Saturday, October 19, 2019

πŸ“—α‘ŽEα—― KIα‘Žα—ͺα’ͺE α‘Œα‘Žα’ͺIα—°ITEα—ͺ α–‡Eα’ͺEα—©α”•EπŸ“— Morgan: Guarded Hearts by Claire Marta and Nia Farrell


Title: Morgan
Series: Guarded Hearts Book 1
Author: Claire Marta and Nia Farrell
Genres: Paranormal Romance/Romantic 
Comedy/Sci-Fi Fantasy/Erotic Romance/MΓ©nage
Release Date: October 19, 2019



When grad student Morgan Leviss chose sexual surrogacy for her thesis, she never expected to become one. Now she’s tasked with turning two reclusive men into social creatures. Zac Blackstone and Aiden Goldman are nothing like what she expects. Handsome and charming, they’re a puzzle she finds intriguing.
Zac and Aiden have known each other for over two hundred years. Part of a cadre of shifters, they’re on a mission to mate and procreate. Powerful warriors for centuries, they lack the social skills and sexual experience needed to attract a partner. When a beautiful redhead comes into their life to teach them, they discover new hope.
Bound by secrecy, the men can’t tell her who they really are. What they are. Increasingly drawn to Morgan, they begin to recognize her as their fated female. Convincing her that she’s theirs may be as hard as keeping her alive when danger appears from the shadows.
Morgan is the first in the Guarded Hearts Series of standalone Erotic Paranormal Romance MΓ©nage deftly penned as subtle Romantic Comedy with a heat level that’s off the charts. Written for Ages 18+.







Morgan was speechless. When scholarly, bespectacled Emmett had escorted her upstairs tonight, she never expected to be met at the door by two very naked and extremely well-endowed men.
Holy. Shit. 
Tonight’s session was supposed to be about discovery. Shedding clothes, honestly evaluating your body, discovering hidden strengths, discussing doubts, and finding ways to work through them.
These guys seemed to be doing just fine.
She picked her jaw up from the floor and forced her feet to move forward from where she’d been frozen in place, stunned by the sight of them. 
Zac might be older, but dear Lord, he was perfection, from the manscaped hair on his chest to the Adonis belt pointing the way to the promised land. Aiden could be a cover model, with his chest shaved and lightly oiled muscles gleaming in the glow of dozens of lit candles that were scattered around the room. 
Jesus, take me now.
“Good evening, Morgan,” Aiden greeted her, his voice slightly roughened. “We have prepared ourselves for this evening as required for this session.”
They were both staring at her expectantly.
Leaving her coat and bag on her normal chair, she ran her palms nervously down her sides. “Yes.” She cleared her throat. “I can see that.”
They moved to stand beside the sofa. She sank into the recliner facing them. They looked so at ease with their nudity. As if it didn’t bother either of them that they were buck naked in front of each other. Morgan was having a hard time keeping her mind on track. An insidious little whisper in her head kept telling her to skip sessions. It was accompanied by images of sweating, thrusting bodies.
“Is something wrong?” Zac inquired when the silence stretched. “You seem… uncomfortable.”
Morgan blinked. “No. No. It’s just not how I planned it. I thought that we would talk first before you stripped. I wanted to discuss how you feel about your bodies and what you think are your individual strengths and weaknesses.”
“I don’t like my toes,” Zac said, squinting down at them. “They seem too…, I don’t know. Gnarly? Other than that, I am pleased with this vessel. It is that of a well-made, mature man who can handle whatever life brings him. Aiden tried to talk me into shaving my chest, but I read that some women find the tactile sensation of chest hair to be pleasing. What do you think about furbabies?”
Morgan forgot to breathe for a second. Furbabies? Was this leading into some Furries kink where everyone dressed up as cute animals? She couldn’t imagine either man dressed up in a bunny suit but she didn’t yet know their sexual tastes. After the spanking incident, anything was possible.
“I… um, like men with chest hair,” she admitted. “And you're right. Some women do enjoy the sensation, especially against sensitive parts of their bodies.  Your scruff...”
Zac arched a questioning brow.
Morgan felt her cheeks warm ten degrees. “Yes,” she croaked, wondering how in the hell she was going to talk herself out of this one. She’d been imagining how it would feel against her skin while she rode his mouth. “A soft beard can be very stimulating. An abrasive, prickly beard can hurt to the point of turning someone off, whether it’s kissing or oral stimulation.”
“Like cunnilingus?” Aiden asked.
“And fellatio,” she stated, her gaze caroming between the two of them. “When two men have a relationship with each other.”
“We wouldn’t know,” Zac told her. “We’ve never been with a woman to find out. Soon, though, we hope. We have been watching threesomes in porn to see how these things work.”
They wanted a threesome?
Oh. My. God.
Morgan’s thighs clenched together, her body reacting to the thought of having both of them between her legs. Christ. It was hard to not be aroused.
She had two naked virgins, eager for their first sexual experiences. This was supposed to be one on one when the time came, and they were already planning a threesome. Could she handle both of them? Should she even try?
Reality couldn’t be as good as the wet dreams she’d been having. Most mornings, she woke up needy and desperate and grateful for her roommate’s foresight to buy batteries ahead.
Who needed BOB when she could have Loki and Thor?







International Best-Selling Author Nia Farrell is a four-times Golden Flogger Finalist and a founding member of the Wicked Pens. Dubbed “The Queen of Steam,” she writes hot sex and happy endings in multiple genres and subgenres, including BDSM, mΓ©nage (MFM and MMF), MM, reverse harem, paranormal, MC, romantic intrigue, and Mafia. Regardless of genres, ultimately, her books are about the healing power of love. Nia writes erotic romance as Nia Farrell, historical romance as Erinn Ellender Quinn, and erotica/romantic comedy as Ree L. Diehl. Her three pen names share a webpage at http://niafarrell.wordpress.com, where you can see tantalizing teasers and read steamy excerpts. As one reviewer puts it, “If you love sensual, emotional and powerful romance with a definite D/s dynamic, you should be reading Author Nia Farrell.”






Claire Marta: A native Brit, I live in Italy with my husband and daughter. When I am not writing and drinking copious amounts of tea, I enjoys taking photos of my adoptive country, trying to stay fit with running, reading amazing books and being a stay at home mother.




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Friday, October 18, 2019

Cover Reveal: COLD by Tania Cooper


Title: COLD

Author: Tania Cooper

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: November 5th

About Cold:

I’ve forever felt like people were staring at me, judging me for the way I looked, the bullying I endured in high school only fueled these thoughts. Despite working hard at becoming a successful journalist, I was still insecure with my larger figure, it shadowed a lot of my success, especially since I worked in the land of beautiful people; LA. But after the number one quarter back in the USA, Kellan Hart, surprisingly pursued me, then declared he loved me for who I was, my body issues just started to … fall away.   But they couldn’t be locked away for long. Plunged into the public eye, chased and hunted by the media, tagged as the most talked about couple in the sporting world, meant that everyone had an opinion about the hot athlete dating a plus sized girl. As much as I tried to avoid it all, it was constantly thrown in my face, insecurities rose their ugly heads again and I was forced to make some difficult decisions. Decisions that would have dire consequences on my life and the people I loved.

 

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The bright lights of the city are a blur as the wetness in my eyes continues to well then fall down my cheeks, following the same path as the ones before them, and the ones before them, as the car gains speed down the freeway. My mind is a flurry of hurt and doubt as I realise this will be my last day in a place I once called home, a place I had friends and jobs that I loved, a place I felt could make my dreams come true, a place I had a comfortable existence in. But that is far from the truth now. As the car takes an unexpected sharp turn to the right, off the exit ramp, I hear several cars screech and follow suit, cameras held outside their windows, flashes going off trying to get an exclusive picture. Their incessant harassment has finally become too much. Knowing that they’re trailing me again, is the final nail in my coffin. My life, here, is really over. I’m actually going through with this plan, a plan that hopefully will guarantee me some peace and be the saviour of my fragile sanity. Even though it may cost me all that is dear to my heart. The car turns sharply again, this time to the left, as the driver navigates through suburban streets with white picket fences, breaking the silence of this quiet neighbourhood, before continuing further into town and then swinging into an underground car park of a closed shopping mall. My body is thrown left and right as we race around corners and fly down ramps, trying to gain a few precious seconds away from our followers. The car flies around in a full circle, flinging my head hard against the window, before coming to a screeching stop. As my head begins to pound, doors open, men shout, before I’m pulled from this car and shoved into the back of another, while being told to lie down on the floor as a blanket is thrown over my curled up body; and the chase begins again. This is only the first exchange of the night. It’s repeated four more times before the plan is almost complete and I’m in the final car, looking out of the tinted windows as the sun is starting to poke its head up over the distant horizon. As we continue to drive along god knows what highway in the early hours of the morning, a chill starts to descend upon my body, despite the warmness in the confined space of this rented car. I’ve left everything behind. I have run from everything and everyone in my life, in the hopes of salvaging what little left of me I have. The psychologist that was helping me these past few weeks encouraged me to go, understanding that my current situation was possibly going to get worse and a clean break was the only thing that was going to save my slowly crumbling heart and soul. But the chill descending is hard to bare. It’s soaking through my skin, travelling along my veins and sinking into my bones. Shivers race up my spine, my body shaking with that awful feeling, making my stomach turn over once again. But it’s still nothing compared to what he has done to me, what he has left me with. The only man to have ever owned my heart, the only man to have ever taken my body, the only man to have ever claimed to love me. The first person to ever truly help me feel comfortable in my own skin. Then in one night, he took it all away. He ripped out my heart and destroyed my life, all in one solitary moment. And I was left standing there, with the truth seeping into my soul, the truth of what this supposedly warm and loving man truly was. And the heartbreaking truth, he was nothing but … cold.

About the Author:

Tania Cooper, who lives in Melbourne Australia, was searching for an outlet for her wild and crazy imagination for a lifetime. Her book reading addiction lead her to finally put pen to paper and fingers to keyboard, to create her own stories she can now share with other avid readers. From the moment she first sat down and started writing, she hasn’t been able to stop. Her writing passion is steamy Romance and Paranormal novels, a little bit of poetry and even a few horror stories that give her nightmares. Sexy men with tattoos and book boyfriends are her addictions and she also has aspirations of being a screenwriter and film director.

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 Hit & Run (Pass Series #1) 
by Freya Barker 
Genre: Contemporary Romance/ Romantic Suspense 
Release Date: September 16, 2019 




Returning home to Grand Junction would not have been Rosie Perkins’ first choice, but with her mother no longer able to take care of herself, it’s the only one she has. As is working the night shift at a local hotel to bring in a much-needed income. Rosie juggles to keep all the pieces of her life together and has no room to add anything more. One morning after a long shift, when she witnesses a hotel guest crash into a dumpster, her careful control starts to unravel. Security specialist, Jake Hutchinson, has his hands full protecting the arrogant lead actor of a movie being filmed in town. Since the production company and crew arrived at the hotel, the entitled star has been nothing but trouble. The only thing that can improve his mood is the occasional nightly glimpse of the redheaded housekeeper. Until he finds himself trapped between desire and duty.
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Freya Barker loves writing about ordinary people with extraordinary stories. Driven to make her books about 'real' people; with characters who are perhaps less than perfect, but just as deserving of romance, thrills and chills, and their own slice of happy. A recipient of the RomCon “Reader’s Choice” Award for best first book, “Slim To None”, and Finalist for the Kindle Book Award with “From Dust”, Freya has not slowed down. She continues to add to her rapidly growing collection of published novels as she spins story after story with an endless supply of bruised and dented characters, vying for attention!