Saturday, July 23, 2016

Blog Tour: Where She Belongs by Dani Wyatt


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Decker Lawrence just opened The Monarch, the crown jewel in his chain of successful nightclubs. Surrounded every day by beautiful women, he’s never been tempted to sample the goods. That is until she stumbles in. With a quirky innocence and curves-for-days, May is about to change this virgin’s life forever.

May Morgan has riches beyond most people’s wildest dreams, but after her parent’s death, none of it will ever be hers. Bound to her upcoming arranged marriage, May dreams of escape. Her crazy idea to slip away and earn money by dancing at a hot nightclub seems like the perfect solution. Except, when the handsome club owner catches sight of her, he offers her far more than just a job.

Decker has waited his whole life for his first time, but he knows what he wants and he doesn’t hesitate to stake his claim. When he discovers what waits for May back at home, Decker sees red. Is one man strong enough to fight the evil forces determined to tear them apart? Will these May to December virgins ever get their fairy tale first time?
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Authors Note: The Forever Collection is all virgins, love-at-first-sight, indulgent fantasy. It’s fall hard, fall fast and get right to the sticky bits. If you want to lose yourself for a while with a happily ever after, no cheating and all wrapped up with an obsessed, alpha hero who will stop at nothing to make babies with his woman, then step inside, it’s steamy.






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“You’re not engaged anymore.”
I don’t know what possesses me to say that, but it’s the truth. The second she took my kiss I marked her as mine, and whatever this animal is inside of me, the one that she’s awakened, he will destroy any and all obstacles that try to stop him from taking what is rightfully his.
Mine.
Fucking seriously. Twenty minutes ago, I was settled on the fact that I would probably die alone. A fucking hundred-year-old virgin. And now I’m ready to skin any mother fucker that might even dare to think they have a claim on her. This sweet pink wink that’s sitting on my desk like a ripe little cherry waiting to be picked.
“What?” She tips her head to the side, and her cheeks plump out with a smile that nearly empties my balls into my pants. “Yes, I am. I’m engaged. For real. I have a fiancĂ©. And so I suppose I’m a cheating whore right now.”
The way she talks makes me want to wash her mouth out with soap and pinch her cheeks with a bawdy laugh. Not only does she look like no other girl I’ve ever seen, she doesn’t talk like any I’ve ever heard. And trust me, I’ve heard plenty in this business. She’s clearly no whore either, and I highly doubt she’s even clear on the meaning of the word.
The sound of the words “fiancĂ©” and “whore” on her lips makes me want to throw her over my knee and spank those thoughts out of her. No fucking way is she engaged. I can see it in her eyes; she’s as fresh as a Sunday afternoon in spring. And if she really belonged to someone else, she wouldn’t have kissed me like she just did. I can taste something in her, something familiar, something I’ve been waiting for my whole life. So whatever this engagement bullshit may be, I’ve just added it to my to-undo list.
“Do you kiss him?” I grumble because if any other word comes out of her mouth but ‘no,’ I may just come apart.
She wrinkles her nose at me; she’s thinking about what to say and I know the answer right then.
“Naw,” she says shaking her head. “It’s kind of a strange set up. It’s my family, they are very…” She bobs her head side to side squinting one eye. “…traditional.”
That’s all I need to know.
I shift closer, splaying her knees farther apart and her eyes go wide. They are silver-gray, wrapped in a cord of black. Alabaster skin just waiting to be tasted, framed by long tresses of amber waves. I’m admiring every inch I can see, memorizing it for later because I intend to map her with my tongue until I know where I’m kissing with my eyes closed.
“Are you going to make me orgasm again?” she chirps, turning her head up to smile at me, as she leans back on locked arms, swinging her feet back and forth.
I do my best to hide my bewilderment over this funky cherub. She’s sugar and spice and everything that I didn’t know I wanted, all wrapped up in mismatched Rodeo Drive clothes.
“Orgasm?” I lean forward, my hands flat on the desk next to hers, my torso twisted in knots, trying to hold back all the things I want to do to her. The sound of that word on her lips sends my craving into the stratosphere. “You want me to give you an orgasm?”
“Yes. That would be nice.” Her eyes flash from excitement to fear. “But I shouldn’t.”
“Yes you should. Someone should give you orgasms every day. Multiple times a day.”
“Oh wait!” She leans back and forth trying to see around me. I’m still stuck on all the ways I’m going to give her the orgasms she wants, but from what I can tell, my May’s attention span is flashing on and off like one of the strobe lights on the dance floor. “Can you grab my bag from over there? I brought you something.” She bites her bottom lip and my dick weeps but I can’t say no.
I twist and reach down, grateful that I don’t have to step out from between her knees to pull the Marc Jacobs Sapphire bag up from the floor. It’s another side effect of being around all these women for all these years. Purses are big talk and I can’t help that I fucking know this shit. Besides, I bought all the girls Marc Jacobs’ bags for Christmas last year, so I know far more than I wish to about fucking handbags.
It must weigh as much as she does and it’s nearly as big. What a little thing like her needs with a purse big enough to carry a full grown pit bull I’m not sure, but from the excited look in her eyes I don’t much care.
I sit the bag down next to her and she giggles, pushing her hair behind her ears and making this little enthusiastic eeeeep sound.
“This is weird, right?” She rustles around inside her bag, her voice rising, and pulls out a gift box with a lime green satin ribbon tied around it. “I mean, I’ve never applied for a job before. And, well, I just met you and you kissed me, and that’s sort of weird.”
Her eyes come up to meet mine, and I nod because I can feel that she needs my agreement as she works through whatever is happening here.
And this whole situation is pretty fucking weird. But I’m fine with weird as long as it involves her.

 






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Dani Wyatt loves her alpha men; make them military, cowboys, MMA -- any uber alpha with a wicked possessive streak and an insatiable libido. Receive a free exclusive unpublished title when you join Dani's private readers group for updates, free chapters and discounts.

She's a 40 something regular lady who just happens to love badass alpha males who pull your hair and love their women with a lethal passion.

When she's not writing (which is not often) she is probably laughing about some irony (like A-1 Steak Sauce is vegan), riding her horse, wondering why The Walking Dead can't have a new episode every night, or looking cross-eyed at some piece of technology sent to ruin her day.
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Friday, July 22, 2016

Blog Tour: Bossman by Vi Keeland

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Are you ready to meet Chase Parker in BOSSMAN?
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Blurb
The first time I met Chase Parker, I didn’t exactly make a good impression.
I was hiding in the bathroom hallway of a restaurant, leaving a message for my best friend to save me from my awful date.
He overheard and told me I was a bitch, then proceeded to offer me some dating advice.
So I told him to mind his own damn business—his own tall, gorgeous, full-of-himself damn business—and went back to my miserable date.
When he walked by my table, he smirked, and I watched his arrogant, sexy ass walk back to his date.
I couldn’t help but sneak hidden glances at the condescending jerk on the other side of the room.  Of course, he caught me on more than one occasion, and winked.
When the gorgeous stranger and his equally hot date suddenly appeared at our table, I thought he was going to rat me out.
But instead, he pretended we knew each other and joined us—telling elaborate, embarrassing stories about our fake childhood.
My date suddenly went from boring to bizarrely exciting.
When it was over and we parted ways, I thought about him more than I would ever admit, even though I knew I’d never see him again.
I mean, what were the chances I’d run into him again in a city with eight million people?
Then again…
What were the chances a month later he’d wind up being my new sexy boss?


*~*~*~ 5 Stars *~*~*~* 

I absolutely adored this book. I honestly think this is by far my favorite book by Vi so far. Chase and Reese are both lovable characters. I laughed so hard throughout the entire book; I was also consumed and read it within one sitting.

Chase and Reese meet at a restaurant when Reese is trying to get out of a bad date. Chase immediately takes the chance and saves the day. Reese thinks this is the last time she will see Chase but she is dead wrong. Chase becomes her boss turning her whole world upside down.

There isn’t much more than I can say other than READ THIS BOOK NOW!! I loved Chase Parker. He is by far the best book boyfriend to date. This book is super funny and totally swoon worthy and I can’t wait for more.


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EXCERPT
“Sorry, I wasn’t looking where—”
I froze.
The sight of Chase standing there was almost enough to knock me over. I’d secretly hoped to see him, yet never thought I actually would. What are the chances? I did a double take, sure I was seeing things. But it was him all right, in the flesh. And what flesh it is. Standing there shirtless and wet—wearing nothing but a pair of low-slung swim trunks—he had me stuttering. Literally.
“Ch…Ch…Ch—” I couldn’t get the word out.
Of course, Chase didn’t miss a beat. He smirked and leaned in. “You do a cute train impression, Buttercup.”
He remembers me.
I shook my head, attempting to snap myself out of it. But it was no use. He was so tall, and I was so short, I had no choice but to stare at his body. Water trickled down his abs. I was mesmerized watching it speed up and slow down as it crossed the rippled lines of his six-pack. Damn.
I cleared my throat and finally spoke. “Chase.”
I was pretty freaking proud of myself for getting that much out. He had a towel slung around his neck and lifted it to dry off his dripping hair, revealing even more flesh. His pectoral muscles were carved and perfect. And—oh, my God…is that… Holy shit. It is. His nipples were cold and erect, and one of them was….was…pierced.
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About the Author:
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Vi Keeland is a native New Yorker with three children that occupy most of her free time, which she complains about often, but wouldn't change for the world. She is an attorney and a New York Times, Wall Street Journal, & USA Today Best Selling author.  Over the last three years, eleven of her titles have appeared on the USA Today Bestseller lists and four on the New York Times Bestseller lists.  

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Additional Books by Vi Keeland

Standalone novels
The Baller
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Stuck-Up Suit (co-written with Penelope Ward)
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Cocky Bastard (co-written with Penelope Ward)

Left Behind (A Young Adult Novel)

First Thing I See





Other books from Vi Keeland
Life on Stage series (2 standalone books)
Beat

Throb

MMA Fighter series (3 standalone books)
Worth the Fight




Worth the Chance

Worth Forgiving

The Cole Series (2 book serial)
Belong to You

Made for You




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