Monday 31 October 2016

The Connector by Aubrey Parker




Trillionaire Boys’ Club: The Connector 

Aubrey Parker


Publication date: November 1st 2016

Genres: New Adult, Romance





Synopsis:


People say money can’t buy love. Fortunately, it can buy everything else.

My name is Nathan Turner. I’m the best networker in the world, and I make big deals happen.
Right now, I’m bringing together the most powerful people on the planet. When the group is complete, we’ll have a pool of over one trillion dollars.
Internally, we call ourselves the Syndicate. But within the Syndicate is another group — a smaller group of bad-boy billionaires who the press already knows and loves.


We call ourselves the Trillionaire Boys’ Club. 

The Syndicate controls the world, and we control the Syndicate.
There’s only one man standing in my way.
And now there’s this girl in my way, too — this 18-year-old freshman who seems to think she knows my business better than I do.


Fortunately, there are ways to deal with both of them.
The Connector is the first book in the Trillionaire Boys Club series by Aubrey Parker. Each book tells the story of another of the Club’s members … so pay close attention, because you’re going to want to collect them all


















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AUTHOR BIO:
I love to write stories with characters that feel real enough to friend on Facebook, or slap across the face. I write to make you feel, think, and burn with the thrill that can only come from getting lost in the pages. I love to write unforgettable characters who wrestle with life's largest problems. My books may always end with a Happily Ever After, but there will always be drama on the way there.














The Connector By Aubrey Parker




EXCERPT 1



I dragged her away so that I could shout at her to stay the fuck out of my business, but somehow she’s turned things around and punched me in the gut. 

I’ve spent too much time checking up on her. I’ve spent too much thought on her, when I should have already trashed her like a soiled tissue. But whatever the reason, I feel I know Alex Wynn, and this girl in front of me isn’t the girl I thought I knew. 

The Alex Wynn I met that first day had all the hallmarks of a classic daddy’s girl: strong and bold, loyal and moral. She knew how to scrap, but knew not to bend. I broke her a bit, by applying pressure where no girl that age is immune. 

But this? This flagrant, slutty, whorish talk? This isn’t her, and I want to shake it out of her. 

“You didn’t fuck him,” I say. 

“Maybe I did.” 

My jaw shifts. I want to slap her. I want to leave her behind, break the door between me and Ashton, and put my fist through the back of his neck. I grip her shoulders, teeth gritted.

“Maybe I licked the tip of his cock for hours,” she purrs, “until he came all over my—”

I push Alex back against the utility closet’s single bare wall — the only one not lined with shelves. She practically trips over the mop bucket, but I kick it aside. Then she’s pinned, and her mouth finally shuts. I don’t have my hand at her neck, but that’s the way this feels. Her bravado is gone. Her sex kitten protestations all pop, and now there’s only this scared little girl in front of me, her eyes like saucers, delicate throat swallowing a lump. 

“Nathan,” she says. “Please.”

“Don’t you ever go behind my back again. Do you hear me?” 

I wonder if I’m talking about business. I think I am, but there’s something else in the air. And it shouldn’t be there at all. 

Alex nods. Swallows again, and I’m reminded of an animal caught in a snare, facing a hungry predator. 

“Get on your knees,” I say. 

Something snaps again, and she blinks at me. 

“Do it.” 

She looks around as if for help, then complies. She slides down the wall, as if trying to stay as far away from me as possible. 

When she’s on her knees, I unbuckle my belt. 

“What are you doing?”

“What the fuck do you think I’m doing?” 

My cock springs free, already at full mast. It feels harder than I think it’s ever been, swollen with fury and lust.

“Do to me what you did to him.” 

“Nathan,” she says, looking up, “I didn’t—”

But I don’t want to hear her words. Not right now. So I move forward and fill her yapping mouth with my cock. She gags in surprise, then pulls back to look up at me. One hand grips my root as if to push me away. A single line of saliva forms an upside-down rainbow between my cock and her pink lips.

“Suck it.” 

“Here?” 

“Of course here.” I’m irritated. But she’s turning me on so hard, as she looks up at me with her beautiful face and big brown doe eyes. So I add, “But take off your panties before you start.” 

She obeys without question. She reaches under her skirt, then lifts one foot and the other to slide them off. Doing so hiked her skirt up, and I can see the small patch of hair above her pussy. Her legs open, like she can’t keep them together. 

“Now suck my cock while you touch yourself.” 

Alex’s eyes are still rolled up to look at me, her mouth inches from my tip. Her right hand is still stroking me, but her left moves between her legs, opening her pussy, rolling across her clit. 

She sighs. As her mouth opens, I put my cock back into it, tired of waiting for her to comply. 

But then her warm lips wrap around me and her hand begins to stroke. The sensations are intense, and within a minute I feel like I’m about to come in her mouth. Instead I pull back and order her to stand.  

She does. 

“Tell me what else you did with Moran.” 

“I didn’t do anything with Moran. I swear.” 

“Tell me what you did with other guys.” 

“The …” She stammers, then catches up to try again. “The usual kinds of stuff.” 

“I’m not usual.” It’s hard to keep my voice even. Ever since I withdrew from Alex three days ago, I’ve wanted to shove myself back inside her. I already miss her mouth. I’m on a hair trigger, balls high and tight as my eyes prowl her half-naked body. I could explode right now looking at her, without being touched. I could come all over her, twitching, jetting spunk down her leg. “Ordinary is boring. I like to do what’s new. What’s different.” 


Hail Mary by Nicola Rendell





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At a boxing gym in Chicago, Mary Monahan accidentally knocks out the most handsome man she’s ever met. After she wakes him up with a few slaps and some smelling salts, the very first thing he does is ask her out for ribs and beer. His name is Jimmy. He looks like a Gillette model. And he’s just too hunky to resist.


Jimmy “The Falcon” Falconi is mystified that Mary has absolutely no idea who he is. Mystified and refreshed. He is, after all, not your everyday NFL quarterback. He shops at Costco, has a soft spot for Pinterest, and is in the midst of an epic losing streak.

Jimmy falls for Mary fast and hard, the way he does everything—balls out and like it’s fourth and long. And he realizes he’s finally met his match. That stamina he’s so proud of? Doesn’t stand a chance against her Kegels.

But what they don’t know is she’s also his new physical therapist, recently hired by the Bears to work on his rotator cuff…and groin injury. If she can’t help him, he’ll be traded faster than they can say “offensive penetration.”

In spite of the thousands of internet memes featuring Jimmy’s face with captions like: “HEY GIRL, WANT TO TOUCH MY BALLS?” Mary finds herself falling for him and his unrelenting desire to make her his.

Until a toddler shows up at Jimmy’s door.

And throws their lives into total chaos.

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To the reader: Contents includes love, sweetness, naughtiness, honey, champagne, and an HEA. Safe.

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Nicola Rendell writes dirty, funny, erotic romance. She likes a stiff drink and a well-frosted cake. She is at an unnamed Ivy and prefers to remain mostly anonymous for professional reasons. She has a PhD in English and an MFA in Creative Writing from schools that shall not be named here. She loves to cook, sew, and play the piano. She realizes that her hobbies might make her sound like an old lady and she’s totally okay with that. She lives with her husband and her dogs. She is from Taos, New Mexico.


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Pakhan's Rose by V.F. Mason





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I have a thing for mafia men and that's never been a hidden fact, anything remotely mafia and I'm on it like a moisturiser *eww* but sadly it's true.


The story revolves around Dominic and Rosa. Dominic is a pakhan *Boss* for the Russian Bratva and Rosa is a Principessa di mafia of Costa Nostra. Russians and Italians aren't suppose mix but once she was bounded to him there was no way out , even if that meant he'll dig his way out of the shadows.

what else could a girl do when she was on the run from the mafia, had a sociopath for a honorary brother, and couldn't live a carefree life?


Don't take the word sociopath lightly , Both of our H/H have a tainted past , a past that still keeps them up at night but with a war waging every other second they only comfort they found in the midst of chaos were in each other's demons.


Okay I'm gonna be honest and this is solely my opinion but when I say this statement is say it from a place of experience PLEASE READ THE SOCIOPATH SERIES FIRST! Now it is stated that this book can be read as a standalone but I highly advice that you don't, I tried reading it as a standalone but by chapter 2 I decided to eff it and read the spinoff series first. So there I was on amazon clicking away on the sociopath duet and I'm truly at piece with that decisions cause it made me appreciate this book so much more. You could read it as a standalone and get the whole story beaches you are a legend but loser me couldn't digest the story, I just had to know the back story. Overall if your into two opposites who are the same then give this book a try.









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She was mine. Mine and no one else’s.


Rosa Five years ago, life delivered a blow I barely survived. On the edge of desperation, I thought my dreams were never meant to come true. Thanks to Sociopath, everything changed for the better. The life I so desperately wanted was within my grasp as my future brightened. I couldn't have been happier.Until the Pakhan of Bratva decided I belonged to him.



Pakhan Darkness and nightmares of the past surrounded my life. Bratva became my home, accepting me with open arms. I gave everything to it, my heart and soul. Until my eyes landed on a picture of hazel eyed beauty as she woke up every possessive instinct inside me. Rosa Giovanni became mine.Unfortunately for everyone involved, it meant declaring a war between the Bratva and Cosa Nostra.




Man with the dragon tattoo: When Don and Pakhan focused on their war, the danger to their precious Rose escaped their notice. Hiding in the shadows, I waited for the perfect time for my revenge. Let the game begin.




Warning: Can be read as standalone, although it’s connected with Sociopath Duet series. Pakhan is a two part series. 18+ due to sexual content, profanity, abuse, graphic violence and adult subject matter.


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V.F.Mason always loved reading books and had quite a few fights with her mama over the genre she liked (romance, duh!) She studied filmmaking and thought that would feed her desire for stories, but that didn't happen.
Finally, when she was tired of all those voices in her head, she sat down and wrote a book. It was a huge decision to make and she thanks her friends and family for supporting her in it.

When she is not writing, she can be found with her friends doing all sorts of crazy things or reading recent romance books that were written by her favorite authors.




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Sunday 30 October 2016

Sweet like candy by Evie Harrison








Julia Kaye spends her days decorating cakes and daydreaming about finding Mr. Right.  She’s tried it all—fix ups, speed dating, online profiles and even a popular phone app, all with no success.  She’s sure her dream man is out there, but she’s done trying to find him herself.  She figure's when it’s meant to be; fate will find a way.


Ryan Walters is a workaholic who’s not looking for Mrs. Right.  He’s not even looking for Mrs. Right Now.  Instead, he spends his days focused on what he cares about most— amassing a fortune.  Aside from his sister and her children, Ryan has no time for entanglements of any kind.

What happens when one confirmed bachelor meets the sweetest girl in the world?

Happily ever after, of course!







The anxiety I’d felt being apart from Julia for almost twenty hours slowly melted away the closer I got to her work. By the time I pulled into an empty space in front of the store, I was able to take my first deep breaths of the day.

Seeing her through the glass settled me—even as it made my cock harden. Barking out a laugh of disbelief, I adjust my cock in my jeans so that the head was tucked against my waistband. Since my blue t-shirt was not tucked in, I was in the clear. No one would be any the wiser to my perpetually hard situation.

When Julia looked over and smiled the second I stood from the car, my heart skipped a dozen beats. I’d spent twenty hours thinking about her and her effect on me, but it was even more potent than I’d remembered.

kept my eyes on her as I strode across the sidewalk and walked into Sweet Like Candy. “You’re here,” she said shyly as she came around the counter. I grinned at her as I did what I’d wanted to do every second since I’d seen her the first time. Without hesitation I reached out and linked my fingers through hers.

“Did you think I might not show up?” I asked. She hung her head shyly before nodding. “I started to think maybe it had all been a figment of my imagination,” she admitted. I squeezed her fingers. “This is all real,” I assured her.












Evie Harrison writes what she loves. Strong and sexy alpha men being brought to their knees in an instant when they meet the women they love. Each of her books will contain insta love, incredible passion, and sizzling sex.

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Friday 28 October 2016

Kill Me by LP Lovell



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Have you ever loved a book so hard that you must not only posses it physically but emotionally and any other way possible, you must dream about the characters , be the characters and roll up in a ball and start crying your eyes off until someone comes and tells you to shut up where at that point you start commencing whale calling noises. *sigh* that's when you know your ruined in the most painfully satisfying way possible.



Una Aka "The kiss of death" is a trained assassin,  hired by the bratva to get things done Una was a deadly killer. 


Nero was a man with power and the more he got the more he craved until he started craving something else , something he wanted to a level of insanity. He wanted his deadly queen right next to him and that's when things get fun.




“This is the last woman on earth I should want to kiss, and yet, she’s the only one I’ve ever wanted to put my mouth on this much.”





I am in love. 
I am obsessed.
I am heartbroken.
I am in readers paradise.
But most importantly I am hopelessly addicted to LP Lovell. 


Just read the goddamn book. I need to lie down. Also yes that's my art I don't tag it cause no one cares 😂






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Una
To many, I am little more than a myth. The Kiss of Death, a hired killer, revered by some of the greatest criminal organisations in the world. Trained by the bratva themselves, without conscience, without mercy, the perfect soldier. I’ll kill anyone… for a price. Death doesn’t discriminate, she sells to the highest bidder, but even I have a weakness.   



Nero 

I want one thing—power. But power is merely a game of strategy. The pieces are on the chess board. Death is my queen, and also my pawn. She’ll paint this city red in exchange for the one thing she wants. Now all I have to do is watch it all play out. She’s nothing more than a weapon, and yet, I find myself wanting to dance with death, to possess her. And I always get what I want.   A game of power. A risk that could cost her everything. An obsession that would see the world burn at their feet. A bloodied king. A broken queen. Kill me or kiss me?

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"Kill Me is PERFECTLY dark and delicious! Nero and Una are two strong, badass characters that you can't help but want more of. LP has a way with words that draws you straight into their twisted world and captures you. Definitely a 5 star read!" - New York Times & USA Today Bestselling Author, Victoria Ashley





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0.5 in The Kiss of Death Series. Prequel novella to Kill Me.

At thirteen years old I was sold, doomed to become a sex slave. Nicholai Ivanov, boss of the Russian Bratva, gave me the ultimate gift. He saved me from a fate worse than death. He promised to make me strong, because only the strong survive, and the weak die, forgotten and inconsequential.   I now live in a world of blood and violence, where humanity itself is a weakness. My life is not a battle of bad and good, but bad and worse. This is kill or be killed, survival of the fittest.   Make me or break me?

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About the Author:
 
Lauren Lovell is an indie author from England.She suffers from a total lack of brain to mouth filter and is the friend you have to explain before you introduce her to anyone, and apologise for afterwards.   Lauren is a self-confessed shameless pervert, who may be suffering from slight peen envy.   LP loves to hear from readers so please get in touch.  

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