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NOW LIVE: CHARMED by Joanne Schwehm

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 My world changed at the stroke of midnight. No, I’m not Cinderella—she can suck it.

When fate stepped in and waved its magic wand, my destiny, or what I thought was my destiny had been altered. With a new found energy, I decided things needed to change.

This is my time. My turn to take life by the balls. No one will hold me back, yet one man will give me hope. 

This is my fairy tale, and I’ll write my own ending. I’m Gretchen Prescott, and this is my story.

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From the first day I met her, I knew she was special. She was taken; we were friends. When the dumbass didn’t realize what he had, he lost her. I suppose one man’s loss could be this man’s gain.

 All I wanted was to hold her, be with her and make her mine. She deserves the best things in life, and I plan on giving them to her.

I’m Mason McDermott, and this is our story.


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Family and friends are the most important things to Joanne. She enjoys meeting new people, traveling, reading, relaxing on a beach and shopping. She has an addiction to Coffee and Diet Coke; you may want to stand clear if she hasn't had her daily intake!

Writing has been something that has been private and not shared until the day she decided to publish Unexpected Chance. Waking up one morning to the voices of Alex Logan and Aubrey Ryan changed everything!!
She is an avid sports fan especially when it comes to the New York Yankees & Dallas Cowboys. She also enjoys playing and watching golf.

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COVER MODEL SPOTLIGHT: TANK JOEY : RESUSCITATE ME by Leddy Harper





Model: Tank Joey
Photographer: Golden (furious fotog)

Blurb

Suffocating
I never knew I couldn’t breathe,
Until he forced air into my lungs
Gave me reason
Showed me life.

Carter Hastings was only supposed to be a fling,
A summer of fun, excitement, pleasure
And, it was…
Everything.

It’s hard to walk away,
To leave the one man,
Who resuscitates me.

But I did.
He didn’t reciprocate my feelings.
He didn’t love me.
Not now.

Not ever. 



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MEET TANK



Meet the inspiration behind Leddy Harper’s character Carter Hastings

1. How old were you when you started Modeling? 35
2. Is modeling a career what you wanted to pursue or was it something you came in to? I was asked to shoot because I was in decent shape and a photographer friend needed a subject.
3. Describe yourself in 5 words. True Steel wrapped in velvet
4. How many book covers have you been on? Not sure
5. Do you read the books that you’re the model of? If I can get my hands on them
6. How long did it take for your tattoo? Almost 20 years
7. Is Tank your Nickname? If so, why did you get that name? The nickname was given by a good friend while we were workout in the gym one day. He looked over and just said 'you're a Tank!' After that the name just stuck.



8. Inquiring minds want to know, who takes the photos that you post on Instagram of you in bed? Honestly, it is mostly done by remote on my phone or DSLR
9. What three things are you most passionate about? Family, bodybuilding and animals (especially dogs)
10. What is your guilty pleasure food? Chocolate (lots of chocolate)
11. It’s Sunday morning, what would we find you doing? Walking my dogs in the forest behind my house.
12. What personality trait do you find most appealing in a person? Sincerity
13. Anything you want to say to your fans? I am honored that so many of you want to see my little corner of the world. I live an amazing life filled with challenges and joys but it's always a thrill. At almost 40 and a father of two, I would never have guessed that I would be on the covers of books and I couldn't be happier to see yet another opportunity to challenge myself.



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EXCERPT FROM RESUSCITATE ME


“Let me see how much you can bench-press.”
Carter shied away, his smirk brightening his cheeks. “Nah. I’m not dressed to lift weights in jeans and a polo.”
I thrust out my lower lip and batted my lashes at him. The wine eliminated my nervous inhibitions, making it easier to flirt. “Please? You don’t have to lift much. I just want to see it. I think it’s the sexiest thing in the world.”
His tongue swept across his bottom lip seconds before his perfect row of top teeth clamped onto it. The bristles of his beard shifted just below his mouth. My breathing slowed as my attention zeroed in on his actions, wondering what he tasted like. Wondering what it would feel like to have him bite me with those teeth.
A bomb could’ve gone off in the room and I wouldn’t have noticed.
“I’m not adding weight to the bar, so you’ll have to use your imagination.” He strutted over to the bench and straddled it before lowering himself into position. As his eyes locked on mine, he lifted one side of his mouth, and the entire room became stifling with the heat of my desire.
His thick fingers wrapped around the bar above him, and in one swift movement, he lifted it out of the resting grooves. He slowly lowered it to his chest, never taking his eyes off mine, and then raised it high above his head. Even without weight disks, it was sexy as hell. I could’ve watched him for hours, but my feet decided to take control and lead me to him. He continued the motions of working out effortlessly while tracking my movement.
Without the wine at dinner, I probably would’ve given him a compliment and then let him drive me home. But I did have wine. Three glasses—maybe it was four. So nothing prevented me from straddling the bench and climbing onto his lap. I sat there with my hands splayed across his tight abs and stared into his deep forest orbs, not once questioning myself why I’d done it. It had seemed like a good idea, so I went for it.
He dropped the bar back into the brackets, but he didn’t pull his hands away.
“They say if a woman sits on a man while he works out, it increases his testosterone, which leads to muscle growth and improves strength.” The confidence in my tone would’ve surprised me had I been sober. However, it seemed to have completely shocked him into silence while he continued to lie there and watch me. “I figured I’d help you out with that…not like you need more testosterone.”
One minute, his fingers were wrapped tightly around the Olympic bar above him. The next, his hands were gripping my hips so hard my bones ached. He tugged me forward a few inches until my pelvis lined up with his. The harsh movement caused me to topple forward a bit, and I had to hold myself up by his pecs to keep from completely falling into his hard body.
“If you want to measure the amount of testosterone in me…” he gritted out through tight lips and clenched teeth. “…then sit right here and feel my muscle grow.” It was obvious his control was in danger of slipping away.
The sweltering air around us constricted my windpipe and left behind a sheen of perspiration on my chest. It polluted my lungs until my breaths were strained and thick, clogged with lust and heady desire. Had there not been a fire kindling between my legs, I might’ve felt the effects of his words brighten my cheeks and scorch the edges of my ears.
Every muscle in my body froze—I couldn’t move. But I didn’t need to, because he used his hold on me to do it himself. His fingertips dug into the flaming ball of nerve endings at the cusp of my back, just before the rise of my ass. He pressed his thumbs into the hollow spaces above my hips as he slowly rocked me against him. Every push, every pull, added friction to my clit through my jeans and had me growing wetter.
Between the sensations of my nerves misfiring and the pressure building low in my abdomen, I dropped my head forward and released a rumbling moan. My lips parted and a wave of pleasure masked in air escaped. I hadn’t realized my eyelids had fallen closed until my posture changed without warning.
My hands gripped his shirt, but instead of leaning over him, I now sat in an upright position with his face close to mine. Humid air billowed against my cheek, turning my skin sticky and unbearably warm from his strained breaths. My fingers found their way to his shoulders where I held on for the ride he provided. No longer were his ministrations slow, but fast and hard. He didn’t just rocket my hips against his, he pushed his hips upward to add even more friction.
More power.
More pleasure.



About Leddy Harper





Leddy Harper had to use her imagination often as a child. She grew up the only girl in a house full of boys. At the age of fourteen, she decided to use that imagination and wrote her first book, and never stopped. 


She often calls writing her therapy, using it as a way to deal with issues through the eyes of her characters.



She is now a mother of three girls, leaving her husband as the only man in a house full of females. 



The decision to publish her first book was made as a way of showing her children to go after whatever it is they want to. Love what you do and do it well. Most importantly Leddy wanted to teach them what it means to overcome their fears.



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STEPDADDY STRIPPER by Cara Chance

Stepdaddy Stripper
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Cara Chance

Cover Designer: Letitia Hasser/RBA Design
Release Date: November 24th
Hosted by Chance Promotions



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Synopsis:

It was only supposed to be an innocent girl’s night out with friends. How was I to know the sexy tattooed, bad boy I hooked up with was my soon to be Stepdaddy?
Gabe is hot as sin and his touch burns me in places no man’s ever been. I wanted him to be my first; I fantasized about how it would be, but now I need to keep my distance. I know how wrong my feelings for him are, but they won’t go away no matter how hard I try to suppress them.

He wants me and I don’t know how much longer I can resist him.



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About the Author:
Cara Chance loves reading sexy smut and decided to try her hand at her own stories. Always a guaranteed HEA. She loves writing the sexy taboo stories many are afraid to read in public.
She enjoys reading, writing, and loving life.
WARNING: Read her books in the privacy of your own home. Public reading may cause blushing, overheating, and wetness from intensely HOT sex scenes.







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ROYAL ATLAS by H.J. Bellus

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Title: Royal Atlas
Author: HJ Bellus
Model: Joey the Tank
Photographer: FuriousFotog
Designer: Designs by Dana
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: TBA

Synopsis
Love struck me at the early age of five. The boy turned into a man, and I fell even deeper. Guy Webb had no idea my fragile heart belonged to him for so many years. He was too busy being my brother’s best friend and a star on the football field. He was my daydream, and consumed every single thought, but he was always one step from my reach.

Beartooth Ranch was our home. The rich ranch land raised us, fostered our laughs, losses, and even gained a new family member when Guy moved in for his sophomore year of high school.

I hid my love for years. But now he’s back. Guy Webb returned a broken soldier after serving his country all over the atlas. And now it’s my job to help him heal.
My family lost everything with his return and I can only hope I survive it.

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USA Today Best Selling Author, HJ Bellus is a small town girl who loves the art of storytelling. When not making readers laugh or cry, she's a part-time livestock wrangler that can be found in the middle of Idaho, shot gunning a beer while listening to some Miranda Lambert on her Beats and rocking out in her boots.


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RELEASE BOOST : REBEL HEART (REBEL SERIES BOOK 2) by J.C. Hannigan




Title: Rebel Heart
Series: Rebel #2
Author: J.C. Hannigan
Genre: Second Chance Contemporary Romance
Release Date: November 3, 2016



Blurb

In the four years since Elle Thompson's first love broke her heart, she hasn't been able to get over him and move on. Luckily, a tempting new romance begins to simmer—but then fate throws Elle and Braden back together again, and Elle is trapped between her past and her possible future.

Braden Miller regretted pushing Elle away from him the moment it happened. Blindsided by grief, he lost sight of what and who mattered and quickly hit rock bottom. Since then, he's kept his head down and worked on becoming a man he can be proud of. But coming home to Parry Sound means seeing Elle again. As they're constantly pushed in the same direction, Braden realizes that he has to make amends with more than just his family.

Elle's yearning for both men in her life intensifies. Wavering between loyalty to one and memories of a long-ago flame with another, she struggles with her feelings. But fear of having her heart broken again keeps her from diving in either direction with both feet. Too bad it's not only her heart on the line...








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 Author Bio


J.C. Hannigan lives in Ontario, Canada with her husband, their two sons, and their dog. She writes contemporary new adult romance and suspense. Her novels focus on relationships, mental health, social issues, and other life challenges.



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