Sunday, 13 March 2016

BLOG TOUR : Dating Chronicles part 3 by A.V. Scott

Blog Tour:
Dating Chronicles
(Part #3)
A.V. Scott
Mar 14th - Mar 21st

Cameron is the last person I expected to see at Julian's mansion. His eyes blaze through me, blowing away my plan. Nothing is what I thought. And, my heart doesn't know who to choose anymore.

This story unfolds over multiple volumes approx. 100 pages each.
~The Dating Chronicles Vol 1-2 are on sale now.~

The first time I’d ever had sex, it was less than memorable. Mark, my high school boyfriend, had been my first in every sexual way. But there were things I’d never let him try. Places he wasn’t allowed to go near.

But, as morning arrives, and I lay naked on Julian’s bed, I’m not thinking about what is right, or wrong. I’m thinking about how great his tongue feels in my mouth and how bad I want him inside of me.

When he trickles kisses down my neck, my pussy throbs with anticipation. I’m mentally begging him to devour my sweet spot. He stops at my breasts, sucking my nipples, and tweaks them with his teeth. I’m at a crossroads between pain and pleasure. I like it. No. I love it. I want more. I need more.

Dating Chronicles: Part 1
(Dating Chronicles #1)

**This is an explicit, erotic novella for 18+ Adult eyes only. Contains super hot, one on one sex between two great characters.**

Dating in New York City can be hazardous to your sex life. I should know. I just got out of a two year relationship with a man who chose drugs over a life with me. But, see, that's the thing about dating in Manhattan. When one relationship is over, a better one is right around the corner.

(Story #1, NYC Latina, is 12,000 words, or 48 steamy pages)(less)

Dating Chronicles –
New Adult Romance (Book Two)

When Vivian Delgado broke up with her boyfriend of ten years, she didn't expect her love life to explode like the fourth of July. But a chance encounter with Cameron, a sexy and guarded man who’s created a domino effect in her life that she wasn’t prepared for. But, men are reckless, selfish and should not be trusted, ever.
At least, that’s what she’s convinced herself.
When Cameron makes it abundantly clear that he is not interested, she decides that it’s too soon for love.
Until billionaire Julian Clermont enters the picture. She barely has time to catch her breath, especially when he’s near, making her heart race and her temperature rise.

A.V. SCOTT is a successful self-published author of romance and poetry.

She is the author of six books, including the Amazon Best Seller, "High Heels in New York".

She recently published a collection of poetry spanning over twenty years of her life. It includes the very first poem she wrote. She was twelve years old at the time.

Occasionally, she freelances short stories for the Ibizan. When she's am not penning away her next romance book, you will find her blogging on my blog belowseelevel.comand chatting with her fans on social media.



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BLOG TOUR : BLACK HORSE (Breaking Black #1) by Addison Kline

Blog Tour:
Black Horse

(Breaking Black #1)

Addison Kline
Mar 14th - Mar 21st

There is no sensation, no experience more delicious and tempting to the senses than the taste of forbidden love. The longing… The desire… The unquenched thirst for his touch. He was the man I was never supposed to love. I was supposed to hate him. I suppose part of me did and that is what made the desire so much more intense. He set a fire under my skin that burned white hot with every smoldering glance. He sets my soul ablaze, the slow burn of passion aching in every inch of my body. 

Black Horse. The name haunted my dreams… But regardless of family vendettas, old hurts and contemptuous blood shed, the heart wants what it wants… and mine has a mind of its own and my mind is set on Colton McClain.

His family is known by his father’s nickname: Black Horse. Like one of the four horses flying out of the gates of hell, Tom “Black Horse” McClain ripped my world apart fifteen years ago. I was only seven when I found my mother and father dead in their beds, with Tom McClain standing over them with a blood stained butcher knife. He would have come for me, too, had my brothers not saved me. Seth, my older brother, swooped me up before I had the chance to scream and covered my mouth with his hand.

Tom McClain sought out the services of my father in a time of great need. My father, Nathan Ford, was a highly reputable criminal defense attorney, who took on Tom’s case when he was accused of murdering his wife after she was caught in bed with another man. Tom didn’t have the money to pay for my father’s services, so he took on the case pro bono because he believed in Tom’s innocence. I remember my dad meeting with Tom in his study while my mother looked after Colton, my brothers and I in the kitchen. We had become very close. My brothers once considered Colton their best friend. Not anymore. 

My father got Tom off on a technicality. The prosecution had no reliable witnesses and they weren’t about to rely on the testimony of a five year old boy; Colton himself. He had witnessed the whole ordeal himself. How does Tom repay my father for his kindess and generosity? He murdered him in his sleep. He killed Daddy first. Momma screamed when she saw a man standing over her bed, and that is what woke me. In just my nightgown and socks, I tip-toed down the hall past Timmy, Randy and Seth’s bedrooms and as I entered the doorway to Momma and Daddy’s room, Tom McClain plunged a knife through my mother’s chest. My blood ran cold. I tried to scream but no sound would come out. The next thing I knew, Seth had his hand over my mouth and we hid in the hall closet. Tears streamed down my face as my arms and legs shook. I could her Tom’s boot echo against the hard wood floor of the hall. 

“Sssh… Don’t say a word…” I remember Seth urging. 
The air in the closet was stifling; warm and dead like a coffin. I could hear my brothers’ heavy breathing. Our dog Micah’s frantic barking from the back yard. She knew something was horribly wrong. His bootfalls were getting closer… louder… I took a deep breath and didn’t dare exhale in fear that he would hear me. Somehow, I was able to stifle my tears, but something happened that was out of my control. My thought caught from my sobbing. Tom heard it. The foot steps intensified, beating a path to the closet door. Seth, still firmly holding me, swung around so I was facing the inside of the closet. I focused on the faded floral pattern of the shelf lining that was barely visible in the dark lighting of the closet. I focused on anything but the sound of Tom McClain’s approaching footsteps. Then a loud clicking sound made it impossible. The sound of a shot gun barrel banging into place. He didn’t even bother opening the door. 

Bang! Bang! Then silence.

Out of instinct I jumped into the shelf before me and cowered behind the extra blankets mother kept neatly stored on the shelf. I was stunned that I was still alive, until reality set in. Seth had slumped down against the door of the closet, unrecognizable and motionless. The shotgun blast had obliterated his once handsome face. 
I am supposed to hate Colton McClain, but I can’t. When the police showed up the next day, they found Colton locked in his father’s pick-up a block away, hungry, thirsty and distraught. He was taken away by the state and put in foster care because none of his relatives wanted to have anything to do with the Black Horse name. Black Horse was caught trying to jump the border with my father’s wallet in his pocket and $10,000 in cash in a duffel bag. He traveled alone, having abandoned Colton in his truck back in Oakely. I guess his boy knew too much. When officials apprehended him, they ran my Daddy’s license and discovered that he was found murdered. Tom pleaded insanity, but after a thorough psychiatric evaluation, it was concluded that Tom McClain knew exactly what he was doing. He was sentenced to prison for twenty years, having received a lenient judge; a rarity in the State of Texas.

My surviving brothers Randy and Tim could never know about Colton and I. They’ve had it out for him for years. Bloodlines run thick around here. The sins of the fathers will forever haunt the sons, and women are to stand back and stay out of the way. Well, I have something to say about that… Fuck that, Colton McClain didn’t murder my family. His father did… and he suffered just as much as we did. Now fifteen years after the crime that screwed both of our lives up royally, Black Horse is getting out of jail. Just four days until his release. Colton wants to hide me. He said we can run… Start over somewhere else. My brothers are armed to the teeth and a war is about to break out. I have no intentions of sitting down or running away like a little girl. We cannot hide from this anymore. 

Our past does not own us, and we owe it to our hearts to show the world that love can arise from the darkest of places.

Addison Kline is a best-selling mystery, romantic suspense and psychological thriller author who lives in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania with her husband and their children. Her love of the written word has driven her since she was a girl. Writing is not the only art that stirs her soul, though. Kline is a classically trained musician, can sing in four languages and is well versed in music theory and composition. 

Some of Addison's favorite authors writers include Edgar Allan Poe, Emily Dickinson, Stephen King, Ray Bradbury, Sylvia Plath, J.K. Rowling and Gillian Flynn. Musical inspiration includes The Beatles, Florence and the Machine, Mumford and Sons, the Black Keys, Bruce Springsteen and the legendary Chopin.

When Addison is not writing, you can find her spending time with family, reading or traveling.


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Justice for Corrie (Badge of Honor :Texas Heros bk. 3) by Susan Stoker

Justice for Corrie (Badge of Honor: Texas Heroes Book 3) by Susan Stoker

Date of Publication: March 8, 2016


**Justice for Corrie is the 3rd book in the Badge of Honor: Texas Heroes Series. Each book is a stand-alone, with no cliffhanger endings.
Blind since birth, Corrie Madison relies on her other sharpened senses in her job as a chiropractor. Never did she imagine she'd have to depend on them to identify a killer. But when a man enters her practice, murdering everyone in his path, Corrie is the only witness—putting her directly in the killer's crosshairs.

Officer Quint Axton wasn't looking for love, or even a relationship, until he meets Corrie. Beautiful and brave, resilient and intelligent, she's everything Quint wants—if he can keep her alive long enough to explore their mutual attraction. The threats on Corrie's life are escalating. Surely a blind person is helpless against a ruthless killer?

Hardly. Corrie is about to prove that disabled does not equal defenseless.

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About Susan Stoker

New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal Bestselling Author, Susan Stoker has a heart as big as the state of Texas where she lives, but this all American girl has also spent the last fourteen years living in Missouri, California, Colorado, and Indiana. She's married to a retired Army man who now gets to follow her around the country.
She debuted her first series in 2014 and quickly followed that up with the SEAL of Protection Series, which solidified her love of writing and creating stories readers can get lost in.

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Just as Corrie reached for the doorknob to see if she could find Shaun—he usually hung out in the makeshift break room toward the back of the clinic—she heard angry voices in the reception area, followed by a weird popping noise. She froze in her tracks and tilted her head to the side, trying to figure out what was going on.
It wasn't until she heard Cayley's scream cut short that Corrie figured out something horrible was happening.
Knowing better than to open her door and try to stop whatever was going on, Corrie stepped quickly away from the door and imagined her office layout in her head. As the popping noises and the screams continued—and got closer to her office—she frantically thought about where she could hide.
Her desk was large, and sat perpendicular to the doorway. She could walk from the door straight to the chair at her desk without having to swerve around any furniture. She kept her office purposely free of extraneous chairs and tables so she didn't have to worry about tripping over them. She could hide under the desk, but wasn't that where everyone always hid—and died doing it? If she was a crazy person hell-bent on killing everyone around her, that's the first place she'd look for stragglers who might be hiding.
The exam door down the hall was opened and Corrie heard Mr. Treadaway ask, "Who are you?" before the awful popping sound came again.
Knowing time was running out, the gunman would be at her office within moments, Corrie made the split-second decision to see if she could fit in the small area under the sink. There was no other place she could hide.
When she'd been hired, there hadn't been any extra space for her to have an office in the small clinic. A small break room had been converted for her, and the sink and cabinets still lined one wall. It would be a tight fit, an extremely tight fit, but Corrie didn't hesitate.
Hearing the unsteady gait of someone walking down the hall, Corrie raced over to the sink and opened the cabinet underneath. She shoved her butt in first and wiggled it around, knocking over a few odds and ends that were stored under there in the process. She drew her knees up as close to her chest as she could get them and sighed in relief as she realized she fit, barely. Her neck was bent down at an awkward angle and she couldn't breathe very well, but Corrie quickly, and quietly, closed one door, then the other, praying whoever was shooting wouldn't think to look under the sink for anyone.
At the same moment Corrie heard the soft click of the cabinet door to her hiding place engage with the small magnet that kept it shut, she heard her office door burst open.
Because Corrie was blind, her other senses had always been more acute than a sighted person's. She seemed to hear, smell, and taste what people with no disabilities couldn't. The man who'd entered her office walked straight to her desk. Corrie heard her desk chair being pulled away. Yup, he'd immediately checked under there to see if someone was hiding from him. She heard him walk to the small window and held her breath.
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Title: Stalemate
Author: Rose Sawyer
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: February 26, 2016
Series: Stalemate, Part 1 of 2
Cover Designer: Claire Smith
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Nobody likes the game of cat and mouse more than Ellie Collins. It is what she is trained for. A deadly assassin, Ellie is seeking vengeance. She wants the man from her past, her childhood, to pay for his sins. Her journey leads her into the arms of Alex, a man who she thinks she has all figured out. 

Successful lawyer, Alex King, isn’t looking for complicated. He isn’t searching for anything that can possibly interfere with his well-orchestrated life. That is until he meets Ellie. Soon he becomes a pawn in her game of revenge. What starts as a whirlwind, lust-filled affair, Alex and Ellie’s relationship spirals into something much more than either of them expected.  

When the pieces are set and the players are primed, can either escape the final move of checkmate?

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“Don’t make me hit you again.” She narrowed her eyes, reaching behind herself and shutting the water off.

“Go ahead. Maybe you hitting me turns me on.” His grin widened as he reached over and pulled her back up to him, her wet, naked body pressed to his.

“You’re always turned on, Alex. I could spit on the ground and you’d get an erection.” She rolled her eyes, pressing her palms against his chest. “I’m sure you have some sort of hormone imbalance.”

“And baby, you’re the only one who can keep it under control.” He pressed his lips to hers, and her body responded immediately. She melted against him. Her lips parted for his tongue, allowing him to kiss her back. When his cock stirred to life, nudging against her stomach, Ellie pulled back, prying her lips away from his.

Rose Sawyer currently lives on campus full time while working on her undergraduate degree in Biblical and Religious studies with an emphasis on Religion and Sociology in California, where she was born and raised. On weekends, she travels home to see her parents and the gaggle of cats, dogs, horses and other four-legged animals that she loves.

At 19, she has written seven romance novels, is currently writing two more and has another two in the process of being published. The majority of her novels can be found at, where they are available to read for free.

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