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Title: Metamorphosis
Series: Siren Songs #1
Author: Stephie Walls
 Release Date: September 30, 2014





Blurb

Cameron Pierce is an overachiever—CEO of Regional Bank, force to be reckoned with in the Boardroom, and beautiful to boot. At 24, an earth-shattering event set her life goals. But is she fulfilled? Idolized by those around her she’s—kind, forceful, intelligent, driven, and successful. Cam is surrounded by close friends and consumed by her career.

At first glance, Dax Cooper appears to be a playboy—carefree, cocky, arrogant, and devoid of intelligent thought but sexy with a face and a body that drive women crazy. Cameron believes in this fa├žade when he continually manages to walk right past her gatekeeper with constant interruptions. He is everything she doesn’t like in a male. Unlike Cam, Dax has walked away from a talent and a life that had been his passion in exchange for family and friends. Unmotivated by money and a career, he too is embarking on change.

Tragedy strikes Cameron for the second time in her life. Attacked by a stranger, in an instant, her life, her psyche, and the essence of her being appear to be permanently scarred at best. If she survives the physical injuries, will she survive the mental trauma?

Metamorphosis is the story of a woman’s struggle to regain her confidence and repair her shattered life following a random, brutal attack. With the help of the man she had pushed away, she chooses the path that she will follow for the rest of her life. She undergoes a metamorphosis—not by choice but by the will to survive.

**Warning: This book contains sexual content (and a violent sexual scene) and language that is not appropriate for audiences under eighteen years of age.

This is a stand alone novel with no cliff hanger. The characters will continue throughout the series but each book can be read independently of each other.






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I have a serious addiction to anything Coach and would live on Starbucks if I could get away with it. If you follow me on Facebook you'll also find that I'm slightly enamored with Charlie Hunnam. I'm also a tad obsessed with tattoos and have thirteen scattered on my canvas. I'm an avid reader (literary whore to be more precise) averaging around 300 novels a year and wish I had time to read more.

I currently work full-time in the Greenville area and fill my "extra" time (haha) with reading anything I can get my hands on and writing contemporary romance novels with a hint of erotica. This has been a dream of mine for years and I couldn't have done it without the support of my husband and BFF Tracy who both pushed me to keep going when I didn't have the confidence or the patience.
 


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Just Dance by Annalie Walker Blog Tour @annaliewalker


Just Dance
A Dancer's Desire Novella
Book 2.5
by Annalie Walker
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Synopsis

When I moved to New York, I never dreamed that I would end up as a Top Twelve finalist for America's Favorite Dancer. I knew the competition would be a great opportunity for my career, but I had no idea it would turn out to be the best summer of my life. My golden ticket onto the show led to new friendships and hot steamy romances.

However, behind the cool, confidence that I showed the world was a broken heart that had never completely healed. Dance was my ongoing therapy, and I vowed to never let a man get close enough to hurt me ever again.

Instead, I kept my relationships the same way I liked to dance....fast and unbinding. Was I a heartbreaker? Maybe. But mostly just protecting my own heart.

Now, if I could only forget the love of my life, I would be okay, but until then I would continue to Just Dance.

*Just Dance is a companion novella in the Dancer's Desire series, which can be read alone, but is better as Book 2.5 in the series. It is a short story with a little bit of romance and a whole lot of fun.*



**For Adult Readers 18+ due to strong language and sexy scenes**

Other Books in The Dancer's Desire Series

Pointe of Passion
Book One

Rhythm and Rapture
Book Two

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About Annalie Walker


Annalie Walker was born and raised in Louisiana. She is the wife to a sometimes home, sometimes not airline pilot husband and the mother of two fabulous children. If she is not at the soccer field with one, you can find her in the dance studio with the other. Of the two, she is most comfortable in the dance studio since she also grew up there.

She spends her days in the pharmacy, her evenings carpooling kids and her nights lost in a good book. She has always had a passion for reading a good love story, but has just recently discovered the joy in writing. She likes her books the same way she likes her food, spicy. She has just recently published her first novel Pointe of Passion on Amazon.


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Cover Reveal, Sneak Peek and Contest Meghan March – Beneath These Chains @Meghan_March



Meghan March – Beneath These Chains


  About Beneath These Chains I was raised on the streets, so I know things are rarely as simple as they appear—especially this rich girl showing up at my pawnshop demanding a job. She’s the most tempting thing I’ve ever seen, and I’ll be damned if I can make her leave. Shit just got complicated … but when it comes to her—I want complicated. We’re both fighting our own demons, and our only chance at a future is to let go of the past. But will we be strong enough to break free from beneath these chains?



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  SNEAK PEEK: Chapter 1 Lord I fucking hated people who stole from me. Which was ironic, considering the only thing that kept me from starving as a kid had been picking pockets and snatching purses. I dropped my elbows to my desk and rubbed my hands over my buzzed head. “Goddamn, karma’s a bitch.” “She the bitch you fucked last night, bro?” The leather of my office couch creaked as Mathieu sank his tall, lanky frame into it. “How many times do I have to tell you not to call women bitches, boy?” My words were met with a long sigh from Mathieu. Ever since he’d walked into Chains and tried to grab a guitar and run back out the door—only to be tackled to the ground by yours truly—he’d been a fixture in my life. To be fair, his choices had been to work off the price of what he’d attempted to steal, or go directly to the nearest cop shop. The entire situation had been such a blast from the past, I’d caught myself smiling when I should’ve been glaring and scaring the piss out of the kid. But apparently I’d done an okay job of it because he’d decided starting a rap sheet at seventeen hadn’t been a good plan. Thank fuck. Almost two years later, the kid was my right hand. And now that Chains was mine, someone was fucking stealing from me. I rolled my head from side to side, cracking my neck. Fuck, but I hated firing people. It never got easier. And this time? This time it was going to be even worse … because there would be tears. And quite possibly claws. Pushing up from the chair, I strode to the door without looking at Mathieu. Over my shoulder, I tossed, “You might want to stay here, Brianna’s ass is about to get canned.” “For real?” His words followed me out, and I didn’t bother to reply. Every time I stepped foot onto the shop floor, a feeling of pride surged through me—pride that I’d helped build this business into one that was not only honest, but profitable. At least it was profitable when one of my employees wasn’t skimming off the till and fucking with my bank deposits. Finger twirling in her long, dark extensions and gum snapping between her teeth, Brianna flipped the pages of a magazine with a giant black Sharpie in one hand, circling shit. Probably shit she wanted to buy with the money she’d been stealing from me. The store was empty, which made what I was about to do a little easier. “Bree, need a few minutes.” Her head popped up, lips pursing as she took me in. “You can have all the time you need, boss.” Her gaudy fake eyelashes batted at me in what I’m assuming was supposed to be a sexy move. I stowed the urge to tell her to save it for someone whose dick got hard at the sight of her … but since I was about to fire her, why add insult to injury? The woman had been trying to add her notch to my bedpost since I’d hired her. It’d been a mistake, and I’d known it from the minute she’d first walked in the door, but a friend had called in a favor. “Boss? You had something to say?” she prompted. I watched her, not speaking. She stopped the hair twirling and capped the Sharpie, resituating herself on the stool and folding her hands in her lap. “Lord?” “You’re done.” Bree’s dark eyes flew wide. “Done? You mean done for the day?” “Done. For good. Get your shit and get out.” Bree lost the innocent pose as she crossed her arms and stared me down. “Not until you tell me why.” I closed the distance between me and the register in two long strides and pressed my hands to the counter. “I gave you a job. Gave you a paycheck you didn’t have to suck a dick to get. But that wasn’t enough for you. You had to have more, and instead of coming to me and asking for a raise, you decided to make it happen yourself.” The color faded from her face, leaving her mocha colored skin sallow. “Wh-what?” “Get your shit.” “I swear, I didn’t—” “Don’t fucking lie to me.” Her lower lip started to wobble. It wasn’t going to work. I’d given her the benefit of the doubt, hoped I was wrong or it was just a one-time thing. But she’d gotten too bold. “But I need this—” I cut her off. I wasn’t in the mood to listen to her beg or justify what she’d done. Even though she didn’t know it, I’d already given her a second chance. And all that had done was cost me even more than I could afford to lose. “I needed someone to work the shop—someone who wasn’t going to fuck me over and steal from me. You weren’t capable of that, so you’re out. Now get your shit.” “But—” “Save your breath, Bree. I ain’t listening unless you’re here to tell me you’ve got all the money you’ve taken, and you’re putting it right back where it belongs.” Her face twisted into an angry glare even as the tears started falling. “You … you don’t understand.” “No, I really don’t fucking understand.” I crossed my arms and waited her out. When she realized the water works weren’t changing my decision, she spun off the stool, grabbed her giant purple purse from behind the counter, and stalked toward the door. “You get all self-righteous with me about a little cash while you basically steal from people yourself? Giving ‘em twenty dollars for their shit? Like you could even judge.” A little cash? She’d skimmed enough to buy a nice used car, and I’d been too fucking trusting to even realize it until the numbers hadn’t added up in a big way. She slowed near the guitars at the front of the store and malicious glee lit her eyes. She wouldn’t. Oh, but she did. Bree grabbed a guitar and swung it toward the rack as the chimes above the front door jangled. Wood crashed against wood, and two female screeches erupted. Shit… if she injured a customer… I charged Bree and ripped the guitar from her hands before she could swing again. A swirl of red hair caught my attention as the other woman dodged out of the strike zone. Bree struggled against my hold, and I wondered if I was going to end up with a face full of the acrylic claws tearing at my arms. “Let go of me, you asshole!” “Whoa, Boss. Getting the door for ya.” Mathieu bolted across the shop and yanked the door open again. I hustled Bree out and set her free on the sidewalk. She spun to face Mathieu and me. “You’re going to regret this,” she hissed. “I swear, you will.” A soft laugh came from the open door. “From what I’ve seen, I highly doubt it.” Bree opened her mouth to spew something else, but I shut her down. “Get gone. I don’t ever want to see you near my shop again.” Bree’s flinty eyes narrowed as she shouldered her purse. “Fuck you, Lord. You think you’re better than me? Not a chance. You’re just thievin’ street scum. Fuck you.” “And now she’s getting repetitious,” the husky female voice commented from behind me. Lip curling in disgust, Bree turned and marched toward the street corner, never looking back. “Her exit could totally use some work, but all-in-all, that was one hell of a welcome.” I turned to survey the woman standing in the doorway of Chains. Even without a photographic memory, I didn’t think I’d ever forget this particular pose: One arm braced on the doorframe and the other propped on her hip, a green dress huggin curves that had my entire body sitting up and taking notice. Matched with the long, curling red hair, she was a goddamn knockout. “You lost, sweet thing?” She stepped out of the doorway onto the sidewalk and tore the help wanted sign off the bottom corner of the front window. Holding it between two fingers, she smiled. “Nope. I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be. I’m your newest employee.”  






  About Meghan March: Meghan March is the author of contemporary and erotic romance novels. Meghan March has been known to wear camo face paint and tromp around in woods wearing mud-covered boots, all while sporting a perfect manicure. She’s also impulsive, easily entertained, and absolutely unapologetic about the fact that she loves to read and write smut. Her past lives include slinging auto parts, selling lingerie, making custom jewelry, and practicing corporate law. Writing books about dirty talking alpha males and the strong, sassy women who bring them to their knees is by far the most fabulous job she’s ever had. She loves hearing from her readers at meghanmarchbooks@gmail.com.

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  Catch Up on the Beneath Series:

Beneath This Mask (Beneath #1) He loves me, and he doesn’t even know my real name. The limelight that follows him could expose everything I’m hiding. But even knowing the risks, I can’t force myself to stay away. I’m going to break his heart, but mine will shatter right along with it. Will we lose it all when I reveal what’s beneath this mask?

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Beneath This Ink (Beneath #2) I’ve always known she was too good for me, but that never stopped me from wanting her. And then I finally had her for one night. A night I don’t remember. I figured I’d blown my shot. But now she’s walked back into my life, and this time, I have the upper hand. I want my second chance. Will she be able to see the man beneath this ink?  

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Cover Reveal for A Beautiful Bastard by J.L. Perry. @givemebooksblog @JLPerryAuthor




Title: A Beautiful Bastard
Author: J.L. Perry
Genre: YA/NA
Cover Design: Soxsational Cover Art
 Release Date: September 2015



Blurb


My name is Carter Reynolds. I was born a bastard and I’ll die a bastard. I learnt it at a young age, and nothing and nobody can change that. I’m on a one-way path of destruction, and god help anyone who gets in my way. I hate my life. Actually, I hate pretty much everything.

That’s until I meet the kid next door. Indi-freakin’-ana. My dislike for her is instant. From the moment I lay eyes on her, she ignites something within me. She makes me feel things I thought I was incapable of feeling. I don’t like it, not one bit. When she looks at me with her big, beautiful, haunting, green eyes, it’s like she can see into the depths of my soul. It freaks me the hell out. She’s like sunshine and rainbows in my world of gloom and doom. I hate sunshine and rainbows.

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I’m Indiana Montgomery, my friends call me Indi. Despite losing my mum at the age of six, I have a wonderful life and great friends. My dad more than makes up for the fact that I only have one parent. I’m his little girl, the centre of his world. I adore him.

When Carter Reynolds moves in next door, my life takes a turn for the worse. He’s gorgeous—sinfully hot, but that’s where my compliments end. He seems hell bent on making my life miserable. He acts tough, but when I look into his eyes I don’t see it. I see hurt and pain. To me, he seems lost.

I should hate him for the way he treats me, but surprisingly I don’t. If anything, I feel sorry for him. I want to help him find peace. Help him find the light that I know is buried somewhere within his darkness, but, he won’t have a bar of it.

He’s warned me time and time again to stay away, but I can’t. I’m drawn to him for some reason. He’s always referring to himself as a bastard. That may be true, but to me, he’s more like a beautifully, misunderstood bastard. Whether he likes it or not, I refuse to give up on him.








Excerpt

Leaning forward, so my face is only inches from hers, I say, “I can see that.” Her pupils dilate and I hear her breath hitch. I immediately know my effect on her hasn’t diminished either. It takes everything in me not to pull her into my arms and squeeze the fucking life out of her. Why did I leave it so long to see her? Just being near her again, makes me feel alive. “It’s good to see you again, Indi.”

“Well, the feeling’s not mutual,” she says. She’s lying, I can tell. Her body language is saying the complete opposite to her words. She’s still a stubborn arse I see. My eyes leave hers, gazing down at her lips. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve dreamt of those lips over the past five years. Too many to count. I want to kiss her so bad my fucking chest aches. I let my eyes drop a little lower. First I see is the necklace I bought her. I can’t believe she’s still wearing it. It has me smiling like a damn fool. You have no idea what seeing that means to me.

I watch her chest rise and fall as her breathing quickens. She can deny it all she wants, but she’s affected by me. “My eyes are up here, buddy,” she spits. I want to laugh at her comment. I love her smart mouth. I’m glad this part of our relationship hasn’t changed.

Underneath the material of her white top, I can see a hint of her white lace bra covering the swell of her breast. It gives me an idea. I can’t help myself. I lift the sponge in my hand until it’s hovering over her tits. I hear her gasp when she realises what I’m about to do. I clench my fist tight, the water drips out. It soaks into the fabric of her top, making it transparent. Her nipples harden and so does my cock. Christ. I haven’t even touched her yet, and I swear I could break diamonds with this fucker.

Peeling my gaze from her spectacular rack, I make eye contact with her again. I’m feeling quite pleased with myself, but that feeling doesn’t last long. The anger I see in her eyes is not what I’m expecting. When did she lose her sense of humour? I guess I should’ve known from past experience, when it comes to her, I’m playing with fire. Especially since she has five years of pent up anger inside her, towards me.

This is one time I’m not anticipating her next move. So when it comes, I’m totally taken by surprise. She raises her right leg slightly, and then ‘BOOM’. She knees me fair smack in the nuts. Hard. Jesus fucking Christ.

All the air gushes from my lungs as pain radiates through my whole body. My dick goes instantly limp. Fuck, I think she just killed it. I’m pretty sure my boys are now lodged somewhere in my throat.

A feral, high pitched sound escapes me as I fall to my knees in agony. “Stay the fuck away from me arsehole,” she spits, as she turns and runs inside.

Somebody call an ambulance, I think I’m gonna die.






Author Bio

**VOTED BEST NEW AUTHOR FOR 2014 IN AUSROM TODAY'S READERS CHOICE AWARDS**
 
J L Perry is a mother and a wife. She was born in Sydney, Australia in 1972, and has lived there her whole life. Her love of reading, from a young age, gave her the passion to write. My Destiny was originally written for her sister, in 2013. It was never intended to be published. However, after finishing this book, she felt there was still a lot of Brooke and Logan's story left to tell. This inspired her to write My Forever. With the encouragement of her family and friends, she decided to follow her dream and become a published Author.

That dream was realised on the 6th of June, 2014.

My Destiny is her debut novel in the Destiny Series. My Forever is the conclusion to this book. Her third book Damaged - Jacinta's Story was released October 15th, 2014. This is a stand alone book, but is based on a character in My Forever. Her fourth book Against All Odds, is a stand alone book, as well, but part of the Destiny Series. Due to be released on the 27th May, 2015. She's also currently writing a fifth book, a standalone, that will be released later in the year. It's called 'A Beautiful Bastard'. This is NOT part of the Destiny Series.

J L's love of romance and happy endings makes a perfect combination when it comes to writing her beautiful love stories.

Her hobbies include reading, writing, drinking wine, shopping, listening to music, and anything artistic or creative. She loves spending time with her family, friends and her dog when she isn't writing. She also loves being outdoors and travelling and exploring the world.





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Elle Raven's Cover Reveal for Provoke Me. @ElleRaven1


Title: Provoke Me
Author: Elle Raven
Series: Barossa Series, Book 3
Release Date: Mid-late September, 2015
Genre: Erotic Romance
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COVER DESIGNER: Margreet Asselbergs
PHOTOGRAPHER: Shauna Kruse
COVER MODELS: Lance Jones & Sky Kinz

Milan Sinclair is rebellious, stubborn and has a huge chip on her shoulder—a chip that Marco Brunetti, the multi-billionaire, vice-president of the Brunetti Hotel and Spa Resorts, put there. As a teenager, she worshipped the ground he walked on, but not anymore. She's determined to make Marco's life a living hell after he tormented her for years.

Everyone thinks she and Marco would make the perfect couple, but there are two major flaws in their logic. Firstly, Marco is a philandering playboy and can't hold a relationship down of any kind, and secondly, after blurring the line between family, friends, and lovers one night years earlier, they can't stop provoking one another. 

Marco Brunetti is arrogant, reckless and a committed playboy. He took Milan's virginity one drunken night and then he bolted. Now they’re forced together at his sister’s wedding, where they decide to call a truce for the sake of the family. But how long will this truce last? Is it just a pretense so Milan can get her ultimate revenge, or perhaps their ‘spark’ can be used for more than fighting? 

That is if they don't strangle each other first.

Lila Rose Release Blitz @AuthorLilaRose


Title: Coming Out
Author: Lila Rose
Series: Hawks MC Series, Book 4.5
Genre: Fiction/Humorous/Romance/Erotica 
Cover Designer: Louisa at LM Creations  
Release Date: June 4, 2015

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Living a lie, Matthew ‘Mattie’ Alexander is exhausted. It’s not easy to keep up the pretence, the deceit, but it’s safer. Coming out to a world who so easily hate takes a courage he’s yet to find, so he pretends – pretends to be into women – pretends to love being a part of the university’s football team. It keeps him safe, hidden. 

Until he meets Julian.

From the moment they first meet, Mattie knows life is about to change. He’s yet to determine if it is for the better or worse. 

Living life through laughter, Julian is lonely. Without the jokes, the humour, he would be living on the edge of depression. Succumbing to his controlling father’s demands, Julian finds no joy in the path laid out before him. 

Until he meets Mattie.

As soon as they cross paths, Mattie has the power to drive Julian’s man parts crazy with lust. But can lust be enough to help Mattie out of the closet, and guide Julian into a happier place? 

Limits will be pushed. Rules will be broken. But it’s only together, that they will have the strength to overpower fear, fear of themselves and fear of others. Just how far are they willing to go in the aim of coming out?


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