Cover Reveal for Wild by Adriane Leigh

Expected Release Date: December 13, 2013

Erotic Romance

SYNOPSIS

An independent woman, a controlling man, and one wild one-night stand…

Kat Kennedy moved to the rugged coast of Maine to start a new life, but encountered much more than she bargained for in dark, dangerous, and seductive Lane Wild.

Desire and temptation smolder before she succumbs to her darkest fantasies with the captivating stranger. She doesn't expect to see him again after an explosive one-night stand leaves her breathless and craving more, but just like lightning in the darkness, he shows up in her life at the most unpredictable moments.

A sensual game of cat and mouse ensues before the attraction between them reaches a fever pitch—the magnetism combustible, the sexual tension nearly unbearable—and Kat finally abandons inhibition and explores the cunning, selfish, and sexual side of a world she's never known. 

They have the perfect non-relationship—passion-fueled nights with no strings attached—until life gets real and the past and present collide in a dangerous storm of lust and obsession.

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Prologue

Sunday morning and I felt like ass. Complete an total bullshit ass. Worst hangover of my entire fucking existence.

I stepped through the doors of my small cottage on the beach and headed straight for the bathroom. I needed to get the awful taste of alcohol out of my mouth. I hadn’t gotten so fall-down drunk since I was in high school. That graduation party that Jenny Gordon had had when we drank vodka and juice and I made out with her brother. Every time I closed my eyes that night I saw stars. Actual stars spinning behind my eyelids.

I stepped into the bathroom and assessed myself in the mirror. My cheeks: hollow. My hair: a wild mess, tangled around my shoulders. Dark circles under my eyes and a smudge of mascara rimmed beneath my eyelashes. I looked like hell and I felt like hell, and the actual worst part about it was it wasn’t just me there to witness it. Here I was, stumbling in at six am, fresh from crawling out of someone else’s bed.

What a shit storm I’d created last night.

His wild dark hair and sexy grin slammed into my brain. He’d driven me to distraction at the bar last night. I’d only been in town a few weeks, and I’d stopped in for just one drink. I was keeping to myself, but I couldn’t help but notice his beautiful face and body made for sin throwing darts with a few other guys. His laugh was full and hearty and echoed across the room garnering everyone's attention. The women fawned over him and the guys hung out with him; he was the most popular guy in the pace, commanding the attention of all. And even when I was trying to divert my eyes I couldn’t help but sneak glances.

So I'd had another drink and pretended not to watch that devilishly handsome grin light his face.

“Can I buy you a drink?” he asked. The breath caught in my throat when I turned to look at him. He looked at me with a sexy sparkle in his endlessly deep, arctic blue eyes. His full lips turned up in a seductive grin. He was so much fucking trouble, I could see it pouring off him. If I hadn’t suspected it before when he was flirting with all the girls in the place, It was obvious now that I was in his space.

But unfortunately for me I so liked being there.

“Thanks.” I nodded my head and turned back to my drink because there was nothing else I could say. He slid onto the bar stool beside me and nodded to the bartender.

“Haven’t seen you before, passing through?” his deep voice reverberated across the space between us and slammed straight between my thighs. He had the sexiest voice I’d ever heard. How was it possible for one man to be so sexy? To be so blessed with the entire package? A sharp stubbled jaw line, the fullest lips that had me wondering what they’d feel like trailing across my body, stunning eyes that sparkled mischievously when he spoke. It was obvious he left intelligent women everywhere struggling to find words.

“New, yes. Thanks.” I smiled as the bartender set our drinks down.

I don’t remember much from that point on.

Well that's not true, I remember bits and pieces, the most delicious parts.

His hands ran up under my shirt as he pinned me against the door of his truck.

His lips on my neck, teeth nipping at the flesh.

Stumbling up the steps to his house, his body slamming me against the front door, hands locked above my head as one of his palms trailed up my thigh and under my dress to hook my leg around his hip. A thumb hooking in the delicate lace of my panties before his fingers breach the fabric and run up my soaking wet length. My body writhing against his as he sucked on my earlobe, his fingers working in an out of me before my first orgasm bloomed low in my belly and shot across every nerve I had.

He opened the door and we stumbled into his house, making it just to the foyer before he kicked the door closed and laid me down on the floor, his hard body hovering over mine, caging me in.

The sound of a zipper as he pushed the jeans down his powerful thighs.

His rough hands trailing up my legs and over my ribcage before pulling the dress over my shoulders.

Fingers hooking in my pushup bra and pulling the fabric down to reveal the hardened peaks of my nipples. Teeth dragging across the sensitive flesh as he slides between my thighs and teases his arousal through my slick folds.

The low growl that escaped his throat as my nails dug into the hard muscle of his back and dragged across his skin.

My second orgasm in as many minutes as he ground his hips between my thighs and fucked me so hard the only words that escaped my lips were, “Oh, God.”

Oh, I remembered plenty.

But the most mortifying of my walk of shame this morning was the realization that I still hadn’t caught his name.

About the Author

Adriane Leigh was born and raised in a snowbank in Michigan's Upper Peninsula and now lives amongst the sand dunes of the Lake Michigan lakeshore.
She graduated with a Literature degree but never particularly enjoyed reading Shakespeare or Chaucer.

Adriane is married to a tall, dark and handsome guy, plays mama to two sweet baby girls, and is a voracious reader and knitter.

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Autumn in the Vineyard (St. Helena Vineyard #3) by Marina Adair Interview & Signed Paperback Giveaway!

 We're so excited to have Marina Adair stop by today for an interview. She also has a signed paperback of her latest release to give away!

  

Interview

What do you think readers will like about the main couple, Frankie and Nate?

First, thanks for having me here today!

As for Frankie and Nate, I think what made them so much fun to write is that this isn’t just an opposites attract story, they also have a secret and heated past, which allows for so much steamy conflict.

The heart of Frankie’s struggle is that she has experienced enough betrayal and disappointment in her lifetime to understand that it is just easier to go it alone. The idea of leaning on someone—especially a man—is terrifying. And I knew that the only way to get her to give into the chemistry and give Nate a chance to earn her trust was to force them to share space, because it’s hard to hide the real you from someone who shares your shower. So if Frankie wants to save her vineyard, she has to cohabitate with the one guy who broke her heart and her trust.

What was your favorite scene to write in this book?

Most women are scared of spiders or burglars or things that go bump in the night… not Frankie. Nope, she is terrified of babies. So I had to write a scene where she is forced to face her biggest fear, so of course I made Baby Sophie a fussy, screaming, poop-machine who, like most vicious predators, can sense fear on their enemy. And. no brainer, her awkward moment had to be witnessed by Nate, St. Helena’s most perfect human being.

What made this scene my favorite is the way Nate is there for her, and how Frankie, for the first time in years, allows herself to be vulnerable to the man who, at one time, had crushed her world. That was the turning point in the book for me, the moment where I really knew who they were and how their story was going to play out.

Can you share with us a little of what you're currently working on? 

I just finished the final edits on Book #4 in the St. Helena Vineyard series, BE MINE FOREVER, which comes out January 21, 2014 and follows the baby of the family, Trey DeLuca. After watching each of his brothers trade in their man-card for a minivan, Trey develops a severe allergic reaction to commitment, compromise, and kids. So of course I paired him up with the sexy single-mom next door who isn’t in the market for a man—so much as a Manny to watch her son. It was fun to witness the commitment-phobe playboy fall hard, especially when the woman he is falling for comes stock-ready with a kid, white picket fence, and a life that screams commitment.

I am also in the middle of writing Book #5, FROM THE MOMENT WE MET, which releases Summer 2014 and follows the only sister of the family. Abby DeLuca and Jack Tanner’s story will wrap up the DeLuca siblings, but don’t worry, the St. Helena Vineyard series isn’t over. Frankie Baudoiun has three sexy, older brothers who all have stories coming out in 2015 … so stay tuned.

Quickie questions:

Current favorite song or band?

Play it Again by Luke Bryan

Sweet or Savory?

Oh easy, sweet!

Read anything good lately?

Finding the time to read has been difficult lately, but I did just buy Long Shot by Hanna Martine. I'm only a few chapters in, but I am loving it!

Thank you, Marina Adair, for chatting with us today about your latest St. Helena Vineyard release! It was a pleasure having you!

  

Frankie Baudouin has a hundred reasons not to trust Nate DeLuca. First, he’s a DeLuca. Second, he kissed her—in front of the entire town—and then never called. Oh, and he’s after her land. Sorrento Ranch is Frankie’s last chance to prove to her family—and to herself—that she has what it takes to be an award-winning winemaker. And she will stop at nothing to ensure her success—even if it means playing nice with the starched, sophisticated, and oh-so-sexy Italian.

For Nate, Sorrento Ranch is more than just soil and grape vines; it was his father’s dream—a dream Nate is determined to make a reality. So when he finds himself forced to cohabitate with a hot-headed, irrational, and incredibly gorgeous Baudouin, Nate is surprised to discover that chaos could be so much fun—especially when she sleeps in nothing but lace.

4.5 - 5 Stars

Marina Adair returns with another great pairing! The third book in the St. Helena Vineyard series showcases two long-time bitter rivals, a family feud and lots of tension and romance! Oh, and the most adorable alpaca named Mittens!

Disowned by her grandfather, Francesca “Frankie” Baudouin takes all that she has and buys one of the most sought after properties in wine country, Sorrento Ranch. She has big dreams for her winery! The only problem is that her long-time rival, Nate DeLuca, bought the same property too. Uh-oh! Tensions flare and heads butt as the two are forced to make things work.

Can I just say that I adored this story and love this couple?! Ms. Adair continues to pair the DeLuca brothers with strong female leads. Frankie is stubborn and has a mean temper, but she's also loyal to the bone, a risk-taker and has this unbelievable drive to prove that she can succeed on her own. She also wears leather and gets around on a motorcycle, which I think Nate finds sexy. Frankie and Nate have known each other since they were little growing up in the same town. Both come from well-respected families with a long history in St. Helena. Nate is one charming and hard-working winemaker! I just loved how he notices the little things about Frankie that no one else does and makes her see things in a different perspective. He completely gets her. I think it's cute that he likes to shut her up with kisses! Awww!

Ms. Adair seems to highlight some sort of local competition in each St. Helena Vineyard book. This time it's the annual Cork Crawl. The way she writes about the townspeople gearing up for annual events is fun, festive and fits well with the plot. It never ceases to amaze me that every time I read a book in this series, I have this urge to visit wine country again and again.

A smart, sexy, tension-filled romance story that will make you laugh, cry and perhaps pop open that bottle of Syrah you've been saving. Salute!

*A complimentary copy was provided in exchange for an honest review.*

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About the Author

Marina Adair is a National bestselling author of romance novels. Along with the St. Helena Vineyard series, she is also the author of Tucker's Crossing, part of the Sweet Plains series. She currently lives in a hundred-year-old log cabin, nestled in the majestic redwoods of the Santa Cruz Mountains, with her husband and daughter.

As a writer, Marina is devoted to giving her readers contemporary romance where the towns are small, the personalities large, and the romance explosive.

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Greed (The Seven Deadly #2) by Fisher Amelie

Gather ‘round, love, because I want you. I want what you have, I want what you don’t have, I want more of what I already have. I want. But if you so much as ask for something in return, go ahead and walk away. Know if you want to play in my world, it’s every man for themselves and the weak become mine. Leeches will be obliterated because I make it my job to destroy them. I protect what’s mine and I take what’s yours…because that’s what I do. I want.

My story will not endear me to you and, frankly, I could care less if it does because I’m in this for the money and nothing else. There’s nothing redeeming about me. I’m a corrupt, money hungry, immoral asshole from Los Angeles. I’m every man’s worst nightmare and every girl’s fantasy.

I’m Spencer Blackwell…And this is the story about how I went from the world’s most coveted guy to the guy no one wanted around and why I wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world.

Yep! Another one of the Deadly Sins ROCKED!! :)

We met Spencer Blackwell in Vain and yeah, he was kind of a shallow douche, but WOW! We really had no idea how bad and broken he really was! Now, we can chalk it up to poor little rich kid who didn't want to risk daddy cutting him off so he did all of his despicable dirty work, but really, by the time this story begins Spencer's soul is already worn and weary from the shallow pathetic-ness that is his life.

The greed was more powerful than the will to do right.

The first real act of goodness we see is Spencer putting Bridge's needs and feelings above his own. Let me explain, Bridget is preggers and their pathetic shit hole of a father insists that she get rid of it. Because that would be an embarrassment to him to have a pregnant teenage daughter. I know, complete A-Hole!! 

Of course he insists Spencer take her to have it done but he can't go through with it when he knows how much Bridge doesn't want to. So they run!

They run to Montana, to a friends family ranch, hoping that they can lay low and their father won't find them, at least until Bridge's eighteenth birthday. The Hunt family is good country folks and they welcome them both with open arms. This is where we see Spencer really start to become the man we will grow to love. Oh yeah, and there is a girl. Cricket is the Hunt's granddaughter and Spencer is instantly enamored with her. Their chemistry is OFF THE CHARTS!! Only one problem, she is taken!

"I'm going to tell you something, but this can only be said once," she began, and took another shaky breath, "I suffer for you," she barely got out. "I want to be near you always. I'm falling in love with you and it's-it's a sweet agony, however, it's still an agony." 

There is so much love and growth in this book, you just want to cheer for Spencer, hell for the whole lot of them, at the end of this book. Oh, don't get me wrong, there is a lot of tension and tears before you get there but I promise you will get there. 

This is my second of the Deadly Sins and I can honestly tell you I am anxiously awaiting experiencing the rest!!

Book Blitz: Drowning (Tears of Sin #1) by Rachel Firasek - Review, Excerpt, Giveaway

"I dare you."

Those words would change adrenaline junkie, Alice Harrison's life forever. She's a party girl that doesn't believe in love until she meets a man that only writes about it.

Seth James escaped his overbearing father and moved into one of the James family's vacant condos, hoping to create the music he loves in peace. But the fragile calm he's envisioned shatters when a tiny woman with a world full of energy bounces out of the elevator and nearly takes him out.

With the patience of a saint, Seth seeks the dark that keeps Alice from enjoying life. He challenges her to exorcise the demons in her past in order to discover the true meaning of love. But when the walls fall down, the hidden deceptions will bare the ugly truth about a woman drowning in sorrow and a man who may not know how to be her hero.

*Drowning is a New Adult Contemporary Romance suited for 18+ due to some violence, language, and sexual content*

 

3.5-4 Stars

It's a meeting between two artistic souls when Alice Harrison literally runs into Seth James. Although there is great mutual attraction, neither one wants any distractions. Ahhh, but this is romance, right? Pretty soon there's no doubt that friendship turns into something more! I found both Seth and Alice to be both beautifully damaged characters. They each have their own flaws...Alice more so than Seth. He is an aspiring musician. Creating music is his life, and he's trying to do good for his band. There's a reason why Alice keeps things hidden deep inside. She guards such painful truth and needs someone to believe.

“I'll be your anchor when the fear creeps in. I'll hold your hand and promise to listen. And when you dare to take on life, I'll be here to watch you survive. Cause I'm drowning in you.”

If I could describe this story in a few words, I would say that Drowning is exhilarating, dark and totally unexpected. Don't get me wrong, I liked this story, in fact, I found it completely engrossing. I enjoyed the alternating POV very much. I just wasn't expecting it to go down such a twisted path. The main antagonist in this story is pure EVIL!!! I have no words to describe this sick monster. There were scenes that made me cringe and squirm and left me in a state of high anxiety.

Although I felt things wrapped up too quickly, Drowning ends on a good note and leaves you feeling like a brand new journey is about to begin. I hope there will be more. I'm curious to see where Ms. Firasek takes this series. 

*A complimentary copy was provided in exchange for an honest review. *

Excerpt 

In the hall, arms laden with musical equipment, four large and totally hot guys fill the space—Seth James leading the pack. He stops, drops the cymbal dangling from an index finger, and stares. His too bright gaze travels down my scantily, and very sweaty, clad body and back up. When our eyes meet, he grins. “Come to help?”

“No.” I have no idea what makes me do it, but I snatch his cymbal off the floor and carry it into his apartment. I’m asking for trouble, but can’t seem to stop myself. They follow me inside, jaws still slack. Okay, so I’m cute, but not worthy of jaws dropping. I plop it down on his couch and rush back to the door. Taking on Seth doesn’t scare me, but a crew of hotties is a little much.

His strong fingers wrap around my shoulder before I make it through the walkway. It’s not controlling or holding me back. His hand is simply resting on me. “Hey, thanks. I’m sorry if we…uh…interrupted your day.”

His words sound sincere and slightly slurred, and I can’t find it in my heart to be bitchy to the first guy in a long time that has only shown me kindness. I sigh and pivot to face him. “It’s not me I’m worried about. My sister is asleep.”

He glances at his watch and frowns.

“She’s recovering from an accident. So, if you don’t mind, keep it down in the halls.”

He leans forward. “Will do and I’m sorry.”

When he enters my personal space, my heart speeds up. His eyes stare into mine. I feel this incredible connection, like he knows my pain. Like he can see my guilt.

The distance between us seems to be shrinking, and I’m not sure if it’s me shuffling closer or him.

He snags the zipper on my jacket and runs it up and down. “Is she going to be okay?”

I pluck at a button on his shirt and glance up. “Eventually.”

His friends form a half-moon circle around him and gape at me. I flick a glance at each of them. They all have a very different style of dress, which only raises more questions about the man in front of me. “Am I the first girl they’ve ever seen?”

Blondie, with the coal lined eyes, on the left snickers. “In Seth’s apartment? Hell, yes.”

Seth elbows him, but grins.

The tall guy in a kind of hot-nerd ensemble leans over and shakes my hand. “Deacon. Would you like a beer?”

I eye the leering men again. “It looks like you started without me, and I’m not into gang-bangs.” I disengage the overlong hand play with the nerd and back away from the group. “G., I’ll catch you later.”

“Hey, wait. I’ll walk you back over.”

The hotties chuckle, high-five, and rib Seth as we walk toward the hall. He shuts the door to their gazes and catches my hand before I can cross back to my apartment. “Hey, are you going to tell me your name?”

“Nah, this is more fun.”

“Why?”

“I think you’re used to having your way.”

He smiles. “Maybe.” He leans against his door and crosses his arms. His smile slips into a smug grin I’d seen on so many rich boys in this city. He thinks he has me. “I’d like to have my way with you.”

He’s quite the talker when he’s sauced. Good to know. It’s nice to see his thoughts. “That’s the beer talking.” I step close, arch up on tip-toe, and tap a finger to his slightly parted lips. “A few hours ago, you didn’t have much to say. I’m okay with keeping this awkward tension between us. It’s all we’ll ever have.”

He scowls at that and twists the knob back to his apartment. “Whatever.”

Mission accomplished. I’d succeeded in pissing him off. If he stayed mad at me, then we could squash this weird attraction that we obviously both feel.

I grin. “Bye, G.”

His brows dip low, and I shove the door behind me, sagging against it. My breath swooshes out from between my clenched teeth. Damn, he is going to be trouble. I feel it all the way to my pinky toe.

A soft knock against my back drives home the point. I twirl and open the door before he disturbs Molly—or maybe because I’m not ready to share him with her yet. “What?”

He tucks a hand into the waistband of my shorts and hauls me into the hall, pulling my door shut behind me. “Where did you get that?” His gaze lingers on the small bump decorating my forehead.

I reach up and touch the sore knot. “Oh, I fell.”

“How?” He raises his free hand and traces the swelling.

I don’t even feel the careful prodding. No, my concentration is solely focused on the fingers tucked inside my shorts and only inches away from becoming way too familiar with me. “Um…I was doing yoga when you guys came down the hall.”

“And?” He tugs me closer. His thumb rakes a small path below my belly button.

Oh my. “Uh…I fell out of…of…my pose and banged my head on the floor.”

His eyes darken and those beautiful lips part. I want to snake my tongue across the bottom one to find out if it is as soft as it looks.

He winces and lowers his eyes to mine. “So this is my fault?”

I grab onto his wandering hand and pull it free of my shorts. If I didn’t, I’d be asking him for a wall orgasm in less than two minutes and random teasing and fleeing was a no go for me now. “No. It was an accident. Lighten up, G.”

“I don’t want to cause you pain.”

Wow, that feels like a loaded proclamation. “Okay. Well, keep the noise down, and we should be good.”

He drops the hand that had been rubbing away my bruise. Funny, I’d totally forgotten it. “I don’t want to cause you pain. It’s a personal thing.” A deep shudder races over him, and for some reason, I don’t think he is with me anymore.

“You didn’t. I’m fine.” I lift a hand and cup the side of his face, bringing his gaze to mine. It is the gentlest moment I’ve ever had with a man, and we’ve just met. “I’m not sure what this is, but I think I should go inside.”

He glances down the corridor, takes a deep breath, and nods. “Yes, you should.”

“Go play with your friends. Be men or whatever that means, and I’ll go back to my yoga.” I was going to need it after this.

He groans and drops his head back, his hint of an Adam’s Apple bobbing down the column of his neck, begging for my tongue to taste him there. “Did you have to bring that back to mind?”

I grin. “What? Me all hot and sweaty in contorted positions? Do you like that?”

He groans, and one side of his mouth slants up. “I have things to do and don’t need no-named neighbors distracting me.”

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About the Author

Rachel Firasek spends her days daydreaming of stories and her nights putting the ideas to ink. She has spent a dull life following the rules, meeting deadlines, and toeing the line, but in her made up worlds, she can let the wild side loose. Her wonderful husband and three children support her love of the written word and only ask for the occasional American Idol or Swamp People quality hour.

She has a philosophy about love. It must devastate or it isn’t truly worth loving. She hopes that you all find your devastating love and cling to it with all your heart!

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