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Emily Roberts was done with men! She believed she was content with just focusing on her career. After Adam, her ex, cheated on her with not one but two of her co-workers, Emily fled from her former workplace, forgoing her internship and decided to start anew. Though her decision to write off love had held up for over a year, her chastity belt would soon be put to the test when Julien Belmont, a French billionaire, takes an interest in her. In one night, she questions everything she believes and though she is determined that he is no different from the rest, she finds herself in a world wind of affairs, lies and a tug of war between old and new men...

Can she learn to love again or will she flee from Julien,

who she admits is the best lover she has ever had?

Julien Belmont is a gorgeous, commanding, and passionate Frenchman who enjoys his freedom. His ever growing sexual hunger makes it so his appetite is never quite quenched. At least not until he meets Emily. One night with her changes everything he has ever believed in.

Will his past destroy his potential future with Emily?

Or will the fire between them burn eternal!

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Emily Roberts is a confused woman. While her heart feels entangled with Julien’s, her mind fights for the man who had always been true to her, Adam. Feeling that she can never trust Julien again, she tries to move on... But the heart is not one that can be ignored. Even after Julien’s lies, she yearns still for his touch.

The heart is not one that can be ignored and

even after all Julien has done, she yearns still for his touch...

Julien Belmont never meant to hurt Emily. One night, one mistake, one lie costs him the love of his life and he is left with no choice but to watch her leave. When Julien’s action causes Emily to have an accident, the guilt that he feels is unbearable. Determined to get her back, he tries to ends his ties to the only thing standing in the way of his happiness, his wife!

But all is fair in love and war.

Cutting ties with a woman scorned is never easy.

EXPECTED RELEASE DATE:

April 29th 2014

ADAM

My encounter with Julien Belmont wasn't pleasant. Suzie didn't want to piss off the already distraught Julien, so she thought it was a better idea to wait him out, figuring that eventually he would have to go home and rest. Welp, that didn't quite go as planned since the chump looked as though he was planning on moving right in with Emily in the hospital. Freaking kiss-ass! When Suzie came downstairs and told me that I had five minutes before Julien got back from the restroom, I groaned in annoyance. This was so freaking wrong. I had been with Emily for years. This lame guy just got here, and I was now being forced to sneak around and tip toe around him as if he was some freaking God. Just get to Emily! When we got upstairs, Emily laid seemingly asleep. Her frail, small body was bandaged up in various places. The centerpiece, her head, had suffered the most damage. My heart broke at the sight. Thoughts of her laughing and enjoying life flooded my mind as I watched the contrasting void expression on her face. “They put her in an induced coma to allow her body time to heal. Something about swelling in her head,” Suzie said while fighting a fresh wave of tears. I stared at my girl, my heart aching, knowing that there wasn't much I could do to help her other than let her know that I was here with her. “Baby girl, what did I tell you about talking on the phone and driving, huh? I swear you’re trying to kill me. Don’t you know I love you? I’ll always love you, sweet girl.” “Just what in the hell do you think you’re doing?” I heard from behind me before someone grabbed hold of my uniform work shirt. Needless to say, Mr. Tall-dark-and-handsome was a pain in my ass! French! Emily was dating a freaking Frenchman. How the hell was I going to compete with that shit!

Kim was born and raised in the great state of New York. She is a newly self-published author.

She has always believed that one day she would become an author. She enjoyed reading and writing all of her life and had always felt that it was somewhat of a calling for her. At age 28, she had no idea that she would become an Erotic Romance Author, mostly because she had just gotten into reading Romances last year and instantly fell in love with the genre.

Kim enjoys the passions of love and believes that there is no greater feeling than the initial jilt we get when we first meet that right person. Wanting to provide romance readers with stories that they can feel and get lost in, Kim decided in September 2013 to become a published author. Her first novella is "DISCOVERED" which will be a part of "The Cover Series," debuted on December 28th 2013.

When she is not writing, she enjoys hanging out with her friends and family and reading. Her favorite books are always romance based with a healthy dose of erotica. ♥

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The Promiss Series Blog Tour (Author Spotlight)

The Promise Series Five best friends scattered by time and distance will soon come together to witness the wedding vows of one. But in the meantime, each woman make pledges of her own and finds unexpected new love waiting just around the corner. Promises will be made and sometimes broken but sisterhood endures in this series about five forever-friends and the men who love them. Book 1 - The Seduction Vow Book 2 - The Temporary Promise Book 3 - The Matchmaking Pact Book 4 - The New Leaf Pledge Book 

5 - The Wedding Affirmation

The Seduction Vow Publication Date: February 7, 2014 After an abruptly ended engagement, Graciela Ramirez is dying of a broken heart and she has to attend her friend’s wedding as the only member of her old group who’s still a virgin. She sets out on a quest to do some things she’s never done, including hooking up with a random stranger. Graci never expects that Neal, the hot musician she literally runs into one night at a bar, might become a man she could truly care for. But love doesn’t arrive on a schedule and that annoying virginity may not be as easy to lose as she’d hoped.

The Temporary Promise Publication Date: February 16, 2014

Waitress and struggling actress Tara Rambeaugh has grown used to the idea that her career might not progress beyond an occasional commercial or role in local theater—until her best friend’s brother, Luis lights a fire under her by encouraging her to make a big move.

Soon Tara is taking more than career risks as she plunges headlong into a steamy relationship with the guy she crushed on as a teenager. But war veteran Luis has issues of his own, and Tara doesn’t know if either of them is ready to handle anything serious—even as her heart is falling deeper in love.

The Matchmaking Pact Publication Date: March 5, 2014 Corinne Cartright has an agenda: to snap up the office hottie before someone else does. She and her buddy Seth make a pact to each try to land their current crushes and, failing that, to set each other up with the perfect match. But learning more about her friends’ romantic choices causes Corinne to rethink what she wants from a relationship. Is it possible that the man of her dreams has been right in front of her all this time?

The New Leaf Pledge Promise Series, Book 4 Coming Soon!

Adya Parish has been a drifter for too long. She vows to take back control and not rely on any man to keep her. Piecing together a new life requires time spent alone or with friends—not with the sweet man, his adorable daughter and crazy dog that careen into her life. But with one chance meeting in the park, Adya begins to find the family she has always longed for. It will take real strength of will to refuse to fall for them and continue to stand alone for the first time in her life.

The Wedding Affirmation Promise Series, Book 5 Coming Soon!

Bree’s wedding to Tony, the man she truly loves, has almost arrived. But first it’s time for a bachelorette weekend with the best friends from her youth, Graci, Tara, Corinne and Adya. Considered the wild one of the group back in the day, Bree hardly seems a candidate to be first down the aisle. She feels driven to have one last crazy fling and, as the weekend progresses, she begins to panic about making her wedding vows. It takes the considerable will power and support of her friends to set Bree back on the course to love.

Bonnie Dee began telling stories as a child. Whenever there was a sleepover, she was the designated ghost tale teller, guaranteed to frighten and thrill with macabre tales. She still has a story printed on yellow legal paper in second grade about a ghost, a witch and a talking cat. Writing childish stories for her own pleasure led to majoring in English at college. Like most English majors, she dreamed of writing a novel, but didn't have the necessary focus and follow through at that time in her life. A husband, children and work occupied the next twenty years and it was only in 2000 that she began writing again. Bonnie enjoys reading stories about people damaged by life who find healing with a like-minded soul. When she couldn't find enough books to suit her taste, she began to write them. Connect with Bonnie Website ~ Facebook ~ Twitter

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The Seduction Vow by Bonnie Dee
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

This book was a book I thought was going to the something I have read over and over but it was not instead it was a sweet romantic book that grabbed my heart the moment I started reading. the plot was awesome the amount of self preservation the author put in to the main character was brilliant I honestly do not think I have ever read a book where the girl had those types of morals. I am glad that she was able to move on from the issues she was facing and I honestly would love to know more about her. This is the first book in a five part series however each book talks about one of her friends and they all lead up to the big wedding that one of her friends are having. I am looking forward to reading all the books and can not wait to picture this wedding that is in the making.

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BABY GIRL 2 Spotlight

A spooky short from Elle’s life: A piece of inspiration for Bay Girl

On a bright sunny California day I made a pit stop at the local drug store on my way home from work. I desperately had to have the latest V.C. Andrews novel, which, if memory serves correctly was one of the Heaven series. I shifted my egg shaped, chocolate colored Honda into neutral, applied the emergency brake and happily flounced out of my car with only one thought, buying my new book. As I walked the short distance into the drug store I heard a set of quickening footsteps behind me. Upon stealing a glance, a thrityish man, average looking wearing an everyday business suit was swiftly gaining ground on me. Something about him gave me the chills so I rushed into the store, grabbed the book off the shelf and wasted no time in run-walking to the checkout. Observing that he was no where to be seen I waited in line, checking for his whereabout every few seconds. I safely made it to the cashier, sighing a breath of relief, thinking I had escaped him. As the cashier handed me the bag he walked up behind me, and attempted conversation. I ran out the door, jumped into my car, locked all the doors, and started up the little 4 cylinder engine. As I readied my car into first gear I heard a knock on my window. I had been in such a rush to get away from him I stopped watching. He motioned for me to roll down my window, and asked if I wanted to go have Chinese food with him. I shouted, “No,” and chirped my car out of it’s resting place. I was sixteen at the time and was scared out of my wits. Thoughts of him being worse than a pedophile swirled around in my brain. The story doesn’t end here. He trailed me out of the parking lot and down many streets. Instead of going straight home, I zigzagged all over the small city until his car was gone. Eventually I made it home safely, but not without parking my car behind the fence so it couldn’t be easily seen and telling my parents all about the blood chilling incident. I was a teen long before cell phones or beepers for that matter, and I wholeheartedly believe that is an incident in which using a cell while driving should be legal. If I’d had one, then I would have dialed 911 without hesitation.

Charlotte Greenbrier A.K.A Student

I used the power of the internet to try and find information on my mom. I again wasn’t sure where to start so I went back to archived newspaper articles; disappearances, strange deaths, anything that would tell me what happened. I had found a lot of disappearances, but none that were my mom or even close. I looked through deaths, murders and unsolved mysteries. Finally, I found a story about a young woman who was found floating upstream in a river. It wasn’t far from where I had lived and the date was about the time she went missing. It was also within the months of my being alone in the cabin. The body hadn’t been identified and there weren’t a lot of details: she was in her early thirties, red hair and petite in size. The description matched my mom. She had been strangled before being thrown into the river, and her attacker was never found. If this was my mom, was she killed in a bad drug deal? Had she whored herself out to the wrong man? Again, I was left with answers but even more questions. I wrote down the name of the officer in charge of the case and the author of the newspaper article.

I wanted to make phone calls, but not from my room.  Any calls made through the hotel were on record via the phone bill. I also didn’t want to be followed by Mr. Dancy Eyes, or anyone else for that matter. I had always been able to melt into a crowd, to be seen but not really seen. Now my face was plastered everywhere, and I longed to blend. Didier had some clothes in my room, so I rummaged through them until I found something that looked okay. A pair of baggy pants and a button down shirt. I pulled my hoodie on over it, rolled my hair into a cap, and took a quick glance in the mirror.  Not too horrible, since oversized clothes were in style.

On the streets I needed a phone, an untraceable one,… a throwaway cell phone. A few blocks down was a store, something like a jiffy store, the kind of place that sells cigarettes, candy and other miscellaneous items. Inside they had disposable phones, so I purchased one and headed back to the hotel. No good. I didn’t want to go back to the hotel. My sense of anonymity forced the need to find someplace that had no connection to my present life. Spotting a small café with a seat outside, and nobody else around I made my phone calls. I wasn’t sure who to talk to first, but thought the media might be my best choice since they were always so nosy.

The reporter who worked my mother’s case was as good a place as any to start, I thought. Her office gave me a run around and finally patched me through to her. “Gina Brandt” she said pointedly.

“Thanks for speaking with me. My name is Charlotte Greenbrier. I’m a journalism student and I would like to ask you some questions about a case you worked. I have to write a paper on an unsolved mystery.”

“Which case?”

“It was a couple years ago, a woman in her early thirties with red hair found floating upstream in a river?”

“Yeah, she was badly bruised, but it was post mortem, most likely caused by the stream’s current dragging and bouncing her off the rocks. Her body had been decomposing already for months. She didn’t have any ID, couldn’t find a dental record or a finger print match in the system.”

It was difficult for me to continue talking and listening. The article had run in several different papers within the area, but nothing turned up. She was a mystery woman, whom nobody claimed. I could feel the tears well up in my eyes, and my throat start to burn, but I couldn’t cry, not now. I knew my mom was a junkie and not much of a mother, but she was all I had until she was gone. I wanted more details about her physical characteristics. “Could you give me a description of her?” I asked.

“Sure. She was Caucasian, approximately five feet tall, thin, and had freckles. She had track marks up and down her arms, but that was all printed in the paper. I was in your shoes once so I’m going to give you something that wasn’t printed and didn’t lead anywhere, maybe you can do something with it. She had had a picture tucked into her shoe. It was very badly damaged and the police weren’t able to make out much, but it was a picture of a child. They couldn’t even tell for sure the sex, but the consensus was female.”

I thanked her and she relayed which police station had the picture in evidence, in case I wanted to take a look. After I hung up I had to compose myself. My mother was a loser but she hadn’t left me on purpose. She had been taken from me and she had loved me enough to keep my picture with her.

I paid my bill and went for a walk. I had to think about what I had just learned. What had she been involved in that had gotten her killed? Drugs? I knew it was drugs, well, maybe not. We had lived a quiet and secluded life. Was she running from something, like I had eventually run? Was my life a mirror of hers? Maybe she was a runaway like me but had gotten pregnant, with nowhere to go and no one to turn to, so she turned inside herself. When she was gone, she must have been working because she always came back with money. Maybe she was a whore who wanted to keep her child from that kind of a life. Not that our life was much, but she was there when I was young and unable to fend for myself. If I called the police now, what would I ask them? I had to think about this so I went back to the hotel and snuck up to my room without being noticed, or so I thought.

I sank into the tub with a bottle of wine, and blasted the jets. I awoke to a gentle kiss and nudge from Didier. “Justine, this is a bad habit, you… the tub and wine,” his voice gentle but equally scolding. He helped me out of the tub and wrapped me in a towel, gently drying off my body. Small streams of water from the edges of my hair traced a path down my back. Taking one hand under my legs and the other across my back, he lifted me up and gingerly lay me on the bed. Smothering my body in kisses he sent a quake of hot shivers, and we made love. After, I was about half conscious, and soon slipped back into sleep again.

My sleep haunted me. First, I was running from some man whom I have never seen or met. It was dark and I was in the woods by our shack, in nothing but shorts and a tank while deformed tree branches scraped against my skin. The man had straight black hair and coal eyes. In his hand he carried a noose. My foot got stuck between two rocks, and from the momentum of my body running, I fell. The leaves caught me. I twisted my head to look over my shoulder, and he was gone. Suddenly, I was twelve years old and alone in the shack. In my next dream my mom was in a restaurant, holding a picture in her hand, and they were arguing. He handed her an envelope and left, angry. It was an unrestful sleep. I woke up feeling my life was in danger and even more confused about who I was and where I had come from. Was my mom even really my mom? Deep down I knew she wasn’t. I didn’t look anything like her.

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Author Spotlight: S.C Ellington Unsettled

Author Bio ~

S.C. Ellington is an up and coming author who enjoys expressing her creativity through frequently writing adult, contemporary romance novels that readers can relate to, but more importantly, enjoy.

Aside from writing, Ellington enjoys curling up with her e-reader and absorbing herself in novels loaded with emotion, desire, and passion. She also likes to spend sunny, wistful afternoons, in her hammock thinking up new ideas for great stories.

Ellington currently resides on the west coast with her beautiful family and loving friends.

Unsettled Synopsis ~ 

After a horrific breakup with her longtime boyfriend, Brooklyn Caldwell is completely disenchanted with the notion of mingling with the opposite sex. Damon Williams had been everything she thought she wanted…until he wasn’t. 

In an attempt to escape her heartbreaking past, Brooklyn seeks refuge in bustling Washington, D.C. where she folds into the fast-paced society unnoticed…until she meets a young entrepreneur, Logan Colton. 

Brooklyn is surprised to find that while she has been successful in keeping the opposite sex at bay, somehow she is defenseless against Logan’s confidence and charm—and it doesn’t hurt that he is absurdly beautiful. 

As much as Logan didn’t plan on pursuing her, he is drawn to Brooklyn’s muted beauty and her witty persona. For all his success, Logan is ensnared in the coveted world of unequivocal wealth and power, but behind closed doors is taunted by his own demons and an undeniable need to atone for a monumental mistake. 

As the two embark on a tumultuous obstacle course saturated with unknown twists and turns, Brooklyn is left to question whether she can endure the journey ahead.                                       ***WATCH THE TRAILER***

   

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All Hallows Night Night Series, Book 2 Genre: Urban Fantasy

Secrets and truths, lies and red herrings… which is which? That’s what Pandora’s trying to figure out. Ever since the death of her best, and probably only friend by her own hands, she’s not sure who to trust anymore. The Priest is dead. The Gray Man is… she’s not even sure what. Luc, well, Luc is Luc.

The Order has sent her deep into the heart of Mexico to investigate a potential zombie uprising. She arrives at the start of the Dia de los Muertos festival—a celebration for the dead and immediately things don’t feel right to her. For one, bodies (the living kind) keep disappearing. They’re not being kidnapped, no, if only things were that simple. Literally there one second, gone the next, she’s not sure what to make of it. On top of that mum’s are floating all over the place. Is that merely symbolism associated with the festival, or is it a clue of something far more sinister? In this explosive sequel to the USA Today Bestselling, Crimson Night, an old ally returns and a shocking truth is revealed. One that will turn her investigation into The Order’s duplicity on its head and make Pandora question everything she ever thought she knew…

I’d meant to ask around town, see if any of the locals knew of or had heard about any recent or strange deaths, but I was a stranger to them. A gringa (white face), they wouldn’t trust me enough to answer me. Part of Lust’s glamour was that I could turn myself into the walking embodiment of anybody’s deepest desire, but doing so also required that I had sex recently. A sort of tit for tat kind of arrangement. But since that night and the possession of my third soul, Lust wasn’t working so well for me anymore. My desire for sex was practically nil. Luc was the first person I’d slept with since waking from my semi-coma, and even that had left me empty and cold. I knew I should be a lot more worried than I actually was—I dunno, maybe Lust was still in shock after our stint in Hell. Meeting Wrath had done things to Lust, screwed with her head. She was like a whimpering, terrified dog tucking tail and hiding in a corner, and there wasn’t much I could do to bring her out. So I had to do this sleuthing thing the good old-fashioned way. Being as old as I am, you get a feeling for people. The outer shell might be different, but the inside was always the same. If I wanted to find what I was looking for, I had to go someplace designed to loosen tongues and get men talking. Get a man drunk enough and he’ll tell you anything you want to know. Opening the door to the first dive I found in town, I entered and stood just inside as my eyes slowly adjusted to the dim lighting.

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Marie loves books that make you think, or feel something. Preferably both. And while she’s a total girly girl and loves glitter and rainbows, she’s just as happy when she’s writing about the dark underbelly of society. Well, if things like zombies, and vampires, and werewolves, and mermaids existed. (Although she has it on good authority that mermaids do in fact exist, because the internet told her so.) She’s married to the love of her life, a sexy beast of a caveman who likes to refer to himself as Big Hunk. She has two awesome kids, lives in Hawaii, loves cooking and occasionally has been known to crochet.

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