Reckless: An Anthology by Mika Jolie, Kylie Stewart, P.M. Carson & Sharla Lovelace

Title: Reckless: An Anthology

Authors: Mika Jolie, Kylie Stewart,
P.M. Carson & Sharla Lovelace
Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: November 8, 2018

Blurb

You’ve done what’s expected.
You’ve stayed in the “good girl” lane.
How’s that working for you?

If you have a chance at falling in love . . .
Will you take matters into your hands?
Kiss a stranger with wild abandon?
Throw caution to the wind along with your clothes?

Don’t think about the consequences.
Dive into the forbidden, the off-limits.
Be fearless.
Be wild.
Be unpredictable.
Be reckless.

***Each novella in the Reckless anthology is a never before published, swoon-worthy, standalone story by Mika Jolie, Kylie Stewart, P M Carson, and Sharla Lovelace.

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Can a fling turn into something real?

When the world throws me a curveball, I run away from Chicago to Martha’s Vineyard.

Just for a few days of soul searching before returning to my regular life. 

Then I meet him.

Chance Santos.

A curious force draws me to him.

I don’t believe in insta-love or the myth of happily-ever-after.

But the chemistry between us is undeniable.

In his arms, I find passion, learn who I am, and who I want to be.

Logic says walk away.

We’re strangers.

Two ships passing in the night.

Our lives are too different.

The age gap too wide.

But I crave him.

His touch.

His kiss.

His presence.

Is one amazing weekend enough to be the start of something?

Should I flee again?

Or do I dare take this Chance?

My marriage only lasted three pathetic hours and forty-two worthless minutes.

I thought coming home would be uncomplicated, that I could start over.

Then he walked into my life.

Older. Wiser. Dangerous.

Grayson Turner gave me a night of absolute, toe-curling bliss.

That was supposed to be the end.

Only his rough edges cut me open, and I can feel again.

My marriage crumbled after I caught my ex-wife in a lie.

I’ve had enough of the BS and games that go along with love.

And then I caught sight of Gemma Castile standing in my house.

Instantly, she seeps under my skin.

She’s twenty-eight and I’m forty.

One night of reckless passion.

That’s all it was supposed to be.

Together, we ventured into the deep …

Drew Canelli likes his women the way he likes his martinis. 

Warm, sexy and in various flavors.   

Shaken or stirred, classic and swank, original or edgy. 

He loves them all. 

The dirtier the better.

All the pleasure with no ill effects. No interference. No dependency. 

Once satisfied, he leaves the glass empty. 

Every time. 

Until a fresh shiny label, unique in style and garnish, appears.

Rachel Daine.

Strong. Heady. Habit forming. One sip leaves Drew a staggering drunk.

Hooked and hung over, cold turkey is his only hope.

But this time, he can’t resist the potent mix that promises to bite him back.

*Dirty Martinis is a modern spin on the traditional cocktail.

Ava James might have lost her mind.

She definitely lost her job.

Quit, actually—over the phone—with a boss more intimidating than God, after finding out that he gave her promotion to a manipulative, scheming sleazebag.

Off the rails with rage, predictable, rigid, all-work-and-no-play Ava decides to let her wild side fly.

What work trip? A long weekend in the Caribbean sounds better.

And the broody but hot stranger she can’t seem to shake? He’s getting under her skin in a very tasty way.

Dominic West is a highly trained covert operative looking to avenge his brother's death, but he never imagined that dark path involving her.

Ava James.

The face he has tracked from afar for years, and the one person who showed his broken brother kindness.

She’s being set up to fall or to die, and he can’t let either happen. Ava wears a tough shell, but up close—dangerously close—he sees her.

All of her.

And now she’s suddenly someone he needs to protect as much as betray.

New Release and a Review! Rough Around the Soul by Maria Monroe

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Blurb:

Gritty. Sexy. Taboo. Melanie Cannon is troubled, desperate, and only eighteen. Taking the fall for a friend, she’s forced into a drug education class, which she expects to be boring as hell. Until Detective Jake Beck walks in as her instructor. Jake knows it’s a mistake to get involved with a high school senior. But their passion is undeniable. Their bond is the kind that lasts forever. Their connection is more than just lust. Jake's willing to risk it all—even when harsh betrayal and ugly secrets threaten everything.

Review:

This was a first book for Maria Monroe's that I have read, and hopefully it will not be the last. The story was well thought out. The characters are rich, deep and throughly fleshed out. I think people might think the story is taboo because of the age difference, but I don't see the big deal other than she was still in high school. She is a legal adult, he is a legal adult, and though she might be young, if they had the age difference a few years later no one would think twice. Eh, take my opinion for what you will. This was a great story and I really recommend it. This is told in alternating views.

About the Author: Maria Monroe writes sexy and smart romance, often focusing on new adult characters. Bad boys, especially gruff and sexy ones, are her favorite alpha males to read (and write) about.

Her contemporary romance novels include The Rescue, Julian & Lia, Love (Literally), and Afterglow, an apocalyptic love story. Maria has also published two BDSM books, Her Millionaire Master and Kept by the Commanders, through Stormy Night Publications. She enjoys reading, playing Pokemon, building bonfires, drinking wine, sarcasm, hiking, and laughing about inappropriate things. She’s from Chicago and currently lives just outside the city with her three awesome kids, two rescue dogs, two rescue cats, and the most supportive husband in the world. You can learn more about her (and her two sisters, who are also romance authors!) at http://www.graffitifiction.com. Connect with Maria: Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/mariamonroeauthor Amazon: http://amzn.to/2nrPVNQ Twitter: https://twitter.com/AuthorMaria Bookbub: http://bit.ly/2nfCq2V Website: http://www.graffitifiction.com

Cover Reveal! Sound of Silence by Elizabeth Miller

Title: Sound of Silence

Author: Elizabeth Miller

Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance

Cover Design: Sommer Stein, Perfect Pear Cover Creations
Photography: Lindee Robinson Photography
Models: Travis Bendall & Debbie Schemansky
Release Date: May 15, 2017

Blurb

War isn’t a testament to a man’s strength—finding peace with it is.

Navy SEAL Caden Lawless is coming home. Holding his best friend as he bled out in the Afghanistan desert, Caden became bound by Justin’s desperate plea to care for his fiancée and to love the son he’d never know. Battling a barrage of memories and with a head full of noise, Caden travels cross country in his beat up Chevy to make good on his promise.

One knock on Piper Stevens’ door and he knows she isn’t broken. Pregnant and mourning the only man she’s ever loved, Piper wields her anger as a sword, slashing into Caden’s grief and his heart.

As Caden works to silence his demons, he finds a new mission, one far away from the heat and depravity that clawed its way into his soul. He demands his way into Piper’s life, intent on helping her pick up the pieces.

But even as the tentative fingers of a burgeoning friendship spread into something far deeper than either believed possible, duty calls for Caden to return to the battlefield. Fate brought them together—will war tear them apart? Or will Caden reclaim the sound of silence and remain with the woman who taught him love didn’t die in the desert?

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Excerpt

She’s down the hall. I can hear her music and her muffled voice as she sings. My hard cock hears her too and I’m suddenly angry about having more space. I want her with me, wrapped in my blankets, shifting restlessly as I watch her and make her wait for me to climb on top of her soft body. Fuck, I rub myself painfully against the zipper of my jeans. I huff through my frustration and get in the shower that I turn cold to appease my aching dick. It does little to ease the tension in my balls so I take matters into my own hand and beat off to images of her tits that I conjure in my mind. Even as I groan out my release I know it’s not good enough.   I need Piper.

God, I’ll beg. I will. I’m not above it.

Now that we’re settled in a new place, I can’t wait to make her mine. I promised slow but my pulse speeds while I towel off and throw on a pair of pajama pants, eager yet unsure of what I’ll say when I’m there. My palms sweat. Goddamn, I’m nervous. I stop dead in the hallway, feet from her room. For Christ’s sake, you’d think I’ve never approached a woman for sex. But this isn’t just that. I want to be careful with Piper. Correction, I want hard, primal fucking with Piper, but there’s time for soft and slow too. I want it all. I want all of her, all of the time.

I exhale and ease my heart into a steady beat, one that mimics the low bass throbbing out the beginnings of the stalker anthem “Every Breath You Take”. Well, okay. Maybe I need to layoff and refrain from begging. I laugh and rub my chest as I step into her doorway.

Fuck. Me. This roomie shit is hard and now so am I—again. Twelve months of no pussy zeros in on Piper in a tank and the female version of plaid boxers, short enough to show cheek as she bends to put a sweater in the bottom drawer of her dresser. She stands, throwing her head back on a high note. I can’t help but smile as she hits Sting’s pitch to perfection and then twists to gather the last garment from the laundry basket.

Piper’s engrossed in her music and doesn’t notice me leaning against the doorframe so I cross my arms and watch the show as it moves into “I need a Hero”.

“Nice moves, sunshine,” I murmur when she turns and her tits bounce through the dance. This is good shit.

Her head snaps up and she stumbles to the nightstand to switch off her Blu-ray speaker.

“Don’t stop on my account. That was better than a lap dance.”

“Oh, my God. Don’t you know how to knock?” She grabs a pillow from her bed, hugging it to her torso.

My grin grows. “I’ve seen your tits. You think hiding them from me will dissuade my imagination?”

Her gaze narrows in on mine, but then it flicks down to my abs and lower to my stiff cock. No shower in the world could kill that boner. She closes her eyes, but her accelerated breath moves the pillow up and down. Good, I like the direction she’s headed.

“Caden?”

“Piper?”

“How long . . . You’re trying . . .” She bites her bottom lip.

I nod. “Like so irritating you could tie me up? Because I might like that with you. Or, we can role play? I’ve got this fantasy.”

Her mouth falls open and then she swings the pillow and clocks me in the ear, a sneak attack that takes me off guard. I don’t know if I should be pissed at the assault or thrilled as my predatory nature wakes from sleep. The second hit lands on my hip. I snarl and size up my prey, at the same time stealing away her weapon. She pants and the tits I dream about heave, drawing my attention to the hard knots of her nipples straining against the fabric.

I stalk toward her. “You sure about this, sunshine?”

“I’ve got a good arm, Popeye. You scared?”

I stop and glare at her. “What did you call me?”

She laughs and chucks a pillow at my head. “Popeye the sailor . . .” she croons.

Oh, fuck no.

I advance. She retreats—singing. God is she hot, toned muscles, tanned skin, curves in every goddamn right place. And it hits me like a ton of feather pillows. I’m falling in love with Piper Stevens. The desperate ache in my cock is a pressing issue, but so is hearing her laugh and seeing her teasing smile every day. I want her voice to fill these walls until they crumble, even when the song is about me eating my spinach. This has moved beyond possession and into a dark cavern I’ve yet to explore. By the heavy lurch of my heart I’m not sure it’s ready to let her in. But I’m pretty sure that’s what happens. I’m going to share this piece of me and she’ll do the same. Together we’ll steady our pulse. Goddamn, the thought unleashes a primal instinct to claim her, take her, make it so no other man will ever have her again.

But first I’m going to wipe that grin off her face and make her scream. My initial pillow strike misses as she lobs to the left. The second hits her square over the head. Her eyes flare and then narrow and I can tell the minute tactical thought gives way to a frantic need to conquer her target. She misses a lyric and attacks in reckless swings. I’m trained in the art of war and in a minute, I chase her over the bed and to the other side of the room with quick snaps to the back of her thighs and a crack to her ass.

She twirls with indignation, gripping her backside and I drop my weapon. One arm around her waist, the other on her nape, I haul her against my chest and slam my mouth on hers.

Sweet Jesus she kisses me without hesitation, sucking my tongue into her mouth on a groan. We go deep, long open licks I use to punish her for singing that fucking song. It takes every ounce of my self-control not to pin her against the wall, peel off her shorts and fuck her into an apology. I’ll save that for later.   I tap her ass and help to wrap her legs around my waist and it’s the best, most natural place for her to be. When she wiggles into position, she slides down against my straining dick and I almost shoot my load. I moan and tug her hair, peeling her away to find her flushed skin, watch her lowered lids flutter against her cheeks as I rub the throbbing head of my cock against her pussy through fine layers of cotton.

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Author Bio

She wears many hats. Some include wife, mother of two small boys, writer, reader, lover of gummy bears and Henry Cavill. She’s a proud Indie author who adores a broken hero, a feisty heroine, and lots and lots of sexy times. In 2013 she decided to flex her writing muscles and began her debut novel: Midnight. Published in 2014, she continues writing sweet romantic, okay maybe a little bit erotic, suspenseful adult contemporary novels with characters you’re destined to fall in love with.

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New Release! Where Good Girls Go to Die by Holly Renee

Author: Holly Renee
Title: Where Good Girls Go to Die
Series: The Good Girls #1
Release Date: April 13, 2017

It was a bad idea from the beginning.

He was my brother's best friend and the definition of unavailable.

But I didn't care.

I had loved him for as long as I could remember.

He was worth the risk. He was worth everything.

But then he broke my heart as easily as I fell for him. He watched me fall, spiraling out of control, and as I reached for him, he wasn't there to catch me.

So I ran.

Four years later, I never expected to see him again.

He was still my brother's best friend, and he was more unavailable than ever.

He looked every bit the bad boy I knew he was, covered in tattoos and a crooked smile.

Guarding my heart from him was top priority because Parker James was where good girls go to die.

Unfortunately for him, I wasn't a good girl anymore.

When Parker finally walked in the door, I could feel the darkness that surrounded him.

He set his keys down on the counter and stared at me from across the room.

“You’re still here.” His voice was soft and just hearing it seemed to calm some of my anxiety.

“I told you I would be.”

He nodded his head, but I could see how lost he was in his eyes.

“Are you okay?”

He shook his head and looked away from me.

“I’m just tired. I’m going to jump in the shower. Okay?”

I nodded my head and he made his way up the stairs without a backward glance.

As I watched his back disappear up the stairs, my chest ached. He was hurting. It was clear to see it, but I didn’t know how to make it better. I didn’t know how to make him let me back in.

I walked up the stairs and I heard the shower kick on as I entered his room. He had left the door cracked open, and even though I knew I was invading his privacy, I stood at the door and watched him. His forehead pressed against the shower wall, the cascade of water raining down on him.

I stripped my clothes off until I was completely bare, and I stepped into the shower behind him. He didn’t lift his head when he heard the shower door, but I watched the muscles of his back tense.

“Livy, what are you doing?”

“Parker, please.” I ran my hands down his back before pressing my chest against him.

“I’m sorry, Livy. I’m just fucked up in my head right now. I just need… I don’t know. I need to be alone.”

“Let me help you,” I whispered before I pressed my lips against his back.

He shook his head, water flying around him. “I’m just so mad at myself. I’m so fucking angry.” He slammed his fist against the shower wall, and I wrapped my arms around his chest.

“Take it out on me, Parker. Let me help you let go.”

He turned toward me, finally looking me in the eyes. “I love you, Livy.”

“I know,” I nodded my head, “but fuck me like you don’t.”

Bookaholic, firm believer in grand gestures, and obsessed with happily ever afters.

Holly Renee is from the small town of Maryville, TN where she was born and raised. She currently lives with her husband and fur baby, Luna. (Yes. She was named after Luna Lovegood from Harry Potter.)

Holly Renee is the author of her debut novel Letting Go.

During the day, Holly spends her time as a nurse, but once her shift ends, she falls deep into her passion of reading and writing.

  

Blog Tour! Rock My World by Lee Piper

Title: Rock My World

Series: A Mondez Novel, 1

Author: Lee Piper

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Publisher: Evernight Publishing

High school teacher Grace Thompson didn’t want to be a mentor. And she sure as hell didn’t want to mentor Levi Mondez. 

They got off to a rocky start, but it wasn’t entirely her fault. How was she to know he was the lead singer of local rock band, Mondez? How was she to know he considered her short temper a turn on? And how was she to know her best friend, Riley, would fall for him? 

If he wasn’t so damn gorgeous it might have made the whole mess easier to handle. If he didn’t transform Grace into a blazing furnace of need, and if he hadn’t confused the hell out of her already bruised heart, life might have turned out a heck of a lot differently. She was screwed.

We were alone.

Guess it had to happen sooner or later.

I took a deep breath and turned to face Levi. He hadn’t moved from behind the desk and was watching me closely with an unreadable expression on his face. Once again, I lost the power of speech. This was going to become a real problem over the next six weeks if I didn’t get a handle on it soon and I desperately hoped I wouldn’t have to resort to communicating with him in other ways … like through interpretive dance.

Levi slowly stood, never once breaking eye contact with me. He put his notebook and pen away in the leather satchel before swinging it over his shoulder and slowly making his way towards me.

I gulped.

This man held me completely spellbound by the intensity in his gaze. And if I didn’t do something in the next few seconds to break the magnetic pull between us, I would either internally combust or beg him to put me out of my misery.

“We, ah, should really be heading back.”

Genius. Pure genius, Grace.

He completely ignored me and stopped a few inches away before slowly leaning down to murmur in my ear. “You were amazing.”

My brow furrowed and I stepped back, staring squarely up at him. “I was helping students draft their work, Levi, not solving the world hunger crisis.”

“When are you going to learn to take a compliment, kitten?”

“At about the same time you stop giving them.”

He smiled down at me and a small grin played about the corner of my lips. Parrying with him was growing dangerously enjoyable. I quickly turned and grabbed my belongings from the spare desk I’d dumped them on at the start of the lesson.

“We should really be going. I’ve got a double free period next but we’ll probably need that time to clear out some desk space in my office and find you a chair.”

“Yeah, that might take a while.”

“Look…” For some reason I felt the need to grow defensive over my non-existent organizational habits. Don’t ask me why. “I wasn’t exactly expecting to have a student teacher when I first arrived at school today, okay? And I sure as hell wasn’t ready for it to be you, so just—” I paused mid-sentence. Levi’s face broke into a grin of swoon-worthy proportions and I was having a hard time remembering where I was going with my rant. He stepped towards me again and this time I didn’t move back. I mean, I honestly didn’t trust my legs with any given movement. So I also didn’t stop Levi as he gently brushed the backs of his fingers down the side of my face before tucking a stray strand of hair behind my ear.

“Relax, kitten,” he all but purred.

Easy for him to say, he wasn’t the one currently fighting a losing battle against gravity.

“We’ll get it sorted out. There’s no need to get your panties in a twist.”

My eyes popped open in shock. “Don’t think for one second that you’re having any effect whatsoever on my panties,” I growled out.

Liar.

He just grinned wider and brushed his thumb across my bottom lip.

I couldn’t help myself. I opened my mouth and bit down on it.

Levi inhaled sharply from my involuntary assault and his pupils dilated to an alarming degree.

Fuck.

What was I doing?

So, before Teacher Grace could appear and cane my sordid ass, I released his thumb from between my teeth, spun on my heel and wrenched the door open. To say I essentially bolted back to my office would not have been an understatement. And to be blunt, I honestly didn’t give a shit if Levi followed me or if he got lost along the way.

Playlist for Rock My World

Cog, The New Normal

1. Real Life

2. Anarchy OK

3. Silence is Violence

4. Resonate

5. The Spine

6. My Enemy

7. Run

8. The River Song

9. Charades

10. Doors (Now and Then My Life Feels Like It’s Going Nowhere)

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Lee Piper is a lover of books. She often juggles reading seven novels at a time for the sheer joy of it. At the grand old age of five, Lee Piper decided to become an author, however found a limited market for her unicorn stories. So, high school English teacher it was.

​At thirty-two, and grieving the loss of her second miscarriage, Lee Piper turned to novels—Kylie Scott to be precise—to escape the pain. This then inspired her to write Rock My World, the first in a four part contemporary romance series. Her debut novel not only reached the second round of the 2016 Emerald Award, but also became an Evernight Publishing bestseller within the first two weeks of publication.

Lee Piper lives in Adelaide, South Australia with her drummer husband, cheeky daughters, and one very crazy dog.

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