Friday, January 29, 2016

The Party's getting steamier!

Another great part of running a book blog is getting to see new releases while the ink is still wet. 

Like this awesome new release by AJ Adams

I also love the diversity of Romance genre, like in these three titles by Elena Kincaid.

by AJ Adams
Price $3.99
128,000 words
A self-standing complete novel
First in the Belial Disciples MC series


Fracas Macintyre has been in and out of trouble all her life but this time it’s worse than ever. In debt to a loan shark, she’s caught up in a war between the Alistairs, nicknamed The Irish Mob, and Belial’s Disciples, England’s nastiest MC. Kidnapped and at the mercy of Caden Winslow, Fracas is convinced that life is going to get very nasty indeed. 

Caden Winslow is an ex soldier used to taking care of business. When an Alistair henchman steals his beloved Busa, he simply takes one of theirs hostage and expects a simple trade will solve the problem. However, Caden is about to be pulled into a war.

Note: Helpless is a dark romance and there’s lots of violence, but it’s also a love story.  It’s not a “lock her up and rape her till she loves him” plot so if you’re not sure, give it a go. 


I opened the boot, and at the sight of the girl, Crush began grinning. “Hey, is that for me, too?”

“You can go fuck yourself!” The little tart blew up instantly. “You evil bastard, let me go!”

“Whoo! I like her!”

Crush is a man who enjoys performing to the stereotypical outlaw biker image. This time I could see he meant it, and so did the girl. She opened her mouth, spotted Crush’s cut and went very quiet.

“You can’t have her. She’s my collateral.” I pulled her towards me, snapped through her ankle ties with the box cutter and threw her over my shoulder. She muttered furiously, but she’d stopped fighting. I could feel her raise her head and look over the crowd of gathering Disciples. She shivered and went limp. I guess she didn’t like the look of the party.

Crush was still curious. “Collateral for what?”

“Alistair’s man took my Busa.”

“You’re shitting me!”

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(Made In Heaven #1) 
by Elena Kincaid

Maddie Sutton always felt something missing until the day she met Charlie and Cole. What started out as a childhood friendship slowly developed into an all-consuming love. Her biggest problem is that she can only see them in her dreams. Maddie realizes that to lead a normal life, she would have to let them go. After all, they’re only a fantasy…or are they?

Charlie Gilbert and Cole Mercer are both very real. For years they have loved and pined for Maddie, meeting up in dreams set in different locales. Afraid of making her choose between them, they keep their feelings hidden until finally realizing that the three of them belong together. How can they convince Maddie if she doubts their existence? When Charlie starts to doubt, Cole springs into action and brings them all together.

Now that they have found each other, they vow to never let go, but when an unknown danger looms over Maddie, Charlie and Cole will do anything to protect her, even if it means risking their own lives.

[Ménage Amour: Erotic Paranormal Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, food play, HEA]

Siren Bookstrand, Inc,  April 30, 2013,  Word count 42,778


“Six months, Maddie!” Charlie roared. “More than six fucking months go by before you show up again.”

“I’m sorry,” was all she could say.

They were once again in a setting that Maddie chose, The Bronx Zoo. She was walking slowly in front of them, afraid to turn around and see the matching disapproving stares that they were surely giving her. How could she possibly explain to them the reason she stayed away? She wasn’t even sure that she should be with them now, but she missed them to point of feeling physical pain.

She wondered if her men noticed yet that they were walking through the African Plains attraction, only they were inside with the animals. Only a few feet away from them, a lion was lazing around in the grass. When Maddie finally turned around to face Charlie and Cole, she winced at the look of hurt etched on both their faces. At that moment she wished that the lion would come and attack her and swallow her up whole. She felt like she deserved nothing less. The traitor lion just continued to ignore them and proceeded with his lazing.

“I met someone,” she stated matter-of-factly.

“Is that right?” Charlie’s tone was acidic, hurt and anger radiating off him.

“That’s your big excuse,” Cole spat. “We thought something must have happened to you. And so what if you met someone? Charlie and I never stayed away when we were dating someone. Suddenly we don’t matter to you?”

“No, Cole. No, that’s not it at all,” Maddie pleaded. Her lip trembled. She was on the verge of tears.

It was true that neither of them had ever stayed away that long. As a matter of fact, as the years went by, they saw each other more and more frequently. Even after the first time, their separation was less than three months. But she couldn’t tell them about the guilt she felt for having a boyfriend and how it made her feel unfaithful to them and unfaithful to Josh.

She had met Josh in Paris. He and his buddies had also been “traipsing,” as Cole had put it, through Europe. Josh was from Connecticut, but it turned out that he too would be attending Rutgers University in the fall. She liked him. Toward the end of the summer she had slept with him. But Maddie couldn’t help but feel that she somehow betrayed Charlie and Cole. The guilt kept eating away at her every time she was intimate with Josh. And she felt as if she was lying to Josh by omission. No matter how close she became with him, it didn’t change the fact that Maddie’s heart still belonged to her men. Maddie knew that she would never stop loving Charlie and Cole, but being with them seemed impossible. And she thought that if she were ever going to allow herself to have a normal relationship, she would need to stay away from them.

Her heart ached every day for six months until the separation became too much to bear.

“Did you fuck him?” Charlie barked, his anger escalating.

Maddie gasped. “Don’t you dare speak to me that way, Charlie! And so what if I did? What did you expect? You guys get to fuck other girls and I should…what? Be celibate for the rest of my life?”

Maddie saw the wide-eyed look of horror on their faces as she wiped angry tears from her cheeks. They had made her cry. In an instant, she was wrapped in their embrace. They petted her hair, kissed her cheeks, rubbed her back, and whispered apologies.

“I–I’m s–sorry,” Maddie stuttered. “I d–didn’t m–mean to m–make you w–worry. I’m s–so s–sorry.”

“Shhh, baby, it’s okay. Hush now,” Charlie crooned. “Just don’t ever do that to us again.”

“I w–won’t. I promise,” she sniffled.

Charlie and Cole held Maddie until she stopped crying. When they released her from their embrace, they each took hold of one of her hands.

“Do you love him?” Cole asked, his voice low and gravelly.

“No, I don’t,” she said easily.

Maddie thought she imagined the relief she saw on both of their faces. After all, if they felt the same way about me as I do about them, surely they would tell me, she thought.

“Let’s go before that lion decides to eat us,” Charlie said.


“Maddie,” Cole said as he cupped her face tenderly. “We have a lot to talk about, but right now I need to kiss you.”

Maddie didn’t protest as Cole pulled her flush against his body and bent down to kiss her, hotly, wetly. He fisted his hand in her hair and tilted her head back for better access. She moaned into his mouth, lost in the sensation of their kiss. She felt his erection press hard against her belly. Charlie came up behind her running his hands slowly down her back. He stopped when he reached the tie of her smock and began to undo it. She had forgotten to remove it at the studio.

Cole broke apart from their kiss and turned her around to face Charlie. Charlie removed the smock and threw it on the floor before pulling her to him. His mouth came down hard on hers. She opened for him when he licked her lips, loving the taste and feel of him. His hands roamed freely up and down the front of her body, while Cole’s hands were busy discovering her back. Charlie bent lower to kiss her neck while his hands massaged her breasts, his thumbs gliding over her oversensitive nipples. Maddie threw her head back against Cole’s shoulder and moaned loudly. Her legs began to feel like jelly. She felt as if they would give out if her two men weren’t supporting her.

Cole snaked his arms around her waist, lowering them slowly to the button of her jeans. He undid the button, pulled down the zipper, and slipped a hand inside her panties, firmly cupping her mound. Maddie began to move her pelvis against Cole’s hand in desperate need of some friction. He slipped a finger then another between her folds and into her burning hot channel.

“You’re so wet,” Cole said, his voice low and uneven.

She nearly convulsed when Cole removed his fingers from her pussy and sucked them into his mouth. “Mmm…you taste so good.”

“Bedroom,” Charlie growled. He hoisted Maddie up in his arms, her legs wrapped around his waist, and headed for her bedroom. He let her slide down his body right beside her high queen bed. She stood on shaky legs as Charlie and Cole continued to touch her, kiss her. Charlie grabbed the hem of her shirt and she lifted her arms up to help him remove it. Maddie fumbled with the buttons on Cole’s shirt as Charlie shucked his pull-over and T-shirt. Cole assisted Maddie with his buttons before reaching around to undo the clasp of her bra. She heard the sharp intake of breath from both men as they took in the sight of her ample round, bared breasts. Rosy nipples stood out begging for their attention.

“Fucking perfect,” Charlie rasped. He dipped his head to suck on one of her taut nipples. Cole followed suit with her other nipple. Maddie pressed their heads closer to her flesh, loving the feel of their hot, wet tongues on her. Charlie stepped back to remove his jeans while Cole lifted her up in his arms and climbed to the center of the bed, laying her down on her back. He pulled Maddie’s jeans and socks off, followed by her panties. Another intake of breath.

“Jesus, you’re so beautiful,” said Cole.

“You’re both wearing too many clothes,” Maddie panted. “I want to see you, too.”

“Yes, ma’am,” Charlie said with a smirk. Cole grinned widely and then both men began to divest themselves of the rest of their clothes.

Now it was Maddie’s turn to gape at their glorious naked bodies and holy hell, they’re freaking huge.

“See something you like?” Charlie asked. He gave Maddie a wink as her jaw dropped.

He and Cole both groaned as Maddie licked her lips. Then they were on her, kissing, licking, sucking, nipping at her flesh as if she was a feast and they were ravenous. Cole brought his lips back up to hers, kissing her deeply, while Charlie sucked on and played with her breasts. She slid a hand into Cole’s hair and scratched down Charlie’s back. She felt them both shiver underneath her touch. Charlie moved lower, kissing down her stomach to her hips to the inside of her thigh. He spread both her thighs wide and positioned himself between them, leaving her completely open to his gaze.

“Fuck, Cole! Look at this pretty pink pussy.”

Cole pulled himself away from Maddie’s lips to sit by Charlie, admiring the sight of her spread open. She was wet and glistening, writhing underneath their gazes. They both murmured their appreciation at the site of her neatly shaven mound where a small triangular patch of dark hair sat, leaving everything else completely bare.

Maddie had always been shy around men. She expected to be embarrassed at being so completely vulnerable and exposed, but she wasn’t. Not with them. She wanted them to look at her. The way that they stared at her body with hunger and pure adoration made her feel beautiful and sexy. She felt herself getting wetter and ached for them to resume their touch.

It was like they were already attuned to her body. Sensing her desperation, Charlie dipped his head to suck on her clit, and she exploded after just two flicks of his tongue. She heard him chuckle.

“I want another one,” he said and continued to lap at her wet folds, licking and swallowing her cream. “Fuck, you’re delicious!”

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(Silver Cliff #1) 

After Anna James loses nearly everyone she loves and is betrayed by those she trusted, she sets out in search of a place that would bring her peace.  She knew she had found it when she arrived in a sleepy little town called Silver Cliff and she vows to never trust anyone with her heart again, especially a man she fears would not only break her heart, he'd incinerate it.

Nathan Kent has dealt with his own heartache and demons from getting off the path he was meant to be on. He decides to return to his home town to rebuild his life and the last thing he needs is to fall in love with a snarky girl who keeps her past under lock and key. He realizes quickly, though, that she is girl worth risking it all for and vows to make her his.

Their pull was undeniable, like fireworks on top of flaming bonfires. But Anna can't help wonder if she and Nathan are strong enough to survive a past that keeps resurfacing or if fate will keep shattering the world around her.

Siren Bookstrand, Inc., April 21, 2015 Word Count: 70,877


What the hell was she thinking agreeing to this? She hadn’t seen Nathan since she went to his house to apologize and they shared not only a moment but an almost kiss, and now…now she was going out to dinner with him and the girls and freakin’ Joshua Dale. She liked Josh, and she actually felt bad about turning him down when he asked her out on a date. He was a good guy, sweet, funny, definitely cute, especially in his deputy uniform, but there hadn’t been a spark. Even if there had been, she still would have said no. Men like that were too easy to fall for and trust. Men like that would inevitably hurt her. The biggest difference between men like Josh and Trevor was that Josh would feel bad about it.

With Nathan, though, there wasn’t just a spark. There were fireworks…fireworks on top of flaming bonfires added to all the burners on the stove going at once and mixed with all the chemicals overreacting to each other in a lab. She was sure she could come up with even more metaphors, but she’d already made her brain hurt from overthinking things. Nathan did not just have the potential to break her heart, he could incinerate it.

This wasn’t a date, she told herself again. It was a group outing. That would be her mantra tonight.

She changed her clothes several times, made sure her makeup—though she didn’t wear much—looked flawless, and she wondered if Nathan preferred her hair up or down. Not a date. Not a date. Not. A. Date.

Okay, so maybe it really wasn’t a date, but a huge part of her wished that it was. She liked him…much more than she wanted to. How could I let this happen? She removed the clip from her hair, letting her silken locks fall straight past her shoulders. She sat on her bed with her head in her hands, berating herself for allowing these feelings. As if I had a choice. He somehow barreled into her life out of nowhere, demanding she reveal all of herself to him, and the worst part was that she wanted to. If she wasn’t running into him, she was thinking about him or thinking about ways to avoid thinking about him. And here she was just minutes ago, wondering which way she thought he would prefer her hair to be styled.

Distance. I need some distance. She would not be able to avoid him entirely, but she could try to limit the time she spent around him. That seemed like the best course of action, only the thought of not seeing him suddenly hurt her heart.

“Fuck!” She flung herself backward onto the bed, slamming her palms down on the mattress.

The doorbell rang. “Down it is,” she said, referring to her hair. When she opened the door, Nathan stood there wearing a cocky grin.


“Um…hello.” Anna barely recognized her own voice. It came out as a sort of breathy squeak. She tried to peer past Nathan, into his car, but there was no one else with him.

Nathan turned his head to look behind him. When he turned back to face her, confusion marred his features. “Are you looking for something?”

“Where’s Ruby?” Ruby was supposed to be picking her up, Carla was meeting them at the restaurant right after her shift, and she wasn’t sure how Josh was getting to the restaurant.

“Ruby had a few last-minute errands, so I offered to pick you up.”

Anna finally realized she was being rude by not inviting him in, so she gestured him inside. “I’ll just go grab my bag.”

“My bag,” he mimicked in an exaggerated New York accent, making Anna laugh.

“Right, you guys say purse.” For the most part, Anna’s accent was nondescript, but certain choices of words and the pronunciations of them were definitely very Brooklyn. “You lived in the city. You should be used to it by now.”

“Mostly everyone I knew were transplants just like me, but I did get my daily dose of New Yawk City speak.”

“Oh shut it,” she said playfully. “We know there’s an r in there. I’ll just go grab my little ole purse.”

“No rush,” she heard him say on the way to her bedroom. There was still a trace of humor in his voice.

Something had just occurred to her. Bag forgotten, she walked back out into the living room.

“Wait, are we being set up again?” She was going to kill Carla. This was surely her doing. “Are they all going to come up with some excuse and not show up, leaving just the two of us at dinner?”

Nathan looked confused, or annoyed, at the possibility. She couldn’t tell which. “No. As far as I know, both Carla and Ruby are still coming, and you and I are going to go grab Josh from the station.”

Well that won’t be awkward at all, she thought. She went back into her room to grab her purse, and after locking up, they walked back to his car in silence.


April showers were meant to bring May flowers, but unfortunately, in Nathan’s case, it brought weeds in the form of two unwanted visitors, and on his birthday no less. What was even more peculiar, was that the two of them arrived together. Naturally, their arrival disturbed what had started out as an amazing day.

Nathan awoke to an empty bed. It was odd since he was always the one who woke first. He would either lie there, watching Anna sleep, until she opened her eyes on her own, or was too impatient and his kissing, licking, and groping did the trick. In most cases it was the latter.

When the smell of something delicious reached his nostrils and the sound of pots clanking reached his ears, he knew what his woman was up to. He shot out of bed and donned a pair of sweats before heading to the bathroom to quickly relieve himself and brush his teeth.

The sight of what greeted him downstairs made his mouth water even more than the smell of breakfast. Anna, clad only in one of his long button-down flannel shirts, was by the stove with her back to him. She was flipping pancakes while quietly singing and dancing along to the tunes emanating from her earbuds. Just when he thought it was impossible for Anna to be hotter than she already was in his eyes, she started to sing “Paradise City” while subtly bobbing her head. He didn’t even know she was a Gun’s N’ Roses fan. They were one of his favorite bands of all time.

She squeaked when he put his arms around her from behind, obviously startled by his sneak attack. He was so hard, and he ached to relieve his pain. He turned off the stove, spun her around, grabbed her ass, and lifted her off her feet to straddle his waist. He walked the few steps it took to get to the kitchen island, freeing his rigid cock on the way over, and impaled her the minute her ass hit the marble top.

He fused his lips and tongue to hers as he feverishly pounded into her. Her shirt was ripped open, sending many of the buttons flying, but Nathan couldn’t care less. Her nipples beckoned him, and he obliged, licking and sucking them into his mouth in turn. He took out one of her earbuds, placed it in his ear, and as the song picked up tempo, so did his thrusting.

When the song changed to “Come as You Are” by Nirvana, Nathan and Anna had to suppress their laughter from the direction their dirty minds both simultaneously went. He was definitely going to make her come. Hard. The song was also fitting on another level. Anna was his nirvana. There was nothing more heavenly than being gripped by the walls of her tight, sweet pussy, he thought. He wondered why sex had never felt like this for him before and why none of his previous climaxes before Anna had ever slammed into him on a transcendental level. The answer was simple. None of his previous lovers was her. It was more than just the physical act of getting off with her. She was his home. Her beautiful body was made to fit his.

Their eyes locked. Anna balanced herself with one hand on the counter, while her other hand fisted in his hair. He felt her powerful legs tighten around his waist and knew that she was getting close.

“I’m gonna make you come so fucking hard now,” he said gruffly as he pounded into her. He tightened his hold on her hips and set an even more punishing pace. “Come all over my cock, baby.”

“Oh God! Nathan!”

“That’s right, baby. Let me hear you.” He knew she loved his dirty talk. Her lips turned up slightly at the corners whenever he used it.


“You love it when I fuck you, don’t you, Anna?”

“Yes,” she whispered.

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Alpha Blood

BLURB: 2015 Evernight Reader's Choice Award for Best Romance On The Go.

Gemma, a she-wolf, alone and in unbearable pain, cries vengeance against the evil man who caused her suffering. Jordan, alpha of the White-Moon pack, the largest in the country, has a war to prepare for. Kane, his brother and beta, struggles to be worthy of the role thrust upon him.

When young girls start to disappear and rumors of a dangerous serum surface, the two men are brought face to face with their destiny. A fiery passion blooms between Gemma and her men, one that heals her body and soul, but a dangerous war still lies ahead. Will they be successful at stopping an evil tyrant before another girl goes missing or will Gemma pay the ultimate price? With her life.


Gemma still ached all over, but the pain was now dull and tolerable. She knew her reprieve would be short. More pain waited for her throughout the night. Something was different, however. Warmth surrounded her on both sides as she rested on what felt like a soft bed. A pillow cushioned her head.

She opened her eyes and bolted upright when a warm, calloused hand brushed her cheek.

“Easy, you’re safe,” said a deeply rich and sexy voice. “Lie back down.”

She looked around the spacious bedroom and even through the muted light could see the room was tastefully decorated with dark wood furniture matching the dark wood bedposts. A creamy white chaise sat in the corner with a cozy-looking rich brown throw blanket dangling off the side of it. She imagined herself lounging on it with a good book and a glass of wine sitting atop the small side table next to the chaise. Gemma did in fact feel safe, safer than she had felt in a very long time. She complied with the gentle command to lie down, pulling up the chartreuse-colored sheet that had pooled around her belly when she had sat up and she sensed a blush creep onto her cheeks while doing so. The memory of what had happened earlier in the forest with the two gorgeous men beside her came flooding back to her as well. They had given her a ray of hope when she had none left.

At first she was on her guard, wary of anyone who dared approach her lest they were part of Pollux-Moon or in allegiance with them. Then she became angry that two complete strangers thought it their right to order her around, to touch her without her consent. She’d been in too much pain to realize that they only wanted to help her. So in agony and unfocused as she was, at first she hadn’t even realized that they were her mates.

Mates. I have mates. She closed her eyes briefly and savored the delicious scents that surrounded her. Her pain had been reflected in their eyes earlier when she had locked gazes with them after she realized who they were to her. One of them had hair the color of midnight and eyes of gold. His hard gaze had softened when she stopped struggling and let him examine her. She found him looking at her when she opened her eyes again.

“What’s your name?” he asked. He had a slightly deeper baritone than the one who commanded her to lie down.

“I’m Gemma. But my friends call me Gem.”

“You have a beautiful name, Gemma, Gem.” His smile was breathtaking. He looked so open and friendly, a complete contrast to how he had looked earlier when he was being bossy and commanding. “I’m Jordan. Alpha of the White-Moon pack. This is my brother and beta, Kane.”

She looked over at Kane—hair nearly as dark as his brother’s, but eyes a mossy green—and managed a small smile. Both men were large and muscular and exuded a power hard to miss. They had identical tattoos on their left pectoral—a wolf’s paw print with a wolf face inside it. The eyes of each wolf, however, matched its owner’s. A full white moon stood out behind the paw and the White-Moon pack insignia, in elegant script, rested underneath. They both sported various other tattoos, but that particular one was breathtaking.

“You had us worried there, little wolf,” Kane said. “How are you feeling?”

“Like I just clawed my way out of hell for a temporary breather.” She hadn’t meant to say that out loud.

Kane looked suddenly angry. “Who did this to you?”

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Elena Kincaid is an award winning author. She writes Erotic Paranormal and Contemporary MFM and MF Romances. She developed a passion for reading and writing at an early age and loves to write what she loves to read and that is usually romance with a paranormal twist. Her desk is constantly cluttered with journals, sticky notes, and torn out pieces of paper full of ideas.

She was born in Ukraine and raised in New York, where she currently lives with her daughter. She graduated college with a BFA in creative writing and In addition to writing, she also started a graphic design business a few years after graduating. When not working, Elena loves to spend time with her family, travel the globe, curl up with a good book, and catch up on her soaps.


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Thursday's winner is

Amy B!!!

Today's Giveaway includes
ebook of Helpless by AJ Adams
ebook of Alpha Blood by Elena Kincaid
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  1. Happy 3rd Anniversary! =D Not entering for day price I already got those ebooks! <3

  2. Enjoyed reading the excerpts. Adding these to the TBR list as well.

    Happy Blogiversary!!!!!

  3. Yowza! Thank you for the recommendations! How fun!