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Friday, February 23, 2018

Release Blitz w/ Excerpt - UNRAVELED by K.M. Neuhold

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UNRAVELED
A HEATHENS INK SPIN OFF
K.M. NUEHOLD
M/M ROMANCE
RELEASE DATE: 02.08.18

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COVER DESIGN: K.M. Neuhold
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Clay:
My mind and body are full of chaos; the only time I can truly feel free is when my hands, arms, and legs are secured. Just because I want to be bound, able to give over my pleasure entirely to another person, doesn’t mean I want to be controlled, humiliated, or made to endure pain. I’m a successful, happy, confident adult man who wants a lover to tie him up. Why is that so scandalous? And why is it so difficult to find? It doesn’t help that I’ve developed a hopeless crush on my straight roommate. Maybe a fulfilling relationship isn’t in the cards for me.

Max:
I’m completely out of control of my life. My ex is trying to take my daughter away from me... again, my dream of owning my own motorcycle repair shop seems out of reach, and somehow, I find myself a thirty-two-year-old man who can’t afford to have a place without a roommate. So, it’s no huge surprise that the idea of being given complete control over someone’s body and pleasure is a major turn-on. I never had any inkling I might be into guys, until my best friend told me he likes to be tied up. Now I’m losing sleep, imagining him bound and begging for me. I can’t figure out if it’s just the kink or if it’s possible I’m falling for him.


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EXCERPT

“Put your wrists together,” Max whispers in my ear and I comply.

He tickles the rope down my back along the same path his finger took.

I squirm and whimper, pressing back against Max’s broad frame. My cock stands at full attention, bobbing in front of me.

Max loops the rope around my wrists and secures them. Then he steps back, leaving me cold and aching for him.

I turn my head to look over my shoulder and watch as Max peels his shirt off. My mouth waters at the sight of his gorgeous, bare body. Rippling muscles, thick, dark hair, and his heavy erection swaying between his thighs all have my knees weak. 

Max steps around me and pulls back the shower curtain.

“Come on, Petal.”

Max helps me into the shower and I groan quietly as the hot water hits my skin.

Max’s hot lips trail down my neck as he grasps and massages my ass cheeks.

“Mmm, feels so good,” I whimper.

“Shh, we don’t have time for all that. You’re going to let me wash you up and we’re going to do Gigi’s birthday. Then, we’ll get back to our fun tonight after Gigi is in bed. How does that sound?”

I grumble in protest but when Max starts massaging my scalp with shampoo that smells like him I quiet down and let him have his way with me.

After he works the shampoo into my hair, Max tilts my head back to let the hot stream of water rinse me clean. Next, he pumps a handful of body wash into his palm and runs it all over the planes of my body. After thoroughly soaping my chest, Max wraps a soapy hand around my erection. I groan and thrust into his hand, but he quickly moves on to my balls and then slides his sudsy hands between my cheeks and over my twitching hole.

“Please, Max,” I gasp, swaying toward him.

“Shh, Petal. I’ve got you.”




About the Author:

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I'm an author of m/m and new adult romance. I have a strong passion for writing characters with a lot of heart and soul, and a bit of humor as well.


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Monday, July 24, 2017

Release Day Tour: Excerpt + Review - Love Sick by HJ Bellus



HAPPY RELEASE DAY TO HJ BELLUS & HER GIRLS!
LOVE SICK IS LIVE! 

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LOVE SICK 
by USA Today Best Selling Author HJ Bellus & The Girls

“The Waves of Love Can Make You Sick”

A Reckless Series Spin-off
A Romantic Comedy

Memphis Love knows three things.

Money
Sex
Women

As long as it has a pond for him to dip his pole into, he’s game, and he doesn’t stick to just one pond for his fishing trips either. 

The small, beach town he lives in doesn’t offer much for job opportunities or at least lucrative ones. He relies on his body, the pole, and stage. Oh, and the after hour clients.

Iris, his best after hour customer, takes him on a yearly cruise with her friends. He’s there for one purpose and one purpose only…their boy toy.

Memphis is no fool. A two week, all paid cruise to soak up the sun and sights is a no brainer. Only thing is he didn’t expect a little ray of sunshine on the ship this year. Raylan Moore has the power to rattle everything he once believed.

The doctor is in; he’s willing, able and ready to please. Dr. Love has the cure to your Love Sick (offset in a different font) blues, only this time maybe he’s the one needing the healing.


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REVIEW:
5 Stars

Hilarious and down right sexy! HJ Bellus delivers such an entertaining story. Full of so much sexy, cheesy and corny banter I couldn't get enough. 

Memphis and Raylan had me so consumed in their crazy and chaotic journey. This was such an epic read!!! That mouth on Memphis! Good gosh, I'm no prude but fuck! Lol. But I loved it! Loved it. Loved it!! 

It wasn’t all fun and games and had me tearing up a time or two. Exceptional writing as always with my experience from this author and great characters. The story itself and the setting was so uniquely creative. Memphis and Raylan's journey was brilliantly delivered. A definite MUST read. Great job to HJ Bellus and the girls who helped with this fantastic story!


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EXCERPT:
Memphis Love


I lie back in the lounger, finding the perfect snooze zone again while soaking up the rays. Then I hear it. The hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. Every single inch of my body is on alert. I sit right back up, pulling down my Ray-Bans on the bridge of my nose.

I smile.

I smile like the victor of Titty Mania 2017. Give me the belt, bitches. Hand it right over. She didn’t fall into my lap this time. Nope, it’s so much sweeter because I spot her before she attacks.

Raylan. She's standing at the bar fifty feet away. Her head is thrown back in laughter. A damn fruity drink is in her hand. Her girls at her side are making her laugh at something. It’s a lingering suspicion, but I know Raylan is never this carefree. The edge of a hot tub is feet away. It’s not her clumsiness I’m studying, but what she’s wearing.

Or should I say what she’s not wearing? That scrappy piece is a poor excuse for a damn top. I know what’s under it or at least half of it. She has one of those fancy, see through skirts tied around her lower half. The knot is settled nicely on her hip.

It would take one nip of my teeth to undo it. Fuck, I wouldn’t have to take her bikini bottoms off to taste her. I bet she’s as sweet as those damn drinks she loves.

“Daddy, antennae.”

I peer over to the voice ready to glare at the bastard interrupting my daydream, hot shower research supplying spank bank material. But it’s a little boy pointing right at me.

“That man has Wi-Fi.”

I squint my eyes trying to put together what the hell is going. He begins racing over to me chanting Wi-Fi.

I peer down to see if the little bandit is planning to nab any of my personal items. Kids these damn days are too smart for their good. It’s then I see the Wi-Fi. Spandex and a raging cock are not the right combination and a clear signal for Wi-Fi according to young children. The size of my engorged dick could guide astronauts home from Jupiter.

What has this clumsy girl done to me? I’m a global threat at this point. Draining my remaining drink, I find the perfect excuse to stride right over to the bar where the group of girls are still chatting it up. Hell, Raylan doesn’t notice all the men checking her out. Her friend, Brenna, has at least double Ds and I’d bet my left nut they’re fake. She’s the type the majority of men magnetize to, but not with Raylan next to her. Josi, I’m pretty sure that was her name, is also a knockout with fake assets and plump injected lips. But it’s none of that which attracts me.

The fuck? I don’t remember any female names, and here I’m studying Raylan and her friends like a first rate stalker. I saddle up to the bar, blocking the group of dickheads drinking in Raylan. My size and width get the job done.

“Another, hun?” the busty bartender asks.

I keep up the smolder showdown giving it to her smooth. “Please, darlin’.”

That does the trick. I hear one of the girls squeal. I know it’s not Raylan but not sure which one it is.

“Raylan.” I hear a loud skin slap, but I don’t look, pretending to eye down the bartender. “It’s him.”

Another voice joins. “It is Raylan. Holy shit, he’s on the cruise.”

Hook, line, and sinker.

“Who?” Raylan asks. Hell, her voice erects the Eiffel Tower in a matter of seconds.

“I’d say nipple gate 2017, but it was more of Tit Show Gate 2017 live and in action.”

There’s an audible gasp. I can feel her gaze soaking up the front view leaning on the bar. My elbow is propped on the smooth wood and my face is in the direction of the back shelf with my legs crossed at the ankles. Most men would flex their muscles right now, putting them in the douche category permanently. I remain calm, playing to ignore the conversation.

I’m betting today they’ve had a few to drink since their voices are not a whisper when they think they are.

“You were right about his wiener. It was not your imagination.”

I stifle laughter at that one.

“Don’t say wiener; we aren’t ten years old anymore.”

“I told you it was huge.”

And there’s my cue. I stand slowly, paying attention to each move of my body, grab my drink from the bar, and make eye contact. They react as suspected, ducking their heads and blushing like fools.




— ABOUT THE 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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Monday, January 12, 2015

Blog Tour: Excerpt + Giveaway - Something Amazing by M. Clarke



Happy Release to M. Clarke! 
Something Amazing is LIVE!
Meet Rachel and Jackson in this amazing addition to the Something Great Series!


**Can be read as stand-alone -  to get the full story start from Something Great, book 1.**
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Release Date: January 11th


Blurb

Some nights have passion, some waves leave you wet, but everything is sexy at Knight Fashion Magazine...

From the International Bestselling, Reader's Favorite Award winning author of My Clarity; M. Clarke has readers plunge into the depths of romance and desire with Rachel and Jackson’s story.

No one said breaking up was easy, but escaping to Kauai only adds to Rachel Miller's confusion when fate collides her with Jackson Clark. He’s everything Rachel wants—confident, charismatic, and in charge—but his past catches up to them, creating rough waves that seems impossible to calm. Will their love for each other be strong enough or will it crash against the shore?


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Excerpt

“It’s raining,” Stacey said out loud all of sudden.    
Rain splashed on us, only it wasn’t rain.
“Did you see me, Hendrix?” a deep, manly voice asked, causing all sorts of tingles in me just from the sound of his voice.
            “Ugh.” Hendrix wiped his face and gave each of us a towel. “Must you flip your hair and shake like a dog? No, I didn’t see you.” He sounded annoyed, then softened his tone when he turned to us. “I was too busy staring at these two beautiful ladies in front of me. One that is off limits and the other one that needs a lot of hands on.”
            Stacey blushed and giggled like a schoolgirl. Since my back was to this stranger, my face didn’t get as wet as theirs, but when I peered up after I wiped myself off … holy shit! It was the guy from the swimming pool.
            Our eyes locked for the first time, but neither of us looked away. In fact, his dark chocolate eyes grew, and small dimples appeared on both of his cheeks when his lips curled wider. His stare was so strong and intense that he might as well have fucked me with it. All sorts of butterflies fluttered in my stomach and spread to every nerve in my body, sending electrifying tingles everywhere. And seeing stubble along his strong jawline produced another shudder within me.
            “Hi there.” His grin got wider and hotter. “Sorry about that.” He sounded sincere. When he leaned closer to my ear, my heart drummed faster, and I lost my breath. Heat infused through me, and I was trying really hard to compose myself. Before I could move away, he whispered slowly and sensually, “Did I make you wet? I can fix that for you.” His words came out hot and playful, intended only for me to hear, each word accentuated with warm puffs in my ear.






SOMETHING GREAT (Book One)
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SOMETHING WONDERFUL (Book Two)
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SOMETHING FOREVER  (Book Three)




About the author


Mary Ting resides in Southern California with her husband and two children. She enjoys oil painting and making jewelry. Writing her first novel, Crossroads Saga, happened by chance. It was a way to grieve the death of her beloved grandmother, and inspired by a dream she once had as a young girl. When she started reading new adult novels, she fell in love with the genre. It was the reason she had to write one-Something Great. Why the pen name, M Clarke? She tours with Magic Johnson Foundation to promote literacy and her children’s chapter book-No Bullies Allowed.



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