Smexy Fab Four Blog Tour Presents: Next Move by Sabrina Garie

Chamber of Commerce CEO and single mother Jocelyn Wade plays to win—in the boardroom, at local politics and for her daughter. With an overloaded life and a heart scarred shut, she doesn’t do relationships. Ever. Until Jared Wyatt, the hot out-of-town fling she can’t seem to forget swaggers into her life with a different agenda—making Jocelyn his own.

Surviving a shattered marriage, Jared swore off women until a night of unparalleled passion with Jocelyn reawakens needs he thought long gone. When a new job as high school athletic director lands him in Jocelyn’s town, where sports and business rule, he must stay one move ahead of her in the game to win her body and heart.

After rancorous local politics upend their game board, they both must learn to trust again or lose a second chance at love.

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An Excerpt From: NEXT MOVE

Copyright © SABRINA GARIE, 2013

All Rights Reserved, Ellora's Cave Publishing, Inc.

“Unlike everyone else in this town, I’m not afraid of you, babe.” He moved over her, purposely looking down at her, channeling all his control through his eyes—a stance that usually had opponents quaking in their boots. Not her.

“Intimidation? It’s not working…darlin’.”

Grasping her upper arms, he pulled her against him so the hardness of his erection stroked across her mons until she shuddered against him. “It’s working just fine, darlin’. Stop pushing me away. You want this every damn bit as much as I do.”

“That was a fluke, a momentary weakness. I don’t do relationships.” Her face, smooth and hard as marble, denied any emotions.

Oh she’s good, but not good enough. “That ice-queen act may scare off the men around here but I know the hellion underneath. And I like her, claws and all.” One hand lifted her face toward him. The red wine on her breath mingled with her rose-lime scent as he licked her lower lip. “I know how to touch you, babe, to make you beg for it and you know I can make you scream. Play power games with me, you’ll lose. I don’t let up, ever.”

“Neither do I,” Jocelyn spat, a glint of darkness clouding her eyes the only hint that she was struggling to keep her will in check.

Tightening his hold, fingers furrowed into the soft flesh of her biceps to keep her close. “I’ve already outmaneuvered you tonight.”

“Overconfident so early in the game? Bad move. I lost a round, not the match.” She glared at him, those brown-black eyes had liquid silver shooting through his veins. He wanted to be pounding the hell out of her on the desk in the corner.

“God, you make me so hot.” He nibbled her chin and cupped her ass to him to let her feel the strength of his hunger.

“Changing battle tactics? Not working.” Her hands on his chest, she pushed back.

“Sure it is. You’re as ramped up as I am.” His hand snaked up under her jacket, his thumb flicked at the bullet-hard nipple. “Right now you’re imagining how you want me to take you. I like the desk, but maybe you’d prefer it against the wall? Hard and wild, just like you like it.” Desire widened her eyes.

“I don’t do relationships,” she whispered, pain crackled in her voice as she struggled to suppress a moan from escaping.

“So you keep selling, but I’m not buying.” He found his advantage and he pushed it. “Mark my words. I’m going to fuck you again, here in this office. It’ll be so damn good my name will be echoing through these hallways, you’ll be screaming it so loud. And then I’ll make love to you, kiss and stroke until you’re purring in my arms and begging for more.”

Distance, she needed distance. Liquid heat drenched her silk panties, she flamed so hot. Jared in full alpha was a sight to behold. The sandalwood scent tickled her nose, drumming up memories of that mouth licking her to bliss, those talented fingers… Damn.

“No, Jared. It’s not going to happen.”

“Yes, it is.” The steel in his voice was unmistakable. “I’m going to win, Jocelyn, because you want me to. I can smell the lust in your pores.” Warm breath on her neck fanned the flame engulfing her spine, traveling at breakneck speed to her womb.

Somehow she ripped free of his touch, those fingers still stroking her breast. It took every ounce of her control to not pull him in the corner and strip him bare. She had to get away. Instead of pissing him off and sending him packing with her gambit, she got more Jared. Time to regroup and figure out next steps, this was not over yet. Not by a long shot.

“Don’t bet on it. We’re done here.” Her voice cracked, but she pulled it together to strut out of the office to the elevator and didn’t look back. Jared could find his own way out.

A Romantica® contemporary erotic romance from Ellora’s Cave

Buy Links

Amazon:          http://www.amazon.com/Next-Move-ebook/dp/B00DSOY4RA/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1373069676&sr=8-1&keywords=Sabrina+Garie+Next+Move

Ellora’s Cave:  http://www.ellorascave.com/next-move.html

Smexy Fab Four Presents: Bound to Me by Jeannette Medina

Blurb 

A girl with nothing else to lose.

A life that's brought nothing but pain. 

A tattoo that's more than what it seems.

Eighteen-year old Veronica has had enough. Her alcoholic mother has only delivered a slew of abusive step-fathers and life is only getting harder. What was to be a simple tattoo for her birthday brings more than she ever imagined. Liam is a shape-shifting dragon. He lives on her shoulder, watching her, helping her. Having the dragon come to life and teaching her courage becomes a new lifeline for Veronica. But Liam will eventually become a permanent tattoo on her skin - never to take the shape of the protector she became attached to. Will she embrace her life or will a broken heart shatter her soul forever?

Buy Links

Amazon Link

http://www.amazon.com/Bound-to-Me-ebook/dp/B00D0SW3QI/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1374469466&sr=8-1&keywords=bound+to+me

Barnesandnoble 

http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/bound-to-me-jeannette-medina/1115426518?ean=2940016443232

Review from Kristin Pittman 

Link on Goodreads

http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17663029-bound-to-me

On Goodreads 

Kris Pittman rated it 5 of 5 stars

I have only read one other dragon shifter book before, very different than this one, but I loved them both.

Ronnie comes from a broken home, a product of domestic abuse but she doesn't cling to her role as victim. She often deflects the anger of her step-father from her mother. She is a hero in that sense alone.

Liam is a dragon shifter with little experience guarding a ward of this sort. He is a fierce warrior and blood thirsty. I wont say Ronnie tames him, that is not true, but she helps him grow to learn that there is more to even a dragon than blood lust and war.

Their relationship is not easy and both make mistakes, it was quick and passionate but also sweet and affectionate. 

Smexy Fab Four Presents: Omega Mine by Aline Hunter

Title:   Omega Mine

Author: Aline Hunter

Publisher: Ellora's Cave

Omega Mine Blurb:

A bond forged in blood. Fealty given to the one he desires above all others.

Graced with the ability to shift into any form, Diskant Black is the absolute authority when it comes to New York shifters, and as the Omega of the city, his word is law. Protecting the shifter races is more than a job, it's a predisposition ingrained since birth--nothing is more important. Until a chance encounter with a tiny female sets fire to his blood, brings him to his knees and turns his world upside down. Ava Brisbane is more than he bargained for in a mate--beautiful, fragile...human. If he wants to keep her by his side, he'll have to sacrifice a portion of his soul to establish a bond that can never be broken.

Unfortunately, the timing couldn't be worse. Shepherds--hunters of all the shifter races--have arrived in New York. To protect the woman he can't live without, Diskant will have to stand against those who have come to start a war.

Buy links:

http://www.amazon.com/Omega-Mine-ebook/dp/B005OYI2IE

http://www.ellorascave.com/omega-mine.html

http://www.ellorascave.com/omega-mine-1.html

http://www.amazon.co.uk/Omega-Mine-ebook/dp/B005OYI2IE/ref=tmm_kin_title_0

http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/omega-mine-aline-hunter/1105947277?ean=9781419934827&itm=1&usri=omega%2Bmine

https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-omegamine-605726-140.html

Meet the Author:

Aline Hunter is the alias of multi-published author J.A. Saare, who has written stories featured in horror magazines, zombie romance anthologies, and flash fiction contests. Her work has a notable dark undertone, which she credits to her love of old eighties horror films, tastes in music, and choices in reading, and have been described as "full of sensual promise," "gritty and sexy," and "a breath of fresh air."

Currently she is penning multiple projects within the urban fantasy, erotic and contemporary, and paranormal romance categories. You can visit her online at www.alinehunter.com. Those interested in her tamer side can learn more by visiting www.jasaare.com.

My Review:

I loved the story. After just a few pages I wanted to know more Ava and Diskant. I thought the characters were great and provided great chemistry.  It is an exciting story that allows you to feel for the sub characters as well.

I thought the end of the story was great. It provided a finale as well as left you a cliffhanger for the next installment. 

Smexy Fab Four Presents: Hope Walsh's Spotlight Tour The Hunted Series

Once Forbidden

Sarah's life changes forever the night she runs into a burning building to save a trapped child. Horribly disfigured by burns covering over fifty percent of her body; she rarely leaves the house and supports herself by designing websites. What man could ever possibly want her now? 

Soon after, the dreams start. In those dreams, she's once more the woman she used to be and with the man of her most secret fantasies. They're just dreams--but oh, how she wishes they were not.

Then, there is Devlin. When he saw her saving that child, he knew she had valor. When he went to her though her dreams, he knew he wanted her.The problem?  What woman would want him after what he's become?

Even if by some miracle she did want what he wants--it's forbidden. For good reason. Those like Devlin are being hunted--would his love put her at risk?

AND

Once Bitten 

Hailey has just broken up with "The Jerk" and is finding her way again as a newly single woman. While out with a friend in a bar, she wants to just go home and curl up with an episode of Stargate SG-1.

While waiting for a cab, she's offered a ride from an old classmate, Bennett Wilmont. He's even a cop now. What could be safer?

Their chance at happiness is endangered when she realizes that Bennett is on the radar of Vampire Hunters--and they will do anything get to him.

Bennett has wanted her for years--since they were high school together. Now, ONCE BITTEN, he knows he wants her forever--but will the Vampire Hunters allow them their happiness, or will the danger drive them apart?

buy links   It's only on Amazon currently: http://www.amazon.com/The-Hunted-Series-Forbidden-ebook/dp/B008R9OJT4/

Hope Welsh writes romance fiction. Her first love is paranormal. She's also currently working on book two in the Prophecy Series. Book One is available now. Her current works in progress also include two young adult paranormal stories she hopes readers will enjoy.

She's been writing since she was in third grade, and has never looked back. She's also published some of her more steamy stories with various e-publishers using a pen name.

Currently, she lives in Florida. Hope enjoys creating characters that come alive on the pages! Her goal is always to provide an entertaining read that her readers will love.

Hope is available on Twitter @HopeWelsh and her blog is at hopewelsh.blogspot.com -- be sure to check her blog often, as she loves to run contests for her readers.

Smexy Fab Four: Present Blog Tour Stop He Watches Me by Cynthia Sax

Title:  He Watches Me

Author: Cynthia Sax

She desires to be seen. He wants to watch.

Anna Sampson has a naughty secret. Every night, she slips into her neighbor’s yard and swims naked in his pool. She fantasizes that the dynamic young billionaire watches her nightly nude aquatics, his brilliant green eyes gleaming with lust.

She discovers this isn’t pure fantasy. Gabriel Blaine has been watching her via his security cameras, and now that he has returned to L.A., he doesn’t plan to stop. That’s all he wants—to watch. Anna knows she shouldn’t allow him and she certainly shouldn’t want more, but she craves Blaine’s attention, needing his gaze fixed on her body.

Part One of The Seen Trilogy

PG Rated Excerpt (possible offensive words: breasts):

I’m like a ghost. I drift aimlessly through the Leigh’s empty Beverly Hills mansion, my bare feet slapping against the painted gray concrete floor, shoes not allowed in the sprawling modern bungalow.

I’m not dead. I move the oversized, never-been-opened book staged on the chrome coffee table an inch to the right. I’m breathing. I flick one light on and turn another light off, maintaining the minimum required amount of illumination. I have a physical form. I rearrange some of the catalogues, creating the illusion that they have been recently placed on the modern glass table, all of the stores featured priced out of a new graduate’s budget. But I’m not living, not truly, and no one sees me … which is how I like it.

I tilt my head back and study one of the many life-sized portraits of Suzanna Leigh hanging on the walls. No one would dare look at Mrs. Leigh with disapproval. The plastic surgeon’s wife, with her blond hair, blue eyes, and big breasts, is the epitome of L.A. beauty. I’m not. I have brown hair, brown eyes, and a flat chest. I pluck at my faded pink camisole, the garment clinging to my small breasts, and I continue my stroll.

The sheer silver curtains billow in the night breeze, the windows cracked open in an attempt to alleviate the stifling heat. I can’t afford to turn the air-conditioning on. My agreement with the Leighs is to pay for the upkeep and utilities while they jaunt around Europe, straightening noses and increasing bra sizes. In exchange, I get a free place to stay. 

A trickle of perspiration runs down my bare nape, my constantly frizzy hair pulled up into a ponytail. The digital wall clock buzzes midnight, and I should return to the tiny bedroom I’ve been assigned. Instead, I wander to the back door, seeking lower temperatures.

I slip my feet into a pair of scuffed baby blue flip-flops and slide the door open, venturing into the darkness. The scent of newly cut grass teases my nostrils, the gardeners having mowed during the day while I was at work.

Work. I sigh, looking out at the covered pool, wishing to swim, that indulgence denied to me by the Leighs. Who gets fired from a charity? I suspect this will be my fate tomorrow, my inability to raise donation money straining even my boss’s easygoing personality.

I impulsively grab the towel I had left drying on the deck railing and meander across the modern-art-littered lawn toward the wrought-iron gate, unconsciously moving closer to the property I’ve sworn never to trespass onto again. The soothing sound of falling water calls to me.

I gaze between the ornately crafted bars separating me from nirvana, the gate locked. Water cascades down rock into a naturally shaped pool, the feature blending into the purposefully wild backyard.

Only the pool is lit. The two-story house, its design as classic as the Leighs’, is contemporary, and is shrouded, as always, in darkness. I’m not surprised. I’ve seen Gabriel Blaine, its elusive and surprisingly young owner, only once in the three weeks I’ve been house-sitting.

That once made an impact. I had been fiddling with the finicky front door lock when the billionaire exited from a long black limousine. He paused, turned his head toward me, and our gazes met, his eyes brilliant green and hard, so very hard. Even the lock of ink-black hair falling over his forehead failed to soften his sharp chin and pronounced cheekbones.

My keys dropped from my lifeless fingers to the concrete steps and I froze, unable to breathe. Blaine’s lips twitched and he inclined his head toward me as though I had confirmed something he’d long suspected. I, idiot that I am, nodded back, agreeing to what? I don’t know.

Whatever I had agreed upon seemed to satisfy Blaine. He moved like a predator toward his rarely used mansion, his stride smooth and almost graceful. He disappeared into his home, closing the door behind him, and I haven’t seen him since.

I won’t see him today either, and it would be a shame not to use his gorgeously cool swimming pool. Trespassing is against the law but I am too much my father’s daughter to allow little things like laws stop me. I toss my towel over the fence and climb over the wrought iron, thanking my misspent youth on the rough streets of Detroit for developing this handy skill.

I pick up the towel and I pad to the edge of the pool, my flip-flops bending the grass as I walk. I pause and look around me, having the peculiar feeling someone is watching me.

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About the Author:

Some girls dreamed of knights in shining armor. Cynthia Sax dreamed of dragons, magnificent flying dragons. Being a bloodthirsty little thing, Cynthia usually dreamed of these dragons eating the damsels in distress. Now, she dreams of them doing... ahhh... more pleasurable things. Cynthia is happily married. Although her hubby has not yet shown any shapeshifting abilities, he does buy her medieval princess costumes to wear around the house. Cynthia's rather traditional mother-in-law now always calls before visiting.

Where to purchase:

http://www.amazon.com/He-Watches-Me-Trilogy-ebook/dp/B00CD36FS8