RELEASE BLITZ~~BRO' BY JOANNA BLAKE

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I can't stand a BRO'. You know the type. Rich, hot, tan, full of himself. Well, I've got one under my skin and he's driving me insane. The worst part is, he knows it.

Clayton Westfield isn't my friend or even just a classmate. He's something even more annoying. My mother Dana works for the Westfield's and we live in their house. Well, above the garage really. Clayton is just a few years older so I've known him all my life. We even went to the same private school.

He's rich, he's loud, he's full of himself. He's a BRO' in the worst sense of the word.

And I can't take my eyes off of him. He knows it too. He has a lot of fun posing for me by the pool, half naked or worse. But the jokes on him because after freshman year of college, I finally grew boobs.

Now it's summer and he's the one who can't keep his eyes off of me.

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His hands were on my hips, dragging me against his body. His lips found mine. I opened my mouth for air- out of surprise- and his tongue swooped inside my mouth.

He leaned over me, molding his body against mine. His hand slipped down, yanking my thigh up to his waist. Then he maneuvered himself between my legs so that I could feel him.

Oh God.

Clay was hard.

Really, really hard.

I heard a soft, needy whimpering sound and realized it was coming from me. My hands were all over his chest, shoulders and arms. I’d waited a long time to touch him, and even though I knew it was a bad idea, I couldn’t seem to help myself.

“Jesus Nev, you feel good.”

He came up for air and was staring down at me. He looked perplexed, hungry and very very horny. For me. I knew it was for me.

He dipped down a little and scooped his hips up, circling his cock against me. I felt him slide the skirt of my maids uniform upwards and grind himself into my panties. His fingers traced the edge of them.

“I can’t believe I am finding Grannie Panties this fucking hot. Promise me you’ll never wear a thong Nev. I’m not sure I would survive it.”

He kissed me again, his tongue swirling into my mouth. He had one hand on my ass, holding me in place so he could work himself against me. His other hand was moving restlessly upwards until it closed over my breast.

We moaned in unison at the contact.

Then he pulled away a little bit and reached down.

He was sliding my panties down.

That’s when it hit me. Clayton Westfield was trying to fuck me in the servants pantry. He was going to try and fuck me. Here.

Oh hell NO.

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RELEASE BLITZ~~FIGHTING ENVY BY JENNIFER MILLER

Some people get a tattoo - a piece of art that enhances or reveals something about them that they like. Other people, like me, are branded by something - actions or words. "No one will ever love you, Rowan, you're not worthy." Those are the words that created my blemish, my scar, my mark upon my soul. They were words whispered by the woman who should have loved me most. But in the darkest moment of my life, one where I stood abandoned and alone, one man proved to me that she was wrong. 

When I desperately needed someone, MMA fighter Jackson Stone crashed into my life. He wasn't the one who should have been there, but he was exactly the person I needed He believed that only fools live in the past. He showed me that a real relationship is full of dreams, faith, trust and passion. He taught me that love is worth fighting for - even when it's unexpected and more of a collision of hearts and souls. He proved that the wrong man at the right moment can heal everything.

He hands me a paper and a pen from his desk and surprises me when he takes Lily from me. “Hi sweet girl, wanna play in your bouncer while I go through an order? Do you?” His baby talk is adorable. “Are you sure you want to keep her in here? I can bring her and her bouncer with me.” “She’s fine.” He kisses me on my cheek and walks to her seat to buckle her in. He keeps smiling and talking to her the whole time and my heart lurches. I love him. I am in love with this man. The thought hits me like a freight train, but it makes complete sense. He has completely taken over my heart and clearly that of my daughters given the way she’s taken to him. She greets him with squeals when he comes over and reaches for him to hold her. Standing there with the realization that I’m in love makes me immobile.

Author Jennifer Miller was born and raised in Chicago, Illinois but now calls Arizona home.  Her love of reading began when she was a small child, and only continued to grow as she entered adulthood.  Ever since winning a writing contest at the young age of nine, when she wrote a book about a girl with a pet unicorn, she’s dreamed of writing a book of her own.  The important lesson she learned about dreams is that they don’t just fall into your lap – you have to chase them yourself.  Most importantly, she is a wife and mother, and is very lucky to have a family that loves and supports her in all things.  She also has an unhealthy addiction to handbags and chocolate covered strawberries, neither of which she cares to work on.  For more information about Jennifer Miller, please visit www.jennifermillerwrites.com

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Other books by Jennifer Miller

Pretty Little Lies

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Pretty Little Dreams

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Pretty Little Vows – A Novella

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Perfect Little Plan

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Whispering Wishes

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RELEASE BLITZ~~SAVING DANCER (SAVAGE BROTHERS MC BOOK 2) BY JORDAN MARIE

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Carrie

I’ve been in love with Jacob Blake since he picked me up in his strong arms. He held me close and promised me everything would be okay. I knew then, I had met the man who would own my heart forever. I was five years old. As the years went by, the need and longing for Jacob only increased—at least on my side. Jacob has never seen me as more than his kid sister’s best friend. I’ve spent my life chasing after Jacob and trying to make him see I’m more than just his sister’s little friend. I never dreamed that by trying to show Jacob how much I loved him, I would also destroy him. One night...one night that held so much promise, but ultimately destroyed the man I love and broke him in so many pieces, that I don’t know if he can be mended back together.

Jacob “Dancer” Blake

I’m finally home. Out of the hell hole I had been trapped in since killing another man. With the thrust of my knife everything changed. That night I ended two lives, the scum who had been trying to rape my little sister’s friend... and my own. The other man got the easier out. I live and breathe in a hell I’ll never escape. My brothers look at me with pity in their eyes. It cuts my insides out. There’s trouble in the club, trouble all around us and I have to get my head straight. I have to be able to help them. Trouble is, I can’t even help myself. I just keep piling the mistakes up. Carrie just might be my biggest mistake yet. Now it’s another night that’s haunting me--a night that I keep repeating even if I shouldn’t. I’m so trapped in the darkness that I can’t stop myself from going back because she is light. She wants to save me. You can’t save something as lost as I am. I’m going to destroy her. I’ve warned her. Now I’ll show her.

Once again Jordan you continue to blow me away. This story has left me in tears and an emotional blubbering mess. From the first page to the last SAVING DANCER will grip you while it takes you on an incredibly emotional journey of a man who has been through hell and back, and the one woman who might be able to finally set him free. I was desperate to learn more about these characters and the mysteries surrounding them. I cannot and will not ever have enough of the men of SAVAGE MC. I find myself hanging on to every word until I'm out of breath and gasping for air.

Jacob "Dancer" Blake is finally released and back home, but inside his mind is the demons that still haunt him from his time in prison. Carrie has been in love with Jacob since she was little girl but he never saw her as nothing more than his sister's best friend and the woman responsible for him being locked up. This patient, beautiful, and extraordinary woman wants to be the one to chase away his demons and win his heart. Unfortunately this stubborn man has all but given up hope and doesn't believe that he's good enough for her.

From their you're taken on a ride of EMOTIONAL proportions. How does one survive something so incredibly horrendous? How do you keep your head intact and your soul alive when HE can't even sleep without feeling his devil's evil touch? SAVING DANCER shows us what the strength of love can really do. Love can keep you going when you feel all is lost. Love can give you strength when your choices are taken away from you. Love can help you survive when your hope is slowly fading away. Love heals and chases away the darkness.

What an incredible, engrossing, and heartbreaking read. Jacob's story is a book everyone should read. Everyone has been through some darkness in their lives. Everyone has felt pain, sorrow, and loss. Diving into this book will help you remember to never give up hope. Kudos Jordan for telling a story and giving us characters who will forever be in my heart and soul.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” Jacob asks and I want to just tell him, let it all out and tell him. I don’t. I’m afraid. To go from having him hate me and wanting to kill me to being in his bed—in any manner? Yeah, okay so it’s not everything I want, but it is a start.

“This is new to me…” Not a lie.

“Oh I noticed that Princess believe me.” He pulls me on top of him so I am now straddling him. I can feel him hard against me and I instantly feel my insides quiver in want and need.

“What…what are you doing?” I ask wondering if he can feel the way I rocked ever so slightly against him.

“I want you to ask for my cock and if you convince me. I’m going to let you ride me until you make us both come.”

“I…like this?” I ask not because the position is so new to me, but more because maybe I can touch him now and that thought excites me even more than knowing I will have him inside me again.

“Exactly like this.” He confirms and I might be squealing like a little girl on the inside. “Are you too sore for me this soon Princess?”

I blush at the implications of what he is asking. I shake my head no. I’m totally lying, I feel really tender and sore there. Nothing however, will stop me from having him again.

“Thank fuck,” He says and I have to concur. “Do you want my cock?”

“Yes…” “Then tell me Princess. Let me hear you.”

“Jacob, I…I want your cock.”

“That’s my girl,” He says as he wraps a hand in my hair and pulls my lips down to him. I use one arm to brace myself so I don’t fall. I feel the sting of him pulling my hair and my pulse rate jumps in reaction.

Jordan is a small town Kentucky girl whose life revolves around her husband and daughter. She's an avid reader who has always had the dream of letting others hear what the voices inside of her head had to say. She hopes you find them as entertaining as she does.