Sunday, November 29, 2015

Cowboys, puppies, snow and a blonde who ties it all together in a bow of #Romance and #Suspense

She's a protected witness who can't risk being known so she hides behind sunglasses and puppies.
He's the cowboy who lives next door who dares love her despite the mysterious secrets that swirl around her like a blizzard veiling danger.  
Welcome to the Scintillating Sunday Blog Hop where multiple romance and erotic romance authors share 8 paragraphs of their work to tempt and tantalize. Today we're peeking inside the bestselling romantic suspense novel, WhiteOut.


"I want what you want," she admitted with a crooked grin. "That's another true thing for your list. I'm thankful that you convinced me to go to the hot springs with you. I loved it...kissing you, making out, getting wild, relaxing, drinking whiskey in the dark, kissing you again."

"That was only phase one." He dropped his hand to her thigh and squeezed. "I'd hoped phases two and three of our date would bring more kissing, etcetera."

She laced her fingers through his and sighed. "I'm not exactly dating material, Ryan. I need to go."

He leaned across the seat and kissed her. Hard. Hand at the back of her head and the other on her thigh, he kissed her breathless until she moaned in surrender.

"I'll back out of here, take you to dinner, pretend we didn't see them," he whispered against her lips. "Come with me, Brandi."

"Tempting," she curled her fingers into the material of his shirt beneath the jacket, "but I need to go."

"Don't do it, Brandi, don't say good-bye, not yet. Stay with me."

"That's not how this works, Cowboy." She pushed away, grabbed her bag, looked toward the sheriff waiting on her porch, and jumped from the jeep before he could convince her to believe in miracles. People like her—those who'd sacrificed and lived in the shadows—weren't meant for love stories and happy endings. No self-pity, just matter-of-fact reality.

From the back cover...

She's been erased. 

As a protected witness, Brandi Simms has given up everything that made her unique to start over in Steamboat Springs, Colorado. Blending into the background isn't easy, but it's vital for survival. When her handsome yet incorrigible neighbor—former Olympic skier turned cowboy—decides her aloof attitude is a challenge rather than a deterrent, she knows the only right thing to do is resist.

The secrets she hides are deadly.

Ryan Landry isn't accustomed to rejection. Three-time Olympic Gold Medalist, he's the local hero who came home to run a ranch and be near his family. The mysterious neighbor who seems content to hang out with dogs rather than humans haunts his fantasies and ignites that competitive drive that led him to the world stage.

He's not one to give up.

When her dangerous past catches up to Brandi, Ryan is determined to break through her secrets to find the truth no matter what the cost. Trapped in a whiteout blizzard with unseen threats lurking in the snow, will they get a chance to create a new beginning or will Brandi's past be the death of them?

Thursday, November 26, 2015

Score a Hole in One this Holiday Season #RomanceNovels

Who knew golfing could be fun? Jackie Williams, that's who. She's talking about her new release, A Hole in One, on today's Tantalizing Thursday. 

Jackie’s naughty side unleashed!

A Hole in One (The front nine)

Romance is my usual genre, but we all have a naughty side and A Hole in One (The front nine) is mine.

Having suffered golf widow syndrome for many years and after trying the 
'If you can't beat 'em, join 'em.' school of thought, with absolutely no success what so ever, I decided to delve into the sport a little deeper and see exactly why so many people spend hours and hours of their free time following dimpled balls about after aiming them at very small holes. 

After months of in depth research, I think I have discovered the answer.
It's amazing what a little fresh air and the delights of the English countryside can do for you!

ver one to let a few wayward balls spoil a good walk, join us in a short stroll along the front nine at 
Fairweather Fields.
Regardless of stiff shafts or loose grips, whether you drive deep or pull your stroke, prefer to play your wood in the rough or your iron in the bunker, with holes, poles and sweet spots abounding, there’s something for everyone who has ever thought that ‘playing a round’ is a euphemism for exactly that, ‘playing around!’
A Hole in One (The Front Nine) is a collection of nine short, sexy stories loosely based around the game of golf and only suitable for those aged 18 upwards due to its fabulously decadent content! 
A Hole in One(The back nine) 2nd in series is due out early in 2016
Excerpt from Chapter Four—In the Bunker
Louise bent to place her ball on the tee. Something was the matter wiht her again. The ball kept falling of the little wooden peg as Louise's fingers trembled every time she went to place it.
She looked over her shoulder and glowered at Emily who arched her eyebrows innocently and looked up at the fluffy white clouds high in the sky. Louise managed to place the ball and stepped back to take her shot. Something was still wrong. She stepped forwards. She stepped back. She stepped sideways and Mike nearly choked as he saw her squeeze her thighs together and then appear to release and squeeze them again. He frowned back at Frank to see if he'd noticed anything odd about her antics. Frank just shrugged back at him.

He glanced over at Emily, as Louise appeared to be having some kind of ladies problem, but she was staring off into the distance, her hands shoved hard into her pockets as if nothing strange was happening at all.
Mike saw Louise's thighs unclench again and she took an immediate, mighty swipe at her ball. She squealed and jumped at the last second and the ball shot up into the sky, almost disappearing from view before falling back and landing approximately ten feet in front of her.
Emily doubled over and let out a howl of laughter.
"I say!" Frank glared at her. "That's a bit unsporting. It would have been a great shot if it had been horizontal and not vertical." He nodded towards a red-faced Louise. "You'd better take your second shot now or you're going to lag behind."
Louise rolled her eyes, walked forwards the few paces and squared up to her ball again. She went through the same stepping and clenching ritual before she managed to hit a fairly decent ball down the fairway.
Emily took a deep breath and pressed her lips together as she walked up to the tee. She glanced at her friend before bending to place the ball. She looked at Louise again and frowned as if confused. She turned towards the ball, but glanced over her shoulder and waited a second more before taking a swing.
Her club whizzed out behind her, only missing Mike's head because he was quick enough to duck out of its flight path.
"What the fuck!" He yelled as he clamped his hand over the top of his head as if making sure it was still there.
Emily stifled the squeal that threatened to fall from her lips. She ran around in a small circle and shivered all over before she spoke.
"Oops! Sorry, Mike. Really sweaty palms. It's awfully hot, you know." Gaping at Louise, she wriggled and minced her way behind Mike and picked up her club before turning to Frank. "I don't think I drop a shot for that as I let go on my backswing and hadn't actually gone to hit the ball."
Frank's mouth fell open. Was that all she could thing about when she had nearly caused his best friend to permanent brain damage?

"Just take the shot," he bit out.
She glowered at a white-faced Louise, took her shot, and raised her hand to shield her eyes from the sun.
"Damn! I think it hit the bunker just the other side of the ash trees. I didn't see it bounce toward the green."
Mike grinned. If Emily's ball was in the bunker, it might make up for Louise's sky shot and his lost ball. Still plenty to play for. He and Frank began striding out down the fairway.
Emily nudged Louise with her elbow.
"You idiot! I could have killed your boyfriend."
Louise let out a loud snigger and then covered her mouth as Mike turned around to look over his shoulder at her.
"I didn't know that you were going to let the bloody club go," she hissed out in a loud whisper and then began chuckling again. "Thank goodness for his quick reflexes. I would have been a bit annoyed if you had done for him. I'm on a promise for later...and, boy, am I going to need it by the time we finish here today." She winked at Emily before speaking again. "What about that sky shot I took? You know that there are endangered species of buzzards flying around at Fairweather Fields. I could have been prosecuted if I'd hit one!"
It was Emily's turn to laugh.
"You do realize that this is the most fun I've ever had on the course, don't you? I can't believe that we never thought of this before. I can't wait until the boys discover what we have planned for them next time." She strode along her friend and let out a little squeal as a buzz of pleasure hit her.
"They'll never let us do it...Can you imagine their faces when we tell them what we've done? The look in Mike's eye says that I'm in for a spanking later." Louise pretended to faint.
Emily laughed at her friend's acting skills.
"Idiot. You know you love it."
Louise waggled her eyebrows, shivered at the thought of Mike's hand, hot on her bottom, and then jumped as Emily obviously flicked her switch.
"We're going to need extra batteries at this rate." Louise rolled her eyes and grinned at her shuddering friend as she flicked the switch in her own pocket again.
Emily gasped and stopped walking for a few seconds as she caught her breath.
"Bitch. We're only meant to do it when taking shots. That was the rule. I don't want it to fall out of my knickers. I'd just die if Frank and Mike knew what we were doing." She began walking again as the sensation stopped.

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Sunday, November 22, 2015

Beachside #Romance for New Year's Eve #ScintillatingSunday

She's through with love! Done! On a solo vacation in Belize to be a thousand miles away from the wedding of the century while her ex-fiance marries someone else, all she wants is an adventure and some wild fun. She never anticipated meeting Mr. Right who suddenly complicates all of her uncomplicated plans. 
Romance Adventure in Belize for New Year's Eve
Welcome to the Scintillating Sunday Blog Hop where multiple romance and erotic romance authors share snippets of their work. What are your plans for New Year's Eve? Today we're looking inside the romance adventure novella, Anonymity, where the main characters are swept away with unexpected romance. 


"I'm on vacation and dancing with a gorgeous blonde in the moonlight, of course I'm happy." He moved her into a tight circle on the beach. The feel of his body against hers created havoc with her nerves.

"This is crazy," she whispered, not entirely sure if she was talking about her reaction to him, their date, or the entire situation.


Give in, a voice encouraged from deep within her psyche.

She skimmed her fingers over his neck before sliding them into his hair. Grinning because it felt good to abandon inhibitions, she stood on her tiptoes and kissed him.

He slid his lips against hers, eyes wide open and reflecting moonlight. His hands gripped her hips. Slowly, they savored the taste of each other.

Tremors of desire began where their lips met and rocked through her body to her toes until she felt certain she'd collapse. Shaken, she locked her fingers behind his head and teased his lips with her tongue. He opened his mouth and deepened the kiss. Intense. Hard. Perhaps it was the beach or the aftereffects of Rosie's special concoction, but she'd never felt like this from a kiss.

With a gasp, he lifted his face from hers and stared into her eyes. His chest rose and fell against hers with each steadying breath. Without letting go, he asked, "Why do I feel like I just dove off a cliff?" 

From the back cover...

Alyssa McNeil is through with romance. In Belize on a solo vacation designed to make her forget that her ex is marrying someone else on New Year's Eve, she's determined to break free of her comfort zone. Meeting Luke Picket falls perfectly into her plans for indulging fantasy, letting go of inhibition, and having uncomplicated fun under the sun. Falling in love with him is definitely not on the agenda.

Luke Picket is more than happy to go along with her idea of a no strings, first-name only weeklong fling. He embraces his solo lifestyle and can't see that changing any time soon. When they find themselves trekking through the jungle and facing turbulent seas together, the feelings he'd fought so hard to avoid in his life start stirring in his closed-off permanent bachelor heart.   

But they'd agreed on anonymity, on a first-name-only-no-strings love affair, and neither wants to ruin the moment with unwanted declarations. Old beliefs are challenged. Doubts questioned. Will they stick to their deal and go their separate ways when the week is over? Or will the new year bring them a new attitude about love?

**Anonymity is book one of the Wanderlust Series, which is a series of romance adventure novels written as stand-alone books. In future series, some characters may make cameo appearances, but all are true stand-alones**

A few reviews...

5.0 out of 5 stars
Anonymity, excellent read! 
Kristina Larson
Great love story! I could feel the characters' "electric chemistry" jump right out of the pages...couldn't put the book down! Definitely rates up there as one of the best romance books I've ever read! A must read for anyone who loves romance(:

5.0 out of 5 stars
Passion Filled Vacation 
Pamela (Toronto, ON) -  
Amber Lea Easton ("Easton") truly shines when it comes to giving her readers exactly what they want when it comes to romance; a novel full of passion and hot hot sex; and characters (both lead and supporting) who you'll fall in love with; all on a sandy beach with crystal-clear blue water as far as the eye can see. The author wields a terrific and engaging story, even thought-provoking at times, that's full of fun and desire that leaves you not only wishing it was you on that beach, but you who's being screwed hard against a palm tree by one very hot and sexy male specimen like Luke.

This is the second novel of Easton's I've read and it will most definitely not be my last. I was actually sad when the story ended; that it wasn't longer than 186 pages as I couldn't get enough. Thoughts of getting on a plane heading towards a tropical beach is all I can think of - that, and a palm tree.

5.0 out of 5 stars
Excellent romance 
ChristophFischerBooks "Chris" -
(Top 500 Reviewer)

"Anonymity" by Amber Lea Easton is a great holiday romance, set in Belize between Christmas and New Year - coincidentally the same time that I read the novel.
Reading the novel about a no-strings attached one week fling between Alyssa and Luke was the perfect escapism, just like a sweet dream. The two make a pact not to talk about their real lives: What happens in Belize, stays in Belize. Or does it?
Sunshine, water, sex and jungle adventures are part of this fun-filled and lovely story. Besides the great main characters there are a few really well chosen others, such as the bar tender Rosie and Savannah, who also has the hots for Luke.
Well written and easy on the proverbial eye this is a very enjoyable and entertaining read that should please a wide audience.

5.0 out of 5 stars
The perfect romance with more than I thought possible 
Thank you Amber Lea Easton for completely capturing the essence of romance. You have, yet again, set the bar high. This was the perfect book. The main characters were strong and well developed and I felt like I was in Belize. The best surprise was the connection to the secondary characters. I fell in love with Rosie and found myself rooting for Savannah. What a great story about new beginnings and living the way we all dream of.