Tuesday, February 21, 2017

Book Spotlight on The playboy Bacehlor by Lynn Burke #contemporary #romance #menage @Evernightpub

The Playboy Bachelor
Contemp Romance / Menage
Release Date: Jan 31, 2017
Publisher: Evernight
Be Warned: menage sex (MFM), double penetration, anal sex, breath play
Dubbed Boston’s bachelor of the year, Blake Harper knows how to make the North Shore's women sigh and say yes…except for the studious Wren Shipman. The more she resists, the more he's compelled to pursue the little birdie, conquer her, and flee to save himself from a fall he's never wanted.
Wren would love nothing more than to dig her fingernails into Blake's back and squeeze the life from him with her thighs. But she's not interested in being another notch in the billionaire bachelor's string of shapely sweethearts--not when she's so close to earning the precious college degree that will help her rise above the trailer-trash stench she was born into.   
With his best friend’s help, the playboy's persistence wears on the young co-ed, until he has the little bird soaring from every fantasy he fulfills. What goes up must come down, and when Wren finds herself falling hard and fast towards a bitter reality, she'll do anything to save her heart from shattering. Even if it means walking away from the only man who had the passion to make her fly.
Evernight: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/the-playboy-bachelor-by-lynn-burke/
Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Playboy-Bachelor-Lynn-Burke-ebook/dp/B01N39DNGN
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“Dance with me,” he said, pushing to his feet and holding out his hand.
I’d rather get right to the fucking, I thought, but I took his hand anyway, cursing myself with every erotic sway of our tightly pressed bodies. His hard cock pressed against my belly, his large hand palmed my ass.
I dug my fingernails into the back of his neck, closed my eyes, and leaned my forehead against his rock-like chest. He smelled ten times better than chocolate, woodsy, sexy man … I wanted a bite. “You drive me insane.” I heard myself whisper.
Blake’s other hand palmed my ass, and he lifted me higher.
My legs wrapped around his waist and squeezed as our mouths crashed together. His groans filled my ears as his fingers dug into my backside. I’d bruise for sure, I thought, pulling his hair to angle his head so I could bite his lower lip.
“Fuck,” he gasped as I bit harder. He ground his cock against my soaked core, and I repeated his curse over the fact clothing separated our bodies. His mouth released from mine, Blake kissed along my jaw, down my neck, and back up to my ear as I squirmed in his hold. He bit my earlobe, and I winced, my panties useless to contain my arousal.
“I want to fuck you, Wren. Right here. Right now.”
I shimmied out of his arms, and he tugged my tank top off. In my rush to get his shirt open, I heard a few buttons ping off the furniture as they flew. Holy shit, his bare chest. I licked across one pec and bit the hard nub on the other.
“Goddamn it, woman.” He all but ripped off my skirt, the material floating to the floor.
Panting—heaving for breath—we stepped apart, hungry gazes drinking in the other. His eyes set my skin aflame, and I swallowed, nails digging into my palms, as I studied every curve and indent of his sinful upper body. The luscious V of muscle disappearing beneath his jeans flooded my mouth with drool and my pussy with cream.
“Lose the jeans,” I said, my voice raspy and low.
“Lose the bra and panties,” he replied, reaching for his zipper.
A quick rustle of clothing and we both stood naked, his jutting cock drawing my gaze. “Condom,” I whispered, every inch of my body thrumming.
Blake fished one from the back pocket of his jeans, ripped it open, and rolled it on. Two steps forward, and he tangled a hand in my hair, his other hand gripping my thigh to hoist me up.
I wrapped my legs around his waist and wiggled around, trying to line up his cock with my dripping core. He attacked my mouth, striding across the room.
My back slammed into a wall, ripping a gasp from me, but Blake swallowed the noise and thrust into me, balls deep and perfect.
About Lynn Burke:
Lynn Burke is a full time mother, voracious gardener, and scribbler of spicy romance stories. A country bumpkin turned Bay Stater, she enjoys her chowdah and Dunkin Donuts when not trying to escape the reality of city life. Find Lynn on her websiteFacebookTwitterAmazon, and Goodreads.

Sunday, February 19, 2017

This didn't mean sucess - Break Me #WIP #8Sunday #SexySnippets #WeekendWritingWarriors

Happy Sunday, lovelies!

Thank you for all your lovely birthday wishes from last week. It made my day! <3

As for today, I'm running a little bit late with everything, as I've been writing nonstop trying to complete two upcoming deadlines. Today, I'm going to continue to share a snippet from my dark romance, momentarily titled 'Break Me.'

I've skipped down to where we first get to see Ayla's, our heroine's point of view. She is celebrating the end of the ballet season with her colleagues in a disco.

Enjoy and have a lovely day!

 *This snippet has been edited to keep to guidelines.

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Ayla sipped at her glass of sparkled water and glanced at the bouquet of red roses she’d tossed on the seat next to her. She still couldn’t believe Meghan had fallen ill and she’d performed Giselle. She smiled. Heat radiated through her. Butterflies tingled in her stomach. She clenched her hands and pursed her lips. 
None of this meant that she would have success from here on forward. The world of ballet was fickle. One moment you were at the top and the next, you could be free-falling without a parachute.

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Thursday, February 16, 2017

Author Spotlight on Sarita Leone and Regenerate #GIVEAWAY #paranoral #romance #suspense

Happy day, everyone! Today I've interview author Sarita Leone and we're having a look at her latest release, Regenerate! Plus, she brings a $25 Amazon Giftcard Giveaway with her!

by Sarita Leone


GENRE: Paranormal Romantic Suspense



The Octopus isn't an urban myth—and its agents are anything but ordinary. The intelligence bureau is so well-hidden most doubt its existence. A handful know its location. And fewer walk the halls in the subterranean compound.

Benjamin Sinclair didn't ask to be a scientific miracle but every mission has its risks and one perfectly-placed bullet ended his life—for a brief moment in time.

Nicole Anima battles demons every day. Life as a paranormal resources operative gives her tortured mind a rest—and keeps her from contemplating her own death.

When Anima and Sinclair partner on a globe-trotting race to eliminate the threat about to cripple humanity, all hell breaks loose. Leaping from planes, crashing into continents, dealing with voodoo priestesses, and running through jungles with zombies hot on their trail doesn't leave much time for romance, but this duo somehow manages to sizzle.

Two agents. Telepathic mind paired with regenerated commando. One world—and a mission to save it.

 Did you have to do any research? Tell us about it.

There was a great deal of research that went into writing REGENERATE. Personal experience gave me insight into stem cell study and transplant. One of the agents, Benjamin Sinclair, who works for the super-covert government agency, The Octopus, has been regenerated. That is, using stem cells he has been brought back from the dead, making him the world’s first invincible, immortal superagent. So that knowledge was the impetus for this story. 

Sinclair and his partner, a beautiful psychic named Nicole Anima are assigned to thwart an effort to tumble the global economy. They continent hop at a dizzying speed, so some of my research included geographical and cultural topics. I was able to send them to a few places I’ve visited so I drew on my own knowledge to write about Paris and the French countryside but writing this book allowed me to vicariously visit Africa, Belgium, Venezuela, and a few other intriguing spots!
Because they are agents for the government, I did some checking on tactical and weaponry issues. Fortunately, I’ve got three ex-Marines in my life and each was eager to help.

How did you choose the title for this work?
REGENERATE seems natural, because by definition it means to regrow new tissue to replace lost or injured tissue—which is exactly what brought Agent Sinclair back to life!

Hollywood is going to make a movie out of your book! Your dream cast would be:
Oh, I love this question! Natalie Portman would portray Nicole Anima’s strength, fractured heart, and determination beautifully. And I can think of no one better to play Ben Sinclair than the Game of Thrones heartthrob Kit Harington. He’s so…well, what a hunk and he can definitely play strong roles! 

Why are we going to love your hero/heroine?
Nicole Anima is strong yet vulnerable. She doesn’t back down, give in, or give up. She’s been hurt but doesn’t let that define her. And Benjamin Sinclair? He’s become an invincible killing machine who underneath it all is still a man with a heart that has been claimed by a woman who hates him for hurting her.  

 If the book is part of a series. What’s it about? When will we see the next installment of the series?
REGENERATE is the first book in a series about The Octopus and the way the super-covert government intelligence agency battles wrongdoers across the globe. The next book features Agents Anima and Sinclair once again waging the good vs. evil war against a faction that mortal military could not eradicate. It is a fast-paced adventure but it also deepens the relationship between the agents. They face obstacles not only in the global sense but also in the interpersonal sense. I’m enjoying writing this book—it’s scheduled to release in December 2017. 

About the author

Are you a pantser or a plotter?
Combination of both, actually. I have an idea in my head and write, but I keep a book journal as I write so I can refer back to plot points or details. 

Who’s your favorite author? Why?
Stephen King, definitely! He just tells amazing stories. 

If you could work with any author, who would it be?
I’m not sure about working with, but speaking with would be enough. And it’s Stephen King. I would just like to hear about his writing life. 

How many hours a day do you dedicate to writing?
My writing hours vary because I have a word count that I make my daily goal. Once I hit the word count (usually at the end of a chapter) I am done with new writing. Unless, of course, I’m on deadline. Then, I put in as many hours as it takes. 

Do you have a writing schedule?
My writing schedule is simple. I sit down with my first cup of coffee and work until the word count is met. In the evening I generally revise or edit for an hour or two. 

Do you need silence to write? What kind of environment do you prefer?
I do not need silence to write. It makes it easier but it’s definitely not necessary. I have written in airports, hospitals, parks, and other busy places.



Even perspiration couldn’t keep the hair on the nape of her neck from bristling at the sound of Sinclair’s deep voice. Rising to his bait wouldn’t get her anywhere. Neither would angering him, but on that score she didn’t care.

“I won’t do it.” She forced her parched throat to swallow. Straightening, she fisted a hand on her left hip and spread her legs. The shooting pose came naturally. “I refuse. I don’t work for you—and I won’t work with you. Never again.”

“Never doesn’t scare me.”

“Why would it? The never concept only works for humans.”

Her blood pressure felt higher than it had when she’d been running full out.

“Now, don’t get yourself all worked up. It won’t do you any good, and somewhere deep inside that gorgeous body of yours, you know it.” He paused, then chuckled again. “I can help with that, you know.”

The sudden turn in their conversation brought her guard down.

“Help with what?”

“Satisfaction. I can satisfy you…if you’ll let me. Jagger makes a good song but he sure can’t give you what you want.”

Facts ran in her head like a movie on high speed, reminding her of crucial bits of information about the man on the other end of the phone. Practical ones like how he took his coffee. Black, no sugar. Emotional facts, regarding his family. He didn’t have any. All killed in a horrific airplane crash in the Ecuadorean jungle. Logical details about his illogical existence.

So many things, yet she’d forgotten one of the most basic. His scientifically enhanced mind. Three minutes, and already he’d snared her in his web.



AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Sarita Leone is an award-winning author who has written romance in many forms including Regency, paranormal, and contemporary. She loves happily-ever-afters in any setting!

When she’s not writing, Ms. Leone spends her time hiking, learning languages, and traveling. She loves adventure and can pack a suitcase, grab her passport, and hit the road in less time than it takes to peel an apple!






Sarita will be awarding $25 Amazon or B/N GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour.

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