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Thursday, January 4, 2018

Compiled editing notes


Unnecessary and Redundant Words

Redundant words get in the way of your prose and slows the reader down. Because they don't contribute any forward movement or essential information, you would be better off removing them whenever you can. If a verb implies an action, you don't need to state it.
began/started/start to: A character either does something or doesn't do something. Occasionally, it might be necessary for a character to "begin" an action if they will be interrupted or unable to complete the action. Also, if you interrupt the character's speech, you don't need to use began or started as a dialogue tag. It's redundant, especially if you use a dash (—) or an ellipse (…). It is much better to write action that moves things forward.
♦  Jenny began to laugh.
♦  Allison turned and started to stroll strolled toward the door. 
♦  "Doug," Eric began, "are you okay?"
♦  Better: "Doug!" Eric rushed toward the figure sprawled on the floor. "Are you okay?"

almost:Rarely needed.
♦  She was almost afraid to open her eyes.
back:If the character is doing one thing, and then does another back is understood.
♦  Laurie smiled as she gazed back at Steve.
continued:If a character hasn't stopped doing an action, there is no need to state that they continued doing something.
♦  Jennifer continued to stare stared at the unfamiliar guest.
instead:What didn't happen is usually made obvious because you have stated what did happen.
♦  He went to sit and landed on the floor instead of the chair.
of:"Of" in general is a weak word that should be eliminated. Especially "off of" and "of the." After would, could, or should it is always wrong.
♦  Many of the cattle were branded.
then:If an action follows, then is implied.
♦  Lisa considered this and then smirked.
to the:Using this phrase often causes wordiness.
♦  The door to the office door is locked.
to be:Again, causes wordiness.
♦  He needs to be scrubbing to scrub the tub.
reaching:This is only redundant if you mix reach or reaching with another verb that can stand on its own. Using it alone is not the problem.
♦  Janelle reached out and patted her dog.
suddenly:Watch your use of this word. Often times it is used when the suddenness of the action is apparent.

♦  He suddenly came to an abrupt stop.
that:The use of that can and should be significantly reduced.
♦  The look that he saw on her face told him that he was forgiven.
You know:Consider this like you would uh or hum when used in dialogue and eliminate it whenever it is not used as part of the sentence.
♦  "You know, Nothing about this makes sense."


1. almost
Sometimes ‘almost’ can work but often it’s not needed. Eg: With his sunken eyes and pallor he 
almost looked like a ghost. An example where it may work could be: She almost slammed the door in his face. Or instead of that, it could be changed to: She resisted the urge to slam the door in his face.
2. very
Usually there is a stronger word available to replace the need for ‘very’, or the phrase can be changed completely to something else. Eg: ‘very sad’ could become ‘despondent’. Eg: It was very sunny. Better: It was sunny. Even better: She squinted as the sun’s glare rebounded off the pavement and hit her eyes.
3. started
When this is used alongside ‘to’, as in ‘started to’, it’s probably not needed. Eg: She started to get dressed. Better: She got dressed. Even better: She zipped her jeans and put on a t-shirt.
4. began
This is similar to ‘started’. Eg: It began to rain. Better: Droplets of rain dampened her hair, or: He flicked on the windscreen wipers as rain blurred the road ahead.
5. stood up
Remove the word ‘up’. If someone stood, it’s obviously up.
6. sat down
Remove the word ‘down’. If someone is going from a standing position to a sitting position it is obviously ‘down’. Except if the person is lying down and then changes to a sitting position.
7. heard/hear
Removing ‘heard’ or ‘hear’ gives the reader a more vivid experience. Eg: She heard someone call her name. Better: A voice called her name. Eg: I could hear the rain pelting against the window. Better: rain pelted against the window.
8. saw/see
Same as with ‘heard’. Eg: She saw his face through the window. Better: His eyes glared at her through the window. Eg: I could see him coming towards me. Better: He came towards me.
9. felt
Telling a reader what a character felt is not as powerful as showing them. Eg: She felt relaxed and happy. Better: She leaned back in the chair and a smile eased onto her face.
10. just

Eg: If she could just find a way to get through to him, he might understand. Eg: “The shop is just around the corner.”

Directional words:
Up:He stood up.
Down:She sat down in the chair.
In:The clues all pointed in his direction.
Out:The cloth was spread out over the table.

Other words that are usually unnecessary and slow down prose:
anyway:She wanted to go anyway.
even:Lori wasn't even sure she needed it.
just:He just couldn't believe her eyes.
quite:He wasn't quite ready to face her.
rather:He was rather tired of all the lies.
really:She really should get out of bed.


Weak words come in several varieties and are generally words that don't add much to your writing. They are overused, colorless, or generic words that should be avoided whenever possible to a certain degree. Like all things, moderation is the key. I have divided the words into the following sections:

Seem/appear: Weakens and Dilutes. Use only when you want to create an image of doubt. Writing seamlessly gives your novel a trim, tailored look and creates action with greater impact. People don't want to read about things that seem to take place. Dare to be more direct and definitive in your style. Speak with authority.

Weak:        Harry’s presence seemed to dominate the camp. 
Stronger:   Harry’s presence dominated the camp.
Weak:        Star seemed to be growing annoyed. 
Stronger:   Star grew annoyed.
There: Should be removed when possible especially if it functions as a mere place filler for the more particular words that you have failed to provide.
Weak:        “If there are men that close, we’d better run.”
Stronger:  “If men are that close, we’d better run.”
There + “be” verb (is, are, was, were): Try to use “there was” and “there is” as little as possible because it can slow down your writing. Besides, it is not necessary to tell the reader that an action occurs or an object exists “there.” Instead of telling it, show it.
Weak:       There were grunts of disapproval from Bosley’s brothers.
Stronger:  Bosley’s brothers grunted in disapproval.
Weak:       There are five chicks huddled in the nest.
Stronger:  Five chicks huddled in the nest.

Thing, anything, nothing, something: These words, if you use them a lot, hint that you need to work harder on either your vocabulary or your willingness to use it. They functions as a mere place filler for the more particular words that you have failed to provide. They have no more substance that do air bubbles in a pie filling.


“Filtering” is when you place a character between the detail you want to present and the reader. The term was started, I believe, by Janet Burroway in her book On Writing. Once you have established your point of view, you do not need to keep mentioning the character. The most common filtering words are: know, hear, notice, smell, saw, look, watch, taste, and any versions of these words. This is doubly true for any sentences that include these words and the word “could.” There is a very good article by Kate Gerard titled “Get your characters out of my way” that covers this topic in more depth. However, allow me to include a few examples of my own.
Filtering:   She could see him walking toward her.
Better: He walked toward her.
Filtering:   Bob noticed that the meat was rotten. He could it from across the room.
Better: The rotting smell of steak permeated the room.



Colorless verbs are verbs that express action but don't express the “how.” A few examples of colorless verbs are stood, walked, sat, move, came, look, turned, cross, run, go, gone, went, leave and any forms of these words. Sure, sometimes you need to use them, but whenever possible it is best to replace them with a word that has meaning. Take “walk” for example. The word gives no indication about the character's emotion or the tone of the scene. However, by choosing another, more colorful verb, you add much more to your writing.

Example: Lisa walked through the room.

Now, here is the same sentence with various feelings:
Angry: Lisa marched through the room.
Sexy: Lisa sashayed through the room.
Happy: Lisa flittered through the room.
Irritable: Lisa prowled through the room.
Nervous: Lisa skittered through the room.
Injured: Lisa limped through the room.
Stunned: Lisa staggered through the room.

Thursday, June 26, 2014

Forever Ride Blog Tour and Giveaway!!

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Title: Forever Ride (A Hellions Ride, #2)
Author: Chelsea Camaron
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: June 9, 2014

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Synopsis
Events happen in life that can awaken our truest and deepest desires. They also show us our greatest fears. Sometimes we are forced to face those fears, other times we build walls that can't be broken to protect ourselves.

A profound connection these two once shared. A strong friendship once formed was shattered. Fate has stepped in and shaken both their worlds.

The danger, the wild, the chaos, and the lifestyle of the Hellions world has become far too much for Savannah 'Sass' Perchton. Swearing off bikers and attempting a 'normal' life, she has settled. She's committed to Nick, her country club, pretty boy. She's found a way to be content.

Things aren't always what they seem. Wrap an empty box in pretty paper and a bow, it may look amazing, but it's still a hollow shell.

He's a Hellions playboy. A different chick in his bed, off on a different ride, and always something new. He's Frank the 'Tank' Oleander, Haywood's Hellions Road Chief. Throttle down and life is good.

The fast pace of the Hellions life catches up to him. At a crossroads, he's forced to face some life changing thoughts or succumb to the darkness of death. Teetering on the brink of giving in, her voice is all he's holding onto. The coma he can't pull himself out of, but her voice is the light in the darkness. He wants the girl who pulled him through when his life was literally in the balance.

She's sworn off bikers. Can he pull through? Can she ever see past the lifestyle to the heart of the man behind the cut? Will they find their Forever Ride?

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Chelsea Camaron was born and raised in Coastal North Carolina. She currently resides in Southern Louisiana with her husband and two children but her heart is always Carolina day dreaming.

Chelsea always wanted to be a writer, but like most of us, let fear of the unknown grab a hold of her dream; she realized that if she was going to tell her daughter to go for her dreams, that it was time to follow her own advice.

Chelsea grew up turning wrenches alongside her father, and from that grew her love for old muscle cars and Harley Davidson motorcycles, which just so happened to inspired her ‘Daddy’s Girls’ series. Her love for reading has sparked a new love for writing and she currently has a few more projects in the works.

When she is not spending her days writing you can find her playing with her kids, attending car shows, going on motorcycle rides on the back of her husband’s Harley, snuggling down with her new favorite book or watching any movie that Vin Diesel might happen to be in.

She hates being serious and is still a big kid at heart. She is a small town country girl enjoying life and, Chelsea hopes that her readers remember not to take life too seriously and to embrace your inner five year old, because five year olds know how to enjoy the simple things in life and how to always have fun.



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Tuesday, June 24, 2014

Sweet Revenge Release Day Blitz and Giveaway!!




SWEET REVENGE
by Rebecca Zanetti
(June 24, 2014; Forever Mass Market: $8.00)

The One Man She Can't Have
Matt Dean was born to fight . . . and kill. A member of a secret black-ops military unit, he and his brothers were genetically engineered by the government to be the perfect soldiers with an expiration date. Now, with time running out, he's gone rogue in a relentless quest for the one person who can save them. His mission leads him to Charmed, Idaho . . . and to a beautiful woman with eyes like emeralds and a body made for pleasure.

The One Woman He Can't Resist
Laney Jacobs knows the mysterious, handsome stranger is trouble from the moment he walks into her bar, looking for a job. She's spent years running from her own past-the last thing she needs is a romantic entanglement. But Matt's strong arms offer her protection and his gentle touch promises passion unlike anything she's ever known. As lethal forces surround them, revealing explosive secrets about Matt's past and putting everything-and everyone-he holds dear in danger, can he save them all before time runs out?



 “You know you work for me, right?”
“Listen, lady”—red spiraled across his high cheekbones—“you hired me to bounce problems, which I can’t do if your sweet ass is in the way.”
Was that a fact? She took a deep breath and settled on the only solution other
than kicking him in the shin. “You’re fired.”
Both of his eyebrows shot up. “Excuse me?”
Satisfaction tilted her chin. Not much probably surprised Matt Dean. “You’re fired.” As an exit line, it nailed the situation. Unfortunately, the toned soldier stood between her and the door. Just who the hell did he think he was? “Now move your sweet ass.”
He slipped his hands into his pockets and leaned back against the door. As a move, it was intimidating. “Why am I fired?”
“You leave much to be desired as an employee.” She eyed him, assessing the situation. Nope. The guy might be commanding, but she wasn’t scared. He wouldn’t hurt her. “All you’ve done since being hired is flirt with customers, order me around, and kiss me.”
His chin lowered. “Which of those items is pissing you off the most?”
She narrowed her eyes as heat spiraled through her abdomen. “You can flirt with any dumb bimbo you want, and frankly, the kisses were all right. But ordering me around? Not a chance.”
“All right? The kisses were all right?”
Figured the man would focus on that. She forced herself to lift a shoulder. “Eh.”
His cheek creased, and his eyes warmed. “Maybe we should try again, then. See if I can do better.”
“No.” The spit in her mouth dried up. She hadn’t meant to challenge him… had she? “I don’t, ah, kiss fired employees.”
“So that leaves Smitty.” Matt grinned.
“Very funny.” The tension slowly drained from her muscles in response to his instant humor.
He exhaled slowly. “Listen, I’m sorry if I scared you.”
“You didn’t.”
“I’m also sorry if I was too bossy.” He rubbed a hand through his hair. “It’s just, after being in combat, orders come naturally. Seeing you, somebody so small near danger… well, it hits triggers. All sorts of triggers.”
She could handle him bossy or charming. But sweet and honest? She shook her head and gestured toward his hard body. “You’re just… too much.”
He chuckled. “If you give me another chance, I promise I’ll tone it down. All of it.”
She’d be a fool to let this guy get close, but she knew better than to make a snap decision based on one moment or one emotion.
She studied him. Earnest eyes, relaxed shoulders, apologetic half smile. If he was working her, he was damn good at it.
Yeah, she liked him. Not only the look of him, but the self-effacing humor and ease of saying he was wrong. Most Alpha guys like him never admitted to being wrong. He’d had no problem with it.
Plus, she needed a bouncer, and he could certainly bounce. The tickle at the nape of her neck promised something bad was coming, and facing it with a guy who wanted to protect her? Probably not a bad idea, so long as he understood the rules. While she wanted to convince herself she was making a business decision, there was no doubt her feelings for him went beyond personal. But she could handle her own emotions. “Fine. One more chance, but if you order me around again, you’re out of here.”
“Fair enough.” He opened the door.
Heat brushed her as she moved past him. “If I ever get lost in a snowstorm, I hope you’re there,” she muttered under her breath. The guy cascaded warmth.
“Huh?” Matt asked as he shut the door.
“Nothing.” She shook her head and headed back to the bar to get to work. What would life be like if she could flirt a little and even hope for a future? One with a husband and even kids? But there were no kids in her future.
She plastered on a smile and began helping Smitty with drinks. The weekend chef manned the kitchen to prepare bar food, so she didn’t need to cook that night.
The evening slid into closing time, and she shut the outside door with a sigh of relief. As usual, she double-checked the door locks and extra stoppers placed into the floor. The bikers had filled her till as well as the tip jars. “It was a good night.” She smiled as she tossed a bar rag toward Smitty.
He caught it and grinned, lines fanning out from his bloodshot eyes. “Cleanup was quick. Ready for inventory?”
“No.” She jerked her head toward the kitchen. “We’re done for the night and will do inventory another time. Go home and get some rest since tomorrow night will be busier than tonight, probably.”
He finished wiping down the bar. “You do look tired, boss. Feeling all right?”
“I’m fine.” The flush filling her face resulted from Matt’s loping in from the kitchen and not from any illness. “I’ll see you tomorrow afternoon.”
“Good enough.” Smitty nodded to Matt on his way out. “Night, all.”
“Night.” Matt crossed broad arms. “Did I hear something about inventory?”
“Yes. I’ve got it.” She reached under the bar for a notebook. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
His smile was slow and way too sexy. “We could get it done in half the time if we worked together.”
Well, at least he’d stopped issuing orders. She studied him for a moment. While she felt like she could sleep for a week, he looked up for running a few miles. Her eyes were gritty and her neck already ached, promising a headache would soon arrive. With her efforts in becoming part of the town and trying to learn how to make friends, she’d been working on accepting assistance and not being so alone. She really could use the help tonight, stubbornness aside. “Okay. Follow me to the storeroom.”

A small room with a sexy ex-marine after midnight? What could possibly go wrong?


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New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Rebecca Zanetti has worked as an art curator, Senate aide, lawyer, college professor, and a hearing examiner - only to culminate it all in stories about Alpha males and the women who claim them. She is a member of RWA, has won awards for her works throughout the industry, and has a journalism degree with a poly sci emphasis from Pepperdine University as well as a Juris Doctorate from the University of Idaho.

Growing up amid the glorious backdrops and winter wonderlands of the Pacific Northwest has given Rebecca fantastic scenery and adventures to weave into her stories. She resides in the wild north with her husband, children, and extended family who inspire her every day-or at the very least give her plenty of characters to write about.


Monday, June 23, 2014

The Saint Blog Tour and Giveaway!!





The Saint
by Tiffany Reisz 
In the beginning, there was him. 

Gutsy, green-eyed Eleanor never met a rule she didn't want to break. She's sick of her mother's zealotry and the confines of Catholic school, and declares she'll never go to church again. But her first glimpse of beautiful, magnetic Father Søren Stearns and his lust-worthy Italian motorcycle is an epiphany. Suddenly, daily Mass seems like a reward, and her punishment is the ache she feels when they're apart. He is intelligent and insightful and he seems to know her intimately at her very core. Eleanor is consumed—and even she knows that can't be right. 

But when one desperate mistake nearly costs Eleanor everything, it is Søren who steps in to save her. She vows to repay him with complete obedience…and a whole world opens before her as he reveals to her his deepest secrets. 

Danger can be managed—pain, welcomed. Everything is about to begin.



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What more can I say? I freaking LOVED The Saint!!! Like seriously, I thought that I couldn't love Father Søren Stearns any more, and then there's this!

I loved:

The Cabin Scenes- There is a certain person that meets Nora in a remote cabin, and they share a few intimate days together. I liked that interaction, but more, Nora loves everyone, and you can see some of that here.

Søren- Oh GOD! I loooovvvvveeeee him!!!!!!!!!!!!



Every word of the flashback scenes- The flashback scenes are similar to the ones that we got in The Mistress, but the story is from the POV of teenage Elle, and the beginning of her relationship with Søren. I get butterflies just thinking about it. The flashbacks are absolutely one of my favorite parts of the series.



Søren-

"Little One, to be with me is to hurt."
"To be with out you would hurt more. You won't scare me off. I'm not afraid of you.
"If I had something valuable, I'd lock it up."
He smiled at her.
"I plan to."




Teenage Nora- From reading The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty in church, to getting arrested, young Elle was very entertaining! I would read her POV forever.

"Do you have any idea what it is you have between your legs?" she demanded.
"I'm well aware of what it between my legs." He said the words without even breaking a smile.

The Sex Scene Between Søren and Nora-




I didn't care for:

Not enough Kingsley :'( There were very few scenes featuring the King and I would have liked about 100% more, though we got to read and learn more about Nora and Søren's relationship. I just can't get enough of him!

The trickery- I'd like to say a bit more about it, but will not ruin the book. I will say that the hints at the beginning of the book ATE at me, and I would not put the book down until I figured out what was going on. I was about to go stabby on Tiffany (sorry), but luckily I made it through to the end and could breathe easy.



The lingering questions- I still had questions from the bombshell that was given to us from the ending of The Mistress.. I think that the surface was grazed on most of them, but just not enough for me.

Overall it was amazing. I've already read it twice! TWO TIMES it is that good! I can't wait for the next book!!



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Tiffany Reisz lives with her boyfriend (a reformed book reviewer) and two cats (one good, one evil). She graduated with a B.A. in English from Centre College in Danville, Kentucky and is making both her parents and her professors proud by writing BDSM erotica under her real name. She has five piercings, one tattoo, and has been arrested twice.
 When not under arrest, Tiffany enjoys Latin Dance, Latin Men, and Latin Verbs. She dropped out of a conservative southern seminary in order to pursue her dream of becoming a smut peddler. Johnny Depp’s aunt was her fourth grade teacher. Her first full-length novel THE SIREN was inspired by a desire to tie up actor Jason Isaacs (on paper). She hopes someday life will imitate art (in bed).
 If she couldn’t write, she would die.

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Sunday, June 22, 2014

The Erotic Dark and Light Book Tour!!

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Title: The Erotic Dark
Author: Nina Lane
Genre: Erotic/BDSM
Published: March 5, 2012
Publisher: Snow Queen Publishing

Synopsis

SUBMISSION IS HER ONLY ESCAPE…

And punishment takes many forms. Seeking escape from her criminal past, a woman agrees to enslave herself to a trio of men who own an antiquated Louisiana plantation.

Known only as Lydia, she becomes controlled by three very different men – the malicious Preston, the inflexible Kruin, and the gentle Gabriel, all of whom introduce her to a world in which the lines between pleasure, pain and shame are irrevocably blurred. The plantation becomes both Lydia’s haven and her prison as she surrenders to the desires of her unholy trinity.

Lydia’s submission is fraught with tension and hunger, but what happens when the outside world enters her dark, anonymous sanctuary?

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EROTIC DARK

“You are under our protection," Preston said. "And we will not hurt you unless you have earned a punishment through disobedience. At the moment, you are clearly in need of a bit of discipline to remind you that you have chosen to be here.”

Lydia swallowed hard, her eyes flashing with a rising bubble of rage that threatened to burst forth. Preston’s hand slipped down underneath her bottom, splaying over her upper thighs and cupping the fleshy cushions in his palms. His groin brushed against her bare buttocks in a movement edged with lecherous enjoyment.

“Come, love. Kruin will do the honors.”

Nervously, Lydia’s gaze slipped to Kruin. His dark eyes watched her with a hint of dislike and coldness, his body as rigidly unyielding as the high-backed oak chair on which he sat. Lydia wrapped her arms around herself and shivered.

“Lydia.” Kruin’s deep voice echoed in the room. “Come here.”

Of the three of them, even Preston knew Kruin was the most difficult to disobey. Lydia walked across the room slowly, as if she knew what he would do to her yet unable to prevent it. At his instruction, she settled over his hard thighs, wincing when he lifted her skirt and arranged it with almost meticulous care over the expanse of her back.

A smile curved Preston’s lips. He settled into his chair. Lydia’s back arched forward in a graceful bow, her hipbones pressing against the top of Kruin’s thigh.
How Preston adored seeing her like this, reduced to being the recipient of a punishment as base as a spanking. Her pale buttocks quivered, as if trembling with dread for the discomfort that would surely result from Kruin’s large hand.

Preston shifted, feeling his penis start to expand at the thought of Lydia’s anxiety. Oh, how he wished he could be the one to administer her first punishment. He would love to feel her helpless weight over his muscular thighs, the growing furnace of her buttocks as he rained his palm over the smooth cheeks until they glowed and burned with the rosy evidence of his control.

All in good time, Preston reminded himself, still unable to prevent the stab of envy when Kruin landed the first loud slap on Lydia’s rounded backside.

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Title: The Erotic Light
Author: Nina Lane
Genre: Erotic/BDSM
Published: May 1, 2014
Publisher: Snow Queen Publishing

Synopsis

SUBMISSION IS HER ONLY POWER...and her desperate means of control.

When Lydia is ordered to leave the haven of the Louisiana plantation known as La Nouvelle Vie, she thinks she is free from the twisted desires of her dark trinity. Yet as she struggles with the question of whether or not she even wants to be free, Lydia finds herself again submitting to the depraved demands of the obsessive Preston Severine.

AS IN THE EROTIC DARK, THIS BOOK CONTAINS GRAPHIC SCENES OF SPANKING, CANING, DUBIOUS CONSENT, ENFORCED SUBMISSION, AND EXPLICIT SEX.

Read only if these themes do not offend you!

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Lydia slid her hand down her rounded belly and between her legs. She closed her eyes. For a moment, she just cupped her hand over her sex and felt the heat emanating from her skin. Her clitoris pulsed.

She was struck by the sudden urge to feel Preston, Kruin, and Gabriel behind her, around her, their gazes hot with lust as they stared at her prone naked body, her sex spread open, pink and glistening, her bottom cleaved apart to expose the dusky aperture that only Preston had thus far breached.

She shuddered. Which one of them would take her? Would she hear the rasp of Kruin’s leather belt as he removed it? If so, would he choose to spank her with it or would he take out his big, thick cock and mount her from behind in one of his hard, fast fucks that made her whole body shake? Would she feel Gabriel’s hand stroking the length of her spine, the clench of Preston’s grip on her hair?

Once Kruin was finished with her, would Preston take his turn and press his erection into her mouth, whispering lewd things about her sensual nature and inability to control her own pleasure? And then would Gabriel be the one to slide his fingers between her legs and murmur his consent, allowing her to spend all over his hand while the three of them watched her ride the pleasure of orgasm?

Yes. Yes to all of it.

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About the Author

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USA Today bestselling author Nina Lane writes hot, sexy romances and spicy erotica. Originally from California, she loves traveling and thinks St. Petersburg, Russia is a city everyone should visit at least once. Nina also spent many years in graduate school studying art history and library sciences.

Although she would go back for another degree if she could because she's that much of a bookworm, she now lives the happy life of a full-time writer. Nina's novel The Erotic Dark hit #1 on Amazon's Erotica Bestseller list.
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Saturday, June 21, 2014

When You Are Mine Blog Tour and Giveaway!!



When You Are Mine by Kennedy Ryan

Forever is a heartbeat away . . .

Kerris Moreton knows how to make things work. Bounced from foster home to foster home as a kid, she adapted; when opportunity arose, she thrived. Now, about to open her own business and accept a marriage proposal, Kerris is ready to build the life she's always wanted. The only thing missing? A passionate connection with her would-be fiancé, Cam. Kerris wants to believe that sparks are overrated-until Walsh Bennett lights her up like the Fourth of July.

. . . but what about love?

As one of the East Coast's most eligible bachelors, Walsh enjoys financial independence, fulfilling work with his family's nonprofit, and plenty of female attention. But lately he's been distracted by the one woman he can't have. Lovely to look at and even sweeter to know, Kerris is the soul mate Walsh never thought he would find. The problem is, his best friend found her first . . .



Walsh watched until the crowd swallowed Kerris’ scarlet silk. He felt like someone had shaken him from a coma, and he’d awakened disoriented in a world that was familiar, but changed in ways vast and indiscernible.

“Hellooooo.” Jo waved a hand in front of his face. “What were you looking at?”

“Nothing.” Walsh carefully hid his churning emotions beneath a protective layer of composure. The trick he’d learned over the years didn’t usually work on his sharp-eyed cousin, but it was worth a try.

“I can tell when you’re attracted to a girl, and the look you just gave Kerris was way beyond that. Forget it. She’s taken. By your best friend, I might add.”

“The girl’s beautiful.” Walsh did his best to look directly into the censure of Jo’s eyes. “Can’t blame a guy just for looking.”

“Keep it that way.” Skepticism twisted Jo’s mouth, lifting one side and not bothering with the other.

“You think Cam’s serious about this girl?” Walsh deliberately kept his voice casual and devoid of the rabid curiosity gnawing through his mind.

“Serious? That plan of his?” Jo paused as if giving Walsh time to prepare for what she’d say next. “Tonight he’s asking her to marry him.”





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Kennedy Ryan grew up in North Carolina, but loves living in Atlanta with her husband (tall – check, dark – check – handsome – check), and her handful of a son. Though she knew, like writers often do, that she was supposed to tell stories, the road to fulfillment has been paved with “some of everything” jobs that kept her family eating and living indoors. With her degree in Journalism from the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill (Go Tar Heels!), she has focused on writing for non-profit organizations and even doing some non-fiction ghost writing. Only in the last few years did she start telling stories again. In addition to being a devoted wife and mom, she’s also a passionate advocate for families living with Autism. Her son was diagnosed at the age of two, and she has made it her mission to help as many families as possible find the resources and services they need. 25% of her royalties will go toward her national charitable partner Talk About Curing Autism and Myles-A-Part, her foundation serving Georgia families

Monday, June 9, 2014

Forever Ride Release Day Blitz and Kindle Giveaway!!

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Forever Ride (The Hellions Ride, #2)
Author: Chelsea Camaron
Release Date: June 9, 2014

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Blurb
Events happen in life that can awaken our truest and deepest desires. They also show us our greatest fears. Sometimes we are forced to face those fears, other times we build walls that can't be broken to protect ourselves.

A profound connection these two once shared. A strong friendship once formed was shattered. Fate has stepped in and shaken both their worlds.

The danger, the wild, the chaos, and the lifestyle of the Hellions world has become far too much for Savannah 'Sass' Perchton. Swearing off bikers and attempting a 'normal' life, she has settled. She's committed to Nick, her country club, pretty boy. She's found a way to be content.

Things aren't always what they seem. Wrap an empty box in pretty paper and a bow, it may look amazing, but it's still a hollow shell.

He's a Hellions playboy. A different chick in his bed, off on a different ride, and always something new. He's Frank the 'Tank' Oleander, Haywood's Hellions Road Chief. Throttle down and life is good.

The fast pace of the Hellions life catches up to him. At a crossroads, he's forced to face some life changing thoughts or succumb to the darkness of death. Teetering on the brink of giving in, her voice is all he's holding onto. The coma he can't pull himself out of, but her voice is the light in the darkness. He wants the girl who pulled him through when his life was literally in the balance.

She's sworn off bikers. Can he pull through? Can she ever see past the lifestyle to the heart of the man behind the cut? Will they find their Forever Ride?


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About the Author

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Chelsea Camaron was born and raised in Coastal North Carolina. She currently resides in Southern Louisiana with her husband and two children but her heart is always Carolina day dreaming.

Chelsea always wanted to be a writer, but like most of us, let fear of the unknown grab a hold of her dream; she realized that if she was going to tell her daughter to go for her dreams, that it was time to follow her own advice.

Chelsea grew up turning wrenches alongside her father, and from that grew her love for old muscle cars and Harley Davidson motorcycles, which just so happened to inspired her ‘Daddy’s Girls’ series. Her love for reading has sparked a new love for writing and she currently has a few more projects in the works.

When she is not spending her days writing you can find her playing with her kids, attending car shows, going on motorcycle rides on the back of her husband’s Harley, snuggling down with her new favorite book or watching any movie that Vin Diesel might happen to be in.

She hates being serious and is still a big kid at heart. She is a small town country girl enjoying life and, Chelsea hopes that her readers remember not to take life too seriously and to embrace your inner five year old, because five year olds know how to enjoy the simple things in life and how to always have fun.




Giveaway!!
Kindle Paperwhite or $100 Amazon giftcard- winner choice + 5 Hellion Swag packs (internationally open)


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