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Saturday, February 25, 2017

Excerpt from Rock Her Hard

✰✰✰EXCERPT from ROCK HER HARD, CHAPTER 3✰✰✰


KYRI
My shoulders are hunched when I walk out of the bathroom of the pub, dreading my first day of work. I’m very self-conscious about the way my strapless bra supports—or rather, un-supports—my breasts. The girls are bouncing beyond control, but there’s nothing I can do about it. My uniform shirt hangs off my shoulders. I have no way of wearing a strapped bra without everyone seeing it.
I check in with Stephen in the back, who doesn’t bother training me—he just immediately throws me to the wolves. I’m given a pen, a pad, a menu, and a list of draft beers to memorize, and a mere thirty minutes to prepare before my shift officially begins. Sneaking off to the side, I sit down in a conference room off the hallway to browse the menu before I have to go explain it to customers. Luckily, I’ve been to this place several times with Alex, so it’s not too terribly foreign to me, but I’m having trouble remembering some of the specifics.
Using the pen and pad, I jot down a cheat sheet of information for myself until I’m able to take these things home and memorize them. The thing I’m having the most trouble with is the beer menu. I’m more of a martini and margarita kind of girl. I don’t like the taste of beer at all. Having to remember so many different types, strengths, colors, and tastes of beer is enough to make my head spin without having any alcohol in my system. I’m going to have to taste all of these so I can advise the customers. I’m not gonna enjoy it, but I’ll have a much harder time if I don’t.
When I’m finally ready to face my hell of a first day, I hear loud, high-pitched giggling in the hallway. I get up and open the door and find Ingrid and another girl—a thin, tanned blonde girl—whispering to each other right in front of me. They startle when I step up beside them.
“What’s going on?” I tuck my notepad into the back pocket of my tan shorts and stick the pen in the space between my ear and my hair.
Ingrid leans down to whisper in my ear, grinning. “You’re never going to believe who just walked in our front door.”
“Who?”
“Jace. Freakin’. Hawthorne! And the whole band,” she squeals.
My heart slams to a screeching halt in my chest. “What?”
“Filthy Bangers is here. We’re going to have to serve them all drinks.”
My entire head drains of blood. “You’re messing with me, right?”
“We’re not, I swear!” The other girl shrieks with excitement, gripping Ingrid’s arm for dear life.
“Okay, whatever.” I chuckle, shaking my head. These girls really think I was born yesterday. I’ve been a freshman in high school. I know the drill. The new kid gets hazed on the first day. Whatever. They’re not going to fool me this easily.
“Kyri, seriously. Look!” Ingrid points down the hallway to the front of the pub.
At first I don’t see him, but then she pulls me in front of her, and I spot the Jace Hawthorne heading toward the bar—all six foot two inches of him. My knees turn to jelly underneath me. He’s in a black collared shirt with rolled up sleeves—showcasing his beautiful wall of tattoos on his left forearm—and a pair of jeans that hugs his hips like they were custom tailored to his body. His dark wavy hair is perfectly tousled as usual. Even from here, I can hear his rich, velvety voice that sends chills running down my spine and makes things clench down below. The sexy British accent magnifies the effect to the point where I can actually feel my panties dampening.
It’s true. The hottest rock singer on earth is here, getting a beer in our pub.
But why?
“What the hell are they doing here?” I mutter. Even though Jace is my favorite, I have to admit his bandmates are fucking studs, too. But I can’t imagine what force on earth would drag them to a small Georgia town just outside Atlanta while they’re not on tour.
“Ladies, what are you doing huddled back here when we have important guests?” Stephen appears behind us, agitated, and shoos us toward the dining area. “Go serve them, now, before they leave without sampling our draft menu.”
“But I can’t serve the Bangers!” Ingrid wails, and the other girl agrees with her. They both tremble in their shorts. Funny, I figured they’d both be the aggressive type, not the kind of people who shy away from the chance to serve hot, famous guys.
Pansies.
“I’ll do it,” I volunteer, even though my heart is pounding in my throat from nerves. I don’t remember half of the beers on the menu right now. Thank God I have my cheat sheet stashed away in my pocket.
Stephen pushes me forward, and I nearly lose my balance. My knees knock together…or rather, squish together. This is one time I’m glad I have thunder thighs. Otherwise, everyone in the pub could hear me shaking from nerves.
I walk around behind the bar for the first time, taking a deep breath before I address the band. My God. I’ve never felt so much testosterone in one ten-foot radius before. It’s suffocating, yet exhilarating.
As I approach him, Jace’s deep amber eyes lock with mine, and I nearly lose my composure. His raw fire and tenacity is trained on me. The hunger in his eyes makes me think he might want to devour me alive. A corner of his mouth pulls up in amusement. Surprising me, he reaches his hand over the counter to shake my hand.
“Jace Hawthorne. Nice to meet you, Kyri.”
“What?” As soon as our hands meet, electricity pulses up my arm and tingles throughout my entire body. Jace must have felt it too, because he jerks back a little, not letting go of my hand. “How do you know my name?” I’m not even wearing a name tag yet.
“That’s my little secret, sweetheart.” He grants me a wink, causing my heart to nearly flutter right out of my chest. “I’ll have a local ale, please. Whatever you recommend.”
Fucking shit. He would ask for a recommendation on my very first night.
Luckily, the bartender, Pete, overheard us. He’s got a green mohawk, gauges, and multiple piercings, but he also has very kind eyes and a smile that puts you at ease. He pipes up over his shoulder as he’s refilling the beer fridge, “See The Stars is brewed an hour away in Athens. You can’t beat it.”
Keeping his fierce eyes trained on me, Jace responds, “Perfect. I’ll have the biggest mug you’ve got.”
Suddenly losing my ability to respond, I nod and move down to the next guy in the line—Eddie, the bassist. They all end up telling me they want the same thing Jace is having, so I take out four frosted mugs and have my first experience with filling up a glass with beer. After seeing me struggle with one of the nozzles, Peter comes over and holds the mug at an angle, showing me how to form a good foam on the top without letting it overflow or not filling it enough. Once I’ve got four beautiful mugs of See The Stars, I turn around and find Jace glaring at me, then glancing suspiciously at Peter.
I immediately start questioning myself on what I did wrong. Is there too much foam? Not enough?
Crap. I can’t handle this much stress. Maybe this isn’t the job for me after all.
“H-here you go.” I manage to deliver their beers without incident and can’t help but watch Jace as he takes a swig. The way his lips wrap around the rim of that mug and his Adam’s apple pulls up and down as he swallows…God, he is just so perfect. He has the face of an angel and the growl of a wolf in his voice. I could spend all night staring at him.
“Can I get you any a-appetizers?” I manage.
“Two orders of the buffalo wings, sweetheart.” The guy on the far side away from Jace flashes a winning pearly grin at me. I recognize him as Damien, the lead guitarist. Where Jace’s stare was probing and laser-focused, Damien’s is sinful and impish. “If you’ve got extra breasts, I’ll take those too.”
Judging from the heat rising up my neck, I’d estimate my cheeks are about the shade of hot Mexican salsa right now. Unconsciously, I pull my arms up over my breasts, which only makes my cleavage deeper and causes his tongue to flick over his lips with hunger.

“Coming right up.” Grateful for the excuse to book it out of there, I head back to the kitchen to put in my very first food order. 

Preorder here: myBook.to/RockHerHard

Tuesday, February 14, 2017

HOT NEW RELEASE: Fourteen Shades of F*cked Up - An Anthology

Title: Fourteen Shades of F*cked Up - An Anthology
Authors: Alyson Hale, Ariel Marie, Brittney Coon, Cristina Slough, J.A. Kerr, J.L. Baldwin, Jennifer Loring, Lilly James, Marie Skye, ML Rodriguez, N. Mills, QUINN, S. Valentine, Zack Halford
Release Date: February 14th, 2017
Genre: Dark/erotic romance anthology

★ SYNOPSIS ★
Roses are red. So is passion. And blood.

Fourteen authors have brought you stories of pain and love.
Struggle and dissonance.
Lust and depravity.

Whether your poison is a naughty husband and wife, a kinky night out on the town, edging toward the pinnacle of pain and pleasure, or something a little more supernatural, come indulge in your deepest, darkest, most f*cked up cravings.

We promise we won’t judge...if you won’t.

Note: This anthology contains content that is not appropriate for readers under the age of 18. 

PETITION DENIED by Alyson Hale
A rich lawyer gives his beloved wife the punishment of a lifetime after finding divorce papers in the mail.

DARKNESS CONSUMED by Ariel Marie
An assassin's life is never easy--and neither is leaving the one you love in order to save them.

EXCITABLE by Brittney Coon
When a dominant is sold as a submissive to another dominant, a dramatic power struggle ensues.

CONSENSUAL by Cristina Slough
A couple tries to resuscitate their broken marriage by going to their first swingers party.

F*CKING ADDICTED by J.A. Kerr
Sex addict Aiden knows his attraction to fellow addict Keira is dangerous--but then, so is he.

FOREVER PROMISES by J.L. Baldwin
When the demons come out to play and stake their claim, there are always fatal flaws.

A STRANGE AND DISTANT SAFETY by Jennifer Loring
For one young man, the nightmare scenario of abduction and torture becomes the key to unlocking his ultimate fantasy.

WICKED GAMES by Lilly James
Lyle and Ivy live for their toxic relationship, but all wicked games eventually come to an end.

AFFLICTION by Marie Skye
A prominent doctor enjoys inflicting pain on his enemies, until he begins to question his original intent.

STORY OF US by ML Rodriguez
He is the first to introduce her to carnal pleasures she never dreamed of, but will he be the last?

HER MISTAKE by N. Mills
Dysfunctional: an adjective that embodies Jezabelle's entire childhood and everything she strives to avoid, until a smooth-talking biker ruins all of her plans.

MISS X by Quinn
She calls herself a "professional mistress"--no love, no commitment, no future, until she meets a strangely familiar man who shows her how to feel again.

KILLER DOM by S. Valentine
Sometimes lust can carry you down surprising and dangerous paths...

ANOTHER LAST GLANCE by Zack Halford
A terminally ill billionaire uses an experimental procedure to feel endless ecstasy, but all he really wants is one last moment with his true love.

Universal E-book Link: myBook.to/FourteenShades
Paperback Link: https://www.createspace.com/6898905



PETITION DENIED by Alyson Hale
I pull my wife’s zipper down and yank her dress off, ignoring her kicking against me. With her dark hair fanned out over the pillow and her full, round breasts splayed for my pleasure, I’ve never seen anything more tantalizing. Before I do anything to her, I need to make sure she wants this, but I’m certain she does. Her moans and the obvious hardness of her round, small nipples mean more to me than the fruitless jabs of her knees into my hardened core. When I steal a glance at her pussy, I can’t help but grin at the way it glistens. No matter how hard she fights, she can’t hide her desire for me. It’s written all over every inch of her body. She is still mine.
Easing into my planned night of debauchery, I run my rough hand over her smooth, naked flesh and capture her lips in another kiss. 
“Lana Grace Law, you are mine, body, and soul,” I whisper softly between kisses. “Trying to escape me is futile.”
“You’re a bastard,” she growls, her brows drawn down in anger. 
I shoot her a grin that makes her pelvis quiver. “I think you’ll come to forgive me enough times.”




EXCITABLE by Brittney Coon
Leo is lying on the bed like a good boy. I tie his hands and feet to the posts and pull the knife out from beneath the sheet I stashed it under.
“Do you want to see what the fucking queen of the sick and damned does with this?” I move the knife back and forth between my fingers.
“Shit,” he hisses. “I don’t want to—”
I straddle him and let the cool blade to touch his collarbone. “You using the mommy card already?”
He presses his head into the bed and chews on his bottom lip. “Fine.”
I let the knife lick his peck, making a small cut. He screws his eyes shut as I kiss the sting away.
“I dare you to untie me.” His voice comes from low in his throat, making me stop from making another cut.
“A dare, huh? You know I can’t back down from a dare…”
“Then let me go and this game is over.”
I toss the knife onto the floor. It clings on the wooden surface. “You done with me already?”
“No. I just want my fucking hands on you. I want you in my mouth. Why don’t we just forget these toys and—”
I untie him and sit on the corner of the bed. “And what, fuck like normal people?”
He licks his lips and brushes his finger over my breast. “We just do whatever animals do…”
“But we’re not falling in love. Deal?”









HER MISTAKE by N. Mills
He pushed my hand away again. “Stop poking me, Belle,” he warned again.
The nickname only ignited my fury more. I could have died tonight or gone to prison. My whole fucking life, I made responsible decisions, and the one night I made a bad one, this guy swooped in and almost ruined everything. I slammed my index into his chest once more. His warm fingers wrapped around my wrist, and he pushed me against the wall. His fist hit the wall next to me. I couldn’t help it, I flinched, and I hated myself for it.
His eyes were bright with anger. I slapped him for making me flinch. Before I knew what was happening, my hands were pinned against the wall above my head. My heart slammed against my ribs, and our heavy breaths mingled together. The air between us shifted.
Our lips collided into a frantic kiss. His hands on my wrists tightened, and he pressed closer to me. He let go of my hands, and I tangled them into his hair as I tried to get closer. He cupped my ass and lifted me from the ground. I wrapped my legs around his waist and shoved his cut from his shoulders. He had me sandwiched between him and the wall as he helped me yank his shirt off, only breaking the kiss to get it over his head. It was like being deprived of oxygen when he pulled away.
I sucked in a sharp breath at the sight of his bare chest. His arms were covered in full sleeves and on his chest sat a jester tattoo, one side of its face the laughing joker, the other half with tears silently falling. His hungry jade eyes met mine and something passed between us. If I was religious, I’d call it spiritual. 




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Sunday, February 5, 2017

SURPRISE COVER REVEAL: Rock Her Hard (Rock Her Series #1)

When Kyri Calloway's wildest dream comes true, she finds it hard to believe...
★★★COVER REVEAL★★★
Coming April 5th, 2017 (or sooner)
TITLE: Rock Her Hard (Rock Her Series #1)
AUTHOR: Alyson Hale
Cover Design by Rock Your World Promotions
Stock Photos via Adobe Stock

SYNOPSIS
When Kyri Calloway's wildest dream comes true, she finds it hard to believe...

Life has never been easy as the daughter of a deadbeat dad, especially one who left the family to pursue his music dreams. Even so, Kyri has never been able to shake her insane attraction to rock stars, especially one in particular--Jace Hawthorne.

When the sexy front man of the British rock band, Filthy Bangers, shows up out of nowhere in Kyri's small town, she thinks it's too good to be true. Especially when Jace takes an interest in her. Things like that don't happen to nobodies like her. What else could the rock god with smoldering amber eyes that speak of sin be hiding?

Jace Hawthorne didn't come to Georgia looking for love...

When his manager convinced him to come to Georgia as a personal favor, Jace never imagined getting caught up in a plot to reunite a father with his estranged daughter. It started out as a lure, as bait, but after meeting the fiery, curvy redhead, Jace can't help but feel he's found what he didn't know was missing from his life.

Their passion and chemistry is hard to ignore, but when secret agreements are involved, the truth always comes out in the end, and it's ugly. Will Kyri believe Jace when he tells her it was more than just a favor?

Or will he be forced to chase down the woman of his dreams?

NOTE: This 18+ novella is sexy, sweet, and full of sass, just like every perfect Southern Belle should be. If you love dirty-talking alpha males, sinfully curvy virgins, guaranteed HEAs, and British rock stars, this book is for you!


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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Alyson Hale is a naughty little minx who lives in an undisclosed location in the American South. Her weaknesses are rock stars, military men, and alpha males. If your significant other gets laid after reading one of her books, she feels like she’s done her job right. Follow Aly if you love wall-of-muscle, well-endowed book boyfriends who make you weak at the knees!

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Friday, February 3, 2017

SYNOPSIS REVEAL: Rock Her Hard (Rock Her Series #1) by Alyson Hale

Rock Her Hard (Rock Her Series #1)
by Alyson Hale
Release Date: April 5th, 2017

When Kyri Calloway's wildest dream comes true, she finds it hard to believe...

Life has never been easy as the daughter of a deadbeat dad, especially one who left the family to pursue his music dreams. Even so, Kyri has never been able to shake her insane attraction to rock stars, especially one in particular--Jace Hawthorne.

When the sexy front man of the British rock band, Filthy Bangers, shows up out of nowhere in Kyri's small town, she thinks it's too good to be true. Especially when Jace takes an interest in her. Things like that don't happen to nobodies like her. What else could the rock god with smoldering amber eyes that speak of sin be hiding?

Jace Hawthorne didn't come to Georgia looking for love...

When his manager convinced him to come to Georgia as a personal favor, Jace never imagined getting caught up in a plot to reunite a father with his estranged daughter. It started out as a lure, as bait, but after meeting the fiery, curvy redhead, Jace can't help but feel he's found what he's been unconsciously searching for his entire life.

Their passion and chemistry is hard to ignore, but when secret agreements are involved, the truth always comes out in the end, and it's ugly. Will Kyri believe Jace when he tells her it was more than just a favor?

Or will he be forced to chase down the woman of his dreams?


NOTE: This 18+ novella is sexy, sweet, and full of sass, just like every perfect Southern Belle should be. If you love dirty-talking alpha males, sinfully curvy virgins, guaranteed HEAs, and British rock stars, don't delay that one-click any longer!