Saturday, November 7, 2015

Tempting Scrooge Box Sex by Various Authors

12 Hot Scrooges 12 Amazing Stories * 12 Days of Christmas
Kaithlin Shepherd - V. Cantrell - Katherine May - Mari Brown - Amy McClung - Becca Lee 
Lola Stark - Debra Elisa - Vanessa Morse - Ann Grech - K.D. Robichaux - Danielle Jamie

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Sometimes hot alphas struggle to get into the festive spirit, but holidays offer the perfect opportunity to tempt Scrooge. Join 12 amazing authors and fall in love with their 12 Scrooges.

There's never a more perfect time than today to be swept away in sweet kisses and tempting caresses.

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A Hot Tree Publishing Anthology

His Christmas Miracle by Kaithlin Shepherd
Jayce promised himself that he would never risk losing anything again, but sometimes the magic of Christmas sends you what you need the most.

Presents & Possibilities by V. Cantrell
Event planner, Lily, must be prepared for all possibilities, but not even she can predict the outcome of working with Tyler during the holiday season.

Seducing Mr. Scrooge by Katherine May
Jude Shepherd isn't feeling the holiday spirit, and is taking his frustration out on his staff. When Ariana Gilbert hears Jude, her high school crush, has an opening at his multi-million corporation, her mind is set: she's going to seduce Mr. Scrooge.

Belle's Christmas Miracle by Mari Brown
Sierra needs Cage's help. But with six years of history between them, can they get through the past to work on the future?
A Christmas Makeover by Amy McClung
Thatcher Cole’s Grinch-like attitude clashes with Skye’s jolly-holiday stance. When Skye’s house needs a makeover, it’s not the only transformation occurring this holiday season.

All Wrapped Up by Lola Stark
He wanted a fling, she wanted to forget. A chance meeting gives each more than they bargained for.

Mistletoe & Scrooge by Debra Elise
A scrooge and a party planner agree to a "business only" date on Christmas Eve. But it's not long before a meddling aunt, a pixie, and plenty of mistletoe bring Grant and Sophie closer together - sharing hot kisses and relearning the true meaning of Christmas.

Mistletoe by Vanessa Morse
Holly's holiday began long before a kiss under the mistletoe. A night forgotten, a love found...Christmas wishes really can come true.

A Christmas Wish Come True by Ann Grech
Christmas is always a difficult time for Declan, made worse when he's faced with an impossible choice: his straight step-brother or an anonymous one-night stand. Will Declan find a reason to smile this holiday?

The Christmas Hunt by KD Robichaux
Finally landing the super-sexy, broody, tatted-up hottie, I guess I shouldn't be surprised that he can give The Grinch and Scrooge a run for the title of Biggest Christmas Bad Boy.

Seducing St. Nick by Danielle Jamie
Marina has vowed to never allow herself to fall for the arrogant playboy, Dr. St. Nick...but sometimes vows are made to broken.

Kiss & Tell by Becca Lee
Avoiding the festivities of Christmas is virtually impossible for Jenna. Not only is she forced to man the community fete’s kissing booth, but Nick, a man she’s been lusting over for far too long, finally finds the perfect opportunity to get her to kiss and tell.

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Taking Tiffany (Breaking and Taking #2) by M. K. Harkins

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Title: Taking Tiffany (Breaking And Taking, #2)
Author: M.K. Harkins
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: November 7, 2015
Young socialite, Tiffany Thompson, seems to have it all, everything but love, that is. Guarded since her high school boyfriend’s betrayal, she wouldn’t recognize real love if it hit her over the head. Unless it’s a can of paint, and successful financier Todd Jameson is behind it. Todd fell hard and fast for Tiffany a year earlier, but, unwilling to risk his own heart after a college sweetheart shattered it, he avoids Tiffany and vows to keep his distance. Fate has other plans, however, and changes both their minds. But not everyone is happy with their budding romance. Unbeknownst to either of them, a vengeful enemy stands in the shadows with plans to take Tiffany, and Todd is in the way. Halfway around the world, Angela Bartholomew, a former foe in Tiffany’s circle, is serving a year-long sentence as a volunteer in a Romanian orphanage in payment for her lying, manipulative ways. That or be disinherited by her parents. The spoiled debutante is determined to get home at all cost, but Fate has plans for her, too, and Angela is not prepared for how her life will change. Will love conquer heartbreak, or will greed and revenge ruin all three lives?  
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It wasn’t the quick kiss I expected. His gaze dropped to my mouth, and I held my breath. He twirled a lock of my hair between two fingers and brought it to his nose and inhaled deeply. “Tiffany,” Todd spoke softly as he pulled me closer and buried his head in my neck, leaving a soft, sensuous kiss. Oh, that felt good. My head fell back a little, enjoying the tingling sensations all through my body. Wow. It was just a kiss on the neck. I had to keep it together, but as his hands roamed over my back, I shivered. My body had a mind of its own, and apparently, it liked what was happening…very much. Todd continued to kiss his way up my neck. With each touch of his lips, more unexpected responses came from me. Was I moaning? Fletcher scoffed, receiving the message loud and clear. I began to move away now that Fletcher had gotten the hint, but Todd grabbed my hips and pressed against me. With one hand on my back, the other on the nape of my neck he leaned in. I stiffened, preparing to object, but his lips found mine before a single syllable was uttered. His lips. Soft and searching, robbed me of all thought. I was lost. What was I doing? What was he doing? Wait, I didn’t care. I wanted more. It felt so good. Those hands, his hands were caressing my back from my hips to my shoulders. I pressed against him, needing to get closer. His fingers slid into my hair, tugging a little to give him better access to my mouth. His tongue glided in and met mine. That did it. Any control I thought I had, or hoped I had, disappeared. My fingers found their way into his soft, wavy hair, and I pulled him to me. He groaned before he deepened the kiss, and I was gone, gone…sinking further into him. His scent, his touch, the feel of his insistent lips on mine—they enveloped me in a blanket of desire, so strong, I was at his mercy.
About The Author
M.K. MK has always been a voracious reader. After hitting a dry spell of reading material, she decided to write the kind of book she’d like to read. This resulted in the creation of her debut novel, Intentional. (Award for Best Sweet Romance – eFestival of Words- August 2014) Unintentional, her second book, is based on the life of one of the characters in Intentional. Unintentional was written as a stand-alone book. Breaking Braydon is MK’s newest work. It will be published early 2015. When she’s not writing novels, she likes to spend her free time traveling the world, splashing in mud puddles (She lives in Seattle, what can she say?), watching movies and reading (!) MK also runs her own business in her current hometown of Mercer Island, Washington. She LOVES to hear from her readers!

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Breaking And Taking, #1
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Burn for You by Stephanie Reid

Burn For You Synopsis:
 Vic Russo is just one of the guys. Except she’s not a guy. A paramedic, affectionately known as Vic within her firehouse, Victoria is a permanent fixture in the friend zone. But when her childhood crush, firefighter Graham McAndrew, becomes single once again, she decides enough is enough. It’s time for Graham to see her as the woman she’s become. There’s only one problem. A photo of her in the arms of another man has captured the nation’s attention.

Jason Meadows is not thrilled to have his police work interrupted by a small media craze. In fact, he’d be content never to see Victoria or that photo-gone-viral again. But a series of fires in town, paired with a growing attraction to the quirky paramedic, make staying away impossible.

Determined to ferret out a potential killer, Jason enlists Victoria’s help as his eyes and ears inside the firehouse. And while threats rise from within, Victoria is forced to choose between the love of her past and the man who’s ignited her fire within.

Stephanie Reid Bio:
Stephanie Reid writes contemporary romances with heart, humor, and a happily ever after. She holds a master's degree in Human Development Counseling and enjoys using counseling theories on her fictional characters (and from time to time her husband).
She draws inspiration for her stories from life experience, and when writing, she frequently asks her police officer husband for his input on all things law enforcement. They've agreed not to discuss the bits of advice she doesn't take when it doesn't serve her plots well, and this makes for a very harmonious marriage.
Born and raised in the Chicago suburbs, Stephanie now resides with her husband and three children in central Illinois.

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Burn for You ( protector series #3 novel)

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Contemporary Romance

5 Stars

This is the first book I have read from this author. WOW!!!  This book was a refreshing surprise.

Lot’s of twists and turns and surprises are in store for you. You will love Jase, cop turned arson investigator. And Victoria, only female on the fire department.  Will their friendship turn into more? Will Jase be able to catch the arsonist? Will he figure out the next place that will go up in smoke before it does?

I now have to read books 1&2, and I can’t wait for Preston’s story in book 4.

****Received this ARC for my honest review. Reviewed by Lisa for Alpha Book Club, without influence from publisher or author.****

The Bureau of Holiday Affairs by Andi Marquette

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Book Title:The Bureau of Holiday Affairs 
Author: Andi Marquette 
Genre: Holiday Romance (Novel) 
Release Date: November 15, 2015 
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Executive Robin Preston has dedicated her life to climbing the corporate ladder, using whatever means necessary. In the shark-infested culture at Frost Enterprises, anything goes, and Robin is a master at the game.

On the verge of a major promotion, Robin receives a strange visit from Agent Elizabeth Tolson of the Bureau of Holiday Affairs, who informs Robin that, though Robin may be a lost cause, the Bureau has scheduled her for intervention. Robin will receive three visitors in the two weeks before Christmas, who will escort her on visits to her past, present, and future.

Robin will be forced to face not only who she's become, but the parts of herself she left behind, when she was an art major in college and in love with fellow art student Jill Chen, in whom Robin found a kindred spirit—until Jill broke if off with her. In order for Robin to change her ways, she’ll need to reclaim who she was and open her heart again, to a past she thought she left behind.

The Bureau clearly has its work cut out for it, but Agent Tolson relishes a challenge, and she's put together just the team for Robin's case. They may have to cut a few corners and go outside a few lines, but Agent Tolson has a perfect salvage record and she's not about to let that change. The question is, will Robin?


Robin signed the paperwork and slid it aside. Maybe it was a dick move to fire people this close to Christmas— bleeding hearts would probably rag on her, but oh, well. The bottom line was the bottom line, and she didn’t need to burden the company with extra weight into the new year. Even though sales were up a bit, Robin didn’t want to take chances.

She answered a few emails and added a couple of figures to an upcoming presentation, which was sure to get her noticed as a CEO for a subsidiary, before she picked up the earlier paperwork. Robin walked the paperwork across the expanse of carpet in her office, past the sleek leather couch against the wall and the mini-fridge next to it, through the heavy mahogany doors to her assistant’s desk, positioned behind short cubicle walls.

“I need these scanned and sent to HR before lunch,” she said as she set the papers next to Laura’s keyboard. She retreated to her office before Laura could give her one of her questioning looks. Laura was damn good at her job, Robin conceded, but sometimes she acted like Robin’s conscience, like a little angel sitting on her shoulder. The last thing Robin needed or wanted was recrimination, silent or otherwise, on how she did her job.

Robin sat down and glanced at the clock on her laptop monitor. Not even ten yet. Her office door opened, and she looked up, irritated. Laura usually knocked.

“Good morning, Ms. Preston,” the newcomer said in a clipped British accent as she shut the door behind her. She wore a burgundy pants suit and sleek black high heels that looked like something a woman might’ve worn in the forties. Come to think of it, Robin thought as she studied her, the visitor looked a bit retro, like a forties professional woman. She also carried a classic black briefcase.

“And who are you?” Robin asked.

The woman approached Robin’s desk. “Your ten o’clock.” She smiled, pleasant.

“I don’t think—” Robin reached for her desk phone. How did Laura miss this? She picked up the phone. It was dead. She looked at her laptop. The screen was blank. She picked up her cell phone. Blank as well. She set it on her desk, wary.

The woman sat in one of the chairs in front of Robin’s desk and placed her briefcase on her lap. “I’ll just get right to it,” she said. “I’m Elizabeth Tolson, senior agent at the Bureau of Holiday Affairs.”

“Okay, you can stop right there. I don’t have an appointment with you, I have no idea who you are, and—” She stopped, puzzled. “The Bureau of what?”

“Holiday Affairs.” The latches on Tolson’s briefcase clicked as she opened it.

“This is a joke, right?” Had to be Robin’s brother. He was always trying to get her to loosen up, especially around Christmas.

“Absolutely not. The Bureau does not engage in such.” Tolson removed a small case from the briefcase, opened it, and took out a pair of gold-framed eyeglasses that she put on. The earpieces looped around her ears. Very vintage. Next, she took a thick brown accordion file from the briefcase and set the briefcase on the floor by her feet.

“What is that?” Robin leaned forward, unnerved.

“Your dossier.” Tolson undid the fastener—a string that looped around a small cardboard disk—on the accordion file. Robin hadn’t seen one of those in years.

“My what? Who the hell are you?”

Tolson opened the file and took out a manila folder, which she opened with a practiced flip. “Preston, Robin Anne. Date of birth, June 15, 1978.” She looked up from the file. “Seattle, Washington. Lovely city.”

“Okay, this isn’t funny. The joke is over.” Robin pushed back from her desk. She would kill Frank, if he was responsible for this.

“Bachelor’s degree at the University of Oregon. Business.” Tolson regarded her over the top of her glasses. “But you started in art.”

Robin was halfway to the door before Tolson spoke again. “Master’s in business, University of Pennsylvania.” Robin’s fingers closed around the door knob, and she turned it. A strange sensation shot up her arm and into her chest, like a mild electrical shock. She pulled her hand back and started to reach for the knob again when she realized she was seated once again behind her desk. Her fingers trembled, and the small of her back was damp with nervous sweat.

“Somewhat of a business prodigy,” Tolson said. “Rose quickly here at Frost Enterprises.” She closed the file and let it lie flat in her lap. “The next logical step in your progression is CEO, most likely of an up-and-coming subsidiary.” She took her glasses off, disengaging them carefully from her ears. She held them in one hand.

“How do you have all that information on me? That has to be illegal,” Robin said, regaining some of her equilibrium amidst a flash of anger. “I assure you, Ms. Tolson, you will be hearing from my attorney.”

“Gerald Moorhouse, of Moorhouse, Sanders, and Craig.” Tolson sat back and regarded her with a gaze as readable as England’s cliffs of Dover. “The Bureau has scheduled a meeting with him, as well. But that’s neither here nor there.” She smiled, the kind of indulgent but patronizing smile Robin remembered from some of her childhood teachers who were about to phone her mom.

“How do you know my lawyer?” She picked up her desk phone receiver again and held it to her ear. Still dead. She replaced it with extra emphasis.

“Ms. Preston, in all honesty, I argued against this meeting. At your annual case review—”

“My what? What are you talking about?”

“The Bureau analyzes hundreds of individual cases each year. At its discretion, it assigns certain cases to agents based on several factors. Those include whether the Bureau’s Board of Advisors feels the individual is salvageable.”

Salvageable? Robin’s previous indignation dissolved into uncertainty. “What does that mean?”

“Redeemable, basically.” Tolson tapped the file on her lap with her glasses. “Strong childhood, good deeds interspersed with the usual foibles and mistakes of children that carried over into high school. Overall, you displayed general acts of kindness along with the usual high school drama and angst, the latter of which was exacerbated most certainly by your struggles to keep your sexual orientation hidden until college.” Tolson regarded her. “No doubt to cope with your father’s indiscretions and continued absences.”

Robin hadn’t realized she was gripping the edge of her desk until her fingertips hurt. She forced herself to relax her hands. “That’s personal. How the hell do you know that?” She would kill Frank. With her bare hands.

“We at the Bureau of Holiday Affairs know most everything about you, Ms. Preston. Within proper parameters, of course.”

“What do you mean?”

“We know when you’re sleeping. We know when you’re awake. And we know when you’ve been bad or good.” Tolson cocked her head. “Surely you’re familiar with that adage.”

Robin stared at her. She had to hand it to Frank. This was by far her brother’s best practical joke since...well, it had been a while. She was unnerved enough that she didn’t even remember sitting down after that weird shock at the door. And since it was clearly a joke—there was no other way anybody could know that much about her—she decided to relax and go along with it. Besides, who actually used that line from a goofy Christmas song?

“We noticed a change, however, your third year of college.” Tolson tapped the manila file again, this time with one of her fingertips. Perfectly manicured, Robin noticed. Her nail polish matched her suit. Once this was over, and after she chewed Frank a new asshole, she might track Tolson down and ask her out.

“We attributed the change to Jill Chen’s breakup with you, your mother’s death, and in the following months, an overall existential crisis that left you bereft of previous foundations. And, unfortunately, drove you to engage in indiscretions in your personal life. No doubt modeled by your father.”

“Really? An existential crisis? Care to elaborate?” She smirked, choosing to ignore the reference to her mother.

“I believe you would refer to it as, and I quote, ‘an increase in general asshole-ness.’”

Robin’s smirk shifted to a frown. That was a low blow on Frank’s part.

“Not to correlate that with business school or business in general. There are thousands of individuals engaged in business pursuits all over the world who do not slide into asshole-ness.” She added emphasis to the last word to indicate she was still quoting Robin. “In your case, however, it seems you used your new field as a way to mask older and better ways of approaching problems and to emphasize less desirable characteristics in their stead.” Tolson paused and took another sheet of paper out of the file and put her glasses back on. “I’ll cite one example here. Allison Wagner.”

Robin clenched her teeth. “Her résumé wasn’t as strong as mine.”

“Nevertheless, deliberately misdirecting her with regard to the deadline date for the fellowship was simply not sporting. And Matthew Jacobs?”

Frank was toast. How did he even know about that?

“Mr. Jacobs developed the business plan that you submitted as your own to win the seminar competition your last year of classwork during your master’s degree.” Somehow, Tolson’s accent made it sound even worse.

“To your credit,” Tolson continued, “you did appear to experience some remorse about that. And about Wagner. Unfortunately, it wasn’t until after the fact.” Tolson slipped the paper back into the folder and removed her glasses.

“It was just business.”

Tolson raised her eyebrows. “There are standards regarding ethics in business as well, Ms. Preston.”

Robin hunched her shoulders. “That was years ago.”

“Lydia Evans,” Tolson responded. “Joseph Spinelli.”

Robin sat up straighter. “There is no way in hell you could know that. I just signed those papers this morning.” Nervous sweat gathered at her collar. Had Laura tipped her?

“I told you, Ms. Preston,” Tolson said. “It is the Bureau’s job to know these things.” She retrieved her briefcase from the floor, put the manila folder in it, and returned her glasses to their case before she put it inside as well. She latched the briefcase and returned it to the floor.
“Now. As I was saying, I argued against this visit because I don’t think you’re redeemable.”

“Hold on. What does that mean?” Screw Frank. She’d drag more info out of Tolson.

“In more casual parlance, I believe you are a lost cause. Some people continue to engage in behaviors that are generally motivated by mean-spiritedness or a lack of empathy for their fellows. They learn these behaviors at some point during their lives and continue to use them as coping mechanisms. Some cases are, of course, genuinely unredeemable due to various psychological issues that the Bureau doesn’t handle, but others might be, given the opportunity to change their ways.” She tapped the arm of her chair a few times. “Many of these have what you might call an epiphany, and surprisingly, it does stick.”

“So you’re my epiphany?” Robin said, sarcastic.

Tolson smiled. “Of course not. I’m your current case manager. Not that I was pleased about that, since I have a one hundred percent rating at the Bureau for ensuring that my cases have their redeemable moment. Or moments. Some need a progression of smaller epiphanies to point them in the right direction.” She straightened. “But I don’t shy from a challenge, even though I am on record as strongly advising against this course of action where you’re concerned.”

Typical bureaucrat, Robin thought. Passing the buck.

“Regardless of your opinion regarding my place of employment and methodologies,” Tolson said, as if she’d read Robin’s mind, “I am here to do a job. With that in mind, you will have three more visitors between now and Christmas Day.”

You have to be kidding. Robin fought an urge to roll her eyes.

Tolson stood and picked up her briefcase. “They will, of course, keep me informed on your case.”

“Of course.” Robin put extra snark in her tone.

“They don’t necessarily share their tactics with me ahead of time, so I can’t speak to those. But they all know they have two weeks before Christmas Day to schedule their visits in coordination with each other. And once this process has begun, the Bureau does not stop it for any reason.” She paused, as if letting that sink in.

“What if I don’t want your visitors?”

“Our cases never do. No one likes the mirrors we hold up to them.” She smoothed the front of her jacket. “Good luck, Ms. Preston.” She turned and moved effortlessly to the door, which she opened with no problem. It closed with a soft click behind her.

Robin let out a breath. “Frank, you dick,” she muttered. She reached for her cell phone just as a knock sounded on the door. “Come in.”

Laura entered. She held a stack of papers up and moved toward Robin’s desk.

“Did Ms. Tolson leave a card?” Robin asked as Laura handed her the papers.


“Ms. Tolson. The woman who was just here.”

Laura’s brow creased in puzzlement. “Here? In your office?”

Robin studied her. “You didn’t see her?”

“No. You were just at my desk with the other paperwork.” Robin glanced at her laptop screen, which was functional now. The clock on it read 9:59 A.M. “What the hell?” she muttered.


“Never mind.” Robin stood. She’d go for a coffee. A big, strong cup from the café at street level. That would cure anything. “I’ll be right back.” She left Laura in her office and headed for the elevators. She was just working too hard. She always got stressed this time of year. But she couldn’t shake the chill wrapped around her spine.

The elevator doors opened onto the spacious lobby of the Frost building.

“Good morning, Ms. Preston.” The guard at the info desk nodded at her. She could never remember his name.

“Did you see a woman come through here a few minutes ago? Burgundy suit, dark hair, briefcase?”


“You’re sure? It would’ve been the last ten or fifteen minutes.”

“No, ma’am. Hold on and I’ll check the cameras.” He appeared to be looking at something beneath the counter. “No. Nobody like that. Would you like to see?”

She shook her head and continued to the exit. She was definitely working too hard.
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Andi Marquette is a native of New Mexico and Colorado and an award-winning mystery, science fiction, and romance writer. She also has the dubious good fortune to be an editor who spent 15 years working in publishing, a career track that sucked her in while she was completing a doctorate in history. She is co-editor of All You Can Eat: A Buffet of Lesbian Erotica and Romance. Her most recent novels are Day of the Dead, the Goldie-nominated finalist The Edge of Rebellion, and the romance From the Hat Down, a follow-up to the Rainbow Award-winning novella, From the Boots Up.

When she’s not writing novels, novellas, and stories or co-editing anthologies, she serves as both an editor for Luna Station Quarterly, an ezine that features speculative fiction written by women and as co-admin of the popular blogsite Women and Words. When she’s not doing that, well, hopefully she’s managing to get a bit of sleep.

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Chance of a LIfetime by Christa Lynn

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After finding her husband in bed with another woman, Brooke Whitman decides to forgo the crying and depression and heads south to find herself. What she didn’t expect to find was Chance Evans. As Brooke tries to get her life in order, this sexy and dangerous younger man steps in and makes life harder for her, or does he make it easier? Chance Evans is a bounty hunter working for the U.S. Coast Guard and is a take no prisoners kind of man. When Brooke appears in his hometown, lost and confused, he takes her under his wing. But danger lies off the coast of Destin, Florida and both Brooke and Chance are pulled out to sea. Things aren’t always as they seem and Brooke quickly learns that lesson. Will Brooke survive the turmoil and go back to Michigan? Or will she take the Chance of a Lifetime?
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I reach up to take his slick, hard cock in my hands, but he shakes his head. “No, I’ve been wanting to sink deep inside you since I met you.” He says as he moves over me, then pressing his cock to my opening, slowly pushing inside me. He seats himself deep inside and leans over me. “Feeling you cum on my tongue was amazing. Now let me feel you cum around my cock.” He pulls back, only to press in harder than before. I feel his girth stretching me, filling me like I’ve never been filled before. His mouth is at my ear, his hot breath scorching my skin. “Have you been waiting for me to fill you like this? To feel my hard cock in your pussy?” He growls against my ear as his thrusting continues. His words send chills down my spine and I look up into his blazing eyes. He braces himself on one hand while the other cups my cheek, his lips crashing down onto mine, taking what he wants, what he needs. His tongue sweeps through my mouth as if he’s searching for something, and when I swallow his sighs, I believe he has found it. His body relaxes and I meet him stroke for stroke, my hips pushing back against him as if I can’t get him deep enough inside me. I flex my muscles around his cock, squeezing. “That’s it baby, squeeze me.” He slows the pace and looks at me. “I’m going to cum too fast if I don’t slow down, and I need to feel you cum around me first,” he says as he reaches between our adjoined bodies and presses his thumb against my clit. “You like that baby?” He grunts as his cock continues to punish my throbbing pussy. “Yes,” is all I can utter. “Talk to me baby, tell me what you need. Do you need to cum?” “Yes, please, make me cum,” I squeak out between heavy breaths. “Your wish is my command,” he responds as he pinches and rolls my clit between his fingers, sending my hips up against his hand. He lifts my leg over his shoulder and strokes deeper inside me, the pleasure almost unbearable. My body rolls over that ledge once more, his name falling from my lips as he stills against me, spilling inside me before he collapses on my chest, panting. Young couple of lovers kissing on black background
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I am married and have a teenage son. I live in the Atlanta, GA area and I enjoy reading and writing when I'm not at my full time job.


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From her pain, she will might discover her greatest joy

After finding her husband in bed with another woman, Brooke Whitman decides to forgo the 

crying and depression and heads south to find herself.

What she didn’t expect to find was Chance Evans.

As Brooke tries to get her life in order, this sexy and dangerous younger man steps in and 

makes life harder for her, or does he make it easier?

Chance Evans is a bounty hunter working for the U.S. Coast Guard and is a take no prisoners 

kind of man. When Brooke appears in his hometown, lost and confused, he takes her under his 


But danger lies off the coast of Destin, Florida and both Brooke and Chance are pulled out to 

sea. Things aren’t always as they seem and Brooke quickly learns that lesson.

Will Brooke survive the turmoil and go back to Michigan? Or will she take the Chance of a 

Lifetime?(Amazon Blurb)

When I first read the blurb of this novel, my first thought was ‘if life brings you lemons, make 

lemonade’, and Brooke did exactly that – although she found her husband cheating, she took 

her life in her own hands and decided to discover the new her. As for Chance, he’s the 

protector- the man to help the damsel in distress, find the bad guy and put him away and 

especially keep his country safe from those who would bring chaos to order. These two 

characters are so different from one another that the beginning of their relationship was full of 

bumps and turns, and readers were in for quite a ride. Christa Lynn surprised me. I expected a 

novel that would be slow paced, relaxed and romantic; instead I met the opposite and I loved it! 

Novels that manage to surprise me are rare and few, which is why I will be keeping an eye out 

for this author in the future to see what else she will be coming out with.  

**Received a copy in exchange for an honest review.  Read and reviewed by Kathleen for Alpha 

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Author Spotlight with Brenda Kennedy

Spotlight on Brenda Kennedy
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First and foremost I am a wife, mother and grandmother.
I am also a nurse and a new author.
I moved to sunny Florida in 2006 and never looked back.
I love fresh squeezed lemonade, crushed ice, teacups, wineglasses, non-franchise restaurants, ice cream cones, boating, picnics, cookouts, throwing parties, lace, white wine, mojitos, strawberry margaritas, white linen tablecloths, fresh flowers and Pinterest. I also love to read and write and to spend time with my family. My books thus far, have been inspired by the things I love and the people who influence me, every single day to be a better person.




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Three amazing trilogies by Brenda Kennedy. The first book of each trilogy is available *FREE* on all major platforms!
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Angel Perez had a second chance at a new beginning. After the death of her Aunt Rosie, Angel followed the instructions of her aunt and packed up only a few of her belongings and headed to Florida. After moving into her Aunt Rosie’s small cottage on Siesta Key Beach, she was quickly adjusting to her new life.
After finding a job at an insurance company, Angel became friends with the two owners, Sara Roberts and Brea Kinsley. Sara and Brea made it their mission to fix Angel up on a blind date with their very handsome and single friend Mason Myles.
Afraid that her past would catch up with her, Angel lived a very private life. When she met the tall, dark, and handsome Dr. Mason Myles, she knew she wouldn’t be able to resist him. He swept her off her feet with his sexy, dimpled smile and charm.
Living on the run from a very abusive boyfriend, Jim Davis, Angel lived in fear that Jim would somehow find her. After she revealed her abusive past and fears to Mason, Mason vowed to protect her.


Friday, November 6, 2015

The Hotel by Lola Darling

The Hotel by Lola Darling



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The Hotel by Lola Darling is FREE for a limited time
“The best sex is hotel sex…”
Welcome to the Rexford, the most luxurious hotel in town. My internship is a dream come true – until I walk in to my first meeting and discover my one-night stand at the head of the boardroom.
Controlling billionaire, Dominic Rexford: CEO - and the man I was secretly hired to seduce.
Now, I just want to keep my head down and stay out of trouble, but Dom has different plans.
He wants a repeat of our wild night together – and he’ll do whatever it takes to get me back between those 700-thread count sheets.
I’m in trouble now…

Biting Point by Azalea Amy Lezlynn

BITING POINT  (Sex On Wheels 1 )
By Azalea amy Lezlynn


Three-T rules the roads.

But this is no televised championship, with its own rules and regulations.

There are no pretty flags or set race tracks in these street races.

My lover races raw.

He races wild.

He races illegally.

He races like a God.

I began to believe such a man could never love a girl like me, but love me he does… all of me … and there are plenty of my fuller-plus-size figured curves to love.

Together we stand strong at the head of his exotic car racing dynasty, but there is darkness brewing.

As fate would have it, regrets collect like old friends ready to relive his most agonizing moments. 
Dark secrets are awakened, whispering their threats of destruction. 

Will they be enough to take us down?

The moment arises for him to decide who is more important.
Me or his brotherhood of racing league members? 

This is where our legacy with the world's fastest cars begins.

“We Ride Together ... As One ... 'Til The End.”

WARNING : Possessive, Controlling, Domineering, Loyal, Jealous, Protective & Passionately Sexual Italian Alpha Male - with - slight undertones of 'Dominance & Submission'. 
{sexual scenes with: fruit, bondage with roses, ice cream & light blood play} 

New Adult, Contemporary, Erotica, Action Adventure.
Due to strong language and graphic sexual content, this book is not intended for readers under the age of 18.


“You can’t run from Destiny…All Roads Lead to the same destination.” – I live by this self-made motto.
I’m addicted to Italian Ice-Cream & Exotic Fast Cars *this will be made VERY clear in my book*
I am plus size full figured girl and so is my leading lady in my debut novel.
Single, 29 years of age, I am the middle sibling to an older brother and a younger sister.
I am loud, funny and I have no shame in life.
I read dark themed novels or extreme alpha male storylines & BDSM and I like to indulge is hardcore M.C Books & there is very particular Rockstar Series that I love!!! I am addicted to music more than the average human should be. I cannot live without it especially 90’s music. I first started writing at the age of 13 years old where I had won awards in school for my writing skills and original storylines.
Such as the one in my debut series – “SEX ON WHEELS” : Biting Point + Driven Deeper + Ridden Rougher all to be released in 2016.

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