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♡ Release Blitz ♡ Logan Kade (Fallen Crest High #5.5) by Tijan @TijansBooks @RSofRomance #OneClick #sexmachine #fallencrest #logankade




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Logan Kade
Fallen Crest High #5.5
by
Tijan

Release Date: March 28th 2016





✾ Synopsis ✾


You think you know me?
Manwhore. Partier. Fighter.
You know what? You're right. I'm all those things. F*ck with what's mine and I'll f*ck you ten times harder. Suspensions. Arrests. You think I care?

So yeah, I may fit the bad boy image, but there's so much more you don't know.

I'm loyal to a damned fault. I'll never leave your side. The real Logan Kade isn't a manwhore. When I love, I love hard and completely.

Taylor saw that side of me. Inside of me. She saw my darkness and pain, and the second she did, she owned me.

You may think you know me...
...but she's the only one who sees me.









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Someone new had arrived at the party, and turning around, I assumed it was Logan Kade. I could only see the back of him. He was talking to a group of guys right outside the back door, and someone motioned in our direction.

Jason groaned.

Logan lifted his head, looking right at us.

From the back, he was the finest specimen I'd seen in a long time. Tall. Lean. Broad shoulders. Trim waist. His shirt clung to his form, outlining his lithe build. He was obviously an athlete. Guys couldn't get that look unless they played sports on an almost-daily basis and for hours at a time. Others might try to mold and sculpt their bodies to look as good as this one, but their efforts never played out.

Even the back of his neck was delicious. His shirt hugged the muscles of his shoulder and the ridges where his neck and shoulders became one. His hair had a crew cut. When he finally glanced over his shoulder again, looking in the direction the other guy had pointed, his eyes found mine. They held firm.

I swallowed, feeling like I'd just gotten the wind knocked out of me. He was breathtaking.

Dark chocolate eyes. Long eyelashes I would've killed for when I was younger — hell, I still would. He had an angular face with high cheekbones, and the front of him matched his back. His biceps bulged, and his shirtsleeves tightened around them for a second before they relaxed. The outline of washboard abs was visible through his shirt. His jeans sealed the image, making my mouth water, and I finally pulled my eyes away.

I had to. I hadn't reacted to a guy like this in a long time.





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He stared back at me for a moment, a mask over his face, before he started laughing. "You are feisty."

"Is that a problem?"

"Do you not know me? Feisty women are my specialty."

"You're arrogant."

He was full-on laughing now. "Have you not met me?"


*****


I studied the amusement in those chocolate eyes of his. "Are you always like this?"

His smirk deepened. "Gorgeous?"

"Annoying."


*****


I didn't want to move. No, actually I did, but my body didn't. I almost cursed myself, but I felt Logan's gaze on me. It was like he could see inside of me, right past the walls I erected.


*****


I was fighting against a rubber band, stretched tight from me to him. The more I tried to break free, the stronger it became.


*****


I held up my hands. "I'm not going to hurt her. I promise."

"Okay."

I smirked. "But I might bang her."


*****


"Use my last name." I moved him back a little so I had some breathing room. I tried not to notice how good he felt, or how strong his arm was under my touch. "It's more appropriate."

"“What?"

There it was again. Genuine confusion. He wasn’t angry. He wasn't getting defensive. He was just confused.

"What's going on here?" He edged back one more step. "You okay?"

"No." I waved my hand at him. "It's you."

"Me?"

"Because you're bad."

He smirked. "I know I am."


*****


I'd never had sex in a bar, but Logan made me wonder why not.


*****


If I love you, then I'll do almost anything to protect you.


*****


A guy like Logan Kade is very dangerous to a girl like you.





✿ The Author ✿


I didn't begin writing until after undergraduate college. There'd been storylines and characters in my head all my life, but it came to a boiling point one day and I HAD to get them out of me. So the computer was booted up and I FINALLY felt it click. Writing is what I needed to do. After that, I had to teach myself how to write. I can't blame my teachers for not teaching me all those years in school. It was my fault. I was one of the students that was wishing I was anywhere but at school! So after that day, it took me lots of work until I was able to put together something that resembled a novel. I'm hoping I got it right since someone must be reading this profile! And I hope you keep enjoying my future stories.



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♡ Cover Reveal ♡ Hell On Heels by Anne Jolin @authorannejolin @HeaBookToursPR #99c #PreOrder #OneClick





Hell On Heels
by
Anne Jolin

Genre: Women's Fiction Contemporary Romance

Release Date: April 26, 2016

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I use people. Not in a malicious way, but in the way an addict abuses their substance of choice. People are my vice — men specifically. I crave the emotional high they give me with a unique and reckless disregard for my own well-being—eagerly floating into an unsustainable euphoria, knowing full well that after every high comes an equal, if not more powerful, plummet into a devastating abyss. But like every junkie, I crawl willingly back into the arms of my demons.

Oh, the price we pay to feel loved. We'd all sell our souls to the devil himself for that. Perhaps I have already.

They say that acknowledging that you have a problem is one of the first steps to recovery. Well, in that case, my name is Charleston Smith and I have a fucking problem.









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✿ The Author ✿


Hey y’all,

I was born and raised in Ladner, a small farm town just outside Vancouver, Canada. I grew up riding horses, shooting guns, and driving in trucks.

I never expected to be an author. A massage therapist? Yes. Take over the family construction company? Yes. But an author? No. Writing was something that snuck up on me and rooted itself into my life. It was beautiful to discover that love, and I'm truly grateful to say I've found my passion.

Since I've always been a creative person, it feels amazing to harness all of that energy and use it to tell a story I love. I enjoy incorporating bits of my real life into the stories I write. What parts are true? Hah. I'll never tell—what would be the fun in that?

If I could leave y'all with one thing, it's that life's far too short to not live it out loud. Drown in your passions, hold on tight to the things that inspire you, and chase your dreams relentlessly. I can promise you without a doubt that you won't regret it. I know I don't.

Mad love,
Anne Jolin
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♡ Cover Reveal + #Giveaway ♡ Grit (Spartans Riders MC #1) by J.C. Valentine @AuthorJCV @IndieSagePromo #PreOrder #OneClick




Grit
Spartans Riders MC #1
by
J.C. Valentine

Publication Date: April 19, 2016

Genres: Adult, Contemporary Romance, MC Romance





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Gabby Morgan isn't looking for love. Not even a little romance. Following a rocky past that she'd just as soon forget, she's determined to focus on the future. One that most certainly doesn't involve the tough-as-nails, short-on-words, hot-as-hell biker... or his kid.

Blake Mahone may not be done with women, but he's finished with relationships. Then Gabby Morgan enters the picture. She's flawless, refined, and as his kid's teacher, way out of his league. She acts like she hates him, but her eyes tell a different story. Before he knows it, Blake finds himself hot for teacher, and he's more than ready to learn all her secrets. Now all he has to do is convince her to give him a shot... without getting them both killed in the process.






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"What are you doing?" she asked, her eyes wide on his.

"Getting comfortable. Now, what did you want to talk about?"

"We're getting into this already?"

"I like to have things out on the table. It makes moving forward a helluva lot easier. So do you want to start, or should I?"

Well, with him looming over her like he was, she was disinclined to say much of anything really. Her stomach was twisting with so many nerves, she was lightheaded. The last time anyone had made her feel anything like it, she was in the tenth grade and facing down a yearlong crush.

That was a tickle compared to what Blake made her feel.

Taking her silence as answer, Blake jumped right in. "Okay, my reason for being here then." He turned to face her, his jacket creaking as he stretched his arm across the back of the sofa. "I did some thinking, and I was wrong. I like having a woman in my bed more than a night. Hell, I like having a woman in my bed, period. And it's been a while since that happened."

A thrill bubbled in her chest as Gabby took this in. "Are you saying you changed your mind?"

"About you being in my bed? Absolutely."

"I don't know what to say. What changed your mind?"

A dark smile played about his lips and his hand came up to play with her hair. "That kiss. I haven't gotten a single good night's sleep since. It's all I think about."

"Me too," she confessed.

"Good, then we're in agreement?"

"Ah... about what, exactly."

"About you being in my bed. Not every night of course. And when I say you're in my bed, I mean my bed, Gabby, no one else's. I don't share."

"Of course not," she said automatically, then frowned. "I haven't even agreed to anything yet, and you're talking like it's a done deal."

Moving closer, Blake slipped his fingers into her hair, cupping the back of her head and demanding her undivided attention. "You've been thinking about me. About our kiss."

Her tongue dragged over her bottom lip in answer, and his gaze latched onto the movement.

"I assume you want more?"

She nodded, her answer coming in the form of a rapidly increasing heart rate and the inability to breathe without opening her mouth. Which only invited his delectable mouth closer.

"Because I want more, and, Gabby?"

"Hmmm?"

He leaned in, his mouth hovering over hers. "I get what I want. Always."

An invitation to his bed and an excuse to touch and be touched by him any time she wanted? Who was she to argue?





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J.C. Valentine is the USA Today and International bestselling author of the Night Calls and Wayward Fighters Series and the Forbidden Trilogy. Her vivid imagination and love of words and romance had her penning her own romance stories from an early age, which, despite being poorly edited and written longhand, she forced friends and family members to read. No, she isn't sorry.

J.C. earned her own happily ever after when she married her high school sweetheart. Living in the Northwest, they have three amazing children and far too many pets and spend much of their free time together enjoying movies or the outdoors. Among the many hats she wears, J.C. is an entrepreneur. Having graduated with honors, she holds a Bachelor's in English and when she isn't writing, you can find her editing for fellow authors.

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♡ Release Day Launch ♡ Hunter by Blaire Drake @blairedrake @InkSlingerPR #OneClick #99c #FreeKU




Hunter
by
Blaire Drake

Release Date: March 28th 2016





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Born into blood, I was a mafia princess. Raised in hiding, I was a Californian sweetheart.

The day my father sold my thirteen year old body to pay off a five year old debt was the day my mother stole me in the dead of night. She protected me as she was supposed to..

My father may have been the king, but my mother was the queen..

The mafia blood was hers..

That was ten years ago. Now... the devil was on the loose..

Carlo 'Hunter' Rosso was my father's right hand man and the boy I'd loved since I could tie my own shoelaces. He was always the most ruthless and the most deadly of all the children..

He'd thought I was dead until the day his assignment was given: Kill Adriana and Alexandria Romano. Kill the princess, and definitely kill the queen..

What he didn't know was that the queen was dead, and the princess had taken her throne..

Blood didn't lie. It smeared, distorted, stained. But it didn't lie..

My father was going to learn the hard way that the empire he'd stolen belonged to me..

And so did Carlo 'Hunter' Rosso.












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"Staying, are you? Figure it's easier to kill me in my sleep?"

Once again, he rubbed his hand across his face. He said nothing.

"Trying to work out whose life is worth more, right? Mine is probably worth a lifetime of comfort for you. Kill me and everyone's happy, right? My pathetic excuse for a father gets to keep his empire and you're taken care of for life."

He looked at me, and his expression was a little tortured. I was being harsh. I knew that. But I needed to be. It was easier to provoke him and be angry with him than give in to the horrible ache that had settled in my heart.

"Adriana..." Weak. The word was weak.

I wanted to ignore the indecision on his face, but I couldn't.

He was considering it.

He really was.

I scoffed quietly at him and grabbed the gun from the coffee table. His mask and gloves fell to the floor, but he made no move to pick them up. The safety was on the gun, and I held it out to him. "Here. Take it. I don't care, Hunter. I don't have much of a life here in hiding anyway."

He didn't even look at the gun. His silvery gaze never left mine. I wished he would look away, because in that gaze, I saw the Hunter I knew. The boy who once ripped his favorite shirt to stem the bleeding when I fell and cut my leg, then proceeded to carry me home. The boy who offered to pee on my foot when I got stung by a jellyfish in Mexico on vacation when I was seven.

The boy I loved before I knew what love even was.

"You're weak, Hunter," I whispered. Slowly, I turned the gun back to me and touched the barrel to my temple the way he did earlier. His jaw clenched when my thumb edged toward the safety, and when my finger moved to hook around the trigger, he moved.

He was like a lightning bolt. He came at me like a flash, snatched the gun from my hand, and dropped it on the sofa. It bounced but stayed on the seat, and then he turned on me with blazing eyes. "Don't," he ground out, his arms tensing and looking even bigger. "Don't ever fucking put that to your head again."

"Why? I was saving you the job."

The words had barely left my lips when he pounced on me. It was deadly, the way his hands clasped my face and his mouth descended on mine. I staggered back into the wall, gasping at the ferocity of his movement. Shock paralyzed me as he kissed me harshly. His tongue ran along the seam of my mouth, and as I fisted the sides of his shirt, I bit his lower lip.

A low growl left his throat, but he didn't relent. He just kissed me harder. He kissed me until I was fucking spinning and could barely string two thoughts together. Until my whole body was alight with his touch and responding to his every movement.

He tasted like whiskey. The strong, rich taste that lingered on his lips was heady and only added to the intoxicating way he touched me.

And then... It hit me. He was touching me. Kissing me.

Twenty minutes ago, he could have killed me.








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Blaire Drake is a pseudonym for a New York Times bestselling author who wanted to think outside her box and write the kind of things that would shock even them. She loves taboo romance and pushing boundaries in her work. She also enjoys long walks on the beach at sunset, as long as it'll be followed by a good, old-fashioned spanking right after.

DEAR PROFESSOR is her debut standalone novel, and her next book, PRETTY PORNSTAR, is also a standalone novel that promises to be equally as taboo and sexy.



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