Thursday 18 December 2014

Just add a little pepper

                                  Debt 


If you didn't get a hint from my titles  than you seriously need to back up . I've given two of them 1)pepper ,  2)debt still no clue well how about this its the season in which Christmas comes ......winter lè duh! . I'm talking about the one and only pepper winters and if you haven't read the indebted series then shame on you , your cow and your Nutella.  How could you? Now go and read the series cause it's mandatory. For those who have read the series well done! You deserve a Nutella jar. So today I'll have the cover reveal for the third book in the debt series also book one and two's cover just to get your memory running which might make your hormones just combust into smithereens.

Now pepper winters is one of the many authors who has managed to give me what I call *Cover porn* it's a real thing people and here are the reasons why.

Boom ovaries gone how do you not expect me to not swoon over this cover . The thing is I have an arm fetish especially with men who pull up there sleeves so yea I mean come to think of it , it's not that hard to make a women loose her shit we're just very good at hiding it but on the inside it's like a child on a sugar rush going down a roller coaster while singing the theme song for Madagascar "I like to move it" multiplied by 10 and you have  a fraction of what a women feels . Whew! This is indebted book one.

Book two's cover, now here's the thing when I saw this book cover when it came out I was wearing the same nail varnish colour as her coincidence I think not! See it was meant to be.

People control your emotions it's now time to reveal the third books cover ........ BAM LOOSES HER SELF CONTROL. (I'm wailing).*Jethro hawk you ....you...god you*


While I swoon over here go ahead and check out these teasers.

I'd kiss the he'll out of that :D 

and it's also available right here :)


Blurb

“I tried to play a game. I tried to wield deceit as perfectly as the Hawks. But when I thought I was winning, I wasn’t. Jethro isn’t what he seems—he’s the master of duplicity. However, I refuse to let him annihilate me further.”

Nila Weaver has grown from naïve seamstress to full-blown fighter. Every humdrum object is her arsenal, and sex…sex is her greatest weapon of all. 

She’s paid the First Debt. She’ll probably pay more.

But she has no intention of letting the Hawks win. 

Jethro Hawk has found more than a worthy adversary in Nila—he’s found the woman who could destroy him. There’s a fine line between hatred and love, and an even finer path between fear and respect. 

The fate of his house rests on his shoulders, but no matter how much ice lives inside his heart, Nila flames too bright to be extinguished.

Excuse me while I loose it ;) and also below are the series from the first debt :

● INDEBTED SERIES

Debt Inheritance (Indebted #1) Available Now:


“I own you. I have the piece of paper to prove it. It’s undeniable and unbreakable. You belong to me until you’ve paid off your debts.” 

Nila Weaver’s family is indebted. Being the first born daughter, her life is forfeit to the first born son of the Hawks to pay for sins of ancestors past. The dark ages might have come and gone, but debts never leave. She has no choice in the matter.

She is no longer free.

Jethro Hawk receives Nila as an inheritance present on his twenty-ninth birthday. Her life is his until she’s paid off a debt that’s centuries old. He can do what he likes with her—nothing is out of bounds—she has to obey.

There are no rules. Only payments.

• First Debt (Indebted #2) Available Now:



’ll never own you. If I win—you willingly give me that right. You sign not only the debt agreement, but another—one that makes me your master until your last breath is taken. You do that, and I’ll give you this.”


Nila Weaver’s family is indebted. Stolen, taken, and bound not by monsters but by an agreement written over six hundred years ago, she has no way out.


She belongs to Jethro as much as she denies it.


Jethro Hawk’s patience is running out. His inheritance gift tests, challenges, and surprises him—and not in good ways. He hasn’t leashed her but he thinks he might’ve found a way to bind her forever.

● PRE ORDER ON iBOOKS

•Second Debt (Indebted #3):http://bit.ly/1zXK8y4 
•Third Debt (Indebted #4):http://bit.ly/1vTF3I0
•Fourth Debt (Indebted #5):http://bit.ly/1ySNH9p
•Final Debt (Indebted #6):http://bit.ly/1yl7HPd 

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

Pepper Winters wears many roles. Some of them include writer, reader, sometimes wife. She loves dark, taboo stories that twist with your head. The more tortured the hero, the better, and she constantly thinks up ways to break and fix her characters. Oh, and sex... her books have sex. 

She loves to travel and has an amazing, fabulous hubby who puts up with her love affair with her book boyfriends. 


Her Dark Erotica books include:

Tears of Tess (Monsters in the Dark #1) -http://amzn.to/1lROLYN

Quintessentially Q (Monsters in the Dark #2) -http://amzn.to/1qB27Zh 

Twisted Together (Monsters in the Dark #3) - http://amzn.to/1olkxsD 

Debt Inheritance (Indebted Series) - http://amzn.to/1As8P4X 

Her Grey Romance books include: http://amzn.to/1w9f6Vr

If you would like to be the first to know of upcoming releases please fill in her newsletter (Pepper promises to never spam or chat aimlessly: 

She loves mail of any kind: 

Okay now that that's settled ill be back in hour or so for another post so until then my lovelies xoxox

Sunday 14 December 2014

Rock me

                               I'm taking this to town


Yes bonus excitement I have another cover revel in a span of two minutes "HELL YES".  Sometimes I just really lucky today's cover reveal is quite interesting I've done family feuds, MC and billionaires but never a musician so this is something new . Let's begin 


Incite sounds amazing 

And the guy has a guitar *approves* nearly every girls weakness 

Here are a few teasers 

Interesting 

*squealing*

I need to read this book

Freeeeeeeeeeee!

Our beautiful author 


Blurb:

Privilege, poverty, death, and self-loathing; these are the backgrounds of the men of the internationally famous rock band, Sphere of Irony.

INCITE: Adam's story:

Adam Reynolds is an impoverished teen raised by neglectful parents in one of London’s most dangerous boroughs. He turns to his love of music and countless girls to escape his sad reality.

Beautiful and naïve Ellie Palmer comes from a well-off family that suddenly finds themselves living in one of the poorest neighborhoods in London. Alone in a frightening new place, Ellie is afraid to leave the safety of her home, only going out to walk to school and back.

When Adam prevents Ellie from becoming the victim of a horrific sexual assault, they discover something that two teenagers never thought they would find in such a depressing place. Each other.

After tragedy, lies, and distance tear their future away from them; they each wander through life empty and hopeless no matter who or what they use to replace the feelings of loss.

From the crime-ridden streets of London’s East End to the over-the-top display of wealth in L.A. Can two broken souls must conquer their demons in order to find true happiness?

 

 
***This is book 1 in a 4 part series. It is a spin-off of the Famous Series. These can be read as standalones***


Excerpt:

We stare at each other in silence. I watch as her pupils dilate, taking over the bright blue of her iris until only a small sliver remains. When her eyes drop to my mouth, I gulp and part my lips, my heart racing from the familiar way she’s looking at me. I can hear her soft panting, and watch, mesmerized as a beautiful pink color stains her gorgeous high cheekbones.

“El,” I whisper, leaning closer, so close I can feel her feathery breaths on my face. I need to claim her, to reassure myself that she’s safe, alive, and that she’s still mine. I failed her, but I need another chance.

Her hand reaches out to clutch my leg tightly, her fingers dig in and twist the fabric of my jeans. “Adam.” My name slips off of her tongue and sends sparks of desire down my spine.

“Sweetheart.” My endearment is nearly a sob as I’m overcome with emotion. I reach up and slide my hand behind her neck, pulling her to me until our mouths clash together desperately. Six years of loss trying to be mended with one single kiss.

I groan and my cock stiffens uncomfortably as Ellie plunges her tongue into my mouth and tastes every bit of me before retreating so she can suck on my lip. “Jesus, Sweetheart,” I moan against her mouth. She wraps her hands around my neck and I put mine under her tight ass to haul her onto my lap. “Why didn’t you tell me about your dad, about Callum? We didn’t have to be apart all this time. I could have protected you…”

Who am I kidding? I’ve been paying to protect her and she still wasn’t safe.

“Don’t,” she whispers. “What’s done is done. I don’t want to think about that time in my life, it was so awful. I, I …”

I silence her by pressing my mouth back down on hers, knowing that the emotions coursing through us can’t be expressed with mere words. I know because I feel it tearing through every fiber in my body, the need to connect with Ellie in every possible way.

All of the nameless, faceless girls I’ve been with in an attempt to purge Ellie from my heart have done absolutely nothing to erase her from my memories. Every sip of alcohol I drank to numb the pain hasn’t dulled it one bit. I’m still so in love with Ellie Palmer that she’s permanently etched her name on my soul.

Ellie groans and shifts to wrap her legs around my waist, our mouths never breaking their precious contact. I’m so thrilled to have her in my arms again that I greedily run my hands over her body, savoring every curve, every smooth bit of exposed skin, threading my fingers through her hair and inhaling her familiar vanilla scent.

“God, what you do to me El.” My breath hitches as I attempt to rein in the desire, no the need to be inside of her right now.

She opens her eyes and gazes into mine, my vision blurred by the tears that still threaten to overflow. When she leans in and kisses each one of my eyelids, taking the salty liquid away with her soft lips, I actually whimper, so overcome with the tenderness of the gesture that I’m speechless.

“I’ve never stopped loving you Adam. Never,” she says softly. “I don’t think I ever will.”

A single tear escapes from my eye, making its way down my cheek. Ellie reaches up to swipe it away but I catch her wrist and press her hand over my racing heart.

“Feel this, what you do to me. You’re still right here, El. You always will be in my heart.”

She slowly removes her hand and reaches for the hem of her jumper, pulling it over her head and tossing it aside. Then she frantically claws at my own shirt, so impatient to rid me of it that she doesn’t wait for me to help. Once it’s gone, I reach around and unclasp her bra, desperately needing to feel her skin against mine. Bare from the waist up, I stand with Ellie clinging to me tightly, her arms around my neck and her legs around my hips, and I take us to the bedroom.

I place her down on the massive bed and lay my body on top of hers, unwilling to stop kissing her for even a single moment. Now that I have what I’ve dreamt of for the last six years I won’t waste a second of the precious time I’ve been given. Ellie squirms and moans and makes little noises that drive me insane as I suck and lick and savor the soft skin of her neck.

“God, I can’t believe you’re here.” I kiss my way down her flushed skin to take a perfect pink nipple in my mouth.

“Adam…” Ellie groans as I tug and tease and lave at each of her tight buds. “I want you. I need you.” Her hips are writhing beneath me, searching for the hard length of my cock through the layers of clothing that separates us.

I release her breasts and lift my head to see her face, wanting to be sure she’s not just caught up in the moment. Her eyes are heavy-lidded and her mouth is swollen and red from our kisses. She’s the most stunning thing I’ve ever seen. I kneel on the bed, dragging my hand from her delicate throat down between her breasts then on to grip the edge of her waistband.

“You’re sure, Sweetheart? I want you so badly it hurts, just… just tell me this is what you really want.” My dick is pressing against my jeans so hard that it’s painful, making it difficult to think of anything but sinking into her soft, wet, depths. But I have to make sure she’s serious about us, about this.

“Yes, please Adam. Make love to me.” Ellie sighs and relaxes back into her pillow.

Not having the strength to hold back any longer, I tear down her knickers and leggings together with her boots and let them fall to the floor. Then quickly strip off my own clothes as well, finally releasing my uncomfortably hard cock. Reaching over to the side table, I pull out a condom and roll it on while Ellie stares at my body like I’m a buffet and she’s fucking starving.

I savor the sight of her, laid out naked and willing. “Jesus, you’re so beautiful.”

I want to go slow, take my time to savor each sensation, taste every inch of her beautiful body. But as I lower myself over her, she bites at my neck and shoulder and her fingers grip my ass so hard that I’ll probably have bruises. I lose control and thrust deep inside her slick, welcoming heat.

The sparks of pleasure that rocket through my body nearly make me lose it. I have to grit my teeth and stop, my breath hissing out slowly, as Ellie thrashes beneath me begging me to move. I drop my head into the crook of her neck, inhaling the intoxicating scent of her skin. “It’s too much, Sweetheart. I’ve missed you, this, feeling you around me.”

I need to go faster. Slower. Faster. I just need her.

Her hands skim up my back and settle on either side of my face, pulling me up until our foreheads press together. “Me too.” She groans, then kisses me passionately, nipping at my lips, sucking my tongue into her hot mouth.

“Fuck, El, I can’t hold back,” I growl as my thrusts speed up and her hips buck off the bed to meet me in perfect rhythm.

“I’m there Adam, don’t stop.” She pants and makes incoherent noises that drive me to pound harder into her tight heat. Her fingers weave into my hair and pull, sending a wonderfully painful shock across my scalp.

Fuck! More, I need more. But I don’t want it to end.

Ellie lifts one leg and wraps it around my back, changing the angle that I enter her. It feels so amazing that it makes my eyes roll up into my head. Without warning, the overwhelming feeling of white hot ecstasy crackles down my spine and jets out of me in one of the most powerful orgasms of my life.

While I’m thrusting deep those last few times, Ellie calls out my name and drags her nails across my shoulders as she reaches her own climax. Her convulsions milk every last bit of pleasure out of me as she shudders for what seems like ages.

Spent and sweaty, we stay like that for a while, skin to skin as I gently run my fingers through her hair, resting most of my weight on my forearms. She smiles and drags one hand up and down my back, her eyes filled with awe, as if she’s making sure I’m real and won’t disappear if she looks away.

“I’ll be right back, Sweetheart.” I press a quick kiss to her red, swollen mouth and slip into the bathroom to clean up.

When I return, Ellie is under the covers, chewing on her thumbnail nervously. At least she isn’t dressed and ready to take off. I duck under the sheets and pull her over on top of me, chest-to-chest so I can see the perfect face that I’ve missed every day for the past six years. We tangle our legs together and she looks at me affectionately. I can’t find a single trace of regret in her eyes for what we just did and that gives me hope. Hope that she wants to be with me as much as I want to be with her.

“Ellie…” I stroke her back with the callouses that have formed on my fingers after a decade of playing the guitar and she shivers. “I love you. What happens now?”

“Now? Let’s rest so we have enough energy to do that again,” she giggles.
I know she’s avoiding my question, and for now, I’ll take what she’s offering. But there’s no way she’s leaving this suite without discussing our future. The future we both deserve. One that keeps us together.

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THAT'S REALLY HOT)

Link time :

•Smashwords:http://bit.ly/1zuVo6U

 
*Be sure to check out Heather's FAMOUS series. Book One, Relatively Famous is currently FREE on Amazon!*

Relatively Famous (Famous, #1)

About the Author:

I grew up in New England and currently live outside Atlanta, GA with my husband, two kids, a French Bulldog and a pug.



I'm a full-time procrastinator and a part-time everything else.



I love the Red Sox, chocolate, and traveling. 



When I'm not writing, I'm dealing drugs legally as a pharmacist.


And that's that my lovelies until tomorrow :D xoxox 

books shmooks

                                   Forever 


Once again it's another cover reveal rejoice.  I wanted to apologise for not being online for the past two days let's say the weather and my immune system are sworn enemies *sniff* ,  I'm feeling a little bit under the weather and I type this with a cup full of tea . Now to days cover reveal.

Now that you know the name scared of forever but never judge a book by its cover :)

Blown up version

Here's a little bit about the book

And some more 


Our lovely author  Jacqueline Abrahams. I haven't read anything by her but I received an ARC  and I'm super excited stay tuned cause I'll be posting the review soon plus expect a lot of reviews and cover reveals.

The lovely people 





Synopsis:



Every lie, no matter how small, has some degree of truth.


Five months after moving to New York City, Emily is engaged to Blake Carson, future doctor and the man who she believes to be the love of her life. Until she starts to realize that the foundation upon which she’s building her future is based on a series of Blake’s self-serving lies.


Blake can’t let her go. He can’t continue to deceive Emily, either. But Blake’s biggest problem is that he has to maintain the life he has become accustomed to, at any cost. And that means keeping his overbearing mother happy, and keeping Emily ignorant.


Tyler Carson left New York City two years ago, happy to leave behind all of the Carson family drama. Until he comes home and meets Emily. Falling in love with his brother’s fiancée was easy. Protecting her from his family was necessary. Leaving her was almost impossible, knowing that he was breaking her heart, and his own.


Finding solace in her friendship with Tyler, Emily is forced to face the reality that Blake is not the man she thought he was. But neither is Tyler, the friend who gave her the clarity she needed, and then left her alone to pick up the shattered pieces of her life. Heartbroken and deserted, Emily has had enough of the Carson brothers.


But sometimes, love is not that which sends us soaring, but that which keeps us grounded. Can Emily ever bring herself to love another Carson completely?


Secrets, lies and lust-filled nights, all in the name of the screwed-up pursuit of happily ever after, Scared of Forever is the second novel in the Scared Series, which features characters from Scared of Beautiful, but can be read as a standalone.





Excerpt:



Emily


Tyler offers me an absolutely angelic and innocent smile.

His warm eyes silently attest to the sincerity of his words as he eyes me expectantly. He walks over to the passenger side of the Jeep and opens the door with exaggerated grandeur, sweeping a hand across his midline elegantly.

“That’s a bit of a lost art,” I say as I climb up the high step into the seat, thankful that I’d opted for ballet flats and jeans.

“What is?” Tyler asks as he hops into the driver’s seat.

“Gentlemanly behavior. Chivalry. I don’t know when, if ever, anybody has opened my door for me,” I say, slightly ashamed that as a woman, I hadn’t demanded better treatment.

“Well, strap yourself in, princess. Today is gonna be a day of amazing first times.” Tyler shoots me a cheeky grin, before turning the key in the ignition.

“Is it too late to change my mind?” I laugh, playfully grabbing for the door handle.

“Yup. You’re now my willing prisoner,” he says solemnly before taking off.

Tyler drives us carefully out of the city. The rain clouds that had opened up above the city seem to be moving in the opposite direction now. The further away we drive, the clearer the sky becomes, the ratio of blue to grey skewing more as the road widens from narrow city streets to open country roads.

“Where are we going?” I ask. The drive seems to be infinite.

“Do you trust me?” Tyler asks.

“Should I? I barely even know you.”

“Trusting the people you know can sometimes be even worse than trusting the ones you don’t,” Tyler says quietly.

“What does that mean?” I ask nervously. Does he mean Blake? Eliza?

“Forget it,” Tyler says. “I don’t particularly want to ruin the day by talking about all that heavy shit. We’re nearly there.”

“Why are you being so nice to someone you barely know?” I ask, looking towards Tyler, who is focusing intently on the road ahead.

“Do I need a reason to be a nice guy?” He shoots me with a charming smile. His brow furrows as he averts his eyes back to the road. “You can tell me if you’re uncomfortable with any of this. We can go straight back. I’d understand, I mean, you haven’t known me all that long.”

“Not at all,” I say sincerely. Fact is, I feel more comfortable and safer in Tyler’s company than I did with Blake last night.

I roll the window down and inhale the salty ocean air that wafts in. Leaning forward to look past Tyler, I see, between the tall oak trees that flank the road, the vast, sapphire blue sea. The sun has even decided to make an appearance from beyond the grey, ominous clouds.

“Wow,” I breathe.

“Welcome to the Hamptons,” Tyler says jovially.

“I thought you hated all things high society, and you decide to bring me to the summer playground of New York’s rich and famous?” I question, confused.

“We’re not going to hang out with the rich and famous. Besides, it isn’t society season. The only people here now are those who actually live here,” he explains.

We continue to drive, beyond the sprawling mansions with their impossibly green lawns, perfectly manicured and lined with tall evergreen fir trees.

“That’s Eliza’s summer house,” Tyler says, pointing to a majestic stone mansion nestled between two long stretches of sand, and backing directly onto the white sandy beach.

“Holy shit!” I exclaim. “I think that place is bigger than my whole home town!”

Tyler just laughs. “I take it you’ve never been inside it then. It’s full of space and echoes.” 

We drive right past it, until the road becomes narrower and declines steeply, the Jeep’s tires picking up the rocks and sand from the dirt track and flinging them backwards relentlessly. Tyler handles the car amazingly well, navigating and steering carefully over the now very thin road until we arrive at a much smaller, yet still expansive, weatherboard cottage. The white framed windows look positively striking against the dark beige paint of the exterior. A picketed wraparound balcony encases the obviously abandoned house.

“We’re here,” Tyler says happily. He parks the car and hops quickly from his seat, jogging around to open my door.

I take a step out and stare in awe at the sight before me. The beach stretches out for miles. Immediately ahead, a makeshift fence has been created between the house and the sand from old pieces of hardwood, pickets and thin wire. The sun casts a luminous sparkle against the rising tide...


About the Author
Jacqueline Abrahams is the author alter ego for an ordinary mum to three children (two human and one canine) and wife to one husband. Born in South Africa, she now calls Sydney, Australia her home.



A collector all things books and bookish, she in an avid reader and has a tiny obsession with filling bookshelves. When she's not preoccupied wearing her aspiring author or mummy hat, she is working her way towards completing a degree in Primary and Secondary Teaching (with an English major of course!)

LINK TIME AND THERE ARE A LOT OF THEM:

Scared of Forever (Scared, #2)

*Infinite Fear and Scared of Beautiful will be FREE on DECEMBER 14 & 15 ONLY*

Infinite Fear - A Novella (Scared #0.5) 


Scared of Beautiful (Scared #1)


**INFINITE FEAR (Scared, #0.5) and SCARED OF BEAUTIFUL (Scared, #1) will be FREE on Amazon December 14 & 15 ONLY **



Authors link:






•twitter:
 @authorjabrahams



I will be reviewing this book very soon so say tuned xoxox


Wednesday 10 December 2014

more

                 A little love for my tainted heart 


Yes it's another cover reveal + synopsis,  so enough chit chat and let's get right to business.

Well now you know the cover FOREVER YOUR CONCIERGE yes I did you caps cause the cover is ridiculous hot and so us the book itself .

Little bit more about the book , I'll have the teasers at the Bottom.

Grabs tissue of emotional moment.

I think you know where the story is heading but hey never say never.
Cue more crying 

I save the hot stuff for last :D 
Our lovely author *gorgeous*

And the lovely ladies who I adore .

*PLEASE NOTE THIS NOVEL IS A STANADLONE HEA.*


Synopsis:

From the moment she said hello, Travis Hamilton knew without a doubt that Maya Harris was the one. Knowing how hard it is to make a relationship work, he’s ready to fight for them—no matter what trials and tribulations come their way. But what do you do when the woman you're in love with refuses to move your relationship forward? When her secrets become too much to handle? How can you get her to trust you and take a chance on your future?

 

Maya Harris gave up on love a long time ago. Past experience dictated that what seemed too good to be true, most certainly always was. There’s something about Travis Hamilton though that pushes her to the brink of change—teetering on the edge of giving in to their love and planning on forever. But past mistakes always have a way of rearing their ugly head and putting your future at risk. 

 

True loves and happily ever afters are anything but easy, and never a guarantee. Can love really overcome any obstacle? Can happiness truly come without any strings?

 

Excerpt:

**Disclaimer: This content is unedited and subject to change**
Copyright © Jessica Ingro

 

The car pulled up to my building and Travis helped me out, following me in and up to my third floor apartment. At the door, I extricated my keys from my purse and turned to face him. His eyes blazed as he looked down on me, making my palms sweat and my heart race in anticipation of our first official kiss.

When his head dipped, my breath caught. When his mouth touched mine, I instantly opened for him. When his tongue swept inside, I completely lost myself to the feel of it brushing mine as he explored me in the most sensual kiss I had ever had.

His hands came up to frame my face. His head tilted and he deepened the kiss. My toes curled as heat swept through my body with a blinding fierceness. 

He broke the kiss far too soon and rested his forehead on mine. "Who knew a kiss could feel like this?"

"I know," I whispered. My eyes finally opening to take in his gorgeous face so close to mine.

"Let me stay tonight, Maya."

The idea was oh so intriguing, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. We barely knew each other and I didn't want to move too fast.

"Let's take it slow, Travis," I whispered, afraid he would get mad and that would be the end of what promised to be something completely amazing.

"No longer the happiest man in the city, Maya," he informed me and my stomach dipped at the rough and raspy sound of his voice. "Happiest man in the world."

 
"Trav—"

"Goodnight, sweetheart. I'll call you tomorrow." He kissed my forehead and took a step back.

 
"Goodnight, Travis."

 
I opened my door and turned back to look at him in front of the stairwell. He had the most endearing expression on his face. I was pretty sure I fell in love with him right then.

 

Author Bio:

Jessica is the author of the Love Square & Concierge series. She grew up in Central New York, where currently lives with her husband and three dogs. Her days are spent as a Security Analyst at an IT consulting company. In her free time, she enjoys reading books and developing ideas for her own stories. Writing is her secret passion that she's been fostering since elementary school, when she wrote her first book about a puppy. It has always been a dream of hers to be able to share her stories with the world.

 
Author contact information:


Forever Your Concierge Goodreads link:

I'm super excited for this and I'm sure you are too, until tomorrow my lovelies xoxo :)

Tuesday 9 December 2014

natural

"And I would have married you there, right underneath the trees"


Today's release blitz made me all tingly and warm inside and I wished on all the heavenly stars that I should have requested an ARC but as always it's going to be just me and my Nutella plus my stupidity. Right let's begin .

now you know the name natural love and it looks amazing 

Like I always do, here's a blown up picture  of the cover.

My man *well not technically but still*

Here's a little bit about the book if you can read it .

Our lovely lady "NEED LIPSTICK OR THE MAN"

just in case you wonder what the book would look like in the shape of a "book wait does that make sense , well you get the idea.

Places where it's available :)

also the without these lovely people all this wouldn't be possible. 

•Synopsis:
My whole life, I wanted one thing: to be the perfect son.

Growing up, I did everything my father required. Straight A's in school. Perfect manners. I forced myself to live up to his standards--standards that pushed the Chadwick family name to the highest rungs of society.
Over the years, we climbed so high that my father hoped we’d never fall.

If only he’d been right. With each successful year, the Chadwick family skeletons grew bolder and darker. Each member of my family had something to hide. Every lie threatened to undo us.
The secret Avery Jackson and I shared was the worst one of all.

She was the one person I shouldn’t love--the one person I couldn’t love. But I did. I loved Avery Jackson. I wanted her, even though a romance with her threatened everything.
It all felt so natural.

And that was exactly the problem.

•Buy The Book




Excerpt:

“You look beautiful tonight,” I said.

“Thank you. I hoped you’d like this dress.”
We stopped walking just under the trellis, next to a corner of the
house. From here, we couldn’t see the rest of the party, but we
could hear everything. Hundreds of people stood just a few feet
away from us, and they’d come looking for us soon. We had
commitments and expectations to fulfill, but at that moment, my
eyes and my attention were on her.

Only her.

“Did you wear it just for me?” I said.

“Yes,” she said under her breath. “Just for you. I do everything
just for you –”

My mouth covered hers in a rough, intense kiss. I gripped her
face with one hand and the small of her back with the other,
crushing her to me in a split second of passion that didn’t have
any boundaries, a passion that broke every rule, and defied
everything that made sense in my life. My tongue twisted and
shoved against hers and she opened her body beneath me as
our kisses deepened. Before long, I forced us against the ivy wall
of the house, and there we were, locked together in a moment
that somehow we’d claimed as ours and ours alone.

I only broke the kiss when she moaned against my mouth.
Something about the sound made me remember where we were.
Who I was. What we were doing. How wrong it all was from the
standpoint of everything I had ever been taught.
No. We couldn’t do this. No. No. No.

Someone might see.

Above us, inside the house, a light in the study flipped on and I
heard two voices. Had they seen us already?

“I’m sorry,” I said as I forced our lips apart. I took an immediate
step away from her, but it did little to calm us both. Her breath
came out hard and fast, a series of quick pants, as if she hadn’t
wanted to breathe while we kissed.

And I don’t know what unsettled me more: the kissing or the look
of extreme pleasure she had on her face.

“I am . . . I’m . . . I should go.” I said.

Without another word, I turned and disappeared down the
pathway, leaving her alone against the ivy.
 
OH YEAH THIS IS GONNA BE EPIC - I am very dramatic but it's true :)


About are lovely author:

Journalist. Novelist. Broadcaster. Blogger.

An overactive imagination has always served Sara Celi well. 
Starting from age 10, with an epic tale about a soldier during the 
Civil War, Sara has made creating stories her life’s work.

After graduating cum laude from Western Kentucky University in 
2004 with a degree in Broadcast News and History, Sara Celi 
started her decade-long career in broadcast journalism at TV 
stations in Louisiana, Oklahoma, and Ohio.

Her love of the written word came to fruition with the publishing 
of her first novel, The Undesirable, in 2013 and has since 
published The Palms and Prince Charming.

Born in New Orleans and having lived all over the United States, 
Sara Celi now calls the Greater Cincinnati area home. In her 
spare time, she likes to read, shop, travel, run, volunteer with the 
Junior League, serve on the board of Wesley Community 
Services, and work with Cooperative for Education, a non-profit 
providing educational opportunities for the children of 
Guatemala.

To keep up with Sara Celi and find out about her future works, 
subscribe to her mailing list, The Celi Circle. Subscribers can 
participate in exclusive giveaways and events. You can also 
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until next time my lovelies *whispers tomorrow* see you until then :)



#TeaserTuesday

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You guessed it, I now have a #teaserTuesday  *life long blogger dream completed*. Right on that note I have more amazing pictures for a book ill be reposting and also a guest post *hell ya* now here's a clue it's about a forbidden love (no not what your thinking) teacher/student ring a bell? Okay fine I'll stop and begin already *puts Nutella spoon in her mouth*, now we can begin


Yes it is  (I'm so excited that I'll be reviewing this)

I will definitely see you after class*shouldn't have said that* what is up with the guys neck one of the most mesmerising one's I've ever seen (I'm getting weird)

I like her back

I need to cool off , what's with the teasing 

Abbs I should really work out but then again I can't take away time from Nutella hogging.

And our gorgeous author *celebrate*

Overall I'm really excited about this , also if you loved Gabriels inferno I'm sure you will devour this . I'm not comparing each author gifted on there own but what Gabriel and beautiful burn have in common is just the student teacher relation that's all. 

Blurb:


I've broken him, bent him, and burned him, and each fevered moment was worth every ounce of pain. 



Auburn Lawrence has loved her English teacher, Reed West, since she was fourteen. Through brainstorming stories, reading classic literature, and plenty of fiery banter, they've forged a bond that neither of them expected. 



Propelled by a chance encounter after her graduation, they discover just how deep their connection runs, but love requires more than chemistry to flourish. They spend three electrifying summer months discovering each other under a veil of forbidden passion and desperate lust before they learn that the unattainable is often destined to remain exactly that.



By the time temperatures dip and snowflakes fly, their relationship will face a deep freeze that threatens to snap the bond they thought they shared, shattering their lives one secret at a time.

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Intended for mature audiences.*



And as I said guest post coming up :


The Inspiration for Beautiful Burn'



Beautiful Burn is actually a very personal story, one that’s been in my head for a while but I was very hesitant to write. I’m glad I was finally able to write it—I learned so much about myself, love, life, marriage. 


Without revealing too much, the book deals with forbidden romance…the student/teacher taboo, and the repercussions of that forbidden love. 


I love student/teacher stories and coupled with my tendency to crush on my English professors, it was a natural progression! Much of Beautiful Burn is taken directly from my life in some form or another, I just won’t say which parts ;) 





WELL THAT WAS A DEFINITE TREAT :)




•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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STAY TUNED IN* yes I used caps* because I'll be posting again in a few hours and you don't want to miss out unless you do then fine break my heart :) xoxo