Monday, February 29, 2016

Snowed In, an F/F Anthology



Title:  Snowed In, an F/F Anthology
Publisher:  Torquere Press
Cover Artist: Kris Norris
Release Date:  1/20/16
Genre: Contemporary, Lesbian Romance, Fantasy, Science Fiction, BDSM, Western
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Synopsis
Snowed In is a blend of frost, snow, and wintery lesbian romances from five Torquere Press authors.


At the Bottom of the Mountain by Aiden McKenna
Because of a snowstorm, Rebekah’s not so lonely when Lily can’t make it home 

Fearless by Shira Glassman
A snowed-in band mom falls for a music teacher

Frost and Ice by Jessica Payseur
An icy little fantasy

To Melt a Frozen Heart by Sheri Velarde
Heather finds herself stranded in a blizzard

Cold Chemistry by Cassandra McMurphy
Alyssa doesn’t want to want Jayne, but she can’t seem to help herself.

Sample Excerpt
A crust of snow caked the steps to the door, broken by a big set of shoe prints. Boots, she thought, and paused, suddenly feeling uncomfortable.

Who was here?

She pulled out her phone and dialed Janet for the fifth time. The line crackled and popped, but it did ring. Alyssa glanced around to the window, but the curtains were drawn tight. The line rang more. Janet’s voice came on, soft and sophisticated. “You’ve reached the voice mail of…”

Alyssa hung up, feeling worried and a little defeated.

Did she smell smoke? She glanced up, and sure enough, there was smoke coming from the chimney. A burglar wouldn’t have decided to light a nice, cozy fire, would he? Whoever was here, it had to be one of Janet’s friends. What were their names, Erin and James?

She tried the knob, and the door swung open easily. Warm air beckoned her inside. Alyssa hauled her bag over the threshold and closed the door, afraid to lose one delicious drop of heat.

“Hello?”

The pop and crackle of the fire replied. Gosh, Janet was so damn lucky. The living room looked straight out of some winter resort, with soft leather couches piled with pillows, thick woven rugs on the floor, an ottoman covered in fur in the middle. The fire cast playful shadows across her feet from the red stone fireplace, which above, sported a breathtaking painting of the mountainside in winter.

Something creaked in the hall.

“Hello?” Alyssa said, her voice coming out thick and wavering.

A shadow flickered ahead.

“Janet?” The shadow paused and moved toward her. Alyssa’s mouth went dry and her hands tightened around the strap of her weekend bag.

God, who was this? Janet didn’t have friends… like this, didn’t she?




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Monday, February 22, 2016

Teach Me by Sophie Holloway




Blurb:
I'm Manhattan's biggest player, a man with a reputation for delivering unparalleled pleasure.
But she's untouchable. Off limits. And the most captivating woman I've ever met
I've never wanted a woman they way I want my business partner's little sister. But I've learned to hold back when it comes to the seductively innocent Eva.
Until the day she asks me to teach her everything. Absolutely everything. Every position, every seductive trick, every wicked, forbidden way I've ever pleasured the women I've brought home.
I've promised to protect this girl, but there's only so much a man can resist...
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I've wanted him for years.
Jack Bennett is sinfully gorgeous, utterly charming, and, as rumor has it, a GOD in bed.
The time has come to shed my virginity, join the ranks of women having sex in the city, and learn how to please a man.
Who else would I ask but him? My teenage crush, and the only man who has ever made my bones melt with one dark, sinful look.
The problem is--someone doesn't want me to move beyond the fear and pain of the past, and that someone is closing in on me..


Amazon Buy Link: http://amzn.to/24cIBoL


Excerpt:
The bartender approached her. As she opened her mouth to order, he said, “You’re Eva?”
She straightened, surprised. “Yes.”

He slid a vodka martini, her favorite drink, over to her. Underneath the glass, on top of the Sky Deck napkin, was a folded note. She felt her face flush as she reached for it. He’s going to tell me he made a mistake. He’s going to say he can’t make it. The breeze on her body suddenly felt like ice, prying the goosebumps up from her skin. She unfolded the note and read, Go to the restroom.

Eva wrinkled her nose. Well, okay. Peeing. That sounds romantic.

She’d heard a hundred stories about how smooth Jack was. She’d seen him in action enough as well. He could charm the panties off any girl, just by leaning in, touching her hand, and talking to her like she was the most important woman in the world. Eva had always thought she’d probably faint dead away if he ever focused his attention on her. Not that she hadn’t fantasized about it— she had, a million times, but a bathroom break had never been part of those dreams. Her knees wobbled as she took a small sip of her drink, then a larger one.

Then she downed the whole thing in one long gulp. She needed it.

Licking her lips, she slid off the stool and headed down the hallway toward the restrooms, her equilibrium slightly off in the four-inch peep-toe heels Georgie had insisted on. When she closed the door behind her, she checked her reflection in the mirror. Despite the alcohol swirling inside her, she looked terrified.

She took a deep breath. Then another. “Calm down, dammit!” she commanded in her best, gruff Georgie voice. “You can do this.”

She opened the door and stepped outside again, feeling only slightly better about herself. She didn’t have time to worry much more, however. Before she could head out of the hallway, a door opened to her side and a heavy hand clamped around her upper arm, pulling her into a darkened room.

She blinked, her eyes adjusting to the dimness as a voice hissed, “Don’t ever drink a cocktail that you haven’t personally watched the bartender pour.”

Jack.
Talking like that, he sounded like Antonio. She opened her mouth to tell him she could take care of herself, but before she could, his mouth found hers, needy, urgent. His tongue expertly delved into her mouth, staking a claim.

She’d spent so many nights thinking about the taste and feel of his lips, but the fantasy could never have matched this. He tasted like she’d thought he would, like mint and Cubans and that insanely sexy aftershave that he wore. Holy crap, Jack Bennett is kissing me. The thought flittered through her mind for the briefest of moments before she went completely numb to everything but the intense sensation of heat— everywhere, exploding like a thousand fireworks inside her.

Jack wrapped his arms around her and tangled his fingers in her hair, keeping her mouth to his, assuring her there was nothing half-hearted about this encounter. Either he wanted this as much as she did, or he was very good at pretending.

No, this wasn’t pretend. He was in. All in. His tongue, lips, teeth, and powerful chest pressed to hers.

His lips drifted down her jaw line, and he tugged aside the fabric of her dress, finding her collarbone. His hand roughly cupped her breast, his thumb rubbing the outline of her hard nipple. His touch sent sparks racing through her. Her entire body screamed with arousal as he tilted her head back, leaving her to stare helplessly up at the ceiling light. Her head spun as his tongue snaked its way down her neck.

“First lesson,” he rasped against her skin.

Coming Soon:
Take Me
I want more of her. All of her.
I want to drive her wild every single night until she's learned all the sinfully wicked things I need to teach her.
But someone is trying to tear us apart. Someone’s gunning for my company too. What they don’t know is that I’m the kind of man who protects what's his.
My family, my business, and this woman.
I will do whatever it takes.
Just try me.
Amazon Pre-Order Link: http://amzn.to/24cLYMv



About Sophie Holloway
 Sophie Holloway is from her favorite city on earth--Manhattan. When she's not writing, she's likely lost in a museum, basking in the sun in Central Park, or making excuses to buy gourmet cupcakes. She likes shoes, rooftop parties, lockets with surprises inside, arts and crafts (both in equal measure), long goodbyes, longer hellos, good friends, strong coffee and even stronger men. She hopes to meet her very own Prince Charming someday soon!

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Monday, February 15, 2016

SOME SORT OF LOVE by Melanie Harlow




SOME SORT OF LOVE — by Melanie Harlow
(A Happy Crazy Love Novel) 














Synopsis:
On the surface, I have it all—a career I adore, a loving family, the Nixon metabolism but not the Nixon ears, and a salary that supports my lavish taste in designer shoes, fine wine, and lacy lingerie…but I have no one to share it with.

Until the day I run into him—my one night stand from college with the cocky smile, lets-get-out-of-here eyes, and dirty, dirty mouth.

Levi Brooks is six feet four inches of hot bearded fantasy. A sexy single dad with broad shoulders, strong hands, and a fantastically big…heart. (I mean, its massive. And generous. And it pumps so hard… um. Sorry. Lost my place.)

But he lives for his son, and he's keeping me at a distance because he thinks I deserve someone better—a man who can give me more time, more attention, more of himself. He doesn’t believe he could ever be enough.

But he's wrong.

Hes everything.

Some Sort of Love









Also by Melanie Harlow
Some Sort of Happy
Some Sort of Crazy



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