Friday, January 30, 2015

COVER REVEAL: Love and Lust in the Tropics (Derrick West)

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Title: Love and Lust in the Tropics
Author: Derrick West
Series: Timeless Love
Genre: Erotic Romance
Release Date: February 14, 2015
Length: Novella
Cover by R. Doyle

Time has separated Donovan and Leigh, but they’ve rediscovered the love they had in college. Donovan is everything Leigh has ever wanted in a man, but the past she’s hidden for years may pull them apart. During a winter getaway on an exotic Caribbean island, they discover that their love may be part of an ancient mystery deeper and more powerful than they could have imagined. Will these ancient secrets prove too intense for their love, driving them apart, or will they be swept along the ancient and secret path, into a world of enduring passion and timeless love?

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Excerpt Love and Lust in the Tropics by Derrick West 

She knew their time was very short, and she knew this was the end. She had to have him close to her just one more time. To feel the fire of his passion envelop them, wrap itself around her, become one with her. To feel the heat of him inside her, the warm explosion of his desire filling her.
He felt it too. Pressing her back, he lifted her up on the edge of the table in the cabin, lifting her skirts as she parted her legs for him. Their ship rocked with the explosion of their cannons firing on their pursuers as he pressed himself into her. Their eyes locked together, drawing their souls into each other as she drew his hard desire into her. The fire of passion burst within her, their eyes blazing into each other as they were rocked by a climax they knew would be their last in this lifetime.
Their eyes remain locked as their lips were drawn together.
“My God, you know how to love me, Leif! Never again in this lifetime will we get to feel our love so closely and so wonderfully.”
“Not in this lifetime, dear woman; this is the end of this chapter, isn’t it?”
“But just this chapter, darling man. In our next lifetime, let’s not be pirates. Let’s be respectable people. Let’s settle down and raise a proper family. Maybe a house and a garden.”
He looked deeply into her soul, his eyes soft now with tempered passion. His lips lingered close to hers as he spoke softly. “And could you live a domesticated life, dear woman? Your heart and soul are wild and free, and you know as much as I do how much you adore running full sail before the wind, fighting the damnable overlords who oppress anyone they can, just to feed their greedy need for bloody profits. It’s what you live for.”
“I don’t know, Leif. All I know is that this love we have is something bigger than we understand, and we need to be sure and find each other again next time, and try and get this right. I want more than a few years with you next time. I want a lifetime with you.”

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Derrick West spends winters on his sailboat in Florida, and summers at his cabin in the northern Rockies. He grew up in the Midwest, graduating from a large university there before embarking on an adventurer’s lifestyle working as a smokejumper, river guide, and mountaineer. He writes as an outlet for the innate sense of romance he believes lies within all of us.

Thursday, January 29, 2015

BOOK BLITZ: Brody (Mandy Harbin) The Bang Shift Series


Title: Brody (The Bang Shift Series)

Author: Mandy Harbin

Genre: Romantic Suspense

Sexual Level: HOT

Release Date: November 4, 2014

Cover Design by Sarah Hanson, Okay Creations

Organized by Literati Author Services Inc.

~ Synopsis ~

Brody “Brutus” Jackson isn’t your average small-town mechanic. The shop 

where he spends his days doubles as the headquarters for the mercenary group he 

works with. They jokingly call themselves the Bang Shift because the government 

contracts they take are the less savory ones, and they’re all just shady enough to do 

what’s necessary to get the jobs done. As far as Brody’s concerned, it’s the perfect 

arrangement for a man with no memory of his past, and no hope for the 


Under FBI protection, Alexandria Collins and her son have been in hiding for 

ten years. When it’s time to move again, her piece of crap car breaks down and the 

man giving her a tow is the biggest, hottest guy she’s ever seen. She is determined to 

ignore the need her long-neglected body hungers for. After all, the last man she 

showed interest in put a gun to her head.

Brody thinks the skittish Xan is sexy as hell, but it’s not her hot body that has 

him rocked to his core. He knows her from somewhere, and in his line of work, 

that’s a dangerous thing. Following orders have never been this hard, but when he 

finds out she’s his next assignment, he will protect her at all costs … even if what she 

needs protection from most is him.

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  They walked up to an opened fence and Xan silently thanked the 

heavens for small favors. The garage looked as if it was open. They walked through 

the gate and into the old building with several antique and late-model cars out front. 

Walking through the front door, she braced herself for the blast of cold air to hit her 

face, relishing the thrill of the artificial air she was about to gloriously 


She was sorely disappointed. It was hotter in here than it was outside. How was that

even possible? Her wet clothes clung to her sweaty body, leaving nothing to the

imagination. Didn’t matter. She was past humility at this point. She’d have a teenage

moment and flash her boobs, sweat and all if necessary, to get someone to help them


“May I help you?” a man with a gravelly voice asked as he walked into the makeshift

lobby next to the bays, wiping his hands on a grease rag. He looked to be middle-

aged, though she wasn’t sure since he was bald. No gray hair to help her out with

that assessment.

She looked at his nametag sewn into his shirt. “Yes, Colonel, is it?” At his smile and

nod, she said, “Our car broke down a couple miles down the road.”

A metal crash and very masculine curses mixed with raucous taunting and laughter

startled her. Scott snickered at the colorful words coming from the bays. He’d heard

them plenty of times, though Xan tried not to talk like that. Really, she did try to

deny her sailor-mouth tendencies. She just wasn’t very good at restraining herself

all the time.

“Sorry,” Colonel mumbled. “Those are my mechanics, trying to catch up on some

work. I took over this garage after I realized being retired was boring, and we stay

pretty busy. Seems like I’m constantly hiring more help, but we stay behind.”

The ruckus from the bays was finding its way into the lobby. Several guys walked

into the room, and Xan felt a slight panic attack coming on. She not only lacked a

love life, but she tended to avoid large groups of men. She didn’t have anything

against the male population, but after marrying into the mafia at a young age,

dodging copious amounts of testosterone seemed like a good self-preservation tactic

to live by. So she did, and when she wasn’t prepared to interact with schools of men,

her stomach took a nosedive when thrust into that very situation.

Taking a covert calming breath so she wouldn’t look like some skittish girl, she tried

to pay closer attention to each of the men as they came near. If she identified them

individually, she could pretend she wasn’t dealing with a mob of men.

A mob of seemingly beautiful, large, masculine men, looking to be around her


Oh shit. She so did not need this. Her nerves and sense of self-preservation took on a

whole new meaning. She’d rather deal with certain fear than possible


As she surveyed the crowd, she noticed their looks were as various as the candy

selection at the last gas station she’d stopped at. Male sweetness

was not better than chocolate. She just had to remind

herself of that as she stared at the variety before her. One guy had black hair,

another blond, spiked all crazy. The two next to the hot version of Billy Idol had long

dark-brown hair and curly light-brown hair. There was another bald guy bringing

up the rear, but that one had a goatee with green eyes. Colonel had brown eyes and

was definitely older than this group that’d just come in.

“Where’s Brutus?” Colonel asked the guys.

The dude with the spiky blond hair chuckled. “He’s cleaning up his mess.”

“It wasn’t his mess, asshole. You’re the one who knocked the tray over,” Mr. Black

Hair said with a snarl. Xan instinctively took a step back.

“Easy, Roc,” Colonel said and looked at her. “This is Roc.” He pointed to the cranky

man with black hair. “Blade,” he gestured toward the spiky blond guy. His name

made sense. His hair looked sharp enough to hurt if he were to head-butt


“I’m Hunter,” the man with long brown hair said, and then he pointed to the guy

with curly brown hair. “That’s Gage. He’s not as mean as Roc, but don’t get too close

to him.” He chuckled.

“Fuck off, Hunter,” Gage growled.

“See?” Hunter snickered. “And that guy over there—”

“I’m Bear, and Hunter’s a dick.” He ducked his head and glanced at Scott. “Oh sorry.

He’s, er, I mean he’s a punk.”

Scott laughed. “Don’t worry. I’ve heard it all. You should hear my mom talk. She has

the biggest potty mouth.”

Xan gasped. “I do not.”

“Wow, he’s your kid?” Blade asked. “Did you have him at twelve?” He laughed but

with sincerity twinkling in his eyes.

“Just about,” she murmured.

After a few of the guys laughed, she immediately relaxed. Sure, they were all very

handsome. None looked to be shorter than six feet, and each had a body to die for,

though each had a unique look all his own. But she didn’t feel any sparks, so she felt

relieved. Maybe her libido was broken. If so, she was fine by that. She didn’t need

any man drama in her life.

Why did that make her feel a little depressed? She shook off that thought. She

couldn’t get caught up with any man, so there really was no need dwelling on the

things she couldn’t have, like love, companionship, trust and sex. God, she’d love to

have sex again.

Maybe in another life.

Focusing her attention back on the problem at hand, she looked at the assembled

group of men. “Look. We need our car towed and a ride to a car rental company. Can

you help us?” Xan asked the guys in general so as not to single anyone out.

Blade’s eyebrows shot up. “I’d love to give you a ride, doll.” Even though his tone

was clearly teasing, she stiffened. Flirting was definitely not her forte.

Hunter whistled while shaking his head in exasperation. “Back off, Blade.” He looked

at Xan. “Sorry about Rico Suave over here. One of us would be glad to help you out.

But you’d have to drive up to Conway or back to the Little Rock area for a rental.

Best to call around first before making the drive.”

“I’ll call Bill and see if he can drive one out here,” Colonel said to Hunter, then looked

at her. “He owns the rental company in Conway. If they have something he’ll bring it

out here and save you a trip. You’ll be limited on your options, though.”

“Oh, whatever it is will be a step up from my old hatchback. I’m not choosy.”

Colonel nodded and looked at the guys expectantly. “Which one of you is available to

help her out?”

“Bear and I aren’t finished with the tranny that’s supposed to be ready tomorrow,”

Roc barked and turned to leave. He obviously wasn’t volunteering. Xan was okay

with that. She didn’t like the vibe coming off him, anyway.

“Sorry.” Bear smiled to her as he followed Roc.

“Gage and I have to finish puttin’ tires on Ms. Carson’s minivan, then do Joe’s,” Blade

told Colonel before turning to Xan. “I’d be happy to help

you if you stick around, doll. It shouldn’t take us more than an hour.”

“Get to work,” Colonel snapped, and Blade winked at her as he and Gage headed

back to the bays.

“I have one more oil change to do, so I can do it in fifteen,” Hunter said with a

crooked smile, “but Brutus just finished up on Mr. Jackson’s ’56 Chevy. He’s been

pickin’ up the tools that Blade knocked over after Blade called him a pussy.”

Oh, right. She’d forgotten there was another one around

here. Brutus it seemed. What was with these names? Must

be a man thing, not that she’d know. Or could even begin to understand the inner

workings of the male brain, ego, or whatever it was that fueled their behavior. Oh,

once upon a time, she knew one part of the male anatomy that tended to lead in the

decision-making process, but she’d long ago fell out of practice with that too.

Hunter glanced at Scott, remembering there was an impressionable young man in

his midst, looking contrite and shaking his head. “Sorry, man.”

“Go,” Colonel told him. “Brutus!”

Hunter left, but his departure barely registered. Just as he was walking toward the

bay area, a man with long blonde hair and built like a freaking bodybuilder walked

her way. With each step, his muscles rippled and his hair—what wasn’t sticking to

his sweaty brow—flowed in waves behind him.

She should not find this man attractive. She didn’t care for bulky men, and she

definitely preferred short hair on the opposite sex. Long hair belonged on women,

like she used to have, but she wasn’t dredging that memory up now.

So why was her body doing things she hardly recognized. Hardly 

recognized, not didn’t recognize. She knew what

that tingling sensation in her pussy meant. The tightening of her nipples? Yeah, she

knew what that meant too. Images filled her mind of this behemoth of a man coming

over her in bed and doing very naughty things to her. She stifled a moan. Yeah, she

shouldn’t find him attractive because he didn’t fit any description of her ideal type.

But there was no mistaking the fact that her body didn’t get that memo.

So much for not being attracted to any of the mechanics here.

As Mister Hold-Me-Down-and-Fuck-Me-Good walked up, his pupils dilated, turning

his dark-blue eyes black as his nostrils flared, his gaze zeroing in on the tight buds of

her nipples before locking with her own heated eyes. Good thing she was already

wet from sweat because her panties just got wetter.

She shut her eyes to break the connection her body was trying to make with this

man. She had to be smart and remember all the reasons men were not a part of her

life. She could use him as masturbating material. Nothing more, dammit.

She wasn’t going to break her abstinence streak for anyone, especially not a man

who could quite possibly fight off every one of the other mechanics singlehandedly.

She didn’t know him from Adam, and the last—the only—relationship she’d ever

had was abusive. Hell, Marco tried to kill her in the end. She had to find the strength

to avoid any and all temptation this sex god presented.

And she would. She was just strong enough to resist a man built like he could break

her face.

Because if she didn’t, she knew she was just weak enough to let him break her



About the Author

 Mandy Harbin Mandy Harbin is an 

award-winning, bestselling author of several books across multiple romance genres 

ranging from contemporary to paranormal erotic romance. She is also the number 

one bestselling author in teen romance under the pen name M.W. Muse with her 

popular Goddess Series. She is a Superstar Award recipient, Reader's Crown and 

RWA Passionate Plume finalist, and has received Night Owl Reviews Top Pick 

distinction many times. She studied writing at the University of Arkansas at Little 

Rock, earned several degrees, and even pursued an MBA until she realized becoming 

an author did not have to remain an unfulfilled dream. Mandy is a PAN member of 

the RWA and lives in a small Arkansas town with her non-traditional family, and 

although she is a direct descendant of British royalty, they refuse to call her 

princess. When she's not penning her latest book, you can find her hanging out 

online where she loves to connect with fellow readers or stalking Mickey Mouse at 

Disney World.


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BOOK BLITZ: Intoxicate (Tessa Teevan) Explosive #4

Intoxicate, Book # 4 in the Explosive Series
Can be read as a standalone
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Day: January 29, 2015

Marry me.

Two words Kalli Montgomery never expected to say out loud to Xavier Cruz, even though she's been in love with the sexy, single father for as long as she can remember. Unfortunately, she hasn't just been friend-zoned for the past ten years. No, even worse, he's treated her like a little sister, no matter how hard she tried to prove she could be so much more. When she agrees to spend the summer as the caregiver for his daughter, Lily, she knows it's her last chance to finally make him take notice.

As unexpected circumstances threaten to disrupt his home life, Xavier's desperate to keep his family together. He'll do whatever it takes, even if it means marrying a woman he doesn't love. For Xavier and Lily, Kalli will do just about anything, even at the risk of getting her heart broken in the process.

Little does she know, sometimes love isn't quite as unrequited as one may think. Xavier sees her-he always has. And the vow he made all those years ago never to go there with his best friend's little sister is wavering, and it's wavering fast. When they come up with a plan that leads to wedding bells, it's a no brainer.

This marriage of convenience has one rule: absolutely no falling in love.

Easier said than done. Throw together a girl who believes rules are meant to be broken, and a man whose whole career revolves around following orders and you get a recipe for disaster. What could possibly go wrong?

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Shooting a glare at him, I throw my hands up in exasperation. “Are you telling me that this whole anticipation thing is one-sided? Is it that easy for you to resist? I really need to step up my game.”

Xavier’s eyes fall to my lips for a quick moment before he looks back up at me. I see the desire in his expression, and without him even saying a word, I know he wants this, too. So why is he making me wait?

“You have no idea how much I want to kiss you right now. How many times I’ve thought of doing just that. Every time you were curled up against me on the couch, I wanted to kiss you. Every morning when you showed up, I wanted to kiss you. Every time you said goodnight to Lily and then slipped out my door? I wanted to kiss you before you left. It’s not a new development. The first time I ever saw you, Kalli, I wanted to kiss you. And I’ve wanted to ever since.”

His admission floors me. He’s told me before that he “saw” me, but I had no clue it was from the very beginning. I’m not really sure how to process it. In fact, he beats me to the punch.

“So now you know. This will be just as hard for me, but it will be so damn worth it. Because when you’ve wanted something for as long as I’ve wanted you? It’ll be the best feeling in the world when I finally get it.”

“Our first kiss will be that epic?”

“A first kiss to rival them all,” he quips, grinning at me. He holds his arms out wide. “Now, we’ll start with a hug and work our way up.”

“I feel like I’m sixteen again,” I tell him as I wrap my arms around his waist.

His hands come down to my back and he gives me a big squeeze, my head pressing against his firm chest. I love this feeling of being in his arms, him holding me close. There’s nowhere on the planet I’d rather be than right here with him. As much as I want him, I know he’s right. I don’t care when it comes. Because when it does, our first kiss will be unforgettable.

His chest rumbles as he chuckles. He squeezes me tight one last time before letting me go. “And it’s only just the beginning,” he tells me. “Have a good night, crazy girl.”

EXPLOSIVE - series

Author Bio
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I'm a twenty something book junkie who is also obsessed with sports. Bengals, Buckeyes, Reds are my teams! I work for the government during the day, hang out with Air National Guard on the weekends, and have been married to my own book boyfriend for over seven years. We currently live right outside of Dayton, OH with our two cats.

If I’m not writing or looking through tons of photos of hot men, all in the name of research, then you can probably find me curled up with my Kindle, ignoring the rest of the world. I love my sports almost as much as I love my books. My other obsessions include red wine, hot men, country music, and all things Grace Potter.

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