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Release Day Blitz: Wet by Ruth Clampett

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Hi Everyone, my name is Paul and I’m a recovering sex addict. I’ve been managing my addiction for two years.

Paul McNeill loves sex.  Good sex. Bad sex. Oral sex.  Any kind of sex.  You name it; he loves it.  But Paul’s biggest passion is his greatest flaw.  As a recovering sex addict, he’s been abstaining and managing his addiction for over two years.  Now, all the wants is to fall in love and find that certain someone he can settle down with.

But when he finds himself on his knees on Elle Jacoby’s damp lawn, he knows there’s going to be trouble.  Elle quickly becomes Paul’s biggest challenge yet.  She’s instantly set him ablaze while he begs to be hosed down. As he gets to know her more, the flames burn even hotter.

How can he resist a hot divorcee who’s amped up to have all the fun she’s missed?

Warning: for mature audiences only. If you don’t like graphic sex, sex talk and curse words in books this story isn’t for you.

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“Elle, have you ever considered that the whole bunch of men looking to hook-up on Tinder could be bad apples?”

“You’re so funny!”

“I’m not joking,” I say.

“Seriously Paul, I’ve decided to throw myself back into the game.”

“But Tinder’s not really a game, Elle . . . it’s more like the mosh pit. What if you get head butted again?”

“I’ve realized the mistake I made. This time I’m going to spell it out to the dude before we get to the sexing.”

“Spell it out, huh?”

“Yeah, no weird stuff like latex or furry suits. No demeaning talk or behavior. No bondage. No threesomes.”

“Or foursomes?” I ask.

“Ewww, no!” she says.

“Are you trying to make me feel bad?”

“What? No, why?”

“I told you about my foursome.”

“Oh, I’m sorry. I forgot about that. That was when you were a man-whore.”

“Yes, thanks, although I prefer the term ‘sex fiend’.”

“Well . . . that’s still what you told me.”

“I did. So see, I’m the very guy you wouldn’t want to sleep with.”

“Ummm.”

“Yet, you pretty much asked me to screw you when we met. Do you see how complicated this is?”

“Can I ask you something, Paul?”

“Sure, why not? You know so much about me already.”

“Did you do men too back during your sex fiend days?”

I almost drop the phone. “Sex with dudes? No! Why would you ask that?”

“So your orgy was really just you and a bunch of women. Did you have a harem or something?”

“I could have.”

She huffs into the phone. “Oh really? A harem? What if you’re making all this stuff up? Why should I believe you and all your big talk?”

“If you don’t believe me, I don’t care. It doesn’t change anything.”

“What if you made up all those sexy stories . . . like that you were addicted to sex. What if you’re really more like your accountant brother?”

I feel the vein pop out on my forehead. Why is she screwing

with me?

“I know what this is about,” I whisper in a dark voice.

“Oh yeah? What’s that?”

“You’re provoking me, trying to get me to come over there and fuck you and break my oath. Well, it’s not going to happen.”

“Good!”

“Yup, good.”

“Because you know what, mister? You don’t fit into my profile anyway.”

“Oh that’s rich. You must have one hell of a profile.”

“Well look at you. You’re searching for a little complacent wifey who will roast your chicken and birth you a bevy of babies.”

“Roast my chicken? What’s that a metaphor for?”

“It’s not a metaphor, it’s dinner.”

I roll my eyes. “You’re pretty weird, you know.”

“And you don’t want to fuck anymore and nothing’s weirder than that . . . so who’s calling the kettle black?”

“Who says I don’t want to fuck? I never said that. I want it.”

“Really?”

“Sure.” I want it bad. So bad it hurts, but I don’t tell her that.

“So it’s that you just don’t want to fuck me?”

“Oh, I want to fuck you. Right now I want to throw you on the bed and ride you so hard you won’t be able to walk the next day.”

There’s a long silent pause. Maybe that was too much.

“Ms. Jacoby, are you still there?”

“I’m here, Paul Junior. I’m just distracted thinking about you throwing me on the bed.”

“And mounting you?”

“Yes.”

I hear a soft moan.

“And fucking you hard?”

“God, yes.”

“So you really want that, do you?”

“You’re cruel. Are you going to make me beg for it?”

“Maybe.”

“Please . . . Paul, are you touching yourself? Because I am.”

I pause.

“Maybe.”

“Mmm.”

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Ruth Clampett, daughter of legendary animation director Bob Clampett, grew up surrounded by artists and animators. A graduate of Art Center College of Design, she has been VP of Design for Warner Brothers Studio Stores and taught photography at UCLA. Today she runs her own studio and as the Fine Art publisher for Warner Brothers Studios has come to know and work with some of the world’s greatest artists in the fields of animation and comics.

From this colorful background comes Ruth’s first novel, Animate Me, a fun and sexy, unique and engaging contemporary romance.

Ruth lives and works in Los Angeles, strictly supervised by her teenage daughter, who helps plan their summer around their yearly pilgrimage to the San Diego Comic Con.

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Release Day: The Book Barista Reviews Slash and Burn by Jade C. Jamison

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Is theirs a match made in heaven…or hell?

Nick Channing, drummer for Fully Automatic, has never taken sex seriously. He’s had fun and met dozens of women—mostly one-night stands—and he prefers it that way. From his parents to his friends, he’s witnessed love and relationships firsthand and believes women are nothing but a headache.

Nick, Brad, and Val team up again to launch her new band Val Hella. There’s one problem, though: they still need a bassist. They audition dozens of women, trying to find the perfect one and settle on Sabrina, known onstage simply as Sinna, a bad ass metal head who’s perfect for the band: pierced, tattooed, dressed in black from head to toe, and she handles her bass with precision. She is a force to be reckoned with and Nick is smitten.

When Nick gets her alone the first time to lay on the charm, he’s met with a coolness he’s never experienced. Sabrina is mysterious and thoroughly unimpressed with Nick and his behavior, and that’s when he decides he has to have her. As he falls headlong for her, he discovers her secrets, one dark shadow at a time. He thinks she loves him back, but he can’t be sure. By the time he’s completely down the rabbit hole, his heart’s so entangled, he fears he might not be able to save himself. Can she save him or will she wreck him for all time?

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I received and ARC in exchange for my honest opinion.  I’m not gonna lie.  I would’ve begged, borrowed and stolen for this ARC if I had to.  I was THAT excited about this book. Ok…ok…I would not have stolen.

Bullet was the first ever book by Jade C. Jamison that I read and loved.  In fact, Rock Bottom, the second book in this series is one of my favourite books.  Needless to say, I’ve loved this series and was anxious to read Nick’s story.

I. LOVE. NICK. He’s the drummer for Fully Automatic [that right there is enough to make me love him]. He’s got a great sense of humour, is sexy and just a genuinely nice guy.  As the drummer for Val Hella he is helping to choose a bassist and in the process meets Sabrina aka Brina, aka Sinna.  As soon as he lays eyes on Brina he wants her.  Unfortunately for Nick, she’s not so easily convinced.

I have to say that Brina is not my favourite character.  She was a tough nut to crack.  I couldn’t figure out what made her tick. I can’t really say anymore for fear of spoiling the story.

This book is Nick’s journey to finding love, and what a steamy journey it was. Along the way we find out about his family and about his best friend. I loved hearing about the other members of the band and am looking forward to possibly reading Zane’s book in the future *looks at Jade pleadingly*.

I really enjoyed Slash and Burn and gave it four very hot and steamy cups of java.

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Brina’s voice was low, almost derisive.  “I don’t need tricks.  My playing speaks for itself.”


He couldn’t let that one go.  “Yeah, and how many personal fans do you have, Sinna?”


She sneered—actually sneered—and, for some strange reason, Nick felt a twitch in his cock at the sight.  He stopped himself from bursting into laughter, because that would have made her angrier.  While he didn’t mind her angry, he hoped to be able to enjoy a real conversation.  She took two steps closer to him and said, “I don’t count how many personal fans I have, if I even have any.  It’s not about me, Nick, any more than it’s about you.”  Her voice wrapped around his name like honey, but it oozed disgust.  He still wasn’t sure if he found it hot or not.  She continued, not giving him a chance to evaluate his emotions.  “It’s about us as a group, as a band, and until we gel, there will be division, and if we’re not cohesive, what the hell kind of music are we gonna make?”


“I see your point, but I have a counterpoint.  If you are all about the band and don’t give a shit about yourself, then where’s your pride?  Your personal responsibility?”  He stood up.  He’d been joking before, but now he was dead serious.  Some small part of himself felt like she might be questioning his integrity, and that pissed him off.  “When you fuck up onstage—and you will—will you blame all of us?  We’re a band, after all.”  He couldn’t help the tone in his voice.  There would be no way for her to mistake how irritated he was becoming.  It had been cute before, but now she was pushing some button that set him off.  He wasn’t sure if he was angrier with her for pissing him off or himself for getting mad at her in the first place.
 
 


She rolled her eyes.  “Oh, come on, Nick.  You know that’s not what I meant.”  She got closer to him.


He closed the gap, so close that their noses almost touched.  “How the fuck should I know that?”  His eyes searched hers, trying to decide if she was wanting to start a war.  But then, as he continued looking back and forth between those blue orbs, he saw them soften ever so slightly.  He let his jaw relax a little then, but he still couldn’t quite read her.


Her words, however, were still acerbic.  “Because you’re a smart fucking guy.”  She cocked an eyebrow again.  He couldn’t decide if he fucking loved the way she did that or if it was just another irritant.  “Or so I thought.”


Nick tried once more to assess her and fell short.  He could feel some kind of weird electricity sparking between them.  At first, he’d thought it was the anger, but then he realized that maybe there was something more.  He moved his head a few centimeters closer and she didn’t budge.  His voice was barely a whisper when he said, “I am a smart fucking guy.  I’m so goddamned smart that I figured out what this is all about.”


She furrowed her previously cocked brow, but he barely saw it as he brought his mouth down on hers.  He knew that had to be the issue at hand—the sexual attraction between them both was interfering with their ability to communicate.  It was making them angry, accusatory, and they weren’t acting like bandmates or even acquaintances.  They were spitting at each other like they were mortal enemies.  That might have been okay, but Nick definitely had other ideas about which way their relationship was heading.


He heard her mumble, “What the—?”  Then he expected her to fight, based on her initial stance, but she let go and gave in, kissing him back.


It was an incredible explosion in his head, the sparks he felt because of the way their tongues danced together and the warmth of her body close to his.  Feeling more in control then, he slid his hands around her waist and pulled her close…


 
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For years, Jade C. Jamison tried really hard to write what she thought was more “literary” fiction, but she found herself compelled to write what you read by her today—sometimes gritty, raw, realistic stories and other times humorous, light tales—but most of the stories she writes revolve around relationships and characters finding their way through life.  While she doesn’t confine herself to just one genre, nor is there a nice neat label for what she writes, most of her work could be called erotic romance.


She lives in Colorado with her husband and four children.
 
 

Release Day: Thicker Than Blood by Madeline Sheehan and Claire C. Riley

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A true friendship never dies.

Leisel and Evelyn lost everything. Husbands. Families. Friends. Lives that made sense. All they had left was each other, and a friendship that could withstand anything…

Even an apocalypse.

Until one fateful night, the marginal safety they’d come to rely on comes to a vicious and brutal end. With the help of Alex & Jami, both unlikely allies, Leisel and Evelyn are able to escape their shattered sanctuary only to find themselves face-to-face with a much altered, much crueler life where they have to find the way—and the will—to stay alive in a world they no longer recognize.

Traveling across a broken and infection-ridden country; the road-weary group are pitted against endless violence, improbable circumstances, and the ultimate loss.
Everything comes at a price—especially safety, the cost of which could very well strip them of the one thing they’ve tried so hard to cling to: their humanity.

Yet along with all the trials they’re forced to endure, there’s also hope in the form of love. Having loved Leisel from afar, Alex attempts to put the pieces of her fractured heart back together.

But in such a savage world, is there room for love?

In a place of nightmares-made-reality, where the living should be feared far more than the dead, an unbreakable friendship and a love amongst all odds can mean the difference between life and death.

There are friends…

And then there are Leisel and Evelyn.

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Release Day: Shatter Me by Alex Grayson

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I’m running, as fast and as far as I can. My past is trying to shatter me, but I am determined not to let it. I’ve come this far, I won’t let it break me now.

I had to stop in a small town to get enough money to run again, but I found myself wanting to stay. The reason? Jaxon Walker. He doesn’t make me so afraid. He comforts me. But how much comfort will it take before my walls shatter? And what happens when my past finds me? Will it destroy me finally or could Jax possibly save me?

My name is Bailey Winsor and this is my story.

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“Oh Jaxon.” I moan and dig my nails into his back.

“Fuck, Angel,” he hisses. “I can feel it. You’re already so wet for me.”

This spurs him on and he pushes me to my back and settles himself between my thighs. He’s sitting back on his legs. With my legs on either side of him resting on his, I’m somewhat open and exposed to him, even though I’m still wearing my clothes.

Jaxon watches me with steel blue eyes as he runs his hands slowly up my calves and thighs. When he reaches my stomach, his fingers dip underneath my tank top. He moves them to my sides. With slow movements, his hands continue their upward motion, bringing my shirt along with him.

I halt his movements by placing my hands on his.

“Angel, we don’t…” He starts but I stop him before he can finish.

I shake my head and say, “No, it’s not that. I don’t want you to stop. I just…” I stop because I don’t know what to say. How do you tell a man that your body is riddled with ugly marks?

Taking a deep breath I haltingly try to explain. “Steven…h-he liked to…mark me. I’ve got…scars. A lot of them. They aren’t pretty. I want to warn you before you see them for yourself.”

As I talk I see pure rage enter Jaxon’s face. After closing his eyes and breathing deeply a few times he opens them again and the rage is gone, replaced with a soft understanding look.

“Baby, no matter how many scars you have you could never look anything but beautiful to me.”

His words touch a place inside me that allows some of my insecurities to let go. His words are pure and I believe them.

I move my hands from his and place them on his thighs. He doesn’t take his eyes off mine as he starts moving his hands again to pull my shirt up. It’s slow and torturous. I want him to hurry, but then I’m dreading when he sees them. When his fingers skim over the side of my breast, my breathing starts to pick up. The warmth his hands leave behind makes me throb for more. My shirt is now over my breast, but his eyes still remain on mine.

“Arms up, baby and lift for me.” He says quietly.

Lifting my upper body off the bed, I sit up and bring my arms above my head. Jaxon finishes removing my shirt. His chest is right in front of my face. I bring my hands back down to his sides and lean forward to kiss his chest, but Jaxon pulls back and grabs both sides of my face to bring it up to his.

“Not yet. Lay back, I want to look at you.”

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nvkat5EAlex Grayson is originally from the south but has recently moved to Northern Ohio. Although she misses the warmth of Florida and often times detest the cold of Ohio she absolutely loves living in the north. She and her husband bought a house on two acres of land and live there with their daughter, two dogs, two cats, and 8 ducks. She hopes to eventually get chickens and a couple of goats to add to their country way of living. Besides her family and home her next best passion is reading. She is often found with her nose obsessively stuck in a book, much to the frustration of her husband and daughter. On more than one occasion Alex found herself wanting a book to go a certain way, but it didn’t. With these thoughts in mind she decided to start writing stories according to her own visions. Although this is a new endeavor for her she hopes that readers find her concepts on romance intriguing and captivating. Alex welcomes and encourages feedback, of any kind. She can be contacted at alexgraysonauthor@gmail.com

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