Sunday, April 3, 2016

Excerpt Reveal: Vi Keeland and Penelope Ward


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Excerpt
It felt like we were the only two people in the world, instead of inside a busy, posh restaurant.  
“This is beautiful.  But odd,” I said.
Graham took off his jacket and settled into his side of the table with one arm casually slung over the top of the booth.  “Fitting.”
“Are you saying I’m odd?”
“Are we going to fight about it if I say yes?”
“Probably.”
“Then, yes.”
My brow furrowed.  “You want to fight with me?”
Graham tugged at his tie, loosening it.  “I find it turns me on.”
I laughed.  “I think you need counseling.”
“After the last few days, I believe you may be right.”
The waitress returned with our drinks.  She set a highball glass down in front of him and a wine glass in front of me.
Graham had ordered Hendrick’s and tonic.  “That’s an old man’s drink, gin and tonic,” I said as I sipped my wine.
He swirled the ice around in his glass, then brought it to his lips and looked at me over the rim before drinking.  ”Remember what arguing with me does.  You might want to look under the table.”
My eyes widened.  “You aren’t.”
He smirked and cocked an eyebrow.  “Go ahead.  Put your head under.  I know you’re dying to take a peek anyway.”
After we both finished our drinks, and some of my nerves had started to calm, we finally had our first real conversation.  One that wasn’t about sex or tongue rings.  
“So how many hours do you work a day in that big fancy office of yours?”
“I usually go in by eight and try to leave by eight.”
“Twelve hours a day?  That’s sixty hours a week.”
“Not counting weekends.”
“You work weekends, too?”
“Saturdays.”
“So your only day off is Sunday?”
“I actually sometimes work in the evening on Sunday, too.”
“That’s nuts.  When do you find time to enjoy yourself?”
“I enjoy my work.”
I scoffed.  “Didn’t sound that way when I stopped in the other day.  Everyone there seems afraid of you, and you refused to open the door.”
“I was busy.”  He folded his arms over his chest.  
I did the same.  “So was I.  I took two trains to personally deliver that phone, you know.  And you didn’t have the decency to even come out and say thank you.”
“I didn’t know what was behind the door waiting for me, or I would have come out.”
“A person.  A person was behind the door.  One who went out of her way for you.  If I were a sixty-year-old married woman with blue hair, you should have come out to thank me.”
He sighed.  “I’m a busy man, Soraya.”
“Yet here you are on a weeknight at only 7PM.  Shouldn’t you be working until eight if you’re so busy?”
“I make exceptions when warranted.”
“How big of you.”
He arched an eyebrow.  “You want to look under the table, don’t you?”

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Blurb
It started out like any other morning on the train.

Until I became mesmerized by the guy sitting across the aisle.

He was barking at someone on his phone like he ruled the world.

Who did the stuck-up suit think he was…God?

Actually, he looked like a God. That was about it.

When his stop came, he got up suddenly and left.  So suddenly, he dropped his phone on the way out.

I might have picked it up.

I might have gone through all of his photos and called some of the numbers.

I might have held onto the mystery man’s phone for days—until I finally conjured up the courage to return it.

When I traipsed my ass across town to his fancy company, he refused to see me.

So, I left the phone on the empty desk outside the arrogant jerk’s office.

I might have also left behind a dirty picture on it first though.

I didn’t expect him to text back.

I didn’t expect our exchanges to be hot as hell.

I didn’t expect to fall for him—all before we even met.

The two of us couldn’t have been any more different.

Yet, you know what they say about opposites.

When we finally came face to face, we found out opposites sometimes do more than attract—we consumed each other.

Nothing could have prepared me for the ride he took me on. And I certainly wasn’t prepared for where I’d wind up when the ride was over.

All good things must come to an end, right?

Except our ending was one I didn't see coming.




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Other books from Vi Keeland & Penelope Ward

Cocky Bastard



Meet Penelope Ward

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Penelope Ward is a New York Times, USA Today and #1 Wall Street Journal bestselling author. Penelope lives for reading books in the new adult/contemporary romance genre, coffee and hanging out with her friends and family on weekends. She is the proud mother of a beautiful 11-year-old girl with autism (the inspiration for the character Callie in Gemini) and a 9-year-old boy, both of whom are the lights of her life. Penelope, her husband and kids reside in Rhode Island. She is the author of RoomHate, which hit #2 on the New York Times Bestseller list and #1 on the Wall Street Journal Bestseller list. Her novel, Stepbrother Dearest, also spent four consecutive weeks on the New York Times Bestseller list. Other works include the New York Times bestseller Cocky Bastard (co-written with Vi Keeland), Sins of Sevin, My Skylar, Jake Undone, Jake Understood and Gemini.


       
Other books from Penelope Ward
RoomHate


Sins of Sevin



Stepbrother Dearest

Gemini
Jake Undone (Jake #1)
My Skylar
Jake Understood (Jake #2)


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Meet Vi Keeland
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Vi Keeland is a native New Yorker with three children that occupy most of her free time, which she complains about often, but wouldn't change for the world. She is an attorney and a New York Times, Wall Street Journal, & USA Today Bestselling author. Over the last three years, ten of her titles have appeared on the USA Today Bestseller lists and three on the New York Times Bestseller lists.





Additional Books by Vi Keeland

Life on Stage series (2 standalone books)
Beat

Throb
Barnes & Noble: http://bit.ly/1zk882K

MMA Fighter series (3 standalone books)
Worth the Fight (MMA Fighter Series, Book One)
Barnes & Noble: http://bit.ly/1alpVES
Smashwords - http://bit.ly/1is0zNX

Worth The Chance (MMA Fighter Series, Book Two)

Worth Forgiving (MMA Fighter Series, Book Three)


The Cole Series (2 book serial)

Belong to You (Cole Series, Book One)
Made for You (Cole Series, Book Two)

Standalone novels
The Baller


Left Behind (A Young Adult Novel)

First Thing I See
Barnes & Noble: http://bit.ly/1JWFo21


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Excerpt Reveal: When Im With You by Harper Sloan

We are very excited to announce the release date of When I'm With You by Harper Sloan. The release for the third book in the Hope Town series will be April 26.

Enjoy this sexy excerpt while you wait!

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Nate: It’s nearly impossible to be surrounded by love but not understand it. My parents, my sister, and just about everyone around us has no trouble accepting that love. To give your trust to someone else and believe they would die before hurting you. I’ve witnessed it—I’ve seen the power of it—but I’ve also seen the pain. Because for me, I’ve only loved someone I could never have, and my biggest fear is that by giving her my love, all I would do is ruin her. I should have tried harder, but I’m not sure I can because I only feel complete when I’m with her. Emberlyn: The only time I feel like I belong is when he’s near. His infectious smile warms me straight to my bones. Any insecurities I have vanish with just a wink from him. A sliver of his attention makes me feel invincible. But all it took was one drunken night of truths for me to lose everything I had begun to crave. Now, I’m not sure how to move on because I only feel complete when I’m with him.   He said I was too young. I said he was perfect. He said our families wouldn’t understand. I said we could weather any storm. He said he would ruin me. And he was right.   


       “I want you so bad,” I mumble through the arousal rushing and flowing over every inch of my body, tingling up every nerve and swimming around inside me in overdrive.  “I’ve dreamed of this for so long,” I continue, my words coming out in a pant as I rock my hips. “Ember,” he warns when I jerk my hips out of his unforgiving hold, giving us both the friction we’re in the need of when my wet and swollen lips slide against his erection.  “Stop,” he barks in a deep rumble, his neck straining as he takes my hips again between his hands. “Never.”  I let my head roll back and start to pick up my movements, each thrust up getting the attention to my clit that has the burn in my core starting to fire up my spine, wrapping around me as it climbs through my body, gearing up to explode. “Fuck!” he roars. Before I realize what’s happening, he's flipping us.  My head lands in my pillows, just a breath away from the headboard in the center of my bed.  It takes me a second, still clinging to the climax that had been just seconds away from taking over, and I push my hair off my face with both hands.  When I look down my body, I almost retreat when I see the feral expression on the man kneeling between my spread legs. He takes huge body rocking gulps of air, his chest heaving with their power.  His hair is a loose mess hanging free to dance at his shoulders, a few pieces falling into his face that he either doesn’t notice or just doesn’t care about. And his eyes are focused downward. If I didn’t believe he was fighting the same all-consuming feelings as I was, I would have thought that his downcast gaze was for another reason, but seeing those brilliant emerald eyes locked on my very exposed and wet sex, I know that I’m the reason he’s being slammed with a hungered need. The power I feel seeing his reaction to my excitement is a high I never want to live without.  Something that I will wake up thinking about and fantasize every second we’re apart, trying to think of new ways to make him come alive like this.  That uncontrollable, feverishly strong emotion he’s wearing can only be an aftereffect of our chemistry.  Until it burns so bright that it’s exploding around us like a brilliantly beautiful display of fireworks. And with that thought, he makes a sound low in his throat, pushing forward in the next breath to cover my body with his as his mouth takes mine in a deep, bruising kiss.  His underwear still keeping him from me completely, but that doesn’t stop him from thrusting against my body as if he was already inside me.  Each time he slams against me, the headboard slaps against the wall and my eyes roll back in my head. It was foolish of me to think I would ever be able to control this man once I saw the fierceness burning in his scrutiny break free of his careful control.  When I try to push my hands into his hair, he breaks our kiss with a hiss and narrows his eyes at me. “You’re not to touch me, Ember.  Not at all.  I’m so worked up right now because of you. I’m about to fucking come all over myself and the only place that’s going to feel my fucking come will be the inside of your pussy.  Do not test me by putting those wicked little hands on my body until I can take my time to show you what it’s really like to take while giving.” “Please,” I rasp past my dry throat, needing that so desperately. “No, not please.  From this point on, the only word I want to hear from your lips is my name.  Moan, groan, scream out your pleasure, but you say no other word than my name.  I want to hear you scream that, Ember,” he stresses with a hard thrust.  “You don’t come until I tell you to,” he rumbles deep in his throat.  I lose his eyes as he bends to trace my ear with the tip of his tongue before whispering against it.  “And when you do, you had better do it loud enough to feel pain in your throat from the pleasure I’ll give your pussy.” “Take me,” I beg, trying to rock against him, but his weight on me restricts my movements. “Nate,” he grunts in my ear.  “No more fucking words but my name.  Know who is claiming you.  Let the whole fucking world hear who is taking you and making you his.” He runs his hands up each of my arms, stretching them out until I can almost feel the edge of my mattress and his hands are curling around my fingers. “Hold on,” he commands with a wink.         

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Harper is a NEW YORK TIMES, WALL STREET JOURNAL and USA TODAY bestselling author residing in Georgia with her husband and three daughters. She has a borderline unhealthy obsession with books, hibachi, tattoos and Game of Thrones. When she isn't writing you can almost always find her with a book in hand. Facebook | Website | Twitter | Instagram | Pinterest | Goodreads | Amazon Author Page
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Release Blitz: Vexed by Phoenix Slaughter





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 My Review

I have to say I was so impressed with this book, bc hello Athena and Romeo. The foreplay in Karina and Dantes book alone was off the chart. 

The author had a lot to live up to, but boy did she do it. Romeo and Athena have a completely different relationship compared to Karina and Datne. One that leaves your panties melting off. 

See Romeo has a different side, he likes the thrill of getting caught, and while Athena may hold her v card. She loves that thrill right along with him.

This novella keeps you panting and breathless and in need of a certain thing that goes buzz buzz if your man isn't around. You don't want to miss this 5 star read!



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Falling in love will only leave you vexed.
Recent high school graduate, Athena Vale might seem bubbly and uncomplicated, but she has big plans and even bigger dreams, she’s only ever shared with her best friend, Karina. Athena’s strict upbringing has left her curious about taking a walk on the wild side—just once. And she knows exactly who she wants to go wild with.
President of the Iron Bulls MC, Reed “Romeo” Crownover has no shortage of women willing to entertain him. But these days, there’s only one girl on his mind —Athena. When she shows up at his clubhouse on the night of her eighteenth birthday, he decides it’s time to work her out of his system.
But one night turns into two, two turns into three, and soon the no-strings fun turns into something more passionate than either of them expected. An intense romance neither of them have ever experienced or knew they wanted.
She’s half his age.
He doesn’t fit in her world.
She’s leaving for Los Angeles to start a new life in a few days.
Their connection was vexed from the start.
Vexed is the fourth novella in the Iron Bulls MC series. Although Romeo and Athena make brief appearances in the first three books, Vexed can be read as a stand-alone. It does not end on a cliffhanger.



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All day I begged Karina to let me tag along to her boyfriend’s motorcycle club, but now that I’m here, I’m terrified.
The reality is so much scarier than all the things I’ve fantasized about since the first time I visited the Iron Bulls MC’s clubhouse.
A few weeks ago, I’d dropped Karina off to visit her boyfriend. I hadn’t expected the president of the club to take an interest me. The intensity of his deep blue eyes tied my tongue in knots and I made a fool of myself. That had been during the middle of the day. Things were relatively calm.
Tonight, the clubhouse is in the middle of a big celebration, and I’ve never seen some of sex acts being done around me. Not even on those five-minute Pornhub clips I’ve snuck a peek at once or twice when I found my way around my parents’ firewall.
My best friend has been keeping serious secrets. It blows my mind Karina hangs out around this erotic mayhem and never told me. I’m utterly shocked and throbbing with curiosity about everything I see.
You’re a whore just like your friend.
I give myself a shake, hoping to silent my parents’ ever-present criticism and focus. I swore if I had another chance to talk to Romeo, I wouldn’t embarrass myself. Yet here I am, gawking like a scared little girl.
This is the scene Romeo’s used to. The kind of behavior he expects. Sexy, confident girls. Not virgins who have no idea what they’re doing.
Well, some idea.
But my ex-boyfriend, Bobby, might as well have been an armadillo for all the similarity he has to Romeo.
The arrogance of having a road name like Romeo. Either he’s really good in the sack or has a micro penis.
God, I hope it’s not micro penis.
The way he’s staring at me and running his hand over a chin full of scruff, I think I’m about to find out.
“Did you have a good birthday?” he asks while watching me as if I’m the only person in the room.
Because he wants to get in your panties, idiot.
He doesn’t even pretend he’s not checking me out. His deep sapphire eyes gleam with sex and mischief while they appreciate my long, bare legs, covered by a short, frilly skirt. I practically feel the weight of his gaze as it moves up my body, over my hips, and over the swells of my breasts, barely concealed by the flimsy fabric of my camisole.
“Not really. I think you can make it better, though.” Where the hell did I find the lady balls to say that?
Romeo likes my forwardness. A feral smile lights up his face. Hell help me, this man’s insanely hot. The beard scruff doesn’t hide the hard angles of his jaw. The fitted T-shirt he’s wearing under his leather vest hints at the rock-hard body underneath. Tattoos peek out from every available inch of skin. His thick, dark hair seems too wild to be contained and falls over his forehead in a way that declares badass. Every inch of him screams reckless, gruff, crude, dirty, dangerous, and utterly irresistible.
I’m so in over my head with this guy…this man.
And I can’t wait to see what happens next.

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Phoenyx “Nyx” Slaughter has many roles, including writer, reader, and roughneck wrangler. She loves taboo stories—the filthier the better.
She loves to travel and meet new people with similar interests. Feel free to visit her on facebook or send her an email: NyxSlaughter@gmail.com


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