tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35656677306401886202024-03-09T21:46:32.046-05:00Christi Barth's blogThe passionate ramblings of a romance writer.Christi Barthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16623086161712323128noreply@blogger.comBlogger276125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3565667730640188620.post-65575765042003031242019-03-05T12:12:00.002-05:002019-03-05T12:12:41.308-05:00New Release Announcement - Riptide is Back for an Encore!I'm so excited to share that it is release day for <i style="font-weight: bold;">The Other Side of Wrong</i> - book 3 in the <i>Bad Decisions </i>series!!!! Now, I promise it is <i>absolutely</i> a stand alone, so you can jump right into the series with this book. But, um, why wouldn't you want to turn into a Riptide groupie and read all three?<br />
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I knew as soon as I came up with the idea for a rock star series that I had to have one with a female rock star. It was so much fun to write Cassidy to be one of the biggest pop stars ever. The only hero who could be a match? Rock star Jake McQuinn, who knows exactly what the demands and rigors of touring and making music can be. Yet somehow, they squeeze in all the secret sex.... Because if the rest of the band found out, it might tear apart their friendship forever.<br />
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<i><span style="color: #351c75;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">Jake McQuinn’s lived and loved the rock-star lifestyle. But a
family scandal ripped him away from his band and back home. Back to boredom, a
buttoned-up sham of a job, and a desperate need to whitewash his image. His
family’s pharmaceutical company could crumble without him. His band’s epic
comeback won’t happen without him. How’s he supposed to choose which one to
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who understands her demanding career and crazy schedule? Impossible. Until she
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away from her for all the right reasons. Cassidy, however, intends to get him
back. And she’s going to use his band’s shot at redemption and rock legend
status as leverage. If she convinces him to date her again and drop the good
guy routine? Even better. Doing the right thing for everyone else feels so
wrong for Jake. And making a bad decision about hooking up with Cassidy could
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<br />Christi Barthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16623086161712323128noreply@blogger.com70tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3565667730640188620.post-77171009937952746222018-12-06T22:44:00.002-05:002018-12-06T22:44:41.417-05:00Big News of a New Series!!!I feel like I'm going to be telling this story over and over for years to come. Because it is rare that an author can point to the exact moment and reason a story idea came to them....and better yet, have it come to fruition.<br />
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Last year my husband gave me two Broadway shows for my birthday. Unfortunately, <b>Bandstand</b> closed between the time we bought the tickets and the performance. Frantically, two weeks before the trip, I tried to score seats to a replacement show. And that is how we ended up at <b>Anastasia</b>.<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjW3Tov00o7Q0akT-0y7_nOKWIa3mX8BoKGlL-pbC1rGENqyOo67Fo7f2GG5BG9eBkaJrEzJYp3lR5wuww5YwxMTwIw_2Nhm_oOVI_6_oztNMbo8yGmbRewArZphFYe2xgew8knG9wVKvG/s1600/contract.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="1200" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjW3Tov00o7Q0akT-0y7_nOKWIa3mX8BoKGlL-pbC1rGENqyOo67Fo7f2GG5BG9eBkaJrEzJYp3lR5wuww5YwxMTwIw_2Nhm_oOVI_6_oztNMbo8yGmbRewArZphFYe2xgew8knG9wVKvG/s200/contract.jpg" width="150" /></a>Fast forward to November, when I was so lucky as to sign a contract for my series about...well, my publisher won't let me tell you much yet. But there's a regular American woman who discovers that she's <i>really</i> a princess. She's not thrilled, to say the least. Neither is the woman she assumed was her sister. And her actual sister, the other princess? <i>Also </i>not thrilled. Is it safe to assume there are some happily ever afters - in tiaras - for all three of them? If you know me - or my books - at all, you know the answer is a resounding yes!<br />
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The most fun is that on Saturday, I'm going to the touring show of <b>Anastasia</b> with my closest friends. One of them has never seen a professional musical before. I'm so tickled to introduce her to a world that used to be my whole life. She's already warned me that the music might choke her up. Well, by the end of Act One, I might be in the same boat. Getting to share the experience that started this whole adventure with my besties (who are all writers and will totally get it!) is beyond amazing. Talk about coming full-circle!<br />
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Look for the first book at some time near the end of 2019. I promise I'll be dropping more tidbits as soon as I can.Christi Barthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16623086161712323128noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3565667730640188620.post-36938759868334629202018-08-09T14:13:00.000-04:002018-08-09T14:13:34.192-04:0099 Cent Sale Alert!I've got exactly the thing to perk up your mid-summer reading slump. For the first time ever, <b style="font-style: italic;">Never Been Good </b>is on sale for only 99 cents! Perfect for beach reading, and it definitely belongs on your TBR list because the next book in the series comes out in September.<br />
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mob, but he ran a <span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif;">legitimate </span>business—on
paper anyway—and it paid enough to keep his brother out of the lifestyle. Until
they turned on him. Now he’s stuck in Witness Protection, tending bar in
Nowheresville Oregon… and pissed the life he knew is gone. The only bright
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settle into small town life… and ignore the brooding, sexy bartender who can’t
seem to take his eyes off her. Flynn’s bad-boy vibe pushes all her buttons, but
Sierra fell for the wrong man once already. She can’t afford to let her guard
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<br />Christi Barthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16623086161712323128noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3565667730640188620.post-1556208215732407972018-05-22T10:06:00.001-04:002018-05-22T10:06:55.422-04:00FANTASTIC New Series Alert - WARRIOR FIGHT CLUB by Laura Kaye!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #3366ff;"><strong><em>From New York Times bestselling author Laura Kaye, comes the first standalone title in her brand, new Warrior Fight Club series, FIGHTING FOR EVERYTHING. Get your copy of FIGHTING FOR EVERYTHING, and join the Warrior Fight Club world today! </em></strong></span></h1>
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Home from the Marines, Noah Cortez has a secret he doesn’t want his oldest friend, Kristina Moore, to know. It kills him to push her away, especially when he’s noticing just how sexy and confident she’s become in his absence. But, angry and full of fight, he’s not the same man anymore either. Which is why Warrior Fight Club sounds so good.</h3>
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<span style="color: #3366ff;">“The always amazing Kaye is kicking off a terrific new contemporary romance series that centers around a wounded warrior’s fight club. Kaye does a beautiful job exploring the fallout from war and PTSD as various characters struggle to cope in their own ways. The love story between Noah Cortez and his childhood friend Kristina Moore is both compelling and touching, for the obstacles in their way loom large. A truly memorable read!” ~ RT Book Reviews</span></h2>
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<strong>EXCERPT: </strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 11pt;">"Noah, are you down here?" Kristina called from the top of the basement steps.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif;">Despite the lack of response, she continued down and crossed the room to the mostly closed door in the back corner--Noah's bedroom since he'd returned just before last Christmas. God, Kristina had thought she'd received the best Christmas present ever--Noah, home from Iraq, safe and sound.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif;">Well, mostly sound, anyway. An IED blast had taken the hearing and most of his vision on his left side, and he'd struggled with bad migraines and equilibrium problems when he'd first returned. But he was home and he was alive, and having him back again had made it feel like she could finally breathe after years of knowing he was in danger every second of every day.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif;">She knocked softly. "Hey Noah, it's me."</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif;">All she heard was a long exhale of breath, but it was enough.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif;">Why hadn't he answered her? Her stomach clenched as she pushed open the door far enough to see Noah standing in the dark doorway to his bathroom, his back against the door jamb, his arms crossed, and his head hanging on his big shoulders.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif;">She didn't need to ask if he was okay, because he was radiating not okay loud and clear. Kristina walked right up to him. "What's going on?" she asked. Dim light from the rec room filtered over him, allowing her to just make out the tight clench of his square jaw, the narrowed cast of his dark brown eyes, the harsh set of his beautiful mouth.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif;">Wait. What? Where had that little observation come from?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif;">Noah shook his head, forcing Kristina to drop the ridiculous line of thought.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif;">She stepped closer so that she could look more directly into his eyes. "Come on, Noah. It's me." She ached for him to open up, but what she noticed even more was the low buzz rushing through her body. From how close she stood to all his taut hardness. It wasn't like she was just noticing that Noah was hot, like, dayum hot, but nearly five years in the Marines had matured him and built hard muscle that hadn't been there before. And clearly her body was just noticing, probably because they hadn't had the chance to spend much time together since he'd gotten back.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif;">"Kristina," he said, his voice so low it was nearly a whisper, or a plea. He leaned his forehead against hers. It was such a sweet, needful gesture that Kristina's chest seized.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif;">"First, I'm hugging you. Then we're talking, buddy," she said, wrapping her arms around his big shoulders and planting her cheek against his chest. The embrace wasn't unusual-they'd always been affectionate with each other. She'd lay against him while they watched a movie or he'd sling an arm over her shoulders while they were out together. When things were bad with her dad, he'd hold her when she finally gave into her grief about it and cried. That's how they'd always been.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif;">He embraced her right back and leaned his face against her hair.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif;">After a long moment, Kristina pulled away--</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif;">Noah wouldn't let her go. His grip on her tightened, and he held her fast against him. Was he breathing faster? Was he trembling?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif;">Against her belly, he hardened.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif;">Kristina's breath caught in her throat. Noah was aroused...by her? Or just, like, in her general vicinity? Or...? She swallowed hard as her thoughts flew.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif;">As they stood there, suspended in the dark, stolen moment, the air around them flashed hot and closed in, narrowing the world to all the places their bodies touched. His erection grew, pressing against her with more insistence. Heat bloomed over her skin everywhere and she held herself perfectly still. Because this was different. This was not friendly. This was more.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif;">A strange tension wrapped around them, and it scared and attracted Kristina in equal measure. She shuddered out a breath as her body came to life against his. Her breathing quickened, her nipples peaked, her core clenched.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif;">Noah made a noise in the back of his throat like a moan, and his arms tightened around her, pulling their bodies totally flush.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif;">Kristina's breath caught at the hard press of his body and at the shocking arousal it unleashed in her.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif;">This is Noah. This is Noah. This is Noah.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif;">But it didn't seem to matter to her body. The soft cotton of her dress became heavy and irritating against her skin, and all she wanted was for it to be off. So he could be all over her. This sudden, intoxicating need was brand new to her-in general and certainly with Noah. She wasn't a virgin, but she'd never felt with another man the kind of desire rocketing through her just then. And all they'd done was touch.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif;">Her hips shifted without her meaning to do it, and it made her belly grind against all that hardness.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif;">Noah hissed in her ear. His fingertips dug into her back...and then wandered, one hand pressing low against her hip, one skimming up her neck into her hair. Holding her tight. Bringing her closer.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif;">She was half sure she was imagining that they were locked inside this raging bubble of attraction, except that his heart thundered beneath where her head rested, his breathing had gone rough, and his skin felt every bit as feverish as hers.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif;">She had to stop this...whatever this was.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif;">Tilting her head back, the words were on the tip of her tongue. Her eyes locked with his, and even in the dimness she could see that they were blazing hot and almost predatory in their directness. It stole her capacity to speak, because she was unequivocally sure he'd never looked at her like that. Need roared off of him and through her, making her heart beat like a bass drum.</span></div>
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 11pt;">Kristina swallowed hard. What would she do if he kissed her? One kissing experiment aside, she'd never had to ask that in regard to him. Another question followed close behind: what would she do if he didn't?</span>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="color: magenta;">Flynn Maguire isn’t really a bad guy. Sure, he worked for the
mob, but he ran a <em>legitimate </em>business—on
paper anyway—and it paid enough to keep his brother out of the lifestyle. Until
they turned on him. Now he’s stuck in Witness Protection, tending bar in
Nowheresville Oregon… and pissed the life he knew is gone. The only bright
spot? Fantasizing about his quiet, secretive, beautiful coworker.</span><span style="color: #333333;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Sierra Williams is a woman on the run. All she wants now is to
settle into small town life… and ignore the brooding, sexy bartender who can’t
seem to take his eyes off her. Flynn’s bad-boy vibe pushes all her buttons, but
Sierra fell for the wrong man once already. She can’t afford to let her guard
down again. Except Flynn’s tough exterior is slowly melting away to reveal the
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="color: magenta;">Sierra
and Flynn are falling fast, but they’re both keeping so many secrets. The truth
could ruin everything… unless a girl who’s a little bad is perfect for a guy
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<i style="font-weight: bold;"></i>Christi Barthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16623086161712323128noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3565667730640188620.post-72371716646800916042018-03-19T15:49:00.003-04:002018-03-19T15:49:48.165-04:00Kickstart your Monday with a Kick-Ass New Release!<div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Mondays get a bad rap. But it is universally acknowledged that they require a little extra effort to get through. You know what's even better than going back for that second cup of coffee? Diving into a SMOKING hot new book - just released today! I stayed up waaaaay too late last night finishing it. It is a perfect dive into small town Southern life, with a second chance at love and super duper hot sex. I highly recommend!</span></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">Yes, V-Day is over, but you still have a few days to celebrate this month of love by giving yourself a present - books! And when you click on the link, you'll be blown away by how many authors are participating....</span></b><br />
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Warrior Fight Club series, a new contemporary military romance series about the
members of an MMA training club that helps veterans deal with PTSD and
transition to civilian life. I got to read it already, and it is full of ALL THE FEELS and all the sexy times. It's coming May 22! Check it out, preorder your
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has a secret he doesn’t want his oldest friend, Kristina Moore, to know. It
kills him to push her away, especially when he’s noticing just how sexy and
confident she’s become in his absence. But, angry and full of fight, he’s not
the same man anymore either. Which is why Warrior Fight Club sounds so good.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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wants more out of life. She wants Noah—the boy she’s crushed on and waited for.
Except Noah is all man now—in ways both oh so good and troubling, too. Still,
she wants who he’s become—every war-hardened inch. And when they finally stop
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when he lashes out, it threatens what he and Kristina have found. The
brotherhood of the fight club helps him confront his demons, but only Noah can
convince the woman he loves that he’s finally ready to fight for everything.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Journal, and USA Today bestselling author of thirty books in contemporary
romance and romantic suspense. Laura grew up amid family lore involving angels,
ghosts, and evil-eye curses, cementing her life-long fascination with
storytelling and the supernatural. A former college history professor, Laura
also writes bestselling historical women's fiction as Laura Kamoie. Laura lives
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<span style="color: blue;"><em>12 Masters. 12 Desires. 12 Fantasies Come to Life.
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<strong>About THEIRS TO TAKE (Blasphemy #4, 9/26/17):</strong></h3>
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<strong><em>12 Masters. Infinite fantasies. Welcome to Blasphemy…</em></strong></h3>
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Best friends Jonathan Allen and Cruz Ramos share almost everything—a history in the Navy, their sailboat building and restoration business, and the desire to dominate a woman together, which they do at Baltimore’s exclusive club, Blasphemy. Now if they could find someone who wants to play for keeps…</div>
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All Hartley Farren has in the world is the charter sailing business she inherited from her beloved father. So when a storm damages her boat, she throws herself on the mercy of business acquaintances to do the repairs—stat. She never expected to find herself desiring the sexy, hard-bodied builders, but being around Jonathan and Cruz reminds Hartley of how much she longs for connection. If only she could decide which man she wants to pursue more…</div>
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As their attraction flashes hot, Jonathan and Cruz determine to have Hartley for their own. But the men’s erotic world is new and overwhelming, and Hartley’s unsure if she could really submit to being both of theirs to take…forever.</div>
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<span style="color: blue;">A Special Cross-Over Release with Jennifer Probst’s <em>Reveal Me</em> from her Steele Brothers Series!</span></h2>
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<strong><em>Hey everyone! I’m so excited to share this sneak peek from my upcoming Theirs to Take, a standalone in my erotic romance Blasphemy series! It’s been a few years since I’ve written a ménage romance, and I’m having so much fun writing charter sailboat captain Hartley Farren’s relationship with Jonathan and Cruz, two business acquaintances who help her when her boat is damaged during a storm—and who are also Masters at Baltimore’s most exclusive play club.</em></strong></h3>
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<strong><em>I hope you’ll grab your copy! And try book 1 in the series – Bound to Submit – which is free on all retailers! Now, read on:</em></strong></h3>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">The voice was deep, male, and definitely not Linda’s. Hartley’s gaze whipped up. And up. To find a tall and incredibly sexy man standing in the doorway to her cubicle. Sun-kissed shoulder-length blond hair framed a ruggedly masculine face and intense gray eyes that were at once inquisitive and observing. Broad shoulders and defined muscles pulled taut a heathered-gray T-shirt with a single word written across the chest: <i>NAVY</i>. His lean forearms and legs beneath a pair of khaki cargo shorts were toned and tanned, as if he spent a lot of time in the sun.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">“Uh, hi. Yes. Sorry. I’m kinda in my own world here. Did you need Linda?” Hartley managed as she pushed to her feet. At five-five, she wasn’t exactly short, but his impressive height made her tilt her head back to meet his assessing gaze.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">“Oh. Wow. I’m sure she’d appreciate that. She stepped out to a meeting but she should be back soon if you’d like to wait.” Despite his selfless reason for being there, the man made Hartley nervous. She wasn’t sure why. Maybe it was the intensity behind those odd, gray eyes. Or the way he towered over her. Or how freaking good-looking he was.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">His gaze stayed glued to hers, but she had the oddest feeling that he was checking her out nonetheless. He smiled and shook his head. And, <i>man</i>, was his smile a stunner, highlighting the strong angles of his jaw and charming her with the way the right side of his mouth lifted higher than the left. He thumbed over his shoulder. “I’ll just grab a seat.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">On a sigh, she dropped back into her chair. And even though her thoughts should’ve returned to the huge problem of fixing her boat, they lingered on the sexy Good Samaritan currently making small noises on the other side of the room. Who was he? Hartley had essentially grown up around this marina. Even though she couldn’t say she knew everyone here, she still recognized most of the regulars. And she’d never seen Mr. Tall, Blond, and Ruggedly Handsome before.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">Hope rushed through Hartley. “Hi, Mr. Stark. Thanks for calling back so quickly. And, please, call me Hartley.” Being called missus was almost laughable when she couldn’t remember the last time she’d gone on a date. With rebuilding the charter business after her father’s death and taking care of her grandmother, Hartley didn’t have time to date. Or, at least, she hadn’t made the time. Not that she’d had any prospects motivating her to do so. Shaking the thoughts away, she filled the man in on the damage her boat had sustained and the challenge of her three-week deadline.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">“I might be able to get someone out to take a look at your boat by the end of the week, but you’re at least the tenth call I’ve had today. I wouldn’t be able to guarantee a completion date without assessing the damage, and I’ve got a number of other repair jobs ahead of yours at this point.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">It was the same thing all the others had told her. And she got it. She did. It wasn’t anyone else’s problem that she depended on the <i>Windsong</i> for her livelihood. Or that she’d put most of what her father left her into her grandmother’s home and a bigger boat that could carry more passengers two years ago. Or that July had been so rainy that her normal charter business had been halved. Or that she needed the extra income that the sailboat show and Sailing University courses would bring in to make it through the leaner winter months.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">Just then, the front door opened again. “Hartley, I’m back. Sorry I was gone so long.” This time, it was definitely Linda. “Oh, Jonathan. How are you? How did you guys make out in the storm?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">“Our shop’s fine, ma’am,” the man said. “Thanks for asking.” Jonathan. Jonathan who apparently had a shop somewhere in the marina? “Do you need any help with anything? Cruz and I are available if you do.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">Even more curious about the mystery sex god in her midst, Hartley stepped out of her cubicle and tried not to stare. Or drool. But between those mountainous shoulders, built biceps, and his sun-streaked hair, it was hard not to. (<i>That’s what she said!</i>) Oh, God. Hartley was clearly losing her mind. She forced her gaze to her friend. “Hey, Linda. Everything go okay?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">That intense gray-eyed gaze landed on Hartley, unleashing a whirl of butterflies in her belly. “Haven’t had the pleasure,” Jonathan said.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">It was a simple statement. But something about the word <i>pleasure</i> from that man’s mouth made a tingle run down her spine. It’d clearly been too long since she’d been on a date. Or been kissed. And waaaay too long since she’d last had sex. Embarrassingly long. Like, she didn’t even want to admit to herself how long.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">“Hartley Farren.” Feeling Linda’s amused gaze on her, she cleared her throat. “You have a shop in the marina?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">“Jonathan and his partner Cruz own the business that moved into the old Stanton space at the beginning of the summer,” Linda added helpfully.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">Hartley’s eyes went wide as her heart kicked into a sprint. “<i>You</i> do builds and restoration?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">She didn’t even mind the teasing, not when he might be able to help her. “Then you might be my new favorite person.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">Hartley stepped closer to Jonathan. Why did that make her feel like she was approaching a usually friendly but sometimes lethal animal? Her stomach did a little flip. “Yes, because I need a huge, huge,<i>gigantic</i> favor.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">He arched a sexy brow. “And if I do this favor, will I <i>officially</i> be your favorite person?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">She grinned, enjoying his playfulness—and the fact that he was entertaining doing her a favor when they barely knew each other. “Without question. I’ll even make you an official certificate. <i>Jonathan Allen. Hartley Farren’s Favorite Person.</i>”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">Was he playing with her? She thought he was, but she didn’t know him well enough to know for sure. Hartley braced her hands on her hips. “Are you teasing me? Because that would be evil, Jonathan, and you don’t strike me as an evil man.” Now <i>she</i> arched a brow.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">His chuckle this time was different. Deeper. Grittier. Sexier. With an undercurrent of…something she didn’t understand. “You never know, Hartley.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">“Oh, come on. Can I at least tell you what my favor is?” she asked.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">Those gray eyes sparkled with amusement. “Well, I couldn’t help but overhear your phone conversation, so I might have an inkling.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">Wait. He <i>knew</i> what she needed and still hadn’t said no? Hope and anticipation rushed through her, making her feel restless and brave. “Then if my awesome certificate idea isn’t enough, what can I offer to convince you to walk out to my slip and take a look at my catamaran?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">That eyebrow arched again, and Hartley suddenly felt like they’d been playing chess—and her words had just allowed him to put her in checkmate. But still, he didn’t make any claims of her.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">She stepped closer. “Jonathan. Mr. Allen. <i>Mr. Allen, My Already Officially Favorite Person</i>, are you going to make me beg? Because that wouldn’t be very nice,” she added playfully.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">Those gray eyes flared. She would’ve sworn they did. He bit back a chuckle as he shook his head. And when his words came, they were filled with a deep intensity that made her shiver. “Why don’t you show me your boat, Hartley, and then I’ll answer your questions.”</span><br />
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Christi Barthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16623086161712323128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3565667730640188620.post-42567755414471609752017-08-09T15:52:00.004-04:002017-08-09T15:52:43.556-04:00RWA 2017 - The Good, The Great, & the Awesome - A Recap Full of Writing Tips!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJX7Cl_FmhmAwQ6WgwwIMXXRZQ03uka57FVhezEciex-oRLX64ZP_Y0hBI_u4sDRW7enG12x4jP-1F2lL7EPeE_V8bFa8McSR9QsZjwqtoA269TfMHbMRr8brmP1niCYvoYiZiicTgdsUs/s1600/20170728_212105.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1600" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJX7Cl_FmhmAwQ6WgwwIMXXRZQ03uka57FVhezEciex-oRLX64ZP_Y0hBI_u4sDRW7enG12x4jP-1F2lL7EPeE_V8bFa8McSR9QsZjwqtoA269TfMHbMRr8brmP1niCYvoYiZiicTgdsUs/s200/20170728_212105.jpg" width="200" /></a><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Saying there was a lot to absorb from my week at RWA is like saying I use the word kiss a lot in my books (58 times in newest manuscript!). I took <i>pages</i> of notes, and want to share some hot tips with you. Because that is what romance writers do - we share and lift each other up in a way that surpasses every other genre. WE LOVE ROMANCE! (yeah, I came back pretty pumped - can you tell?)</span><br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz4zdvHzRvoNCFaF7zr02FLeJBiF2F-QW9Q_98xndlrXOAnWFiefjt_WpSVF_CMY9UDWae3zgWLsU-DBPgtoCzjPsdxvVbIzrO-oiRyp9vWxbrk_6DduQT0UTfAy4STr6FXYAsQMNU-yKV/s1600/20170726_162238.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1112" data-original-width="1600" height="138" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz4zdvHzRvoNCFaF7zr02FLeJBiF2F-QW9Q_98xndlrXOAnWFiefjt_WpSVF_CMY9UDWae3zgWLsU-DBPgtoCzjPsdxvVbIzrO-oiRyp9vWxbrk_6DduQT0UTfAy4STr6FXYAsQMNU-yKV/s200/20170726_162238.jpg" width="200" /></a><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">My life's not glamorous. AT ALL. I write in a tiny office under a blanket. </span><i style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Except </i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">for the fun that occurs at RWA. Which I am going to crow about to let aspiring writers know that it is possible. Seven years ago, RWA was at the same hotel. I watched a literary agency host a dinner for all their clients and </span><i style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">wished </i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">desperately</span><i style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"> </i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">that could be me.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Well, it was this year. Back at the same restaurant - and I got attend BookEnds Literary cocktail party. <i>With </i>my talented chapter mate Mona Shroff who just got signed by them, so double the reason to celebrate! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">What made it super glamorous? Going from there to hop on a shuttle to the Four Seasons (which got lost in the seamy backside of Disney) and the Avon party for all their authors. We're talking oodles of champagne. A cheeseboard to die for (watch the video! Watching the fireworks at the Magic Kingdom & Epcot simultaneously from the 17th floor terrace. But BEST of all - it was the chance to personally connect. To chat and network and laugh and knit together into a sisterhood of writers. That is <i>priceless</i>.</span><br />
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<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Do Instagram stories - they get a much higher view ratio. 3-4 panes, 3-4/week. </span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Add a newsletter sign-up link to your email signature block</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Try Buffer instead of HootSuite</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Try Periscope for live Twitter</span></li>
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<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Make 'em. Get out of your comfort zone and just do it. </span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I met with both my editor and my agent, and had conversations that were more productive and deeper than anything we'd done over email in the past year.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">LOVED the PAN keynote speaker, Faith Salie, so I made a point of stopping her in the hallway to compliment her speech. She was warm and we chatted for a while before she took down my name to use in a future episode of Wait Wait on NPR. NEVER miss the chance to connect!</span></li>
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<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">The 3 things that make a great book: compelling characters, conflict, and emotional triggers. A story about fascinating characters who pursue a worthy goal or face terrible consequences with sympathetic motivation (this is Virginia Kantra's description, and it is TERRIFIC!)</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">5 points to building emotion: 1) Relatability, points of connectivity, 2) find your purpose, 3) proving yourself, 4) learning to trust, 5) self acceptance. Also, the story is the battlefield where characters defeat the demons of their backstory. A tip of the hat to Kristan Higgins & Sonali Dev for this advice.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">If you take out the dialogue tags in a scene, can you tell who is talking? If not, you haven't made their personality strong enough. Great advice from HelenKay Dimon!</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Rather than writing down all the notes, I'll just tell you to go read Story Genius by Lisa Cron for a very different way of looking a plotting a book. It'll jiggle some things loose for you, I promise!</span></li>
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<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Take the extra day - wherever the conference ends up being. Do the sights. I won a massage from my awesome publisher and spent the 2nd half of Saturday being rubbed down and then drinking a mai tai by the pool. As a result, I came back only feeling half-dead for a change. #worthit</span></li>
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Christi Barthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16623086161712323128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3565667730640188620.post-69639528260237381602017-05-12T16:44:00.001-04:002017-05-12T16:44:12.656-04:00RT Convention 2017 - Wrap Up & What You Get Out of a ConferenceLet's face it - conferences are <i>expensive</i>. Nobody is disputing that - even before you count in the bar bill :) So are they really worth it? What actually happens in that marathon of panels and parties? Hopefully my wrap up of last week's Romantic Times Booklovers Convention in Atlanta will give you some insight (spoiler - I <i>love </i>conferences, so I'm going to try and convince you they are awesome!).<br />
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<b>Craft Panels</b> - I did three of these. The interesting thing was that I spoke to several people who came to listen who were <i>not </i>aspiring authors. They were just big-time readers who wanted to hear how the writing process works and soak up more of their fave authors in the flesh. Even more shocking, they seemed to truly enjoy themselves?!?!? The takeaway being that we authors do truly try to not just each, but make it a fun learning experience. I definitely got a lot out of the Newsletter workshop by the awesome Sarah Wendell of the Smart Bitches blog.<br />
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I presented on Seeking Your Voice, Seven Steps to Sensual Tension, and Worldbuilding in Every Genre. It was especially fun when Penguin Random House came to video our <i>entire </i>sensual tension workshop. Considering how many times Laura Kaye and I said the word 'cock', I'm really not sure what they plan to do with it...I met the awesome Lexi Blake, and immediately started reading one of her novellas on the train home.<br />
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<b>Book Signings</b> - Here's where you can really rake in the free books. I *tried* to go to the Harlequin breakfast. For an event that was scheduled to last 90 minutes, they apparently ran out of bags and books from the biggest authors in only 15 minutes. By the time I got in I saw a mass of lines, no way to tell what author they went to, and no books left. But, had I gotten up early (anathema!)it would've been a haul. We did successfully do the Kensington party/signing - also a mad crush of people. But I got to hug Sonali Dev, so all the waiting in line was worth it. (Also full of snacks and drinks, for those of you keeping score). The Avon party/signing had the most books of all (and the best treats) by far (*note for strategizing next year!) and it was fun to hang out with all my new publishing peeps there. I got to sit next to the sweet and wonderful Kelly Jamieson at the Random House signing, and was thrilled to run out of my books in twenty minutes. The Giant Book Fair was loads of fun - loved sitting next to Lenora Bell - go buy her historicals!<br />
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No pictures to protect the innocent - yes, there were late nights in hotel rooms catching up with my friends. Yes, there was a wonderful dinner with my editor. And the noise level from the bar was still going strong every night no matter how late I went to bed. The best part - and what is <i>always </i>the best part of any conference - is the concentrated time with literally thousands of people who care just as much about books as you do. Everyone is friendly. I stood in the interminable line for coffee with Laura Stone - awesome! Did I know who she was before we started chatting? Nope. Didn't matter. We love reading (and/or writing). Period. So no matter how long you have to wait for the elevator or hate paying $5 for a muffin or, yes, have to stand in line for 20 minutes to get facetime with your fave author (#priceless) - it is worth it.<br />
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<br />Christi Barthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16623086161712323128noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3565667730640188620.post-70511993027321617442017-04-18T10:09:00.000-04:002017-04-18T10:09:26.296-04:00South Beach Sexiness!<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Everyone has spring fever now, right? Temps are getting warmer, you're itching for some real heat....well, I've got that for you!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #333333;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Bartender and aspiring painter Maya Pascual loves turning up the heat. And dumping a vodka-and-karma chaser on the man who broke her heart is perfect Bronx girl payback. But how can she resist when Miami playboy prince Javier Hernandez begs to make it up to her...</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #333333;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Between his disastrous personal life and his wealthy family’s meddling, Javi needs to get back on track. The only thing that’s certain is his passion for Maya. If she’ll just let him show her how sorry he is, maybe he can move on and start fresh. But one look in her gorgeous eyes and he knows letting her go will be easier said than done.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="color: #333333; font-variant-numeric: normal;">Maya agrees to </span><i style="color: #333333;">one </i><span style="color: #333333; font-variant-numeric: normal;">dinner with Javi. But as their attraction threatens to combust, she wonders if a night of no strings, no repeats surrender is the only way burn off their desire once and for all. . . Unless the light of day reveals it’s impossible to let go.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“This isn’t about getting my dick wet, Maya.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“We are still friends, Maya. A ruined suit and the way I want to fuck you six ways until next week doesn’t change that. I haven’t had anything like our friendship in a long time, and I miss you.” </span></div>
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;">What's included in Hot on Ice: </span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"></span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"><b><i>FREE AGENT, USA Today Best Seller Robin Covington</i></b> - Defenseman James "DC" Washington has had a big year: winning "The Cup" and coming out to his team and the entire world were events that changed his life. Now a free agent, he thought he had his next step all planned out . . . until the man he might not be able to resist puts a sexy offer on the table.</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"></span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"><b><i>BODY CHECK, USA Today Bestseller Desiree Holt</i></b> - Matt Vorchak always dreamed of playing professional hockey and winning The Cup. Then he would marry the woman of his heart and live happily ever after. But Lizzie Andrews wanted him to stay in Tampa with her and build a life there. Their split was agonizing for both. Ten years later he has realized one dream. Now he wants to recapture the other, and he's using his day with the Stanley Cup to win her back. But he has a secret that may change everything for both of them.</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"></span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"><b><i>DEEP CHECK, USA Today Bestseller Kimberly Kincaid</i></b> - Hotshot hockey center Finn Donnelly wants nothing more than to take The Cup to his best friend's grave after the Rage's big win. The problem is, that also means going back to his hometown and seeing January Sinclair, a.k.a., the woman he left behind. Will Finn and January learn to build new trust--or will their ghosts keep them from falling in deep?</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"></span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"><b><i>RANSOM, USA Today Bestseller Nana Malone</i></b> - Money, power, prestige...reject. Ransom Cox is --The Player. His whole life, hockey player, Ransom Cox, has watched the people he loves the most reject and leave him. He's learned it's better to be on his own. After the scandal of his wife walking out on him right before the championships, citing his bedroom "over" prowess as the reason, he can't seem to escape the spotlight. The last thing he wants is to be stranded in a cabin with the one girl he's always wanted. The one girl who could destroy him.</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"></span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"><b><i>CAGED, USA Today Bestseller Virginia Nelson</i></b> -The Ragin' Cajuns right winger, Oliver Tremblay, learned that nothing good can stay when he lost his parents on 9/11. Maisie plans to melt the ice king's heart and prove she's just the girl to go skate to skate with him, whether he likes it or not.</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"></span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"><b><i>BREAKAWAY BROOKE, Publisher's Weekly Bestseller Angi Morgan</i></b> - When hockey phenom Deacon Sanders mistakes Brooke Henderson for a puck bunny, he's set on scoring the ultimate goal with the fiercely sexy bodyguard. Keeping watch from a distance is impossible when everywhere she turns Deacon's there like a loose puck in front of the net. Despite his annoyance that his family thinks he can't keep himself out of trouble, can he convince this Amazon beauty to stop fighting her erotic powers long enough to play his game?</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"></span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"><b><i>THE WARM UP, Xio Axelrod</i></b> - Subzero. That's what folks around the league call Constantine Zimin, hockey's best defenseman. He's unflappable. Stoic, even. No cracks in all that ice, not until he meets Suji Meriwether. The pediatric nurse has no time for bad-boy jocks who want to use her patients as props. But as soon as they meet, temperatures rise and their defenses fall.</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"></span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"><b><i>CHECK MY HEART, Christi Barth</i></b> - Kurt Lundquist can't resist the beautiful & compassionate nurse who eased his brother's last days, despite knowing she doesn't want any reminders of her 'death duty'. Lisette does want the hot but oh-so-sad hockey star. Can she lift him out of his grief - and will she want to once she learns his terrible secret?</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"></span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"><b><i>FULL CONTACT, Andie J. Christopher</i></b> -Leftwinger Anders Sorenson has never met the perfect woman before breaking up a fight at Dahlia Clarno's bar. Dahlia's hot, she doesn't care about his fame, and she has no idea about the bounty his teammates have on his virginity--she's the total package for a vacation fling.</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"></span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"><b><i>BLADE, Avery Flynn</i></b> - Bad girl Gillie Pike has gone straight, but someone with a lot of money wants to bring her out of retirement to steal the Cup and make sure it's found in star goalie Flynn Kazakov's possession. They call him Crazy-kov for a reason and nothing makes him more nuts than his best friend's sexy little sister who swears she's the only one who can keep him out of jail and on the ice.</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"></span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"><b><i>UNDER THE MIDNIGHT SUN, Kim Golden </i></b>- Jonas Magnussen's icy blue stare has earned him the nickname the Iceman. On and off the ice, he's cool, collected and hard to handle. When an injury threatens to end his career, Jonas is faced with a choice he thought he'd never have to make. Mariam Kidane is the only woman who ever made Jonas lose his cool. A chance encounter with her melts Jonas's icy facade and leaves him wondering if life away from the league is such a bad thing, especially when it means a second chance at scoring the ultimate goal: love.</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"></span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"><b><i>COURAGE, Lena Hart</i></b> - Newly appointed head coach Mason Courage is in for the fight of his life. What should have been the biggest night of his career turns into the worst moment in his life when his wife Jules serves him with divorce papers. But this former bad boy isn't about to let anyone--or anything--breakup his family. For his wife, his children, his players...Mason is prepared to fight for them all.</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"></span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"><b><i>PENALTY BOX BLUES, Robin Kaye</i></b> - Stryker Gyllenhaal, enforcer on the Ragin' Cajun's, knows that once he hits Boise, his time spent in the penalty box is nothing compared to the payback Karma Kincaid has in store for him. When he finds out she has hired a handler, Trish Reynolds, his old college tutor, he's not sure who the real enforcer is. Karma, because she owns him for an entire week, or Trish, the only woman who knows his secret, and can slam his heart against the boards with a sideways glance. He is so pucked.</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"></span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"><b><i>BEAR NAKED, Katie Kenyhercz</i></b> - First Nations defenceman Bear Thompson wants to spend his day with the Cup back home on the reserve, but first he has to convince his childhood sweetheart and current band chief Aria Paul to give him another chance and that letting the media in won't be the end of the world. The last thing Aria wants to do is fall back in love with the man who broke her heart and left her in the dust, but old feelings spark new ones, and when Bear sets his sights on a goal, it's only a matter of time.</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"></span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"><b><i>BLOCKED, Heather Long</i></b> - Archer Durham's career has been defined by his badass attitude both on and off the ice, unfortunately it's biting him in the ass. After one too many unfortunate videos of him turned up on social media, both his fans and the press have turned against him. The win shines spotlight on the whole team and he needs to clean up his act...but what the hell does he know about being a knight in shining armor? </span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"></span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"><b><i>IN SKATES TROUBLE, Kate Meader</i></b> - Right winger Ford "Killer" Callaghan can't believe he let the anonymous woman who blew his mind slip away into the night. He'll track her down because once could never be enough--even if discovering Addison Williams's identity places her strictly out of bounds. Stolen kisses. Secret hook-ups. Deliciously forbidden in every way. 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<em>I’m SO EXCITED to share the newest cover in my Raven Riders series, which is about a different kind of a motorcycle club with a protective mission! Ride Wild is about Sam “Slider” Evans, widowed dad to two little boys. From his very first mention in Hard As Steel, Slider has called to me to write his story – and now I’ll be doing just that! And I think this cover captures him SO WELL! So give it a look, and then be sure to check out Ride Rough too – Maverick’s book is coming April 25 AND if you pre-order, you’ll get a bonus story about Beckett Murda and Kat Rixey from the Hard Ink series having their baby!</em></h3>
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<strong>About Ride Wild (Raven Riders #3):</strong></h3>
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<em>Brotherhood. Club. Family.</em>
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Wild with grief over the death of his wife, Sam “Slider” Evans merely lives for his two sons. Nothing holds his interest anymore—not even riding his bike or his membership in the Raven Riders Motorcycle Club. But that all changes when he hires a new babysitter.</h3>
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Recently freed from a bad situation by the Ravens, Cora Campbell is determined to bury the past. When Slider offers her a nanny position, she accepts, needing the security and time to figure out what she wants from life. Cora adores his sweet boys, but never expected the red-hot attraction to their brooding, sexy father. If only he would notice her...</h3>
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Slider does see the beautiful, fun-loving woman he invited into his home. She makes him feel<em> too</em> much, and he both hates it and yearns for it. But when Cora witnesses something she shouldn’t have, the new lives they’ve only just discovered are threatened. Now Slider must claim—and protect—what’s his before it’s too late.</h3>
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Laura is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of thirty book in contemporary and erotic romance and romantic suspense, including the Hard Ink, Raven Riders, and Blasphemy series. Growing up, Laura’s large extended family believed in the supernatural, and family lore involving angels, ghosts, and evil-eye curses cemented in Laura a life-long fascination with storytelling and all things paranormal. She lives in Maryland with her husband and two daughters, and appreciates her view of the Chesapeake Bay every day.
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My awesome new publisher, Avon Impulse, is excited about this three-book series, too. Want to know what it is about?</div>
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See my hint? Wait - let's take a moment to sigh over the awesomeness of one of the best written <em style="vertical-align: baseline;">and</em> best acted shows EVER. So hint #1 = mobsters.</div>
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Except, you've all read my stuff. I'm not that dark and angsty girl. So my mobsters - <em style="vertical-align: baseline;">ex-mobsters, actually</em> - are a lot more light-hearted. More fish out of water funny, since they are in Witness Protection in a small town that they just do _not _ understand.</div>
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But my heroes - they are <em style="vertical-align: baseline;">not</em> like Steve Martin. Do not worry. They are far more in the vein of Han Solo. Bad boys with a heart of gold. Sexy as sin. Droolworthy and delicious. Three big city, bad boy brothers hiding from their mobster pasts struggle to fit into a small town but danger follows, putting their new futures - and their new relationships - at risk. So below (all subject to editorial change, of course!) is the lowdown on my bad boys - and look for the 1st book by this time next year!</div>
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Rafe Maguire resents the hell out of having to run and hide. But he has brothers to protect, brothers he’d die for, which means they have to make things work in the latest podunk town where WITSEC dumped them--or else they’re out of the program. The last thing he needs is a woman complicating his life further, especially a do-gooder doctor he meets on the job. It shouldn’t matter that her body revs his engine and her smile thaws his long-frozen heart. No, it shouldn’t matter at all. It can’t.</div>
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Mollie starts to fall for the man who looks rough, talks tough, but takes the time to straighten out her hooligan cousin. She falls even harder as he weaves himself into the fabric of her beloved town. Rafe’s got his hands full with two pissed-off brothers to keep in line, a U.S. marshal watching their every move, and a new life - that doesn’t fit him at all - to somehow embrace. And yet Dr. Do-Gooder’s tender care of Rafe earns his loyalty and heats his blood. But Rafe can’t risk trusting Mollie with his secrets.</div>
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Christi Barthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16623086161712323128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3565667730640188620.post-31220584955834653662017-02-06T12:03:00.000-05:002017-02-06T12:03:11.734-05:00February FREE For All<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="background-color: white;">My book in there? A very fun backstage romance. http://amzn.to/2jUDPJx </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="color: #333333; white-space: normal;">Linnea Larson is willing to do anything to keep her family’s Minneapolis dinner theatre from going under. Anything, that is, besides accepting a date from the Hollywood hunk hired to inject a dose of star power into their production of Guys & Dolls. It’s a toss up whether his greatest claim to fame is playing a superhero on screen, or a super stud off screen. Neither fact convinces her he’s got what it takes to share her stage.</span></span></div>
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><br style="color: #333333; white-space: normal;" /><span style="color: #333333; white-space: normal;">Luke Powell has fame, fortune, and an endless string of women, but also a lingering dissatisfaction with his picture perfect life. Looking for a change, he escapes to his theatrical roots. What he finds are wary cast mates, a nervous best friend convinced the show will ruin Luke’s career, and an adorable costar who stubbornly refuses to go out with him. Suddenly singing and dancing aren’t the only challenges he’ll tackle over the summer. </span><br style="color: #333333; white-space: normal;" /><br style="color: #333333; white-space: normal;" /><span style="color: #333333; white-space: normal;">Despite Luke dragging her into his daily paparazzi nightmare, Linnea can’t deny her mounting attraction to his irresistible charm. And even if she’s crazy enough to chance getting involved, their fling would have a guaranteed expiration date. He’s headed back to Hollywood at the end of the run, and she's tied to her family's theatre. Why risk the inevitable heartbreak? Their job is to act like they’re in love, but will they decide it's worth the leap to fall in love for real?</span></span><span style="font-family: "georgia" , serif; font-size: 17px;"><br /></span></div>
Christi Barthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16623086161712323128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3565667730640188620.post-24768847949970595832017-01-16T18:14:00.000-05:002017-01-16T18:14:53.443-05:00Another Naked Man - Meet the Mysterious Logan!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Release day is here (or it will be in 6 hours)! I can't wait for all of you to meet Logan, my semi-tortured and totally sexy hero.<br />Pre-order with #1click to get on your device when you wake up tomorrow! <strong style="vertical-align: baseline;">Amazon: http://amzn.to/2j2ogTs</strong><br /><strong style="vertical-align: baseline;">B&N: http://bit.ly/2jRTAl3</strong><br /><strong style="vertical-align: baseline;">iBooks: http://apple.co/2iFfcU0</strong><br /><strong style="vertical-align: baseline;">Kobo: https://store.kobobooks.com/en-us/ebook/giving-it-all-1</strong></div>
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<em style="vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="color: #073763;"><b>Logan Marsh never stays in one place for long. Through his family’s foundation, Logan spends his days traveling to the world’s most dangerous places to deliver disaster relief, which really puts a damper on his sex life—until he reconnects with his high-school crush. Stranded together in the Caribbean, they enjoy a steamy fling that awakens feelings Logan has ignored for too long. But family drama calls him away from her sweet embrace . . . or so he thinks.</b></span></em></div>
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<em style="vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="color: #073763;"><b>Brooke Gallagher loved being a home economics teacher and cheerleading coach. Then an unexpected tragedy forced her to take some time off. Now she’s back in D.C. and despite the intensity of her tropical encounter with Logan, she’s shocked to bump into him again. Logan’s dealing with his own issues (including a newly discovered half-sister) and he’s itching to get back on the road. More than anything, Brooke wants to be there for him. But first, he has to decide if love is enough to keep him in one place.</b></span></em></div>
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“We agreed, back on the island, to have a one-time fling. Because
that’s all I’m good for. And now, yeah, I’m pretty sure we <span class="i">are</span> in a
relationship. Which I don’t know how to do. Which I didn’t want, because I
don’t want to hurt you. And despite all that, I can’t stay away from you. Can’t
stop thinking about you. Can’t stop craving you. Can’t stop wanting to share
things with you. I can’t stop falling deeper and deeper for you. I don’t
understand it, I don’t know how to deal with it. But I can <span class="i">not</span> resist
you.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Ditto,” she said, the word more breath than sound.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Without saying anything more, Logan’s lips landed on her neck. They
seared a line from her collarbone, up to her ear, and once his hand shoved
aside her hair, across her ultra-sensitive nape. A full-body chill made her
jump.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Logan clearly took that as a sign to proceed. His hips surged
forward, trapping her against the window. Not that there was anywhere else on
earth that Brooke would rather be. The hard proof of his instantaneous arousal
jerked against the small of her back.<o:p></o:p></div>
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His words had more than soothed her ruffled feathers. They’d wrapped
around her heart like a velvet hug. They’d unlocked all of the feelings Brooke
had been tamping down, out of fear that they wouldn’t be reciprocated. The
future didn’t matter. Not right now, anyway. What mattered was that they cared
for each other. A lot.<o:p></o:p></div>
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So Brooke abandoned herself to the intoxicating rush of sensation
everywhere Logan’s body touched hers. Which was, indeed, <span class="i">everywhere</span><span class="i">.</span>
The towel covered little of him. And she didn’t want it to cover <span class="i">any </span>of him
anymore. So she yanked at its edge. Hard. Felt a rush of satisfaction when it
swooshed to a puddle on the dark floor.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Logan chuckled, dark and dirty, right in her ear. “That’s how this
is gonna go? You’re gonna try to rush me? Rush my thorough and proven mad
lovemaking skills?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“I don’t need skills.” Brooke reached around to grab his fine—and
finally bare—ass. “I don’t need to be seduced again.” Then she dug her
fingernails in just enough to make sure he got her urgency. “I just need you.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Sweetheart, it’s impossible for me to do this without seducing you
all over again, every damn time. But there’s more than one way to do it.” Logan
bit down on the curve of her neck. At the same time, he thrust one hand up the
loose edge of her lemon-colored handkerchief top to cup her breast. His other
hand wedged under her waistband to cup her. To cup her so intimately that a
deep shudder ran through Brooke’s body.<o:p></o:p></div>
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God, she was more than halfway there, and <span class="i">she </span>was the
one still wearing clothes.<o:p></o:p></div>
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He squeezed, alternating hands, in a rhythm that had Brooke swaying
and grinding against him in almost a dance. The whole time his lips kept
sucking at the sensitive flesh along her nape. Brooke wanted to feel all of
Logan’s skin that she’d just bared. But it didn’t seem the best use of her
hands right at the moment. Instead, she slammed her palms against the glass to
give her leverage to press into his touch. And hooked her ankle around his calf
to connect them at yet another juncture. Just that tiny bit of rough hair
against her skin upped Brooke’s arousal.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Everyone she’d slept with prior to Logan had been the same type:
polished, urbane, a little too slick and/or earnest. Guys who need the frame of
a suit hanging off of them to give them the proper manly shape and swagger.
Logan needed nothing. He was rugged. Muscled. Masculine to the nth degree. So
darned sexy that, yes, his calf hair turned her on. Which she’d never known to
be a thing until this very moment.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Logan abruptly let go. Before she could complain, he undid the knot
holding her top at her neck. It slid to the floor a second ahead of the skirt
he thumbed over her hips. Then he banded an arm across Brooke’s stomach and
lifted her off her feet. The move pushed a gasp of surprise from between her
lips. He carried her from the window back over to the couch as she took
advantage of the position to press a line of kisses along his jaw.<o:p></o:p></div>
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He spun her in mid-air so that she landed on her back. Logan moved
the deep orange pillow against the high arm, and then pulled, hands beneath her
knees, until her butt rested on it, leaving her spread wide for his hungry
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“You want me? You’ve got me, Brooke. I didn’t expect it, and I sure
don’t know what to do about it. But you’ve got me now. So take me.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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I've got a Christmas treat for you - <i style="font-weight: bold;">Wanting It All </i>is discounted to only 99 cents. That is mere pennies! It costs so little that you will have no guilt scooping it up for yourself in the run up to the holiday. You <i>deserve </i>this treat.</div>
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In the follow-up to <strong style="vertical-align: baseline;"><em style="vertical-align: baseline;">Risking It All</em></strong>, hailed by Lauren Layne as “the perfect escapist read,” the heartthrobs of the Naked Men blog and podcast get a little too real about friendship, love, and sex. For one wealthy bachelor, the trouble starts when all three collide. . . .</div>
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After narrowly surviving a bus crash in high school with his best friends, science geek Knox Davis resolved to become so successful that he could have anything and everything he wants. Now he’s über-wealthy, a huge business success, and a notorious ladies’ man. Knox refuses to limit himself to one woman, but when his latest conquest—a blond beauty from the Alaskan bush—challenges his superficial ways, Knox begins to see the world through her eyes, and finds he likes what he sees.</div>
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A nurturer at heart, Madison Abbott wants to put down roots. She left Alaska to meet Mr. Right—and to track down Logan, the half-brother she’s never met. Instead, she finds Knox. Although the sexy-as-sin bachelor may not seem like marriage material, Madison’s starting to think that Knox is The One. But Knox refuses to settle down, especially once he learns that Madison is his best friend’s little sister. Now it’s up to her to convince Knox that she’s everything he really wants.<br />Purchase at: <a href="http://amzn.to/28Y93fo" style="color: #3693cc; text-decoration: none; word-break: break-word;" target="_blank">Amazon</a> / <a href="http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/wanting-it-all-christi-barth/1122954102?ean=9781101965214" style="color: #3693cc; text-decoration: none; word-break: break-word;" target="_blank">B&N</a> / <a href="https://store.kobobooks.com/en-us/ebook/wanting-it-all-4" style="color: #3693cc; text-decoration: none; word-break: break-word;" target="_blank">Kobo</a> / <a href="http://apple.co/28Zxr4y" style="color: #3693cc; text-decoration: none; word-break: break-word;" target="_blank">iBooks</a></div>
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<br />“I don’t think we’re going to be done fighting for a very long time.” And wasn’t that fun to contemplate?</div>
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“Let’s call this a time-out.”<br /><br />“The sex break that refreshes?” </div>
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“Exactly.”<br /><br />“As the lady wishes.” Abruptly his hands went beneath her ass, supporting her. Knox swung in a half circle to deposit her back on the white cushions. When he set her down, his hands stroked up her sides . . . taking the sundress with them.<br /><br />Wow. He’d bared her to his burning gaze in less than two seconds. That was a move and a half. Smooth. Fast. And in the time it took her to process it, Knox shucked his jacket, his polished loafers . . . and his pants.<br /><br />His pants? Already? “Isn’t there an order to these things?” Especially since his shirttails covered up everything but the hem of his boxer briefs. “Shirt, then pants, so I can look my fill before I’m blinded by the majesty of your sure-to-be-enormous penis?”<br /><br />“I like that. Spot-on description, by the way.” His teeth flashed in a toothpaste ad grin. “There’s a plan.”<br /><br />“Aha. I figured as much. An MIT alum probably approaches sex with the scientific method. Plans. Charts.”<br /><br />“My cleaner’s complained about how hard it is to get ground-in dirt out of linen pants.” Knox dropped to the deck. “And I need to be on my knees to do this.”<br /><br />Then his face was buried in her cleavage while both thumbs rubbed circles over her instantly erect nipples. No. Wait. Madison needed to be precise, to mentally record every second to savor when she was ninety . . . or to savor in three months while alone in bed on a Saturday night.<br /><br />Knox’s end-of-day scruff, rough against the sensitive skin of her inner breasts, contrasted with the wet smoothness of the up-and-down laps his tongue made in the valley between them. Each sensation alone would’ve been great. In tandem, they were fantastic. But topped off by the light thumb rasp across her nipples, it became a trifecta of pleasure. Forget sex. She’d be perfectly happy if he kept doing just this all night.<br /><br />“Don’t stop,” she ordered. To make that point clear, Madison threaded her fingers into his hair and held him in place.<br /><br />It didn’t work. He lifted up just enough to talk, but it was too far to maintain contact. “Who said anything about stopping? I’m just getting started.”</div>
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Laura Kaye’s HEARTS & INK, the adult coloring book inspired by her award-winning and bestselling novels releases today! Thirty exciting and original designs will inspire, relax, and entertain fans old and new! Grab your pencils and crayons and get ready to read - and color - hard!</h2>
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<em>Friends! I am so excited to share that I’ve worked with the awesome Jessica Hildreth at Creative Book Concepts to design my first adult coloring book based on my bestselling books! <strong>HEARTS & INK</strong> features 30 original designs with quotes from the books, iconic images, and fun backgrounds that I hope will excite long-time fans and intrigue new-to-me readers! I drew the title from my two bestselling series: the HEARTS in Darkness Duet and the Hard INK books! But you’ll also find pages from my new Raven Riders and Blasphemy series, my older paranormal series (the Hearts of the Anemoi based on Greek mythology, my Vampire Warrior Kings series, and my stand-alone novel, Forever Freed). Plus an absolutely gorgeous page from my historical fiction, America’s First Daughter (written as <a href="http://www.facebook.com/Laurakamoieauthor">Laura Kamoie</a>). So there’s a lot here to explore and color!</em></h3>
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<strong>Order on </strong><a href="http://amzn.to/2eQIIEU"><strong>Amazon</strong></a></h3>
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Laura is the <em>New York Times</em> and <em>USA Today</em> bestselling author of over twenty books in contemporary and paranormal romance and romantic suspense, including the Hard Ink and upcoming Raven Riders series. Growing up, Laura’s large extended family believed in the supernatural, and family lore involving angels, ghosts, and evil-eye curses cemented in Laura a life-long fascination with storytelling and all things paranormal. She lives in Maryland with her husband, two daughters, and cute-but-bad dog, and appreciates her view of the Chesapeake Bay every day.
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That's right, I'm dropping a surprise book! Okay, truth be told, it is a re-release of one of my very early books, but to steal from NBC in the 90s - if you haven't read it yet, it's new to you! (and it has a MUCH more gorgeous cover this time) This is a super fun second chance romance that takes place on a Caribbean cruise. Pre-order today at <a href="http://amzn.to/2e8DCmh">Amazon </a>and it'll hit your Kindle on 11/15, just in time for those long holiday travel times. </div>
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<i>Can an unexplained breakup and ten years of heartache be cured by the romance – and endless buffets – of a tropical cruise?</i> When her sister is left at the altar, small town librarian Zoe Balis jumps at the chance to take the bride’s unused ticket for the honeymoon cruise. But she didn't count on sharing a cabin with the man who broke her heart ten years ago! </div>
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Army medic Nate Hyatt never told Zoe goodbye when he enlisted - or the real reason why he dumped her on prom night. And he never stopped dreaming about the girl he left behind. Could this voyage be a chance to fix his worst mistake? After all, a Caribbean cruise should be romantic… if he can convince her to move past ten years of bitterness and hurt.</div>
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Once aboard the luxury liner, Zoe befriends a bored Internet mogul with more heart than tact. Nate vents his problems to a ship’s photographer battling PTSD. The four team up on an island hopping treasure hunt. The stakes grow higher with each of Zoe’s mysterious brushes with death. Zoe’s never gotten over her first love, and is tempted to let Nate back into her life. But she’s not willing to risk loving a man whose career keeps him in a combat zone. Can Nate breach her defenses and suture her broken heart? Grab a deck chair and see if they survive the stormy relationship seas as they cruise toward love.</div>
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"Did you stop kissing me because you weren’t enjoying it? You see, I’ve dealt with the first time you rejected me, when you left all those years ago. There’s no need to rehash the past. But I don’t think I could bear you rejecting me a second time. So I have to know—did you not take me to bed the other night because I didn’t turn you on, or was it because I somehow wasn’t good enough at it?" </div>
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The world stood still while she waited for his answer. Zoe focused on the squawk of sea gulls and the muted slap of the surf at the base of the wall. The lyrical lilt of Spanish from the group of teenagers passing by. A low buzz which must be some exotic insect in the shrubbery along the path. Every sound in her immediate vicinity rang with absurd clarity—except the sound she waited on with bated breath—Nate’s reply. </div>
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Was it anger that hardened the lines of his body? Disinterest? Annoyance? Zoe couldn’t get a read on him. Nate advanced slowly. She backed into the turret, the space tight and cramped even for her stature. Built for the far shorter men of an earlier century, Nate had to duck his head as he edged ever closer. His sheer presence commanded as much area as his physical body. Something, some emotion rolled off him in waves, shimmering like heat above asphalt on a summer day. Why couldn’t she tell what was going on in his head? </div>
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"The sun rises in the east. Play with fire and you’ll get burned. These are all absolute truths. Indisputable facts. Well, there’s one more absolute you need to file away in your mental card catalog." </div>
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Nate brought the lower half of his body so close Zoe felt the heat radiating from his legs. Despite the heat, her goose bumps had goose bumps. The anticipation of his touch brought her every sense to high alert. He raised his arms up, planted his hands on either side of her head to cage her in place. Then he tilted so his forehead bumped hers. Her field of vision narrowed to the indigo sea of his eyes, pupils flooding black in the shaded darkness of the narrow turret they shared. </div>
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"I want you, Zoe." He forced the words out in a heavy rasp. "I wanted you the day we met. You wore a red ribbon in your hair, dropped a stack of books on my foot, and apologized adorably for ten minutes. All I could think of was wrapping the ribbon around my hand to pull you in for a kiss. I wanted you the first time we kissed, on the bridge in a storm. One by one, I licked off every raindrop that clung to your skin. I wanted you when I saw you covered in mud last Friday. Wanted you badly enough to crawl right into the mud to be with you. I want you now, and I will always want you." </div>
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Zoe let her eyes flutter shut in preparation for a kiss. Such a heartfelt, utterly romantic speech could only end one way. Just as whipped cream hungered for a cherry, his words demanded to be topped off by a kiss. She didn’t care about the past. With a handful of sentences he’d put her insecurities to rest. Nate dazzled her, and she was ready for more. </div>
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What was taking him so long? From beneath her lashes she snuck a peek. No Nate. Hoping the knees he’d melted to jelly would hold her, Zoe scrambled out onto the dirt path. Twenty strides ahead, Nate bellowed at her over his shoulder. "Hurry up. We don’t want to miss the reading of the clue."</div>
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<i><span style="font-family: "times new roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">OMG you guys! I’m so excited! Because the first book in my new Raven Riders series is on sale for the first time AND I’ve got an advance excerpt from the second book here for you to enjoy! The Raven Riders is a new sexy contemporary romance series, and a spin-off from my Hard Ink world, about a different kind of a motorcycle club with a protective mission. <b>Ride Hard</b> tells the story of a naïve woman on the run who’s been rescued by the jaded and tormented president of the Raven Riders, who learns that she’s strong enough to save herself and the man she loves, too. <b>Ride Rough</b> is a second-chance love story that is so hot and emotional that I absolutely adored writing it! I hope you’ll check both out!</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: "times new roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">Now, enjoy this delicious tease from Ride Rough, coming <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_477282624" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(204, 204, 204); position: relative; top: -2px; z-index: 0;" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ" style="position: relative; top: 2px; z-index: -1;">4/25/17</span></span>, and grab your copies of BOTH! Thanks for reading! ~ Laura Kaye</span></i></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">It was one of Maverick’s favorite dreams.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">He and Alexa had gone up to Swallow Falls in Western Maryland for a weekend getaway and were staying in one of the mini cabins at the state park. After a day of hiking and swimming and picnicking outside, they’d come back to their cabin tired and ready to crash, but getting naked for showers had sidetracked them for hours. And even once they finally fell asleep, Maverick was hard and ready every time he woke up, and he took her again and again, falling asleep still buried inside her . . .</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">And fuck if he wasn’t ready right now.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">He burrowed his face in Alexa’s soft hair and banded his arm around her stomach. His hand filled with the soft mound of her breast. He pulled her back against his chest and ground his erection against the swell of her ass.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">“Maverick,” she moaned.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">Hell, yeah. He nuzzled her neck, kissed her there, tasting and nipping and sucking. God, he needed in her. “Fuck, Alexa,” he whispered.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">Her hand gripped his. “Maverick.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">He rolled her under him and crawled on top of her, his body falling into the cradle of her spread thighs.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">“Uh, Maverick.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">He frowned and kissed her jaw, her cheek, her mouth.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">It was the kiss that did it. Something wasn’t right. The memory playing out in his sleep-fogged mind didn’t feel like the reality confronting his physical senses. His eyes blinked open.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">And he found himself lying on top of Alexa. Not in the cabin at Swallow Falls years before. In the gray morning light of his house. Her wide hazel eyes stared up at him.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">He reared off of her in an instant. “Fuck,” he said, coming to stand by the couch. Alexa looked stunned—and so fucking sexy that Maverick barely resisted crawling back on top of her. She lay on her back in<i>his</i> clothes, on <i>his</i> couch, her knees drawn up and falling out, her hair sleep-mussed and sexy. Jesus. He adjusted himself, unable to hide his raging hard-on, and scrubbed at his face. “Goddamn dream. I’m sorry, Alexa. I didn’t mean to do that.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">“You . . . you were dreaming. Of me?” she whispered.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">His gaze narrowed. “Don’t ask a question you don’t want the answer to.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">She swallowed and licked her lips. “What if I do want it? The answer,” she added.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">Years of need and longing roared through Maverick like a drug he’d mainlined. His thoughts spilled out unfiltered. “Damnit, Al. You’re laying there in my clothes in my house with your thighs spread after I’ve just woken up holding you. My skin smells like you. And I’m sporting an erection because of you. Don’t fuck with me.” The words came out harsher than he intended, but she couldn’t play with him. Not on this. Not when he cared so much. Not when he <i>wanted</i> so much.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">Her mouth dropped open and her chest rose and fell a little quicker. “I’m not playing a game. I want to know.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">Planting his hands on his hips, Maverick studied her. Her beautiful, languid body. Her pretty, open face. Her eyes, honest and free of pretense. He felt pulled in a million directions. Between wrong and right, between taking advantage and taking care, between giving in and opening himself up to a world of hurt. “I was dreaming of you. Of us. Up at Swallow Falls.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">“That night we—”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">“Yes,” he growled.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">“Maverick—”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">“<i>Fuck</i>.” He dropped his chin to his chest and closed his eyes. Trying to be bigger than his base needs. Trying to put her before himself. “Whatever is about to come out of your mouth is <i>not</i> a good idea.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">“Mav—”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">“I mean it, Al—”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">“Maverick!” she nearly yelled. “Listen to me.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">His gaze cut up to hers in time to see her sit up a little and take off her shirt. Well, his shirt. Then she laid back again, her eyes on him, drinking him in, <i>inviting</i> him in. “What if I do want it?” she whispered.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">Something inside him snapped.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">He was on her in a second. Body covering hers. Hands going to her warm skin. Mouth tasting her everywhere—her shoulder, her throat, her cheek. His chest pressed against her breasts, her hard nipples evident, her excitement palpable. And then his mouth found hers. On a triumphant groan, he claimed her, his lips sucking, his tongue penetrating. His big hand found her breast and kneaded at the soft mound.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">And Alexa was right there with him. Moaning, kissing him, clutching on to him. Her thighs wrapped around his hips and her fingers twisted in his hair.</span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: "times new roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">Bad idea bad idea such a fucking bad idea</span></i><span style="font-family: "times new roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">Why did bad ideas have to feel so good?</span></div>
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<b><i><span style="font-family: "times new roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">Brotherhood. Club. Family.</span></i></b></div>
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<b><i><span style="font-family: "times new roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">They live and ride by their own rules.</span></i></b></div>
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<b><i><span style="font-family: "times new roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">These are the Raven Riders…</span></i></b><b><span style="font-family: "times new roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;"></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">Raven Riders Motorcycle Club President Dare Kenyon rides hard and values loyalty above all else. He’ll do anything to protect the brotherhood of bikers—the only family he’s got—as well as those who can’t defend themselves. So when mistrustful Haven Randall lands on the club’s doorstep scared that she’s being hunted, Dare takes her in, swears to keep her safe, and pushes to learn the secrets overshadowing her pretty smile.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">Haven fled from years of abuse at the hands of her criminal father and is suspicious of any man’s promises, including those of the darkly sexy and overwhelmingly intense Ravens’ leader. But as the powerful attraction between them flares to life, Dare pushes her boundaries and tempts her to want things she never thought she could.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">The past never dies without a fight, but Dare Kenyon’s never backed down before…</span></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: "times new roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">About Ride Rough (Raven Riders #2, <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_477282625" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(204, 204, 204); position: relative; top: -2px; z-index: 0;" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ" style="position: relative; top: 2px; z-index: -1;">4/25/17</span></span>)</span></b></div>
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Christi Barthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16623086161712323128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3565667730640188620.post-84949106695920705682016-08-09T03:30:00.000-04:002016-08-09T03:30:18.836-04:00The Release of My HOTTEST Book Yet!Who is ready to read the hands-down, SEXIEST book I've ever written? It is full of fun and flirting and sexytimes and heart-fluttering romance and laugh-out-loud bromance. And that all happens before Chapter Two...<br />
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bus crash in high school with his best friends, science geek Knox Davis
resolved to become so successful that he could have anything and everything he
wants. Now he’s über-wealthy, a huge business success, and a notorious ladies’
man. Knox refuses to limit himself to one woman, but when his latest conquest—a
blond beauty from the Alaskan bush—challenges his superficial ways, Knox begins
to see the world through her eyes, and finds he likes what he sees.</span></span><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><br />
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down roots. She left Alaska to meet Mr. Right—and to track down Logan, the
half-brother she’s never met. Instead, she finds Knox. Although the sexy-as-sin
bachelor may not seem like marriage material, Madison’s starting to think that
Knox is The One. But Knox refuses to settle down, especially once he learns
that Madison is his best friend’s little sister. Now it’s up to her to convince
Knox that she’s everything he<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><i>really</i><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span>wants.</span><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10.5pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="X-NONE">One second, Madison was seeing red, frustrated at
Knox’s obstinacy and refusal to even consider her points. The next, she was
seeing a whole different kind of red. The red of velvet wallpaper in bordellos,
of red satin sheets, of the pulsing color that painted the backs of your
eyelids when your heart pumped too hard. The red of passion.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Because she didn’t care that they’d been in the middle of an
argument. This thing happened when Knox touched her: suddenly nothing else
mattered. So when he grabbed her arms and took her mouth, that was it. Their
fight didn’t matter. The wind lifting the back of her skirt didn’t matter.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Madison had devoted her life to books. She knew the sweeping tales
of passion from the symbolically sexy Psalm 45 in the Bible through Shakespeare
and the Brontë sisters to D. H. Lawrence and the bodice rippers of the
seventies. Madison respected those tales as art. She also acknowledged them as
vastly overblown. Sex was fun. Satisfying. It couldn’t possibly reach the
heights portrayed in literature, though.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Or so she’d thought until being kissed by Knox Davies. The man was a
master. His lips firm, his tongue demanding as it swept inside on her first
surprised gasp. The gasp that turned into a moan. Because he was doing these
stroking motions with his tongue on top of hers that literally, <span class="i">literally </span>made
her panties wet.<o:p></o:p></div>
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He smelled of some undoubtedly expensive cologne that made her think
of moss and woods after a summer rain. No, it made her think about rolling
around on damp moss with Knox naked on top of her.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Every time his tongue moved along the sensitive inside of her cheek,
or twining with the tip of her own tongue, little zaps of heat and electricity
sparked from her mouth outward. Outward to every single erogenous zone she had,
and some she hadn’t actually known about before today. Like pinpricks of bliss
in the center of her palms, her nipples, the soles of her feet, all jolting to
her core.<o:p></o:p></div>
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As close as they were, it wasn’t close enough. Madison hooked her
left leg around his ankle. That brought their lower bodies together the same as
the top half. So close that his massive erection throbbed against her belly.
She let out a moan. That got him to let go of her arms and clamp on tight to
her ass. Such big hands. Such a strong, rhythmic kneading of her muscles while
the tips of his fingers settled along the lace between her thighs.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Now Madison could grab on tight. She thrust her hands through that
short, spiked-up brown hair. Tugged just hard enough to be sure he knew that
she could give as good as she got from him. When she moaned, he wrenched his
mouth down to nibble at the edge of her jaw.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Madison flexed her fingers. Pushed him down to her neck as she
arched and offered it to him. The man latched on with vampiric interest. And
God, Madison had never craved a hickey before the way she did now. Not just
want—need. She <span class="i">needed </span>him to suck harder, to lick faster, to burn
up right along with her. To lose his slick control the same way every swipe of
his tongue demolished hers.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Pulling back to look her in the eyes, he stated, “You really pissed
me off.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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