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RUSH

RUSH ๐—ฅ๐—˜๐—Ÿ๐—˜๐—”๐—ฆ๐—˜ ๐—•๐—ข๐—ข๐—ฆ๐—ง!
โ€œ๐™„ ๐™ฌ๐™–๐™จ๐™ฃโ€™๐™ฉ ๐™จ๐™ช๐™ง๐™š ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™š๐™ญ๐™ฅ๐™š๐™˜๐™ฉ ๐™ฌ๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™ ๐™๐™ช๐™จ๐™, ๐™—๐™ช๐™ฉ ๐™‡๐˜ผ ๐˜พ๐™ค๐™ฉ๐™ฉ๐™ค๐™ฃ ๐™Ÿ๐™ช๐™จ๐™ฉ ๐™ข๐™–๐™™๐™š ๐™ข๐™š ๐™›๐™–๐™ก๐™ก ๐™ž๐™ฃ ๐™ก๐™ค๐™ซ๐™š ๐™ฌ๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™ ๐™– ๐™๐™ค๐™˜๐™ ๐™จ๐™ฉ๐™–๐™ง ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™ก๐™š๐™›๐™ฉ ๐™ข๐™š ๐™ฅ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™›๐™ค๐™ง ๐™ข๐™ค๐™ง๐™š.โ€ ~ Queen of the Books 18
Rush (Black Hearts Still Beat: The Beginning) is live!!!
Don’t miss this angsty, emotional rock star romance from L A Cotton

๐—•๐—จ๐—ฌ ๐—Ÿ๐—œ๐—ก๐—ž๐—ฆ 
RUSH: The Beginning (Black Hearts Still Beat #1)
Audio: coming soon

๐—ฃ๐—ฅ๐—˜๐—ข๐—ฅ๐——๐—˜๐—ฅ 
RISE: The Interlude (Black Hearts Still Beat #2)

๐—”๐—•๐—ข๐—จ๐—ง ๐—ง๐—›๐—˜ ๐—•๐—ข๐—ข๐—ž 
๐™๐™๐™š ๐™จ๐™ฌ๐™š๐™š๐™ฉ๐™๐™š๐™–๐™ง๐™ฉ ๐™ค๐™› ๐˜พ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ฃ๐™ฉ๐™ง๐™ฎ ๐™ž๐™จ ๐™–๐™—๐™ค๐™ช๐™ฉ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™จ๐™๐™ค๐™ฌ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™—๐™–๐™™ ๐™—๐™ค๐™ฎ๐™จ ๐™ค๐™› ๐™๐™ค๐™˜๐™ , ๐™ž๐™ฉ ๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™ก๐™ฎ ๐™ฉ๐™–๐™ ๐™š๐™จ ๐™– ๐™จ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™ก๐™š ๐™—๐™š๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™›๐™ค๐™ง ๐™š๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง๐™ฎ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™˜๐™๐™–๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™š.
Evangeline Walker knows how quickly everything can change.
But nothing can prepare her for the moment she meets Rafe Hunter.
Intense gray eyes.
Wicked smile.
Tattoos inked on his skin just begging to be touched. 
Those arenโ€™t the reasons Eva should stay away from him though.
The fact heโ€™s the bassist for Americaโ€™s hottest rock band is the reason she should run and never look back.
Everyone knows the greatest love stories all start somewhere.
… this is their beginning.

ABOUT LA COTTON:

Angsty. Edgy. Addictive Romance

Author of mature young adult and new adult novels, L A is happiest writing the kind of books she loves to read: addictive stories full of teenage angst, tension, twists and turns.

Home is a small town in the middle of England where she currently juggles being a full-time writer with being a mother/referee to two little people. In her spare time (and when sheโ€™s not camped out in front of the laptop) youโ€™ll most likely find L A immersed in a book, escaping the chaos that is life.


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WAXING POETIC FOR CHRISTMAS

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Book Title: Waxing Poetic for Christmas

Author: Mara Townsend

Publisher: Self-published

Cover Artist: Mara Townsend

Release Date: November 29, 2019

Genre/s: Contemporary New Adult Holiday MM Romance

Trope/s: Established relationship, first time kink exploration/BDSM, holiday romance

Themes: Trust, love, balance, excitement, holiday, sexy

Heat Rating: 4.5 – 5 flames (BDSM play and multiple sex scenes)

Length: 10 – 12k words/ 60-70 pages

It is a standalone story.

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Blurb Casey loves sitting in Santaโ€™s lap. That is, his holiday-obsessed boyfriend Nick is wearing nothing but a Santa hat and wants to know what Casey wants for Christmas. There is one thing, but itโ€™s something Caseyโ€™s been holding back on. Melting candle wax stirs a burning desire in him. All he wants for Christmas is to experience the hot drip on his bodyโ€ฆif he can find the courage to finally ask for it. All the sugar cookie-scented candles are making it hard to resist adding a kinky request to his wish list of gifts from his sexy St. Nick. With the holiday spirit driving him on, Casey asks Nick to give him a hot present heโ€™ll never forget. Itโ€™s the season of giving, after all, and this will be a gift they can share. Will Nick become Caseyโ€™s personal naughty Santa and fulfill his secret fantasy? Waxing Poetic for Christmas is a steamy holiday MM romance featuring kink discovery, wax play, holiday sweaters, and a sugary fireside HEA perfect for the holiday season. Excerpt Nick breaks out in laughter, pressing it to Caseyโ€™s temple in hot puffs that brush over his ear. Nick gives him a squeeze. He backs away from Casey and waves around a lone tube sock. Casey raises an eyebrow. โ€œReally, Nick?โ€ โ€œWhat? The tube sock method is a tried and true classic.โ€ Nick winks and flips the sock in the air once, catching it with a flourish. Heโ€™s so dramatic, but Casey loves it. โ€œWe donโ€™t have to live on campus to utilize it.โ€ โ€œI thought you just said we didnโ€™t have to worry about your roommates,โ€ Casey points out. โ€œI know. I did tell them we wanted some space for the night, but this is just a little extra precaution. Just in case they do end up coming up for air from their science project.โ€ Casey watches Nick dance down the hallway swinging the sock around. โ€œGrab the ice and the bowl of cold water, will you?โ€ Nick calls. Retrieving the last of their safety supplies, Casey trails after Nick into his bedroom. Nick admires his sock-hanging handy work like itโ€™s a Michelangelo in a museum. โ€œOhh, ahh,โ€ Casey deadpans. He hoists the bowl of water. โ€œHere.โ€ Nick takes it from him and sets it on the nightstand by a small fire extinguisher and pile of washcloths. โ€œDo you really think weโ€™ll need that?โ€ Casey gestures to the extinguisher. Nick throws him a boyish grin. โ€œFire safety first. Boy Scouts, dude.โ€ The snowman monstrosity of a shower curtain is open and spread across the floor, the cheerful pattern winking up at Casey. He sets the bag of ice down. โ€œOkay, last checks,โ€ Nick announces. He ticks off his fingers one by one. โ€œBathroom, protein bar, shaved?โ€ Casey nods along with each one. His stomach somersaults, but heโ€™s ready. โ€œDid you pick a safeword?โ€ Nick raises his eyebrows seriously. โ€œJust use stop lights.โ€ Nick nods in agreement. โ€œAlright. We wonโ€™t make this too long, either. I want to feel out what your tolerance is slowly without tiring you out too much.โ€ โ€œWhat about what I said? I want to take it.โ€ Caseyโ€™s cheeks burn with the truth of that statement. โ€œWhatever you want to give me.โ€ โ€œAnd slow and steady is what I want to give you.โ€ Nick reaches out and threads his fingers through Caseyโ€™s hair. โ€œGot it?โ€ โ€œYeah,โ€ Casey breathes. โ€œGet undressed. Leave your underwear on.โ€ Itโ€™s a command, not a request. Nickโ€™s gaze heats with it, pupils going dark with desire. Caseyโ€™s stomach bottoms out and he exhales a shaking breath before yanking his t-shirt over his head and flinging it at the bed. His flannel pants follow. Nick picks up and toys with a bottle of oil. As Casey strips, Nick grabs his fluffy Santa hat and sets it on his head so it sits askew. It pushes some of his wavy fringe into his eyes and he watches Casey as he waits for Nickโ€™s command. Nick waves to the shower curtain. โ€œKneel down in the middle. Hand on your thighs.โ€ Caseyโ€™s quick to follow directions, dropping to his knees. The plastic curtain crinkles and it sounds as loud in Caseyโ€™s ears as his breathing. A shiver ripples through his body. His nipples harden. Itโ€™s cold in the room, even with the buildingโ€™s heat on. While he waits, Nick lines up a few candles and a lighter. โ€œFirst things first,โ€ Nick murmurs. โ€œI want you to watch me.โ€ Nick doesnโ€™t even have to ask for that. Caseyโ€™s gaze is already glued to him as he lights one candle and lets the wax pool once it begins to melt. He holds the candle so it hovers over his exposed wrist. His gaze flickers to Casey. โ€œAre you watching, Case?โ€ โ€œYes,โ€ Casey whispers, eyes wide. โ€œGood.โ€ Nick waits a beat, moving the candle just enough so the flame dances. Then he allows a drop of melted wax to fall onto his wrist. Nick inhales through his nose and hums. The wax skips down, hardening into a pearly line across Nickโ€™s tan skin. โ€œNice,โ€ Nick murmurs. โ€œWant me to do another test drop?โ€ In his head, Casey says yes. What happens aloud is a sound thatโ€™s some approximation of an affirmative that half-lodges in Caseyโ€™s throat. He sucks his lips between his teeth, eyes trained on Nickโ€™s wrist. Theyโ€™ve barely started and already his chest is expanding, pulse thrumming beneath his skin in anticipation. Casey swallows thickly and resists the urge to shift on his knees, keeping still under Nickโ€™s gaze.

About the Author

Mara Townsend is a bisexual indie author of LGBTQ+ romances. She loves to explore intimate relationship development of the feels-inducing variety to invoke the eternal just kiss plea from the reader, as well as crafting strong platonic friendships with heaps of heart and soul. Her stories showcase diverse representation, love stories with realistic emotionsโ€”never mindless fluff, a healthy dose of humor, and a side helping of her favorite tropes.

She hangs out in fan communities online and learned how to write the kind of stories that sheโ€™s passionate about through experimental character-driven fiction based in her favorite worlds. When not writing, she can be found soaking up sunshine at the beach, traveling the world to fill in her passport, perpetually collecting plants, and reading as many fake-dating romance books as she can find.

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Sweet Vengeance by Danielle Norman




Title: Sweet Vengeance
Series: Iron Ladies #2
Author: Danielle Norman
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: December 10, 2019



Blurb

The handoff of an orchid colored card was all it took to call the Iron Ladies, a whisper network of women.
They specialized in bringing abusive men to their knees.
Men who abused women and abused power, men like the Camdenโ€™s.

Sunday Prescott was a tech goddess, cyber espionage was her specialty. 
During her latest assignment, she uncovered more than she ever hoped for: Bo Camden.
He was just like his father, right?
But the butterflies in her stomach told her something different. 
And the touch of his lips left her breathless. 

She was torn between  sleeping with the enemy or getting vengeance…Sweet Vengeance.







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Excerpt

Sunday

“I really enjoyed our dinner. Thank you for going with me.” Bo paused. “Crap, that’s my dad’s voice, come on.” He wrapped Sunday’s hand in his and pulled her forward just as his father and the group of men he was with rounded the corner, Bo sank deeper into the bushes, pulling Sunday against him. She glanced up; they were so close, she could feel his warm breath on her face, smell the toasted sugar from the Crรจme Brรปlรฉe they had shared. As swiftly as he had reacted and pulled her into him, he lowered his mouth to hers.
The breeze whipped through her hair, the branches of the shrub poked into her skin, but nothing was going to make her pull away. She couldn’t believe that she was acting so scandalous, so unprofessional, so Adeline.
That lost thought made her smile.
Bo didn’t break their connection as he opened one eye to stare at her. Sunday wondered if his father had walked past yet.
“Your dad?” She tried to whisper around his lips that were still on hers.
“He’s right behind you,” Bo whispered against Sunday’s lips before resuming his assault on her mouth.
Sunday used these last few seconds, however long she had to examine him, feel him, how firm were his muscles, his chest? She ran one hand along the placket of his shirt, her fingers lightly slipping between the buttons to touch his undershirt. She had been expecting warm skin. The disappointment was like picking up a glass and expecting to drink soda, but after you swallowed, discovering it was plain ole water. It was startling enough to pull Sunday back to her senses. She looked up and realized that Kai was long gone. Her cheeks turned a rosy pink. Bo noticeably stiffened. He must have been bracing himself for her rising anger. But she refused to give it to him–she had wanted that kiss just as much. Instead, she let out a huff and marched off, no shouts, no witty comebacks, nothing.
“Come on, Sunday, please. You can’t tell me you didn’t like it. It was wonderful. Admit it. I mean . . . I liked it. I wanted to kiss you. I’ve been wanting to kiss you.โ€

***

Bo

He stood under the scorching hot water flow over his body. Maybe it would wake him up and make him realize that sharing a room with Sunday Prescott was a big mistake. The woman had no clue that her innocence was a turn on, making her a bit beguiling. He was allowing the lower half to think for the upper half. But he needed to relieve this pressure, this ache he had for that infuriating woman.
Thoughts of her fiery temper and her bright smile filled his mind as he slid his hand down his growing penis. Squeezing the base, he released a guttural moan. The water sloshing over him aided him as he stroked from the shaft upward, his thumb capturing at the underside of the head.
Her laughter. He stroked slowly and steadily and then quickened.
Her damn scent. He stroked faster as the release built inside him. The way her lips felt on his. The storm that had brewed inside him thundered out with each thrust of his hips into the air, no warm woman, no Sunday.






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Before becoming a romance writer, Danielle was a body double for Heidi Klum and a backup singer for Adele. Now, she spends her days trying to play keep away from Theo James who wonโ€™t stop calling her or asking her out. 

And all of this happens before she wakes up and faces reality where in fact she is a 50 something mom with grown kids, she’s been married longer than Theoโ€™s been alive, and now get her kicks riding a Harley.

As far as her body, she can thank, Ben & Jerryโ€™s for that as well as gravity and vodka. But she says that she could never be Adeleโ€™s backup since she never stops saying the F-word long enough to actually sing.

Danielle writes about kickass women with even better shoes and the men that try to tame them (silly silly men).


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Demon Bound

Title: Demon Bound
Author: Chris Cannon
Genre: YA Urban Fantasy
Publisher: Entangled Teen
Publication Date: January 6th, 2019
Blurb:
When a summoning goes awry, suddenly booknerd Meenaโ€™s summer job becomes something drastically different. Instead of cleaning eccentric Carolโ€™s house, sheโ€™s bound to a demon as his soul-collector. Soon Meena discovers that the boring, pageant-obsessed, bonfire-loving town that sheโ€™s never fit in to is a hotbed for soul-sucking demons, demon-hunting witches, and vampires who just wanna have funโ€ฆ And then she comes into her own powers.
Could things get any stranger? Good thing she meets new guy Jakeโ€”who gets her and still hangs around.
When Jakeโ€™s mom sends him off to his Aunt Zeldaโ€™s for the summer, he thought heโ€™d be bored. But nothing is what it seems in this town. His aunt isnโ€™t just odd, sheโ€™s a witch who fights demons and tries to maintain the magical balance of the town. Jake should get the hell out of there and, he would leave, except for bad-ass newbie witch Meena, who looks at him like he matters.
He never counted on sticking around, but Meenaโ€™s bound to a demon who wants to destroy her soulโ€”and Jakeโ€™s finally found someone worth fighting for.
Chris Cannon is the award-winning author of the Going Down In Flames series and the Boyfriend Chronicles. She lives in Southern Illinois with her husband and several furry beasts.
She believes coffee is the Elixir of Life. Most evenings after work, you can find her sucking down caffeine and writing fire-breathing paranormal adventures or romantic comedies. You can find her online at www.chriscannonauthor.com.
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Guts & Glory: Walker by Jeanne St. James

You can lie down and give up or you can rise and keep going…
Guts & Glory: Walker by Jeanne St. James releases on December 7th!
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Walkerโ€™s been living life by this motto since the age of twenty when the girl he planned his future with shattered his heart and left a hole in his soul. His time in the military, and current job at In the Shadows Security, have kept him moving but heโ€™s always felt the ache of that loss.
From the outside Ellie McMaster has led a seemingly perfect life, big house, rich adoring husband, fancy cars. But itโ€™s all been a huge lie, one that started nineteen years ago when she walked away from her first love and the boy who stole her heart. Now time has run out for her and with nowhere to go and nothing left to lose sheโ€™ll have to face down the pain of the past in hopes of saving her future. But Trace Walker isnโ€™t the young carefree teenager she remembers, heโ€™s now a muscle-bound titan with nothing but hurt and anger shining in his blue eyes. His time in the Army as a Night Stalker wasnโ€™t easy, and he didnโ€™t return home whole. Will he open himself up again and face the risks that come with having Ellie back in his life, back in his heart? Can this be their shot at a happily ever after, or their final goodbye? Note: Walker is the fourth book of the Guts & Glory series, a six-book spin-off from my Dirty Angels MC series. While itโ€™s recommended to read both series in order, each book can be read as a stand-alone. As with all my books, this has an HEA, no cliffhanger or cheating.
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******* Photographer/Cover artist: Golden Czermak at FuriousFotog https://www.facebook.com/FuriousFotog Model: Brian Silvers https://www.facebook.com/TotalBodyBrian/ About the Author: JEANNE ST. JAMES is a USA Today bestselling romance author who loves an alpha male (or two). She was only 13 when she started writing and her first paid published piece was an story in Playgirl magazine. Her first romance novel, Banged Up, was published in 2009. It was rereleased recently under the title Damaged and became a USA Today bestseller. She is happily owned by farting French bulldogs. She writes M/F, M/M, and M/M/F mรฉnages. Connect with Jeanne! Website — http://www.jeannestjames.com Facebook — https://www.facebook.com/JeanneStJamesAuthor/ Bookbub — http://bit.ly/2EkVRSd Instagram — https://www.instagram.com/jeannestjames/ Newsletter —