Saturday, October 10, 2015

The Billionaire's Secret Kink by Lisa Ladew

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Book Title: The Billionaire's Secret Kink 
Author: Lisa Ladew 
enre: Contemporary Romance 
Release Date: 10/19/2015 
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Knox Rosesson is a 28 year-old self-made man, driven by the secrets and lies of his father. He's driven to find the lost half-siblings he knows must exist, to discover the truth about what drove his mother insane, and most of all, to never, ever become like his parents. But so far, that road has lead to personal entanglements he's afraid he'll never escape. These problems persist until he is tasked with guarding the one woman in the world who might be able to fix him, to sear his soul of its troubles and make him whole again.

Mica Nichols has been running her entire life. All her money and success has never brought her the safety she yearns for with all her heart. But one man made her feel safe on a very special night so many years ago, and when she sees him again, she hires him on the spot, while hiding her true identity from everyone, even him. She has followed his mysterious persona for the last decade, unable to reconcile the man she knew with the rumors she has heard. They will have one last chance to make it right, before Mica's past catches up with her.


Knox pushed away the pain that speared through him at the thought and focused on his brothers again. Darcia hadn't returned to them yet. A yard of blonde hair caught his eye and he turned his head to follow it.

A woman walked through the crowd on a man's arm, their backs to Knox. She wore a tight black dress that curved away from her amazing backside. His eyes were drawn to her ass and he felt heat flood into his sex as he imagined fisting that blond hair and tugging on it, while he buried his cock into the unknown woman, making her whimper.

It had been too long.

He needed a distraction from his life. She would do. He just had to get her away from her date and see if she would agree to his ... requirements. Then he could spend all night distracted and sleep through tomorrow. Maybe something would change by then.

Darcia and Daxton forgotten, he watched the couple. They made their way to the buffet table and the man began filling his plate. The blonde turned and seemed to scan the room. Recognition rocked into him. Brindi Battaini. The hot little private investigator that Hawk introduced him to last week.

He watched her eyes as they traveled over all the males in the room. They stopped on Daxton and Phoenix and her gaze sharpened, her eyebrows pulling together. Daxton looked a lot like him. Maybe she wasn't sure if Daxton was him. She must be looking for him.

Knox pulled himself upright and focused all of his attention on her, making himself tall and broad. Her eyes pulled to him and he lifted his chin and gave her a slight smile.

She smiled broadly and waved as Knox resumed his former relaxed attitude. Would the fact that he knew her make it easier or harder for him to get her home with him? He didn't know, but he was up for the challenge.

He watched her say a word to her date and then walk towards him, enjoying the roll of her hips a little too much. He'd never fucked a PI before, never meeting one he wanted to. Normally, he went for soft, society women, women he met at parties like this or at his father's club, and then took home to shake up their sheltered lives.

She reached him, practically bouncing to a stop before him. He kept his eyes off her breasts with effort.

"Knox," she said breathlessly, her smile wide. "It's so nice to finally meet you in person."

She held out her hand to him. Knox took it, but turned it and brought it to his lips. "Miss Battaini," he murmured, keeping his eyes on hers.

"Call me Brindi."

"Brindi," he said softly, her hand still held in his.

She pulled it back and her eyes widened slightly. She was getting the point already.

"Th-Thank you so much for getting me an invite. A party like this is a great opportunity for me." She stammered at first, but then regained her composure.

"Anytime," he said, cocking his eyebrow in a practiced gesture. He'd seen the effect it had on women before. It was his go-to move.

Her smile faltered as she stared at him, trying to figure him out. "I-I brought a date, because, well because..."

Her voice trailed off, as if she wasn't even sure what she was doing here. She looked nervously over her shoulder at her date, who was still perusing the food, blissfully unaware of the electricity Knox felt passing between him and Brindi.

He smiled at her, tracing the line of her lips with his gaze. "I generally keep my dance card open," he said. "But I'm regretting that. I should have brought you myself."

Brindi turned her head slightly and stared at him aslant, assessing him. He opened his hands. What you see is what you get.

Brindi's eyes narrowed. He could almost read her doubts in her face. She had heard something about him. She watched him like she would watch a suspect. "I hope everything turned out ok for your friend Hawk."

Knox smiled broadly, genuinely. "It did. We found the guy who blew up his house. Everything's back to normal now. Thanks for your help."

Brindi relaxed too. "That's wonderful." She looked over her shoulder again and saw her date searching the room for her. He found her and lifted a tentative hand. She waved back and raised a finger. One minute. When she turned back to Knox he could see the disappointment on her face. She wanted to stay with him. All he had to do was get rid of the guy somehow and tonight was a done deal for them. His night was spoken for.

"I better get back to..." She cocked her head back the way she had come and Knox nodded, letting her off the hook, for now. He'd follow her in a few moments, see what the situation was.

"I'll come introduce myself to your fella in a minute," he said slowly, his voice pitched low, seductive.

"Oh good. Ok then." She gave him a nervous half-wave and turned to walk away. Knox watched her go, knowing her cheeks were heating as she felt his eyes on her. He could see it in the new tension in her hips. She passed through the throngs of people, and when her lower half was blocked from his vision, his eyes crawled the crowds again, looking for his brothers or Darcia. He'd probably missed the explosion. But no one had yelled or screamed or cried or thrown anything, so there must not have been much to miss.

For the second time that evening his wandering gaze was caught by a woman. Knox paused in the act of lifting his drink to his mouth, his eyes locking on the brunette standing alone in another corner, nervously shifting her feet. Her! Even as he thought it, he knew it wasn't her. This woman was too tall, and her cheekbones were shaped differently. But the same gentle demeanor seemed to accompany her, even from all the way over here. Her lips twisted in the same perpetual pout that made him want to kiss them, taste them, devour them.

Studying the woman in the corner made Knox's mind wander to that night on the train ten years ago for the first time in months. To the sweet, soft woman who had yielded herself to him so completely. To the last woman he'd ever trusted. To the night of tender, consuming passion that every experience he'd had since had been measured against.

Oh Rachel, he thought for what felt like the millionth time. What happened to you? Why didn't you listen to me? Where are you? Alive? Dead? Do you ever think of me?

He watched the mystery woman, thinking about those stolen moments so many years ago and wondered if his life would be different if she hadn't disappeared. If he would have had a chance to get to know her. To bring her home. To protect her. To learn her secrets.

Maybe he wouldn't have so many secrets of his own right now.

Knox put his drink down on a table and crossed the room to the brunette, Brindi all but forgotten.

She wasn't Rachel, but she looked enough like her that if he tried hard enough, maybe he could recapture just a little bit of the magic from that night.

Meet the Author

Lisa Ladew lives in the frozen northwest, a mother and a wife first, and an author second. She says she's not cool or quirky or eccentric, and really has nothing to put on a bio. But she loves a good story and does her best to create enjoyable stories for her readers.

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Last Kiss by Laurelin Paige

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Last Kiss by Laurelin Paige
Book two of a two part series

Book one available December 29, 2015
First Touch by Laurelin Paige

"In this raw duology opener...Paige is unflinching in her depiction of a complicated relationship, and the results are explosive." --Kirkus Reviews

When Emily Wayborn goes home to visit her mom while on hiatus from her hit TV show, she receives a voicemail from her former best friend, Amber. Though the two were once notorious party girls, they haven't spoken in years. Although the message might sound benign to anyone else, Amber uses a safe word that Emily recognizes, a word they always used to get out of sticky situations during their wild days. And what's more chilling than the voicemail: it turns out that Amber has gone missing.

Determined to track down her friend, Emily follows a chain of clues that lead her to the enigmatic billionaire Reeve Sallis, a hotelier known for his shady dealings and play boy reputation. Now, in order to find Amber, Emily must seduce Reeve to learn his secrets and discover the whereabouts of her friend. But as she finds herself more entangled with him, she finds she's drawn to Reeve for more than just his connection to Amber, despite her growing fear that he may be the enemy. When she's forced to choose where her loyalty lies, how will she decide between saving Amber and saving her heart?

Laurelin Paige is the NY Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling Author of the Fixed Trilogy. She's a sucker for a good romance and gets giddy anytime there's kissing, much to the embarrassment of her three daughters. Her husband doesn't seem to complain, however. When she isn't reading or writing sexy stories, she's probably singing, watching Game of Thrones and the Walking Dead, or dreaming of Michael Fassbender. She's also a proud member of Mensa International though she doesn't do anything with the organization except use it as material for her bio.

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Rock Redemption by Nalini Singh



Kit and Noah’s rock star romance is finally here in the newest addition to Nalini Singh’s Rock Kiss Series!!  


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Kit Devigny could have loved rock guitarist Noah St. John. Their friendship burned with the promise of intense passion and searing tenderness…until the night Noah deliberately shattered her heart.

Noah knows he destroyed something precious the night he chose to betray Kit, but he’d rather she hate him than learn his darkest secret. All he has left is his music. It’s his saving grace, but it doesn’t silence the voices that keep him up at night. Chasing oblivion through endless one-night-stands, he earns a few hours’ sleep and his bad boy reputation.

When a media error sees Noah and Kit dubbed the new “it” couple, Kit discovers her chance at the role of a lifetime hinges on riding the media wave. Wanting—needing—to give Kit this, even if he can’t give her everything, Noah agrees to play the adoring boyfriend. Only the illusion is suddenly too real, too painful, too beautiful…and it may be too late for the redemption of Noah St. John.


Excerpt from ROCK REDEMPTION by
Nalini Singh

Kit groaned at the sound of her phone. Reaching out blindly toward the nightstand, she hurled mental curses upon herself for forgetting to turn it off so she could catch some uninterrupted sleep before her four-a.m. makeup call.
It’d be fun and great for her career, her agent had said when recommending Kit take the superhero flick. Coming off two serious and emotionally wrenching projects, Kit had taken Harper’s advice and jumped on board the high-budget, high-octane venture. Unfortunately, Harper had forgotten to mention the four hours it would take to put her into the head-to-toe makeup required for the role. Daily.
“What?” she snarled into the phone without checking to see who it was.
“Hey, Katie.”
Every cell in her body snapped wide awake. Lifting her eyelids, she just stared at the ceiling through gritty eyes. Her heart thumped, her throat moving convulsively as she swallowed. She hated that he could still do this to her, hated it, but her visceral response to Noah wasn’t something she could stop. She knew because she’d tried for the past two years and three months.
“Noah,” she said flatly. “Do you know what time it is?”
“Two fifteen,” he answered.
Kit should’ve hung up. God, he’d hurt her. So much. But there was something in his voice that had her sitting up. “Are you drunk?” One thing she knew about Noah: no matter his bad-boy rep, he was never wasted. He might give a good indication of it, but look closely and those dark gray eyes were always sober.
“Probably.” A silence, followed by, “I just wanted to hear your voice. Sorry for waking you.”
“Wait,” she said when he would’ve hung up. “Where are you?”
“Some dive.” He took a deep breath, released it in a harsh exhale. “I’m sorry for being an asshole. I wanted to tell you that. I don’t want to go without saying that.”
“Noah,” she said, a horrible feeling in her stomach. “Where exactly are you?”
“The Blue Flamingo Inn off Hollywood Boulevard. Far, far, far off.” He laughed, and it held no humor. “It has a neon sign of a blue—surprise!—flamingo that’s flashing right through my window. Looks like someone stole the curtains.”
Having already grabbed her laptop, which she’d left beside the bed after answering some e-mails before sleep claimed her, she found the Blue Flamingo Inn. But Noah was already gone, having said, “I love your voice, Kit,” in an oddly raw tone before hanging up.
He didn’t pick up when she called back.
“Damn it! Damn it!” She shoved aside the blanket under which she’d been buried, having turned the AC to ice-cold as she usually did at night. Shivering, she tugged on a pair of jeans and an old sweatshirt over the panties and tank top in which she’d gone to sleep.
Pulling her black hair into a rough ponytail to keep it out of her eyes, she ran through the house, phone in one pocket, credit card and driver’s license in the other. In the kitchen, she grabbed her keys off the counter and shoved her feet into the tennis shoes by the door that led to the garage.
She was in her car and on the way to the motel three minutes after Noah had hung up, mouth dry and an ugliness in her gut. “Please be okay, please be okay, please be okay,” she kept saying, the mantra doing nothing to calm her down, but at least it kept her mind focused.
She wanted to call Molly and Fox, or the others in the band, but no one was currently in the city. Schoolboy Choir had completed the final show in the band’s hugely successful tour just over two weeks earlier. Day after that, they’d all gone their separate ways to recharge and regroup.
“Much as I love these guys,” David had said with a grin that reached the dark gold of his eyes, “I’ve been looking at their ugly mugs daily for months. We need to go blow off some steam separately before we start snarling at each other.”
At the time, Kit had nodded in understanding, having had that same experience while working on location for long periods. Tonight, however, she wished the others were all here, not scattered across the country, because something was very wrong with Noah.
“Noah doesn’t do drugs,” she told herself as she drove as fast as she dared, not wanting to risk getting pulled over and further delayed. “He isn’t the kind to—” She couldn’t say it, couldn’t even think of Noah ending his life. “No,” she said firmly, her hands white-knuckled on the steering wheel. “Noah isn’t like that.”

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The Rock Kiss Reading Order

Rock Addiction (Book One) Rock Kiss Series

Rock Courtship (Book 1.5) A Rock Kiss Novel:

  • Rock Redemption (Book Three) Rock Kiss Series

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Author Information

New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the Psy-Changeling, Guild Hunter, and Rock Kiss series Nalini Singh usually writes about hot shapeshifters and dangerous angels. This time around, she decided to write about a beautiful, charismatic guitarist with a dark past. If you’re seeing a theme here, you’re not wrong.

Nalini lives and works in beautiful New Zealand, and is passionate about writing. If you’d like to explore her other books, you can find lots of excerpts on her website. Slave to Sensation is the first book in the Psy-Changeling series, while Angels’ Blood is the first book in the Guild Hunter series. Also, don't forget to swing by the site to check out the special behind-the-scenes page for the Rock Kiss series, complete with photos of many of the locations used in the books.

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Wrong by Jana Aston

Wrong by Jana Aston 
Publication date: October 7th 2015 
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance


I have a history of picking the wrong guy. Gay? Player? Momma’s boy? Check, check and check. 

Now I can’t stop fantasizing about one of the customers at the coffee shop I work at between classes. It’s just a harmless crush, right? It’s not like I ever see this guy outside of the coffee shop. It’s not like I’m going to see him while attempting to get birth control at the student clinic. While wearing a paper gown. While sitting on an exam table. Because he’s the doctor.  Shoot. Me. 

But what if, for once, the man I’ve had the dirtiest, most scandalous fantasies about turned out to be everything but wrong?
Wrong is a full-length, standalone novel by Jana Aston


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Jana Aston works a really boring day job. Really. Boring. In her spare time she loves to read sexy romance novels, especially if they involve an alpha CEO. Wrong is her first novel. 

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Fairy Tale Confessions by Various Authors

Title: Fairy Tale Confessions
Authors: Tish Thawer, Sarah J. Pepper, Amy Daws, L.P. Dover, Elizabeth Montgomery, Shannon Morton, Brynn Myers, Wendy Owens, Cameo Renae, Kellie Sheridan, M. Clarke, Jessica Sorensen, Kristen Strassel, K.R. Wilburn
Release Date: October 1, 2015
Fourteen bestselling authors twist up your favorite tales. Will your favorite have a happily-ever-after?
Get ready to meet some sexy, not-so-valiant princes, punk-rock princesses, villains turned heroes, and truly vile monsters wreaking havoc within our favorite tales.
Read about Dancing Princesses getting their groove on in a disco club, a seriously sexy Rumpelstiltskin, and one alluring Puss-in-Boots, plus many, many more captivating characters in these fourteen all new short-stories.
(This collection and its authors are being featured at RT 2016 at the Fairy Tale Costume Party in Vegas, hosted by Sarah J. Pepper and Tish Thawer. Be sure to get your copy and stop by if you're attending the event.)
“Some of them are a bit dark, some are slightly twisted, and some just take the story to a whole new magical level.. Each author has brought a different perspective to an old tale and it was very enjoyable.” ~ Goodreads Reviewers
“Fairy Tales that take a dark modern twist.” ~ Sassy Cats Book Review
Sarah J. Pepper specializes in dark, paranormal romance - think "happy ever after" but with a twisted, dark chocolate center. Real-life romance isn't only filled with hugs, kisses, bunnies, and rainbows. True-love can be more thoroughly described in times of darkness and tribulation. It's in those harsh moments where you see what a person is truly capable of - both the good and bad. Sometimes prince-charming isn't always on time, and the glass slipper is a little snug. However, it doesn't mean Charming is not Mr. Right, and who says every shoe is the perfect fit? Get a glimpse inside her head at
Award Winning Author, Tish Thawer, writes paranormal romances for all ages. Her magickal elements and detailed world-building are a welcome constant in every novel.
Before becoming a writer she worked as a computer consultant, a photographer and a graphic designer. She also operates a custom glass etching business, in addition to being a wife and the mother of three wonderful children.
She's been a fan of the paranormal for as long as she can remember. Anything to do with superpowers, myth and magic has always held a special place in her heart. From her first paranormal cartoon, Isis, to the phenomenon that is Twilight, this genre has always been a part of her life.

Amy Daws is a contemporary romance author who loved dipping her toe into the world of fantasy for this modern day Cinderella story. If you loved her contemporary style, check out her award-nominated adult romantic comedy series, The London Lovers Series. It's emotional, and self-deprecating, with lots of humor sprinkled in. For deals on Amy's books, visit:

New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author, L.P. Dover, is a southern belle residing in North Carolina along with her husband and two beautiful girls. Before she even began her literary journey she worked in Periodontics enjoying the wonderment of dental surgeries.
Not only does she love to write, but she loves to play tennis, go on mountain hikes, white water rafting, and you can't forget the passion for singing. Her two number one fans expect a concert each and every night before bedtime and those songs usually consist of Christmas carols.
Aside from being a wife and mother, L.P. Dover has written over fifteen novels including her Forever Fae series, the Second Chances series, the Gloves Off series, and her standalone novel, Love, Lies, and Deception. Her favorite genre to read is romantic suspense and she also loves writing it. However, if she had to choose a setting to live in it would have to be with her faeries in the Land of the Fae.L.P. Dover is represented by Marisa Corvisiero of Corvisiero Literary Agency.

Author Elizabeth Montgomery was born in Williamsburg, Virginia and raised a hop, skip, and a jump away in Yorktown, Virginia. Paranormal inspiration was easily obtained during her childhood in these colorful towns. This helped to spur her love of Paranormal romance stories, but she also enjoys reading YA and NA.
She is currently raising four children and a husband while elbow-deep in the depths of the writing cave. You can often find her searching on Google for an appropriate, or sometimes inappropriate, photo to insert in any random conversation. If not on Google, or Facebook chat, she can be found drinking coffee (like any normal writer), eating Gummy Bears, baking fanciful cakes, reading (of course), or writing (duh).“I always wondered what authors meant when they said that their characters tell them what to write – I get it now!

International Bestselling, award winning, Author Mary Ting/M. Clarke resides in Southern California with her husband and two children. She enjoys oil painting and making jewelry. Writing her first novel, Crossroads Saga, happened by chance. It was a way to grieve the death of her beloved grandmother, and inspired by a dream she once had as a young girl. When she started reading new adult novels, she fell in love with the genre. It was the reason she had to write one-Something Great. Why the pen name, M Clarke? She tours with Magic Johnson Foundation to promote literacy and her children's chapter book-No Bullies Allowed.


Shannon Morton: I'm a reader of fantasy turned writer who enjoys great characters and fascinating plot twists. I like bad boys, fast cars, and chicks who aren't afraid to talk back. When I'm not writing, I can be found teaching Pilates, being mommy to two fabulous kiddos, and just generally being a crazy sarcastic insomniac mess!!

KR Wilburn has traveled the world with her family but currently calls Graham Texas home. When she isn't writing about the creatures that intrigued her Irish ancestors, she is busy studying nutrition science and reading everything she can get her hands on. She's a fan of Supernatural and Gone with the Wind, Jennifer Armentrout, Amy A. Bartol and Tara Brown and makes a mean omelette.
She is the mother of six crazy, creative and hilarious children and married to her childhood best friend and hero Ben. When she isn't busy with her dogs Trouble and Denali, you're likely to find her in a corner with her nose buried in the latest Deadpool and Red Sonja comic books and counting down the moments until she can find inspiration capturing the perfect Aurora through the lens of her camera.