Angels In Leather Cover Reveal- 1/15/14

Title: Angels in Leather

Author: Bella Jewel

Expected Release Date: February 15, 2014

Model: Miles Logan

Photographer: Jennifer Tanner Photography

 

Synopsis

A girl on the run.

Her father gave her one task before he died. To deliver a package. Now she has the baddest biker in the state after her. He wants what she's got. Secrets in both the past and the present threaten to destroy what she is working so hard for. He threatens to ruin her heart. Two worlds will collide to make something explosive.

 

Chapter 1

Unedited and subject to change.   You can run but you can’t hide, I know what lies deep inside.   I lower my glasses and rush across the road, head down, hoodie covering my head and face. A small woman standing outside of the door, watches at me as I dart around behind the gas station, backpack tightly wrapped around my shoulders, clipped at the front. My sneakers are worn, and they squeak on the pavement as I scurry into the ladies toilets. I rush into the small, crappy room, kicking in the doors, and when I realize it’s empty, I lower my hood. My long blonde hair tumbles out when I remove the cap from my head that was sitting firmly under my hoodie. It’s my usual look these days. Jeans, sneakers, singlet top, hoodie and a cap. It’s the easiest look to disguise who I am when I’m forced to get out in public. I lower my face, and turn on the tap, filling my hands with water and splashing it on my skin. I close my eyes, letting the cool feeling calm my nervous, frightened body. They’ve found me. It’s only the third time Axel Wraithe has managed to catch up with me in just over a year, which isn’t bad considering he’s got sources and I don’t. He’s the President of the MC club Angel’s In Leather, and he’s been chasing me since the moment my father sent me running with a case containing information on USB Drives. I’ve never plugged the drives in to see what’s on them. Whatever is, though, I imagine is extremely important. They wouldn’t be chasing me like this, if it wasn’t important. Axel wouldn’t have let his men kill my father if it wasn’t something he needed. Would he? I still don’t know what went down that day, all I know is that whatever my father has in this case, Axel wants. Axel and my father used to be best friends, until my father started up his MC club Joker’s Runners, and they had a falling out. They became sworn enemies, and were constantly at war, but more often then not, it was kept at a certain limit. Then that one day, it went over. I found out after I started running that the Angel’s In Leather took out the Joker’s Runners in a war that stopped the entire town just after my father died. They were looking for the case. The case I’ve been running with for just over a year. The case that’s clearly been more important than anything else that’s come up in that time, because Axel hasn’t stopped looking for me. Which means I haven’t rested. There have been times I’ve wanted to just give in and let him take it from me, but then I think of my father’s face the day he died in the front of our SUV, and the desperation when he made me promise to run, and deliver this case. If I let him down…I’ll never live happily. This is my mission, and sadly, it’s become my life. I don’t have anything else. Without this…I’m nothing. I have nothing…no one. I am struggling to find this Raide fellow, without recoursces, it’s very hard to locate him, and until I do I can’t stop. So here I am, in a women’s bathroom, trying to calm myself down and figure out a way to escape Axel a third time around. He’s not an easy man to escape. He’s a god damned genius and he’s managing to get closer and closer to me no matter what I do. I have to think of something new. Maybe I’ll cut all my hair off and dye it red, or purple, something crazy. I pat my face dry with my sleeve, and stare in the mirror at the empty blue eyes looking back at me. Most girls my age would be out partying, being in love, enjoying their life, their jobs, their friends….but me, I’m running, living a criminal life that I never chose. On the rare days I get where I manage to relax, I find myself imagining what it would be like to just be normal. I shake my head. It’s never going to happen. I hear the distinct rumble of Harley Davidson’s outside, and I know they’ve stopped. I feel my palms become clammy, and my heart speeds up. I have to get out of here and into the trees behind the gas station. They’re thick and lush, and I can run for miles through them. The problem is getting out. This was the closest place I could find to gather myself, and it took Axel a matter of minutes to locate me. It’s never a coincidence with him. Never. I swallow, and lift my hair up onto the top of my head again, tucking it under my cap. I pull my hoodie back over and grip the straps that are sitting around my waist. My bag is strapped on as good as I can get it, because I don’t want it to be taken from me. If it gets taken, then all this has been a waste of time for me…and my father. I pull my sunglasses down over my eyes, and I peer out the window. And there he is. I feel my body tingle with fear as I lay my eyes on Axel. He’s standing out the front of the gas station, speaking to the young woman, flashing a photo at her. I know it’s a photo of me. She nods, and points to the bathrooms. God dammit. Axel lifts his head, and his eyes turn in my direction. I gasp. The years…they’ve been kind to him. The last few times he got close to me, it wasn’t close enough for me to get a good look at him. To see how the years have changed his face. Axel Wraithe is a gorgeous man, he always has been, but he’s got a heart of steel. I remember as a little girl, in the years before he and my father had a falling out, I used to think he was one of the most handsome men I’d ever met. He was just a young man back then, but he had the kind of face that women would drool over. Now…now he’s older, and more defined, and even more breathtaking. He has this thick black hair that sits messily on his head. His body is huge, tall and well built, yet unlike most bikers, not covered in tattoos. He has a few, but not many. His shoulder’s put most body builders to shame. His eyes are the color of turquoise water, and are the prettiest eyes I’ve ever seen. He’s got a few days growth of stubble on his face, and his ears are filled with silver hoops. His body is covered in all black clothes. Large, chunky black boots. Black jeans. A black shirt covered with his black jacket, with, what I know, has a large angel surrounded in fire on the back. Their club’s patch. He wears chains around his neck and leather bands around his wrists, hanging off his jeans, he has silver chains, topping off his look. Axel is about forty years old, and while he was my father’s best friend, he was ten years younger than him. They met a few years after my parents had me. I know my father helped him out of some bad things, and felt a connection to him. Things went well right up until I was about ten, and that’s when my father created his club and he and Axel had a massive falling out. I never saw Axel again…until the night he saved my life. Now, he’s standing, staring at the bathroom’s, a small, deadly smirk on his face. Sweat trickles down my face as I turn, peering around the bathroom for an escape. There’s a small, narrow window above the far toilet. It’s not locked, and I could squeeze out of it with enough effort. I glance back out the window and see Axel still staring at the bathroom, nodding to the lady as she speaks. I have minutes. My adrenalin spikes as I rush towards the toilet. I peer up at the window, and use the toilet and basin to launch myself upwards. I take hold of the window sill and use my free hand to rattle the window. It’s rusty, but it dislodges itself easily enough. I shove it out, and it lands with a crash on the ground. My heart begins to hammer. I unclip my backpack, there’s no way I can get through with it on my back. I peer out the window, and when I see it’s clear, I shove the bag through and let it drop down onto the ground. That’s when I hear the rattling on the toilet’s main door. My heart lurches and I feel my jaw begin to tremble. “Meadow, you didn’t honestly think you could hide in a toilet, did you?” Axel’s voice has me freezing, but only for a split second. I’ve been running long enough now to know how to keep myself from freezing for long enough to cause a problem. I lift my leg up and try to be as quiet as possible as I jump three times, and shove my body through the small gap. I lose my balance when I push through too hard, and land on the dirt the other side with a thump. I roll, gripping my bag and throwing it on quickly, before leaping to my feet. And there he is. I scream and leap backwards as he appears around the side of the building. Up close, he’s powerful, huge and dominating. He has a tattoo of a bird on his neck, and it seems to be staring at me, taunting me. I lift my eyes to meet his, and I gasp softly. Beauty, it just doesn’t cover what he is. He can’t be classed as beautiful. There is only one word I could ever use to describe him, and that is…devastating. “Hello Cricket,” he purrs, using a nickname for me that he used to use when I was a little girl. “Long time, no see.” I swallow, and grip my backpack. “Axel.” He smiles, showing me a row of perfect, white teeth. Two dimples appear in his cheeks. “And here I was thinking you’d forgotten about me, I mean, you’ve been running for me now for…what has it been, Cricket? Over a year?” “One year, three months and six days,” I whisper, shuffling backwards. He chuckles. “And you know I was going to catch up to you eventually, so we could have avoided all this if you had just given me what I wanted back then.” I don’t say anything, I just grip my backpack straps tighter, and let my eyes dart around behind my sunglasses to look for a way out. I see a thick mass of trees behind him, probably about fifty meters. If I could get to them, I could hide myself…I also see a pile of rusty metal poles in the corner, leaning against the wall. I turn my body slightly toward them, and begin very slowly backing up. Axel steps forward, suddenly gripping the side of my face. His other hand grips my backpack. I snarl and shove, pushing hard enough to get him to let go. He stands back with a smirk. “Don’t touch me!” I hiss. His smirk widens. “Nice disguise you have there, but you know, when you live in a disguise, people start looking for it. Should have changed it, Cricket.” “Don’t call me that,” I growl, gripping the straps on my backpack even tighter. “Take off your hoodie, Meadow,” he rasps. “Let me see you. Let me see the girl who has fucked my life up for the past year. It’s been so long, hasn’t it? Last time I saw those baby blue eyes, you were jumpin’ off a bridge tryin’ to end your life.” I flinch and anger builds in my chest. I let go of my backpack and grip my sunglasses and I pull them off, then I lower my hoodie and rip my cap off. I want him to see me. I want him to look into my eyes and see the determination there. He won’t beat me, it doesn’t matter how hard he tries – I’ll try harder. I lift my face and I stare him right in the eyes. And it’s because of that, I notice his reaction. His body flinches, only just barely, and his eyes widen. He hasn’t seen me since that awful night. Our interaction after that, was done with me being fully covered. I stand on trembling legs as he takes me in, letting his eyes move over my body. I notice when he narrows his eyes, that he has small lines beside his eyes, the only indication of his age. “Well fuck me, Cricket. You grew up and became a knock out, and here you are, wastin’ it by runnin’ when all you have to do, is give me what I want and you can go on your way. Wouldn’t it be nice to be a normal girl?” “Do you think I’m stupid?” I say, trying to stop my voice from trembling. He glares at me. “You are fuckin’ stupid, because you’ve been wastin’ your time running for me for the past year.” “And I’ll continue running from you, Axel. I won’t stop. And if you think I’m going to fall for your promises of freedom for me if I hand over the goods, then you know nothing about me. I’ve lived with bikers before, remember? I’ve seen the promises made. You’ll not get your hands on me…” His eyes harden and he takes a step forward. I brace myself to run. “Is that so? Funny, because you’re the one trapped against a toilet wall with no where to go.” “Again,” I whisper, reaching around behind me and gripping the long metal poles I’ve been edging closer to. “You don’t know me, if you knew me, you’d know that I know what I’m doing by now, and no one traps me against a wall.” I swing the pole. His body moves to block it, but it hits his hands so hard he goes reeling back with a roar. I swing it again, connecting with his kneecaps. When he drops to the ground, I run. It’s one thing I do know how to do. I put my head down, my arms by my side and I run as fast as I can move. I hear Axel’s bellow, and I know he’s calling for his men. I have seconds. I hit the trees just as I hear the shouts beginning to grow louder behind me. I skid to my left, running through a narrow set of tall trees, in an attempt to get into the thicker shrubs. My sneakers crunch, and I know there’s no way I can pull this off quietly, but I will pull it off. I hear the sounds of boots crunching in the distance, and I have no doubt Axel has his entire group of men spreading out to chase me. My adrenalin spikes, and I pick up my face, ignoring the sweat pouring down my face, or the branches scratching into my skin. I won’t let him beat me now, not after everything I’ve fought for. I pick up my pace when I come to a clearing, running hard and fast. It’s never good to be caught in a clearing, I’ve learned that. I put my head down, and run as hard as I can. I can hardly breathe through my panting, it’s so intense. The sweat begins to fill my eyes and it burns. I blink rapidly, lifting my hand to swipe it quickly across, trying to remove some of it. It only makes it worse. “Stop, Meadow, do yourself a favor!” Axel bellows. I look over my shoulder to see him and six other men running towards me. My adrenalin spikes and I focus my attention in front of me. The only thing I can see is a large river off what looks like a small ledge. My heart skitters. Can I jump off that? “Stop now and I’ll make it easier for you.” I don’t have a choice. I have to jump. I run to the edge, and skid to a stop as I look down at the flowing water. My entire body stiffens and my breath hitches. Memories of that night on the bridge flash through my mind. My skin begins to prickle, and it becomes even harder to breathe. It’s not the same, you can swim now and the water is nice, clear and safe. You won’t die. You just have to get over the other side. “She won’t jump,” I hear Axel yell. “Hurry it up!” someone else bellows. I hear the sound of boots crunching coming closer. God, if they get hold of me now, all this has been for nothing. I stare down at the water, and goosebumps break out over my skin. I can’t breathe, I can hardly concentrate. I know they’ll get me any moment. I close my eyes, taking a deep breath. “Promise me, Meadow…” My father’s words spring back into my mind and I know I have to do this. So, without opening my eyes, I jump. It happens in what feels like slow motion, my entire body plummets to the water below. I hit it flat on my stomach, knocking the wind out of me. I sink quickly, even though I can swim now, the panic has my body stiffening in fear. I begin to struggle. My backpack is too heavy. I shake my head from side to side, keeping my mouth clamped shut, kicking my legs as hard as I can. I feel a set of hard arms go around me, and I sieze. I’m slowly being pulled to the surface, on that surface I’ll be taken somewhere I don’t want to go. At the realization of that, I start kicking harder, until I hit the person holding me. When I surface, I gasp a breath of air in, and I kick hard towards the other side. I hear Axel’s crackled voice sound out behind me. “Stop fuckin’ running Cricket, we’re not going to keep doing this.” Oh yes we are. I kick harder, using everything inside me to get to the other side. I reach the bank and launch myself up, gripping the sides with my hands. I’m about to pull my body up, when those arms go around me again and yank me back down. With a scream, I go crashing back into the water. Axel has me, and he spins my body around so I’m facing him. Up close I can see his eyes, and I hate that he makes my heart flutter. I’m supposed to hate him. “Quit this fuckin’ bullshit and just give in.” “No,” I growl, shoving at his chest. “I won’t play this game with you any longer, Cricket. If I have to, I will hurt you.” I lean in close. “Does it look like I care?” He growls and pins me tighter against his body. When I’m this close to him, and my body is pressing against his, I can feel every part of him. His powerful form is twice the size of mine, and a good solid foot taller. His arms tighten around me, and I know I have to think quickly. I stare up at him, meeting those devastating eyes. “Please,” I whisper. “Don’t do this to me.” His eyes soften a touch, but only a touch. “Then give me what I want.” I’m playing, only he doesn’t know it. “I cared about you Axel, can’t you just remember that and let me go. Remember how once, you cared for me too.” He shakes his head. “Nice try, Cricket. It ain’t gonna work.” I let my eyes fill with fake tears. “He was all I had left and you took him from me, now you’re going to take the last of him and leave me with what?” He narrows his gaze. “You’ll find a way, that’s what strong people do.” “No, Axel, that’s what you would do. I’m not you.” “Girl I knew wouldn’t have a problem being that strong.” “I’m not the girl you once knew, I grew up, Axel. Or hadn’t you noticed?” I press myself harder against him and he growls. I want to lean up and kiss him, I can smell his masculine scent and it’s killing me that it’s affecting my control. I realize I’m staring at his lips, and I quickly turn away, biting mine. “Stop fuckin’ doin’ that,” he murmurs. I look back up at him, and slowly I lean up so my lips just graze his ear. I’m having him on, I need to escape, but my body is betraying me, because it’s enjoying the feeling of being in his arms. “Doing what?” I murmur. “Fuckin’ hell, stop,” he growls. I let a warm puff of air tickle his neck, and then I lean down, and I bite him so hard I draw blood. His bellow of pain as he reels backwards is enough to let me know it fucking hurt. I spin quickly, not looking back. I launch up onto the bank, and without stopping, I run into the line of trees. “I’ll fuckin’ find you, Willow,” Axel roars. “Mark my fuckin’ words.” I have no doubt he will. But like always, I’ll find a way to escape him. I always do.  

About the Author

Bella Jewel is an Aussie girl through and through. She spent her life in Western Australia, growing up in many different areas of the state. She now currently lives in Perth with her husband, children and mass amounts of pets. She's crazy, fun, outgoing and friendly. Writing is her passion, she started at the young age of 18 but finally got the courage up to publish, and her first novel Hell's Knights was released in August 2013.

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Her by Felicia Johnson Promo Post- 1/14/14

Title: Her

Author: Felicia Johnson

Publication Date: May 22, 2013

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In many ways, Kristen Elliott is a normal, seventeen-year-old girl. Kristen loves her family. She works hard academically, and tries to please her mother. She takes on the additional responsibility of caring for her twin siblings, Nick and Alison. She idealizes her best friend, Lexus, who not only seems to lead the perfect life, but also catches the attention of John, the boy Kristen secretly loves. However, as is the case with many teenagers, Kristen feels frustrated, isolated, and confused.

In other ways, Kristen is not like other kids her age. She knows something is wrong with her. Kristen feels like an utter failure. She is unable to please her abrasive mother, and scared to confront Jack, her abusive stepfather. She is also unable to protect Nick from Jack, making her fell all the more helpless. Adding to her problems, she knows she will never be as beautiful as her best friend Lexus. Kristen finds solace in self-injury, and the company of Mr. Sharp, her imaginary friend who encourages her feelings of self-loathing.

After a failed suicide attempt, Kristen is placed in the Bent Creek mental hospital, where she is diagnosed with Borderline Personality Disorder. While in the hospital, she meets a group of peers suffering with their own mental illnesses, and a compassionate staff of doctors and counselors. From there, Kristen begins her journey to survival. She discovers the circumstances that brought her to this breaking point, struggles to understand her mental illness, and fights to be a survivor against her own worst enemy: her self-blame.

Kristen’s tale of endurance illustrates the complex illness of Borderline Personality Disorder. Readers – including those suffering from BPD and their friends and family – can glean insight into the illness from Kristen’s humanity. Her story is an example of how, if we try to push the past away, we are either doomed to repeat it or let it haunt us to our graves.

Felicia Johnson is a writer, youth mentor, student, and big sister. She loves ice cream, and seeing her little sister, Laura, smile.

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Nick pulled the sheets off of me, and found me hiding. I was lying still on my back with my wrists turned up. Blood stained my sheets and ran down my arms and onto the floor. I could hear soft, mellow cries in the background.

“Is she dead? Oh, God!” His voice faded as I drifted out of consciousness.

There were many pills. There was a lot of blood. There was only one knife.

I could hear him crying for our mother. I could hear them both shouting and screaming. He was screaming my name. I was too exhausted to call out to him and tell him that everything was going to be okay. This pain was going to be over soon. Nick was crying hysterically. He wouldn’t have listened to me.

I felt weak, like I had all of the weight of the whole world on me. It felt heavy at first. The paramedic lifted me up and onto the stretcher, and without any support, my head fell back. I couldn’t move my head. I started to feel weightless when he laid me down on the stretcher, like I was floating in the air. It was warm and peaceful.

I didn’t hear Nick’s screams or the sirens anymore. I was surrounded by darkness.I knew this was the moment I had been waiting for. The pain was almost gone. I felt a big relief, took a deep breath, and let out a sigh. If I were left alone for a little longer, I might have completely fallen asleep…

There was pressure on my chest. The pressure was so hard that I could feel my heart moving without my having any control over it. Air was forcibly making its way down my throat and into my lungs. The paramedic was breathing into my mouth.

I blacked out.

I came back.

I blacked out again and was back in the dark.

Shelter You by Alice Montalvo-Tribue Blitz: 1/14/14

Shelter You

By: Alice Montalvo-Tribue

Release Date: January 14th

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She's mine.

That was the first thought that came to my mind when I held my baby in my arms at seventeen. I didn't care that my parents had already promised to give her to a wealthy family. That they were forcing me to give her away.

She was mine.

I ran away from that hospital, from that family, from the only life I knew. I planned to start over with what little money I had, determined to make something of myself despite the odds.

Then Logan Tate came along.

Gorgeous and controlling, he claimed he was trying to help me, and he didn't care that I was just another teenage pregnancy story.

But I don’t trust him. I don't trust anyone. And if Logan knew the real secrets and lies I was keeping inside, he wouldn't dare try to shelter me.

Alice Montalvo-Tribue lives with her husband and daughter in New Jersey. She has a bachelors degree in communications and is currently working on her masters degree. She spends most of her free time reading, writing, and when the weather permits lounging out on a beach.

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Angel After Dark by Kahlen Aymes Tour Review- 1/14/14

Angel After Dark by Kahlen Aymes

Angel After Dark Blurb

Dr. Angeline Hemming is a beautiful, sassy, no-nonsense type of girl who has risen from a difficult past to become one of Chicago’s most successful and respected criminal profilers. In exchange for free commercials to promote her favorite charitable causes, Angel answers calls and gives relationship advice on a Friday night radio program. Alexander Avery is a gorgeous and successful corporate genius who doesn’t believe in love. When his girlfriend-of-convenience calls into Angel’s program, he is furious with the show’s host who doles out (what he considers) blind advice, without knowing all the facts… and he decides to give her a piece of his mind, and his side of the story! When Angel informs Alex he’s the one in need of a much-deserved lesson, all hell breaks loose as these two type-A personalities battle it out for control over minds and hearts, and yes, in bed. Not only are they fighting each other at every turn, but they are also struggling to uphold the convictions they each live by. It’s unclear who is stronger, but both must discover that to get what they desperately want, they may have to give a little… or a lot.




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So good! Angel is one tough nut to crack and Alex makes sure he is the one that holds the tools to try. Neither knew a chance and very short meeting with no words exchanged would change them both, but that is exactly what happens right at the start. Angel and Alex are basically forced together by fate and it is one hell of a ride for two people that have sworn off getting attached to anyone else or forbid fall in love. Their story is one not to be ignored and it is definitely one book I'd recommend as I enjoyed it very much. Angel is no weak doormat and Alex is most definitely in uncharted waters with his ability to deal with someone is not so used to encountering- a woman not afraid to tell him no. This is book one in a series but Kahlen has assured me that book two is already finished so it will not be a huge amount of time before you are able to continue the series. Five stars- I really did love this book and am ready for more now! <3 Kellie 

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Amazon Bestselling Author, Kahlen is an award-winning author of sizzling hot, deeply moving contemporary romance. Her stories are filled with intense love, passion, angst and emotion that breathes life into her characters and leaves her readers captivated. She lives near Omaha, Nebraska with her daughter, Olivia and their three dogs. Creative by nature, she enjoys the arts, music and theater… But the love of her life is writing! 

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Tamsyn Bester: Destined to Fall Tour Review- 1/11/14

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Tamsyn Bester has done it again with Destined To Fall! Twist and turns that will keep you turning the page! 

Cassey Emerson leaves her crappy home life to pursue her dreams, and more out of life. With parents who never cared Cassey sets out to make something of herself. 

Cassey becomes a publishing assistant at Knight Media in Chicago. She's determined to make it all work out and that means the men she chooses to date. She won't just settle for anyone that was until Mr.Kyler Knight gets thrown into her life at work! 

Kyler Knight is the boss's son and exactly what Cassey needs to stay away from. He's rich, HOT, and only is interested in the one night stand kind of relationship. He is your playboy so to speak, and Cassey tries to fight her instant attraction to him. 

They are thrown together for work and Cassey or Kyler can fight their feelings. Their connection grows and they both are feeling things they never felt before for anyone! 

Can Cassey change Kyler's rich playboy ways or is she fighting a losing battle? Can Cassey give into something that she's afraid of, or will she hold back to protect her heart? 

I give Destined to Fall 5 HUGE stars! Loved it! The characters were great! The story sucks you right and you will want to finish in one setting. Twist and turns, and your emotions all over the place. Wonderful Read! Thank you Tamsyn for Destined To Fall.

When Cassey Emerson graduated high school 3 years ago, she packed her bags and left the dusty trailer park she called home in the rear view mirror. Since then, she has worked hard to give herself the life, and career, that she always dreamed of. As the Publishing Assistant at Knight Media, her dreams are slowly but surely coming true…

But something is missing…

Kyler Knight is young, rich and the heir to the multi-million dollar fortune that is known as ‘Knight Media’ – the biggest and most successful media company in Chicago. When his father decides it’s time for Kyler to learn the ropes as successor, he didn’t think it would include working with someone like Cassey Emerson.

Their attraction is immediate and Kyler is everything Cassey should stay away from. He can’t give her what she wants, but that doesn’t stop him from pursuing her. When one passionate night changes everything, Cassey must decide whether or not she can accept what Kyler is offering, or walk away from how he makes her feel.

Suddenly, things change, lines are blurred, hearts are broken and Cassey is left to pick up the pieces after her hot, steamy relationship with Kyler becomes so much more… Can she move forward or was she always destined to fall?

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We’re completely naked, and the feel of Kyler’s hard muscles beneath my fingertips is sending my libido into overdrive. He rests his hands on my bare hips, circling his thumb slowly, and pushes me towards his King size bed. The edge of the bed hits me behind my knees and Kyler stops.

“Lie down on your stomach,” he instructs. His voice is deep, commanding and dark. I shiver, causing Kyler’s cock to harden against my thigh. I spin around and crawl onto the bed, deliberately swaying my hips side to side. If he wants to drive me crazy, then surely I must return the favor. I lie down, propping myself up on my elbows and look behind me from over my shoulder. The bed dips and Kyler moves closer on his knees. His hands slide around my waist and he lifts me up so that my bum is propped in the air. I feel him lean down, blowing hot air across my shoulders and biting the soft flesh of my neck. A moan escapes my lips. He’s driving my delirious and the fun hasn’t even begun yet. “Tonight, I will take what I want from you, as many times as I want and you will love every second I’m doing it,” he growls. “I won’t stop until you’re completely and entirely consumed with pleasure, and filled with nothing but me.”

His words leave my breathless and wet, and he knows it. I close my eyes as he leans back. His hands move around my bum, rubbing slowly until his fingers brush my soaked entrance. One finger slips in and then another, and he rubs slowly, adding a bit more pressure. I whimper and push my bum out more, wanting to pull his fingers deeper. I hear the sound of foil ripping, and then his fingers disappear. I’d be disappointed but I’m too wound up for what’s about to happen next. The only sounds are our collective heavy breaths and it only adds to the heady anticipation.

Kyler shifts behind me and the head of his cock probes my sex. I like it; how he makes sure I’m ready to accept all of him. He pushes in a little further and I feel myself stretching to accommodate both his generous length and delicious thickness. His hands tighten around my waist and he enters me fully until I feel his thighs pressed against mine. “Oh God,” I moan, clutching the comforter in my hands. ‘”Feel me, baby,” Kyler breathes harshly hissing through his teeth. He starts moving faster, in and out, and just when I think I can’t take anymore, he slows. He’s prolonging it, I know, but I need him to deliver on his promise to take from me what he wants over and over and over again.

“Kyler,” I moan out his name, a plea.

“I’ve got you,” he says.

His hips increase their pace and he pushes into me faster and faster and I bite my bottom lip. I feel it building, deep inside. Kyler’s hand reaches into my hair and he pulls my head up. My back arches and his stroke deepens, making me scream out in pleasure. My body is on fire and I’m slowly losing my mind, but it’s the most glorious feeling ever. Kyler’s balls slap against my skin and the sound encourages him to go even faster, and harder. He lowers his body and cups my breasts from behind, never slowing his hips.

“Jesus,” he growls next to my ear. “You feel so fucking good.”

“Harder!” I scream. “I want it harder!”

The bed shakes beneath us as Kyler’s murderous strokes harden, the sound of slapping skin filling the air around us. His hands squeeze my breasts and the tip of his cock hits me deep. Every. Single. Time.

“You,” he bites out. Slap. “Are.” Slap. Groan. “Mine.” Slap. Moan.

Kyler’s hand slides down my sweaty torso and stops between my slick folds. “I can feel myself moving inside you,” he grinds out. “Do you know how hot that is? Do you know how crazy it makes me?”

“Hmmm,” I whimper. He starts rubbing my clit and pushes into me, once. Twice. When his cock hits my core the third time, my body explodes and my orgasm shatters the world around me. I shake, my body pulsating as Kyler finds his own release. He collapses into me, our chests moving up and down while we catch our breath.

“I’m not done yet,” Kyler says. “Not even close.”

He wraps his arms around my waist again and pulls me up, sending an after-shock wave through my system.

“Kyler, I don’t think - ”

“Ssshh,” he interrupts me. “Trust me.”

He stretches his legs out in front of him and I’m straddling him, my back to his front. He lies down on the bed and grips my hips. He starts moving me, slowly at first, until I’m sliding up and down his cock. He wasn’t lying when he said he has stamina. It’s been ten minutes since our first orgasm and he’s already hard again.

“I need to see you,” I tell him.

“Ok,” he replies, lifting me up so that I can turn around. He slips back inside me and I press my hands to his chest. He rests his hands behind his head and smiles up at me. It’s smug. “Your turn,” he says. “Ride me.”

“With pleasure,” I tell him with a smug smile of my own.

I start moving and rotate my hips, around and around and then up and down. Kyler’s breathing accelerates and I know I’m doing it right. I bring my hands up and rub my breasts, pinching my nipples between my thumb and forefinger.

“Oh fuck,” Kyler breathes harshly. His eyes watch me carefully and even with only the moonlight streaking through the large windows of his bedroom, I can see his eyes are black. Seeing him so turned on, because of me, only encourages me and I decide slow and steady isn’t going to cut it. Kyler has unleashed something in me and there’s no way I’m shoving it back. So I lean back and steady myself on Kyler’s thighs, digging my nails into his taut muscles.

“What are you - ” his words are cut off when use my legs to move up and down his cock. I’m in complete control now and the power is an absolute turn on. I increase my pace and start bouncing, riding Kyler hard. Our skin starts slapping again and my moans fill in the silence in the room. Kyler’s fingers dig into my hips, and without warning he sits up and flips us over before slamming into me again. Something about it tells me he doesn’t like that I was in control but I’m too close to the edge of another orgasm to care right now.

“Yes!” I cry out. “Yes! Yes! Oh fuck me, YES!”

My back arches, my toes curl, my nails bite into Kyler’s arms and another explosive orgasm rips me into pieces. I scream Kyler’s name as he joins me, our bodies humming and vibrating together. He leans into me, resting on his forearms on either side of my head, and keeps rotating his hips as we ride out our wave of ecstasy.

“Fuckit, woman. You’re going to kill me.”

He kisses me, his tongue probing my mouth as gently as his cock moves inside me. Slow, lazy circles.

“I could think of worse ways to die,” I chuckle into his mouth. My hands slide down his damp skin and I clutch his tight bum, grinding my hips into his and pushing him deeper. I’m too exhausted, yet completely satisfied, to go another around, but I like having Kyler inside me. He brushes my hair off my sweaty forehead and kisses the side of my mouth.

“Shower?” he asks.

“Uh-Uh,” I reply, shaking my head.

He chuckles and I feel it travel to where our bodies are still connected. He sucks in a breath, his eyebrows lifting up in question.

“You need rest,” he states emphatically. “But let me clean you first.”

He goes to move but I wrap my legs around him. He looks down at me, a determined shimmer in his eye.

“Ok, baby. If that’s how you want to play…” he trails off. Seconds later he’s lifted me off the bed but has managed to keep us glued together. He walks us to the bathroom, me wrapped around him in every sense of the word, and steps into the shower. He shows me what he can do in the shower and it has nothing to do with getting clean, and by the time we climb into bed, I’m asleep before my head hits the pillow. Kyler’s arms tighten around me, pulling me close into his chest.

I’m asleep, but I can still feel the smile on my face.

And I’m happy. But I shouldn’t be.

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Bound to the Fallen Cover Reveal: 1/10/14

Bound To The Fallen by Stevie J. Cole

Synopsis:

Within all legends, within all myths, lies a glimmer of truth. . . 

Since the beginning of time there have been stories of demons and tales of darkness; creatures that stalk our dreams. Beings we pray in reality will never touch

us. It is easily forgotten that evil can be veiled by breathtaking beauty. After all, few things in this world are truly as they seem.

Brooke Davis was well aware that people can  pretend to be someone they are not. She'd had several life experiences that had taught her that. When she met Gavin Hunter she thought she knew exactly what kind of man he was - but she couldn't have been more mistaken in her assumption.

Gavin Hunter was successful, dominate, and had an innate weakness for women. A weakness that if not controlled could lead to a dangerous attraction. To make certain that he remained in control he never pursued an innocent mortal. Until Brooke. The temptation she posed to him was a sin he could not deny, a pleasure he wanted to own. His desire for Brooke possessed him.

Brooke and Gavin quickly became entangled within a passionate love founded on deceptions.  Not even the darkness could keep his secrets hidden forever, for it was only a matter of time before Gavin’s past would try to tear their love apart.  

Prophecies can rarely be changed, fate seldom turns, and Brooke would soon find herself clinging to sins most would run from. 

 There was no escape. She had been bound the moment that he fell.

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Ethan Review- Nicole Edwards: 1/10/14

Ethan by Nicole Edwards

Published: January 7, 2014

Alluring Indulgence #5

Talk about an intense read! I absloutely loved it and it was far from my normal read. This is my first M/M Romance, and it was well worth waiting for. I read Travis and Kaleb but they had women involved in their relationships too so it was not the same as the fire that was Ethan and Beau in this book! Typical of a Nicole Edwards book, there is a huge amount of very hot sex, but there is also a great backstory and heartbreaking revelations about both men's pasts that make you just want to grab them up and hug them.

Similar to all Walker Brothers, Ethan is a take no prisoners kind of bad ass, with a large, muscular frame and hot temper to match. Once his first love turned him off of every looking for that closeness and intimacy again, Ethan has shut down his heart and any opportunity Beau may have been looking for to get inside and get close to Ethan. Even after they share a passionate kiss on Christmas, Ethan will not allow Beau to get close to him and it is a struggle for them both to grasp what they each want and need from the other.

This book deals with a lot of issues, emotions and history and is not a quick and light read. Be prepared to be swept away. I highly recommend this book and give it an enthusiastic 5 stars. Easily. <3 Kellie

Ethan is part of the Alluring Indulgence series (#5), however, this book was written to be read as a stand alone book as well.

Erotic M/M Romance
Mature Audiences

How long did it take you to find your place in the world?

For Ethan Walker, going through the motions of life, keeping his distance and never getting attached has become the mantra he lives by. Success is measured by how many hours he can work and how little attention he can draw. That was until he landed on Beau Bennett’s radar. Until Beau, Ethan had never met a man who could get him to question his own logic and even consider taking a different path.

Beau Bennett knows exactly who he is - now. It might’ve taken him some time to figure it out, but now that he has his bearings, Beau has set his sights on the mysteriously sexy Ethan Walker. Pursuing someone has never been his style, but something is telling him to keep at it because the end result is going to be worth it.

Now that they’ve found one another, how long will it take Ethan and Beau to accept that their place in the world is... Together?

Warning: This book contains sexual encounters and graphic language that some readers may find objectionable, including, but not limited to: m/m encounters, anal sex. Contains graphic material that is not suitable for anyone under the age of 18.

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