Saturday 19 March 2016

BLOG TOUR : Rock & Roll Country : Jessie's Girl part 1 by Kandice Michelle Young




Blog Tour:
Rock & Roll Country:
Jessie's Girl Part 1
By
 Kandice Michelle Young
Mar 21st Apr 4th








The rock star meets the country music wannabe.

Jesse Lee didn't believe in love at first sight. Heart closed off by the tragic events of a past life, he refused to open the gates and let anyone in. Lonely nights filled with hit it and quit it romances, Jesse left his mark on beautiful women across the United States. That was before he walked into a bar in Memphis, Tennessee looking for his next catch. The moment he saw her on the stage, Jesse knew he had to have her. The only problem was he wasn't sure one night would be enough.

Trapped by the mistakes of her reckless childhood, Sophie Westbrook was looking for a way out. She never imagined it'd come in the form of the overly confident British born rock star, who happened to stroll in during her shift. Fueled by her need to do everything right, Sophie swore she'd never get involved with the wrong man again. That was before she knew just how right falling for Jesse could be.

Forced to choose between a world she never wanted and the life she could've had, Sophie must decide if Jesse's worth the risk of giving her heart away again.

Caught in a struggle between the man he is and the man he wants to be, Jesse must decide whether losing it all means gaining everything in return.

Part one of five.













Kandice is…
…a serial lover of all things pink, self-proclaimed chocoholic, home-schooling mother, and wannabe yogi.
Her debut erotica novel, Run to You, the first in the series Run, is coming soon.
Kandi’s love of storytelling can be traced back to her fourth grade year, when a history lesson on Native Americans became too unimaginative for her liking.  She took it upon herself to liven things up by creating a story that was based on half-truths about a self-named Indian Princess. Kandice is in fact of Native American heritage (her great-grandmother was a full-blooded Cherokee) and in her own mind a princess, so you can see where her inspiration came from.  Her story was a huge hit with friends, and an author was born.

Kandice was born and raised in rural Arkansas, where she currently lives with her husband and three children. Though, if you ask her she’ll confirm that her soul is lost somewhere on the west coast waiting for the day that her body can rejoin it.


   

   

   




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YOU DON'T OWN ME by Georgia Le Carre

You Don’t Own Me By: Georgia LeCarre An Erotic Romance Release Date: March 19, 2016
 

Blurb

Dahlia I knew I should have listened to my inner voice. I should never have said yes to helping out my friend, but I did, and the Russian with the dangerous eyes shocked me by how easily he stirred outrageous desires in my body and made me lose complete control. I did the only thing I could. I walked (all right, I ran) away to the sound of his cheap parting shot, ‘you'll be back when you need my help.’ But I haven’t been able to run away from him in my dreams. God knows I’ve tried. Then something unthinkable happens. My sister goes missing while on a backpacking trip, and the ruthless predator is the only one who can help. He sits in his study, a beautiful, powerful man with eyes cold enough to freeze my blood. He says he can help, but nothing is for free … Zane She ran like a spooked deer, but I always knew she’d be back. Now she thinks she can just waltz in here and pretend like nothing’s happened. I'm not buying that bullshit. We both know why she's here and what she really wants from me. She can't get my taste out of her mind. She wants me to satisfy the aching desires that have gripped her body ever since I made her cum on my fingers. Every time she closes her eyes she thinks of what I could do to her. But I'm not a man given to doing favors. I'm an opportunist. There's always a price for my help.

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Excerpt

As soon as we are alone I lose my shit. This, as far as I am concerned, is the last straw. I’m out of here. I’ve had enough. I didn’t sign up for this bullshit. The deal was he doesn’t do anything I don’t like, or the deal is off. He just did something I detest. I absolutely will not allow him or any other man to talk to me like that. No matter how hungry my body is for him, I simply won’t allow such abuse. Maybe I’m not built to be someone’s sex toy. I’m too independent and free-spirited to be anybody else’s side kick. He can go find himself another pliable sex toy to bully. ‘You’re an arrogant bastard, Zane. How dare you speak to me like that in front of other people?’ I fume, striding towards the door. He stands in my way magnificent and menacing. ‘I’ll speak to you how I like. I own you.’ I gasp. ‘Well, I’ve got news for you. You don’t own me.’ ‘Yes, I fucking do,’ he snarls. His arm shoots out and he yanks me to him. My new shoes lift off the ground and my body slams into his, knocking all the wind from my lungs. Stunned, I stare up into his furious face. There is a muscle ticking at the side of his jaw. His eyes are impenetrable as his head swoops down, and his lips crush mine in a hungry kiss. His mouth is hot and wild. Intoxicated, I open my mouth and emit a low moan. H is tongue forces its way in instantly. The kiss is my salvation and my torment. It is more than anything I could have imagined. It is magic; like that time I sat on a hill right in the middle of a summer storm and saw the lightning crash through the sky and felt it in my veins. He draws my tongue into his mouth and sucks on it. I feel as I am floating on air. No matter what happens after this, I know I will carry the memory of this first kiss for the rest of my life. I will die with it still on my lips. Like an addict my arms reach up and tangle helplessly around his strong neck.

Giveaway

You Don’t Own Me #1 ~ COMING May, 2016


About The Author

Georgia Le Carre writes contemporary and adult romance and is the bestselling author of the Amazon # 1 bestseller,the billionaire banker series. She lives in a little old 19th century romantic cottage, surrounded by the most magical garden, filled with fruit and walnut trees and teeming with wildlife. Her diet includes all things chocolate and a voracious appetite for Romance reads, particularly new authors with a fresh voice. When she is not feeding words into Amy, her precious laptop, she can be found lost in a long walk in the woods, particularly on moonlit nights; and often with the man of her dreams.

Connect with Georgia

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You Don’t Own Me
By: Georgia LeCarre
An Erotic Romance
Release Date: March 19, 2016





Blurb

Dahlia
I knew I should have listened to my inner voice. I should never have said yes to helping out my friend, but I did, and the Russian with the dangerous eyes shocked me by how easily he stirred outrageous desires in my body and made me lose complete control. I did the only thing I could. I walked (all right, I ran) away to the sound of his cheap parting shot, ‘you'll be back when you need my help.’
But I haven’t been able to run away from him in my dreams. God knows I’ve tried. Then something unthinkable happens. My sister goes missing while on a backpacking trip, and the ruthless predator is the only one who can help.
He sits in his study, a beautiful, powerful man with eyes cold enough to freeze my blood.
He says he can help, but nothing is for free …

Zane
She ran like a spooked deer, but I always knew she’d be back.
Now she thinks she can just waltz in here and pretend like nothing’s happened. I'm not buying that bullshit. We both know why she's here and what she really wants from me.
She can't get my taste out of her mind.
She wants me to satisfy the aching desires that have gripped her body ever since I made her cum on my fingers. Every time she closes her eyes she thinks of what I could do to her.
But I'm not a man given to doing favors. I'm an opportunist. There's always a price for my help.




Buy The Book



Excerpt


As soon as we are alone I lose my shit. This, as far as I am concerned, it’s the last straw. I’m out of here. I’ve had enough. I didn’t sign up for this bullshit. The deal was he doesn’t do anything I don’t like, or the deal is off. He just did something I detest. I absolutely will not allow him or any other man to talk to me like that. No matter how hungry my body is for him, I simply won’t allow such abuse. Maybe I’m not built to be someone’s sex toy. I’m too independent and free-spirited to be anybody else’s side kick. He can go find himself another pliable sex toy to bully.

‘You’re an arrogant bastard, Zane. How dare you speak to me like that in front of other people?’ I fume, striding towards the door.

He stands in my way magnificent and menacing. ‘I’ll speak to you how I like. I own you.’

I gasp. ‘Well, I’ve got news for you. You don’t own me.’

‘Yes, I fucking do,’ he snarls. His arm shoots out and he yanks me to him.

My new shoes lift off the ground and my body slams into his, knocking all the wind from my lungs. Stunned, I stare up into his furious face. There is a muscle ticking at the side of his jaw. His eyes are impenetrable as his head swoops down, and his lips crush mine in a hungry kiss.

His mouth is hot and wild.

Intoxicated, I open my mouth and emit a low moan. H is tongue forces its way in instantly. The kiss is my salvation and my torment. It is more than anything I could have imagined. It is magic; like that time I sat on a hill right in the middle of a summer storm and saw the lightning crash through the sky and felt it in my veins.

He draws my tongue into his mouth and sucks on it. I feel as I am floating on air. No matter what happens after this, I know I will carry the memory of this first kiss for the rest of my life. I will die with it still on my lips.


Like an addict my arms reach up and tangle helplessly around his strong neck.



Giveaway





You Don’t Own Me #1 ~ COMING May, 2016







About The Author



Georgia Le Carre writes contemporary and adult romance and is the bestselling author of the Amazon # 1 bestseller,the billionaire banker series.

She lives in a little old 19th century romantic cottage, surrounded by the most magical garden, filled with fruit and walnut trees and teeming with wildlife.

Her diet includes all things chocolate and a voracious appetite for Romance reads, particularly new authors with a fresh voice.

When she is not feeding words into Amy, her precious laptop, she can be found lost in a long walk in the woods, particularly on moonlit nights; and often with the man of her dreams.

Connect with Georgia