Jade West Dirty Bad Savage

Title: Dirty Bad Savage 

Author: Jade West 

Genre: Erotic Romance, BDSM 

They say Callum Jackson's a savage.

No home. No prospects. No self-restraint.

He's red-flagged on my system, a grade-1 aggression risk, totally off limits for a woman like me.

But the rules don't allow for my dangerous games; they don't bend for my twisted desires.

Callum Jackson is the most beautiful beast. 

A beast I can't stop thinking about, can't stop wanting, can't stop hunting...

...I just pray to God this beast bites.

Sophia Harding runs a tight ship. She may work in the dregs of housing association slums, but her patch is on the way up. 

Anti-social behaviour is down, employment is on the rise, and she's even been shortlisted for estate manager of the year.

It's looking good. Really good. Until Callum Jackson completes his jail time and lands right back on her doorstep.

She could do without a guy like him on her books: a failure of the system and a pain in the fucking ass.

She should tick the boxes, do her job and keep her distance – that's what the handbook says. The handbook says no one-on-one contact, no at-risk situations, no direct confrontation of any kind.

But the handbook doesn't know of her craving for hardcore submission.

The handbook has no fucking idea how she yearns to unleash Jackson at club Explicit, where his savage can really run wild.

The handbook doesn't know shit...

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Sophia Harding works in the middle of a slum in a housing project that people are afraid to step foot in.  Things have been going good there despite the residents until Callum Jackson is release from jail.

He is a menace to society and is red flagged for being trouble and Sophia is attracted to this savage beast.  She needs danger in her life and he fits her criteria.  Sophia is at loose ends after her favorite Dom is no longer available Masque as he found someone else.  Missing the excitement despite having a new Dom who she has grown bored with.

She is on a quest for danger and Callum offers her what she is missing but he is new to the scene which Sophia throws him into.  Callum learns to release his savage side that Sophia craves for as a submissive.  But can these two find themselves an existence where there is more to their relationship than just good sex?  Will they be able to go past their different worlds and find love?

Another winner by Jade West into the BDSM lifestyle.

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Jade West is a contemporary erotic author, real life submissive, and former sex chat-line operator, who is plenty used to getting people all steamed up with her dirty mouth. Her debut release, Dirty Bad Wrong, smashed into the Amazon top 100 in February 2015, and the next standalone in the Dirty Bad series, Dirty Bad Savage, releases June 9th.

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Cover Reveal for Jesse by Jo Raven

JESSE (Damage Control, #2) COVER REVEAL

New Adult contemporary romance

by Jo Raven

Cover by Jo Raven

Model: Francis Clément

Photographer: Sara Eirew

 

RELEASE DATE: Late June/Beginning of July 2015

   

SYNOPSIS:

Returning to Madison hurts. I thought I’d left my past behind, but the past goes on living. I carry it inside of me, it’s a piece of me. People have marked me in indelible ways and I drag the shreds of my soul behind me, trying to put my pieces back together. I’m not the Amber I used to be. I fly under the radar, try to be invisible. It doesn't always work. Drawing attention scares me. It always spells trouble. Returning to my home town is a last ditch effort to lay my demons to rest and start anew, for good this time. Meeting Jesse Lee wasn’t in the plan. Yet here he is with his heart-stopping, sexy grin, handsome like a god, shining bright. He’s full of life, full of heat, packing the energy of a thousand suns in his gaze and muscular body. Jesse burns, and the pain of being near him is sweet. But he’s foiling my plans. It’s hard to remain a ghost when he’s around. Hard to avoid his attention, to remain invisible. He sees me, really sees me, and behind his bright radiance, I can see shadows from his own past crowding in. He’s swimming hard to stay afloat even as he reaches for me. What is he afraid of? And how can he save me from drowning when he can’t even save himself?

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EXCERPT:

I turn on him, hands on my hips. “What do you want?” “That sounds like a trick question.” He winks. “Does it? You barged in here and you think asking you what you want is a trick question?” “Hey now. I didn’t barge in here. You opened the door.” He lifts his hands much like Kayla did. I think I scare people. Good. Better them than me. “You’re an ass.” He grins. “And a fine one, too.” Oh dear God. “You’re a dick.” He nods solemnly, but his eyes dip to my cleavage and darken to forest green. “A big, big dick.” Crap, I walked right into this one, didn’t I? Of course, I’ve always had trouble recognizing plays on words and jokes. I should be upset. He’s teasing me, and teasing, in my book, is a prelude to hurting me. But the smile lingering on his full lips takes the sting away, and what’s more, it’s hot. Way too hot. Heat rushes to my face, flames licking my cheeks, and a pulse starts between my legs. This is so not happening. “Stop being such a jerk.” “You say that affectionately.” He’s somehow moved closer to me while I was busy self-combusting and his scent engulfs me, something hot, spicy and heady like mulled wine. “Like that pet name you gave me.” What? I stare at the dark brows over his intense eyes, the faint stubble on that square jaw, that mouth and… Oh God. I’ve lost the thread. I tear my gaze from his face, glancing down at his bare arms. One of them is heavily inked with swirling colors and a snake. A cobra, I think, done in red and green, curling on his thick bicep. And underneath the riot of colored ink swathing his arm from shoulder to wrist, faint crisscrossing lines catch my eyes, some thin and some thick, dark and raised. Scars. His voice startles me. “This place sure looks different when it’s not full of people.” “Like what, empty?” He chuckles, warm and delicious like a treacle of melted hot chocolate. “Like, nice.” “Although there’s no blonde wrapped around you and no sucking involved?” He chokes and bends over hacking. “You…” He shakes his head as he straightens, and wipes his mouth on the back of his hand. “Shit.” Yeah, I’m not only antisocial, I also don’t have any control over my mouth. Double whammy. Who wouldn’t want to be around me? “So what do you want?” Might as well get this over with so we can both go on our separate ways – he, back to his blonde and the sucking, and me, to my room and my beads. He flinches, a barely there twitch that has me wondering if I even saw it. “I lost… something. A leather wrist band. I can’t find it since the party here, and I thought to ask in case you saw it anywhere.” I remember seeing the band on his arm that night. “It was an old thing, wasn’t it?” Old, worn and starting to fray. “It’s…” He rubs his forehead, frowning. “It’s important to me.” He’s been an ass. Sort of. He’s been pushy. Kind of. He scares me. But the uncertainty is back in his eyes, and now I know I didn’t imagine it. And although I’m not sure what to do with it, this glimpse beneath the sunny surface that defines Jesse Lee, I wish… I wish I could. I wish I had the courage to prod and break the brittle skin, the scab over a wound I can only guess at. “I haven’t seen it,” I say, and his jaw tightens. This bracelet really seems important to him. “But I’ll look around. We’re still cleaning after the party from hell.” “Thanks.” His mouth quirks. He shifts back and leans against the wall, and I try hard not to notice how good he looks in a faded green T-shirt and low-slung dark jeans, not to stare at the bulge between his legs. Oh God, I’m checking out his package. Crap, no way…  

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Jo Raven writes New Adult erotic contemporary romance. She loves sexy bad boys and strong-willed heroines, and divides her time between writing and reading. When not cooking up plots, she putters in her cluttered kitchen and dreams of traveling to India and Japan.

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Better When It Hurts by Skye Warren:

Title: Better When It Hurts Author: Skye Warren Release Date: June 4th Genre: Erotic Romance Hosted by: SBB Promotions

A forbidden romance about pain that binds us together…

Five years ago we lived in the same house. He was the ultimate bad boy. And my foster brother. Now he's back. Tougher, harder, meaner. All of it aimed at me, because I was the one who sent him away. It's payback time. He wants his pound of flesh, and I am helpless to say no.

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I try not to scan the floor when I enter. There’s already a buzz in the air, the hunger and desperation of a strip club on Saturday night. I’m ready to earn money, ready to move my body.

Ready to pretend Blue doesn’t bother me.

He’s nowhere in sight, and I breathe a sigh of relief. A group of men are still gathered near the railing. They’d tipped me pretty well while I was up there, so I figure I have a good shot at a lap dance. I saunter over, my breasts barely contained in the red bikini top, my skin coated in sweat and glitter and the thick smoke of this place.

“Nice set,” says a low voice from behind me.

I turn to see Blue standing there, arms crossed so his muscles bulge, lids lowered in that intense way of his. Shit. “Thanks,” I say, but the only thing I’m really thankful for is that my voice doesn’t shake.

He’s the head of security at the Grand, which should make me feel safe. Except we have a history. And he hates my guts. So there’s no affection in his eyes when they scan me up and down. No kindness in his voice when he adds, “You look great.”

The way he says it, it sounds like a threat. He makes me feel like the scared little girl I used to be when I knew him before. And him? He’s like the big bad wolf, sizing me up before he swallows me whole.

I force myself to shrug at him, to toss my hair. “Thanks, sweetie.”

He circles me, surrounding me. “But then, you always look great. That’s what you like, isn’t it? Having men panting after you? Leading us along by our dicks?”

My throat gets tight. I know that’s what people think of me. They take one look at my lipstick and my short skirt and assume the worst. God, they’re right. But it’s worse to hear it from him. Worse because he once believed in me. “Do you expect me to apologize for earning a living?”

His lids lower. “Not for that.”

I can’t meet his eyes. I know exactly what he wants me to apologize for. And he’ll never believe me. Even showing weakness in this game is enough to get me killed. “I don’t apologize to anyone.”

“Of course you don’t,” he says, his voice full of loathing. “But I don’t want your words.”

I can’t help but whisper, “What do you want?”

That makes him smile. It’s not a nice smile. “I think you know the answer to that.”

He wants to hurt me, to use me. He wants to fuck me. I swallow hard. “That isn’t for sale.”

“I wasn’t planning to pay you.”

This should be easy. Tell him no. Make him believe it. I’ve done this for a thousand men before. Somehow he’s different. Maybe because I don’t really believe it myself.

I know he’s watching me. I know he’s hatching his plans. My heart speeds up every time I turn away from him, wondering if this is the time he’ll pounce. One of these times, he’s going to dig into me with his teeth and his claws. He’s going to hurt me, and I’m not sure I’ll survive it.

Not tonight, though. Not now.

I take a step away from him. “If you aren’t going to pay for my time, I think I’ll find someone who will.”

His eyes darken. “Your call, gorgeous.”

I hear the unspoken message beneath his words, steel under velvet. For now.

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Hannah past finally caches up with her after five years.  She ends up working at a strip club as she tries to make ends meet when her foster brother ends up being a bouncer at the club.

She knows he is out for revenge after their last meeting when she said that he raped her when it was her foster parents own son despite they both loved each other.  Hannah knows he wants his pound of flesh after her accusation and she is unable to resist him.

Blue wants Hannah despite knowing he should stay away from her.  He still wants her and seeing any male touch her angers him even knowing that it is her job as a stripper.

When they finally cannot resist each other, they find themselves wanting more but she will not admit it.  Can these two find a way to come together despite their past and move on?  A hot sexy story that moves along.

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SWEET ACHE by K. Bromberg

Meet Hawke & Quinlan in SWEET ACHE - the newest Rock Star stand-alone in the Driven Series by K. Bromberg!

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Blurb

The New York Times bestselling author of Slow Burn turns up the heat when a sexy bet turns into so much more....

Hawkin Play, the bad boy rock star with a good guy heart, has lived a lifetime of cleaning up after his twin brother’s mistakes. Hunter’s most recent screwup could land Hawke in jail and risk the band’s future. Hawke agrees to guest lecture at a local college to stay in the judge’s good graces—and a bet with his bandmate to seduce his sexy teaching assistant is icing on the cake.

Quinlan Westin is harder to bed than Hawke imagined. She knows his type and is determined to avoid the rocker at all costs—even if their attraction runs deeper than simple lust.

Just as Hawke might finally be winning over the girl, his brother has other plans. When Hunter realizes his twin finally has a weakness, he’ll stop at nothing to take advantage....

EXCERPT #1

Quinlan

“Now you guys need to get going so you have time for Quin to give you the complete rundown,” Professor Stevens says.

Of course she has no idea the double entendre she’s just given Hawkin about me giving him a complete rundown, but I know Hawke catches it. I manage to resist the urge to stomp my feet in frustration and storm out of her office like a toddler. Instead I give her a tight smile before turning and walking out of the office and then the department.

I stand there in the sunshine, waiting for him to get his ass in gear and quit wasting my time. When I finally hear the door open I just start walking and the sound of his boots is the only inclination that he’s following.

“I’ve got longer legs than you Trixie,” he chides from a few feet back. “But feel free to keep swinging your hips like that, and I’ll stay right here behind you and enjoy the show.”

I bristle at the comment. At the moment there’s no authority to be respectful of, no damage that can’t be undone.

“A show?” The pitch of my voice escalates as I whirl around to face him—sunglasses on, hair disheveled, and I wish I hadn’t turned around because damn, he’s just that devastatingly fine. I’m quiet for a beat as we both appraise each other from behind darkened lenses. His dark hair, tanned skin, and cocky smirk pulls at those parts of me I don’t want to be pulled. “You want to talk about a show.” I grit the words out, trying to push my physical attraction to him from my mind. “Let’s talk about your little performance for Dr. Stevens.”

“I know. I’m good, huh? Sorry but a man’s got to do what he’s got to do . . . Besides, I wasn’t done with you yet.”

My mouth falls lax and I’m momentarily flabbergasted. “Done with me yet?” I sputter the words when I’ve recovered my wits at his arrogance run amuck . . . But I can’t deny the little flutter in my belly at his comment. There’s just something about him aside from the whole I’m a rock-star thing, that makes me desire him in a way I can’t put into words.

“Yep.” He says casually as he unwraps a Starburst and pops it into his mouth. And I hate that I’m fascinated with watching his mouth suck on the sweet candy. Luckily he speaks so I can distract myself from the captivating sight. “I’m pretty sure you have a usefulness . . . I’m just trying to figure out what that is.” He licks his lips. “Well, besides the obvious, that is . . .” Smirk is handily in place and I hate that ache starting to simmer in my core.

“Why don’t you go suck a—”

“Relax,” he says, angling his head to the side and emitting a laugh as he steps closer to me. “I’m just teasing you. You’re so damn easy to rile up and so hard to resist. Plus you’re even hotter when you’re pissed. I like it.” He shrugs an apology, hands shoved deep in the pockets of his jeans with a sheepish grin that softens all those hard edges and makes me sigh with the contrast of characteristics. He holds a red Starburst out to me as a peace offering. “C’mon, you know you want to be the star to my burst.”

We’ve stopped, my hands are on my hips, and the sun is falls around us as hewaits for me to react to his innocent little comment. Deep down I know I’m screwed. I feel an urge to smile but immediately realign my defenses. The contradiction he presents, the smooth with the rough, is the one thing that I always fall for when it comes to men.

And I’m not going to fall for Hawkin Play.

About the Author:

New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author K. Bromberg is that reserved woman sitting in the corner who has you all fooled about the wild child inside of her—the one she lets out every time her fingertips touch the computer keyboard.

K. lives in Southern California with her husband and three children. When she needs a break from the daily chaos of her life, you can most likely find her on the treadmill or with Kindle in hand, devouring the pages of a good, saucy book.

On a whim, K. Bromberg decided to try her hand at this writing thing. Her debut novels, Driven, Fueled, and Crashed of The Driven Trilogy were well received and went on to become multi-platform bestsellers as well as landing on the New York Times and USA Today lists. Her other works include a short story, UnRaveled, and a companion piece to The Driven Trilogy titled Raced. She is currently working on three stand alone Driven novels, Slow Burn, Sweet Ache, and Hard Beat. She also plans to release a novel addressing the 10 year gap at the ending of Crashed in late fall 2015

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Dead Ringer by Sarah Fox

Title:  Dead Ringer: A Music Lover's Mystery
Author:  Sarah Fox
Series: A Music Lover's Mystery
Genre: Mystery & Detective / Cozy
Release Date:  June 2, 2015
Publisher:  HarperCollins
Imprint: WitnessImpulse
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ISBN: 9780062413031
Pages: 304
List Price: 2.99 USD Ebook
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Synopsis

Dead Ringer by Sarah Fox is the first in the Music Lover’s Mystery series.

Orchestra practice hits the wrong chord when a fellow musician is found dead, and violinist (and now amateur sleuth) Midori Bishop finds herself investigating more than just a new concerto in Sarah Fox’s new cozy mystery, Dead Ringer.

Midori Bishop’s life is hitting all the right notes. She has her dream job playing violin in the Point Grey Philharmonic Orchestra, and is embarking on a new relationship with the symphony’s hot maestro. But when Midori finds a cellist strangled to death during a rehearsal, the maestro soon becomes the number one suspect and Midori his only supporter.

Midori sets out to prove the maestro’s innocence, but soon discovers that he and many others have secrets they would rather keep hidden. For someone who was only a ringer - a temporary member of the orchestra - the dead cellist had certainly made a lot of enemies. And as the investigation takes Midori closer to the truth, the killer gears up for a grand finale -with Midori as the intended victim.

About the Author

 

Sarah Fox was born and raised in Vancouver, British Columbia where she developed a love for mysteries at a young age. When not writing novels or working as a legal writer she is often reading her way through a stack of books or spending time outdoors with her English Springer Spaniel.

Killing for Keeps A Kate Daniels Mystery by Mari Hannah

Title:Killing for Keeps

Series: A Kate Daniels Mystery
Author: Mari Hannah
ISBN: 9780062387141
Genre: Police, Detective, Thriller
Imprint: Witness Impulse
On Sale: Ebook 06/02/2015 Paperback 6/30/2015
Pages: 416
List Price: 2.99 USD
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They know he's coming.

Two brothers from the same criminal family die within hours of each other, five miles apart—one on the edge of a Newcastle industrial estate, the other in the busy emergency room of a local hospital. Both victims have suffered horrific injuries.

Who wanted them dead? And will they kill again? Investigating these brutal and bloody killings leads detective Kate Daniels to break some rules, putting her career as well as her life on the line.

As the body count rises in the worst torture case Northumbria police have ever seen, the focus of the investigation widens to Glasgow and beyond, ending in a shocking confrontation with a dangerous offender hell-bent on revenge.

About the Author

Mari Hannah was born in London and moved north as a child. Her career as a probation officer was cut short when she was injured while on duty, and thereafter she spent several years as a film/television screenwriter. She now lives in Northumberland with her partner, an ex-murder detective. She was the winner of the 2010 Northern Writers’ Award and is a nominee for the 2013 Polari First Book Prize.

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Iron and Blood by Auston Habershaw

Title:  Iron and Blood
Author:  Auston Habershaw
Series: Saga of the Redeemed #2
Genre: Fantasy Adventure
Release Date:  June 2, 2015
Publisher:  HarperCollins
Imprint: Harper Voyager Impulse
Pages: 192
List Price: 1.99 USD
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Part II of the Saga of the Redeemed picks up right where The Iron Ring left off …

After Tyvian Reldamar gets double-crossed by his business partner, he is affixed with an iron ring that prevents the wearer from any evildoing. Not one to be deterred by this set-back, he quickly puts into motion a plan for revenge—one that will use every dirty trick in the book.

But things are never simple for mastermind Tyvian, especially not after he uncovers a sinister plot: evil wizard Banric Sahand is planning to decimate the city of Freegate. Now Tyvian must learn to work with—and rely on—his motley crew of accomplices including an adolescent pickpocket, an obese secret-monger, a fearsome gnoll, and a Mage Defender...who is also trying to get him arrested.

Time is running out for Tyvian’s plan for revenge-while the fate of the city hangs in the balance.

About the Author

On the day Auston Habershaw was born, Skylab fell from space. When he learned of this as a small boy, it pretty much sealed his authorial fate.

After over a decade's worth of odd jobs, part-time passions, and pointless diversions, Auston now teaches English at a university and writes novels and stories all the rest of the time. He lives in the city of his birth, Boston, Massachusetts, with his wife, dog, and two lovely little girls.

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