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♡ Blog Tour + #Giveaway ♡ Forbidden Rose (Wildflowers #2) by Vivian Winslow @VivWinslow @BTSPromosPR #OneClick




Forbidden Rose
Wildflowers #2
by
Vivian Winslow

Release Date: February 29, 2016

Genre: New-adult contemporary romance





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Rosa Cruz, the fiery and ultra-sexy heiress of the Mama Linda Latin foods empire, is determined to create something on her own and not rely solely on her family's name and legacy.

For her new upscale restaurant in the trendy Wynwood neighborhood of Miami, she enlists the help of her childhood friend, the hot, young Cuban-American chef, Eliseo Perez, who's already made a name for himself on the New York culinary scene.

Despite Rosa's reservations about a forbidden workplace romance with her new employee, not to mention longtime friend, the chemistry between them is undeniable.

When the cooking starts, things quickly heat up in the kitchen and the bedroom. But with Eliseo's troubled past coming back to haunt him, can Rosa and Eliseo hold onto love and keep the restaurant from going up in flames?


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Rosa pushes Eliseo onto his back and begins to mark him with her nails and teeth. She loves that he likes when she's rough with him, and every mutual bite makes her wetter. He can't keep his lips off of her, even when she's down over his tight stomach. He pulls her arms up and sucks on each of her fingers, forcing her to stop when she feels a tug at her core. Desire drips out of Rosa and sticks to her thighs. She loves the feeling of want. It's delicious torture to have him so available to her but to deny herself, even for a short time. He bucks his hips reflexively, needing to be inside her.

Rosa runs her tongue over her top lip and smiles before moving her warm, wet tongue over his cock. Eliseo hisses as she takes him into her mouth. He loves when she goes down on him. There's nothing sexier to him than a woman who's unafraid of her sexuality and strong enough to express it.

Eliseo lies back and closes his eyes, shutting out the fact that this will not be his reality much longer. He knows Rosa's right, but it kills him to acknowledge it. He's always known he has the capacity to be as self-centered as his mother, doing whatever feels right at the moment. Keeping Rosa to himself is what he wants, but he will hurt her if he tries and she's not ready. Neither one of them were ready for the other. It's as if the universe had brought them together just to show them the potential of what could be and nothing more.

He groans as Rosa takes him deeper, swallowing and then opening her throat more to accommodate him. She's one of the most generous lovers he's ever had. But love does that. It compels you to want to give more of yourself than you'd imagined possible. Eliseo had tried to do the same for Rosa. To give her everything he could. Yet, if he were entirely honest with himself, he would have admitted to himself earlier that it wasn't enough. Perhaps one day he can prove that he's no longer burdened by the weight of his emotional baggage. Until then, he'll show his love to her every way he can.

She digs her nails into his chest as she continues to suck his cock, his hips moving in rhythm. Saliva drips down around her mouth and his shaft as she licks him up and down, tickling the underside with the tip of her tongue. The noise out of his mouth is unintelligible. Rosa laughs and nearly chokes as she goes back down on him. Eliseo smiles down at Rosa, loving how easy and fun sex is with her.

Rosa grasps the base of his cock and pumps her hand up and down along with her mouth. Eliseo lies back, relishing this moment with her. He runs his hand over her head and presses down once, signaling he's almost ready to come. She picks up her pace, wanting nothing more than this with him. Of course they have all night, there's time for everything else. Right now, this is for him.

Eliseo moans loudly as he explodes into her mouth. Rosa takes it all, swallowing everything he has to give her.

Without missing a beat, Eliseo pulls Rosa to him, his lips conveying a gratitude for all she's given him. Rosa sits up and straddles his chest, gazing down at him with a look he'd seen before and had taken it for wonder. But now he recognizes it as love. It pains him to think someone else might inspire the same look, the same feelings in Rosa. Maybe she'll come back to me before that happens.

His hands don't stop moving over her curves, from her ass to her waist and up to her breasts. Her beauty fascinates him because he wasn't drawn to her for the prettiness of her face or the long, thick wavy hair that is the envy of so many. Granted she has the body he's always found most desirable — the curvaceous ass, strong legs, small waist and the most delectable tits — yet it occurs to him in this moment that not once were those the features that made her attractive to him. As he summons the memory of seeing her for the first time after so many years, all that he can recall is how being with her made him feel. Her laughter, her smile, her touch meant more than the physicality of her being. It was as if all of her qualities shaped her perceived beauty more than her actual looks.





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Blossoming Flower
Wildflowers #1
by
Vivian Winslow

Release Date: October 19, 2015

Genre: New-Adult Contemporary Romance





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In the wake of the collapse of her father's business empire, Flor, the gorgeous twenty-one year-old daughter of disgraced former Brazillionaire Gustavo de Lima, is forced to forge her own path in life.

Flor decides that none of it — the private jets, the vacation homes and the luxury cars — were real. Or at least they really didn't matter. The only thing that's real for Flor is her love of horses and her desire to go to veterinary school.

Heading into her final year of college, Flor seeks out the help of an unlikely benefactor to secure a summer internship working with horses. Arriving at the secluded Belo Horizonte ranch, Flor is awed not only by the majestic beauty of the place, but also by handsome cowboy and skilled horse trainer, Collin Taylor. Yet nothing is quite as it appears on the surface.

When the hidden past is revealed, will love end up blossoming for Flor?












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Vivian Winslow was born and raised in Southern California. Before becoming a writer, she made a career out of moving around the world every couple of years thanks to her husband's job and her incurable wanderlust. She currently lives in New York City with her husband and two elementary school age children, and is grateful to finally have a place to call home for more than two years.

New York is the perfect city to indulge her love of fashion, the arts and especially food. If she's not at home writing or running around the city with her kids, you'll most likely find her eating at the newest restaurant in her beloved Lower East Side or having a cocktail at her favorite bar in Alphabet City. That said, she's still a California girl at heart and would gladly trade in her heels for a pair of flip-flops to catch a sunset on the beach.



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♡ Promo Blitz + #Giveaway ♡ Storm MC Series by Nina Levine @NinaLWriter #Free #PreOrder




Have you met the Storm MC yet?

If you love a dirty talking, alpha biker this bestselling series is one you should check out today!






Nina Levine will be releasing the next book in the series on the 8th March, so now is the perfect time to get started with the Storm men.






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Storm MC #1
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While this is the eight book in the series it has been written as a stand alone so new-to-the-series readers can read and enjoy it without having read the other books.



Havoc
Storm MC #8
by
Nina Levine

Release Date: March 8th, 2016

Genre: MC Romance

Cover Designer: Letitia Hasser from Romantic Book Affair Designs

Photographer: Sara Eirew

Models: Mike Chabot and Carolyn Seguin





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This is a stand alone biker romance. You do not need to have read any other books in the series to read this one.

I was happy doing my own thing.
No connections.
No demands.
No problems.
Just me, my club and a whole lot of dirty work to take care of.
She never wanted a biker.
She wanted stability and I gave up on that years ago.
We tried to fight it.
Neither of us wanted it.
But she calms my fury and I show her a man who accepts every part of her.
Now we're trying to figure out how to be together.
Because when the need for each other is this strong, to deny it will only cause complete havoc.














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Havov Sneak Peak


As I stepped through the bathroom doorway however, I found her. She was in the bath, plugged into her music with her eyes closed and her head resting on the edge of the bath.

I stopped and leaned against the wall with my arms folded across my chest. Watching her, my gaze travelled the length of her body. In the short time I'd known her, my appreciation of her body had grown. Where small tits hadn't turned me on a month ago, I couldn't get enough of hers.

Never letting me down, my dick grew hard while I took in her beauty.

"Fuck," I muttered under my breath as I contemplated the wisdom of fucking her again.

I wanted to.

Hell, I fucking needed to.

She's a brother's sister for fuck's sake.

I'd spent the last few hours going over and over that fact in my mind. My decision had been to head back to the motel, sleep on the couch and never taste her pussy again.

I hadn't factored in having her naked body on display the minute I returned.

Shit.

"How long are you going to stand there staring at me?" she asked as she cracked an eye open to look at me.

"Until you get out and let me fuck you." Both her eyes had opened and I pinned my gaze to hers, not letting her go.

Her eyebrows lifted. "I thought you were done with me."

"Turns out I'm not."

She stood and reached for her towel before stepping out. Continuing to hold my gaze, she slowly dried herself off.

Teasing the fuck out of my dick.

I fought the desire to reach out and rip the towel from her hands. My carefully constructed self-control was being tested and I knew it wouldn't be long until I caved and took what I wanted.

Finally – finally – she finished drying off and closed the distance between us. "What if I'm done with you?" I knew she was full of shit by the breathless tone she used and the way her body leaned just that little bit too close to mine. It was like she was trying to hold herself back, but her body had a mind of its own and couldn't stay away.

I lifted a brow. "Are you?"

"I should be. After the way you've been treating me, I really should be." Still all breathy.

Still in this with me.

I unfolded my arms so I could curl my hand around her neck. Gripping her there, I said, "Yeah, you should be, but you're not."

I feel the same way.

With our faces so close that her breaths whispered across my skin, we stared at each other for a long time. The still air in the tiny bathroom consumed our apprehension piece by piece until all that was left was an unrelenting need to satisfy our hunger.

At the first sign of her softening, I tightened my hold on her neck and pulled her mouth to mine. She didn't hesitate and a second later our bodies pressed together as hard as our mouths did.

The smell of her arousal overwhelmed me and I let her neck go so I could slide my hands around her ass and lift her. Turning, I held her up against the wall and groaned as she wrapped her legs around me. The urge to drive my cock as hard and fast as I could into her sweet cunt threatened to take over as the only thought in my mind, and I took a moment to work through that and get myself under control.

Resting my forehead against hers, I focused on my breathing while I gave myself a talking to.

Focus.

You've got this.

You've fucking done this enough times to know how to control yourself.

But I hadn't.

I'd never fucked a woman like Carla.

Had never been with a woman who stole my control the way she did.

She invaded every fucking sense of mine until I didn't know right from wrong, up from down, red from fucking blue.

"Havoc."

My head snapped up and I found her staring at me.

Unsure.

"Are you okay?" she asked, lines creasing her forehead as she tilted her head, frowning at me.

I stepped back and let her go. "I need to slow this shit down."

She stood naked in front of me with an expression on her face that seemed to be half confusion and half frustration. "What does that mean?"

I wasn't sure I even knew.

"It means I want you sitting cross legged in the middle of the bed waiting for me while I take a minute," I bit out. My head was so damn full I thought it might actually explode.

Too many thoughts.

Too many fucking feelings.

I jerked my chin at her and snapped, "Go."

Her eyes widened a fraction and I pushed my breaths out while waiting for her to submit. When she didn't, I growled, "Carla, I need you to go and sit on the bed. Now."

"I'm giving you five minutes to get your head back in this. I'm all for bossy and shit, but I draw a line at whatever the fuck you call what you've got going on at the moment. Barking orders at me is a whole lot fucking different than dominating me." With that, she stalked out of the bathroom.

Thank fuck.





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Dreamer. Coffee Lover. Gypsy at heart.
USA Today Bestselling Author Nina Levine, is an Aussie author who writes stories about alpha men and the strong, independent women they love.

When I'm not creating with words you will find me planning my next getaway, visiting somewhere new in the world, having a long conversation over coffee and cake with a friend, creating with paper or curled up with a good book and chocolate.

I love Keith Urban, Maroon 5, Pink, Florida Georgia Line, Bon Jovi, Matchbox 20, Lady Antebellum and pretty much any singer/band that is country or rock.

I've been writing since I was twelve. Weaving words together has always been a form of therapy for me especially during my harder times. These days I'm proud that my words help others just as much as they help me.



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♡ Release Blitz ♡ Whiskey Neat (Uncertain Saint's MC #1) by Lani Lynn Vale @LaniLynnVale @EJBookPromos #OneClick




Whiskey Neat
Uncertain Saint's MC #1
by
Lani Lynn Vale

Genre: MC Romance

Release Date: March 3, 2016

Photographer: Furious Fotog

Cover Model: Chase Ketron







Griffin Storm wasn't prone to violence, but when someone takes what Griffin holds dear, the world as he knows it is gone.

Retaliation, revenge and rage fuels him. His MC, The Uncertain Saint's, do their best to offer support, but Griffin is beyond redemption. He'll do what he has to do. Kill who he has to kill.

He doesn't care if that means he dies. If it gets him what he wants, then it's worth it.

He fakes it all until the night he walks into a sex shop for batteries and lays eyes on a woman that will change his life.

Lenore makes him think past tomorrow. Makes him want to see just what the future might bring.

But his life's a dangerous one built around pain and deception, and not for the faint of heart.

He won't give up the past, not until he's done what he promised to do.

And if that means she's not there when the dust settles, he'll risk it.

Lenore, though, won't give up on him. She'll fix him, whether he wants her to or not.














"Come on, Doogan," I urged, giving his collar a tug.

Doogan didn't budge, which was why I had a front row seat as a man sailed over the railing of Mr. Marshall's porch, and landed about ten feet away from where I was standing.

"Oh, my God," I breathed.

I didn't move, though, because the man was suddenly surrounded.

Men in leather were everywhere... but the one man that held my attention was stomping down the porch steps and heading straight to the man on the ground.

Griffin, the man who'd bought batteries from me just two days ago, was well and truly pissed.

When his eyes swung to me, I didn't know what to do.

Should I run?

Stay where I was?

Question after question barreled through my mind, leaving me shaking in fear…and something else I wasn't ready to admit to just yet.

"Go home," he ordered.

I blinked, looking to my left and right to be sure he was talking to me.

Since I didn't see anyone else around me, I decided he was talking to me, but I just couldn't get my legs to cooperate out of fear.

Not to mention that I would have to walk through the lot of them to get to my house.

When I didn't move fast enough, he issued the order again, only this time it was biting.

"Go. Home," he snapped.

I turned on my heel and started walking, coming to a sudden stop when Doogan still refused to move.

"Mother of God," I whispered. "Come on Doog," I whispered frantically. "Let's go."

He did move, just not in the correct direction.

No, he walked straight up to Griffin and licked his hand, a hand that was stuck out, not in invitation to approach, but instead to stop the dog from getting too close to him.

"Can't you control your fuckin' dog?" He grated out angrily.

Tears were stinging my eyes, because, by that point, I had the attention of not just Griffin, but the whole freakin' lot of them.

My heart was beating frantically in my chest as they watched me, and I just knew that if I didn't get the hell out of there I'd get the hell beaten out of me... or worse.

"Where do you live?" Griffin asked, taking a hold of Doogan's leash.

It slipped from my hands, and I watched in helpless horror as it did.

And what did Doogan do?

He freakin' followed him!

"Umm," I whispered. "Three duplexes down from here."

"Be back," Griffin said as he took my hand in his free one and started to walk me back to my house.

The men returned their stares on the man they were circling, and I glanced over my shoulder just in time to see one of the big ones kick the poor guy on the ground next to his feet.

He didn't say a word, and neither did I.

I was too scared.

What if he beat the shit out of me?

Raped me?

What if...

"I'm not going to hurt you," Griffin growled, interrupting my inner diatribe.

"I know," I lied.

He snorted. "Stop shaking. I said I wouldn't harm you. I'm a cop."

Yeah, but good cops didn't beat the shit out of people in the dark of night.
















Jack & Coke
Uncertain Saint's MC #2
by
Lani Lynn Vale

Genre: MC Romance

Release Date: May 6, 2016







Lies

Mig's wife is a bitch.

How else do you describe a woman that lies, cheats and steals to get what she wants?

That's exactly what happens when she traps him into a marriage he wants nothing to do with, saddling him with a kid that he knows doesn't deserve to be in a world like his.

He’s doing a pretty bang-up job at ignoring everything but his responsibilities as a DEA officer and a member of The Uncertain Saints MC.

Then his neighbor knocks on his door, and everything he thought he knew is blown out the window.

Deceit

Annie teaches Mig that not every woman is out to get him.

Her love for Mig stretches past what's appropriate for two friends, and Annie soon straddles that invisible boundary between appropriate and inappropriate.

Annie's not a cheater, though.

When she tries to say goodbye, Mig won't let her leave, and soon the tiny town of Uncertain blows up with the news of Annie and Mig's innocent friendship.

Betrayal

Matters of the heart are foreign to Mig, and it takes Annie being gutted for him to see the wrong he's done.

He waits too long, though, and Annie's heart is broken.

She wants it all, or she wants nothing. She can't take anymore half-hearted attempts at being just friends.

The heart wants what it wants, and it doesn't take long for Mig to realize that.

But just when Mig finally has it all in the palm of his hand, his life is ripped to shreds by a new player in the game, and it takes all of Annie's love and devotion, as well as help from the men of The Uncertain Saint's MC, to put Mig back together again.














I'm a married mother of three. My kids are all under 5, so I can assure you that they are a handful. I've been with my paramedic husband now for ten years, and we've produced three offspring that are nothing like us. I live in the greatest state in the world, Texas.








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