endearing in a world where most women threw all inhibitions to the wind when in the presence of any member of his band, much less all four of them.
The bus rumbled as it rolled forward. They were on the road again. Toni’s hands flew out as the unexpected movement threw her off balance.
She plopped down beside Logan, perching on the edge of a cushion as if the sofa’s back was made of shards of glass. Logan was pretty sure she was looking for the emergency exit. Her gaze settled on Butch, who was standing next to their driver and running over a strict schedule detailing how to get them to their next show in time while making a promotional stop between venues. Their schedule never had an inch of give. Their manager, Sam, was a genius when it came to getting the band the most exposure, but he had the tendency to believe that because they were a metal band, they were made of iron. They didn’t require useless things like down time and rest.
“So tell us more about this book,” Dare said, which was apparently the exact right thing to say to Toni, because her unease evaporated instantly.
“Have you seen the new interactive electronic textbooks?” she asked, her eager gaze moving from Dare to Max to Steve.
Logan was very conscious of the fact that she didn’t look at him once. He’d thought their attraction was mutual, but maybe not. He scooted several inches closer to her because he saw something he wanted and wasn’t one to sacrifice his personal needs for the greater good.
“Textbooks?” Steve asked. “Like for school and shit?”
“Yeah, that’s usually where textbooks are used,” she said, a teasing grin on her lush lips. When no one laughed, her face fell. Logan forced a guffaw about five seconds too late. That got his bandmates laughing. Not at Toni’s understated joke. They were laughing at his blatant stupidity. Nothing new there.
“I can’t say I’ve even seen a textbook since high school,” Steve said.
“These new interactive ones are amazing. Each topic has videos and pictures and links. It presents the information in a way that gets students who are used to constant entertainment excited about learning.”
“So you’re writing a textbook about us?” Dare asked, brows drawn together in a confused scowl.
“What kind of textbook would that be? A manual on mayhem and debauchery?” Toni cringed when no one laughed at that joke either.
Logan guffawed five seconds too late again. He was going to have to pay really close attention to what she said to figure out when she was joking. He didn’t think she lacked a sense of humor, she just looked serious. She’d definitely fit in better at a library than at standup-comedy night.
“The publishing company I work for designs and distributes these interactive textbooks,” she said. “Samuel Baily approached us to make an interactive book about the band, the first of its kind. He’s very forward thinking.”
That got the band laughing. “You might say that,” Max said. “Sometimes he’s a bit too forward thinking. He’s got every minute of our schedules booked for the next eighteen years. He thinks we’re robots or something.”
Toni’s eyes bulged. “Eighteen years?” she muttered under her breath.
Surely she knew Max was joking, so why did she look so unsettled? Wondering if he could make her blush again, Logan scooted a few more inches closer to her. His knee brushed her thigh, and she yanked on her skirt. Other than her hands and face, not an inch of bare flesh was showing. He wasn’t sure exactly what she was trying to conceal. Maybe she wasn’t open to his attempts to seduce her. Which made her a challenge. Which, like her tits, he couldn’t resist. Or maybe she had a nice boyfriend at home. His loss.
“Speaking of robots,” Steve said. “How are the prototypes of our androids coming?”
“Good until they tried to replicate my dick and ran out of materials,” Logan said.
Toni’s sudden intake of breath made him grin. That shocked her? Seriously? Too easy.
“If they ran out of materials, it had to be due to Max’s giant forehead,” Steve said.
“Or your enormous feet,” Max countered.
Toni grabbed a pad of paper out of her bag and started writing furiously. Logan leaned against her shoulder to read what had her so excited. She was writing down their conversation. In the margin, she wrote: Keep video camera close at hand when all band members are together. They’re hilarious.
He was close enough to feel her body heat and inhale the sweet fragrance of her fruity shampoo. He wondered if she tasted as sweet as she smelled.
“For the record,” Logan said in her ear as he pointed toward her notes, “I was the one with the big dick.”
Toni leaped from the sofa as if it were on fire. Her gaze darted from one guy to the next, and she pushed her glasses up her nose with the back of her wrist. God, he wanted to take those glasses off, take those clothes off, and do things to her. Naughty, devious, delicious things.
“Um . . .”
The twin bumps poking against her shapeless turtleneck drew Logan’s attention.
Hard nipples? Did his crassness turn her on? That was all the encouragement he needed to behave inappropriately. Visible nipples also meant that her bra was not padded. There was so much win in that, he should have her name engraved on a trophy.
“What’s wrong?” Logan asked. “I won’t bite. But I will nibble. And suck. And lick.”
She stared at him with her mouth agape and her eyes wide. Her nipples strained against her sweater, begging him to do all those things and more to the tips of those luscious melons.
She glanced down at her tits and immediately crossed her arms over her chest. “Is, um, there a bathroom I can use?”
“At the back of the bus,” Dare said, nodding his head toward the end of the corridor.
“Don’t take a dump in there,” Steve said. “We stop at rest areas to do that business.”
Face flaming, she sucked in a deep breath, turned, and sprinted to the back of the bus. She fumbled with the closet door and when it popped open, a stack of towels that had shifted during transit tumbled out and pummeled her in the face.
Logan climbed to his feet to rescue her. He decided to take it easy on her for the moment. He wouldn’t want to traumatize her so much she decided to leave. They both bent to pick up the same towel at the same time and bumped heads. They jerked apart and rubbed their heads in unison. Toni looked up at him, her brown, doe-like eyes watery with tears. He wasn’t sure if they were tears of pain or humiliation, but seeing them in her eyes did strange things to his chest. He wasn’t sure why it was suddenly tight.
“It’s okay,” he said, deciding that though it was fun to tease her, he’d better tone it down a bit. She obviously wasn’t used to it, and he didn’t want to harass a woman who wasn’t receptive to provocative flirting. He hadn’t intended to upset her, just wanted to have a little fun and get under that conservative skirt of hers. “I’ll get the towels, Toni. You go ahead and do your business.” He opened the bathroom door for her.
She lowered her hand from her forehead to reveal a large reddened bump.
Logan winced and leaned forward to press his lips to the lump. She sucked a startled breath into her chest. Shit. There he went crossing the line again.
“Sorry,” he murmured. “I always kiss boo-boos.”
“I have a pimple on my ass that needs kissing,” Steve called.
Logan closed his eyes and shook his head. “One of the things you should consider stressing in your book is how little fucking privacy a man has while on tour with his band.”
“I can include that,” she said, “but I think fans are more interested in the size of your dick.” She backed into the bathroom. “I know I am.” She bit her lip before closing the door in his face.

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Relentless by Skye Jordan

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Relentless by Skye Jordan

Favorite Quotes

“The way I need to fuck you is not nice. It’s not slow or sweet. I need to fuck you hard and dirty. I need to hear you scream and beg. I need to fuck you by my rules, cuffed and tied. I need to hear the sound of leather smack your bare ass, need to see red welts rise on your tits.”
“Because you love the heat between us. You love the way we read each other, the way we give each other exactly what we need. You love the way I push you and test you. So, you’re going to open to me. You’re going to let me taste you the sweet way I should have tasted you for the first time again in seven years. Not the nasty way I did at the club.”
“Let me make this crystal-fucking-clear, Ellie. If you don’t leave this room—and I mean right now—I’m going to fuck you as long as you let me fuck you. I’ll call in sick tomorrow. I’ll get fired. I’ll die of starvation before I stop fucking you.”

Renegades Series Reading Order — Can be read standalone

Rumor (A Renegades Novella)

Deep by Kylie Scott

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Deep by Kylie Scott

Favorite Quotes

One of those big hands ran over his short hair and I swear my sex wept in gratitude at the sight. I was out of control. If he fondled his beard I might faint.
He ground his face into me, eating me, going wild, and it felt fucking amazing. Mind-blowing, breath-stealing. Everything. I got it now. Beards were the best. His tongue was like a lick of heat, his lips silken smooth and so damn strong. That beard, however. Holy shit. Too many sensations, too much, and all I could do was take it.
His chest was so pretty. So hard and big and stuff, it made my IQ drop to my shoe size. Everything about him did. The bearded sex machine turned me into a stuttering fool. Sad but true.
“You got my dick on a leash. Might as well have the rest of me.”
“No touching yourself,” he ordered in a low, gruff voice. “Getting you off is my job now. You need me, call. Get to you as soon as I can, okay?”

Stage Dive Series Reading Order

  1. Lick
  2. Play
  3. Lead
  4. Deep

St. Nacho’s Series by Z.A. Maxfield

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St. Nacho’s Series by Z.A. Maxfield

Favorite Quotes

“Our doubts always come to us at night, but doubts are skittish things, love. They never survive the sunrise.”
Well. When a cosmic joke like that comes your way, you have to laugh. Amber Eyes was probably the first guy in three years who I saw in color, and he was deaf. And me? The only human language I had anymore was music.
I have always lived in silence, but I’ve never felt alone,” he remarked.
That night, he played me like I played the violin, and the notes were perfect and clear and sweet. He gave me pleasure like I’d never known and pulled from me a kind of surrender that I’d never dared to experience. I gave him complete control, and he could have cut off my air and I would have kept my eyes on his in absolute willing submission and died. I loved him.

St. Nacho’s Series Reading Order

  1. St. Nacho’s

  2. Physical Therapy [St. Nacho’s 2]

  3. Jacob’s Ladder (St. Nacho’s Book 3)

  4. The Book of Daniel (St. Nacho’s 4)

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