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Title:  Dirty Words
Author:  Elena M. Reyes
Release Date: September 16
 
 
Devin Andrews had it all. Everything but the one woman he coveted.
He wanted her in the sickest of ways–yearned for those dirty words she used to entice him,
drive him mad with hunger…need.
Taken from his rib to create perfection, he found love and the one woman born to be his.
How far will he go to take ownership of what’s always been his? To what cost?
Once with her, how do you seduce a woman you’ve never met?
You don’t. You take.
 
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***Mature Audience 18+ only***
Warning: This book is an erotic short at approximately 14,000 words. It is a sexy quick read with a slight dark undercurrent. In other words, if an alpha male with semi-stalker like tendencies bothers you…keep on moving. If a dirty mouthed man makes you uncomfortable, then please don’t read. He makes no apologies for his behavior and neither will I.

 

Excerpt:

One
My computer screen pinged inside the quiet space of my small
trailer, and a shiver of excitement ran up my spine. The hours today had been
brutal, long, and I was tired.
Cranky.
Fucking horny.
Reaching over, I pulled my laptop next to me on the small
couch and opened the browser. I knew who it was. Not one motherfucking doubt in
my mind. It was her.

My
girl. The woman who had, unbeknownst to her, consumed every goddamned minute of
my days and nights.
Swiping my finger across the mouse pad, I opened my Facebook
account—the one no one knew I kept—and smiled. Every day, at that time, she
would send me the same greeting.
A simple hello.
Lucia: Hey babe!
What a dangerous greeting. Calling me that term of
endearment when all I wanted—fucking yearned for—was a taste of her skin. For
her to writhe beneath me while I took what her body would willingly give.
DevA: I’m up. Tired, but seeing your
smiling face makes it all better.
And wasn’t that the truth; I was rock hard as I stared at
her profile picture, my palm pushing down against my engorged flesh to
alleviate some of the pain she’d created. Conjuring dirty thoughts of her, I
released my cock and stroked my hands downward once.
Lucia: You’re too sweet!
Yeah, that’s me. One sweet motherfucker.
A bead of liquid seeped out from my tip, and my finger
swiped across my slit to catch it—used it on my next downward stroke as
lubrication.
“Fuck, yeah,” I grunted, tightening the hold I had on my
cock while opening her pictures. There was one album I loved more than all the
others. All her. No friends or family on the beach. Selfies taken of different
body parts: her legs, chest…those swollen, bee-stung lips that caused me to
push my hips up and fuck my hand.
I fucking abused myself for her. In her name.
DevA: Can’t wait to meet face to
face. Only a few days left!
There, that should fucking hold her until I finished. My
strokes became faster, angrier as I continued to flip through each picture.
There’s nothing sexier to me than a woman with ink.
Lucia: You are coming, right?
“Fuck, yes.” My finger hovered over the screen. Over the
picture of her tiny rabbit tattoo barely peeking out from beneath her bikini
bottoms. “I’m going to fucking come all over that spot, you hot little…fuck!” I
roared as spurt after spurt of hot come fell from my tip and onto my lower
stomach.
Lucia: You there?
“I don’t give a fuck what you believe in, but you better
pray hard. I’m going to fucking destroy you as you have done me. Not one single
inch of you will remember any man before me.”
DevA: I’m here and baby girl, God
himself couldn’t stop me from coming to see you.

 

From coming for you.

 

 


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Elena M. Reyes


 Elena M. Reyes was born and raised in Miami Florida. She is the epitome of a Floridian and if she could live in her beloved flip-flops, she would. As a small child, she was always intrigued with all forms of art—whether it was dancing to island rhythms, or painting with any medium she could get her hands on. Her first taste of writing came to her during her fifth grade year when her class was prompted to participate in the D. A. R. E. Program and write an essay on what they’d learned. Her passion for reading over the years has amassed her with hours of pleasure. It wasn’t until she stumbled upon fanfiction that her thirst to write overtook her world. She now resides in Central Florida with her husband and son, spending all her down time letting her creativity flow and letting her characters grow.  
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*Teaser Tuesday* It Started in Texas – by @mbfeeneyauthor

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Genre: Contemporary Romance/Rockstar Romance
Release Date: December 17 2015
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Leaving the familiar comfort of her UK home for a weekend in Texas is one of the craziest things Charlotte Evans has ever done. Celebrating her birthday with friends is the highlight of her year until she bumps into her favourite rock star, literally.

Gage Weston is used to having women fall over themselves at his feet … A rock star, an actor, he’s got his fair share of female attention, but what is it about the Brit that grabs his attention from the moment they meet?

Communication issues and crossed wires plague them as they try to work out what is going on with them across thousands of miles. Crazy friends and distance issues aside; can a relationship work, or is it a simple case of ‘a girl in every town’?

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“Oh shit!” I didn’t know what to do with myself, and was thankful Gage was standing in front of me, hiding my modesty. “Just fucking great.” I groaned as I hid my face in his chest. It was then I realised we were still connected . . . physically.

“Don’t ever hide like that.” Gage lifted my head up to face him and gave me a gentle kiss before turning his head to look back at the girl still standing behind us. “Can we help you?” He wasn’t smiling, and the effect was a little scary.

“How could you do this to me?” she spat. “I asked you to introduce me, but really you just wanted to keep them to yourself. Who’s next? Matt? Eli? Hey, how about Drew, even though he’s married?”

“Woah woah. Hang on there a minute, lady. For one, I never said I was going to introduce you to anyone; If you remember, I gave you advice, which is more than most people would do. As for who or what I do is none of your business.” I felt Gage’s body shake as he started to laugh silently.

“I can get you a quiet place with Callaghan if you so desire.” He sniggered, making my body shake against the table. I punched him on the arm, which only made him laugh harder.

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Long Lost Family #Teaser #Excerpt #Coming Soon

Long Lost Family

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The shuffling near the front door caught her attention, but Lisa didn’t turn around. Tensing, she clung to the couch in an almost futile attempt to gather strength for the fight she knew was coming.

“So you’re really not letting me see the boys today?”

“You lied,” she whispered, her voice thick and hoarse from tears.  “Is Christopher even your real name?”

Behind her, her husband cleared his throat but didn’t answer. Nothing would dig him out of the hole he’d created, and frankly he was tired of all the fighting.

“It’s funny.” Lisa shook her head, forcing out a humorless laugh. “After all this time and after everything I’ve tried … I still ended up just like my mother. I watched her—year after year, guy after guy losing herself. Changing herself for these losers that weren’t worth her spit. I swore I’d never be like that.” She snapped her head around to face him. Guarded eyes stared back at her. A hard set jaw unflinching and unwelcoming.  She’s caved to that look dozens of times over the years, but today, she refused to back down. “Then you came along. You are the one who wanted a wife, and a family, and a home. You’re the one who asked me you marry you. Everything you’ve ever wanted I’ve given you. Everything I do, every breath I take revolves around you and the boys. All you’ve ever had to do was tell me the truth. That’s all. I’ve done everything for you and you couldn’t do this one thing for me.”

“Would you have said yes?” Christopher’s deep voice cut through the moment. “If I’d told you—if you had known what I’d done. Where I’d come from, and who I was. Would we have had all of this?” He gestured around the room. A broken picture frame still lied on the ground. “Would you have married me then?  Would you have had my children knowing the blood that would run through their veins? Would you have fought to make a life with me? Tell me now that my past wouldn’t have made a difference, and I’ll get on my hands and knees and beg for your forgiveness.”

“No,” Lisa admitted after a long, reflective stretch of silence.

“Then stop demanding an apology we both know you don’t deserve.”

“An apology I don’t deserve?” she repeated in shock.  The words echoed in her ears, rattling her brain and shattering every shred of desire she had left to deal with this version of her husband—this stranger that had infiltrated their lives. Six months ago, he would have moved heaven and earth to make up for something asinine like forgetting the milk on his way home from work. Now, after being faced with their very existence being a lie, she wasn’t worthy of getting a simple ‘I’m sorry.’

“I would say I don’t even know who you are anymore, but the truth is I never did, did I?”

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Book Title: Long Lost Family
Author: Lore Ree
Genre: Contemporary Fiction
Release Date: Summer 2015

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Lisa Hughston’s life is perfect. With a doting husband, two handsome little boys, and a job she loves as a nurse, she’s done the one thing she always vowed to do: rise above everyone who told her she would amount to nothing more than a high school dropout and drug addict. Just like her mother.

There’s only one problem in her seemingly flawless life … she doesn’t know anything about her husband’s past.

Christopher knows the truth about who he is and where he came from wouldn’t just hurt his wife. It would destroy her. He’s done—and vows to continue doing—everything in his power to keep that side of him buried forever. But when Lisa unknowingly befriends his estranged family, she sends their once perfect life into a tailspin.

Will they survive the fallout when she discovers who he really is and the secrets he’s been hiding?

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As I continue to navigate these uncharted waters of publishing, I thought I’d share another teaser to my first—and did I mention free?—Novella that will be released some time this month.

ICYMI … last week, I shared the first chapter: HERE

Hope you enjoy.

And as a reminder: all content/teasers etc. is meant for eyes of the 18 and over variety. 😉

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Our words to each other were whispers with the backdrop of low grunts and heavy breathing.

I held onto her tightly, first by her shoulders, then by gripping onto her right thigh hooked over my hip. I loved the way her foot dug into my ass. It was like we couldn’t get close enough, or deep enough inside each other.

This time when we came it was more subtle—our slow movements not calling out for anything loud or extreme. Still, it was an orgasm, so it took all my energy out of me. Unable to catch my breath, I lay on top of her, barely having the strength to hold up my body weight.

Finally, realizing I was probably smothering the poor girl, I rolled off of her, and after getting rid of the condom, I got back into bed and pulled her into my side.

We fell asleep in each other’s arms.

A couple of hours later, I was awoken by Noelle shaking my shoulder.

“What time is it?” I rubbed the palm of my hand against my eyes.

“It’s almost noon. I have to go.”

“When did you change?” I’m not always the most perceptive guy in the world, but I knew the difference between the red dress she had on last night and the long, yellow dress she was wearing now.

“I called Teresa to come pick me up. We have lunch plans with my parents, so she brought me clothes. I showered and changed here. That okay?”

No, it was most certainly not okay but only because I had allowed myself to momentarily forget what this weekend really was—apparently to both of us. I couldn’t ask her to stay. I wanted to, but I knew it wasn’t a good idea. So I walked her to the door and gave her one last soft peck on the lips.

There was some hesitation but she left with a ‘thanks for the amazing weekend’ and a small smile.

Neither one of us asked for the other’s phone number.

I didn’t know if I’d ever see her again, but for the first time in months I felt like myself. My old self. And I’d never admit it to Warren, but maybe he was onto something with his whole “Rebound Effect.”

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xoxo

~Lo

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