Can y’all believe it’s March already? I can’t. Where is the year going? And if you thought there were contests in February, you ain’t seen nothin’ yet! March is just full of contests and special events.
Starting things off and going through all 31 days of March, is ARe’s Spring Into Romance contest!
For the next 31 days, All Romance eBooks will be featuring 31 amazing authors, their books, and some interesting facts.
You’ll have 31 chances to win 31 books! And you’ll have a chance to win the Grand Prize of an iPod Touch loaded with 31 books along with $100 in eBook bucks! That’s AWESOME! Let me tell y’all, I have an iPod Touch that I read eBooks on all the time and I LOVE IT!
Starting March 1st, you can go to this link to join in the fun: http://allromanceebooks.com/contest.html
The prizes are as follows, in case you didn’t catch it the first time around:
Daily – A free download (by the featured author) and a $10.00 OmniBucks certificate
Grand Prize – An iPod Touch, pre-loaded with 31 Books (one from each featured author) and a $100.00 OmniBucks certificate
Yours truly is the featured author on March 31st! Does that mean the best has been saved for last? Grins…
Here’s a list of the featured authors:
March 1 Featured Author is Cat Johnson
March 2 Featured Author is Brenna Lyons
March 3 Featured Author is Claire Thompson
March 4 Featured Author is Mari Carr
March 5 Featured Author is Selena Kitt
March 6 Featured Author is Bianca D’Arc
March 7 Featured Author is G.A. Hauser
March 8 Featured Author is Stormy Glenn
March 9 Featured Author is Dee Dawning
March 10 Featured Author is Tilly Greene
March 11 Featured Author is Charlene Teglia
March 12 Featured Author is Cat Grant
March 13 Featured Author is Eden Bradley
March 14 Featured Author is Cherise Sinclair
March 15 Featured Author is Shara Azod
March 16 Featured Author is Samantha Sommersby
March 17 Featured Author is Beverly Rae
March 18 Featured Author is Marie Harte
March 19 Featured Author is Zena Wynn
March 20 Featured Author is Marie Rochelle
March 21 Featured Author is Jamieson Wolf
March 22 Featured Author is K.F. Zuzulo
March 23 Featured Author is J.M. Snyder
March 24 Featured Author is Moira Rogers
March 25 Featured Author is Annmarie McKenna
March 26 Featured Author is Lorelei James
March 27 Featured Author is Eliza Gayle
March 28 Featured Author is Maya Banks
March 29 Featured Author is Jamie Craig
March 30 Featured Author is Vivian Arend
March 31 Featured Author is Lissa Matthews
Again, don’t forget to visit: http://allromanceebooks.com/contest.html
And Spring Into Romance with 31 HOT romance authors and All Romance eBooks!
Did y’all enjoy the excerpts? I hope so. I did. I read some from books I haven’t read yet, but that I will now. I read some that I have read the whole books for and, well, might go back and read!
The following is a list of the eBooks being given as presents from the authors and I to readers/commenters/followers. I will choose the winners using Random.org starting around 10pm March 1. I had said midnight, I know…but then I remembered I have to get up on the 2nd…LOL. So, IF you have not commented on all the excerpts and clicked Follow for this blog, you will not be entered. Incentive to comment and follow I would say.
Reader’s Choice of any of my (Lissa Matthews) available titles (up to 3 winners)
Reader’s Choice of any one of Ava March’s available titles
Sin on Skin by Mari Freeman
Love in Exile by Samantha Kane
Pearl Heartstone by Leila Brown
The Wine Tasting by Selena Blake, along with her free read Friday Night Delights, Part One.
Rodeo Heat by Desiree Holt
Reader’s Choice of any one of Eliza Gayle’s available titles
The Extremist by Juniper Bell
Reader’s Choice of Rain God, Love Thy Neighbor, Masque of Desire, Hard Candy or Fox’s Bride by Amy Ruttan
Hawkeye One: Danger Zone by Sierra Cartwright
Seducing St. Nic by Emma Petersen
And the Fantastic blackraven of The Blackraven’s Erotic Cafe will be gifting one reader with an eBook of their choice from all of the excerpts of books that have been posted here.
Some of our authors have free reads as well:
Lissa Matthews: Now Arriving: Commitment and Masked
Eliza Gayle: White Cougar Christmas and Bourbon Affair
Juniper Bell: Thanking the Receptionist
Leila Brown: Discovering Domino and Soundwave’s Submission
Author Selena Illyria is giving away a totebag with one of her book covers and chocolate! (Am trying to figure out how I can win that one. It’s my blog and…well, I’ve been commenting! grins… And it’s CHOCOLATE!) (j/k)
So, we have a lot of books being gifted. I’ll say again, if you haven’t commented and started following, what are you waiting for? Hop to it!
Genre: Contemporary Menage
Now Available: http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-charminglucy-14940-144.html
Author Website: www.LissaMatthews.com
Kasper Griffin is in love with two people: his business partner and lover, Tony and their business manager, Lucy. Kasper and Lucy have been involved in a sexual affair for the past few months and he’s decided that it’s time to bring Lucy into his relationship with Tony, making them a permanent threesome. Having talked with Tony at length and knowing that the man is eager to explore Lucy himself, Kasper is still uncertain how Lucy will react to his proposition.
During a recent trip to Egypt, Kasper learns of a turquoise stone rumored to lower one’s inhibitions. It’s the perfect gift for Lucy, a way to introduce her to the idea of a complete partnership with him and Tony. He does not tell Lucy of the charm, but after he gifts the stone to her in a most provocative way, sexual desire besieges her at every turn, opening her to ideas she’d previously not considered.
With some charm and coaxing from Tony and Kasper, and a heart to heart with her brother, Lucy realizes that love and the hot sex to which she’s become accustomed is what she desires more than anything and she wants to share it all with both men.
The thumb sized turquoise stone settled gently in the red gold curls covering her wet, heated sex. Kasper Griffin’s hand slowly drifted down, one long finger sliding inside her, eliciting a moan from them both. This sweet and not so innocent woman was hot and so responsive to him, to everything he said or did and he shook each time she uttered a sound. Just like now.
Kasper looked up to find her blue eyes watching him. They seemed more intense now than the other times they’d been together. Maybe it was from the stone linking with her, like the old woman at the bizarre said it would, he didn’t know, but they were gleaming with a lust that burned straight through him.
Against her honey-gold skin, his darkness contrasted sharply and the turquoise was brilliant. It seemed that in some indefinable way it was meant for her. Both were smooth, the rough edges having been stroked and rubbed away by time and life. Both were cool at first touch, but warmed in mere seconds. He’d never known a woman and a stone could connect like this, and he was fascinated by it.
“You should be wearing turquoise daily. It’s beautiful against you.”
She lifted her head and looked down. “Mmm. Yes.”
Her smile was both angelic and wicked at the same time. His finger still inside her, he twisted it, and curled it up, her back arched, her legs tensed and opened wider, sending the stone lower until it came to rest against her clit.
“Oh my,” Kasper whispered. “Maybe a piercing here, hmmm? A ring with a turquoise teardrop?”
“Oh yes, maybe.” She gasped as she spoke. “And maybe you should stop toying with me, Kas. Please.”
“Toying with you? Is that what I’m doing?” He wiggled his finger inside her, then slid it out of her. He saw she was watching him again and he knew she was wondering what he was going to do with the juices coating his finger. She licked her lips in suggestion and he smiled, knowing she wanted a taste and she pouted a little when he licked one side of his finger. “Yes, baby, I suppose I am toying with you, but then…” He lowered the finger to her mouth and she opened it readily, sucking it between her lips, her tongue swirling around it. She sucked his finger like a cock and there was almost nothing in the world better than a good cocksucker. Almost. “Then again, maybe I”m not toying with you.”
Kasper got up on his knees between her legs draping hers over his thighs. His finger still in her mouth, he took his cock in his other hand and guided it inside her pussy. Her teeth raked his skin and her hands fisted in the sheets. She loved to fuck.
She wanted sex as often as he did and he loved her appetite for it. Theirs was usually fast and hard, a primal mating of clothes ripping and up against the wall, bent over the bed or down on the floor fucking. But this afternoon was different. She was different. It was like a new energy inside her, forcing a new kind of hunger. She strained with need and he just wanted to come, wanted her to come, so they could do it all over again.
Eliza is a special friend. She helped me get started and navigate my way through this crazy world of erotic romance publishing. She write a wide variety of books, mainly paranormal but she’s got a very hot BDSM series called, Purgatory.
Her most recent release is titled Lucas: A Black Cougar Novel and it’s a deliciously intense shifter. Those that have read it love it, reviewers love it, and I know you will, too!
Available Now: http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-lucas-410049-142.html
Author Website: ElizaGayle.net
Kira MacDonald is in trouble. Plagued by false visions and erotic dreams of a man she’s never met, she fears losing both her psychic powers and her sanity. The cure? Finding and bonding with her mate. The stubborn red-haired warrior might not want one, but fate has other plans, plans that include her rescuing Lucas Gunn.
As the Guardian of his shapeshifting clan, Lucas Gunn lived a quiet, solitary life until he was kidnapped, examined, and tortured. Now imprisoned, his only tie to the outside world is the memory of his dreams and the passionate woman who appears in them. He thought she was nothing more than a vision. Then she came for him.
An uneasy alliance, a mating call that won’t be denied, rituals that must be honored, and unrelenting enemies who will stop at nothing to get what they want. It all comes together in the first of Eliza Gayle’s sensational Black Cougar Series. Passion and pride. Duty and danger. In the end, there’s really only one choice…for Lucas.
Lucas studied Kira’s backside as she followed the waitress to a table. He couldn’t ever remember seeing a finer ass wrapped in tight denim. Her skirt rose up when she slid sideways into the booth first, giving him a quick flash of tempting black lace. Forcing himself to look away from her bare thighs, he took the spot across from her and caught her watching with interest. She gave him a small smile and in that one quick unguarded moment he saw a different woman. Not the one from his dreams or the trained soldier but instead a softer side that he longed to discover. His gaze focused on her soft, pink lips and the straight, white teeth that nibbled on the corner of her lower lip every time she sucked it in.
He picked up his own menu and tried to concentrate on the words printed in front of him and not the lush mouth he wanted to devour.
“What can I get you?” The waitress looked between them expectantly.
“I’ll take the French toast platter with extra bacon and some hot chocolate with extra whipped cream, please.”
He looked at her in surprise.
“What? I’m hungry.”
Shaking his head, he laughed, charmed beyond belief by that smile she kept flashing. After he ordered his own hearty breakfast, he waited until the waitress walked off before he looked at Kira again.
He turned her way and their gazes locked onto each other. This time there was no cute smile but, instead, a look of heat and curiosity. Her tongue darted out to lick her bottom lip and the urge to do it for her swept over him. His cock twitched in his pants and he had to grip the edge of the seat he was sitting on to keep from dragging her across the table and kissing her senseless.
“Why were you being held?”
“You really don’t know? Seriously, don’t they tell you people anything?”
She opened her mouth to say something and must have changed her mind as she slammed it shut and said nothing.
The look on her face changed and he felt bad for being a smart ass, even though he had no reason to feel that way.
“Why don’t we talk about something else?”
Her question brought to mind every dirty thought he’d tried to push away. What would she say if he told her all he really wanted to do right now was lay her out on this table, spread her legs wide and feast on her instead of the food they’d ordered. He shifted uncomfortably on the bench, grateful for the cover of the table.
“What about the—“
“Here ya go, sugar. Your french toast and chocolate, and your omelet and coffee.” She set the plates of steaming food in front of them and flashed a real friendly smile to him. “Can I get your anything else?”
She didn’t even bother to look at Kira this time but he did. “Need anything else?” She shook her head. “I guess we’re all set then.” With his thoughts consumed with touching her, he reached across the table and covered Kira’s hand with his own, cutting the waitress off. When their skin touched, he forgot about everything except her. Her heat reignited his barely cooled lust until his body burned to claim her.
“Lucas, I—I need my hand to eat.” Her whisper caught his attention and he realized he’d been holding tightly to her hand. He opened his hand and pulled back. She looked calm but he could hear the acceleration of her heartbeat as she picked up her fork and worked at cutting her breakfast into small bites.
Her movements mesmerized him. When she lifted her fork to her mouth to sample the food, her mouth formed the perfect O as she took it all inside and clamped her lips around the utensil. Withdrawing the fork, she left behind a dusting of powdered sugar and a few drops of sugary syrup on her lips. All of which he wanted to lick off for her.
Blood roared in his ears as she repeated the process over and over. Since he couldn’t take his eyes off of her, his own food laid untouched.
“You not hungry anymore?”
“That’s too bad. It’s really good.” She licked the last of the sugar from her lips, picked up her cocoa, and lapped at the whipped cream.
A low growl sounded from his throat before he could think to stop it and her gaze shot to his. Questioning him.
“It’s time to go.”
“Why? What’s wrong?”
Lucas looked in his wallet and grabbed out some bills, throwing more than enough on the table to cover their meal and tip before grabbing her hand and dragging her from the table.
“But—Lucas I wasn’t finished.”
Today I have the pleasure of author Summer Devon (I just love the name Summer Devon) visiting and sharing with us an excerpt of her 28 Days of Heart book, Protecting Miss Samuels. She’s also sharing with us why she decided to submit a story to this cause:
Why I decided to submit a story:
I have to admit the main reason I jumped at the chance is that I like All Romance Ebook site. It’s easy to navigate and use, and I enjoy the upbeat but not hyper tone of the place.
But heart disease has touched the lives of people I love–my brother in particular–and I’m glad to be a part of any effort that helps them. I know the American Heart Association is more than just looking for a cure—they have some great programs to help people suffering from heart disease, too. My brother’s life was saved because of advances made by organizations like AHA. And even better, his life has changed for the better because of them. Thank you, AHA.
Excerpt from Protecting Miss Samuels
The sheet she’d wrapped around herself slid down an inch, revealing the creamy tops of her breasts. He wished he could forget the memory of her breast exposed that morning, her pale rose nipple. The images of those few minutes had haunted him all day.
What the hell was he doing lying in a bedroom with this female? She was his job. Bad enough he’d failed and she’d ended up injured. He sure as hell wouldn’t be even less professional now.
She wasn’t frightened of him anymore. He wondered if she had a clue how much he wanted her. That would be enough for her to run screaming, clutching the cloth to her bosom.
In the chair, she licked her full, pink lips.
What would happen if she accepted his touch?
He imagined exchanging just a kiss or two. No one would know any of it. No one in her circle need ever know their paths had crossed. He was good enough at his job to guarantee that he’d get her to town without word getting out—so this afternoon didn’t truly exist in her life.
She wasn’t sewing. The blasted girl stared back at him avidly, as if she’d never seen anything so fascinating.
“Stop,” he croaked.
She froze. “Stop what?”
“You are wearing next to nothing. And…” He trailed off as he realized how absurd he sounded. “I beg your pardon. I should leave.”
But his embarrassment turned to astonishment when she rose to her feet, walked to the edge of the bed, and stood over him. “It’s unfair of you to berate me when you are stretched out like that with all of your limbs on display.” Her eyes widened and she put her fingers over her mouth as if she wanted to push the words back in.
He pushed himself up on his elbows. “What?”
She shook her head and looked miserable. He sat up and grabbed her wrist.
“You are offended by my appearance?”
“It disturbs me.”
“The scar,” he muttered and wondered why he’d ever imagined she would want him to kiss her. The glittering dark eyes watching him had been filled with fascination, certainly. Fascinated horror.
“What can you mean?” she asked.
He’d received the hideous mark not so very long ago during a fight to subdue a confidence man he’d been hired to follow. The scar traveled most of the left side of his face.
Miss Samuels’s silly question pushed him too far. He suspected some sort of polite young lady idiocy with her question. Let her act polite when she saw that ruined skin. He shoved back his overlong hair to reveal the side of his face.
Instead of backing away or admitting that, yes, she found the raw skin offensive, she leaned down and traced a finger along the raised scar. He forced himself to stay still and not push her hand away.
No one other than a doctor had touched him since the fight. The woman Ned had hoped to marry had turned pale when she saw him and she immediately announced that she could not join her life to a man who engaged in such hazardous work. The sight of the wound must have driven her off, for she hadn’t waited to discover if he would abandon his profession.
“What caused it?” Miss Samuels asked at last.
“A knife wound and infection. But come, you said you were disturbed. This must be what you mean.”
“It doesn’t bother me.”
Her eyes met his and he saw she wasn’t lying. Oh, no, he saw too much more. He hadn’t imagined that echo of his own desire. The world went inside out when he understood she indeed looked at him with hunger, not revulsion.
She straightened. No longer leaning over him, her hands folded in front of her, she was the picture of decorous, polite femininity, until she murmured, “I want to kiss you. I can’t think of anything else.”
“You are a young lady, Miss Samuels.” He hoped he sounded cold and disapproving. “You shouldn’t speak of such things.”
She looked into his eyes. “I know. I never do. Or not often.” She backed away from the bed.
He rose and followed her. “So you don’t find the sight of me disturbing?”
“Of course I do,” she said faintly.
“But you don’t mean the scar.”
She rubbed a hand over her mouth, as if caressing herself. “No, not the scar. Good heavens, Mr. Wallace. You seem to think the thing is deforming or hideous.”
“Isn’t it?” he muttered. Emily had left him because of it and Ned’s older brother had fallen into a dead faint the first time he’d seen the wound.
“No. What I meant is, well, even though you have such a mark, I still find you very…disturbing.”
It struck him that her definition of disturbing was more interesting than his.
He followed her still as she backed away from him. He’d give the girl a proper fear of him and with that thought in mind, he pinned her against the wall now with his hands flat against it on either side of her head. Her breasts rose and fell quickly. And that sheet. God, so little lay between her skin and his hands. He looked down at her parted lips.
“You are a fool, you know.” He tried to sound casual, but his voice was too ragged.
She raised her eyebrows.
“Alone in a room with a man,” he whispered.
“I am going to kiss you now. That is not the behavior of a gentleman, is it?”
“You’ve warned me,” she pointed out and slowly tilted her chin, as if presenting her mouth as a gift.
He cupped her face between his hands forcing his fingers to be gentle, but there was no light brush of lips for him. He wanted to seize as much from her as he could before she changed her mind.
Thank you, Summer for being here.
Have a wonderful Thursday everyone.