Showing posts with label Erotic Romance. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Erotic Romance. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 18, 2018

Happy #newrelease Day to #TropicalTryst2 #boxedset @RomanceBoxedSet #romance #99cents #ebook #sexyreads

TROPICAL Tryst 2.0
Last summer we took you on a tropical journey
filled with desire and passion.

Now, the time has come to go back.

Join us on a new adventure filled with breathtaking
locations and unforgettable couples.

So, don’t be shy. Come on… it’s time to get tropical!








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Too Hot to Handle by Nicole Morgan
It’s time to feel the heat.

Curves by Liz Gavin
Racing becomes foreplay and they can’t get enough.

Making Waves by Krista Ames
Can a girl’s weekend turn into an unlikely match?

Billionaire Boss by Roxy Sinclair
That contract is my most expensive one yet: her v-card.

Forbidden Boss by Carmen Falcone
Her boss is taking her places she’s never been…

Daytona Devotion by Deelylah Mullin
With sun, sand, and surf as a setting for their vacation, who could help but let romance creep in?

Sweet Home Grand Bahama by Ashlyn Chase
When life hands you lemons, make Whiskey Sours!

Tahita Blue by Shel Stone
On a jewel-like island in the tropics lives an ogre, apparently.

Pull Me Under by Amy L. Gale
How can you drift away once you’re pulled under?

Tempted by Two by Tina Donahue
At a hedonistic resort, her indecent cravings are about to be sated…





Wednesday, March 14, 2018

#BookTour: Moonlight and Magic Daughters of Selene 1 by @RebeccaAiries #Fantasy #PNR






An evil ghost. A mystical warrior. Either way, her heart's in trouble.

Lorelei is searching for the truth. A witch, part Erysi, she needs to discover who the ghost terrorizing the city is, even if it is her grandmother, and stop that spirit before anyone else gets hurt. The treachery she uncovers goes deeper than she ever imagined and leads her to a gorgeous, arrogant, muscled, Erysi warrior who makes her burn with desire.

Quintus needs to get back to his mission after being encased in a spell for years. Helping sexy witch, Lorelei, might help him get that back on track, because her grandmother was probably deeply involved in every part of it. Every time they're together, it's hard to keep his mind on the hunt and off her sweet body. The attraction between them burns out of control.

Lorelei and Quintus' hunt leads them to a plot that could rip apart the lives of innocents. They must work together if they hope to stop the dangerous scheme. Even as she fights at his side, she falls for him. With so much danger around them, she can't risk love or weakness. Maybe after they finish the fight, they can claim the love building between them.


Purchase Links

Books to read universal: https://books2read.com/u/3RokZn


Excerpt – PG 13


Lorelei lifted her hand. A surge rushed through her, the energy rising. It flowed from her palm. Pastel, gold, and silver with streaks of black swirled around the tree.
 The construct of the tree flickered once and then disappeared. She lowered her hand.
A blond haired man stood in its place. He swayed and dropped to the ground in a boneless heap. What the fuck?
Lorelei knelt beside the man. He scrambled back. Branches on a bush cracked as he backed onto it. He managed one more awkward crab walk backward before he collapsed to the ground.
His jeans and blue shirt could have come from anytime in the last twenty years, but the gold and silver energy crackling around him like sparks, that was all Erysi. Wide-eyed and dragging in ragged breaths, he gaped at her. Shit, I scared him.
Lorelei raised her hands. “I’m not here to harm you. We found a missive with the news that you’d disappeared. We thought you might be in this area if the one we suspected did it. You’re safe. No one will hurt you.”
“Not scared.” The man scowled at her. “The last things I remember are being hit with a spell from behind and the cackle of that old witch. I’m on guard. The others. You need to find the others.”
“Normal people call that scared.” Lorelei shook her head. Why wasn’t he getting up? “We know who did it. She’s dead, but unfortunately not gone. How many men came with you? We have three pinpointed. We need to know when to stop looking.”
“Six aside from me.” The man levered up, but collapsed onto his back.
So weak. Had he tried to strike out, sending a massive burst of power out right before Mémère caught him?
“You stay there. I’ll come back for you once we find the other four.” Lorelei glanced at the path and then back to him. The others need to be freed, but will he wander off?
Lorelei shook her head. He’s free and hopefully not an idiot. She eased down the path. The pulse of magic eased.
Let’s see if I can actually find one without touching every damn plant near me. I’ll be lucky if I come out of this without a rash all over my body. She closed her eyes and extended her hands over some plants. Tingles ran over her skin and the hair on her arms stood up. There’s one.
She stepped closer and let her magic free. Silver, gold, pastel, and hints of black flowed over the large plant. The illusion disappeared and the black-haired man fell to the ground. Damn, they’re all weak as babes.
“It’s all right. We’re here to help.” She dug her toe into the dirt. Better not to move forward and freak him out like she had that last man.
The man clawed at the dark, moist earth dragging his body about a foot, before he flopped onto his face. She blew out a breath. What the hell happened to them?
The flare of one more active spot pulled her away. Magic poured from her palms and swirled over the outside of the tree. Pale pink and purple with streaks of black drifted through the silver and gold, countering the spell.
The swirling magic flickered and disappeared. A black-haired man slumped to the ground and rolled onto his back. His hand lifted, but slapped back onto the dirt. He stared through half-closed eyes. Exhausted, but the man was gorgeous. He might be weak, but damn, he filled out that white shirt.


Author Bio

Rebecca Airies has always loved to read. Futuristic, the classics, mystery, horror and of course romance from sweet to extra spicy--the genre doesn’t matter as long as the stories capture her interest and take her on an adventure. She soon discovered a love for writing and characters just waiting to tell their stories. Since that time, writing has become an obsession.
Rebecca lives in Abilene, Texas. She loves the outdoors, growing things, and working on crafts when she’s not lost in the worlds of her characters.


Author Links

Website/Blog:  www.rebeccaairies.net/
My New Release Newsletter: http://eepurl.com/bRE0V9

Monday, February 13, 2017

Find out why Sex is the Best Medicine - @KathleenGrieve #Hot #Sexy #Romance


When adventurous and sexy becomes the most thrilling dare of all...
Conservative psychiatrist, Grant Anderson plays by the rules, believing he's in complete control of his own deep, dark compulsions. Just on the brink of making a life-altering decision, a minor accident lands him in the emergency room. Encountering the irresistible and outrageous Kate Sumner changes everything for the stuffy psychiatrist. Suddenly, the fun-loving, adventure-seeking nurse tempts Grant in ways he's never known, daring him to forgo all inhibitions and expectations. Will the doctor learn that pleasure is the world's best medicine?


Buy link: 

https://www.amazon.com/Sex-Best-Medicine-Contemporary-Medical-ebook/dp/B01N7N0B25/


Fun Author Interview

Who I am I’m a mom, a grandma, wife, nurse, writer, and amateur cake baker.

What genres I write in Contemporary, Medical, Paranormal

Favorite genres to read All… I just love to read

Favorite TV shows Right now I’m on a Food Network binge… Chopped, Chopped junior, and Kids Baking Championship

Last movie I saw on the big screen Rogue One

What’s on my Netflix list (to be watched) I’m not sure what’s on there. I haven’t actually watched Netflix for a while.

Coffee or Tea Tea

Chocolate or Caramel chocolate

Apple Cider or Pumpkin Spice apple cider

Rock N Roll or Country  OMG! I have to choose one? I can’t! LOL I love both!

Lumberjack or Police Officer Lumberjack

Tropical Island or Winter Cabin tropical island


Abut Kathleen: 


Full time nurse, amateur cake baker, writer, and zombie obsessed, Kathleen draws a lot from the real-life medical drama she experiences as a RN for her novels. Writing romance is a creative outlet where she can effectively deal with the daily stress and sorrow, adding levity and humor to situations that provide a happily ever after when there isn't one. She has recently discovered the fantastic world of air ambulance after 20+ years of working critical care in the hospital and relishes her role as a flight nurse!
 

Social Links: 


Twitter @KathleenGrieve






Facebook













BookBub Profile: https://www.bookbub.com/authors/kathleen-grieve






Sex Best Medicine Tour Schedule



2/10

Sensuous Promos 

2/10
Nic’s Book Nook 

2/11
Nicki Day 

2/11
Colleen S. Myers 

2/12
Get Cozy 

2/12
The Book Pub 

2/13
Darkest Cravings 

2/13
Nicole Morgan 

2/14
All My Book Finds 

2/14
Taylor Brooks 

Tuesday, January 24, 2017

Comment to win with @ParisBrandon's HIS TO PROTECT (Black Hills Wolves Book 63) Book Tour




A resentful pack, a suspicious alpha and a looming threat…
After ten long years, desperation has forced Luna Sinclair back to Los Lobos, but nothing in her experience has prepared her for the heat that Pack Protector Gunnar Redmond unleashes. Her wolf is clawing to break free and run straight for the hulking beast; but what wolf in his right mind would want to be tied to her family tree? 
Not everyone is happy about welcoming the daughter of one of the old alpha’s henchmen home.
Old wounds and secrets are exposed and, to make matters worse, Drew Tao, the new alpha, has reason to suspect she might have revealed the pack’s most closely guarded secret when she escaped the crazed survivalist who had been keeping her prisoner. 
None of that matters to Gunnar.
He’s known Luna was his mate since finding her naked and shivering on pack land, and he’ll do anything to keep her. With their wolves clawing to mate and danger closing in, anyone who wants to hurt her will have to go through him first.


A member of Romance Writers of America and published since 2009, Paris writes contemporary, paranormal, erotic and historical romance, throwing a little mystery and suspense in for good measure. She considers herself a hybrid author. Currently published with Decadent Publishing and self-publishing her own titles, she likes nothing better than a story that contains a little mystery and a lot of romance. 

When not dreaming up stories featuring heroes who aren’t intimidated by strong heroines, she can be found haunting antique and thrift stores for unique finds, or searching for heirloom seeds for yet another new flower garden.



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Excerpt  PG 13:

Gunnar Redmond’s blood still raced from his morning run, and the female’s musky scent hit him doubly hard. The haggard white wolf had been running in a straight line since she’d hit the perimeter a few minutes ago. Nothing ran that hard unless something chased it, and he didn’t see or smell anything following her. Too soon to call a warning for something he could probably handle himself, the pack protector kept well behind his quarry. The third time she stumbled, his wolf reached for her, nearly stopping him in his tracks.
The urge to catch her before she fell surprised him. He breathed in her scent once more, finding her human nature had become much stronger and stank of a fear so fierce it permeated the crisp autumn air. She’d transformed. The scent grew stronger. His quarry had stopped, perhaps to get her bearings.
Every wolf in Los Lobos knew the location of the pack land boundaries.
She was obviously lost and confused.
Downwind and hidden by a small stand of trees, Gunnar crouched on the crest of a small hill. Naked and filthy, twigs and leaves riddled her tangled mess of dark hair that reached past her shoulders. Mud streaked her bare arms and legs. Her thin flanks trembled as she rubbed her hands up and down her arms and looked around. She might not be very tall, but her obvious curves left no doubt she was all woman.
His wolf whined.
 If he waited any longer, his wolf was going to behave inappropriately. Knocking her down so he could clean her and show his obvious interest probably wouldn’t win him any points. He stood and unbuttoned his shirt as he walked down the short incline.
The wind shifted, and she lifted her nose, turned, and froze. Her dark eyes widened, and he scented the fear she tried to hide. His size intimidated most, but her gaze had locked on his fingers, still working his shirt buttons free, and it occurred to him what the situation must look like.
Nice going, dumbass.
He let his arms drop and sighed. “Did you know you were trespassing?”
Her shoulders slumped. She stared at him a moment, and her mouth worked in a silent effort that seemed to frustrate her. Finally, her words tumbled like so much static from a radio. “Am I in Los Lobos?”
Gunnar nodded, and a shaky smile quirked one corner of her mouth.
“My name is Luna Sinclair, and I beg sanctuary.”




Author’s Social Media links         





Tour Schedule



1/20
Sensuous Promos 

1/21
The Book Pub 

1/23
Darkest Cravings 

1/24
Nicole Morgan 

1/25
All My Book Finds 

1/26
Taylor Brooks 

1/27
Nic’s Book Nook 

1/28
Nicki Day 

1/30
Colleen S. Myers 

1/31
Get Cozy 
1/31
Nikki Noffsinger

2/1
Bound by Passion

2/1
Kelsie Belle 

2/2
Krista Ames


CONTEST INFORMATION: 
One reader that comments will win their choice of one of Paris'  backlist titles.
Choose from her 2 erotic romance titles (one paranormal, one contemporary) 
and a non-erotic, WW2 paranormal romance that's included in the Entice Me boxed set

At the end of the tour one lucky winner will receive a copy of
HIS TO PROTECT