Thursday, June 25, 2015

Spin Me Round Series by Elle Carmichael





Spin Me Round Book One, Two and Three
Spin Me Series
Author: Elle Carmichael
Genre: Erotica(LGBT)
Release Date: June 25th






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Garnet Delaware is one of LA’s best DJs, although her fight to the top has been far from easy. Life was tough after leaving home at sixteen, but she’s shed sweat and tears to earn the respect of the music industry and is now content in the arms of her girlfriend, Lena. When Garnet is offered the opportunity of a lifetime —performing at music festivals around the country in her breakout tour— she can’t wait to take the next step. However, she’s not looking forward to leaving Lena behind, even if the separation is only temporary.

NFL bad boy Wesley Black has disgraced himself, throwing away his football career. Now he is determined to get back on track to prove he has his life under control. And despite the fact that his dreams have been flushed down the toilet, he wants to redeem himself by helping Garnet achieve hers. But his desire for Garnet grows, so when the tour that he’s managing ends, Wes isn’t ready to let her slip away so easily.

Plans are not always set in stone. An unexpected turn almost ruins Garnet’s career, and the person she most despises wants to help her find her way back. Turns out, the truth has a way of unlocking secrets that can either make Garnet stronger or destroy everything she’s worked so hard to build.




Elle Carmichael lives near the beach with her better half. When Elle is not writing she loves to read, go hiking, and when time permits camp out under the stars. Elle loves to meet new people, experience new things, and discover secret holiday spots.

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Alpha Book Club's Review

“Gar’s scent, the warmth of her body lying beside mine, reassured me of the trust we’re building, and I settle quickly, placing my arm around her waist and snuggling in behind her.”

Five hot, sexy, scorching stars!!  This series is absolutely so much fun to read.  And it’s a different storyline compared to others I’ve read!!  I love Gar and Wes’ storyline and their constant back and forth banter!!

This is a serial. The installments are not novel length.*

Garnet Delaware is one of LA’s best DJs, although her fight to the top has been far from easy. Life was tough after leaving home at sixteen, but she’s shed sweat and tears to earn the respect of the music industry and is now content in the arms of her girlfriend, Lena. When Garnet is offered the opportunity of a lifetime —performing at music festivals around the country in her breakout tour— she can’t wait to take the next step. However, she’s not looking forward to leaving Lena behind, even if the separation is only temporary.

NFL bad boy Wesley Black has disgraced himself, throwing away his football career. Now he is determined to get back on track to prove he has his life under control. And despite the fact that his dreams have been flushed down the toilet, he wants to redeem himself by helping Garnet achieve hers. But his desire for Garnet grows, so when the tour that he’s managing ends, Wes isn’t ready to let her slip away so easily.

Plans are not always set in stone. An unexpected turn almost ruins Garnet’s career, and the person she most despises wants to help her find her way back. Turns out, the truth has a way of unlocking secrets that can either make Garnet stronger or destroy everything she’s worked so hard to build.

Garnet, better known to her friends and fans as, Gar, is one of L.A’s hottest club DJ’s.  After having a rocky life, she left home at 16 and finally found her love of spinning.  She has a great career an amazing girlfriend who she loves and she owns her own apartment.  Things couldn’t be better for her.  That is until Wes, the ex-NFL bad boy, who she can’t seem to get rid of.  Wes, has been in love with Gar for almost nine years, they met at a party back during Gar’s party days.  And although Gar doesn’t remember this, Wes is doing everything to try to keep her in his life.  Which mean having his rich father sign her to DJ at one of L.A’s hottest clubs and touring the country.  After a drunken night of celebrating, Gar and Wes end up in bed together and while it was the best night of his life, Gar doesn’t remember a thing.  Will she end up remembering??  Will her relationship with her girlfriend end??  I really have to say this series was so quick to read and it was fun and refreshing!!  I had so much fun reading it and reading the bickering between Gar and Wes.  I can’t wait to see what happens next!










Shattered By You (Tear Asunder Series) by Nashoda Rose




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What started out as a deal quickly became a friendship that conquered monsters.

I killed, but I escaped hell.
Emotionless. Disconnected. Cold. A mannequin. It’s what I’d become in order to survive the years held in captivity. I was able to endure the abuse and devastating loss as long as I remained detached.
But he wouldn't let me.
Crisis, the bass guitarist in my brother’s rock band, Tear Asunder. He’s cocky, rude, a total man-whore. But the rock star has far more beneath the surface of his inked skin, and he’s determined to make me laugh again.
He made me a "deal", but really, it was blackmail.
His terms were simple. Until his playful honesty became the building blocks to something unexpected. Something strong enough to pull me from the eye of the storm.
Because even though I escaped years of abuse, it didn’t mean I was free.


Haven

I woke up to my phone buzzing on the nightstand. I rolled over and put the pillow over my head. My leg muscles ached from my run last night, having pushed myself farther and longer than usual. The wind had been strong, trying to unhinge me with each step. I refused to give in. I’d win this fight. I’d kill the monsters. I’d watch them bleed until they no longer lived inside me.
But they did. My last few episodes proved that.
Buzz.
I sighed and tossed the pillow aside.
“Pick up your phone,” Crisis called through the door.
Oh, my God. “What are you doing outside my door?”
“Pick up your phone and find out.” I heard a thump on my door.
I reached over and snagged my phone.
Move it, Ice. We’re taking out the big tractor.
I scrolled.
Don’t ignore me, baby.
Third text.
I made coffee.
Fourth.
Okay, maybe not yet, but I will.
Fifth.
I’ll just sit outside your door until you get your ass out here.
I glanced at the time on the screen. Nine. “It’s Sunday. I’m going back to sleep,” I called, then tossed my phone aside and rolled over, tucking the sheet under my chin.
The door burst open and quickly shut again. Crisis leaned against it, his lips pushed together with that familiar crease between his eyes. “Our brother is a fuckin’ Terminator. I swear he has radar in his head that goes off every time I talk to you.”
My eyes narrowed in on him; he was so full of crap. “Crisis. Get out.” My brother wasn’t—
A light knock sounded on the door. “Sis?”
Shit. I sat up, making certain to keep the sheets covering me because I was wearing a pink silk negligee with skimpy spaghetti straps and it barely covered my breasts. Kat had bought it for me when I first came to live with them, along with a drawer full of panties and bras. She said, ‘every girl deserved to have beautiful negligee next to her skin.’ At first, I balked, internally of course, wanting nothing to do with anything sexy. But after a few months feeling the soft silky material on my hands as I pushed them aside in my drawer . . . I tried one of them on.
I’d never had anything but cheap clothes, and the negligee felt nice against my skin. It made me feel . . . good about myself.
Crisis crossed his arms and I couldn’t stop from glancing at his tatted biceps. Then my gaze trailed down his hard muscled body to strong thighs clothed in worn jeans hanging low on his hips.
God, where was my head? It was too early in the morning and I was wavering under the sweet clenching between my legs and the whirl in my belly. He was a rock star, a hot rock star who was always on social media. Triple hard limit.
“Haven? I just saw your door close.”
I cleared my throat and gestured to Crisis to get away from the door before my brother barged in, saw him and jumped to conclusions. He pushed away and came straight for me, his eyes sparking a mischievous glow.
My brother knocked again. “We’re going to brunch today at Georgie and Deck’s. I’d really like you to come.”
Fine. Crisis wanted to play . . . he froze halfway toward the bed when I raised my brows and smiled. He shook his head back and forth and mouthed, “Don’t do it.”
“Yeah, come in,” I yelled.
Crisis dove for the bed, threw the duvet up in the air and landed flat on his stomach, the cover settling over him just as Ream strode in. I lay frozen beneath the covers, my heart racing, and a whoosh of blood charging through my veins. My breath hitched as warm heated air brushed across my bare thigh and goose bumps popped up along my skin.


I walked down the hall, pulled the elastic band on my boxers and glanced at my hard throbbing cock. “You’ll have to wait a little longer, buddy.”
“Are you really talking to your cock?”
I let go of the elastic and it snapped hard on my abdomen. Haven wasn’t making coffee; she was coming up the stairs with an armful of clothes. Fuck, she looked hot, long blonde hair messy as if she’d tossed and turned in her sleep, and she had sleepy eyes—adorable.
“Yeah. He’s angry this morning.” I stood right in the middle of the top of the stairs so if she wanted to get by, she’d need to brush up against me. It was childish, but fuck, I was a guy.
Her brows lifted. “Why is he angry?”
I smirked, loving that she was down for a little play. “Placed an ‘out of order’ sign on him.” Her brows drew together and her eyes flicked to my tented boxers.
“Doesn’t look out of order.”
I laughed and couldn’t help myself as I stroked the back of my hand down her cheek. It took her by surprise and she swayed backwards. I grabbed her arm before she toppled down the stairs and pulled her up onto the landing next to me.
A white piece of clothing slipped from the pile she was holding and fell at her feet. I smirked when I realized what it was, and took great pleasure in helping her out since there was no way she could bend over and get it without everything falling from her grasp.
I let her go and crouched, picking up the white lace panties. I held them out and her nose twitched like a rabbit sensing danger. “I like white. Prefer pink though, for future notice. And lace I love.”
She was trapped because if she snatched them from my hand, she’d drop the clothes and if she didn’t then . . . I curled them up in my palm.
“They aren’t mine,” she blurted.
God, she was cute. “Darlin’ I know they are and I love that you’re denying it. Means you care.”
Now that raised a little heat in her cheeks and I liked it. Shit, I liked it a lot because when I left a few months back, that would’ve never happened and now that was twice. She was affected by me—good to know. “I don’t care.”
I shrugged then turned to head back to my room to hide my newly acquired treasure. I had no doubt she’d search for them the second I left the house. I looked back over my shoulder and caught her eyes staring at my butt; could’ve been my back, but unlikely. Really, it didn’t matter which. I was just impressed she was eyeing me up.
“You can look, but don’t touch,” I said.
Her mouth dropped open then snapped shut. I disappeared around the corner, then heard her stomping down the hall. Haven wasn’t a stomper. She was graceful, elegant and controlled. Too controlled. And that part of her was coming down.


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Nashoda Rose is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author who lives in Toronto with her assortment of pets. She writes contemporary romance with a splash of darkness, or maybe it’s a tidal wave.

When she isn't writing, she can be found sitting in a field reading with her dogs at her side while her horses graze nearby. She loves interacting with her readers and chatting about her addiction—books.




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Alpha Book Club's Review

“ He winked at me and my stomach flipped over.  No matter what was screwing with me, Crisis could plow through it and make me feel better.  It wasn’t something I’d expected.  It just happened, slowly over time.”

Another five stars for Nashoda!!  I loved this series so much!!  It’s dark but so brilliant!  All the characters are complex and fun to read.  This series is dark but again it’s a beautiful story.

After escaping from being a prisoner since she was a teen Haven is determined to start her life anew and acclimate to “normal” life.  But what’s normal right?  She’s starting school, trying to make friends but she’s scared that once people find out about her past, things will change.  Crisis, the bassist of Tear Asunder, knows all about Haven’s past but he wants to help her however he can but she’s keeping the walls up tight around her.  Crisis takes his time trying to break her walls down and show her what “normal” can be.  This story is so beautiful.  Nashoda has done it again with another amazing and heartbreakingly dark story.  I’m a huge fan!!!





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Run From You (Run Series: Book 2) by Kandice Michelle Young




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Run From You
by Kandice Michelle Young
June 15th -June 29th




Sebastian called me his princess, but he was far from my white knight. He was my drug. One hit and I was addicted to him.

I ran from him to save my life. I kept running to regain my sanity. Kyle would help me with that. His warmth and familiarity were just what I needed to get back on track. Beautiful in his own right, Kyle was everything I once knew to be good about the world. Kyle was perfect for me, he always had been.

Except he wasn't Sebastian, he could never be. The horrors of my past pulled me away from him. The nightmares of my present would bring us back together. Confused though I was, I knew Sebastian was the only choice. The damage done was great, our love greater. Surviving each other would take everything we had, but it was the only option.

Every mistake we had made would collapse on top of us, burying us alive in a mountain of anger and guilt. Neither of us could have prepared for what was coming. The only way out was through. The question became, would we be strong enough to make it through together or would our secrets tear us apart once more?


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Kyle comes behind me and I grind my ass against him. His hands run the length of my sides and down, as my hips gently rock into him. His smell is so familiar that for a few minutes I allow myself to become intoxicated by it. Turning, I look into his blue eyes as I sway seductively in front of him.
“You’re trying to kill me aren’t you,” he jokes.
“You’ll enjoy every minute of it,” I reply, placing his hand on my back and rocking into him without breaking eye contact.
He grips my bare back and lowers his lips next to my ear. “It’s not nice to tease, Dani.”
Leaning my mouth against his jaw, I whisper, “Who says I’m teasing, Ky?”
Fisting my hair into his hand, he lines our faces together. “You’re always teasing, sexy. You love playing games with me. It’s what you’re good at.”
“Haven’t you heard,” I ask, rolling my tongue over my lips. “It’s my birthday. I’m officially too old for playing games.”
He kisses me and I let him. I’m not sure if it’s the alcohol, the atmosphere, the way that my sweat covered body feels against his. All I know is that I enjoy it too much for someone who’s just had her heart broken. My entire body melts against him as he works my tongue with his own. The familiar pull of hot desire grabs at my belly and my nipples harden. I consider pulling away, but I’m shoved to the side before I have the chance.
“Get the fuck off of her,” Sebastian growls.
“Whoa! Chill,” Kyle replies.
“It would be wise for you to say your goodbyes and walk away,” Sebastian suggests.
My blood runs cold when I look up at him. His gray eyes are edging dangerously close to black. His teeth are gritted and the vein on his forehead is visible. I watch as his flexed jaw clenches with tension. This is why I can’t be with him. The demons that live inside of him, fueling this aggression. I can’t be around it. I’m not safe.
“Let’s go, Kyle,” I say, desperately. “No one wants any trouble.”
“You can’t be serious,” Sebastian scoffs. “You’re not going anywhere with him, Danielle.”
He grabs my arm and I feel as though my heart leaps into my throat. Remembering to focus on my breathing, I fight the panic attack that I can feel coming on.
“Let go of me, Sebastian,” I reply. “This isn’t the place for this.”
“You’re not going anywhere, but outside with me,” he says, pulling me off the dance floor.
“I don’t think so, Black,” Kyle says. “I get it. You screwed things up and now you can’t live with yourself. I’ve been there, but this possessive bullshit isn’t going to happen tonight. Danielle isn’t one of your properties. You don’t get to decide who can or cannot enter.”
Before I can say anything in my own defense, Sebastian’s fist meets Kyle’s jaw. I scream for them to stop, but it’s useless. Kyle stumbles a little before retaliating and hitting Sebastian on the corner of his eye. Everyone around us comes to a stop. I can barely hear my own thoughts as chants and screams break out from the crowd


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Run To You by Kandice Michelle Young


I moved to New York for a fresh start.  I did not move here to fall for a man like Sebastian.

Sebastian Black came into my life like a storm in the peak of the night…dark, raging, all-consuming, and guaranteed to leave destruction in his wake. From the moment our eyes met, he had a hold on me. I wanted, craved, and needed him like nothing I had ever desired before.

The problem was he needed total submission. From the moment he handed me the contract, I knew what he was proposing would destroy me. What I had not planned was his ability to make me crave destruction. I would lose myself in him. Sebastian knew how to take me over the edge, and before I even knew it, I wanted to go freefalling.

It was evident that my past had the ability to destroy us. What I had not calculated was the power of his to do the same. My dark, brooding, impeccably sexual, alpha-male had his own crosses to bear. I was not sure I was strong enough to handle them, or the woman who helped chain him there.



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





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Elude By Rachel Van Dyken

 
    eludeThe sixth book in the internationally bestselling Eagle Elite Series. *Interconnected Stand Alone*   Twenty-Four hours before we were to be married--I offered to shoot her. Ten hours before our wedding--I made a mockery of her dying wish. Five hours before we were going to say our vows--I promised I'd never love her. One hour before I said I do--I vowed I'd never shed a tear over her death. But the minute we were pronounced man and wife--I knew. I'd only use my gun to protect her. I'd give my life for hers. I'd cry. And I would, most definitely, lose my heart, to a dying girl---a girl who by all accounts should have never been mine in the first place. I always believed the mafia would be my end game--where I'd lose my heart, while it claimed my soul. I could have never imagined. It would be my redemption. Or the beginning of something beautiful. The beginning of her. The end of us.
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Rachel VanDyken is the New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling author of regency and contemporary romances. When she's not writing you can find her drinking coffee at Starbucks and plotting her next book while watching The Bachelor. She keeps her home in Idaho with her Husband, adorable son, and two snoring boxers! She loves to hear from readers! Want to be kept up to date on new releases? Text MAFIA to 66866! You can connect with her on Facebook www.facebook.com/rachelvandyken or join her fan group Rachel's New Rockin Readers. Her website is www.rachelvandykenauthor.com
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