Excerpt Reveal – Wicked Sexy by J.T. Geissinger

J.T. Geissinger’s WICKED SEXY is releasing from Jack’s House Publishing on July 18th – but we just couldn’t wait to give you a sneak peek! See the stunning new cover, check out an excerpt below, and enter to win an Amazon giftcard!

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A badass ex-Special Ops officer and a smartass hacker fight a dangerous enemy…and a blistering attraction to each other.

Connor Hughes is an ex-special ops officer, CEO of Metrix Security, and bonafide badass. His private security firm is renowned for its effectiveness. He’s renowned for his lethal precision and iron self-control. But when the former Marine meets a gorgeous young hacker with a mouth as smart as her brain, his control unravels in ways he never could have predicted.

Tabitha West is a genius MIT dropout with a bad attitude, an obsession with Hello Kitty and piercings in unmentionable places. Tabby amuses herself by outwitting the most secure technology systems on the planet. Known in hacker circles as Polaroid due to her photographic memory, she’s as secretive as she is accustomed to working alone. So when Connor decides she’s the only one who can help him catch a cyber criminal intent on taking down one of his clients, she tells him exactly where he can stick it.

But when the cyber criminal turns out to be the Hannibal Lecter of computer crime—and a dark presence from Tabby’s past—Tabby and Connor are drawn into a dangerous game of cat and mouse. They quickly find themselves fighting not only their common enemy, but also an explosive desire that threatens to consume them.

When the stakes are this high and the game this deadly, will falling in love be the most dangerous move of all?

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For a moment Connor just examines my face in silence. There’s a strange tension in him, a stillness, like a held breath but in his entire body. Then he abruptly swings around in his seat so he’s facing me, his massive thighs on either side of my bar stool, his booted feet planted on the floor.

Trapping me.

“What do you think you’re doing?” I ask, my voice high with panic.

“Got something to say to you. It’s important, so don’t talk until the end.”

He looks dangerously intense. His dark eyes are heated, drilling into mine. His cheeks are flushed from the fire, or from something else, but I don’t have time to think about what that something else might be because he opens his mouth and starts to speak, and my brain faints dead away, leaving me to fend for myself.

“I want you. Bad. Don’t know exactly why, you’re a complete pain in my ass and pretty much the most contrary, foul-tempered woman I’ve ever met, and you’ve made it really clear what you think about me, but every time I look at you I have an almost overpowering urge to touch you, kiss you, do a lot of bad things to you, and I don’t know how to manage it. Yeah, it might be more prudent for me to keep this shit to myself, but I know that when you don’t talk about shit it festers, gets worse, and if the way I feel about you gets any worse I won’t be able to put my goddamn shoes on in the morning. So I’m putting it out there.”

He takes a breath. Deeply shocked, I stare at him with my mouth open, my heart up in my throat.

“We’re both professionals. We have a job to do. And I don’t mix business with pleasure. Ever. But the way I figure it, we’ve got one more night until the work actually starts, and if I don’t do something to get you straight in my head I won’t be able to do the job at all.”

He stops abruptly. Then he waits, watching me with unwavering intensity as I attempt to digest what just happened.

I whisper in disbelief, “You’re propositioning me?”

His gaze drops to my lips. When he looks back into my eyes, his own are burning. “You liked that kiss.”

He gives me time to deny it, but I don’t. How could I? We both know I’d be lying.

He adds, “And you called me hot, so I know you don’t think I’m a complete troll, even though you act like you do.”

“That was an accident.”

“Yep.” He nods. “And you fuckin’ hated yourself for it. Which is why I know it was true.”

Things are happening in my body. My nipples harden, my breath quickens, there is a distinctive throb and ache between my legs. All because this jarhead I hate just told me he wants to do bad things to me.

Bad things. Dear God, were any two sexier words ever spoken?

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WICKED BEAUTIFUL will be re-releasing from Jack’s House Publishing on July 11th – add it to your Goodreads list here!

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Life coach and best-selling author Victoria Price has it all: a successful career, fabulous friends, a fantastic penthouse in Manhattan. What she doesn’t have—and doesn’t want—is a husband. Fifteen years ago her high school flame broke her heart so badly she swore she’d never love again. Now she makes millions teaching other women how to be just like her: a ruthless bitch.

Drop-dead sexy restauranteur and infamous playboy Parker Maxwell has only three rules for the women he dates: no questions about his past, no expectations for the future, and no spending the night. When he meets Victoria, however, he’s willing to break his own rules if it means sating the explosive desire she arouses in him. What he doesn’t know is that the alluring Victoria Price used to be the mousy Isabel Diaz, the girl he deflowered and dumped long ago.

Presented with a perfect opportunity for revenge, Victoria decides the game is on. But when her connection with Parker proves more than just skin deep, she has to make a choice: continue with her plan for payback, or risk her career, her reputation, and her heart by taking a second chance on love?

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J.T. Geissinger is an award winning and best-selling author of dark, sexy romance.

She is the recipient of the Prism Award for Best First Book, the Golden Quill Award for Best Paranormal/Urban Fantasy, and was a finalist for the prestigious RITA© Award from the Romance Writers of America. Her work has also finaled in the Booksellers’ Best, National Readers’ Choice, and Daphne du Maurier Awards.

She lives in California with her husband, on whom all her heroes are based.

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Excerpt Tour – Bound by Jennifer Foor

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How many times can someone be forgiven? How long does it take for a man to change? What if the person you’re married to isn’t who you’re in love with anymore?

What if infidelities have caused a person to lose trust and hope in their relationship?

I don’t recognize the woman I’ve become.

I’m bored. Lonely. Unsatisfied. Weak.

It’s crippling me.

After seven years of marriage I’m throwing in the towel and starting over.

Bennington Winthrop is my boss. He’s made it clear he wants me. When I think my life can’t get more complicated I become involved in a sexual relationship that both terrifies and excites me. I can’t resist the pleasure, or the pain he gives me. I need to feel something again, even if I get lost along the way.

I have to decide if his lifestyle is the change I’m looking for or something I need to run from and never look back.

I’m Macy Stone, and this is how I let go of the woman I used to be in order to discover hidden desires I never knew could exist. My only obstacle now is coming to terms with the consequences, and being able to accept who I’ve become.

 

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Our legal team was spending countless hours gathering as much evidence to ensure a win. It was also the same day I’d gotten the bad news about my inability to conceive a child. I was out of sorts, unable to stay focused with such a burden on my mind. Ben was the first to notice, and suggested I head into my office and take a break for a little while. It wasn’t uncommon for my associates to stay overnight during this process; so most of us had at least a couch in our office for such times. I knew I’d be of little help to them in my current state, but I wasn’t prepared to go home and tell Frank the terrible devastating news. I’d only been asleep for a few hours when I woke to the sound of a loud bang. I sat up and looked around my dark office to find I was still alone. I got up and first peeked down the hallway to discover it was also dark and vacant.

I followed the sounds of muffled voices until I came to Ben’s office. We all had windows with mini-blinds on them, which most of us kept closed for privacy. At the same time I reached for the handle to open his door, I watched something crash into the metal blinds. It was definitely a body, and once I came to my senses I realized it wasn’t in violence. I heard laughing before backing away from the door. Next came the sounds of two people in the act of fornicating.

I’m in such shock I’m unable to move. My body remains in the same position as I listen in amazement. That’s when I get my first inclination that this isn’t a one on one encounter. I hear another man’s voice and then a higher pitched female. The men are talking to one another about switching. This heightens my interest, and as I loom in to peer through a small wedge of window blind, I’m struck with awe over what I find.

A brunette female dressed in full leather stands in the corner. Her breasts are busting out of the top of the corset. She has a camera in her hand and keeps her eyes fixed on Ben and the blonde. A petite redhead pulls another male close to them and begins making out with him only to shove him away. I place my hand over my mouth as I continue to stare through the tiny fold. This has to be a dream, I tell myself. There is no way my boss would be involved in such mischief at the office. He’s not this kind of man. He wouldn’t dare do this.

But as much as I want to believe it’s not real, I know I can’t deny what is unfolding in front of me.

The woman in the leather tells them to switch and both men stand at attention. I watch as they fall to their knees and await her to approach. She takes one of her feet and shoves Ben down on his back before proceeding to sit on his face. Then she pulls the blonde he was banging closer in order to taste her.

I have to turn away. I feel hot and bothered, but also wretched and ashamed. This is inappropriate. I’ve been married long enough to know this is something I’d never partake in. Foursomes. Orgies. Seeing this unfold was enough to make me question looking for a new job.

I called out sick that next morning to see if I could shake the uncomfortable feelings enough to be able to face him in the office.

The following day he stopped me in the parking lot before I could rush in and hide behind piles of paperwork. He was calm and collected, making me feel as if he had no clue what I’d witnessed, up until he spoke.

“Did you like what you saw the other night? For someone who claims to be straight and narrow I got the inclination you wished you could join us.”

I shake my head and begin to walk away, as if I can distance us enough to halt the conversation. “I have no idea what you’re talking about, Ben.”

He hasn’t followed me, but as I turn to double check I see him standing tall with his hands in his pockets. The grin on his face says it all. “I like when people watch, Mrs. Stone, especially the ones who claim to be off limits.”

I have no idea what makes me spin around and rush toward him. “How dare you imply that I was anything but disgusted? You’re sick!”

“You’re in denial.”

For a moment we stare into each other’s eyes. He’s focused and relaxed, while I’m shaking so badly I know he can see. “I’m going to pretend this conversation never happened, because as far as I’m concerned I want it wiped from my memory. Do us both a favor and give up. I’m happily married, Ben. I’m not interested in fooling around with my associate.”

“You know where to find me when you change your mind, and trust me, Macy, you will.”

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She is married with She’s best known for the Mitchell Family Series, which includes ten books.two children and spends most of her time behind a keyboard, writing stories that come from her heart.

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Cover Reveal – Dirty Work by Chelle Bliss & Brenda Rothert

Authors – Chelle Bliss & Brenda Rothert

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Release Date – July 26, 2016

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After serving his country with distinction on the battlefield, there’s only one place left for Jude Titan to fight – Washington, DC. The people of the great state of Illinois welcomed home their hero, and it’s because of them that he’s running for Congress. #TrustTitan

But there’s a problem. His opponent, Reagan Preston, is a temptation he can’t afford.

Reagan Preston grew up in politics, groomed from an early age to carry on the family tradition. She’s in the biggest fight of her life against the golden boy, Jude Titan. It’s an uphill battle against one of the most eligible bachelors in Chicago, but she’s ready. With the backing of her family and friends, her campaign is a force to be reckoned with. #PurePreston

What starts out as a fight for the ages turns into an attraction so intense they’ll both risk ruin for it. #PoliticsIsFilthy #DirtyWork

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Chelle Bliss, USA Today Bestselling author, currently lives near the Gulf of Mexico, but hates sand. She’s a full-time writer, time-waster extraordinaire, social media addict, and coffee fiend. She loves spending her free time with her 2 cats, hamster, and alpha male boyfriend.

Brenda Rothert is an Illinois native who was a print journalist for nine years. She made the jump from fact to fiction in 2013 and never looked back. From new adult to steamy contemporary romance, Brenda creates fresh characters in every story she tells. She’s a lover of Diet Coke, chocolate, lazy weekends and happily ever afters.

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Book Blitz – Blood Tide by Elaine Meece

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Blackmail, murder, secrets, and lies brew a storm over the peaceful coastal town of Moose Point, Alaska.
After seven years, Jessica returns home for her father’s funeral. It’s her six old son’s first visit to the small fishing community. She receives an anonymous note stating her dad’s death wasn’t an accident. To get justice, she has to depend on the new police chief. But she harbors a secret. A secret she doesn’t want him to know.
Keegan has never forgiven Jessica for the past. Once the case is solved, he wants to get the hell away from her. But when he reopens her father’s case, it raises questions and puts Jessica and her son in jeopardy.
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“I can’t believe it’s over,” Jessica Beck whispered to her brother-in-law. “I never thought it would end like this.”

“I’m still in total shock,” Keegan replied—his voice low. “Daniel wasn’t a spy.”

“He was a lot of things, but definitely not a spy.”

Her husband, Daniel, had been convicted of espionage while on a photo shoot for News Weekly. He’d always been a manipulator, playing games with people’s lives. Odd, that before he died, he’d lost all control of his own.

She recalled the scene of his execution in a Middle East village shown on a viral video. They had warned the images were graphic, but still she had watched. She released a pent up breath that came out in short, broken sobs. “It was horrible.”

“I hate you saw that.” Keegan’s hand remained on her back, rubbing gently.

For the last hour, she had innocently lain in Keegan’s arms, waiting for her pain to ease. She gripped his shoulders, her face pressed into his chest. She needed his strength. His strong arms held her tightly against him as he too grieved for his younger brother.

Until now, it had been over four years since Keegan had spoken to her. His last words had been said at her and Daniel’s wedding.

Congratulations. You deserve one another.

After their wedding, Keegan joined the Army and had only been back home three months but in time to see Daniel at Christmas.

It surprised her he’d stopped by to console her. Now here he was, holding her. It was as if they’d gone back in time. They’d been high school sweethearts until the day his youngest brother, Michael died from a snowmobile accident. She’d been driving. She was the one Keegan blamed. Then when she’d started dating Daniel, his resentment grew.

He had had two brothers, and she’d managed to take them both, leaving him with nothing.

Had he finally forgiven her?

Emotions swelled in her over the loss of Michael, Daniel, and the relationship she’d once cherished with Keegan. The Beck brothers had played a major role in her life in one way or another.

A whimper escaped her lips, and she gasped for breath.

Keegan patted her back. “I know it hurts. I hurt too. Let it out, Jessica. I’m here for you.”

She squeezed him tighter. “I feel so guilty.”

“Shh…you shouldn’t.”

“But, you don’t understand.” She sniffed a few times, then cleared her throat. “Daniel was so hateful the last time he was home, I wished he’d never come back. And now he’s dead.”

“Oh, Jess. That doesn’t mean you caused it. Daniel knew the risks involved.” He paused. “He could be a real ass at times. Did you tell my mom?”

 

“I was too embarrassed to tell anyone. He wouldn’t even sleep in the same room with me. I tried so hard to be a good wife and to please him. But he wouldn’t let me.”

“Daniel was my brother, and I never could figure him out. He didn’t deserve you.”

But there was another reason she’d made the fatal wish. One she wouldn’t tell Keegan. During the interview with a young woman photographer who’d been on the trip with Daniel, Jessica realized the truth. This woman had his love and made him happy. This sleek, exotic, beautiful woman pleased him in bed, not her.

And now that he would never return to Alaska, guilt blended with grief to increase her pain.

“I didn’t love Daniel, but I did care about him. I would’ve never wished him the agonizing torture he’d endured or the brutal execution that became his fate.”

“I know, Jess.”

When a trembling sigh escaped her, Keegan held her closer.

The late hour didn’t matter.

For two months since Daniels abduction, she’d lived in limbo. It had happened no sooner than his team had crossed the border.

Earlier that evening the news media had pursued her as though she were a celebrity, stalking her and shoving microphones in her face. But Keegan had made them leave, even threatening several with bodily harm.

Light flickered from the lamp beside the bed, bothering her tired, sensitive eyes. She’d intended to replace the bulb but kept forgetting to.

The only sounds in the house were the rhythmic ticking from the clock and the thermostat switching on and off.

With her face against him, she listened to Keegan’s heart beating. It beat out the song of life. This reminded her of when they used to lay in the hammock together as teens.

“It’s all right, Jess. You’re going to get through this,” he whispered, his warm breath softly caressing her ear. His mouth lingered.

He smelled like wood in a fireplace, evergreen, and the scent of a virile man. It felt so right to be in his arms.

Finally, the light bulb blew, leaving them in darkness.

In those dark moments, her lips found Keegan’s.

The first kiss revealed light affection.

Comforting. So comforting.

Jessica’s pain eased slightly.

The kisses grew in intensity, driven by her grief.

She couldn’t stop touching him as her hands kneaded his shoulders and arms. He kissed down her neck before finding her mouth again.

Stop the pain.

Just stop the damn pain.

The deeper his tongue swept the depths of her mouth, the more her grief and guilt diminished. His large, rough hands eased over her sensitive skin as he pushed her flannel gown up over her head, leaving her naked. Sexual impulses surged through her. Her hands fumbled with his belt, then she unsnapped his pants.

She couldn’t think.

Refused to think.

She needed to feel loved, but most of all she needed to feel alive.

The touch of his lips to her nipple made her moan as she raked her fingers through his dark hair. The desire that hummed between her thighs intensified. “I need you, Keegan.”

“Oh, God, Jessica. I can’t stop.”

As his mouth returned to hers, he mounted her, urgently parting her legs with his knee. She raised her hips guiding him. He thrust forward, driving deep inside her, causing her to whimper.

Their flesh heated as his pelvis pounded against her. The heat from his muscular body made her skin sizzle.

Sweet, hungry passion drove Jessica until they both cried out in ecstasy.

Their passionate cries immediately transformed into sounds of distress as Jessica acknowledged what had just happened.

Keegan broke into deep sobs. His body shook violently, and he cried out like a wounded animal. He rolled over on his back, pushing her aside, draping his arm over his eyes as he grieved.

Her own body fell limp like seaweed, drained of any energy from the despair that consumed her.

Oh, my God, what have I done?

Guilt and remorse pushed upward from Jessica’s stomach to her throat, making her gag.  Adulteress.

No. . . .no, I’m not.

But her reassurance didn’t stop her from feeling like a sordid seductress.

Poor Keegan. What must he be feeling?

Keegan, are you all right?” He inhaled a deep ragged breath.

“No, I’m not. I just had sex with my brother’s wife. Shit, he’s not even buried yet.”

 

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I am a former elementary school teacher. Now, I am devoting all of time to writing.
I’ve been married a very long time to Prince Charming. No, Cinderella or Snow White didn’t get him. I did. Geoffrey supports my writing. Wicked step-mothers? We won’t go there.
I have three daughters: Valencia, Alicia, and Francesca. They help edit my writing and encourage me to continue. I have three granddaughters: Alyssa Nicol and Sophia Noelle, and Amelia Rose.
My hobbies are kayaking, white water rafting, tubing rivers, and hiking. I have performed these activities all over — Alaska, Mexico, Belize, and Maine. My favorite river is the Current River in Missouri.
I sing with the Bartlett United Methodist Church Choir. I am a member of the Memphis Scottish Society and the Rhodes MasterSingers Chorale.
This past summer we hiked to the base of Bryce Canyon and back up.

Blog Tour – No Simple Sacrifice by Angel Payne & Victoria Blue

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If I could turn back time…

You know what they say about wishing for the impossible.

My name is Talia Perizkova, and time is usually my best friend. It’s been good to me in the months since I left the man who nearly killed me, and I’ve returned the favor by working hard at Stone Global Corp, even getting promoted to lead one of SGC’s key expansion projects.

There’s only one mar on that record. The night I told time to kiss my ass, during a business trip to Vegas with my bosses–yes, my bosses–and experienced a night for the record books with them both. But what happened in the City of Sin refuses to stay there for any of us, and time has joined forces with his pal, karma, to exact payback where it most matters. In my heart.

Fletcher Ford. Drake Newland. They’re two of the business world’s sexiest, most sought-after bachelors, and I’ve fallen for them both. Their passion is everything I crave, their protection is everything I need–and their love is everything my orthodox family will never let me accept.

The solution, according to them, is simple. One man steps down, so at least two of us are happy.

I could find a way…

But sacrifices are rarely simple, and one plus one doesn’t always equal happily-ever-after. That means all three of us have some huge, hard decisions to make. Take a chance on this rare love we’ve been given…or give in to fear, and lose each other forever?

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Angel Payne

Hi there. I’m Angel: book lover, writing addict, hopeless romantic, pop culture geek and avid shoe lover.

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I’ve been hooked on books since I was a kid but it got worse in my twenties, when I discovered romances–the hotter, the better. Growing up in Southern California, with lots of surfer manliness surrounded me, was certainly a good boost for reading about delicious alpha guys and the women who adore them. When I learned I had a knack for telling these stories too, I guess you could say I was doomed–though my path toward romance novelist took a few detours via a concert-reviewing gig for my college newspaper (free show tickets…backstage passes…that was a no-brainer), artist interviews for a Beverly Hills dance music mag, personal assistant work for a record producer, dance club disc jockey, and a lot of fun in the hospitality industry.

These days, I still live in California, and have found an amazing alpha guy of my own who was brave enough to marry me. We live on a street that looks like Brigadoon, with our beautiful daughter. I have the best life ever, and never forget to thank the Big Guy Upstairs for it, either.

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Victoria Blue lives in her own portion of the galaxy known as Southern California. There she finds the love and life sustaining power of one amazing sun, two unique and awe inspiring planets and three indifferent, yet comforting moons. Life is fantastic and challenging and everyday brings new adventures to be discovered. She looks forward to seeing what’s next!

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