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Guest Post & Giveaway: “Mergers and Acquisitions” by Sorcha Mowbray

Jul 31




Please welcome Sorcha Mowbray to CABR 🙂

She’s here to talk about NYC helped inspire her to write MERGERS AND ACQUISITIONS.

There’s a giveaway too, so be sure to answer Sorcha’s question


Sexy Vibes & A Giveaway

Thank you so much for having me visit Caribbean Accent Book Reviews today.

Sigh, I do love the Caribbean. There is something very romantic about a tropical destination.

But, there is something sexy about the city.

After spending two years in New York City I can certainly say a big city has a certain edge that is very enticing. There is a pulse that thrums just under the hustle and bustle of city life that you don’t find in even mid-sized cities. I can’t explain it except to say that the people are generally so open to new experiences that the city itself takes on a very sexy vibe.

There is also a certain level of anonymity to living in a small geographic area with millions of other people. Nothing like posting comments on the web, but there is a freeing sense of being whoever you want.Every time you go out you can recreate yourself or your experience. Chances are you’ll never see someone you already know unless you plan to. Not to say it wouldn’t happen…that might be awkward.

Oh! Plot bunny ahoy! *author chases after new shiny plot idea*

Sorry about that. I’m back. The point is I find it sexy to be a part of something so huge, so experimental.

It affords you the opportunity to push your boundaries—or not—as you see fit. I love that, which is why I was dying to write something set in NYC. It was a great deal of fun to feed off that vibe and see where my characters ended up.

So, do you like stories set in big cities? Maybe you prefer small towns? Tell me what setting you like and why.



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Shannon Pearce is an acquisitions specialist who helps businesses buy other businesses.

Her latest projecthas left her fantasizing about her provocative client. After closing the deal successfully, she is faced with another proposition of a very personal nature.

Dalton Granger can’t get his very sexy acquisition specialist out of his head. For weeks he has been tormented by the idea of not only having her in his bed but also at his mercy.

What Dom doesn’t fantasize about a sensual, submissive woman? But, can she let go long enough to relax and give him the control he craves? If she does, will she dance along the edge of passion with him and push her own boundaries or cling to the power she’s worked so long to gain?



Alone with the person who occupied too much of her thoughts Shannon prepared herself for the final onslaught of Dalton Granger’s potent sexuality. The man exuded confidence and lust, filling the air around him with an aphrodisiac of the finest quality.

“Congratulations, Mr. Granger. You made an excellent buy.” She focused on collecting the documents to be filed with the Securities and Exchange Commission to record the purchase of Virtual Designs, a publicly traded company. Stock prices would go through the roof once the market opened on Monday morning.

“I did indeed. I know a good thing when I see it.”The deep resonance of his voice worked its way past her protective layers of clothing to twist and pull at her, as though his fingers danced across her skin. How the hell did he do that?

Clutching her paperwork to her chest as a shield, she looked at him. Really looked at him. His dark brown hair and black walnut eyes made for an intimidating pairing, heightened by his physical mass. At six-foot-one or maybe two, Dalton existed as a superior specimen of the male form. Under the finely tailored suits he favored, he hid a body in excellent shape. The one time she’d gotten a hint of his masculine perfection had come the day before when her stiletto snagged in a grate on the street as they walked to lunch. She tottered, sure to collide with the unforgiving pavement. Instead the iron bands of his arms snaked out to catch her, pulling her hard against his muscled chest. She’d gasped in shock, from both the near miss and the current of desire winging through her from the close contact.

Before, she’d relied on her imagination in her fantasies of the compelling man. Now, she had a wealth of sensory data to put to erotic use. Last night her dreams had included powerful biceps, a well-muscled chest, and the man’s scent. Whatever cologne he wore should be traded as liquid gold on the market. The fresh, clean smell devastated a girl’s senses and played hell on her concentration.

Hence the long, drawn out silence while he ate her up with his eyes. Without a doubt, he made her feel like a good thing. “It would seem that way. Well, I’m sure you are eager to go celebrate your purchase.”

She edged around the formidable threat to her good intentions. Two steps from escape, he reached out and grabbed her upper arm. Her body ignited. Her breasts poked against the delicate blouse as though they could escape their confinement. Her toes curled in her high heels. All that, and he hadn’t even kissed her.



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SorchaMowbrayImageFinalNewABOUT THE AUTHOR:

Sorcha Mowbray is a mild mannered office worker by day…okay, so she is actually a mouthy, opinionated, take charge kind of gal who bosses everyone around; but she definitely works in an office.

At night she writes romance so hot she sets the sheets on fire! Just ask her slightly singed husband.

She is a longtime lover of historical romance, having grown up reading Johanna Lindsey and Judith

McNaught. Then she discovered Thea Devine and Susan Johnson. Holy cow! Heroes and heroines could do THAT? From there, things devolved into trying her hand at writing a little smexy. Needless to say, she liked it and she hopes you do too!



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Excerpt & $50 Amazon/B&N Gift Card Giveaway: “The Eyes of Love” by Angelina Rose

Jul 30


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Today I have an excerpt and giveaway for you from the novella THE EYES OF LOVE.

This novella is part of Angelina Rose’s 4-book contemporary series, Mill Creek Crossing Romance.

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After a tragic loss five years ago, Sally Overby becomes an Attorney in Atlanta. She convinces herself that all she’ll ever need again is her young son, David, and her life as an attorney. Until one day, Colin Dean barges back into her life and promptly blows her safe world apart, driving her crazy as only a guy she’d had a “school girl crush” on can.


Sally is wary to love deeply. Only, with every loving look Colin gives her plus every sweet kiss, as the attraction between them sparks, she can’t help but wonder if she’s met the one she should be with. And although Colin didn’t realize his life was going to change so quickly, amazingly, he isn’t the least bit interested in fighting that change. Instead, he’s gearing up for a different fight altogether. The one for Sally’s heart.


Will Colin be able to convince her that’s it safe to love him… and that forever isn’t really out of reach?



A hush fell over the room for a moment as Stephanie appeared with Jazz trailing behind her. She was wearing a skin tight black dress with stiletto heels which was typical Stephanie fashion. She wanted nothing more than to be the center of attention like she always had been.

Without missing a beat, Stephanie walked straight over to Colin. Sally was shocked.

“Hello, Colin…” she purred as she ignored Sally completely. “You look sexy tonight, as always.” She smiled seductively as Colin looked away. “Who’s your friend?”

“None of your business, Steph. Leave me alone.”

“Oohhh…. Did I touch a nerve, sweetie?” she asked as she reached out to touch his chest.

“Don’t touch me, Stephanie. I’m warning you. Why don’t you go back to Jazz?”

“Oh. Jazz. Boring…” she sang. “We’re not together anymore, just so you know…” she whispered in a husky voice. Colin held onto Sally’s hand for dear life. She had to do something.

“Stephanie, don’t you remember me?” she asked grinning from ear to ear as she slid into Colin’s side. He put his arm around her and stared down in shock at what she was about to say.

“I don’t know you,” Stephanie said looking her up and down.

“Wow. Age is really doing a number on your brain,” Sally said.

“Who are you?” Stephanie snapped. Jazz stood a few feet back obviously trying to hear the conversation.

“I’m your worst nightmare,” Sally growled as she came almost nose to nose with Stephanie, her attorney public speaking skills getting ready to display themselves. She pulled the name tag from her purse without breaking eye contact and held it up. “You see, I’m the nerd that you and your cronies bullied through high school.”


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Angelina Rose photoABOUT the author: 

Angelina Rose has wanted to write ever since she could hold a pencil. The first daughter of immigrant parents, Angelina had her head buried in books, lost in a world of heroes, heroines and exotic places.

It was a shocking experience that jump-started Angelina’s author career.

“I awoke in the ICU… I had been unconscious for several days,” Angelina says.

In 2010, Angelina had a long stint in hospital following her involvement in a motor vehicle accident: the longest time off work (as a Registered Nurse), she’d ever had in her life!

It was then she took up pen and paper and started to write again, just as she had done when she was a child. She wrote four short fiction stories for young adults, entered them in several competitions, and managed to win three first prizes!

After happily dipping her toes into writing those short fiction stories for young adults, Angelina has now authored four books in a new “Mill Creek Crossing Romance” series… contemporary romance intended for adults.

The “Starting Over Series” is another contemporary romance series she wrote about a subject she knows well… nurses and their love life. At a recent reunion of her graduating class, she could not help but notice how the same girls would group together and laugh, chat, and even shed some tears over their lives since graduating. Many of the girls had divorced… so Angelina thought “what if a group of the nurses came up with a plan to meet in two years and have a new love story to share?” Then the first story in the series was born.

There is always a story running around in her head. A man with thick dark hair, gray-blue eyes, with an engaging smile and a quick wit… or a girl crying over a broken relationship. She finds herself talking to these characters during her day: when she’s doing dishes, or bathing babies at the hospital. These characters crop up on days at the beach or on walks through the neighborhood. This is how the stories start to grow.

Angelina’s mother was an author, so Angelina grew up with a love of words and stories. If she wasn’t writing a short story about something that took her fancy, her head was buried in books… reading, reading, reading, as her brother constantly told her…

When she’s not spending time with her goodlooking man, or quality time with her laptop, she’s working at the hospital, hanging out with her family and friends, or walking her two dogs around the neighborhood. Angelina spends as much time as she can traveling, then coming home and including some of those adventures in her stories.

Angelina really loves to hear from her readers and she invites you to connect with her on Facebook as she interacts daily with her readers there!


CONTACT the author: 

Facebook:  https://facebook.com/angelinaroseromanceauthor

Twitter:  https://twitter.com/RoseRomanceBook

Website:  http://AngelinaRoseRomance.com

Goodreads:   http://www.goodreads.com/angelinaroseromance




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Beyond The Page & Giveaway: “Death of a Waterfall” by Kara Leigh Miller

Jul 26


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Welcome to CABR, Kara 🙂

How’d you choose the title for your book?

I always knew I wanted “waterfall” in the title, but didn’t quite know where to put it. Waterfalls are very symbolic in the story and at the end, Teghan’s father tears down the waterfall he’d built in the backyard for her. She stands there, watching the demolition and thinks to herself: “First he killed my spirit and now my waterfall.” From there it kind of morphed into Death of a Waterfall.


Tell us about your New Adult (NA) novel, DEATH OF A WATERFALL

Teghan Jacobs didn’t think anything could be worse than learning she’s pregnant by a man she’s been dating less than six months. Boy, was she wrong. Her mother, whose drowning in the river of denial, refuses to take a side on the issue. And her overbearing, manipulative father threatens to disown her and cut her off from her trust fund if she doesn’t have an abortion.

Donnie Marks couldn’t be happier. The woman he loves, the woman he fought so hard to be with, is going to have his baby. Life has never been better. But when she shows up in his dorm room, sobbing and heartbroken, he learns the horrible truth of what happened. He vows to get revenge on the man who’s responsible: Teghan’s father.


Would you consider DOAW to be NA because of the subject matter?

Death of a Waterfall is classified as NA for several reasons. First and foremost is the age of the characters. They are too old for YA and too young for adult. The subject matter is too adult for YA. Also, the story is essentially about the pivotal point in Teghan’s life where she’s leaving home for the first time, going to college, and trying to find herself, which to me, is the entire basis for NA.


What’s the reader response been like since the book’s release in June?

It has been pretty split. Some people love it, others downright hate it. I knew the subject matter would be difficult for a lot of people, so I expected some poor reviews.

My goal was to elicit strong, visceral emotions from the readers, which I seem to have accomplished from everyone — no matter if you loved it or hated it.


Will there be a sequel? Involving the same h/H?

Yes, there is a sequel involving the same hero and heroine and a host of new characters, too. Teghan has to face the backlash of what Donnie has done, and deal with her father. She has a major revelation that will rock her world and set her on the path to healing.


What’s next for you?

I’m working on the sequel to Death of a Waterfall, an erotica novella entitled Jilted, and a Halloween themed novella.




Favourite snack/food while writing? 

Pepsi and Kit-Kats


Most memorable fan-girl moment, be it you as fan or on receding end? 🙂

Oh, wow. I’ve had several. lol. As a fan, it would have to be when Ryan Winfield sent me a private message that revealed his newest cover and asked me to show it on my blog.

As an author, it would have to be when I received an email from a fan who’d read and reviewed The Georgia Corbins, my YA romance. She loved it and said if there wasn’t a sequel, she would revolt. Lucky for me, there is a sequel. =)



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Death Of A Waterfall coverBLURB:

Twenty-year-old college freshman, Teghan Jacobs, didn’t think anything could be worse than learning she’s pregnant by a man she’s been dating less than six months. Boy, was she wrong. Her mother, whose drowning in the river of denial, refuses to take a side on the issue. And her overbearing, manipulative father threatens to disown her and cut her off from her trust fund if she doesn’t have an abortion.

Donnie Marks couldn’t be happier. The woman he loves, the woman he fought so hard to be with, is going to have his baby. Life has never been better. But when she shows up in his dorm room, sobbing and heartbroken, he learns the horrible truth of what happened. He vows to get revenge on the man who’s responsible: Teghan’s father.

Kara Leigh MillerABOUT Kara Leigh Miller:

Born and raised in the small town of Mexico, New York, Kara was an only child who was forced to find ways to entertain herself. Playing make believe with her Barbie dolls and stuffed animals was her first real taste of storytelling before she became old enough to develop a love affair with the written word. In early 2010, Kara picked up her very first erotic romance novel, and she was instantly hooked. She loves to write contemporary romance, erotica, and young adult romance.

She’s the author of several erotic novellas, The Georgia Corbins, a YA romance, and a handful of short stories. Kara is an active member of the CNY Writers Haven and the CNY Romance Writers. In addition, she’s a Senior Editor at Entranced Publishing.

Today, Kara resides in New Haven, New York with her husband, five kids, three cats, and two puppies. When she’s not reading or writing, she’s thinking about reading and writing. And when she’s not doing that, she’s spending time with her family and friends.

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Beyond The Page & Giveaway: “Save The Date” by Susan Hatler

Jul 25


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Welcome to CABR Susan. 

Thx for having me at CABR, Sasha!


Who hasn’t had a case of bad judgement when it comes to a relationship? Having a heroine who’s struggling with this makes for a very interesting love story. Did you find yourself connecting more to Kristen than some of your other heroines because of this?

Actually, I struggled a lot with Kristen because she was so (understandably) jaded by her ex-boyfriend’s betrayal. Not only did she need to learn to trust men again–especially a certain exceptionally sweet hottie!–but she had to rebuild her confidence. In the end, she became a stronger person for what she’d been through though. 🙂


Did Ethan have you rubbing your hands in glee once you realised he was interested in more than friendship with Kristen?

Definitely! I loved that he was smart about it, too, patiently waiting until she was ready for him. <3


SAVE THE DATE is part of the Better Date Than Never series. Which book is this and should the series be read in order?

Save the Date is #4 in the series. The books stand alone, so they can be read in any order.


Tell us about the most difficult scene to write/edit in STD

Definitely the restaurant scene with Kristen and her best buds. Rach was feeling insecure that her boyfriend, Noah, was having dinner with his ex. Who WORSE to ask than Kristen who’d recently found out her boyfriend was married? Since Rach felt desperate, she asks Kristen for her advice and gets a very jaded response – lol.

This was an especially tough scene to write, because I wanted it to be authentic. In doing research for my story, I asked many friends how they’d feel about their boyfriend/hubby having dinner with his ex and the majority were NOT okay with it. When I asked why, the answer that had me laughing the most was: “Because they’ve seen each other naked.”

Naturally, that train of thought HAD to end up in my book.


I reached across the table, and put my hand over hers. “You said his ex is coming to Sac for work, but why is that making you feel threatened in your relationship?”

Her lower lip trembled. “Because she’s gorgeous? And she’s seen my boyfriend naked? Clearly, she’s realized what she lost and wants to get him back.”

Ellen’s mouth formed an O. “Don’t jump to conclusions, sweetie. Noah’s trustworthy.”

I was about to agree that Noah was faithful, but I’d thought the same thing about Jake. So, I closed my mouth and looked away.

Rach’s mouth thinned, and she turned to me. “What, Kristen? You think he’s hiding something? Should I talk to him about it? Tell him how insecure I feel?”

“Well . . .” My initial reaction was to suggest that exactly, opening up and talking to him about her concerns. But, then again, it’s not like my bonehead method of thinking had saved me from heartbreak. I scratched my temple, wondering what I’d do in her situation. “If I’d run a background check on Jake before dating him, I would’ve known his marital status up front.”


What were your favourite moments between Kristen and Ethan?

Every time Kristen let her walls down, and Ethan was able to inch closer to her heart. 🙂


Thanks for the fun chat about Save the Date. I love Kristen, and hope you will, too. Happy reading!!



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STD coverBlurb:

(Better Date than Never series, Book #4)

Kristen knows men hide things. Case in point, her last boyfriend turned out to be married. Just like anyone else, Kristen is devastated. However, since Kristen evaluates people for a living, her ex’s duplicity has her searching for a new career as well as swearing off men.

Touring history museums with her sexy friend Ethan doesn’t count, because he has a girlfriend, and has only shown friendly interest in Kristen. He even helps with her career counseling tasks. Although Kristen has a secret crush on Ethan, spending time with him is safe. Until she discovers he’s actually single. Gasp. And now he’s flirting with her, too.

Suddenly, Ethan is way too dangerous. Not to mention tempting. Sure, he seems like sixty shades of perfect, but how’s a girl with bad judgment supposed to detect what skeletons he has in his closet?


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Susan Hatler pictureABOUT the author:

Susan Hatler is an international bestselling author who writes humorous and emotional contemporary romance and young adult novels. A natural optimist, she believes life is amazing, people are fascinating, and imagination is endless. She loves spending time with her characters and hopes you do, too.

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Excerpt & Giveaway: “Crow Magic” (1Night Stand Series) by Mary Quast

Jul 24


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Mary Quast has stopped by CABR to tell us about the inspiration for her new book from Decadent Publishing, CROW MAGIC.

Enjoy and be sure to enter the Giveaway 🙂



My latest book, Crow Magic came from the tales told every summer around the campfire at our family cottage in Michigan. History, legends, and spiritual lore wove fantasy and reality together.

One of my favorite tales is of Spirit Animals and Shifters.

“Once a man opens himself to the Great Spirit, a guardian spirit in the form of an animal will be gifted upon him. This animal is a part of his soul. Some may choose his animal spirit, others will be born with theirs; the spirit within the chosen gives the body the ability to shift from human to animal The man may need to control instinctive urges as well as listen to the animal’s wisdom. The animal spirit can sense good and evil as well as the man’s one true love, the mate for both man and beast. ”

I currently live in a log home tucked deep in the woods often visited by woodland beings.  I often imagine the creatures with their powerful spirits guiding me to tell their stories. A handsome crow became the first.


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Lucy Richards is tired of being timid around men. Hoping to overcome her fears and feel like a real woman, she turns to Madame Eve to find a man who will fulfill that goal. Eve arranges a one-night stand with a handsome Shawnee shaman who will teach Lucy to use her womanly power and take her to unimaginable heights.

Shape shifter Seth Crowe is a Keeper of the Spiritual Law who carries souls from darkness to light, and enjoys using his body to accomplish his magic.

Tucked away in the Castillo Poconos Resort, Seth helps Lucy find spiritual and sexual freedom, never dreaming he might find his own mate in the bargain.



“I am a man who is yours tonight, Lucy.” He walked toward her with arms out from his sides, exposing his nudity. “Draw on the power within you. Look at me. Overcome your apprehension of men. Have I not shown you gentleness?”

She nodded and approached him while tugging the strap of her sundress.

“Keep your dress on. Take it off when you are ready. This night is about you. Explore my body, learn from it, and take whatever you want. You are in control.”

He led her to the center of the blanket and faced her. She stood still with her fingertips resting on his waist. Cupping her face, he lost himself in her eyes.

“I am your instrument to use tonight. Open yourself up and delve into this opportunity I offer. I am yours to command. Do you understand what I’m saying?”

“I think so.” She considered his offer. “What do I do?”

“Follow your feminine intuition.” He couldn’t hold back a chuckle. “Touch me, tickle me, beat me, kiss me, bite me, lick me, suck me…whatever you want. Take whatever you need from me to strengthen you.”

In the moonlight, an endearing, innocent blush spread across her face. Amazing how a woman who lived her life in fear caused by abuse could be so naive of her own sensual power. If she knew her potential, she could bring him to his knees.

Please, bring me to my knees.



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Mary Quast pictureABOUT the author:

Romance author and Artist Mary Quast lives in a log home affectionately named “Camp Run-A-Muk” located in the woods of Michigan with her husband, three sons, and a collection of animal family members.

As a professional artist, Mary Quast answered the call to express herself creatively. With her descriptive writing style she has developed a knack for creating passionate characters and realistic settings. These features are prominent in her published novels of the “Soul Series”.

When this Michigan author is not busy writing contemporary erotic romance for Decadent Publishing, Mary doles out sensual tips and yummy eye candy on her blog “Romantic Interludes” where her Thursday Thirteen lists have earned the nickname of “Dr. Ruth of the Blog World”. She also can be found lecturing college classes on the importance of Journal writing.



Twitter @MaryQuast

Email maryquast@gmail.com


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Beyond The Page & Giveaway: Brazen Birthday Bash from Entangled Publishing

Jul 22




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It’s a week-long birthday celebration over at Entangled Publishing’s BRAZEN line! 😀

Check out the cool activities  listed below, including a $0.99 cent sale on eight Brazen books (Boy are these covers hawt! )


A message from BRAZEN‘s editors:

Happy Birthday, Brazen

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This month, Brazen celebrates our one year anniversary, and what a fantastic year it’s been! Eleven of our titles have hit the New York Times or USA TODAY bestseller lists, while several more have soared to the top of the iTunes and Barnes & Noble charts, and it’s all because of you – our readers.

As a way to say thank you we have several special events planned including Twitter chats, Facebook events, Tumblr contests, and even a surprise sale! Here’s the rundown of everything you have to look forward to:


NFR cover1) Brazen Bash – Don’t miss the Brazen Bash on Thursday, July 25th from 7 to 10 pm EST where you can chat with the ladies behind Brazen – not to mention all the awesome authors – to win a $50 prize pack, $75 prize pack, or $125 prize pack. Prize packs will be a combination of gift cards to Amazon/B&N, Adam & Eve, and Sephora!

Join here: https://www.facebook.com/events/173847339463075/


2) Q&A’s with NYT Bestselling Authors – Twitter Chat with Laura Kaye (@laurakayeauthor) Tuesday, July 23rd from 9 to ONWAH cover10 pm EST. Twitter Chat with Katee Robert (@katee_robert) Wednesday, July 24th from 6 to 7 pm PST. We’ll be using the hashtag #BrazenBash so you can easily join in the conversation.


3) Man Candy Photo Contest – Be sure to check out Brazen’s Tumblr page to share your favorite pictures of swoon-worthy men that remind you of the heroes in Brazen books!

Either post your picture to your own tumblr using the tag “brazenbash” OR you can submit your photo directly to the GFM coverBrazen tumblr page here http://brazenbooks.tumblr.com/submit.

Make sure to tweet your tumblr posts as well using #BrazenBash. We’ve got an awesome giveaway for one lucky winner!


4) Surprise! It’s a 99 cent sale – All of the eight books below are on sale for 99 cents this week only. Tell your mom, your sisters, your friends, your co-workers!

8 books on sale:

PP coverSeducing Cinderella by Gina Maxwell at Amazon and Barnes & Noble


Wrong Bed, Right Guy by Katee Robert at Amazon and Barnes & Noble


No Flowers Required by Cari Quinn at Amazon and Barnes & Noble


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One Night with a Hero by Laura Kaye at Amazon and Barnes & Noble


Game for Marriage by Karen Erickson at Amazon and Barnes & Noble


Private Practice by Samanthe Beck at Amazon and Barnes & Noble


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Tempting the Best Man by Jennifer Armentrout at Amazon and Barnes & Noble


Officer Off Limits by Tessa Bailey at Amazon and Barnes & Noble






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Book Promo & Giveaway: “Complete Me” by J. Kenner

Jul 22


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CABR is taking part in the J. Kenner’s COMPLETE ME Blog Hop.

22 people will win free books, so be sure to visit each participating blog and complete the rafflecopter! 🙂

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For fans of FIFTY SHADES OF GREY and BARED TO YOU comes COMPLETE ME, the third in J. Kenner’s sensual, erotic, powerfully emotional and internationally bestselling romance trilogy.

In RELEASE ME, multimillionaire Damien Stark made Nikki Fairchild an unforgettable but irresistible indecent proposal; in CLAIM ME their passion burned ever more fierce; now, can their love survive the secrets of their pasts?

Our desire runs deep. But our secrets cut close.

Beautiful, strong, and commanding, Damien Stark fills a void in me that no other man can touch. His fierce cravings push me beyond the brink of bliss – and unleash a wild passion that utterly consumes us both.

Yet beneath his need for dominance, he carries the wounds of a painful past. Haunted by a legacy of dark secrets and broken trust, he seeks release in our shared ecstasy, the  heat between us burning stronger each day.

Our attraction is undeniable, our obsession inevitable. Yet not even Damien can run from his ghosts, or shield us from the dangers yet to come.


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Cover Reveal: “I’ll Be Home For Christmas” by Jessica Scott

Jul 22


It’s cover reveal time on CABR 🙂

Today it’s my pleasure to show you the lovely cover for Jessica Scott’s latest novel –



I'll Be Home For Christmas cover.

Here’s a message from Jessica:

I can’t tell you how excited I am to share the cover for Carponti’s Christmas novella I’ll Be Home For Christmas. I really loved writing his story and it’s a story that came about because fans kept asking for him.

I hope you enjoy this story as much as I’ve enjoyed writing it.

The book will be available on November 5th.


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To whet your appetite, Jessica Scott has provided an excerpt from I’LL BE HOME FOR CHRISTMAS.

Excerpt of Chapter One:

Fort Hood, Texas Early 2007

Sergeant Vic Carponti paused outside his company operations office, taking a deep breath. It was funny how their corner of Fort Hood felt deserted the night before a deployment. The company colors had already been cased. They would uncase them in a few weeks, once they got settled into their new home across the ocean in the middle of the war.

He didn’t know why this deployment was bothering him so much. It wasn’t his first time heading off to war, so he knew what to expect when the shit hit the fan in combat. But there was something hanging over his head this time. A fear that maybe this time his luck would run out.

He sighed and rubbed his face with both hands before walking into the company ops. The only thing they’d left up was the plaque that bore the names of their fallen brothers from the last deployment. The commander—Captain Trent Davila, a man Carponti had known for years—was planning on carrying that with him personally so it couldn’t ever get lost.

And so no one would ever forget. Carponti reached up and took it gently off the wall, then strolled into his company commander’s office with a nonchalance painted on his face that he damn sure didn’t feel. But people expected him to laugh and joke and make them forget the bad shit all around and so that’s what he was going to do.

“Don’t forget this,” he said, placing the plaque on Trent’s desk. He plopped down in a chair, then kicked his feet up on Trent’s desk. “Are you coming out with us tonight?”

Captain Trent Davila lifted one eyebrow at Carponti’s feet and said nothing. Carponti looked at his commander and longtime friend, then at the plaque next to his boots.

“Fine,” he said with a sigh, dropping his feet to the floor. “So answer the question.”

Trent sighed. “I can’t go out with you guys. I’m the company commander. I’m not allowed to have fun,” Trent grumbled. “Besides, my boss would have my nuts in a sling if anything happens while I’m there.”

“It’s the last day before our deployment. You’re allowed to have fun. You can just say you’re supervising all of us miscreants.” Carponti took the last Dr. Pepper out of Trent’s fridge. “The deployment hasn’t even started and you already look stressed the hell out. You should be working your lieutenant to death instead of trying to do everything yourself.”

Trent shook his head and pushed his glasses to the top of his head. “Yeah, well, my new executive officer seems to think he’s God’s gift to the army. He’s good but he’s not as good as he thinks he is.”

“Oh, the boys just love him,” Carponti said.


“No, not really. He’s an arrogant fuck who believes his own press. Personally, I can’t stand him, but luckily I don’t have to deal with him much. I just sic Sarn’t Garrison on him.”

Trent grinned and reached for the plaque, sliding his hat on top of it so he wouldn’t forget it. “Yeah, Garrison has a way with words.”

Garrison was Carponti’s platoon sergeant. Garrison and Trent had been squad leaders many moons ago when Trent had still been enlisted. In Carponti’s world, it meant a whole lot that Trent had stayed close with his enlisted friends even after he’d crossed over to the dark side and become an officer.

“I’m swinging by his place on my way home. He needs to go out before someone shoots his grumpy old ass. He’s been a complete buzz kill since his wife left him.”

“Your sympathy is astounding,” Trent said dryly. He grinned and shook his head.

“Why do we put up with you?”

“Because I’m charming and funny and good in a firefight?” Carponti said with a grin.

“Pretty much. You can make anyone laugh.”

“It’s an important life skill. Like balancing a checkbook. So seriously, find a babysitter and come out with us. Your wife could use some fun before she has to spend the year dealing with all the spouses in the Family Readiness Group and chasing your kids around while you’re off on another fun adventure.”

“I wouldn’t exactly call going to combat a fun adventure.” Trent rubbed his chest. There was a scar there, Carponti knew. A scar that had damn near killed Trent several years ago. Carponti wondered just how much stress his commander was carrying and not telling anyone. Trent’s face flushed when he realized Carponti had caught him rubbing his scar and he tapped the pencil hard enough to snap the eraser off. “You know, you’re right. Let me see if we can’t find a sitter.”

“Excellent. We’ll be congregating by the bar when you get there. Now I just have to go convince Garrison to come out with us.”

“Good luck with that,” Trent said, pulling his glasses down. “He’s on the verge of becoming a warrior monk.”

“Not if I have anything to say about it,” Carponti mumbled as he strolled out of his commander’s office. He wished he hadn’t seen the flicker of worry that flashed in his commander’s eyes when he’d mentioned his wife. He’d thought that Laura and Trent were one of the strongest couples he knew. She’d put up with him deploying back to back to back since he’d almost died a few years ago.

But that flicker of worry? Yeah, Carponti hadn’t missed it. There were problems there, hopefully small ones that Trent would take time to fix after this rotation into the sandbox.

Carponti looked down at his own wedding ring. It was his last night home and his last night with his wife.

He was glad he’d convinced her to come out with him and the boys. That way he could make sure they had a most excellent party and spend time with Nicole at the same time. He was going to spend part of  the night chaperoning his guys to make sure they made the most of it—which meant making sure no one ended up in jail—but then? Then the time he had left was going to be spent making his wife laugh.

Because try though he might, he couldn’t shake the quiet dread that settled in the pit of his stomach that tonight was the last night of normalcy he had on this earth.

Nicole Carponti breathed deeply and fanned her eyes, trying to stop the burning of hot tears. She leaned against the wall of the bathroom in Ropers and tried to stuff down all the churning emotions chained to the fact that her husband was leaving for war tomorrow. Again.

The first time he’d left she’d been scared, but then the war, the deployment…the waiting…it had all been unknown. She’d worked on finishing her degree and kept herself busy and waited by the phone like all the military wives who had gone before her.

The second time he’d left, she’d known better what to expect. The long waits between phone calls. The silence when he couldn’t talk long. The quick e-mails saying “I’m alive” that once upon a time would have been too little, but during the war were more than enough to keep her going.

But this time? This time was different. The Surge was different. They were sending in massive amounts of soldiers to try to quell the Iraqi insurgency. It was bloody and deadly and soldiers were getting attacked at higher rates than at any earlier time during the war.

And Nicole was terrified.

She had to hide it, though. She’d agreed to come out with him tonight just because it gave her a chance to pretend that she was fine. She had to keep everything in check until after he left. She couldn’t let him know how much she worried this time.

Fanning her eyes once more, she stepped out of the bathroom and into the rowdy country bar. A place like this was guaranteed trouble on a normal night, but tonight her husband’s platoon was rolling deep. Which was either going to be a really good thing or a really bad thing for her future job at the Army’s Criminal Investigation Division, depending on how cantankerous tonight got.

She spotted her good friend Laura Davila at the bar with a cute blond woman Nicole had met in the bathroom a little while ago. She had already completely forgotten the other woman’s name. She was terrible with names.

She wound her way through the pulsating crowd until she reached them. Laura grinned at her and she exclaimed, “I can’t believe you came out tonight.”

“You’ve already said this twice,” Laura said. They had to shout to hear each other.

Nicole flagged down the bartender and leaned around Laura to her friend. “I’m a terrible person but I already forgot your name. I’m Nicole Carponti.”

The petite blond held out her hand. “Jen St. James.”

“Nice to meet you, Jen. I won’t forget this time,” Nicole said with a smile.

Laura leaned toward Nicole. “I’m trying to get her out of her shell. She had cancer and she’s been struggling with her self-esteem ever since.”

Nicole frowned, glancing toward Jen, who was now trying to get the attention of the bartender. On the other side of her, though, was Garrison, her husband’s platoon sergeant. He was a big man and he was currently leaning down to talk to Jen. “How’s that for a self-esteem boost?” Nicole said, gesturing toward the two.

Laura glanced over, then quickly looked away before she was caught. Her eyes lit with a brilliant smile. “Oh, that couldn’t be more perfect if I had planned it.”

Nicole studied her friend through narrowed eyes. “Did you plan it?”

“I wish. But let’s just see how this little situation develops, shall we?”

Nicole raised her beer in mock salute to her friend. “You, m’dear, are a devious and loyal friend.”

“I’ll drink to that,” Laura said. “So how’s Carponti taking this deployment?”

Nicole heard the undercurrent in her friend’s voice. “You know how he is. Always cracking jokes, which I suppose is a good thing. I’m fucking terrified, though.”

“Yeah, I know. I’ve been talking to some of the spouses. The Surge has everyone terrified. One of the spouses told me it was a death sentence.” Laura took a sip from her beer, scanning the bar.

Nicole scoffed quietly. “How’s that for melodramatic?” But she didn’t voice her own fear that this deployment was going to be worse than the previous ones. “I don’t envy you as the Family Readiness Group leader.”

“Oh, come on, don’t you want to volunteer? You can be responsible for keeping me from going crazy. It’s a primary duty position, you know.”

Nicole laughed. “Not in this lifetime,” she said. “I always feel out of place once the spouses find out I’m pretty much a cop.”

Jen leaned over, rejoining their conversation as Shane wandered off in the direction of Laura’s husband. “What’s going on over there?” she said, pointing at Laura’s husband.

Nicole sighed heavily and took another drink. “Oh joy. Looks like Trent is giving one of his lieutenants some love. Couldn’t have the rest of the night without drama, could we?” She glanced back at Laura and Jen. “We should go interrupt before the second round of fireworks go off.”

Earlier Vic had gotten into an argument with Lieutenant Randall and now it looked like Laura’s husband was finishing things off with the arrogant prick. The LT made Nicole’s skin crawl and she wasn’t looking forward to another bar fight. Not two in one night, that was for sure.

But whatever had happened was over now. She watched as LT Randall made a beeline for the door. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Garrison talking to Jen again. And Laura? Once Randall was gone, she and her husband moved off to a dark corner of the bar and were deep in conversation.

She hoped it was a good one. She didn’t like the worry she’d seen in her friend’s eyes when she talked about her husband.

She snuck up behind Vic, sliding her hands over his hips and up his t-shirt and the smooth hard skin of his body, placing a kiss at the little indentation at the indentation between his shoulder blades.

He turned and wrapped his arms around her shoulders. “There you are.” He kissed her fiercely, reminding her of how much she loved this man. “I was about to send out a search party for you in the little girls’ room.”

Nicole wrapped her arms around his waist and lifted her chin to meet his eyes. He was leaner than he’d been when he’d come home last year. His body was more solid from long ruck marches and hard training for this deployment. His eyes, though, were the same bright, mischievous green that they’d always been and she counted herself lucky that whatever he’d gone through in the war, he’d come home okay so far. She just prayed their luck held.

“No search party required,” she murmured against his lips. “I was talking to Laura. I’m impressed that you got Garrison and Trent to come out.”

“You should be,” Carponti grumbled, biting her bottom lip gently. “I had to guilt both of them into it. It’s like they both turned thirty and amputated their fun genes or something.”

Nicole laughed against his mouth. “Dance with me?” she asked.

“What in our history makes you think I know how to dance?” he grumbled even as he allowed her to lead him onto the dance floor.

“You’ll figure it out,” she said, sliding her arms around his neck. She rubbed her body against his, sensuously moving her hips in time with the music.

He dropped his hands to her hips, guiding her exactly where he wanted her. “Keep that up and we’ll have to sneak out to the car,” he said, his breath hot on her ear.

She nibbled on his bottom lip, biting it gently. “I think you’re trying to seduce me,” she whispered. She dug her fingers into his back, her blood humming with latent arousal. God but she loved this man.

“I’m absolutely trying to seduce you,” he said. He angled his thigh between hers, pressing close to the juncture of her thighs. The pressure sent vibrations through her body and straight to her core.

“I’m kind of ready to go home.” Her words were a gasp as he rubbed his thigh against her swollen center. “Before you get into any more fights with your lieutenant.”

“Can we not talk about work when I’m trying to turn you on?” he mumbled. He slipped his hand beneath the hem of her shirt, stroking his thumb down the centerline of her back. A shiver ran through her.

“You don’t want to talk about work? That doesn’t turn you on?” She undulated against him, grateful for the crush of bodies that swayed around them and enabled them to be lost in the crowd.

“No, trying to get you naked turns me on,” he said. “We really need to get out of here.” His breath traced over her ear a moment before he bit her earlobe gently, a fierce burst of pleasure in the pain.

“That sounds like a brilliant idea.”

He sighed as a commotion cleared a corner of the dance floor. “I hate being one of the responsible adults.” He kissed her hard. “Let me get everyone out of here first? That way no one goes to jail on our last night in the States.”

She kissed him fiercely. “I’ll be waiting over here for you to get done being all caveman.”

“I’ll show you caveman later,” he said with a grin before wading into the crowd and diffusing the situation between Garrison and Trent.

It took the better part of an hour before they’d shuffled everyone off to their respective cabs and vehicles. Nicole talked with Laura and Jen and tried not to notice how Jen kept watching Garrison. Oh now wasn’t that interesting?

It felt like forever before her husband strolled across the parking lot and scooped her up, carrying her toward their vehicle.

Their car was parked deep in a shadowed corner of the parking lot, and the moment her husband closed the door Nicole crawled into his lap on the passenger’s seat. He pulled her close, kissing her hard and fast. Pouring a thousand unsaid things into that kiss. His hand threaded into her hair and he slanted her mouth until he owned her—all of her—and she was lost in his taste, his touch.

Then he broke off abruptly. “What the hell?”


“Who is that with Garrison?”

Nicole twisted around in time to see Garrison, one of Carponti’s oldest friends, lean in to kiss Jen.

“Oh now that’s interesting,” Carponti whispered.

Nicole spun around. “Don’t you say anything to him,” she said.

“Why not?”

“Because this is the first time Garrison has done anything for himself since his wife left him. Leave him alone.”

Carponti blinked innocently. “What makes you think I would say anything?” he said. His words slurred and Nicole grinned before fishing around in his pockets for his car keys. “A little more to the left.”

Nicole laughed then climbed into the driver’s seat as Garrison stepped back, letting Jen walk to an ancient sedan. “She’s cute. She’s friends with Laura.”

Laura, who was being carried across the parking lot by her husband. She hoped for Laura’s sake the happiness lasted longer than just tonight. The war was taking its toll on everyone, and Nicole had noticed more than once that there was a strain in her friend’s voice when she talked about her husband.

Vic just looked at her. “Oh really?”

Nicole drove them away before her husband could interrupt what had looked like something very sweet between Jen and Garrison. She’d known Garrison as long as she’d known her husband and it was long overdue for him to find someone that made him happy outside of the army.

She glanced at her husband, who had closed his eyes the moment the vehicle started moving, a lazy smile on his lips. Something warm bloomed inside her.

She wished Garrison could find the kind of happy that she had with Vic.

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Book Promo & Giveaway: “The Vigilante” by Jacqui Morrison

Jul 22



Today I’m helping to spread the word about a mystery/thriller novel set in Toronto’s porn industry –

Jacqui Morrison’s THE VIGILANTE.

Details on the GIVEAWAY are below the excerpt and author information 🙂




It isn’t safe for men who work in the porn business in the city of Toronto.

When porn producer Sal Turbit is found dead in his apartment, no one seems to care. No one, that is, except Detective Lynette Wilton. Lynette has been a homicide detective for only three months, and has yet to earn her stripes.

Murder is murder no matter who the victim is—and Lynette is out to catch a killer.

Could the killer be Wanda Chambers, a mentally ill woman who hates the “scumbags” who prey on the vulnerable? Wanda’s beloved sister, Cathy, was one such woman. Cathy became a porn actress and then took her own life when her sleazy manager/boyfriend, Gil Lee, wouldn’t let her go.

Lynette’s sergeant doesn’t think it’s possible. Wanda has a debilitating illness. But Lynette believes that Wanda’s hatred and harsh childhood make her a prime suspect, and she proves it by catching Wanda in the act of attempting to shoot Lee.

Renowned defense lawyer Maxine Swayman takes on Wanda’s case; Maxine has a different view of the accused. She wants to help Wanda get the help that she needs, and it’s not going to happen in a prison cell.

As the trial proceeds, will Maxine prevail and save Wanda, or will Lynette be able to tie Wanda to Turbit’s murder as well?

“Morrison knows how to create suspense! She brings readers on a roller-coaster ride that leaves you breathless from start to finish!” —Trey Anthony, star and producer “Da Kink in Da Hair”



Cover_VigilanteEXCERPT from ch 1 of THE VIGILANTE:

“Hey,” Sal said, “come on in. You’re right on time. Good to meet ya.” He left the visitor in the living room of his shabby apartment in a grungy, low-rent building, and slipped into the kitchen. The metallic pop of a beer bottle opening echoed in the other room. Then another.

Six empty beer bottles, a heaping ashtray, and assorted marijuana paraphernalia were already strewn across his table. The grandfather clock struck four times. Sal stumbled back into the room. “I got you a beer.”

Glassy-eyed, Sal said, “I’ve got lots of great products for you to move today.” He showed the visitor the cover of a DVD. “This one is new. It’ll sell out. She’s a real sweet thing. Told me she was eighteen ’n had the ID to prove it. Likely just some little tramp from nowhere-ville. Came to the big, bad city for excitement––”

The metal felt cool as the visitor pulled out a gun.

“What the hell?” Sal screamed, just before the bullet penetrated his skull.

He fell onto the sofa, blood oozing out the back of his head. His face was contorted, almost angry looking. Certainly surprised.

The spent cartridge from the handgun ricocheted against a metal garbage can––reminiscent of the pop of a beer cap––and then landed on the carpet.

The murderer studied the victim’s splayed body, feeling a sense of elation and satisfaction. Out came a Swiss Army knife, and the killer wordlessly hacked off a section of Sal’s hair, stuffed it into a small plastic bag, and then threw it into a knapsack. The killer then picked up the half-spilled beer that Sal had been handing over when the shot was fired. Perfect. Grinning, the murderer chugged the beer, retrieved the spent cartridge, and smugly looked at Sal Turbit’s still body, now surrounded by pooling blood.

Still wearing leather gloves, the murderer put the beer bottle and hot metal bullet charge into a knapsack and fled, smiling, into the dense night.




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AuthorPic-1ABOUT the author:

Hi, I’m Jacqui Morrison. I started writing poems and short stories as a child. I also enjoyed public speaking in elementary school and at University. In High School, a great teacher, Lenore Hawley, inspired me and in 1995 I pursued my life-long passion for writing.

My career is a complicated web and includes: owning an ice cream parlour and fine food shop, teaching life-skills management to adults, teaching computer applications, social service work and marketing.

From 1994 to 2003, I assisted survivors of domestic violence in both criminal and family court as a support worker. I’ve always had a strong interest in law and justice.

I love to write and I am happiest writing or encouraging others to fulfill their writing dreams. I facilitate writing seminars for Canadore College and various agencies.

I live in northern Ontario, Canada with my daughter Alison, my husband Wayne, and a three-legged dog named Willow. Our daughter has convinced us to adopt four cats so Felix, Sasha, Nikke and Angel round out our family. Angel, at four-months-of-age was abandoned by its owner and we rescued her in -15 degree weather.

Alison has a future in politics, animal rescue work or sales … because I’m not really a cat person and she’s persuaded me to adopt four.

My parents are the late Drs John and Irene Morrison. Mom was a family physician and a competitive swimmer. My father worked for the Provincial Parole Board. Dad enjoyed to write fictional stories in his spare time. He was my mentor, my editor and my hero. I have one sister named Trish. She is a competitive swimming coach. Trish resides in southern Ontario with her husband, four children, two dogs and a cat.

In our spare time we like to cruise Georgian Bay on our boat or spend quality family time.




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Jacqui is giving two randomly drawn commenters the chance to WIN Loose Tea and Chipnuts during this tour and the Virtual Reviews Tour combined.

Simply POST A COMMENT about the book/excerpt to enter this giveaway  🙂


Increase your chances of winning by commenting on as many of today’s participating book blast blogs.

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Beyond The Page & Giveaway: “One Wicked Night” by Emily Quinn

Jul 19



Emily Quinn has returned to CABR 🙂

Today she’s talking about her Entranced Publishing novel, ONE WICKED NIGHT.

There’s a giveaway too, so be sure to enter the rafflecopter.


How would you describe One Wicked Night in 120 words or less? 

One Wicked Night is a fun, sexy, and spicy novella.

Which character popped into your head first? How did that conversation go? 🙂

The first character was Angel. She was looking to have a night of fun and she wouldn’t stop talking to me in my head until I finally gave up and put it all in writing. 🙂

What’s your favourite moment in OWN? (Please include an excerpt)

When I first met Fernando.  There’s just something about this scene that I loved.


Steam rose as hot water covered his body from head to toe, and Fernando’s thoughts wandered back to her. He needed to get Angel Jones out of his head. Lusting after someone at work wasn’t an option, though his dick begged to differ. Angel’s name alone gave him a hard-on every time. He wrapped a hand around his cock and stroked his length. She’d lived in his dreams for the past three years.

It had been a long while since he last dated or bedded anyone. Truth be told, ever since he’d crossed paths with Angel, she’d remained present in his mind. He placed a hand on the shower glass for support, his other hand stroking his cock faster. Whenever he closed his eyes, her stormy, ice blue eyes, black cherry hair, and her voluptuous, baby pink lips came to mind.

It had been easier when she didn’t report directly to him, but thanks to his boss’s latest organizational restructuring, she did now. Being in the same room with her was pure torture. The way she narrowed her eyes at him when she didn’t agree with something, or how she bit her lip when a new idea came to mind, did him in every time. It took all of his will power not to walk up to her, pull her into his arms, and have his way with her. No matter how much he wanted to do that, he wouldn’t. Sexual harassment litigation wasn’t part of his career goals.

Regardless, he couldn’t ignore the attraction much longer. Fernando wanted to feel her soft body against his, her legs wrapped around his waist, and her muscles clenching every time he drove into her tight, slick channel. He’d make her take all of his length until she shuddered and surrendered to him. With a growl, he let his own orgasm take him.

Is this the start of a series featuring the dating service?

Yes. This is book one of the Wicked Series.

Do you have a soundtrack for OWN?

I do in my iPad LOL! Some of the songs in the soundtrack include “Come Away With Me” by Norah Jones, and “Eternity” by Sebastian Portillo.

What’s next for you?

I am finishing Wicked Game, which is book two of the Wicked Series (hopefully my editor will like it as much as I do LOL).

Also, there is another book (secret title) I recently finished and hope to have news soon.


Favourite snack while writing?

Does Coke or Pepsi count as a snack?

Ideal way to relax?

Ideal for me is to be home alone and enjoy the silence. 🙂



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Angel Jones is a career-driven woman at the top of her game with a big problem: a wickedly handsome boss. It is impossible to get him out of her mind, so her friends talk her into using someone else’s invitation to an exclusive dating service. It’s a dare she can’t resist.

Fernando Durante knows lusting after someone at work is not an option. He has managed to avoid direct contact with her for years, but thanks to a recent promotion, the witty goddess reports directly to him. When a friend emails him an invitation to an exclusive dating service, Fernando accepts against his better judgment.

Will Angel and Fernando let their hearts guide them?

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Emily Quinn pictureABOUT the author:

Emily Quinn writes sexy contemporary romances with irresistible bad boys, feisty heroines, a bit of conflict, humor and a dash of spice.

She loves books and falls in love with every hero she reads.

Emily lives in sunny Southern California with her husband, two kids, and her dog. She also writes as Evie Knight.

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