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Friday, July 11, 2014

BOOK BLAST ~ VERY WICKED THINGS by Ilsa Madden-Mills

Very Wicked Things

(A stand alone Briarcrest Academy novel)

is on sale for a limited time for $.99 cents!!

Book Description:

Ballerina Dovey Beckham is a scholarship student at Briarcrest Academy, determined to prove she’s more than just a girl with the wrong pedigree. She does whatever it takes to succeed in her endgame, even if it means surrendering her body but never her heart.

Until the day she meets him, and he rips apart all her well-laid plans. Suddenly, the girl everyone thought unbreakable might just shatter.

Cuba “Hollywood” Hudson is rich, spoiled, and a star football player. With his fast cars and superficial girlfriends, he lives the high-life, hiding his secrets from the world.

Until the day he meets her, and she offers him something he’s never tasted…love.

But once in a lifetime kind of love doesn’t come easy…especially when dirty money, past sins, and old flames threaten the very fabric of their lives.

Welcome to Briarcrest Academy, where sometimes, only the wicked survive.

WARNING: This new adult romance is dark and edgy with mature content. Over 18 please.

THIS IS NOT YOUNG ADULT.

Excerpt for Very Wicked Things

Book #2 of the Briarcrest Academy Series

by Ilsa Madden-Mills

I got out of the shower and dressed hurriedly, anxious to get back to Cuba.

The door opened, and like he did it every single day, he stepped inside the steamy bathroom.

“Think I need a shower, too,” he said, his fingers easing off his football practice shirt.

What? Now?

Trying to play it cool and failing miserably, I moved my eyes off his naked chest and checked out his track pants and the obvious bulge he sported.

Oh. Did his lower body match the rest of him? Was it all sinewy muscle and big?

Just, yeah. That thought got stuck in my head and went round and round.

“You staying?” he asked, a grin working his face. Pleased at my open admiration, probably.

“No,” I said, but made no move to go. ‘Cause I had no shame when it came to catching a glimpse of his muscular body.

“Good,” he said, his smile broadening.

He pivoted to turn on the shower, and my eyes betrayed me again, admiring the muscles in his back, checking out how they twitched and rippled when he moved. Football and rowing had been good to him. My fingers itched to know how they’d feel underneath my hands. Which was stupid because we had nothing in common. Not a rich Highland Park boy and a poor girl from Ratcliffe.

And most importantly, he was a player, not to be trusted.

He hooked his thumbs into his pants, paused a moment—maybe waiting to see if I’d run from the room?—but when I didn’t budge, he slid them and his underwear off. My mouth opened. Cuba Hudson, the most popular guy at Briarcrest was standing right in front of me, naked and beautiful. And like the cocky bastard he was, he posed for me, his big-ass biceps and chiseled abs making me vibrate all over. Need for him slammed into me.

Did I say he was hot?

Well, I was wrong.

He was off-the-charts, no-holds-barred, freaking going make-me-lose-my-mind-right-there delicious. The ultimate man-candy, the kind I knew to stay away from, yet here I was, ogling him.

“Still leaving?” he asked huskily.

“Any minute,” I said in a weak voice, backing up to the wall and propping myself up. “Just chillin’. Shower wore me out. I might need to hold this wall up for a sec.”

“I want you to stay,” he said, eyes at half-mast, glowing with heat.

“Why?” I said, aching to touch him. But that was crazy. I was a virgin, and I didn’t know jack about touching a guy’s you-know-what.

“Look at me, Dovey.”

I tore my eyes from his manhood, blushing.

His eyes burned. “There’s a sense of urgency in my head. Like our time is limited.”

I nodded. Yeah, same here.

“And, I’ll be honest, I don’t want to rush you, but I’m dying to sink into you. I want to set you on fire with need for me.” He ghosted his hands over the steel rod between his legs. Once, twice, and—holy shizzle, he didn’t stop.

My chest rose faster and faster, and I tried to chill-out, but I couldn’t.

He lowered his voice. “Kiss me again, Dovey.”

Oh. “That’s a terrible idea, Cuba. Cause you’re naked, and I’m turned on because you’re naked. And you’re touching yourself. And you’re naked.” I sucked in a sharp breath. “Not a good combo. Odds are we’ll end up in that shower together or back in your bed doing the double-backed monster.”

“Then join me in the shower. I’ll be good. For you.” He arched his back, his hands still doing that back and forth that was driving me insane.

Liar, liar, pants on fire, I thought. No way he would he be good.

Because he was the Heartbreaker of Briarcrest Academy.

And one wicked boy.

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Author Bio:

New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Ilsa Madden-Mills writes about strong heroines and sexy alpha males that sometimes you just want to slap. She spends her days with two small kids, a neurotic cat, and her Viking husband. She collects magnets and rarely cooks except to bake her own pretzels. When she’s not typing away at a story, you can find her drinking too much Diet Coke, jamming out to Pink, or checking on her carefully maintained chocolate stash. She loves to hear from fans and fellow authors.

Author praise for Very Wicked Things:

"Cuba is hot, delicious, and intoxicating...the perfect book boyfriend. Be prepared for a heartbreaking and addictive read." ~Tijan, New York Times Bestselling Author

"Angst, dark secrets, and off the charts sexiness abound in this twisty installment of the Briarcrest Academy Series. First love never sounded so hot and good. Ilsa never disappoints!" ~Shanora Williams, New York Times Bestselling Author

"Ilsa Madden-Mills slayed my heart in the best kind of way. Cuba's pain was like my very own. Absolutely gut-wrenching." ~Crystal Spears, International Bestselling Author

"Ilsa does it again with Very Wicked Things. You'll be holding on to your seat through a few wicked twists so buckle up and enjoy the ride.
~ Megan Smith, USA Today Bestselling Author

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the certainty of deception

Jeanne McDonald

Author: Jeanne McDonald

Title: The Certainty of Deception (The Truth in Lies Saga #2)

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Cover Design: Jada D'Lee Designs

Release Date: July 8, 2014

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Summary:

After years of living in the darkness of his past, Andrew Wise, a young attorney working for his family’s law firm in Sarasota, Florida, has finally broken free of the demons that haunt him. Wealth, success, happiness, and true love; everything a man could ever dream of, was right at his fingertips. Or so he thought. But in the blink of an eye, all of that changed. Upon discovering that his ex-girlfriend, Olivia Hamilton, was pregnant, Drew fell back into some old habits, which led to him losing the one person that mattered the most in his life - McKenzie Evans.

When McKenzie left him and returned to Texas, Drew was beside himself. The night before she left, he made an agreement with her best friend Jared Christopher, that he would give her time and space to come to grips with the fact that he’d fathered her best friend’s child. Now, two months later, he feels as though he held up his end of the bargain, Drew can’t take their separation any longer. With his brother’s wedding mere weeks away, Drew devises a plan to win McKenzie back.

Under the guise of a bachelor getaway for Gavin, Drew, along with his brother and Jared, jets off on an adventure to the panhandle of Texas. There, he will learn what made McKenzie who she is and will find strength within himself that he never realized existed.

In this charming sequel to The Truth in Lies, Drew and McKenzie discover that not everything is as it seems, forgiveness is a matter of acceptance, and true love really can conquer all.

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Excerpt:

“Evans’ Bodyworks, McKenzie speaking,” her sweet voice serenaded me like a siren’s song.

The wind pushed from my chest in the most orgasmic of ways.

I closed my eyes and allowed the intense rush of relief blow from my chest. For the last two months, I’d called her office just to hear her voice. She’d changed her cell phone number to an Amarillo number after leaving, but Evans’ Bodyworks was a listed number. As per my agreement with Jared, I never said a word. I simply listened to her until she hung up.

“Hello?” I shivered with delight at the sweet timbre of her tone.

Since her departure, I’d taken up sending her flowers every Monday, simply to brighten her week. The phone call was to brighten mine.

“Hello? Anybody there?”

Oh, God, that Southern drawl. She’d commented several times about how much she hated her accent. “I sound like a backwoods hick,” she’d complained. She didn’t sound like a hick to me. On the contrary, I could’ve listened to her talk all day long if given the chance.

Drops of rain splattered to the ground. I looked up at the sky. It appeared the sun was going to lose the battle of the clouds after all. Not that I minded, I loved the rain. The rain held a sentimental value to me. It was a rainy night where I first made love to McKenzie. Rain was a good thing. It brought life and in my case, it brought love.

I closed my eyes to recall the smell of her skin mixed with the rain. Shadows of her danced in the recesses of my mind. I swallowed hard, thinking of how it felt to have her smooth skin pressed against mine. Every minor detail displayed with vivid accuracy in my consciousness. Her shimmering blue eyes sparkled, her playful smile, and the way her golden hair fell in front of her face when it was wet.

“Andy? Is that you?” she whispered.

Tha-thump.

My heart skipped a beat at the sound of that nickname on such beautiful lips. Only Mickie was allowed to call me that. Just because my name was Andrew, didn’t mean people should call me Andy. Andrew or Drew was fine with me, but never Andy. That was my twin sister’s nickname, after all.

I sprang to my feet in a single bound, and looked around the beach. It was still fairly empty. Just a few runners making their way to their cars before the rain picked up.

“I guess not,” she faltered.

The sadness in her voice chipped away another piece of my mangled heart. She missed me. The evidence was there in the sound of her voice. Fine, the evidence was hearsay, but this wasn’t a court of law, so it was admissible. She called me by name, hoping it was me on the other end of the line.

This was what I’d been waiting for. I needed to know that she missed me too, that I wasn’t alone in my heartache. I wanted to reveal myself, but I feared it would ruin my upcoming plans. Only one person knew what I was about to do and that was because he was intricate to my plans. All I needed was for Jared or Gavin to get wind of my trip to Amarillo. There was no doubt in my mind that they’d try to stop me. So, instead of acting on instinct, I sat there like a fool, listening to her breathe.

Click.

The phone went silent.

For several seconds I stood, unmoving. She had spoken to me. To hear her call me by name was an answer to my prayers. It only solidified my decision to get off of my ass and fly to Texas. I’d waited like Jared and Gavin demanded. Two long, miserable months, I’d waited. Not a single drop of liquor had touched my lips since that night, no matter how bad I wanted a drink. I’d been patient, keeping my distance, well, in a way. Sure, the flowers didn’t equate to distance, but she hadn’t told Jared about them as far as I knew. I was sure if she had, I’d never hear the end of it. So, to me, that was a signal that she wasn’t over me any more than I was her. They were lucky I’d lasted this long. Patience was not one of my virtues. The time had come, and I was getting my girl back.

My mind released me from its temporary prison, allowing my heart to say what it needed to say. “I miss you,” I whispered, breathless.

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About the Author:

Jeanne McDonald began telling stories at the ripe young age of five, when her mother considered the truth to be a lie due to her extensive embellishment to the retelling of an event. She wrote her first short story when she was twelve years old, and at the age of sixteen she tried her hand at poetry. She reconnected with her love for writing in 2010 thanks to the encouragement of a dear friend.

Her passions include a "mild" Starbucks addiction, music, reading, quotes, movies, and romance. When she's not spending time with her family, she can be found reading, writing, chatting with her friends or diligently working toward her bachelor's degree in Speech Pathology and Audiology. A proud Texan, Jeanne currently resides in the Dallas/Fort Worth area with her family.

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Finally Us (True Love #3) by Harper Bentley Blitz

They wanted forever… but is forever really their destiny?

When misunderstandings and unsavory characters get in their way, Ellen and Jag call it quits after nine years of being together. Now they find themselves in places with which they’re unaccustomed: Ellen is trying to get used to the idea of dating another man, having never gone out with anyone other than Jag, while Jag is coping with an injury and the loss of baseball, a game he’s played for most of his life. Neither is sure how to handle their new situation, but they’re dealing.

When a surprise trade lands Jag right back in the middle of things and right back into Ellen’s life, new boyfriend and all, can he keep his cool and prove to her that what they once had is what's right? Does Ellen still carry a torch for her first love or has she already fallen for her new baseball player, making it too late for them to start again?

The fight is on as Jag goes head-to-head with Ellen’s new love interest as he tries proving to her that their love deserves another shot. Can he win her back or is their dream of a perfect forever gone for good?

This is the third book of the True Love Trilogy.

Due to language and sexual content, this book is not recommended for readers under age 17

Harper Bentley has taught high school English for 22 years. Although she’s managed to maintain her sanity regardless of her career choice, jumping into the world of publishing her own books goes to show that she might be closer to the ledge than was previously thought.

After traveling the nation in her younger years as a military brat, having lived in Alaska, Washington State and California, she now resides in Oklahoma with her teenage daughter, two dogs and one cat, happily writing stories that she hopes her readers will enjoy.