Cover Reveal: The Fighting Series Box Set by Nikki Ash

Title: The Fighting Series Box Set
Author: Nikki Ash
Genre: Sports Romance
Release Date: March 10, 2018
Cover Designer: Teal Minx Designs 
Fighting For a Second Chance –

I am an eighteen year old high school graduate who has just experienced my first… well, everything. I would give anything to hold on to Cooper but we made a decision. After thirty hours of falling in lust, after tonight we are parting ways. I am starting college and I can’t be distracted. Besides he has his own life to get back to. 
***
The moment I saw her I knew she was the one but what my heart wants it doesn’t get. I know how life works. I have been fighting most of my life. My dad was a fighter and so was his dad. I watched my mom cheat on him and in return he destroyed her. I will never do that to a woman. I get thirty hours with Liz and then we are both walking away. At the end of the day, all we will have is the memories we have created here in Miami.
***
Five years later Liz runs into Cooper only he has no idea that memories weren’t the only thing they created in Miami. He broke her heart once the day he left and her heart is now guarded. Will he succeed in winning her heart back a second time? The only thing he knows for sure is that he is fighting for a second chance and this time he will not let her go.
Fighting With Fate –
Growing up, my parents were the embodiment of love. The perfect example of soul mates. And with that ideal I couldn’t wait to find my true love.
What I didn’t realize was that just because you love someone doesn’t mean they are capable of loving you back.
The day I met her my entire world shifted on its axis and I knew she was the one. The problem was, how do you convince someone they are your soulmate when they don’t even believe in love? There was a time I believed that love truly conquered all, but now I’m losing Faith.
*****
My mom once said, “Love isn’t concrete. It’s an emotion and emotions are abstract. They change. You don’t make decisions based on something abstract because if you do, you are setting yourself up for failure.”
I didn’t understand her words at the time. I was young and in love and if you had asked me to define what I was feeling it would have consisted of words such as affection, warmth, happiness, butterflies, happily ever after.
Now after experiencing heartbreak firsthand my definition of love is a bit different. It consists of words like messy, heartbreak, waste of time, unrealistic, fake.
Until I met him. He reminded me of all the words love felt like before my heart was broken. He wanted to show me the beauty in the abstract but all I could see was the concrete.
Fighting For Your Touch –
Caleb
As a teenager I learned firsthand how untrustworthy and cruel a woman could be. She destroyed me from the inside out and took everything from me. The first chance I got, I ran, and have been running from my past ever since.
Until I met Hayley.
She’s a complete game changer.
She’s everything I never thought a woman could be.
She’s honest and sincere and completely selfless,
And by some miracle she’s fighting for me.
I’m learning if I want to keep her, I’m going to need to find the courage to fight for us instead of finding the strength to run.
Fighting For Your Love –
Kaden
I fell in love once and it was amazing. Until it wasn’t. I swore to protect her. Until I didn’t. I swore to love her forever. Until forever came too soon.
After I lost her, I swore I would never fall in love again. Until I met Ashley.
Ashley
I depended on a man once. Until he walked out. I gave him my everything. Until he left me and our son with nothing. From then on I knew the only person I could depend on was myself. Until I met Kaden.
I’m not sure when or how it happened, but Kaden has embedded himself into my life, stealing my heart. Sounds like a good thing, right?
Wrong! Because while Kaden has my heart locked and secure, his heart was given to a woman who can’t give it back.
Now I am fighting for his love, hoping he can leave his past behind him and find a future with me.
Nikki Ash resides in South Florida where she is an English teacher and mom by day and a writer by night. When she’s not writing, you can find her with a book in her hand. From the Boxcar Children to Wuthering Heights to the latest Single Parent Romance, she has lived and breathed every type of book. 
Reading is like breathing in, writing is like breathing out. – Pam Allyn
While reading and writing are her passions, her two children are her entire world. You can probably find them at a Disney park before you would find them at home on the weekends!
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New Release: Daemonium by Katie H. Weill

New Release: Daemonium by Katie H. Weill

Daemonium – Veneficus: The End

Published: 2/22/18
Genres: New Adult, Paranormal Romance
Cover Artist: Dark City Designs
Publisher: Satin & Stone Publications

Lucas Cale turns
18 in a few weeks—as long as he can make it through detention, groundings and
the undeniable feeling he is being watched. His parents are unreasonably
demanding, his sister is wild, and his temper isn’t winning him any friends as
he is dropped into the government-mandated class, “The History of Witches.”
They are real,
he’s been told. They are powerful, and evil—yet Lucas doesn’t care. There has
never been a witch sighting on record in their one-horse town.
But that was
another life, flooding back like a nightmare as he is driven into his past, and
bound to a future spiraling out of control.
When history is
no longer left behind, he’ll be forced to choose between the man he was and the
demon he has become—or face the howling darkness awaiting his return.
Drawn back into a
world of hidden covens and regulated magic, he may learn that the difference
between love and loss is the devil you know.

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EXCERPT:Claudia was aware she was sleeping as she watched her shortened brown hair, slightly kinky and sucked of healthy color, float around her face in the lack of gravity, but it didn’t stop her teeth from chattering.
Which way was up? She questioned, as she forced her limbs to move, joints crackling, popping as a thin layer of ice shed from her skin, floating away in the black that surrounded her. Which way was down? She tried to swim her arms at her sides, to maneuver her body so she could look around and was met with nothing but the void.
Shadows danced, one blacker than the next, their darkness bounding the chasm in which she was trapped, extending in every direction as far as she could see. There was no noise, not even the sound of her heartbeat now in the deafening silence, but she felt the howling hollowness, felt the isolation begin to stir panic inside her.
And her necklace? The source of her power, the midnight tourmaline that had been her comfort, her confidence, had abandoned her.
“Hello?” Claudia spoke, and no sound left her mouth. Her arms ached as she brought her palms in against her ears, pressing them in and releasing so she could feel a slight suction. More ice crackled from her skin, but she couldn’t hear it.
“Hello!” This time she felt her vocal cords strain as she screamed the word, the air leaving her lungs in an explosion of her growing dread.
And there was nothing but silence.

 ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

Katie
H. Weill is the descendant of a witch – descendant of Ann Pudeator, a wealthy
woman in her seventies who did nothing but care for others, and one of the last
women accused and executed in Salem, Massachusetts. Katie was inspired by the
hard fought findings of her Aunt to create a story that started with a sprinkle
of history and unraveled a tale from there. With her husband and her rescued
dog at her side she is enthralled by the idea of creating new stories and
worlds and looks forward to sharing them with the world. Ann Pudeator was
exonerated in 1957 by the Massachusetts General Court of all charges.
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Born to Run by Laura Rossi

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by Laura Rossi

Amazon: http://mybook.to/BTRLR

Available February 20, 2018

The bad boy of First Category Racing is back!

“Breaking the rules was my speciality. Some people like to be part of something, I wanted to be different from the rest. Always.”

What happens when you are asked to give up what you love? When you are forced to end your career?

Born to Run is about Noah Laurent, a secondary character in the Counterpoints series -a top race driver who is asked to leave his team at the end of the series.

Noah is cold blooded, brutally honest and just doesn’t care about anything and anyone. He’s made his way up the ladder all by himself. He’s well known for his outbursts with the press and in the boxes. But he’s also an ace, a top driver.

And just when he thinks he’s done fighting, he meets someone that will get him back on track…. literally.
Reading the Counterpoints series is not necessary but would help understand better the character.

#laurarossiauthor #counterpoints #counterpointsnovella #novella #romance #sportromance #comingsoon #bookboyfriend #badboy #race #speed #love #amazon #kindle #kindleunlimited

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Til Death Us Do Part by Zane Michaelson

So, we’re at the finale of the I Know What You’re Doing series and what a journey it’s been. I have to say that I think this part of the series is Zane’s best yet, if a little too over the top at times.

There are aspects of the book that may cause triggers for some people but it is dealt with tastefully. However I felt the main character somewhat overcame a traumatic event rather quickly, BUT, I realise that situations are dealt with independently in every walk of life so do not hold that against the author. Personally for me though it was brushed over too quickly.

For a debut author though with three books of the same story is very well written. The descriptions of some of the scenes are easy to depict and the characters are easily connected to in this book. Although I enjoyed the previous books, it wasn’t until Til Death Us Do Part that I actually connected with the characters. They were more human for me personally and I could see and feel the heartache, the grief and the relief.

Despite some of the flaws that I’ve depicted, for me it’s still a five star read. For a debut author, who based the story on aspects of his life is endearing. It was great to share the experience through his words. I’d highly recommend it.

Cover Reveal: Say Yes by L.K. Shaw

Cover Reveal

Say Yes
L. K. Shaw

Preorder your copy now:

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On March 1, Say Yes will be going into Kindle Unlimited so get your copy today!


Blurb:

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Friends make the best lovers. Or so Casey Santiago thinks.
For ten years, she’s lived with the memories of an abusive childhood. Now, she’s ready to make new ones. Who better to help her than her best friend, Philip Maxwell?

When she approaches him with her shocking proposal, he hesitates. Sex complicates things.

Can Casey convince Philip that their friendship is strong enough to withstand anything, including falling in love?

Release Date:

February 27, 2018Excerpt:

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“Will you…will you touch me?” I whispered against his lips, my voice soft and breathy. “I want to feel your hands on me, Philip.” 
His grip tightened just slightly on my waist before he relaxed, but there was a new tension in him. I held my breath as I waited for his response to my bold question. I felt in control, something sadly lacking in my life. There was power in being the one who said yes. I was allowing what happened to me. No one was making me do anything I didn’t want to. It was actually almost liberating to make my needs known. I’d never been given this chance before.
“Let’s go sit on the couch, maybe get a little more comfortable.” Philip’s voice was gruff and rumbled through me like a freight train.  
As we settled on the sofa, I scooted as close to him as possible, until I was practically in his lap. My breath caught as Philip leaned forward and began plucking the pins from my hair, until he’d tossed them all on the coffee table. I let out a soft sigh as he threaded his rough, calloused fingers through my hair until it cascaded down, billowing around my shoulders and settling over my breasts. 
“Your hair is like silk,” Philip said softly as he ran his fingers through my hair again, just stopping before he reached my breasts. “I can imagine it spread…”
He shut off the flow of words. My brain tried to puzzle out what he had meant to say, but when his finger ghosted across my neck, all thoughts flew out of my head. My nipples hardened, and I shuddered at his touch. I watched his eyes track the path his finger was taking as it brushed across my collar bones. I wondered if he could see how much his touch affected me. 
“Are you going to touch me now?” my words were anxiously excited, but I couldn’t help it. I was desperate for his touch.   
Philip’s lip quirked in a half-smile as his gaze met might. His finger never stopped traversing across the top of my chest, moving neither higher nor lower. “I am touching you.”
My lower lip dropped into a pout. He was being deliberately obtuse. “Not there.”
“Oh,” he said with mock innocence, “this isn’t where you wanted me to touch you?”
My hair danced around my face as I shook my head. “You know it isn’t.” 
In response his finger navigated a path across my shoulder and down my arm, leaving a trail of fire in its wake. Now he was just teasing me. “Not there either?” 
“Philip.” I hated that his name came out sounding so whiny, but I had no idea that I’d need his touch more than I needed air. 


About the author:

LK Shaw is a physical therapist assistant by day and author/social media addict by night. She resides in South Carolina with her high maintenance beagle mix dog, Miss P, who should probably just have her own Instagram account. An avid reader since childhood, she became hooked on historical romance novels in high school. She now reads, and loves, all romance sub-genres, with erotic romance and romantic suspense being her favorite. LK enjoys traveling and chocolate. Her books feature hot alpha heroes and the strong women they love. 
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Spotlight: Melissa Ann

Melissa Ann
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Series: A Silent Canvas
Title: A Silent Canvas Part One
Author: Melissa Ann
Genre: Historical Romance
$0.99
BOOK TRAILER:
BLURB:
When Sarah has just about given up any hope of finding love in her small town, James a widower with a dark past literally comes to the rescue. It soon becomes clear that fate has brought them together for a reason, a chance for Sarah to find love and for James, finding someone to teach him how to forgive himself and to learn to love again. James moved to Black Rock, a small isolated town to escape his past, but a misunderstanding soon brings everything he is trying so hard to forget crashing in the present, opening Sarah’s eyes to some of his darkness. She knows she loves him but can she possibly entertain a future with a man that doesn’t possess the ability to trust?
EXCERPT:

The rain is now falling at a steady beat but I refuse to leave my little girl’s grave. With my finger, I trace over the name Amity, which has been delicately engraved into the headstone by my husband, himself. The rain does well to disguise the tears that flow freely down my face, as I lie on the ground beside the headstone. I have an incredible longing to hold my precious child once more. Amity’s death was an unnecessary crime, committed at the hand of someone I had loved very much and someone I never suspected had such darkness inside. Although Edmund is buried on our property, Amity was laid to rest at the local churchyard surrounded by our family and friends. She was loved by everyone and had the unique ability to lift anybody’s spirits with just her presence. 

James and I have suffered so much heartache in the past two weeks, I don’t know if I can find the strength to stand up and make the long dreary walk home. As the rain soaks through my clothing, I can feel the cold penetrating my skin and I start to shiver uncontrollably. My eyelids feel heavy and I suspect that it is a result of all the sleepless nights I have been experiencing. All I need is just a little nap and I will feel better…

TEASERS:
Title: A Silent Canvas Part Two
Author: Melissa Ann
Genre: Historical Romance
$2.99
BLURB:
Sarah feels that being alone is much safer for her heart but when a family tragedy forces James to leave Black Rock, she bravely travels to a strange town to comfort him. After James reveals all of his secrets, Sarah agrees to marry him and together they begin their new life. They’re both anxious to start a family, but it’s not happening as quickly as they would like, until they take Edmund and Amity into their home. They raise Edmund and Amity as their own, so when an unexpected tragedy occurs at the hands of someone they love, leaving both children dead, they are devastated beyond belief.
Will their marriage survive this tragedy? Will the secret that Sarah is keeping from James bring them closer together or push them apart?
EXCERPT:

“There’s like a hundred buttons. I’ll never get this dress off you. Whoever made this dress certainly didn’t have the events that occur at the culmination of a wedding in mind.” 

“Just think of it as unwrapping a present. Your growing anticipation as you become closer to discovering the treasure that lies within the layers you are unwrapping.” I can feel James press his lips down my spine as each button is released, causing a shiver to run through my body.

“Mmmmm, a present, I like that and just so you’re aware… something’s growing all right but it’s not my anticipation.” James whispers into my ear, his lips so close I can feel his breath tickling against my face. I almost melted into a puddle at James’s feet. I’m not even sure my legs will be able to hold me up much longer because his words made me weak with longing. James presses into my back and I can feel his erection, hard and eager to be touched. It’s impossible for me to stop myself from reaching behind me to grasp him in my fist.
Standing back, James pushes my hand away. “You’ve already unwrapped your present, it isn’t proper etiquette to play with your gift before the other guest unwraps theirs.” I let out a low growl of frustration, which James evidently finds amusing if his laughter is any indicator.

TEASERS:
Title: A Silent Canvas Part Three
Author: Melissa Ann
Genre: Historical Romance
$2.99
BLURB:

Little did James realize the impact opening the letter would have on his life. The letter his dead father left for him to find

Family secrets that have remained buried for over two decades surface, leaving James floundering and wondering what to do.

Certain events that unfold has James questioning the accuracy of his father’s letter. Will James finally find the answers he needs to bury the family secrets once and for all or will he uncover more than he bargained for?

EXCERPT:

As the sun moves to its most radiant spot in the sky the warmth softens the earth beneath our feet. We continue to take turns in silence, and with each shovelful of earth, my apprehension grows. When I’m not shoveling, I am pacing the forest floor, in an attempt to get rid of the pent-up energy that is humming through my body. When that doesn’t work, I was begin breaking sticks from fallen branches. 

“James, I think I found something,” Benjamin says quietly. My head whips in his direction, my heartbeat racing in my chest. I take a deep breath and head over to the hole. Looking down, I can see what Benjamin is referencing. There is a wooden box at the bottom of the hole. It’s not very big, but it wouldn’t have to be for a small child. I take the shovel and start digging around the perimeter of the box to make it more accessible. I can’t seem to shovel fast enough, and I don’t stop, even when my arms are screaming and shaking with fatigue. The lid is sealed tightly, so I start working away at it with the shovel, each stroke splintering the wood a little more. I start yanking the pieces of wood off the box, cutting my hands in the process. Benjamin gets in the hole with me and starts helping me. By the time we’ve cleared away the wood from the top of the box I can barely close my hands, that’s how mangled they are, but I don’t feel the pain anymore. I am holding my breath and it is silent aside from the sound of my heart beating anxiously. I peer into the box and it’s empty. I start to sob and I can’t pinpoint the exact reason why.

TEASERS:

Series: Unbound by His Love
Title: Unbound by His Love
Author: Melissa Ann
Genre: Contemporary/Suspense Romance
$0.99
BOOK TRAILER:
BLURB:
18+ For mature audience

Newly engaged to Tyler,
Michelle needed to get away,
To escape her controlling fiancé,
So, to Durham College she goes to stay.

Surrounded by friends and a certain boy named Jax,
Michelle finally feels like she belongs.
Jax is a dream come true,
But Tyler’s possessiveness stays strong.

Michelle knows who her heart should pick,
The bass guitarist for a Christian Rock band.
But her boyfriend Tyler doesn’t like to give up what’s his,
Can Michelle risk Jaxon taking a stand?
EXCERPT:

I walk over to my stereo and press play. Linkin Park’s, “Breaking the Habit” breaks the silence. I sit on the carpeted floor and with shaky hands, I carefully pull the cloth away from the instrument of pain nestled inside.


 Tears sting my eyes and I can feel my heart rate accelerate … Is it fear? Adrenaline? Or is it the trepidation of giving into my craving … my addiction. I run my finger along its surface feeling the urge start to take a stronger hold and my resolve is fading fast. Taking the x-acto knife in my hand, I submit to the addiction. I run the tip of my finger along the edge of the fresh blade and watch in fascination as blood starts to drip and land on the carpet. Pressing the blade against my inner arm I add enough pressure that the tip cuts into my skin. A euphoric feeling floods my body as the blade cuts deeper and the emotional pain is no longer there. The anger of the music speaks to me, consumes me… I hate my life, I hate the way I look, I can’t do anything right, no wonder no one wants me, I no longer want to feel…. I press down on the blade a little bit harder. Looking towards the ceiling, I plead once again with God. “Please let me die. Why won’t you listen to me? I am begging you to end my misery. I have nothing to live for!” My grip on the blade slips and I realize it’s from the blood covering the handle. So much blood… I feel woozy as I look at the open wound on my arm. I am unable to see how bad it really is because of the blood that continues to weep from the wound. The rivulets of blood painting a trail along my arm, bears a striking resemblance to tears… it’s my soul weeping for me. With each beat of my heart I can feel my soul fading.


 What have I done? I’ve never cut this deep before. Stumbling to the bathroom, I push my way through the darkness that is starting to cloud my vision. I can’t pass out… I can’t pass out. I now have a new focus and it’s to slow down the bleeding. I lean on the bathroom counter for support, resting my bloodied hands on the surface. Looking into the mirror I am terrified at the person staring back at me. I don’t know who I am anymore. I’m lost in the maze of life and have yet to find the exit. It seems at every turn there’s a dead end, and with each wall I meet my sense of hope diminishes. My blood covered hands make it almost impossible to get a grip on the knob to the linen closet but through the use of both hands I manage to open the door and grab a towel from the shelf. I slide my back down the bathroom wall and after haphazardly wrapping the towel around my arm; I lay on the mat that lies beside the counter and close my eyes.

TEASERS:

Title: Unbound by His Love 2
Author: Melissa Ann
Genre: Contemporary/Suspense Romance
$2.99
BLURB:
****For Mature Audiences 18+***

A decision was made
Michelle chose the one
That would make her as happy as can be
And her heart they had won

Michelle knows relationships aren’t easy
Challenges there will be
But what they’ll endure
Makes Michelle want to flee

The love of her life
Has been threatened, you see
So now once again a decision must be made
A difficult one indeed.

There will be jealousy and threats
A surprise at the end
Someone making the ultimate sacrifice for love
And a heart that might never mend.
EXCERPT:

I start to turn back to the front of the lecture hall to listen to the professor when a paper missile comes flying at my head. It bounces off my face and lands on my notebook. Opening it up I recognize Michelle’s writing right away.


Kings of Leon – Sex is on Fire


Now I’m adjusting myself. How am I supposed to focus after a note like that? Brody is snickering beside me. It’s quite obvious he must have read the note over my shoulder. I lean my head on the back of the seat, take deep cleansing breaths and think about naked, wrinkly old ladies. I shudder at the thought but it worked. I’m now back in the zone… the learning mode. Although I would like to be in another zone…like Michelle’s erogenous zone…between her legs…sinking into her hot, wet core…Oh crap…naked wrinkly old ladies…naked wrinkly old ladies.


I turn the piece of paper over and write…


Baby I’ll treat you like my homework – I’ll slam you on the table and do you all night long. 


I bunch the note up once again and toss it over Michelle’s shoulder. Jenni reaches down to pick it up and as she starts opening the paper up Michelle grabs it out of her hand and shakes her head playfully. She opens the paper and after reading what I wrote she tosses her head back and silently laughs, her shoulders shaking. She peeks at me over her shoulder and winks.
And back to my mantra I go… naked wrinkly old ladies…naked wrinkly old ladies.

TEASERS:
Title: Unbound by His Love 3
Author: Melissa Ann
Genre: Contemporary/Suspense Romance
$2.99
BLURB:
*** For mature audiences 18+***

Sacrifice of a love affair…

Hearts broken
Questions unanswered
Pasts intertwined
And blackmail spoken.

Michelle’s number one priority was keeping Jax safe but she soon discovers that perhaps it was a tragic mistake.
Why isn’t he looking for me?
Has he forgotten me already?
I’m drowning in a sea of darkness
Please save me from this misery.

Since the first moment he laid eyes on Michelle, Jax knew she was “the one”, but her constant need to run from their relationship has him wondering if she cares about him at all.

Why did she leave me?
She took a part of me that day
Things just aren’t adding up
I just can’t stay away.
EXCERPT:

Michelle turns her back towards me and drops her towel to the floor. I lick my lips as I take in every delicious curve of her body. She peeks over her shoulder and crooks her finger in a “come and get it” kind of way. Of course, it was a very hard decision to make… NOT… and I follow her like a lost puppy dog, or maybe it was a hungry dog… but before I follow her, I grab the bowl of whipped cream.


I set the bowl of whipped cream on the bed, and Michelle’s eyebrows lift up in amusement, her eyes unable to hide the desire burning in them. Pointing at the bowl she says, “Are you hungry?”


“Uh-huh. I want my dessert.” I cup the back of her neck and I slant my mouth over hers, luxuriating in the softness of her lips moving against mine. Before I pull away, I gently bite her lip. My hand cups her breast and my thumb caresses her already turgid nipple. Leaning down, I take her nipple in my mouth and using my tongue I circle it, my cock growing even harder when I hear her moan. I gently ease her back on the bed, and grabbing a spoonful of whipped cream, I cover her nipples with it. I lap the sugary cream off her nipples, and follow the white dessert laden trail to the landing strip that so adequately points me in the direction of where I must go. Picking up the spoon, I paint her hot core with more dessert topping. Running my tongue along the folds of her pussy, I swirl the tip of my tongue around her clit.


“Oh god, Jax that feels so good. Is dessert to your liking?” She speaks to me in a husky voice.


“Oh yeah, baby. You taste so good.” I place Michelle’s legs over my shoulder and continue to lap at her hot center, absorbing the sounds of her quickening breath and groans of pleasure. My cock is as hard as granite and pushing against the fabric binding it.


“Jaxon!” Michelle screams my name as an orgasm rips through her body.


I’m shaking with pent up sexual energy. I have to be buried in her right now. I reach my hand out to help Michelle up from the bed. She complies, but her eyebrows are scrunched with confusion. I turn her around so she’s bent over with her hands resting on the bed. My lips brush along her spine.


“Is this okay?” I wait for her to grant me permission. This is my favorite position, and at one time hers as well, but I never want to do anything that would make her feel uncomfortable or scared.


“Yes.” Her voice is trembling but I don’t think its fear, but rather desire.


“Are you sure?” I ask again.


“Jax if you don’t fuck me right now then… I don’t know what I’d do, just do it already.” She almost growls with frustration.


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Title: The Phoenix
Author: Melissa Ann
Genre: Poetry/Story Book
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Happy Birthday, David!

Here is a story.
A story for you.
Happy Birthday, my friend.
All that I wrote is true.

All proceeds are donated to Ataxia Canada.
Title: Solace In Silence
Author: Melissa Ann
Genre: Poetry
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Sometimes in our darkest moments,
When we can’t tell the lies from what’s true,
When we don’t have the strength to go on,
The love of a friend helps us get through.

Solace in Silence,
Is my personal fight,
Through poetry,
From darkness to light.
Excerpt:
One Day

Give me your hand,
I’ll help lift you up.
Let me hold you near,
And you can tell me what’s up.

You’ve been hurt in the past,
You have been broken down.
Instead of hating who did this,
You blame yourself, I can see it in your frown.

You hold the world on your shoulders,
Sometimes you wish you didn’t feel so much,
But this is the gift you’ve been given,
And you must accept it as such.

You fight the demons,
Every single day.
Most days you win,
But some days you’re too tired to slay.

If you look
Deep within your soul,
You’ll see a light,
Do you see the dim glow?

Just have faith,
In who you are.
And one day,
That light will grow.

So look at how far you have come,
Not how far you need to go.
As long as you keep fighting,
One day you won’t feel as low.
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Title: Fading Light
Author: Melissa Ann and David S. Scott
Genre: Suspense Romance
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Any author can tell you that strong emotion breeds new characters… and once born, they must tell their story. So what if I want to drink myself into oblivion? They don’t care, and it’s like my fingers have a mind of their own.

Jesse and Brooklyn are soulmates, bound by fate to be together. They know it. They can feel it, can see it in each other’s eyes. They may have missed their first shot together, but it doesn’t matter now. They’ll find their happily ever after… as long as their pasts and futures don’t collide in horrible and unpredictable ways.

Fate brought them together, and it made them cross paths once again. It’s futile to resist. That is… if fate is even real.

Do you believe in fate?
Excerpt:

Fall brought cooler weather, and with it, nature’s kaleidoscope of colors. The trees shed their greenery and displayed glorious shades of red, yellow, and orange. You could almost taste the pumpkin spice in the air. It had always been my favorite time of the year, but now I found myself resenting the cooler weather. The change in seasons meant Jesse had to work more for his landscaping job, clearing away fallen branches and leaves before they became hazards for drivers and pedestrians alike. I missed him during the long hours he was away. I tried to make the best of it, though.

Our very active sex life was great inspiration for the hot scenes in my book. We were compatible in the bedroom in so many ways. Neither of us ever shied away from trying new things in bed, and it was fun vying for who would take control. Each time we were together, it was a new experience, an adventure. Finding my sexual equal was both refreshing and liberating.

“I’m under your spell. I don’t know what you’ve done to me, but I just can’t stay away from you.” His words spoke directly to my heart. Butterflies fluttered in my stomach; something I hadn’t felt since I was a teenager. Things with Jesse felt like they were perfect, almost too good to be true. I was a little afraid to pinch myself for fear I’d wake up and find it had all been a dream. I knew I had a history of falling in love too quickly, though, so I was a little afraid of letting myself really relax and let him in. After everything I’d been through, what if I ended up jinxing things?

“If there’s magic involved, I’m consumed by it, too. I feel the exact same way.” Every waking minute, it seemed, my thoughts were on him. I’d remember how I felt when he’d hold me, when he kissed me. When I was alone, my thoughts traveled to his gentle touches and caresses when we’d make love. When we were apart, time couldn’t seem to move fast enough until we could be back in each other’s arms, and that thought was terrifying. I loved and I feared my body and mind’s reactions to him. He made me vulnerable. He made me hope. We were headed for the kind of love you only see in romance novels, but I knew I was giving him the power to crush me if he chose. Love was always a risk, but the reward was worth it if you found the right one. I’d just never dared to dream that it could happen to me.

“When I get off work, I want to take you somewhere.”

“Oh? Where are we going?”

“Hmm… well, I could tell you, but I think it would be more fun to surprise you.”

I giggled. “Give me a hint?”

“Nope.”

I stuck my lower lip out, though I knew he couldn’t see it over the phone. “Come on! You have all this work stuff keeping you busy all day, but now I won’t be able to write because I’ll be crazy with curiosity.”

“You know, you’re adorable when you pout.” I could hear his smile through the phone. 

“Bring a sweater. I have to go, Babe. See you soon.”

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Author Bio

Melissa lives in the Great White North in her spacious igloo with her two daughters, one of which is a mermaid, the other a unicorn. When she is not writing, she is riding her moose and wrestling with her polar bear. Due to the demand of her books, she was forced to train her hamsters to guard her home, as she typed out what the crazy voices in her head demanded. 

She’s an avid supporter of World Wildlife Fund and makes an effort to involve herself as well as her family in fundraising campaigns for various charities. Melissa has an Employment Counsellor Diploma from Fleming College, but she prefers writing stories over resumes
Presently she has eleven books published in a variety of genres, which include Poetry, Historical, Contemporary, and Suspense Romance.

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David S. Scott – Spotlight

David S. Scott
Spotlight
The Phoenix Series
Genre: Erotica
Deep In You
By David S. Scott
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Blurb:
My name is Alexander Phoenix. You’ve probably heard of me, most people have. I’ve won numerous awards and medals all over the world, including the last two Olympics Games. Outside gymnastics, I’m untamable. Many have tried, none have succeeded. They’ve called me a playboy, a philanderer…

Until a chance meeting in a bar with her almost proves to be a disaster for both of us. She’s hot, fascinating and, despite the fact that she poses a risk to me because she’s a tabloid reporter, I can’t help but feel drawn to her.

What are her secrets? Who wants to hurt her?

I’ve never shied away from challenges. Why should I start now?
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By David S. Scott
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Power.
Strength.
Control.

These were the attributes I valued, lived by. They had become my mantra.

Power. Watching the gymnasts as a child had fascinated me, and my parents had been quick to capitalize on this and enroll me in classes. It got me out from underfoot, and I loved the feeling of power and strength that coursed through my body. I learned to contort myself into impossible positions and hold them until the exertion almost proved too much… and then push myself even further. 

Strength. Gymnastics had taught me much about myself. I craved a good challenge; the thrill of winning seduced me. I was damned good at it, too. Over the course of my career, I’d won five gold medals and four silver in the last two Olympic Games, as well as countless other awards in other forums. Much more civilized than contact sports, gymnastics tested both my mind and body. On an apparatus, there was only me. Not my competitors. Not my coach. My greatest opponent was always, and would always be, myself. 

Control. Power and strength are great, but without control you run into trouble. I employ control in every aspect of my life. Exercise, my free time, and sex. Especially sex.
©David S Scott 2016

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By David S. Scott
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I placed her glass on the table and took her hand, tugging her hard into me and kissing her. Her hand snaked around my neck while both of mine dropped down onto her ass. I kneaded her round curves, my tongue plunging insistently into her mouth. My body came alive. Tingles raced all over my skin. My cock throbbed for her. She knew it, too. She grinned against my mouth and hummed appreciatively. Her other hand reached between us and found my erection, stroking me through my clothes. Shit. We weren’t going to make it upstairs; I needed her now. Right now. I felt reckless and lightheaded, and it was making me behave in a way that wasn’t normal for me. I had somehow allowed her to take control and I couldn’t have that. My house, my life, my rules. Making a snap decision, I changed direction and almost carried her toward the guest room. Without breaking our kiss, I unbuttoned my shirt and removed my tie. Shrugging them off, I wrenched myself away long enough to pull her shirt over her head, then pulled her back against me. My tongue pressed into her mouth, stroking, rubbing, exploring.
©David S Scott 2016

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By David S. Scott
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Lily moaned, deep and throaty. “I need you, Xander. Now, please.”

I lined myself up and thrust into her. We both gasped. I had been right; she was incredibly tight, her pussy squeezing me. I paused, buried balls deep inside her. “Did I hurt you?”

She scratched at my back like a tiger while she dug her heels into my ass, encouraging me to move. “I’m fine. Please, Xander…”

I began to move, slow and deliberate at first, quickly gaining speed as we lost ourselves in each other. Lily screamed, her nails raking my back. I moved my forearms to press into her shoulders, allowing me to thrust even deeper, plunge myself even harder, faster. I pivoted my hips to be sure my cock hit her g-spot. 

“Oh… God, yes, Xander. Fuck! Just like that,” she moaned. “Like that. Don’t ever stop.”

There it was. “Don’t stop.” Those words had me fighting for my self-control. No way was I stopping until she was finished, no matter how crazy she made me, how much I needed to come. I put my mouth to her ear. “You feel so tight. So perfect. I can’t get enough,” I growled. “I could fuck you again and again, all night long. That sweet cunt is heaven for my cock.”

“I’m so close.”

“Let go, baby. Come for me.” I bit down on her lower lip and thrust myself deep into her as I felt the first tremor wrack her body, her tight pussy squeezing me in rhythmic bursts. 

“Yes, oh God, Xander. Oh God, I’m coming.”

I pumped into her twice more, then pushed deep as I could and stilled. My whole body tingled in the split second before my orgasm ripped through me. We rode out our climaxes together, my feathered kisses soft on her lips. 

“Xander?”

“Mmm.”

“That was…”

I withdrew myself from her depths and rolled to the side. I pulled off the condom, then gathered her in my arms and kissed her just under her ear. “I know, Lily. I know.” 
©David S Scott 2016

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Deeper In You
By David S. Scott
Book Two of The Phoenix Series
$2.99 or free with KU
Blurb:

I’ve lost everything …


And I mean everything. Once a household name, now just a broken shell. Lily has left me and taken my entire future with her. I just want to sleep and never wake up. Forget love, forget passion. All of it. I’m done.


My Name is Alexander Phoenix, former Olympic gymnast. I was once known as the X-Wing, as the man who flies. Make that flew…


Can I salvage my future and reclaim my place as the man I used to be? Or does fate have something else in store? Haunted by ghosts of the past, I must find the strength to move on and find my path. Broken hearts still beat, right?


I’ve never shied away from challenges. Why should I start now?
©David S Scott 2016  

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By David S. Scott
$2.99 or  free with KU

“You’re so tense, Xander. So tightly wound.” Before I knew what was happening, her hand was on the back of my neck. She rubbed and massaged the base of my neck and the back of my head. I leaned forward, placing my elbows on the table and my face in my hands. Her fingers were tantalizingly cool, and I moaned in spite of myself. I was tense, and her hand on me felt so good. Too good. Her touch meant too much, and I found it harder and harder to remind myself that we could never be more than friends. This wouldn’t do.

“You don’t have to do that,” I murmured. She needed to stop. I liked it far too much. My cock had instantly hardened in response to her touch. I was so turned on, yet knew it was wrong. I considered escaping to the bathroom to splash some water on my face and get a grip, but I knew if I stood, or even leaned back, she’d see my obvious erection. I was held captive here at the table. No escape from her touch.

“I like doing it, though. You seem to be enjoying it, too.”

“What?” I glanced at her, but her expression seemed innocent enough. Almost playful.

“You’re moaning, silly.”

“You have magic hands.” Did she ever. She occasionally scratched at my scalp with her nails. It was so erotic, so sensual. I wanted her to continue forever, while needing her to stop. My cock strained against my pants, so I didn’t dare move. I wished she’d massage that.
©David S Scott 2016

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Igniting Passions
By David S. Scott
Genre: Poetry and Short Stories
$0.99 or free with KU
Blurb:

Passion…


It’s what drives us. Connects us. Our passions make us who we are, define who and what we love.


This is a collection of poetry and prose designed to speak to all the different types of passion within us.


Let the words found on these pages wash over you. Allow them to move your spirit and speak to your soul.


Open your hearts and minds for Igniting Passions.
©David S Scott 2016

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By David S. Scott
$0.99 or free with KU
~*~Daydreamer~*~
The taste of your lips intoxicates my soul,
Your mouth is as delicious as the finest of wine.
Our tongues dance an erotic tango; vying for control.
Dreams of more to come if I could make you mine.
I’d like to peel all your clothes from you,
Allow my eyes to feast on your beautiful form …
If you could read my dark desires, it’s true,
I bet you’d run, or would you give in to the storm?
Wish I could feel you tremble at my touch,
Your legs would shake, your toes curled tight.
Nails dug into my flesh, sensations too much,
Climaxes reached, screams silenced by gentle bite.
But instead, only your lips shall I kiss,
And dream of a day it shall be like this.
©David S Scott 2016
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Santa’s Son
By David S. Scott
Genre: Erotic Novella
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Blurb:

What do you think of when you picture elves? Could they be real? What about other fantasy beings? What about… Santa Claus?


Shawn is accustomed to living life the way he wants to. He has no responsibilities, no one to answer to. He comes and goes as he pleases, traveling the world, looking for fulfillment.


But all that is about to change…


Santa’s sick and getting old. This year, he’ll be replaced by his son. Will you be on the naughty list?
©David S Scott 2016

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By David S. Scott
$0.99 or free with KU

Passions have always ruled my family.

Always. My father’s name is Pelznickel, but he has been called many things throughout the millennia. Saint Nicholas. Kris Kringle. Santa Claus. 

Yes. That Santa Claus. The man who’s brought joy to the children of the world for thousands of years. People have thought him a child’s story, a myth.

I spared a glance over my shoulder to ensure the redhead was gone and I was alone. Satisfied, I rubbed my right index finger along the side of my nose. A feeling of pins and needles covered me, as if my entire body had lost circulation. In a way, it had. The warm sandy beach I’d been walking on blurred and swirled in my vision, quickly being replaced by my bedroom.

The first few times I’d ever teleported, I’d been convinced I’d stayed still and the world had moved around me. Now I knew better.
Frantic knocking greeted my arrival.

“What is it?” I called.

“Master Schonesgeschenk, your father is looking for you.”

Fighting the urge to roll my eyes, I strode to the door. The fat little gnome waiting for me on the other side was dressed in thick green robes with white trim. His long white beard nearly reached his waist. “Astlin, how many times must I ask you to call me Shawn? It’s just Shawn, I swear.”
©David S Scott 2016

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Fading Light
By: David S. Scott and Melissa Ann
Genre: Suspense Romance Novella
$0.99 or free with KU
Blurb:

Any author can tell you that strong emotion breeds new characters… and once born, they must tell their story. So what if I want to drink myself into oblivion? They don’t care, and it’s like my fingers have a mind of their own.


Jesse and Brooklyn are soulmates, bound by fate to be together. They know it. They can feel it, can see it in each other’s eyes. They may have missed their first shot together, but it doesn’t matter now. They’ll find their happily ever after… as long as their pasts and futures don’t collide in horrible and unpredictable ways.


Fate brought them together, and it made them cross paths once again. It’s futile to resist. That is… if fate is even real.


Do you believe in fate?

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By David S. Scott and Melissa Ann
$0.99 or free with KU

Fall brought cooler weather, and with it, nature’s kaleidoscope of colors. The trees shed their greenery and displayed glorious shades of red, yellow, and orange. You could almost taste the pumpkin spice in the air. It had always been my favorite time of the year, but now I found myself resenting the cooler weather. The change in seasons meant Jesse had to work more for his landscaping job, clearing away fallen branches and leaves before they became hazards for drivers and pedestrians alike. I missed him during the long hours he was away. I tried to make the best of it, though.

Our very active sex life was great inspiration for the hot scenes in my book. We were compatible in the bedroom in so many ways. Neither of us ever shied away from trying new things in bed, and it was fun vying for who would take control. Each time we were together, it was a new experience, an adventure. Finding my sexual equal was both refreshing and liberating.

“I’m under your spell. I don’t know what you’ve done to me, but I just can’t stay away from you.” His words spoke directly to my heart. Butterflies fluttered in my stomach; something I hadn’t felt since I was a teenager. Things with Jesse felt like they were perfect, almost too good to be true. I was a little afraid to pinch myself for fear I’d wake up and find it had all been a dream. I knew I had a history of falling in love too quickly, though, so I was a little afraid of letting myself really relax and let him in. After everything I’d been through, what if I ended up jinxing things?
“If there’s magic involved, I’m consumed by it, too. I feel the exact same way.” Every waking minute, it seemed, my thoughts were on him. I’d remember how I felt when he’d hold me, when he kissed me. When I was alone, my thoughts traveled to his gentle touches and caresses when we’d make love. When we were apart, time couldn’t seem to move fast enough until we could be back in each other’s arms, and that thought was terrifying. I loved and I feared my body and mind’s reactions to him. He made me vulnerable. He made me hope. We were headed for the kind of love you only see in romance novels, but I knew I was giving him the power to crush me if he chose. Love was always a risk, but the reward was worth it if you found the right one. I’d just never dared to dream that it could happen to me.

“When I get off work, I want to take you somewhere.”

“Oh? Where are we going?”

“Hmm… well, I could tell you, but I think it would be more fun to surprise you.”

I giggled. “Give me a hint?”

“Nope.”

I stuck my lower lip out, though I knew he couldn’t see it over the phone. “Come on! You have all this work stuff keeping you busy all day, but now I won’t be able to write because I’ll be crazy with curiosity.”

“You know, you’re adorable when you pout.” I could hear his smile through the phone. “Bring a sweater. I have to go, Babe. See you soon.”

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David S. Scott’s Bio

David S. Scott is a new author of erotica and erotic romance novels. After finishing his debut novels, Deep In You and its sequel Deeper In You, he is moving on to several other projects, including an erotic paranormal tentatively titled Obsidian Angel. He is in his mid-thirties and happily married, and has a bit of a wicked sense of humor. When not writing, David can be found reading a variety of genres or playing “nerd games” like Dungeons and Dragons with his friends. David loves interacting with people and meeting new friends, so please be sure to follow him on his author page: https://www.facebook.com/AuthorDavidScott

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February 10, 2018
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August 25th, 2018
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