Saturday, 26 July 2014

HOT HOT HOT COVER REVEAL HEMY BY VICTORIA ASHLEY. @hooha84Author. #hemy and #hemycoverreveal


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Hemy is set to release late 2014


tag17My name is Hemy Knox and I’m a fucking heartbreaker . . . I’ve hurt the one person that means the most to me in life; the only woman I have ever fucking loved. I let the drugs, alcohol and wild life take over; consume me. I got her where I wanted her and ripped her fucking heart out. Since then, I’ve spent countless nights having dirty, meaningless sex with a multitude of people; only leaving them wanting and begging for more with no regrets. Some may even call me the devil; soulless. They look and judge, but there is one thing they don’t know; no one does. I want more than this life of stripping and sleeping around; the never ending party. I want love and everything that comes with it; that high that never ends. The problem is . . . I only want it with her. Onyx. She refuses to be mine . . . again. She’s smart and it’s a mother fucking pain in my ass; guarding her heart while ripping mine right out of my chiseled chest. I can’t say that I blame her. I always was a dumb ass when it came to the emotions of a woman, especially her. She wants to see me suffer as much as I made her; watch me wither and fucking die at her feet. She wants to crush me until I’m no longer breathing and I will let her, because it hurts far less than not having her as mine. I will stop at nothing to make her mine again. The pain only drives me harder; feeding my fury and giving me a reason to live . . . her. ***Author's note*** Due to strong language and a very high amount of sexual content, this book is not intended for readers under the age of 18. This is #2 in the Walk Of Shame series of novellas that will all be STANDALONE reads. This includes F/M and F/M/M so if you’re not into dirty sex scenes with filthy language, then this book is not for you. If you are . . . then, come meet the dirty boys of Walk Of Shame.

  20140725-092545-33945653.jpgtag19My eyes meet Hemy’s and they stay there as the man quickly leaves us alone. “Lock the door,” I demand. Hemy locks the door with a smirk and walks over to stand in front of me. “No touching,” I whisper. “Just yourself.” Hemy grabs me by the hips and sets me on top of the table before walking away and taking a seat on the other side of the couch. The clean side. His eyes watch me with heated desire as I open the rest of my bustier and pull it open. My hands reach up to rub my pierced nipples causing Hemy to growl and adjust his cock. “Mmm . . . you like that?” I run my hands in between my breasts until they reach the top of my panties. “I want you to come for me, Hemy. I miss seeing you lose it over me.” He watches me as I drop down on my knees and spread my legs apart. I slowly slide my hand down the front of my panties and run my finger up and down my wetness before sliding a finger inside. “Mmm . . . I’m so wet for you.” I push in and out. “Can you hear it, Hemy? Remember how much you loved the sound of me being wet for you?” “Fuck yes.” He undoes his jeans before pulling down the zipper. “Fuck yourself faster and rub your nipple with your other hand.” I do as he says while moaning out. “That’s it, baby. Do it for me.” I position myself so that I’m sitting on my ass with my legs spread eagle in front of his face. I want to be sure he gets a good view. Then I pull my panties to the side and bare my wet, throbbing pussy to him. “That’s it, Onyx.” He pulls his cock out of his jeans and I instantly notice the piercings. It has me so turned on that I have to stop all movement in fear of getting off too soon. He notices me eyeing his cock and grins. “Imagine these steel bars deep inside you as I pound into. You know I like it deep, baby.” His hand starts stroking his cock and I instantly notice the bead of pre-cum that drips off the head and onto his hand. I bring my hand down to touch myself again and move at the same rhythm as Hemy as he strokes himself. His eyes never stray away from my fingers shoving themselves deep inside me. I’ve needed this for a long time. Ever since leaving Hemy, reaching orgasm as become almost close to impossible. Just watching him get off as I get myself off is enough to make me want to explode. He starts stroking harder and faster while sucking on his lip ring. “I’m about to blow, baby. I wish it were inside of you.” His words set me off and I find myself shaking from the most intense orgasm I have had in years. A few seconds later, Hemy is blowing his load into his free hand, moaning out my name. We both look at each other while coming down from our temporary high.

20140725-092545-33945066.jpg 20140703-111739-40659135.jpg tag15New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author. Victoria Ashley grew up in Rockford, IL and has had a passion for reading for as long as she can remember. After finding a reading app where it allowed readers to upload their own stories, she gave it a shot and writing became her passion. She lives for a good romance book with bad boys that are just highly misunderstood and is not afraid to be caught crying during a good read. When she's not reading or writing about bad boys, you can find her watching her favorite shows such as Sons Of Anarchy, Dexter and True Blood. She is the author of Wake Up Call, This Regret and Slade (Walk Of Shame #1) and is currently working on more works for 2014.
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Flawed and Damaged by Emily Krat Cover Reveal @EmilyKrat

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Book Title: Flawed and Damaged 
Author: Emily Krat 
Genre: New Adult/Contemporary Romance 
Release Date: August 2014 


Two people haunted by their past… The collision of two damaged hearts… Meet Elizabeth Williams. She is at the airport on an important work assignment. If everything goes smoothly, after three years of hard work, she’ll get a promotion and a much-needed raise. Elizabeth is putting her life back on track after it was ripped out from under her feet four years ago when she lost her parents along with all her dreams. Standing here, she believes her life is going to change for the better any moment now. Nothing can go wrong, right? Meet Ryan Price. He came to Moscow on business. Right now, Ryan is standing at the airport looking at a ‘present’ from his brother, judging by the sign a beautiful young woman is holding. Damn his brother for not cancelling this arrangement as Ryan asked. Miscommunications and misunderstandings and a brilliant but painful love story begins. There will be a scary flight, lovely breakfasts, long evening conversations, sharing a secret or two, discovering one another, a lot of laughter, tender moments and some tears, a fight and, of course, the I-am-ready-for-the-end-of-the-world kiss. Somewhere along the way, they won’t be able to fight their feelings any longer. For the first time in his life, Ryan will experience a different shade of lust. And for the first time in her life, Elizabeth will have to trust despite all of the times she has been hurt. Will these two wounded lost souls find love, peace and comfort in each other or will they just break each other more? Is it a train wreck of a love story or a happily ever after? 


Elizabeth My breath hitches as Ryan moves his right hand to my hip, my body pressing tightly against his. He skims his hand down and stops at the hem of my dress. I want him to go further, to lift my dress, to put his fingers on my thighs. He doesn’t. He continues his torture by dragging his hand up my side, trailing his thumb along the side of my breast, intoxicating me, unleashing myriads of emotion with every touch. I can call them sparks, electricity, currents, but nothing can describe the feeling. I have never experienced such need for a man. Right in this moment, I don’t want to listen to my brain, to think what the logical step is. I realize that he is almost a complete stranger, but it doesn’t feel this way. I don’t want to push this man away from me. I want the opposite. I want to be reckless for once, not to think about tomorrow. I want to listen to my body. I lift my arms and wrap them around his neck – any rational thought disappears. Pulling him to me, I brush my mouth slowly against his. Ryan Elizabeth has just taken the act of dance to a whole new level. This is probably the most erotic thing I’ve ever experienced. The best foreplay I’ve ever had. And I had my fair share of women, but never once the mere thought of bare skin sliding on mine made me so crazy. I know I need to give Elizabeth some time to decide what she really wants. Nevertheless, I can’t keep my hands from her. The way this woman responds to me touching her is so erotic. Her body is so sensual, alluring. It takes all of my willpower not to lift her dress and feel how wet she is for me. But we are in a bar full of people, and I want to be the only one who will see her naked. I am sure it will be an exquisite sight. When she wraps her arm around my neck and pulls me to her, I know she’s giving in to her desires. She is giving herself to me, and it’s taking my breath away. For the first time in my life I don’t want to rush. I won’t be rough and devour her mouth. Seeing how fragile and delicate she is, I know exactly what kind of kiss she deserves. Elizabeth brushes her lips slowly against mine – they are soft and tender, and as luscious as the rest of her. Taking the lead, I press my lips firmly against hers and then sweep my tongue across the seam of her lips, needing to taste her. Fuck, she is so damn sweet. When I close my teeth over her lower lip and suck it gently into my mouth, her eyes fly open, and she smiles against my lips. I smile back and her lips begin to part, inviting me in. I can’t hold back, so I close whatever small gap is between us, and Elizabeth’s body melts against mine. I savor the second of anticipation, knowing that momentarily our tongues will dance just like we are now. 

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Meet the Author 

Emily Krat is the twenty-something writer of “Flawed and Damaged” who lives with her loving husband and her wild imagination. Always an avid reader who consumes whole books in a single day, she is ecstatic to now be on the other side of the page. For her writing stories and developing ideas for novels is a true passion and a dream come true. Emily is a chocolate junkie, Grey’s Anatomy fan, and admirer of good music. She loves summer rains, warm blankets on cold winter nights, as well as traveling, sleeping in late, watching TV shows, cooking, and baking. When she’s not writing or rewriting, she loves spending time with family and friends. Emily loves to hear from readers. To get write to her directly at 

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