Review of SOMEWHERE IN BETWEEN by Samantha Harris

SOMEWHERE IN BETWEEN 

by Samatha Harris 

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: November 10, 2015

Publisher: Limitless Publishing

- SYNOPSIS -

Alexandra McCabe is disconnected from the world, grieving the loss of her parents...

Content with studying and keeping to herself, Alex has no interest in the campus playboy, Drew Collins, trying to get close to her. But even dousing him with beer doesn't deter the easy-going charmer, and against her better judgment, the pair fall into a reluctant friendship.

Drew is bored with college life, and Alex's romantic rejection intrigues him...

Their friendship is good for both of them, but Drew is used to getting what he wants, and he's tired of shallow sorority girls. He's much more interested in the feisty redhead, but despite his growing feeling, Alex keeps him firmly in the friend zone.

Old heartaches and new tragedies deepen a complicated relationship...

Whatever life throws their way, Alex and Drew remain best friends with their own traditions. Drew is Alex's family, her rock, and Alex keeps Drew grounded, always challenging him to better himself.

When years of buried feelings rush to the surface, they threaten to change everything...

Drew promised his mother he'd tell Alex how he feels, when the time is right-but how will he know when that is? Alex is terrified to reveal those 'three little words' certain Drew doesn't feel the same, and she'll lose the only family she has.

Should Alex and Drew open their hearts, and risk being crushed? Should they be satisfied with a deep, lifelong friendship? Or does the only chance for happiness lie...

Somewhere In Between?

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- REVIEW -

If you are in the mood for a friends to lovers read, this is the book for you.  Drew and Alex met in college and slowly became friends.  The longer they were around each other, the stronger their bond became.  No matter what life had in store for them, they were always there for each other.  So what happens when feelings start to change and you begin to realize that your best friend may be the love of your life?

I'm a big fan of friends to lovers books, so I am always on the lookout for them.  I have to say, this one was a big hit for me.  Both characters brought something heartfelt to the book.  Drew, while initially you think he is an insensitive bastard, he really does have a heart of gold.  He would do anything and I do mean anything to make Alex happy.  His one goal where she is concerned is to make her a part of his family and show her she is not alone in the world.  The more you read, you begin to understand just how much he is sacrificing to make her happy.  While at times I really wanted to punch him in the face, in the end I just wanted to wrap him up a big hug and tell him how wonderful he was.  

Oh, how my heart hurt for Alex.  She has had a rough few years and needed someone to show her that things would get better.  She needed someone to be strong for her when things got too tough.  I truly adored her.  She was a lot stronger than she realized and I wanted her to get her HEA badly!

This was a wonderfully written book and I enjoyed all the characters.  I loved how they supported each other and were one big happy family.  I can't wait to see what else the author has in store for us.  I'm keeping my fingers crossed that she will write a book for Sean and give him the HEA he deserves!  

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- EXCERPT -

When we reached the bar, Drew ordered me a glass of champagne and I turned to scan the crowd. I saw Madeline working her way toward us, her long plum colored gown flaring out behind her. She threw her arms open, a smile spreading wide across her lips. Was she drunk? I smiled back at her as she finally reached me, grasping both my arms tightly before pulling me into an awkward hug. My boss is a very proper and elegant woman. She’s always strictly business, so I was completely floored when she embraced me.

“Alexandra, you look stunning,” she gushed leaning in to kiss my cheeks.

“Uh,” I stammered, completely caught off guard. “As do you, Ms. Grant.”

“Please, we are not in the office. Call me Madeline.” She waved a hand, dismissing the formality. Her eyes widened as Drew stepped beside me and handed me my glass. Madeline glanced between us, pursing her lips and nodding her approval.

“Madeline, this is Andrew Collins,” I said.

“Drew,” he clarified, shaking her extended hand.

“Well, it is a pleasure to meet you, Drew,” Madeline said, her eyes roaming over him from top to bottom like he was a life-size chocolate sculpture. Yep she’s drunk. I took a sip of champagne to hide my giggle, eyeing the actual life-size chocolate sculpture that stood across the room. I would have to get a closer look at that later on. Damn, I should have brought a bigger purse.

“Alexandra has told me so much about you.” Madeline placed a hand to her chest, toying with the insane diamond pendant nestled there. I was impressed she wasn’t hunched over from the sheer size of the thing. Madeline was hammered and flirting with Drew. It was quite the show.

Drew retreated closer to my side, placing his hand on the small of my back. “Well, I’m sure only half of it is true.” An awkward smile spread across his face. His eyes shifted to mine, begging me to save him from my inebriated boss. I bit my lip to suppress a giggle.

Madeline giggled “Oh nonsense.” She placed a hand on his arm. Totally sauced.

“Can I get you a drink, Madeline?” Drew offered, clearly looking for an escape.

“Champagne, please,” she said, with a brilliant smile. As he turned back to the bar to get her drink, she leaned in to me. “He is delicious, darling. Well done. Best to hide him from Gwen.” She winked. Drunk Madeline was my new favorite person! I immediately started devising a plan to start slipping Kahlua into her morning coffee.

I heard the telltale stomp before I saw her. The sound stopped just behind me and a chill ran up my spine.

“Alex,” Gwen said. I could hear the irritation in her voice, and I could feel her cold glare on the back of my neck. I took a deep breath, slowly turning to face her. I was met with an eyeful of exposed breast. Holy shit! There was more boob out of her dress than there was in it. I swear it looked like the fabric was doing everything it could not to just rip open. I couldn’t look at her face if I wanted to. My eyes were locked with her boobs. She might as well have come topless.

Gwen shifted, pushing her breast even further up, causing me to take an involuntary step back. For a moment I thought they were going to attack. She must have noticed Drew and aimed her torpedoes in his direction.

Gwen flipped her extensions over her shoulder as Drew approached. With a smile, he handed Madeline her glass and turned to address our new arrival. Poor bastard never had a chance. All he saw were breasts. It was a direct hit, with no chance of survival. I couldn’t blame him. Hell, I couldn’t look her in the face either.

To his credit, he eventually snapped back to himself and looked up at her face. “Hi, I’m Drew,” he stammered, extending his hand to Gwen. She took it and stepped closer, almost pressing herself against him. She practically shoved me out of the way, pretending not to notice that I was standing right fucking there!

Gwen’s eyes ran up and down Drew like a predator inspecting her prey. “A pleasure, I’m sure,” she said, in her best breathy Marilyn Monroe voice. Oh come on, was she for real? Without breaking eye contact or even releasing Drew’s hand, she said, “Nice dress, Alex.”

“You too, Gwen. Too bad there isn’t more of it.”

Drew coughed, almost choking on his drink. Calling that a dress would be a serious exaggeration. It was more like strips of black fabric glued randomly to her body. Gwen glared at me and I met her evil eye head on, neither of us wanting to be the first to flinch.

- ABOUT THE AUTHOR -

SAMATHA HARRIS

Samatha “Sam” Harris lives near Baltimore, Maryland with her husband and daughter Ava. Born in Florida, she migrated north which most people agree was a little backwards. She has been an artist all of her life, a Tattoo Artist for more than ten years, and a storyteller since she was a kid.

Sam has a slightly unhealthy love for Frank Sinatra, classic movies, and Jazz and Blues music, but her first love will always be reading. From Romance, to Thrillers, to Historical Fiction and everything in between, she loves to become a part of the story. As a writer she tells the stories that she would want to read.

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Happy Release Day Kelly Elliott! IGNITE IS LIVE!

 

 

There were two things Emmit Lewis loved.

Racing cars and Adaline Morgan.

Time was stolen from the two young lovers and Emmit vowed never again would he allow anything to come between the two of them.

Blurred lines both on and off the track have Emmit being tested beyond his limits. Will he reach the checkered flag and ignite Adaline’s heart, or will he be black-flagged and lose everything he has ever dreamed of?

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EXCERPT

The last time I stood in victory circle, Emmit had won his first NASCAR race and he had searched the crowd for me. This time, he went straight to the camera and began talking as he took small sips of something someone put in his hand. Robert reached over and changed out Emmit’s baseball cap to another sponsor’s hat. 

My lower stomach tightened as I watched Emmit’s every move. His sweat-soaked hair peeking out from under the baseball cap lit a fire in my body that I tried desperately to ignore. 

Bastard. 

I wanted to be angry with him, but I couldn’t. 

“He’s so damn good looking. What I wouldn’t do to spend just one hour in his bed,” some girl behind me said. Turning, I gave her a fake smile. “Tell me you don’t agree,” she said to me. 

With a smirk, I said, “I’ve graced his bed plenty of times.” 

With a huge smile, she said, “Lucky bitch.” 

I rolled my eyes as I pushed all thoughts of Emmit and my horny body away. The freedom of not feeling the need to have Emmit’s hands all over my body lasted for a whole minute. Once his gray eyes found mind, I held onto my breath. There was so much more to Emmit than how he made my body feel during sex. One of my favorite things he ever did was place his hand on my lower back as he guided me through a room. Or, to a table for two in the corner of a romantic restaurant. Oh, yes … there was so much more to him. 

Giving me a smile, Emmit said something else to the reporter and then nodded his head and turned to his team as they continued to celebrate. Daddy had gone up and given Emmit a quick hug and said something to him that caused Emmit to let out a laugh and agree with whatever Daddy said. 

Emmit took the champagne and shook it up as he sprayed everyone. Security had allowed Ashley to go up to Emmit. He pulled her into his arms and hugged her for a good thirty seconds before pulling back and kissing the tip of her nose. 

My heart dropped as I thought about how much I wished that had been me. I started making my way through the crowd. Glancing back over my shoulder, I watched as Emmit posed for pictures and continued to celebrate his win. Turning back to the front, I wondered if he would even notice I had left.      

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Kelly Elliott is married to a wonderful Texas cowboy who has a knack for making her laugh almost daily and supports her crazy ideas and dreams for some unknown reason...he claims it's because he loves her!

She’s also a mom to an amazing daughter who is constantly asking for something to eat while her fingers move like mad on her cell phone sending out what is sure to be another very important text message.

In her spare time she loves to sit in her small corner overlooking the Texas hill country and write.

One of her favorite things to do is go for hikes around her property with Gus....her chocolate lab and the other man in her life, and Rose, her golden retriever. When Kelly is not outside helping the hubby haul brush, move rocks or whatever fun chore he has in store for her that day, you’ll find her inside reading, writing or watching HGTV.

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KEEPING THE TARNISHED 

by Bradon Nave

Genre: Psychological Thriller

Publisher: Limitless Publishing

Release Date: Nov. 3, 2015

- SYNOPSIS -

Johnny Tregalis leaves home the minute he turns eighteen, but he’s the only one who knows why…

Arriving in Lake Charles, Louisiana, Johnny has nothing—not even a plan. Local veterinarian Jackson Everett notices the boy, who reminds him of his own teenage son, and offers him a bed for the night.

Meeting Jackson’s wife Graye, his son Jared, and four-year-old daughter Bryce, Johnny sees a family he could never imagine. He’d been raised by his abusive father after his mother disappeared with his younger brother, and he’s sure he’ll be packed off to a shelter in the morning. He can’t believe it when he’s invited to stay indefinitely.

Johnny refuses to discuss his traumatic past as he attempts to fit in…

The Everetts try to help the profoundly troubled teen, but he seems to be at the mercy of his own mind. He’s held captive by flashbacks, excruciating night terrors, and a mounting inability to distinguish delusion from reality. How can he possibly recover, go to school, have friends…have a life?

Physical scars only hint at deeper psychological devastation…

As the shocking truth comes to light, Johnny struggles to overcome years of abuse, poverty, and despicable horrors to become part of a real family, but is he strong enough to defeat his demons? The Everetts realize Johnny’s journey is now their own, but they face a daunting task.

How much sacrifice is too much when all you can hope for is keeping the tarnished?

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- Bradon Nave's FuN fAcTs -

Bradon Nave went to high school at a rural Oklahoma school system and graduated with three people in his senior class. 

He grew up in the same area as Jordan Mitchell of the band, An Honest Year (their mom's are good friends), and he knows Mark King of the band, Hinder. 

He studied in Beijing briefly. 

He speaks just enough Spanish to attempt to communicate with his Spanish speaking friends and just enough Mandarin to order food at OKC Chinese restaurants. 

He holds a master's of science and works for the Oklahoma State Dept. of Health as the State's Comprehensive Cancer Control Program Coordinator.

Bradon loves camping, fishing and anything outdoors. 

He typically runs at least 20 miles a week on the back roads surrounding the home he shares with his wife in Piedmont, Oklahoma. 

He married his wife in 2009 and they have two young children, two small dogs and about twenty chickens.

- EXCERPT -

At that moment, at least for the next few minutes, everyone was safe and happy. She felt a deep gratitude for Johnny as she watched him with her husband and son. In just a short period of time the boy had come into her life and completely reorganized her priorities and thought processes. She had a deeper appreciation for the gifts she’d been given in life, and genuinely felt she would never take them for granted again. She hadn’t known him long, but she felt she had known him all his life, like he was supposed to be there with them. She felt this way now, just as she did then when she was washing his tattered and torn clothing. There was a natural fit that had occurred, and each day brought a stronger bond regardless of the trials that had come with taking the boy in. Graye was genuinely overwhelmed with love for this bus stop refugee that her softhearted husband had brought home on an average July night.

She understood that almost every woman has a naturally ingrained sense within her that drives her to protect her offspring at all cost. This sense is either naturally acquired during childbirth, or is gained through a bond that even nature can’t orchestrate. Graye knew that she would die before Johnny was ever hurt again. Perhaps some would argue there hadn’t been enough time to develop such devotion, but those people were not her family, so she was less than concerned with what they may or may not have to say regarding the fledgling the family had informally adopted. This young adult, who was wise beyond his years in some aspects, and awkwardly delayed in others, had finally found the mother’s love that every child needs to flourish; it had only taken him eighteen years.

- ABOUT THE AUTHOR -

BRADON NAVE

Bradon Nave was born and raised in rural Oklahoma. He attended a small country school during junior high and high school, and graduated with only three people in his class. After graduate school, he decided to devote his spare time to his passion of writing.Bradon currently lives in Piedmont, Oklahoma, with his wife and two young children. 

When he’s not writing, he loves running, being with friends and family, and being outdoors.

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Review & Excerpt from KEEPING THE TARNISHED by Bradon Nave

KEEPING THE TARNISHED 

by Bradon Nave

Genre: Psychological Thriller

Publisher: Limitless Publishing

Release Date: Nov. 3, 2015

- SYNOPSIS -

Johnny Tregalis leaves home the minute he turns eighteen, but he’s the only one who knows why…

Arriving in Lake Charles, Louisiana, Johnny has nothing—not even a plan. Local veterinarian Jackson Everett notices the boy, who reminds him of his own teenage son, and offers him a bed for the night.

Meeting Jackson’s wife Graye, his son Jared, and four-year-old daughter Bryce, Johnny sees a family he could never imagine. He’d been raised by his abusive father after his mother disappeared with his younger brother, and he’s sure he’ll be packed off to a shelter in the morning. He can’t believe it when he’s invited to stay indefinitely.

Johnny refuses to discuss his traumatic past as he attempts to fit in…

The Everetts try to help the profoundly troubled teen, but he seems to be at the mercy of his own mind. He’s held captive by flashbacks, excruciating night terrors, and a mounting inability to distinguish delusion from reality. How can he possibly recover, go to school, have friends…have a life?

Physical scars only hint at deeper psychological devastation…

As the shocking truth comes to light, Johnny struggles to overcome years of abuse, poverty, and despicable horrors to become part of a real family, but is he strong enough to defeat his demons? The Everetts realize Johnny’s journey is now their own, but they face a daunting task.

How much sacrifice is too much when all you can hope for is keeping the tarnished?

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- REVIEW -

Wow.  Talk about a book that invokes all your emotions!  This book sucks you in and keeps you turning the pages until the end.  It was so gripping that I couldn't stop reading, I had to know what was going to happen next and how Johnny was going to overcome it.  Johnny was such a strong character that my heart couldn't help but ache for him.  I wanted to reach through the book, hug him and let him know everything would be alright.

Oh, and lets not forget about the Everett family.  The author did a wonderful job of creating a family who was so accepting of Johnny and treated him as though he was part of the family.  They helped him to see past his past and become an even stronger person.  I absolutely adore this family.

I honestly have not read any books like this one before, but I'm telling you right now that I will definitely be branching out!  Great job Mr. Nave, you have gained another loyal reader and I can't wait to read what you write next!  

- EXCERPT -

Midnight. Finally. The moments leading up to it had crawled slower than one of the maggots behind the kitchen trashcan, etching its way blindly through the coffee grounds and eggshells. He grabbed his weathered book bag full of a few clothing items and $188.00 in cash, and then stuck his leg out the window, arching his back as he felt his foot touch the ground outside. He pushed against the house, dragging his other leg across the bottom of the window frame as he lost his balance and fell backward to the ground. He didn’t care. He had been outside of this rundown shack a million times, but never had he been outside and free. Even if this freedom were short lived, and he went in the ground tomorrow, he owned it for this moment.

Quickly, he sprang to his feet, grabbed his bag, and began running in the direction of the cornfield near the end of the farmhouse drive.

The air was eerily still on this night. All was silent with the exception of a few chanting crickets and the occasional cry of the whippoorwill sounding out over the horizon. The moonlight illuminated the decrepit barn to the north of the house, as every single cornstalk in the field up ahead seemed to be reflecting the moon’s rays.

The yellow light bulb atop the wooden pole near the end of the drive was bright and buzzing in a calming manner. Several fat toads sat at the base, waiting for unfortunate insects to fall to the ground from their dizzy escapades near the globe at the top of the pole.

He ran past the half-built clubhouse his father and Uncle Doug had begun several years prior. He never understood if Doug was actually his uncle, but the men had wanted to build a ‘guy’s getaway’ for the three of them. He paid little attention to the details. He’d seen it all before hundreds of times, and he hoped to never see this place again.

Leaping over old car parts and garbage, he finally reached the corn. Although it wasn’t tall enough to hide him completely, it was all the cover he needed to make an effective escape. His heart raced wildly as he ran feverishly over the soft earth through the chest-high stalks. He began to smile through his heavy breathing, running—sprinting—excited as if he were scratching off the winning number on a substantial lottery ticket.

The prospects raced through his mind, and no adversity outside of his former confinements seemed to scare him. Starvation, disease, injury: nothing conjured concern except the idea of returning. He couldn’t go back, not now, now that a glimmer of hope had been resurrected.

As he bounded through the field like a fawn that had been mercifully released from the jaws of a predator, he felt as if he were being lifted off the ground; as if he were flying, and nothing in this world or the next could anchor him.

The taste of freedom was that of a bloodied lip, cornstalks, and the occasional mosquito; it was delicious. He knew he would leverage everything to maintain all he had in that moment, which was merely a tattered wardrobe, his father’s liquor-cash reserve, the worn clothing in the backpack, and a desperate desire to exist.

Hyper-vigilant and full of life, one would never have known only seven minutes prior he was a prisoner of technicality and his bedroom. Like a thief in the night, lowly and cunning, he darted through the cover, running on what seemed to be an endless rush of endorphins and adrenaline.

He was running for his life; this reality gave him wings.

The air was heavy and stagnant and seemed to fill his lungs with a thick, boggy perfume. He knew for certain that, if there were a higher power within the heavens, it would not have him come this far to go back. Even if he were found right now he knew he would die before he went back, and he would die a free man. Yes, a man. No longer a boy and no longer bound to his bedroom—to that shack—by the law. With a head full of dreams and the legs of a gazelle, he shot through the field, promising himself to never look back.

- ABOUT THE AUTHOR -

BRADON NAVE

Bradon Nave was born and raised in rural Oklahoma. He attended a small country school during junior high and high school, and graduated with only three people in his class. After graduate school, he decided to devote his spare time to his passion of writing.Bradon currently lives in Piedmont, Oklahoma, with his wife and two young children. 

When he’s not writing, he loves running, being with friends and family, and being outdoors.

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RELEASE DAY BLITZ for I NEED YOU TOO by Cynthia P O'Neill

I NEED YOU TOO by Cynthia P. O'Neill

Series: Need #4

Genre: Erotic Contemporary Romance

- SYNOPSIS -

Ethan McDonald had everything he wanted in life until one jerk’s misconceptions caused him to be in an accident - inadvertently taking another’s life and nearly costing him his own. Months later he woke from a coma to find how much things had changed. He found forgiveness from the victim’s family, but could he find absolution from her husband and more importantly – himself. 

It took months for him to integrate back into society. His friend, Nate, helped him refocus his life with the need for assistance in catching the culprit behind all the accounting mistakes at work. In turn, he was welcomed into Prescott International, as the new lead in IT. He’d gained favor from the family, especially from a certain lady… 

Marjorie (Prescott) Bentley had finally succeeded in divorcing her husband and making her way back to her family and the company business. She’d been into the BDSM scene, but her ex, a wannabe Dom, nearly destroyed her, wanting her only for her wealth. She’d put on a friendly face to everyone, but internally she was trying to overcome the nightmares and struggles to find her way back to her old life, with her need to submit, her need for him… 

Ethan and Marjorie saw through each other’s masquerades and found support with one another. But could they both let go of the nightmares of their pasts and move forward together? Could they both learn to heal, surrendering to one another, and their darkest desires? 

She needed him, but he needed her Too!

NOTE: This is a Complete Novel. No cliffhanger. Dual POV. Rated 18+ due to adult language and sexual content. This is an adult contemporary erotic romance filled with suspense, light BDSM, Dom/sub play, and touching on some psychological elements. This series centers around the Prescott family, their friends, and businesses. It includes unsavory characters, a horrid ex-husband, and a security team that will go to any lengths to protect this family. These are stand alone books that create the series, but they do not need to be read in order. The story is more enhanced if read in order.

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- EXCERPT -

★ ADULT CONTENT WARNING ★

He leaned to the side, putting most of his weight on one arm while the other pushed a few strands of hair away from the side of my face.  “I love you and want to care for you.”   His hand traveled up to touch the inside of my wrist.  “These scars were made from him, not me.  I’ll never bind you with rope, handcuffs, or anything that could cause damage to your perfect skin.  How someone could do this so callously is beyond me?”

My panic began to subside, and I felt myself relax. 

His eyes were warm, his hands tender caresses to my skin, as he asked, “Can you trust me?”

I didn’t have to think long about my answer.  “You’re the first man I’ve been able to trust since my divorce.  The only one I’d trust with my soul.”

His eyes sparkled as he leaned down and kissed me gently, “I trust you with mine as well.  If I didn’t, I wouldn’t have let you go ballistic on my ass with that flogger.”  He quirked a lopsided smile that melted my heart.  At that moment, I didn’t know where this crazy ride we were on was leading, but I knew I wanted it to be with him. 

I felt remorseful about earlier.  “I can’t express how sorry I am about…”

His finger came up to silence me as he shook his head.  “It’s done.  It’s over with.  We’ll never make mention of it again.  Tonight is all about you.  I want your complete surrender to me.  I want to keep your arms bound with a silk scarf and your eyes focused on mine.  I want you to know that I’m the one in charge.  It’s my face you’ll associate with pleasure, pulling every possible orgasm out of this body that I can, leaving you spent and craving more.  What do you say, love?”

“Yes, my love.  Yes, Sir.”

His lips crushed mine as his hands circled underneath my shoulders, pulling me onto him even harder.  He’d finally released my lips, leaning over me saying, “Eyes on me, darling.  I want you to know how perfect we are together.  I’m the one bringing you this pleasure and no one else.  Your mine, Marjorie!  Say it, love.” 

The love and intensity in his eyes held me captive.  I felt our souls and body connect on a level I’d never encountered.  I couldn’t tell where either of us began or ended.  The sensations building inside of me were different than before.  His movements were sweet, gentle, yet claiming all at once. 

“Your mine now, Marjorie.  Come for me, love.  Be one with me, now.”  His words were a beacon of light to me, freeing me from the dark confines of my past, knowing that with him I could finally open myself up to new things and allow him to guide me.  I knew with Ethan, I’d be safe. 

I cried as my muscles locked down on him, sending electrical waves of current throughout my entire body.  His lips sealed over mine, absorbing my cries of passion while he pumped into me one last time. Feeling the intensity of his release, I wrapped my legs tightly around his waist not wanting him to separate from me. 

Fireworks continued to go off behind my eyes, for what seemed like an eternity.  Our breath was nearly spent. He finally broke off our kiss and collapsed into my neck.  “My god, I love you, woman.  I’m addicted to every part of you.”

I felt my body relax onto the sheets, not caring anymore that my wrists were bound together and over my head.  All I felt was utter peace and tranquility.  I let out a ragged breath, “I love you too.    I’m completely captivated by your mind, body, and soul.”  

- ABOUT THE AUTHOR - 

CYNTHIA P. O'NEILL 

Cynthia P. O’Neill grew up in small town in South Florida and moved to Central Florida to attend college. There, she married her friend, love, and soul mate and still resides with their amazing son, and a feisty, four-legged little boy. 

In her books, Cynthia draws on her background in healthcare and business, along with her husband’s engineering knowledge. 

She currently writes on all levels of Romance. The Remembrance Series encompasses New Adult with a touch of Paranormal activity and a hint of Historical romance. A Learning Series is for those who like a little more steam with their books, falling into the categories of Contemporary - Erotica, with a hint of suspense. 

Her latest series, Need, will have several books, each focusing on one couple per book. The main couple will then become supporting characters, while some of the background characters step forward to find their own happily ever after. It will be will be a Contemporary – Erotic romance with a high level of suspense added. 

She tries to make her writing very personal and close to her heart. Regular life is the inspiration for her books, but her imagination takes them to new heights, opening up possibilities that would normally not exist. 

To learn more about the author, please visit Cynthia’s website at: www.cynthiaponeill.com

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UNDERCOVER IN SIX INCH STILETTOS

by CAROLYN LAROCHE

Series: SECRET LIVES #1

Publisher: Limitless Publishing

- SYNOPSIS -

Every woman has secrets, and Cyndi Mills is no exception…

Cyndi has a beautiful daughter, and her husband Jason is totally hot for her, but something is missing. As a cop, Jason is extremely vigilant about safety and security, and Cyndi longs for some time to herself, so she takes a Friday night job. 

Jason thinks she’s cleaning offices, when she’s actually dancing in a red bustier and six-inch stilettos at a club called Sugar Shakers, something only her three best friends, also police wives, know.

When club employees start disappearing, the truth comes out…

A young runaway, Jade, and a military widow, Lola, vanish, and Lola’s body is later found in the ocean. Cyndi begins investigating—with some help from her friends—but when anonymous threats put her daughter in jeopardy, she has no choice but to confess her lie to Jason, rocking their previously solid marriage.

Jason is furious, but Cyndi has to ask for even more if she hopes to solve the mystery…

Cyndi convinces Jason to sign her up as a confidential informant, and she officially goes undercover at the club, while Jason struggles to control his jealousy. As the evidence mounts and the danger becomes all too real, Jason fights to keep Cyndi safe. 

But no amount of security can protect someone when lies are more common

than the truth and no one is who they appear to be.

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- MEET THE AUTHOR -

CAROLYN LAROCHE

Carolyn LaRoche grew up in snow country but fled the cold and ice several years ago. She now lives near the beach with her husband, their two boys, two finicky cats and one old dog. When she is not at the baseball field cheering on big hits and home runs, she is busy teaching science to unwilling teenagers.

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S.O.B. by J.C. Valentine 

Publication Date: November 10, 2015 

Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance 

 

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Synopsis: Levi Black is an s.o.b.

Born with a silver spoon in his mouth, he’s a pretentious, obnoxious, womanizing jacka** who thinks the world revolves around him.

He wouldn’t be wrong.

A famous soccer player, his skills on and off the field have won him medals, trophies, women, and the cover of every heartthrob magazine in the country. He’s broken nearly every bone in his body and a few hearts along the way, including mine—his stepsister—and lived to tell about it.

One night changed everything, and I’ve avoided him like the plague ever since. Just long enough to finish college, to bury the hurt, and to outrun the memories. But now that’s all changed. I’m back, and there’s no more running.

My hands are supposed to be my livelihood, but now they’re my curse. Levi’s reckless ways have landed him in a sticky situation, and his father has given me an offer I can’t refuse. One month, and all I have to do is put my hands on his body. Easier said than done. The problem is, even though I know it’s bound to bite me in the a**, I can’t bring myself to say no to the s.o.b.

EXCERPT

When I open my eyes, I meet hers. They’re wide and full of confusion, maybe a touch of horror, too. 

“How—Why—Did we...?” She shakes her head then throws her leg over mine, scrambling off me.

I watch her as she runs her hands over her clothes and through her hair, and her expression makes me laugh. “Did you know you snore when you sleep?”

“I do not!” Snatching a pillow from the floor where I tossed it last night, she lobs it at my face, but I catch it one-handed before it can reach its target.

“You’re right. You were too exhausted to do much more than drool.”

Her eyes flare and I can tell she’s about to scream, so I decide to take mercy on her and put her mind at ease to save myself the ruptured eardrum.

“Don’t worry, princess. Your virtue, or what’s left of it, is still intact.”

She scowls down at me, but when she speaks her voice is soft and filled with doubt. “We didn’t sleep together?”

“Oh, we slept together,” I say as I push myself up and place my bare feet on the floor. “Just not in the way you’re hoping.”

“Oh, get over yourself. Believe it or not, not every woman in the world wants to sleep with you.” 

With sharp movements, she strides toward the stairs. I watch her go for a moment before remembering that I can match her pace now, and then I get up and go after her.

“You’re right. Not every woman in the world wants a piece of me. Although, they’d be crazy not to.” She glowers at me as we reach the top of the stairs, but her eyes betray her as they fall to my bare chest. She wants me just as much as I want her, and when she lifts her gaze back to mine, I wink at her.

Huffing, she picks up her pace.

“But you know what I’ve come to realize?” I ask. Taking two large steps, I reach her bedroom before she does and plant myself in the opening, blocking her entry.

Her expression twists and I can see the rage burning in her eyes. “What?” she snaps. “What is this big revelation?” Again, her gaze drops to my chest, then falls to my abs, then comes back up, sweeping over my arms, which I cross over my chest because it makes the muscles look bigger.

I love her attitude. It’s the right mix of pissed off and intrigued. She can’t resist me and she knows it, and that’s what’s got her all riled up. I can read the truth all over her. I decide to enlighten her.

“What I’ve come to realize is that it doesn’t matter how many women want me, just which woman wants me. And there’s only one woman whose opinion of me matters right now.”

I hold her narrowed gaze until dawning lights in them. For a split second, the little lines around her eyes vanish and I almost think she might smile, but she recovers herself quickly.

“Keywords: right now. I wasn’t born yesterday, Levi, so don’t presume me to be one of your nitwit groupies who can’t tell the difference between the truth and a crappy pickup line.”

With more strength than I would have guessed her to have, Vista places her hands on my chest and shoves. Knocking me off balance, I fall back a couple steps, just enough to give her room to pass.

“So you’re saying I need to work on my technique?”

Gripping the door, she’s practically seething as she stares up at me. “I’m saying you need to find yourself a different practice dummy.” Then she slams the door in my face.

A smile tugs at my lips. Vista has more guts than I realized. No woman has ever turned me down. Up until last night, I thought that was pretty damn awesome. I never understood why some men got off on chasing women around, dating, and buying them things to earn their attention. Now, I’m beginning to appreciate the thrill of the chase. Is that what Vista’s looking for, a guy who will chase her?

Leaning in, I push my face close to the door so I know she’ll hear me. “You know what I think, Vista?” Her silence only spurs me on. “I don’t think you want me to go away. I think you want me to chase you. Well, princess, you’ve got your wish, because you’re the only dummy I want to chase.” 

Something slams against the door and bounces twice on the floor. A shoe? Throwing my head back I belt out a laugh. Damn, she’s a spitfire.

Game on.

ABOUT J.C. VALENTINE

J.C. Valentine is the USA Today and International bestselling author of the Night Calls and Wayward Fighters Series and the Forbidden Trilogy. Her vivid imagination and love of words and romance had her penning her own romance stories from an early age, which, despite being poorly edited and written longhand, she forced friends and family members to read. No, she isn't sorry.

J.C. earned her own happily ever after when she married her high school sweetheart. Living in the Northwest, they have three amazing children and far too many pets and spend much of their free time together enjoying movies or the outdoors. Among the many hats she wears, J.C. is an entrepreneur. Having graduated with honors, she holds a Bachelor's in English and when she isn't writing, you can find her editing for fellow authors.

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