Release Blitz : Sex God by J.A Melville

 
RELEASE BLITZ
BOOK: SEX GOD
AUTHOR: J.A MELVILLE

ILLUSTRATOR: BIANCA EBERLE

EDITOR: KAREN BAKER

PUBLISHER: J.A MELVILLE

MAY 9 – 10, 2017

 
 
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Synopsis:
 
Shay Vidal. .
.
 
Women call me the Sex God. Why? It’s simple.
When it comes to sex, I really am that good.
It’s not my ego talking. It’s a fact. I get it screamed at me all the
time.
Men want to be like me. Women
want to be with me.
 
The thing is. . .
It’s all an act.
I’m damaged goods. . .
 
Lyla’s different. She’s dangerous.
She’s the forbidden fruit. And I’m tempted to take a bite.
 
Lyla Costa. . . 
 
I’m tired of having to fake it in the bedroom.
All I seem to attract are Sex Duds.
Until my brother introduces me to his friend
Shay.
A Sex God would make a change from a Sex Dud.
I’m a relationship kind of gal and he’s a one
night only deal.
 
The man is hot though. . .
He’s sex on two legs. . .
He is tempting. . .
 
It would be nice to see what all the fuss is
about. . . 





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About the Author
 
From my teenage years, all I wanted to do was become a writer one day. Even now as an adult woman with three children who are not so little any more, I’ve always lived with my head in the clouds, a dreamer, often amusing myself with my own imagination.
 
It might have taken me awhile to finally live my dream, but I did it. 
 
I’m a sucker for romance and love some spice in the books I read, so no surprise really that I like to write romance with some spice too. I love this thing I do, letting the characters in my head have their voice, but sometimes I wish they wouldn’t choose the middle of the night to try and get my attention.
 
I write erotic romance and paranormal erotica, and like trying to challenge myself with every book I write. 
 
I live in a sleepy country town in Australia with my three children plus our 4 cats and my little dog who thinks he’s a big dog. My life is complete and utter bedlam most of the time but I wouldn’t have it any other way. 
 
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Release Blitz : A Kiss to Keep You by MariaLisa deMora

 

Title: A Kiss to Keep You
Series: Rebel Wayfarers MC, #9.25
Author:  MariaLisa
deMora
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: November 21,
2016
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Synopsis
 
Love will find a way, and for Brute and Bexley it
comes to life standing under the bright lights of a grocery store aisle. ‘A
Kiss to Keep You’ is a short, sweet, happily ever after story that you are
going to adore.
 
Richard Monte had it all. A satisfying career in the
military, where he took pride in serving his country. He had close friends,
good ones, and a goddaughter he doted on. His life was filled with riches, and
looked to stay that way for the foreseeable future. All of that was stripped
away in an instant, destroyed along with his face in the flash and explosion of
a roadside bomb. Struggling to find his way in a new world, one where his very
appearance is cause for fear and dismay, he stumbles upon a woman who seems to
see beyond the surface, a curvy blonde named Bexley. Her reaction to him is so
different, and she offers him an unexpected taste of beauty from her sweetly
upturned lips. They seem destined to be together, but a rising danger in a far
western state threatens everything he’s worked to build. Not without her own
demons, Bexley has to fight overwhelming odds to hold onto the man she’s come
to love.
 
All that we see or seem, Is but a dream within a dream.Edgar Allen Poe
http://bit.ly/kisskeepyou-GR

 

 
Excerpt
From chapter one, Brute’s Girl:
 
Brute
He sat on his bike and
watched her. Gorgeous, reserved, she seemed unaware of her own beauty, and just
as unconscious of his regard, because she never looked up from the book held
balanced on her knees. Never raised her gaze to find him watching her. To see
the other men in the area looking their fill. Seated on the green grass of the
park, back to a tree, she rested with her heels drawn up tight to her bottom
while her skirt draped gracefully over her angled legs. With a bottle of water
lying nearby, her slouchy messenger bag was tossed to one side, phone nowhere
in sight. She had lost herself in the story, as she so often did. Blonde,
stunning, and so unattainable, especially for a man like him. She might as well
have been on the moon.
Ricky sighed and started his
bike, checking traffic before he smoothly pulled out of the lot where he had
been sitting for over an hour. The first minutes had been spent anxiously
waiting on her arrival, then the remainder, he’d been avidly watching his girl.
That was what the guys in the motorcycle club, his brothers, all called her. As
he rolled the throttle and accelerated up the street, he was already
anticipating the jeering catcalls that would greet him when he pulled into the
clubhouse. Brute’s Girl.
Gliding the bike to a stop
behind traffic, as he waited for the light to turn green, he turned his head,
glancing into the car beside him. Without thinking, he smiled fondly at the
young girl driving the aged two-door vehicle. She looked a lot like his
goddaughter, pert nose covered by freckles, untidy hair tucked behind her ears.
Seeing her made him think he needed to call Dylan, see how their Natalie was
doing in her first year of college, ask about the family. Then the girl turned
her head and saw him. Her reaction was instant and dramatic, hands slapping at
the controls on the inside of the door to lock the car, mouth falling open in
silent horror. Swiftly, he wiped the smile from his face and turned to face
forward, not wanting to make her more uncomfortable than he already had.
Richard Monte was well
acquainted with the societal challenges he had to work within, and around. He
should be, he saw evidence of them every time he looked in the mirror. Face
mangled by the roadside bomb that had taken most of his patrol, his skin in
turns was glossy smooth and cratered from the burns and shrapnel. He knew how
the barest glimpse of his countenance could affect those who were unprepared.
That was why he didn’t go out often; choosing instead to stay in his apartment,
his work-from-home job as a help desk technician was without much outside
contact. Not content, but merely pragmatic enough to recognize what it did to
him every time he provoked a reaction like this one.
The men of the Rebel
Wayfarers MC were the exception. Introduced to them by a friend, these people
judged him not by what remained of his face, but by his actions and words.
Fiercely honorable in their own way, the outlaw group of bikers had folded
themselves around him protectively, finding him a job allowing him to support
himself. Providing both independence and giving him a community of people he
could count on, no matter what.
The girl in the park, the
blonde. The beauty he would only ever be able to look at from afar. She was
another anomaly in his world. Months ago he had seen her in the grocery store,
and she had shocked him by not reacting. Well, not reacting to his face, at
least. She had reacted to him as a man, something he hadn’t experienced for
nearly a decade. Reaching for a boxed dinner, he had clumsily knocked it to the
floor, and before he could grab it, the blonde had bent over and picked it up.
Holding it behind her back, she had smiled up at him, her tone light and
playful as she had asked, “What’ll you give me for it?”
Bright blue pools looking
right at his face, smile curling her full red lips, cheeks lifted, and that
same smile making her eyes fucking dance, she had looked him in the eyes and
teased him. Exactly as a woman would do with a man she found attractive.
Without hesitation, he’d answered as he would have before the injury, boldly
stating the cost. Two words shaping his desires. “A kiss.”
Immediately, she’d responded,
“Deal,” and leaned forward, lifting her chin. Standing there in the grocery
store aisle, he had bent slightly, pressing his lips in a brief, soft,
closed-mouthed kiss to raspberry-flavored ones. Lips belonging to a beautiful
blonde who was curvy but carried it well, cute and knew it, standing close to
him in a strapless sundress still swinging slightly around her calves.
When he’d pulled back, she’d
held the pose for a moment, lashes a shade darker than her hair resting on her
cheeks, lips slightly parted, an adorable flush rising in her cheeks. Then her
blue eyes had opened, and she again looked at him without distaste or fear, no
cringing or hesitation in her expression. “Here’s your box,” she’d murmured,
and he’d reached for the container. She’d handed it over but had stayed in
place for a moment, then an expression of regret had flashed across her
features before she’d said, “See you around.” Ricky had stood there watching as
she’d walked up the aisle away from him, turning to offer him a friendly wave
before she’d gone out of sight, the hem of her colorful, swirling skirt the
last thing he saw.
He had abandoned his cart in
the store to follow her outside, noting the make and model of her car. Then,
like the sad sack he was, he’d stalked her all the way to her house on the
outskirts of town. He had been surprised to find she didn’t live too far from
his apartment, only four blocks. Rare beauty, and so close to hand. Her house a
tiny cottage tucked in alongside family homes in a well-established
neighborhood, an oddness for the area. A generation ago it was probably used as
a mother-in-law’s residence.
Back at the clubhouse that
night, it had been hours later, and he was still turning the encounter over and
over in his mind, trying to figure out what had actually happened. It was
confusing on many levels. He didn’t get flirty anymore. Didn’t get sweet. Sure
didn’t get kissed in public exposed under the too-bright lights of a grocery
store.
One of the guys had plied him
with booze and then worked to pry the story out of him. That was when she got
her name. They already called him Brute, a plain statement of his looks but one
that held surprisingly little sting, because it wasn’t done maliciously, but
supportively. His looks didn’t matter to them, and the name they dubbed him
with was a way for them to show it. So Brute’s Girl, well, that just came
naturally.
Since then he had watched her.
He didn’t think she had caught sight of him again. Probably harbored no memory
of the gift she had given him, but oh, how he watched her.
Now, sitting at a light
alongside a girl who was horrified just by looking at him, he snorted. Sure, he
could be a fairy godfather. Right.
Copyright © 2016. MariaLisa
deMora. All Rights Reserved.
 
 

 

 

Lone Star Warriors Outdoors donation
announcement
 
 
Novella Sales to Raise Money for Charity Benefiting
Veterans,
deMora announced Lone Star Warriors Outdoors (LSWO)
selected for yearlong donation efforts
 
Author MariaLisa deMora
announced the start of a yearlong literary charity effort today. With the help
of book bloggers and related social media she intends to raise money to help
support the Lone Star Warriors Outdoors nonprofit organization in their efforts
to assist combat wounded military veterans.
 
“Research for a number
of my fictional characters led me to interview military veterans from all walks
of life. So many of these warriors are struggling with Traumatic Brain Injury
(TBI), and Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD), in addition to devastating
physical injuries received while serving our country, most with minimal support
as they do so,” Ms. deMora continued. “I want to give back in a way
that will make an impact at the local level. Lone Star Warriors Outdoors is
focused on reconnecting individuals who were injured serving our country with
things they once loved: outdoors and hunting. There is an additional benefit to
bringing the warriors together for an organized excursion, because they are
provided with a priceless opportunity to bond with men who share their service
experiences. My family has a strong military history. All his life, my father
remained friends with men he’d served alongside during his 22-years in the Air
Force. I also saw the instant kinship he would find with virtually any serviceman
he encountered. There is a soul-deep camaraderie between men like that, and
Lone Star Warriors Outdoors (LSWO) recognizes and provides an environment where
that connection can thrive.”
 
Ms. deMora began her
self-published writing career in 2014 with the release of “Mica,” book #1 in
her Rebel Wayfarers MC (RWMC) series. Followed quickly by another several
books, this saga has inspired a spinoff series, as well as several short
stories and novellas. Her novella, “A Kiss to Keep You,” will be the foundation
of royalty-earning efforts on behalf of LSWO. With a story centered on the
struggles of a combat vet returning from overseas, the book is a natural fit
for this charitable campaign.
 
“I’m an advocate for paying
success forward. Or sideways. Or backwards. It’s important to me to ensure the
gifts I’ve been given are shared, in whatever fashion. During February 2016,
all royalties earned from sales of ‘Jase,’ book #4 in the RWMC series went to
support Puck Cancer, a charity that provides assistance to families dealing
with cancer diagnosis. That effort was very successful, and I’d like to build
on what I learned,” deMora said. “The tie-in for that book was that the main
character was a hockey player, which made an easy bridge from the book world to
the real one in order to help Puck Cancer. For this one, the hero is a wounded
veteran attempting to pick up the pieces of his life back home.”
 
For the period of one year,
half of all earnings from sales of “A Kiss to Keep You” will be donated to Lone
Star Warriors Outdoors, a tax exempt 501(c)(3) charitable organization located
in Tyler, Texas, near deMora’s hometown.
 
“Moderately priced, ‘A Kiss
to Keep You,’ is on the long end of the novella literary form, both things that
readers enjoy. The story’s sweet happily-ever-after ending should be a hit for
readers, too,” deMora continued. “Once I had the idea, I sat down and did the
math, and saw I could swing it to donate half of all earnings for this book to
the charity for at least a year. I’m so glad that Lone Star Warriors Outdoors
will benefit from this project. It’s a great cause.”
 
Starting November 21, 2016, “A
Kiss to Keep You” will be sold on all popular book retail platforms including
Amazon, Barnes & Noble, iBooks, Kobo, and Scribd. $2.99 per electronic
copy, $12.99 for paperback. Read more about the story at deMora’s website, www.mldemora.com.
 
MariaLisa deMora is a
best-selling author of eleven contemporary fiction and romance novels in three
series. Represented by MLK Publishing, her books and stories have topped
numerous categories at Amazon, and one short story has been listed in the
top-100 of its category for more than a year.
 
Lone Star Warriors Outdoors
mission is to say “Thank You” to our Nation’s combat Wounded and Injured
Warriors who have sacrificed mind and body in the fight on terrorism by
providing a fun and relaxing atmosphere while introducing or reconnecting and
teaching the American tradition of hunting, fishing and other outdoor
activities. Second to provide a time of mental healing or therapy by allowing
Wounded Warriors to meet others that have been in the same situation, allowing
each to talk about issues that only they understand.
 
Learn more about LSWO charity
at www.lonestarwarriorsoutdoors.com.

 

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Author Bio
 
Raised in the south, MariaLisa learned about the magic
of books at an early age. Every summer, she would spend hours in the local
library, devouring books of every genre. Self-described as a book-a-holic, she
says “I’ve always loved to read, but then I discovered writing, and found I
adored that, too. For reading … if nothing else is available, I’ve been known
to read the back of the cereal box.”
 
A hockey fan, hiker, gamer, and single mom of a
special needs son, she embraces her inner geek and has been working in the tech
field for a publishing company for a couple decades.
 
Music is a driving passion, and she says, “I love
music of nearly any genre — jazz, country, rock, alt rock, metal, classical,
bluegrass, rap, hip hop … you name it, I listen to it. I can often be seen
dancing through the house in the early mornings. But I really, REALLY love live
music. My favorite thing with music is seeing bands in small, dive bars [read:
small, intimate venues]. If said bar [venue] has a good selection of premium tequila,
then that’s a plus!”
 
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Release Blitz : Family Ties by Perri Forrest

 

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Malina

Everything I do is for my daughter. I only want the best for her life. So when her father finally decided that after three years he wanted to get to know her, I put my feelings aside and allowed him in. Not to be with me, but to be a daddy to her. Well, a few things came with him that I wasn’t prepared for—a crazy ass girlfriend who wanted to guard her territory at any cost and a fine ass uncle that made it clear he wanted my attention.

 

My sister/friend Laney is telling me to go for it, but my conscience is messing with me on a daily and telling me that it’s just too close for comfort. But the heart wants what the heart wants and before long, I start to feel that pull toward this man who makes me feel like no other man ever has.

 

Zeke

When I first saw Malina, I knew I had to have her. Yeah, there’s code that says if your family has touched the merchandise, then you don’t entertain it. But Malina isn’t just any woman. Because not one woman that I’ve ever encountered made me want to reach out and touch her on sight—but she did. From the way she carried herself, to the way she looked at me, I knew that if she let me in, she would know what it was like to be loved for real . . . and by a real man.

 

Rocco

I’m not perfect by any means. I’ve done my share of dirt. I can’t even say for sure that my dirty deeds are done. I love women . . . a lot of them. As a result, I’ve had a few babies along the way—babies that I haven’t always done right by; so I’m setting out to change that and do what a real father is supposed to do. Problem is the woman I’m “with” doesn’t really grasp the concept of what it is I’m trying to do and her reaction to it all causes a whole lot of chaos.

 

Kai

I’m territorial. I don’t make excuses for it. It’s who I am. And when I feel that somebody is trying to step into my zone and steal what belongs to me, I react. This chick, Malina, who opened her legs to my man and had his child, thinks she’s going to come in with her daughter and claim a spot that never belonged to her. She’s dead wrong. If I have to show her what that means, that’s what it’ll be. But she won’t like it if it does come down to that, so if I was her, I’d tread carefully.

 

“Family Ties” is a love story at its core, but inside of this love story, many other themes appear; the primary one being that love really has no boundaries when it comes to family…

 

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Perri Forrest is a California based author with seventeen titles to her credit. A writer who becomes one with her characters, Perri has produced numerous outstanding titles including having reached number one in African American Romance on the Amazon Best Sellers list. The fan favorite novel, Captivated was an international hit debuting at number two in Women’s Fiction for three consecutive weeks on the Amazon Best Sellers list in the United Kingdom and the United States.

 

Having studied psychology, Perri delves into the intrinsic elements that make her characters tick. She consistently creates strong female leads weaving in the complexities of fiction and real life. This dynamic writer, who has penned stories since a preteen, ensures that each novel is mixed with insight, passion and love. Having only professionally written for just shy of three years, Perri was nominated Best Romance Author of 2015 by Urban Books, Authors, and Writers of America (UBAWA).

 

An unintentional venture into blogging allowed Perri to express her raw emotion, break down her personal barriers and explore her gift of writing. Ultimately Perri’s blogs resulted in fans adoring her work and clamoring to read more. Writing quickly became her sole driving force, her goal is to nurture the minds and hearts of the readers who trust her to feed their literary appetites.

 

When not creating her own captivating characters, Perri can be found enjoying a good suspense thriller. She lists the work of James Patterson, Terry McMillan and Jackie Collins as being among her favorites. She also loves playing Words with Friends, which has been a constant companion while writing the bulk of her literary works.

 

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Release Blitz for Seaside Nights by Melissa Foster

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Title: Seaside Nights (Love In Bloom: Seaside Summers, #5)

Author: Melissa Foster

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: August 12, 2015

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Synopsis

Fall in love with Sky Lacroux and Sawyer Bass in Seaside Nights, the fifth book in the Seaside Summers series by New York Times bestselling author Melissa Foster!

Sky Lacroux has finally realized her dream and opened her own tattoo shop in Provincetown, Massachusetts. She’s happy as can be, preparing the shop for its grand opening and renting a cottage in the Seaside community while renovations to her new apartment are being completed. The only thing missing is the one thing she longs for, and has no control over—love.

Sawyer Bass, a professional boxer, plays his guitar at a local bar to escape the painful reality of his father’s deteriorating health and a recent health warning of his own. But when he spots a stunning brunette across the room, escaping reality goes out the window, and the beautiful woman becomes the focus of his next song—and maybe even the rest of his life.

When Sawyer walks into Sky’s tattoo shop and sees the woman from the bar—Sky—the chemistry between them is instant. Sawyer is everything Sky could ever hope for in a man. He’s honest, loving, sensitive, and potently virile—but boxing goes against everything Sky believes in. The closer they become, the more she realizes that her alpha boxer is waging his own emotional battle—only the battle she thinks he’s waging isn’t the one that threatens to tear them apart.

About The Author

Melissa

Melissa Foster is a New York Times & USA Today bestselling and award-winning author. She writes sexy and heartwarming contemporary romance, new adult romance (M/F, M/M, F/F), romantic suspense, thrillers, and historical fiction with emotionally compelling characters that stay with you long after you turn the last page. Melissa also co-writes the Love on Rockwell Island series with New York Times bestselling author Bella Andre. Melissa’s emotional journeys are lovingly erotic and always family oriented. Her books have been recommended by USA Today’s book blog, Hagerstown Magazine, The Patriot, and several other print venues. She is the founder of the World Literary Café. When she’s not writing, Melissa helps authors navigate the publishing industry through her author training programs on Fostering Success.

Melissa has painted and donated several murals to The Hospital for Sick Children in Washington, DC. Her interests include her family, reading, writing, painting, friends, helping others see the positive side of life, and visiting Cape Cod.

Melissa is available to chat with book clubs and welcomes comments and emails from her readers. Visit Melissa on social media or her personal website. Never miss a release! Follow Melissa here on Amazon and sign up for her newsletter: www.MelissaFoster.com/Newsletter

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Release Blitz for Ready To Love by Franca Storm

Title: Ready To Love
Series: Damaged Hearts
Author: Franca Storm
Genre: New Adult/College Rocker Romance
 Release Date: August 10, 2015
Blurb

She is the one woman who is always off limits…

College rocker and infamous playboy, John Kingston, has screwed his way through most of the women on campus. But there’s one woman he will never touch: his best friend and band mate, Nicki. For four years, he’s been her protector and her confidant.When arrogant frat guy, Axel, attempts to make a claim on her, John suffers a painful wakeup call, quickly realizing that his feelings for Nicki are not purely platonic. Recognizing that Axel’s intentions are anything but innocent, John’s possessiveness spirals out of control, sparking a dangerous feud.

Nicola Lewis can’t bear to be touched. Haunted by an awful past that she has been unable to escape, she has kept her distance from the opposite sex. And she’s been just fine living her life that way: safe and uncomplicated with no chance of getting hurt again.

Until an unexpected kiss changes everything…

But John and Nicki must decide whether the burgeoning desire between them is worth the risk. Is this a case of love conquers all, or a huge mistake that could destroy everything?

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Excerpt
As I lay back on the bed, propping the pillows up behind me so that I’m half lying, half sitting, I suddenly feel insanely nervous. Shit. I cross my legs, feeling uncomfortable not wearing any underwear beneath the skimpy slip of a nightdress. I try to strike what I think is a sexy pose, but everything feels so awkward. I’ve seen women do it in the movies—how do they pull it off so easily?

I can’t do this.

I slide off the bed, intending to make my way into the bathroom to grab my bathrobe when the door opens. Oh no! Too late!

“Got your text. So, you’ve got me alone. So, what’s—oh shit!” John’s voice comes from the door.

I cringe. Shit. “Hi,” I squeak over my shoulder.

He shuts the door behind him and chuckles. “Are you gonna turn around or talk to me with your back to me all night?”

“I…uh…I need my robe.”

“No,” he says huskily.

I force myself to turn around. The moment I do, his eyes dart to mine suddenly. I grin inwardly, knowing that they were staring at my ass just a second earlier. I can see the coiled tension in his body, the stiff set of his jaw and I know he’s struggling to keep his gaze on my eyes and not elsewhere. If I was any other girl, he wouldn’t bother. It makes me feel bad, like I’m teasing him or something.

“You can look,” I tell him.

But he still doesn’t. In fact, he slaps his hand over his eyes. “Shit, Nicki. I…uh…why are you wearing…that?”

“Can you remove your hand and look at me?”

He shakes his head.

“Fine.” I take a deep breath and perch on the edge of the bed. “Nothing happened after our kiss the other day. No nightmares. Nothing.”

“Really?” he asks, intrigued.

“Yeah.”

“And?” he presses.

“I don’t know if it was a mistake to you, or what. If you’ve been avoiding me, or whether I’ve subconsciously been avoiding you or something. I wanted to clear it up tonight.”

“There’s something else,” he accuses.

Dammit, he knows me too well. “I…uh…will you…touch me?”

His hand falls away and his gaze snaps to mine. “What?”

I climb onto the bed and ease myself back against the pillows, hoping I don’t actually look as awkward as I feel.

He shakes his head. “Nicki…”

“It was a mistake, wasn’t it?” I ask, suddenly embarrassed as hell. I pull the covers up to shield myself. “Oh crap,” I mumble. “Can you leave and give me a second to get dressed and then we’ll talk this out?”

“No,” he says. Before I know it, he’s climbing onto the other side of the bed. “That’s not what I meant. I just wanted you to know that you don’t have to do this.”

“I want to,” I say, pushing the covers aside.

This time, his eyes are all over me. “Nicki, once you give me the green light, I’m not sure I’m gonna be able to stop.”

Oh my God. I swallow hard and tell him, “I want you to touch me.”

Author Bio
Franca was born in Surrey, England and currently lives in Niagara Falls, Canada with her husband and their labrador, Rocky.

She is a long-time lover of erotica and romance novels, especially those with sexy-as-sin alpha males. She decided to try her hand at writing her own and writing romance is now her obsession and the perfect way to put her dirty mind to good use!

Her writing spans many different sub-genres of romance: contemporary, biker romance, paranormal romance, new adult, romantic erotica and romance suspense. She’s got a ton of stories to tell and many more works up her sleeve.

She loves hearing from her readers, so please feel free to stop by and visit her at the links below:

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Release Blitz for I am the Alpha!

Book: I Am The Alpha

Series: The Moon Forged Trilogy: Book 1

Authors: A.J. Downey & Ryan Kells
Release Date: 8/4/2015






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The pack has ruled over its territory, the wilds of Washington, for a generation, but that has all crumbled with the murder of the Alpha. William Reese is determined he will heal the pack by taking leadership, but in doing so he pits himself against enemies he may not be able to beat.



Chloe has been pulled from her home and thrust into a world she never knew existed, a world her father was careful to keep hidden from her. She is now threatened with a gruesome death by terrifying creatures from legend. 



Somehow William and Chloe must find a way to work together to stay alive against the forces determined to see them dead.

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ABOUT THE AUTHORSAuthor A.J. Downey 

 
A.J. Downey is a born and raised Seattle, WA Native.
She finds inspiration from her surroundings, through the people she meets and likely as a byproduct of way too much caffeine.
She has lived many places and done many things though mostly through her own imagination… An avid reader all of her life it’s now her turn to try and give back a little, entertaining as she has been entertained. She lives in a small house in a small neighborhood with a larger than life fiancé and one cat.
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A California native and avid reader, for Ryan, making the transition from reader to writer was simply the next logical evolution. 

He enjoys a number of genres from paranormal suspense to dystopian post-apocalyptic. All of his work contains a romantic spin with a decidedly erotic flair.

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How do I dominate and enamor the woman who’s in charge of signing my paycheck?

That’s the one question, Joshua Timbers, has been asking himself since he first stepped foot into his own personal Hell. JT, or Yoshi—as his tormentor likes to call him—has lived a life of hardship and loss since an early age. Being the product of a single parent home, he’s accustomed to hard work and lonely nights.

Seeing the strong man that raised him suffer after the loss of his mother made JT’s own heart harden. All that mattered was seeking instant gratification to curve his enormous appetite.

Until the blessed day he met his fallen angel, Janelle.

Beautiful, and with balls bigger than her entire crew, Janelle is accustomed to the leering looks of men, even though she’s their boss—the owner of Walker Constructions, alongside her brother.

Her beauty is untouchable to everyone, but how far will Joshua go to bend his hellion to his will and make her his?

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“You wanted to see me?” At the sound of my voice, Janelle jumped in her seat. A tiny gasp escaped through her plumps lips, her eyes widening as our eyes locked. Gone was the secure seductress from earlier today. The one who walked through the job site’s parking area, hips swaying enticingly, while I held on for dear life to a slab of granite that she’d kill me for if I’d dropped.

Giving me shit while I couldn’t react. Not without consequences.

“Yeah, I…” She cleared her throat, swallowing hard as her eyes traversed my almost naked torso. It was my turn to be cocky.

“Eyes up here, sweetheart.” She didn’t like that one bit, the furrow in her brow and pursed lips telling me as much. “What’s up?”

Janelle sat behind her desk, a file open in front of her. Yet, except for those few papers strewn about, you couldn’t find any other sign of work. Not a goddamned receipt, invoice, or contract.

Then why did she look so tired? I’d be more than happy to discover what ailed her and take care of her every need. Teach her the pleasure I could give. How relaxed I’d leave her after taking what so sweetly hid between her thighs.

Taking in a deep breath, my girl squared her shoulders before standing up. Then, when she stood, I took in that she’d changed clothes. Gone was the sexy little number from before, the one that wrapped around her fucking beautiful body like a second skin and held a tiny bow across her hip.

I wanted to bite that string, hold it tight between my teeth, and like a rabid dog destroy it.

Now, she stood before me in something that could be a bit more dangerous for her—for the both of us. There she was; the picture of come-inducing innocence.

Denim fucking overalls.

These were not the standard Dickies brand work ones that came to mind. No. Fuck, no.

Janelle didn’t do simple. These were shorts; indecent and showed more than what was acceptable for this line of work. If she’d bent over just a tiny bit, her ass would peek out.

And my handprint would adorn the succulent flesh. I’d be fucked if she showed herself to anyone.

My eyes traveled up her body, and she shivered at my unapologetic perusal. So much skin. Temptation. Damn woman knew what her coy bullshit did to me.

“What the fuck are you wearing!” This wasn’t meant as a question; more like an angry demand for answers. Underneath her overalls she wore a simple white tube top. Tiny. Cropped. Barely covered her breasts. “Are you kidding me right now?”

I’d attack her little ass. Who could blame me after all the cat and mouse games we played?

“This old thing?” Batting her lashes, Janelle smiled at me. Baiting me into action.

“Are you looking to get fucked? Because if that’s what you want—”

“More like a ride.”

Her naturally perky tits held up by what seemed to be Lycra, nothing more. No bra strap. Just a quick tug—a pull, and I’d be savoring her taste. Enjoying the heaviness and natural sweet aroma she exuded.

“Janelle, walk away before I take what you aren’t ready to give.” I was vibrating; my hands clenched at my sides as a raging war battled within me. A man could only take so much. “Lord knows I’m trying here, but you keep pushing. Enough already…bend over, or let’s get out of here.”

“Eyes up here, Yoshi,” she snapped, mock anger coloring her tone at my abrasive words. But the quick inhale of air she took while I walked closer didn’t escape my notice. Her hands shook slightly, as if she wanted to reach out and touch me.

“And if I refuse?” Another step, her body trembling—just a slight uncontrollable shiver that she tried and failed to hide.

“Please.” Fuck. That one word—her tone, and I was putty in her motherfucking hands.

“Why should I?” Then, it wasn’t just her body that shook—shivered from anticipation. There wasn’t a single molecule of my DNA that didn’t want her.

Felt her presence.

Her damn hold on me.

Tethered in a way I had no way to explain.

“We can’t…just please.” Her voice was soft, breathy as she tried to put an invisible wall between us. She failed.

“I love hearing you beg,” I admitted, and she didn’t disappoint. There it was. That spark. The fire I’d come to expect from her. “Plus, I’m enjoying this too much to stop.”

“Fuck you.” Strike one. “And why should I beg? Men fall at my feet, Yoshi. I don’t bow down to anyone.” Janelle ran the tip of her tongue across her bottom lip and took her own step forward. Challenging me. Her reactions were making me dizzy.

One minute telling me to stop.

The next daring me to take her.

That entire room sizzled with our intensity.

Now, she was within my reach. So close. A mere two steps away.

Pulling her supple body against mine would be so easy. And she knew this, was aware of my every breath—every twitch of my cock against the denim of my jeans. Evading me as my hand reached out for her, and I growled out my displeasure.

“Answer me, Yoshi,” she taunted, while tapping that bottom lip I craved to taste. “Why should I beg?” Another groan left me at the sight. I wanted to grab her. Fuck her against that goddamned desk she was always bent over. Another step closer, and now we were almost touching.

Her heat seared me.

Instead of touching me, though, the sexy bitch decided to walk around me, all the while running a slim finger across my shoulder blades and chest.

“Quit fucking with me,” I all but snarled at her, body seizing, ready to devour my prey. “I’m not into games, sweetheart…bend over or move.” Because that’s what this was. A game. Survival of the fittest. Motherfucking prey versus predator.

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About the authorElena

Elena M. Reyes was born and raised in Miami Florida. She is the epitome of a Floridian and if she could live in her beloved flip-flops, she would.
As a small child, she was always intrigued with all forms of art—whether it was dancing to island rhythms, or painting with any medium she could get her hands on. Her first taste of writing came to her during her fifth grade year when her class was prompted to participate in the D. A. R. E. Program and write an essay on what they’d learned.
Her passion for reading over the years has amassed her with hours of pleasure. It wasn’t until she stumbled upon fanfiction that her thirst to write overtook her world. She now resides in Central Florida with her husband and son, spending all her down time letting her creativity flow and letting her characters grow.

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