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Title: Insatiable
Author: L.L. Collins
Genre: Contemporary Romance (standalone)
Release Date: May 23, 2019
Cover Design: Cover Me, Darling

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Insatiable (adjective): having an insatiable appetite or desire for something, especially sex. 
I am Dr. Porter Kingsley.
In my life, I am not easily satisfied. I have an uncontrollable need to have more.
More sex, more success, more money, and definitely more control.
The one thing I must control the most is commitment.
I’m married to the job, and it’s a damn important one.
Being the top neurosurgeon at the age of thirty is all the commitment I need.
Because I’ve been down that other road before, and all it comes with is heartbreak.
I’ve been relentless in my pursuit of excellence, and I give one hundred percent to everything I do.
Then Dr. Kaya Hensley breezed her way into my hospital and tried to tell me what to do.
She’s brash, bossy, ballsy, and beyond beautiful.
But I won’t let that get to me, because she’s my competition.
She’s everything I want in my bed, but not in my heart.
No one puts Porter Kingsley on his heels.
Kaya has different plans, but she has no idea.
My desire to be number one cannot be quenched, no matter the consequences.
I am insatiable.

L.L. Collins was born and raised in the eternal summer state of Florida. She lives with her high school sweetheart husband and is driven mad daily by her two teenage boys, but her princess dog is her favorite child and kind of makes up for the testosterone flying around her house. LL has been writing since she was old enough to write. Always a story in her head, almost six years ago she made her lifelong dream of becoming an author come true in the self-publishing world. She’s the author of contemporary romance novels. Look for more of her emotionally charged novels exclusively on Amazon!
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Title: Day 3
Series: What Bad Boys Do Book 1
Author: L. Wilder
Genre: Romantic Suspense (Standalone)
Release Date: June 11, 2019
Cover Credit: Mayhem Cover Creations
Photographer: Golden Czermak (Furious Fotog)
Cover Model: Chase Ketron
Our lives are defined by moments, especially the ones we never see coming.

War makes a man hard, makes his heart grow cold; and for some, it breaks them completely, just as it had me. I tried to put the pieces back together, but it couldn’t be done. Unable to conquer my demons, I withdrew from the life I’d always known and became a hired gun.

The plan was always the same.

Day one- receive the target’s identity.
Day two- acquire their location.
Day three- plan the kill.
Day four- complete the hit.

But on day three of my latest assignment, everything changed.

The moment I saw her, I knew she was different from the others. Madison Brooks wasn’t a hardened criminal with blood on her hands. She was innocent, untouched by my world, and undeniably beautiful.

On day three, I found myself questioning whether or not I could complete my assignment. In fact, I found myself questioning everything.

On day three, the time had come for me to choose between my past and my future.
Leslie Wilder grew up in a small town in West Tennessee. A country girl at heart, she’s always thought that life is too short, but she had no idea how short it really was until her brother passed away in 2014. She’s always been an avid reader, loving the escape only a great book can give, and wondered if she had what it took to write one of the wild romances she’d come to adore. With the support of her family and friends, she published Inferno: A Devil Chaser’s MC, one year after her brother’s death. With him in mind, she fulfilled her lifetime dream of writing. Since then, she’s completed the Devil Chaser’s Series and continued on with the Satan’s Fury MC Series. She has so many stories in her head, and can’t wait to share each and every one.
Leslie has been blown away by the support of her readers, appreciating every message, review, and encouraging word she’s received over the past year. She looks forward to continuing this journey with them for years to come.
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Another Life by K.L. Shandwick
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This is a second chance romance, single dad, tear-jerker, HEA. Standalone read.
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Synopsis
What happens to you when you love someone with all of your heart, but that love now has nowhere to go? 
Heartthrob, Cole Harkin counted his blessings with a gorgeous wife and the couple’s excitement of a first baby on the way.
Just when he thought his world was complete, Cole becomes devastated and overwhelmed when his future is ripped out from under his feet. With little choice in the matter, Cole has to face living another life…
A very different life to the one he thought he and Grace had planned.  
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Meet the Author

Writing came relatively later in life for K.L. Shandwick after a challenge by a friend led to The Everything Trilogy. She loves creating new characters and story lines. Her characters have flaws and she hopes this helps the connection between them and her readers. K.L. enjoys the journeys they take her on during the creation of her stories, and each character has his or her own voice. She doesn’t use prepared outlines for her stories preferring the characters to take their own direction as the story progresses. These days K.L. lives in the Yorkshire countryside in the UK, and writes full-time.

New Release/Excerpt

Title: Insatiable
Author: L.L. Collins
Genre: Contemporary Romance (standalone)
Release Date: May 23, 2019
Cover Design: Cover Me, Darling
Insatiable (adjective): having an insatiable appetite or desire for something, especially sex. 
I am Dr. Porter Kingsley.
In my life, I am not easily satisfied. I have an uncontrollable need to have more.
More sex, more success, more money, and definitely more control.
The one thing I must control the most is commitment.
I’m married to the job, and it’s a damn important one.
Being the top neurosurgeon at the age of thirty is all the commitment I need.
Because I’ve been down that other road before, and all it comes with is heartbreak.
I’ve been relentless in my pursuit of excellence, and I give one hundred percent to everything I do.
Then Dr. Kaya Hensley breezed her way into my hospital and tried to tell me what to do.
She’s brash, bossy, ballsy, and beyond beautiful.
But I won’t let that get to me, because she’s my competition.
She’s everything I want in my bed, but not in my heart.
No one puts Porter Kingsley on his heels.
Kaya has different plans, but she has no idea.
My desire to be number one cannot be quenched, no matter the consequences.
I am insatiable.



This time, I caught what had their attention, and everyone else’s in the room.
I felt my jaw unhinge and my lips part.
I looked like every other red-blooded male in this room now, but hell if I could stop the reaction to what I saw.
A woman.
But not just any woman.
The most gorgeous woman I’d ever laid eyes on, and God knew how many I’d laid eyes—and hands—on. Her long, dark hair fell in waves down her back. She wore a tight pencil skirt that showed every mouthwatering curve that a woman could have. Long, tanned, toned legs led to five-inch black heels, the kind that men envisioned women leaving on during sex.
Once I had forced my eyes off her legs, I took in the silk blouse she wore, the way it hugged her full breasts just so, and I almost groaned. In the low light of the bar, I caught a hint of lace underneath her shirt. She turned her head, as if she felt our gaze, and my breath caught. She had the face of an angel, with large doe-like eyes, high cheekbones, and full, red lips. She made Stacie, our waitress, look like a little girl. She shifted her gaze back to the bartender, who was practically tripping over himself to serve her. It looked like she was alone, but if it was up to every single straight man in this place, she wouldn’t be for long.
I was up and off my barstool and headed her way before I could even second-guess why.

L.L. Collins was born and raised in the eternal summer state of Florida. She lives with her high school sweetheart husband and is driven mad daily by her two teenage boys, but her princess dog is her favorite child and kind of makes up for the testosterone flying around her house. LL has been writing since she was old enough to write. Always a story in her head, almost six years ago she made her lifelong dream of becoming an author come true in the self-publishing world. She’s the author of contemporary romance novels. Look for more of her emotionally charged novels exclusively on Amazon!
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Promo Tour/Giveaway/Free Download

Titles: Tempt the Beauty & Tempt the Wolf
Series: Fairy Tale Billionaire Romance
Author: Alexandra Banks
Genre: Short Contemporary Romance
(can be standalone)
Cover Design: Mayhem Cover Creations
It was love at first hump—for my dog. 

Rosey
The little guy went at his leg like Mr. Tall, Dark, and Handsome was God’s gift to womankind. Me, not so convinced. Except, Mr. Sexy Surprise promised he could make me scream “oh God.” It was my birthday, so…why not? One fake engagement later, I’ll tell you why not. 

Wade
Some people call me arrogant—cocky. I call me determined. I get what I want and I want Rosey. For me, it was love at first sight. She may think she can’t have it all. But, I’m here to convince her we can. 
Spoiler: This book is full of laugh out loud goodness, steamy love, and two people who are meant to be. This book is approximately 30,000 words. One to two hours of super-duper, steamy hot, sweet reading pleasure. That’s right, it’s quick. Because sometimes, quickies are best
The Wolfe. Motocross racing legend. The ultimate bad boy. My mind says run, but my body says stay…and I can’t say no.

I have three ironclad rules in my life – no motorcycles, no racing, and especially no motoracing – and the Wolfe is about to make me to break all three.

All my life I’ve avoided bad boys and motorcycles. Now, I have a choice – lose my job or work with the Wolfe. Call me crazy, but I don’t want to lose my job. So, here I am, in a whole lot of trouble. Because, ironclad rules or not, I’m falling for the kind of man I swore I never would.

Spoiler: This book is full of sweet, virgin goodness. A heroine video game designer with a penchant for nintendo puns and a motoracing hero who will do anything to win her heart. Jump into this Little Red Riding Hood remake where the wolf is a sweet virgin bad boy determined to have his way.
This book is approximately 30,000 words. Two hours of super-duper, steamy hot, sweet reading pleasure. That’s right, it’s quick. Because sometimes, quickies are best!

“You think you can make me call out ‘oh god’?” she asks. She shakes her head and tsks. The tsks send little shots down my length and it strains in response. He’s ready.
I have never, ever joked about sex with a stranger, but it feels right. She’s still quirking an expectant brow at me.
I point to myself. “God complex—I’m omniscient, remember? I know I can make you scream ‘oh god’ while you cum.”
She blushes, and I imagine just that. Her pink sex, my mouth licking at her sassy pussy her screaming “oh god” while I drink her down.
Then she starts to giggle, although she’s trying hard to hold back. She points down. I feel something on my leg. I don’t want to look, but I do. She’s laughing out loud now.
My jaw drops. Her ever-loving horny hellion of a dog is clamped to my leg like I’m the jelly to its donut—humping harder than I’ve ever seen anything hump before.
“Off,” I say. The dog’s bug eyes stare up at me, its tongue rolls out of its mouth. I shake my leg to dislodge it.
“Don’t shake,” she laughs. “He likes that. He’ll just hump harder.”
Too late. Her dog is going warp speed on my leg. His little claws are digging into my calf and his eyes have a glazed look of ecstasy. This is more action than I’ve had in a long time.
“Should I be worried?” I ask.
“No, he’ll stop.” Her eyes are big and full of laughter. “Eventually.”
Her dog has started gumming my pant leg like it’s red jello day in the geriatric ward. He’s making little doggie grunting sounds while he gums and humps.
“Well, at least someone liked what I had to say.”
She lets out a full belly laugh and rolls to the ground. I snort and drop next to her. Somehow, the little hellion is still going at it.
I lie next to her on the grass and we look up at the blue sky. I move my shoulder so that it touches hers.

“How much longer?” I ask. “Oh, two or three minutes,” she muses. “Once, he went for fifteen, but that was on a really fuzzy teddy bear.” Suddenly, I wish that I were a really fuzzy teddy bear, because then she’d have to stay here next to me for another fifteen minutes.
Alexandra Banks is the pen name of two feisty friends who love to hang out and dream up steamy love stories. After graduate degrees, global managerial positions and the nine to five grind, they decided it was more fun to bring joy to the world through happily ever afters. They deliver smart, strong heroines, and heroes who love them. You’ll get that romance read afterglow…every single time. Better yet, their books are short and sweet – because let’s be honest, sometimes quickies are best. They love their families, their golden retrievers, and bingeing on ice cream. If you want happiness, sweet fun, and steamy romance then Alexandra Banks is for you!

 
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Title: Bruised
Series: Brody Brothers
Author: Stacy Gail
Genre: Contemporary Standalone Romance
Release Date: May 23, 2019
“You’re coming with me.”


When Killian Brody showed up at Dallas Faircloth’s work with news that her half-brother might die without her help, she never expected the oldest and sexiest Brody to freaking kidnap her to ensure her cooperation. 
The scandalous affair between Dallas’s mother and Killian’s father made everything inside Dallas revolt at the Brody name. It was because of a Brody that her life had been left in ruins at the age of eight, and she’d had to rebuild all on her own. She hated the Brodys. Which was too bad, really. Killian Brody was take-charge, arrogant and so damn sexy she would have climbed him like a tree if it weren’t for that last name of his. 
Her weak-willed mother had proven to her that the men in the Brody family were as addictive as any drug, and Dallas didn’t want to get hooked. But when Killian turns his sights on her and makes her believe she’s his greatest weakness, she has a choice—play it safe, or dive in headfirst and risk falling in love with a Brody man.
85,000 words
***This standalone contemporary romance contains multiple sex scenes. Also contains an impulsive Alpha, a spicy heroine, a felonious kidnapping that may or may not count, and one teeny little spanking. No cheating, no love triangles, no cliffhangers. HEA guaranteed. Due to adult language and sexual content, this book is not intended for people under the age of eighteen***

A competitive figure skater from the age of eight, Stacy Gail wrote stories between events to pass the time. By fourteen, she told her parents she was either going to be a skating coach who was also a romance writer, or a romance writer who was also a skating pro. Now with a day job of playing on the ice with her students, and writing everything from PNR and cyberpunk to contemporary romance at night, both dreams have come true.

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Title: Reverence
Series: Scandalous Series (standalone)
Author: Ady Anes
Genre: NA Romance
Release Date: May 21, 2019
Cover Design: Pink Ink Designs


Diego Lobos is every mother’s dream. He’s handsome, smart, athletic, and well-mannered. Diego attends an Ivy League college and manages to keep a near perfect GPA. Mothers want him as their future son-in-law. Girls swoon at the mere mention of his name. Guys want him to be on their team. Everyone wants to be friends with Diego Lobos.

He’s the guy everyone loves… And rightly so. But is he right for me? Can Diego fill the voids within me? Those vacant spaces that have been dark and empty for so long that I’d forgotten they existed until he stepped into my life… Diego is charismatic, charming, and genuine. He’s sexy without being an arrogant ass.
What more can a girl ask for? In my dark world I need more. I have a need most can’t fill. I demand certain expectations that have guys cupping their balls and running in the other direction. Yes, I’m broken but I refuse to part with the little bit that’s left of me.
Love me or hate me. I don’t care. But everybody loves Diego… So why would he work so hard to be with someone like me?
**Contains mature content. May contain subject matter that triggers**


Prologue – Desirae

My birthday is in three days! Just three days! In three days, I will be fourteen! A lot’s happening for me this year. I’m entering ninth grade. The boys will finally notice me because I have an awesome rack. At least that’s what they say. I’ve heard them whisper it to each other. The morons forget to close their mouths and turn when I look their way. They’re too lost in my perky tits. But I don’t mind. This year I’ll be damned if they tease me about my freckles. This year I won’t be boyfriend-less. This is my year.

Daddy has another of his business functions tonight. I know we live in like a freaking mansion, but I don’t understand why he always throws his parties here. It makes Mother extra OCD and the staff mean as hell. But I’ll suffer through tonight because in a few nights Daddy is throwing me a party! The house will be filled with my friends and anyone else who wants to enviously join. I might throw them out. Or I might let them stay so they can tell all their friends how effin’ awesome my party was. Decisions… Decisions…

But first I must get through tonight. Daddy’s functions are so stuffy and rarely have kids my age in them. I prefer to be the only non-adult in the place. Usually when someone comes with their parents they’re absolute shitheads about everything. They act all stuck up like this is their place and they’re too good to even look my way. Humph. Don’t even care if one of them attends tonight. Can’t ruin my mojo. I’m in my happy place. Only three days!

Janet enters my room from the servant’s entrance. I scowl in disapproval. She knows that’s my pet peeve. They all still must knock like they would if they were entering Mother and Daddy’s room. Janet curls her lip. She doesn’t think much of me. I’ve never really done anything to sway her one way or another, but it does bother me some. Why do the servants of this place act so hostile? If I was a spoiled brat, I’d totally understand but I’m not. No really, I’m not. I try to do and get things without their assistance. I’m self-sufficient considering my parents globe trot without me all the time. I’m alone so often that I don’t even expect anything from anyone during Christmas.

“Your Father has provided you this dress to wear for the evening Miss Desirae. I trust you can get yourself ready before the main course.” She places a white dress on my bed then stalks out of the room as if it had been me who’d inconveniently summoned her. Seriously, what is it with these people? And since when does Daddy dictate what I wear to his parties? I have a specific section in my massive closet dedicated to clothes that are approved by Mother.

My eyes travel over the dress. It really surprises me to see something so simple yet sassy resting before me. The white dress and cute bow in the front scream innocence but the strapless top and short length whisper young woman. I’m not sure which role Daddy wants me to present more tonight. I need to balance both sides carefully until he communicates his expectations. Daddy always has an agenda. He’ll whisper the plan to Mother and she executes to a tee. I haven’t always liked what he’s instructed her to do but Mother always obliges and never complains which means I must do the same.

The white satin material softly kisses my skin as I shimmy into it. The sweetheart neckline makes my boobs pop out. I try pushing them back in, but the dress is too tight at the waist. The large bow only calls out more attention to my girls spilling out. I would’ve never picked something like this for myself. I know my limitations with my freckled skin and busty chest. I try not to cringe. I really do… but the dress barely covers my ass. Forget innocent. This is borderline trashy-cute. My foot taps nervously as I stare at the girl in the mirror. Am I really going to wear something like this out of this room?

I grab the house phone not caring if they whisper about me. The phone makes several clicking sounds before someone answers.

“Yes” Janet barks into the phone. Does she know it’s me calling? What if she’d answered the phone to Daddy or Mother like that? She wouldn’t be working here for long if that was the case!

“Did Daddy offer any alternatives? This dress is a bit short.” I hate the way my voice quivers a bit at the end, but the truth is that I feel immensely self-conscious in this dress. There will be grown men mingling with Daddy and Mother. I don’t like the way they stare at me sometimes. This dress will only make things worse.

“Your Father is already on his way up to see you” Janet haughtily replies, “I suggest you finalize whatever else you have left to do.” She doesn’t wait for my reply. She just hangs up on me.

My shoulders droop. Can I even sit in this dress without revealing too much thigh or cleavage? Mother is going to throw a fit! She hates it whenever someone else gets more attention than she does. I scurry into the bathroom tying my hair up into an elegant knot with loose tendrils falling onto my shoulders. Mother says men always love a woman with a few loose strands. It shows her quiet wild streak while screaming self-control.

Makeup takes a little longer to do. I begrudgingly apply concealer because Mother balks at my attempt with sheer foundation. The sheer foundation blends with my skin but still shows some of my freckles while the concealer makes me look like I have an entirely new face. I like my freckles but apparently no one in high society does.

“There you are” Daddy stalks into my room without knocking. I smile politely at him glad that I’d put on the dress first and did my hair and makeup afterwards. This order only spells disaster but Daddy’s walked in on me, in only bra and panties, on one too many occasions. Now that I’m turning fourteen, I promised myself since I can’t lock the door that I would dress first no matter what. Daddy’s carelessly flung comment about me needing to work out more because I’m becoming too curvy and soft in unattractive parts not only hurt but I burned with humiliation for days afterwards. Why was he looking at me like that anyways?

“You appear presentable” he states in his businesslike tone. I inhale slowly, deeply; knowing tonight is all business and no fun. I won’t be able to get away early and go to sleep. Daddy will show me off like he does Mother and all his other worldly possessions.

“Thank you” I reply knowing he expects it, “Where would you like me this evening?”

“I want you to meet some special people tonight. I expect you to be on your best behavior and assist me with finalizing the contract. This is the one I’ve been working on for over a year. Your Mother’s tried to win him over, but she’s been unsuccessful in her endeavor. I expect you to shine like a diamond tonight.”

“Of course, Daddy” I smile. It hurts like hell to keep up the fake expression plastered on my face, but my night is only just beginning. Guess there is no other choice regarding my dress.

Daddy holds his arm out expecting me to loop mine into his like a perfect young lady would. I pull my shoulders back, straighten my spine, and hold my head high knowing that the moment we step down those stairs all eyes will be on us. Daddy expects perfection from me in all areas of my life; from academics, extracurricular activities, community service, and right down to the prized only-child role.

We’ve barely descended halfway down the stairs when my body wants to scream mutiny. I’ve learned to trust my instincts. My heart hammers violently against my ribcage, my fingers close into a fist against my thigh, but no one will see or notice these things. My gaze remains forward, my breathing even and under control. This indifference is what I’ve been taught all my life. I look around until I find the source of my unease; an older man with salt and pepper hair, light facial hair, and great taste in designer suits. If my eyes aren’t deceiving me, he’s wearing a Canali wool twill suit that puts almost every other gentleman’s attire to shame.

“Mr. Pearce” Daddy greets the intimidating man. People give this man a wide berth. His gaze alone can cause heart failure. “I’d like you to meet my daughter, Desirae.”

Although this isn’t the right moment, it’s nice to hear the slight tremble in Daddy’s voice. This man makes him nervous. Daddy mentioned he’d been trying to woo him for a while now but how much is at stake? Is Daddy at risk of losing something or does this man have that much to offer?

“Exquisite” Mr. Pearce replies. His eyes peruse every inch of my body. I stare at the floor unable to meet his gaze. This man sees too much. He paralyzes with just a look from his black eyes. I kid you not. The man’s eyes are all black, no iris color; all pupils.

“Does she meet your approval sir?” Daddy asks him. He shifts side-to-side while Mr. Pearce slowly walks around us. Why does Daddy care if I meet the man’s approval?

“And you’re absolutely certain she’s untouched?” His deadly voice makes my blood turn cold. I look at Daddy panicked at what they’re discussing. We’ve barely made it to the bottom of the stairs before this man pounced. Mother has everyone corralled in the main area but she’s watching for us from a distance. The one time I need her to make eye contact with me and she’s busy playing hostess to the other guests.

“The paperwork I provided you is legitimate. Hymen intact. Pure.” Daddy replies.

Bile shoots up my throat like an out of control roller coaster. I take small even breaths trying to appear unaffected. I can’t vomit in front of this man. I can’t pass out either! Hymen. I should know that word. Something niggles at the back of my mind, but I can’t quite place it. This conversation is important.

“If everything is as you say” Mr. Pearce steps closer. “Then the executed contract will be delivered to you first thing tomorrow morning and your application to Champion’s will be approved.”

“Thank you” Daddy breathes with relief. He pushes me toward Mr. Pearce. “Do everything he says. I expect your obedience and utter perfection.”

“If she’s worthwhile, I will make her a repeat and reward you with each satisfactory union.” Mr. Pearce adds. “Of course, that isn’t in our original agreement and I’ll decide what the form of payment will be each time afterwards… but I’m usually a good judge of the finer things.” He eyes my body from head to toe once again but doesn’t complete his sentence.

I see dots dance in front of my face before a painful pinch to my inner arm snaps me out of my fainting spell. “You will not pass out.” Daddy hisses in my ear.

Mr. Pearce escorts me to one of the guest rooms on the second level of a place I used to consider safe. Mother watches him take me away. I’m terrified and in shock while Mother appears angry and ousted.

“Don’t mind her” Mr. Pearce motions towards Mother “She’s upset more with herself than with you. She doesn’t have the stamina and drive like I know you will. She envies your youth and beauty. We’re going to have so much fun together.”

Each word flays me. They know exactly what’s going to happen, but they failed to let me in on the plan. Something bad is about to happen, with their consent. I numbly enter the room. I shouldn’t be in here alone with him, but my parents have allowed it. My mind screams to shut off. Be a good girl; be Daddy’s perfect girl…

Ady Anes is a dutiful wife and mother in real life, but a dirty girl between the pages. Her love for reading transfers into her passion for writing. She always has stories floating in her head, ready to pour onto blank pages. Ady has a killer sweet tooth, loves music and sports, and names her kids and fur babies after fictional characters.

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