Friday, March 10, 2017

@SamyahLeighton has a #coverreveal for #eroticromance 'Condemned'

CONDEMNED Pt 1
Redemption Series, book 3
by Samyah Leighton

Genre: Erotic Romance

It’s said the truth shall set you free…but does it really?

Only hours after marrying Skylar, Jackson is placed under arrest and is being extradited back to Massachusetts to face the charges against him. His arrest goes viral and the internet gets flooded with rumors and theories about who his victim could be.

With DNA evidence on her side ambitious prosecutor, Adrianne Washington, is offering no deals and is ready to proceed to trial. However, her rush to judgment may have less to do with facts and more to do with a personal vendetta.

Unforeseen problems lurk around every corner and the newly married couple find themselves being tested in ways they never imagined. With the world falling apart around them, Jackson and Skylar are determined to keep their family together. Yet will all their efforts be in vain? Is the damaged that’s been done to their lives beyond repair? Does the truth really set you free or are there some secrets that should stay buried?



“Place your hands on the counter, spread your legs, and don’t move,” says the detective on my left. He goes about patting me down. I don’t know what he expects to find; they already did this to me before we got on the plane.

“Stand up,” Detective Simon says.

I almost laugh at the coincidence of his name and my situation.

Simon says take off your shoes and pull out the laces.

Simon says take off your belt and bowtie.

Simon says take off your watch, wedding band, and hand over your wallet.

Glaring at him, I comply. I do everything he demands. I get the sense he likes this part of his job—brandishing the power lent to him by the state over the people.

“Go with Detective Raleigh and he’ll get you processed,” says Simon.

I look him up and down before following Raleigh a little way away to a corner of the station. Here sits a table with a computer, scanner, and a camera. We stand in front of the computer as he enters my information. When he’s done, he places my right hand on the scanner and it captures my print. We do the same with my other hand. Next, I stand against the wall in front of the height chart and that’s when everything becomes surreal.

I can’t believe I’ve actually been arrested. My freedom, which up until now I’ve considered a God-given right, has been demoted to a privilege and now lies in the hands of people who don’t know the first thing about me. Raleigh takes a frontal shot of me then tells me to turn to my right. I take in a sharp breath as I turn and an unnerving nausea settles in the pit of my stomach.

Author Bio: Samyah Leighton is a wife and mother of four. She's always had a passion for writing and storytelling. She loves to read. Romance and erotica are her favorite genres. Samyah loves all kinds of animals and movies and music. She loves to cook and bake and window shop. She finds beauty in all types of love. For the most part Samyah enjoys the simple things in life.



DECEIVED

A lie tore them apart… A truth will bring them back together.

Fifteen years ago Jackson Delaney met Skylar Deveraux. It was love at first sight. He adored her. He trusted her. And she betrayed him. Breaking things off, he left her behind and never expected to see her again.

Heartbroken and angry, Jackson forced himself to move on with his life but not before swearing off committed relationships forever. Love had made a fool of him once, he swore never to let it happen again. After graduating from college he got drafted into the NFL.

With the help of time Jackson was able to put the past behind him. Now at thirty-six-years-old he believes he’s living his dream. He’s rich, famous and a celebrated NFL quarterback who can have anyone woman he sets his sights on. His life is perfect until the death of his brother and sister-in-law unearths some devastating secrets from the past that forces him to question everything he thought he knew about his life.

All of the people who were supposed to love him are involved in some duplicitous schemes to conceal the truth from him and Skylar is at the center of the biggest scheme of them all. Now he must find Skylar to get the truth from her.

How will he handling seeing her again after all this time? Will the extreme passion they once shared still burn hot between them? And if so, can he ever forgive her deceptions and be able to reclaim the only woman he has ever loved?


REVEALED

Skylar's ex-husband Chris has discovered her secrets and is using them against her to get what he wants. And what he wants is her. Believing she’s the only woman for him, Chris is desperate to prove to Skylar that he’s the only man for her. He wants his wife back at all cost and he’s willing to do anything to keep her. Even blackmailing her into another marriage.

Skylar is desperate to protect Jackson and Sutton from the truth coming out so she agreed to return to L.A. with Chris. However, she’s struggling with her decision to leave her family behind and is hell bent on getting back to them. She tries her best to stay on Chris’ good side until she can find some leverage to free herself but when Chris sets the date for their wedding it kicks Skylar's quest for freedom into overdrive.

Jackson and Sutton are confused and hurt by Skylar's unexpected departure. Sutton is very suspicious and has doubts about the nature of her mother’s sudden absence but not Jackson. He believes Skylar willingly left them and he’s furious. Skylar's abandonment devastates Jackson and pushes him into the arms of an unlikely companion.

Will Skylar find a way back to her family before Chris get what he wants? Or will there be a wedding in Skylar's immediate future?




Samyah Leighton is a loving wife and mother of four. She's always had a passion for writing and storytelling. She loves to read. Romance and erotica are her favorites genre. Samyah loves all kinds of animals and movies and music. She loves to cook and bake and window shop. She finds beauty in all types of love. For the most part Samyah enjoys the simple things in life.


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Thursday, March 9, 2017

The Night Gardener #newrelease #MMromance #teaser for release day from @parr_books


Architect, Dane Lovell takes an off-season vacation in an old New England mansion, hoping to ease his broken heart, and spark his imagination. Impressed by the pretty gardens, he’s surprised by the sinister atmosphere of the river than winds through the estate. Dane settles down to his vacation and tries to immerse himself in his drawings. One night, the sound of the back door smashing open in the wind and rain shocks Dane from his work.
Spooky, gorgeous, and enigmatic Zachary Yarrow has brought logs for the fire.
He’s the estate gardener and brings with him not just passion and a love affair for Dane, but a strange, spine-tingling mystery.

Who is Zachary, and what will happen when Dane finds out?
Read a teaser
A tingle went down Dane’s spine. “Zachary, do you spend the entire off-season here—gardening, I mean?”
Zachary grinned. “Every night.”
The words were out of Dane’s mouth before he knew it. “I’m here for eight weeks, alone. You can stay here … if you want, instead of finding a hotel or other accommodations.” He cringed just a little. Did I sound needy?
Zachary’s eyes sparkled with happiness at the offer. He smiled and leaned over to place a hand on Dane’s arm. “Thank you, I do want to. I’d love to. No one’s actually offered before.”
A question popped into Dane’s mind, but he couldn’t quite form it. He knew there was something strange about Zachary’s statement, but pushed it away under a spell of attraction to the handsome man.
Copyright E.D.Parr 2017 Evernight Publishing 
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Wednesday, March 8, 2017

Guest author E.D.Parr has a #coverreveal on the #blog for tomorrow's #MMromance release The Night Gardener

Architect, Dane Lovell takes an off-season vacation in an old New England mansion, hoping to ease his broken heart, and spark his imagination. Impressed by the pretty gardens, he’s surprised by the sinister atmosphere of the river than winds through the estate. Dane settles down to his vacation and tries to immerse himself in his drawings. One night, the sound of the back door smashing open in the wind and rain shocks Dane from his work.
Spooky, gorgeous, and enigmatic Zachary Yarrow has brought logs for the fire.
He’s the estate gardener and brings with him not just passion and a love affair for Dane, but a strange, spine-tingling mystery.
Who is Zachary, and what will happen when Dane finds out?

Releasing Thursday March 9, tomorrow from E.D.Parr and Evernight Publishing 

Read the tease:

Janice Montgomery handed her husband, Jackson, a beer.

He took it with a grateful smile. “Thanks, sweetheart.” He sat heavily in his armchair and brought his feet up onto the footstool. “It’ll be great to get away. Have you packed?”

She came to sit on the arm of the chair and ran her fingers into his hair, taking it back from his forehead. She planted a kiss there. “I have. Have you finished work? Can we make an early start?”

Jackson caught her hand and kissed her palm. “All done. Let’s leave around six. We’ll miss the business traffic if we get out the other side of town before seven.”

A small frown put a crease between her eyes. “Jackson … have you mentioned Zachary to the guy leasing the cottage?”

Jackson pursed his lips. “Dane Lovell’s the guy’s name, and no I, er, I forgot.”

Janice stood. “I don’t think you forgot. I think you chickened out. Dinner’s ready. I’ll dish up.”

Jackson gazed after her. He heaved a sigh. Zachary…
Copyright E.D.Parr 2017 Evernight Publishing 

From guest author @LA_Dragoni #PNR and a #giveaway


Ghost Touch
by LA Dragoni

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GENRE: Paranormal Romance

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BLURB:

For fifteen minutes each night a portal opens in Tamara’s barn and a horde of ghosts spills into her yard. She and Dex work together to find a way to help Cal and the thousands of spirits stuck in the void to cross over. When she learns she has the ghost touch—the ability to touch the ghosts as if they were corporeal—and she accidentally helps a little boy cross, she believes it might be possible. But not all the spirits play nice and when they learn they can sip energy from her ghost touch, they become greedy putting her life at risk.

Each time Cal has to pull her from the mass of ghosts, her touch restores him more and more until he is at danger of being stuck on earth—forever, which is very enticing to Tamara the better she knows him. Will she and Dex figure out how to help the spirits cross and if they do, will she be able to let Cal go?


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Excerpt


The knot of ghosts hissed and shrieked as they chased her. Seeing they’d already changed direction, she dug her fingers into the grass to pull herself away from them. Her legs were as shaky as a newborn foal and even crawling was too much effort. Ruff stood next to her, barking, but she knew he’d have no effect. He couldn’t even touch the ghouls.

Then they were on her. Petting and pulling, stroking and grabbing at her arms, legs, clothes, hair. Their chatter became excited, reminding her of a pack of hyenas. She buried her head under her arms wishing…praying they’d go away.

“Get off her!”

Was that Cal? Tamara raised her head as much as she could, but was still buried in spirits. She got a glance at a familiar face before the writhing group closed in again. Was that the drowned ghost? She looked less bloated.

“Leave her. This will not help. Get away.”

Slowly the weight lifted from her until she felt only one pair of hands grasping her upper arms. Gentle and caring, not demanding.

“Cal,” she croaked, struggling to raise her head and open her eyes.

“Come on, Tamara. You need to get up.”

Her eyelids were so heavy. She couldn’t hold them open. Couldn’t make her neck cooperate so she could look at Cal.

“Tamara, you need to move him. I can’t touch him.”

“Let go of me Cal. You’re making it worse. I think.” Even speaking drained her of energy. It took all she had just to force the words out, but when Cal let go of her, she felt a difference immediately. It was as if her strength no longer leaked out of her extremities. Unfortunately her tank didn’t seem to be refilling very fast. “I…it’s…it’s better. Give me a minute.”


“We don’t really have a minute, Tamara.”





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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

LA Dragoni isn’t too particular about who falls in love or where they fall in love. She simply considers it her job to capture the story about their love. Whether it’s paranormal, mythical, or time travel, LA will be there to divine their story for you. She lives in Central Oregon with her husband and children, but haunts ghost towns and cemeteries up and down the west, in search of the next adventure to sift through her storytelling brain.

Follow LA on Facebook https://www.facebook.com/ladragoni/and


Subscribe to her mailing list  http://eepurl.com/czuyuP

and learn more about LA and her work at www.ladragoni.com

Available in ebook, and audiobook from Amazon, http://amzn.to/1G7ZpC4





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Tuesday, March 7, 2017

Sizzle with #MMromance from @HKCarlton and @eXtasybooks

An attending physician tutors his intern in more than just medicine...

Adrenaline Lust
by
H K Carlton




Blurb:
Follow intern Blaine Sproles as he navigates his fellowship in the emergency department of a busy hospital.
After a particularly gruesome trauma, Blaine and attending physician, Doctor Kin Jerome, find themselves in a post-adrenaline fueled tryst. A surprise encounter that leaves Blaine questioning not only his impetuous behavior but also his sexual orientation.
Though the more experienced Dr. Jerome sloughs it off as nothing more than adrenaline lust, a spontaneous burst of hormones after a traumatic experience, Blaine is not convinced and can’t stop thinking about it or the handsome older physician.
Working so closely, the normally heterosexual men explore an intimate relationship built on mutual respect, caring and smoldering attraction. But it’s uncharted territory for both men.
Can it truly last? Or will it fizzle out just as quickly as it began, proving, the original hypothesis, that adrenaline lust is nothing more than a flash of hormonal desire without the need of emotional attachment or longevity?
Publisher Note: gay-for-you, just-for-now, erotica


Excerpt:

Blaine sat in the quiet cafeteria, with large textbooks set out all over the long banquet style table.

Absently, he shoved a French fry dripping with gravy into his mouth as he read the same passage for the second time.

Unexpectedly, someone reached over his shoulder and snagged a limp fry from the Styrofoam container.

“What’s all this, Sproles?”

It was the first time he and Dr. Jerome had been on the same rotation since the incident in the locker room. His body reacted the moment he recognized the deep voice behind him. Snippets of their encounter in the shower flitted through his mind, as it had sporadically ever since it’d happened. Especially when he tried to sleep. Stupidly, he’d thought it would be the excessive blood he wouldn’t be able to erase, but instead he couldn’t seem to get Dr. Jerome out of his mind. And every time he relived it, he sported a massive boner and had no choice but to relieve it. If he kept it up, at this rate, he’d contract Carpal Tunnel.

But his biggest fear was that what happened would change their dynamic and the ease with which they worked together.

He looked up to find Kin standing over him chowing down on his dinner.

Blaine had to take a deep breath before he could answer. “Uhh, you know, I’m trying to decide on a topic for the dreaded culminating thesis. My proposal is due in a month.”

With easy-going confidence, the attending spun one of the chairs around backward, then straddled the seat. “So what have you narrowed it down to?”

“Stem ce...”

“Overdone,” Kin cut him off before he could finish. He even had the audacity to shut the book and push it away before peering at the next open journal. “What else ya got?”

“If you’d let me finish my thought...”

“Oh, you are gonna make a good ER doc.” Kin grinned as he pinched another chip.

“... stem cells and regenerative vascular medicine.”

“Okay.” Slowly, he nodded. “What else?” he asked sternly.

“Well, as you can see,” Blaine gestured over the pages. “The chronic complications of arteriovenous fistulas for hemodialysis.”

“I sense a theme here, Dr. Sproles.”

“Yeah, I guess.”

Kin squinted. “Are you thinking of changing your specialty?”

Noncommittally, he rolled his shoulder.

“Our recent trauma victim really got to you, huh?” The creases around Kin’s eyes deepened.

“I can’t stop thinking about it.”

The handsome physician averted his gaze and stared at the tabletop. “Yeah, me too,” he answered softly, giving Blaine the distinct impression it wasn’t only the medical aspect of the case he’d been mulling over. Something else they had in common.

It took Blaine another second to gather his thoughts. All he could think about was the ER doc’s skilled hand firmly and skillfully bringing him to climax. He placed his arm in his lap to cover yet another burgeoning erection.

“Uhh,” he started shakily. “Or ya know, I could disprove the psychology behind adrenaline lust,” he blurted what was really on his mind.

Slowly, Kin raised his slate blue gaze. For a suspended moment, they shared a pointed stare. The corner of Kin’s generous mouth curved, but only the one side. It wasn’t quite a smile, more amusement than anything.

“Good luck with that.”

“You really believe that, don’t you?” Blaine watched him carefully.

“Sure. We see it all the time. Sometimes it’s victims falling for first responders. Others it’s two victims who turn to one another for comfort after surviving some catastrophic event they’ve endured. Sometimes it’s doctors and nurses or paramedics. Cops. Fireman. It’s a trauma bond. It’s what happened to us the other night. I call it adrenaline lust.
Others call it post-traumatic sex. It happens, Sproles. It’s a stress reliever, a release. Like any other. It’s a base human response.”

He stood and turned the chair back around, sliding it in up tight to the table. “But it’s also something the administration would rather not acknowledge exists. They’d never approve the submission.”

He turned to leave, but not before Blaine noted the unmistakable bulge in his standard blue emergency room scrubs.

“Yeah, a base human response,” he repeated under his breath. And they were both still boned up over it.

Before Kin reached the exit, Blaine called, “Hey, what was your final thesis, anyway?”

The side of Kin’s mouth stretched. “Stem cells, of course.”

Blaine rolled his eyes as Kin disappeared down the corridor.


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