***TEASER TIME** - PUCKED OFF by Helena Hunting

Pucked Off 

by Helena Hunting

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Genre: Contemporary Romance

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***A Standalone novel in The Pucked Series***

I’m NHL defenseman Lance Romero, AKA Lance “Romance."

I’m notorious for parties and excess. I have the most penalty minutes in the league. I get into the most fights. I take the most hits. I’m a player on and off the ice. I’m the one women with no inhibitions want.

Not because I like the notoriety, but because I don’t know how to be any other way.

I have secrets. Ones I shared with the wrong person, and she used them against me. Sometimes she still does. I should cut ties. But she makes it difficult, because she’s the kind of bad I deserve.

At least that’s what I believed until someone from my past gets caught up in my present. She’s all the good things in this world. She lights up my dark.

I shouldn’t want her.

But I do.

I should leave her alone.

But I won’t. 

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NYT and USA Today bestselling author of PUCKED, Helena Hunting lives on the outskirts of Toronto with her incredibly tolerant family and two moderately intolerant cats. She's writes contemporary romance ranging from new adult angst to romantic sports comedy. 

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DEVIL YOU KNOW by L. A. Fiore ***TEASER TUESDAY**

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Devil You Know by L. A. Fiore

Releasing March 7, 2017

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Damian Tate. One look into his sad green eyes and I was hooked. I wanted to be the one to make him laugh, to make him smile. I hadn't expected him to be the one to make me blush, to make me hot, to make me fall in love. He was my first kiss, my first love, my first everything. I wanted forever with him, but life got in the way.

He enlisted. I went to college and for years we were never in the same place long enough to pick up where we left off.

Thirteen years after he left, tragedy brings him home, but the stoic boy I fell in love with has grown into a quiet, dangerous and wildly sexy man. He still tugs on all the right strings for me, but he seems determined to keep me at arm's-length.

But when trouble comes knocking at my door, he is the one who puts himself between that trouble and me. Spending time with him might drive me insane, or it might be our second chance at first love.

HOME RUN by Heidi McLaughlin ****TEASER Blitz**

Home Run

by Heidi McLaughlin

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Cooper Bailey finally has a shot at being a major league ballplayer, but it will take all his focus and energy during spring training to make it happen. Complicating things is his instantaneous connection with Ainsley Burke. He can’t get enough of her, and before he knows it, they’re spending every night together. But as happy as he is off the field, his focus on it is suffering, and he isn’t willing to risk his lifelong dream over a girl.

But without Ainsley, Cooper’s miserable, and his game is still off. No matter what he tries, he can’t get her out of his head, and he’s starting to realize that maybe he doesn’t want to. Baseball is just a game, but Ainsley might be the real thing. Now he just has to convince her of that.

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Nico, the first book in the Ruin & Revenge series by New York Times bestselling author Sarah Castille

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**EXCERPT/TEASER BLITZ** The Consummation by Lauren Rowe

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“I’ve got a present for you,” I coo as Josh lays me down on the bed.

“Oh yeah?” Josh pulls off his shirt, revealing his gloriously muscled and tattooed torso.

“Oh my God,” I say, ogling him.

Josh pulls down his pants and briefs, letting his straining donkey-dick spring free.

“Sweet Baby Jesus,” I blurt. “I feel like my clit’s a lawnmower and you just yanked its starter-cord.”

Josh smiles wickedly. “Oh, the things I’m gonna do to you, hot momma.” He advances on me like a panther.

“Wait. Close your eyes.”

Josh exhales like I’ve asked him to stop and change the oil in my car. “You’re killing me, Smalls,” he says.

“Close ’em, Playboy. I’ve got a surprise for you. It’ll take five seconds and then you can do whatever you please to me.”

Josh settles onto his knees next to me, his naked body taut, his erection massive. “You’ve got twenty seconds and then I can’t be held responsible for what this dick might do to you.”

I pull my sundress off, revealing my leopard-print-electric-blue bra and undies underneath, and carefully cover my hipbone with my palm.

“Okay,” I say. “Open.”

Josh opens his eyes. “Great surprise. You’re gorgeous. Now lie back.” He pushes me back gently.

“No, you fool,” I say. “I haven’t shown you the surprise yet.”

Josh exhales again.

“You ready?” I ask.

Josh motions to his straining dick in reply.

I bite my lip and remove my hand, revealing the temporary “tattoo” Sarah drew on my hip with a Sharpie pen while we watched About Time in the other room. “For you, Playboy,” I say, unveiling the famous Playboy-rabbit-head-logo drawn onto my hip. “I can’t get a tattoo while pregnant—apparently, there’s a risk of infection or whatever—but I finally figured out what I’m gonna do for my second tattoo after the baby’s born.”

Josh’s hard-on visibly twitches. “Aw, you’re gonna get a boyfriend tattoo?”

I nod.

Josh’s sapphire eyes smolder. “Sounds pretty serious, babe.”

“Oh, it is—as serious as it can be.”

Josh advances on me slowly, his taut muscles flexing, his hard-on huge, and slowly pushes me onto my back. He deftly removes my bra and, the minute my breasts bounce free, he buries his face into my cleavage and motorboats my boobs, making me giggle.

“I’ll be damned, your pretty titties might actually be getting a little bit bigger, babe,” he says.

I look down at myself. “Really?”

“Maybe. Lemme double check.” He takes my left nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around and around.

I let out a soft moan.

“Yeah, definitely,” he says.

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Josh Faraday is used to getting what he wants. And what he wants is her.

The Playboy and The Party Girl with a Hyphen, Josh and Kat from the bestselling The Club series, tell their love story in a scorching new trilogy: The Infatuation, The Revelation, and The Consummation. Whoever said love is patient and kind has never met hell-on-wheels, Kat Morgan.

Readers are advised to read the bestselling books of The Club Series in order before reading Josh and Kat's trilogy:

The Club (The Club #1)

The Reclamation (The Club #2)

The Redemption (The Club #3)

The Culmination (The Club #4)

Find out why readers have made The Club a USA Today and Amazon #1 bestseller in three categories: Romantic Suspense, New Adult and Romantic Erotica!

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Lauren Rowe is the pen name of the USA Today best-selling author, performer, audio book narrator, award-winning songwriter and media host/personality who decided to unleash her alter ego to write The Club Trilogy to ensure she didn't hold back or self-censor in writing the story. Lauren Rowe lives in San Diego, California where she lives with her family, sings with her band, hosts a show, and writes at all hours of the night. Find out more about The Club Trilogy and Lauren Rowe at www.LaurenRoweBooks.com.

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RECKLESS by Franca Storm ~~BOOK BLITZ~~

Title: RECKLESS

Series: Black Thorns #1

Author: Franca Storm

Genre: MC/Biker Romance

 Release Date: May 12, 2015

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Meet the alpha male bad boys in this first part to Ax and Rox’s story.

Neil “Ax” Barron walked away from the Black Thorns MC two years ago. Now he’s back as Vice President for one reason: to take out the President of ruthless rival club, the Devil’s Mavericks. A sadistic, soulless man who is also his father. Ax has his orders to carry out his mission covertly so Black Thorns isn’t thrust into open war. But when he meets his contact—a ball-busting, smart-mouthed woman—he quickly realizes he’s got his work cut out for him.

Roxana James hates bikers and a relationship is the last thing she wants. Settling down is her worst nightmare. No man will tame her! She’s content on her own and she’s done well for herself. Until a rough, dirty-talking biker turns her world upside down. He challenges everything she’s ever known.

Together they break down one another’s walls. Two opposites really do attract. The fiery connection between them quickly evolves into much more, despite resistance from them both.

But with so many forces aligned against them and Rox determined not to become part of Ax’s club life, is there really a place for their love? Or will the sacrifices needed for them to be together, come at too high a price?

Take a wild ride towards freedom and the right to love for two damaged enemies to lovers. The action never stops in this motorcycle club romance. Ax and Rox’s story concludes in SOULLESS, but their hot romance thriller won’t be the last in this series. There are many more of these tattooed heroes and alpha male bikers to meet yet.

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“What’s your damage, woman?”

“What?” she snaps.

“You stupid? That it? Bringing a guy you dunno to your home? A guy who’s VP of a MC you call your enemy and shit?”

She smirks. “I have my reasons. Why? Are you planning on roughing me up?”

Roughing her up? If anyone else spouted the shit she’s been, disrespecting me and the club like that, wouldn’t be a question ‘bout it. Woulda been roughed up good. A done deal. But I don’t beat on women. Some of the brothers might not respect that line, but I do. Ain’t never laid my hands on a woman that way and I ain’t never gonna. Ain’t my father.

But I do wanna lay my hands on her in another way. The second she started mouthing off to me earlier, I was down for that. Had a permanent hard on since she threatened to pull her gun on me.

Talk ‘bout throwing me through a loop. Such a demented response. Know she meant business, but my dick was in the driving seat. If it’d come down to it, I probably woulda let her pull the damn thing just for the sick thrill of seeing a sight like it.

I ain’t used to women like her. In the club, they know their fucking place and shit. But this bitch ain’t nothing like them. Been messing with me all over the place since I walked into that diner. That smart mouth of hers should piss me off big time. It does, but that ain’t the end of the story. It fucking turns me on too. Fucking hot shit.

It don’t help that she’s such a fine piece of ass. Tight little body. Perky tits that’d make a sweet handful. Her silky dark brown hair that I wanna fist my hands in and tug on hard. And those deep blue eyes of hers? Fucking sexy as sin.

Yeah, she hates bikers. But I ain’t never let hatred get in the way of a good fuck. And while I’m stuck in this hell hole of a city on club business, I got time to play.

“Rough you up, huh? That what you want—my hands on you, babe?”

“I’ll break your fingers,” she fires back.

But it’s all bullshit. I ain’t blind. I see her blushing, crossing her legs all awkward and shit. She’s turned on. Mmm, yeah. I bet she’s already warm and wet between her thighs.

She stands up, tryin’ to hide it. Nice try, babe.

“Tell me what you know about Skinner’s plans.”

“Like I said; looks like he wants to set up shop here.”

“And that concerns Black Thorns how? This isn’t your territory.”

“Reirdon’s right next door to Brockford, so yeah, it concerns us, babe.”

She starts pacing slowly as she takes my words in. “All right,” she says finally, walking over to me where I’m lounging on the other couch. She stops in front of me, her arms still folded over her chest, pushing her sweet tits up and giving me a hell of a view.

“This is how it’s gonna work here. You tell me what you know. Give me all the intel you have on this latest initiative of theirs and I’ll take care of it.”

I scoff. “Ain’t happening.”

“Yes it is. I’ll take it from there,” she insists.

That’s it! This bitch dunno when to back down. Been holding back so far, thinking playing nice is the right way to go cuz she’s a woman, a tiny little thing. But to hell with that. Ain’t working. She’s a fucking ball buster and dunno when to back down. ‘Bout to fucking show her. Make her back down.

Grabbing her hips, I pull her down onto the couch, forcing her under me. She fights me—with her fists—no nails like most bitches would use. Nah, she’s all punches and kicks. Damn. Just getting me harder, babe. I grunt as her steel toe boots scrape my shins. She might be feisty, but she ain’t got the weight or muscle I got to back it up. I pin her legs with mine and capture her fists with one hand, pressing ‘em to her tits ‘til she’s at my mercy.

She grins at me then.

What the fuck? Weren’t expecting that.

Before I can figure out her game, she shows me, rolling her hips. I grunt as her pussy rubs against my rock hard dick. Fucking hell. She’s messing with me.

“So easy,” she says as she does it again, driving me insane.

“Stop,” I growl at her.

“Why?” she taunts. “It’s clearly what you want. Aww…got a hard on for me, biker boy?”

She wants to play, we’ll play. I slide my hand inside her jeans so quickly that all she can do is gasp. My fingers brush her panties and I smile to myself. Wet. Soaking wet. “Sure you hate bikers, babe? Cuz, your pussy’s craving this biker’s dick.”

“You’re disgusting,” she hisses.

Funny thing is, she don’t make no attempt to pull my hand outta her tight little jeans.

“Yeah?” I slide a finger underneath the lacy fabric of her panties and tease her drenched pussy. “I think you like that. Down and dirty.”

She bites her lip and shakes her head, tryin’ to fight it.

But I got all the proof I need on my fingers.

Our eyes lock and the heat between us almost makes me stop breathing. So fucking intense.

Jesus, I ain’t never felt nothing like it. My dick’s straining against my jeans painfully now. I’m right on the goddamn edge here.

I tease her pussy some more, and lean into her, my breath hot on her neck. “Want me to fuck you?”

She grinds against my fingers, answering me silently before panting, “Yes. But no more foreplay.”

“What?” I ask as I let go of her hands and rip open her jeans, roughly tugging ‘em down her legs.

“I want your dick, not your fingers,” she tells me.

“Music to my fucking ears, babe.”

I shake off my cut. I pull a condom outta the back pocket of my jeans, unbuckle the damn things in record time and sheath my throbbing dick.

I sink into her slowly, groaning at the feel of such a tight fucking pussy. Been a long-assed time since I’ve felt anything like this. The sluts that hang ‘round the clubhouse are all so damn loose. Nothing like this. Holy fucking shit. Can’t fucking move inside her. Her grip’s outta this world.

I look down at her and she’s got her head thrown back, her eyes closed as she licks her lips. It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve even seen. Shit. That thought unsettles me. Get a grip, asshole.

“Hold my hands,” she says, her eyes snapping open. “Hold my hands down,” she presses when I don’t answer fast enough. It’s kinda hard to focus when I’m tryin’ to fight every instinct to pound her into the couch. Can’t ‘til she adjusts to my size. She’d probably pull her gun and shoot me for that.

I grab her wrists and slam ‘em into the couch above her head. Don’t take long before I feel her relax ‘round me. Mmm. Rough gets her off.

“Yes,” she moans out.

And that’s it. I’m done. I pull out almost all the way and then slam back in hard. She curses like a sailor as I pound her so fucking hard the couch moves.

“Name?” she pants at me.

“Neil,” I utter without thinking. My brain’s on lockdown right now. No blood flowing there. “Neil Barron.”

“Barron?” she questions. There’s an edge in her voice.

Fuck that. No more talking. I don’t bother responding. I lean into her, my tongue tasting the side of her neck. I suck hard, hard enough to leave a mark.

Next thing I know, she’s kicking me and yelling for me to get off her.

What the fuck?

“Get off me,” she orders.

“Please tell me you’re fucking about, babe.”

“No. Get off me. Now,” she shrieks. “Now! Pull out!”

As soon as I pull out and lift my weight off her, she scrambles off the couch, hastily pulling on her jeans. She’s white as a damn sheet.

“You’re related to Skinner. Pete Barron? The President of the Devil’s Mavericks is your family?”

Wow, she’s really freaked out, basically hysterical. “Why?” What’s the story here?

“Answer me!” she screams.

“We’re related, yeah.” Christ, even admitting the connection repulses me.

“What…who…who is he to you exactly? A distant relative?” she asks, way too hopeful ‘bout the distant part.

I pocket the condom, zip up my jeans and shrug my cut back on. “No,” I tell her, forcing myself to say the words I fucking hate admitting on my best days. “I’m his son.”

Her eyes go wide. “Oh God. I’m gonna be sick.” She grabs her mouth and runs from the room into the kitchen. A second later, I hear her puking her guts up.

What the fuck’s going on here?

Author Bio

Franca was born in Surrey, England and currently lives in Niagara Falls, Canada with her husband and their labrador, Rocky.

She is a long-time lover of erotica and romance novels, especially those with sexy-as-sin alpha males. She decided to try her hand at writing her own and writing romance is now her obsession and the perfect way to put her dirty mind to good use!

Her writing spans many different sub-genres of romance: contemporary, biker romance, paranormal romance, new adult, romantic erotica and romance suspense. She’s got a ton of stories to tell and many more works up her sleeve.

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