Naughty Book Update for March 11, 2016: A sexy cover reveal for a new moto racer romance and return of Damien Stark

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6x9Template about the bookRelease Date: April 13, 2016
Photo: Michael Stokes Photography
Model: Zack Hardt
Cover Design: Marisa-Rose Shor / Cover Me Darling

What’s harder than resisting one Dane man? Resisting two.

I don’t date bikers. It’s my one cardinal rule. No rough, rugged, tattooed egotistical maniacs on two wheels. Even if they are gorgeous, brilliant, and sport the prefix Doctor. Bottom line, bikers are nothing but trouble.

T.R.O.U.B.L.E

Dr. Devlin Dane has had his sights set on my panties for months. But I’ve done a stellar job of fending him off. As Mercy Medical’s most eligible bachelor, he has no problem in the panty dropping department. He’s tall, dark, and inked all over. I get the appeal, I’m not dead. I’m not stupid either. He’s a walking heartbreak waiting to happen.

But when Reese Dane comes crashing into my life – literally- the game suddenly changes.

Reese, the dark, brooding, motorcycle racing champion, knows exactly how to apply the right pressure on and off the track.

The two have an unstoppable pull like centrifugal force, and both bad boy bikers are determined to take me on a high-powered ride I’ll never forget…
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From New York Times bestselling author J. Kenner comes a tantalizing ebook novella starring fan favorites Damien Stark and his wife, Nikki Fairchild. Deepest Kiss follows the couple from their island resort to their home in Los Angeles, and introduces Dallas Sykes, the seductive bad boy in the newest Stark International Novel, Dirtiest Secret—the first book in a new trilogy of the S.I.N. series.

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My love for Damien Stark runs deep, and my need for his touch runs even deeper. He’s my shelter in this world, my light when everything seems dark, and all it takes is one kiss for my body to come alive.

Yet no matter where we go, our secrets threaten to surface. Someone dangerous from my past is back to stir up trouble, and now it feels like there’s nowhere I can hide.

 I know Damien will always protect me, that our fierce desire will give us strength. In his arms I find safe harbor—and the sweetest release.

Includes a special preview of J. Kenner’s provocative new novel, Dirtiest Secret!

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“You wouldn’t,” I say, though I can’t keep the genuine worry out of my voice.
“Wouldn’t I?”
I shake my head, trying to appear more certain than I feel.
“Why not?”
“Because that wouldn’t just punish me. It would torture you, too.”
“It would,” he agrees. “And while I’m not usually averse to self-sacrifice for a good cause–and,” he adds as his eyes skim over my body, “you are a very good cause–tonight I have something else in mind. Take off your jeans, baby. Take off everything and get on the floor. I want you at my mercy.”
“I’m always at your mercy,” I say as I begin to comply, and from the gleam in his eyes, it’s clear that he knows it.
“You are,” he says, a softness sneaking in to dull the sharp edge of his voice. “As much as I’m at yours. But I’ve been thinking about you all day, hot and naked and wet for me. And tonight I’m taking what I want. And baby? I promise you’re going to enjoy it.”
I’m on the floor now, my clothes abandoned, and I whimper a little as his words caress me, making my nipples peak and my clit throb. I have absolutely no doubt he’s right. But enjoy is to mild a term. Whatever he has planned, I’m going to fucking love it.
“Roll over and get on your knees,” he demands as he unbuttons his shirt, then tosses it aside.

I do as he says, then look over my shoulder to see him, looking magnificent with his broad shoulders and tight abs. He’s strong and lean and hard, and there’s no question that he used to be an elite athlete. I don’t care about tennis at the moment, though. On the contrary, right then all I want to do is taste every delicious inch of him.

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Slave to the Rhythm COVER Slave to the Rhythm
by Jane Harvey Berrick

Release Date: March 8, 2016

DANCE. Guns.

MUSIC. Bullets.

RHYTHM. Pain.

Music in my head, dance in my body, the rhythm of my heart.

How far can you fall in just one month? How quickly can the human spirit be broken? Where does evil hide in plain sight?

Ash wants to dance. Needs it. To leave behind a life of expectation and duty, to set his soul free.

But life is never that simple. Every step is a journey on a new road.

For every action, there is a reaction.

Every choice has a consequence.

And when you meet the wrong person, all bets are off.

Laney tolerates her limitations, pushing quietly at boundaries. But when Ash crashes into her world through rage and violence, it sets off a chain reaction that neither of them expected.   Add to Goodreads

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His eyes glowed, passion firing through them. Then he lowered his head and kissed the back of my hand.

It was a sweet, old fashioned gesture, totally at odds with the lust I saw as he let his eyes stroll across my body, seemingly unable to choose between my breasts or my lips.

I helped make up his mind by folding my arms around him and tugging his head down so I could press my lips against his.

He opened his mouth, then proceeded to give me the hottest, slowest, most tantalizing kiss I’d ever had. He was telling me that he was in control and he’d kiss me the way he damn well wanted.

Playful Ash, serious Ash, flirty Ash—I couldn’t help thinking that sexy-as-sin Ash was proving to be my favorite.

His hips moved in a slow rhythm that may have been dancing or may have been back-to-basics grassroots grinding. I reached down for the heat between his legs, massaging the growing bulge at the front of his jeans.

A shudder ran through his body and he ground harder against my hand. I couldn’t wait to be skin to skin.

I unbuttoned his shirt clumsily, fingers deft as sausages as I tried to get at his bare skin. He laughed against my lips and lifted his arms so I could pull the cotton over his head.

Skin like warm silk, smooth and soft, covering hard muscle, my fingers dragged across the planes and ripples of his chest and stomach, then fluttered over the welts and scarred flesh of his back.

Ash kicked off his shoes, and rid himself of the rest of his clothes before prowling toward me. His eyes said, naked now! Mine replied, make me.

He swept me from my feet so swiftly, my stomach swooped, and he carried me to the bed, our bed, working my clothes from my body between slow, hot kisses.

I closed my eyes, needing some defense against his beautiful face and the sensations that threatened to overwhelm me. He was an ocean wave, the high tide, and I was drowning in happiness and physical pleasure.

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