Saturday, August 19, 2017

Wrecked

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When you can’t trust yourself, how can you ask anyone else to?

It’s been months since Aden Colt left the Army, and still the memories haunt him. When he moved into a boat off the California coast, he thought he’d found the perfect place to escape life.

Then Sawyer shows up, and turns his simple life upside down.

Beautiful and sophisticated, she seems out of place in this laidback beach town. Something is pushing her to experience everything she can—including Aden. But as much as he wants her, starting a relationship with Sawyer puts them both at risk.

For Aden, the past doesn’t stay there; it shows up unexpectedly, uncontrollably, and doesn’t care whose life it wrecks.
 


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Emotional amazing story! Aden is fighting his demons but he's barely hanging on. Swayer is going out of her comfort zone because she loves her sister so much. When these two cross paths it quickly develops into more than a casual fling. They both help each other but there are lies that will only hurt more if ever revealed. It's a sad impossible love story but fate has other plans. Once all is revealed there will be other hurdles to overcome but together they can figure it out. Some very hot & steamy sex scenes. Amazing ending .

Thursday, August 17, 2017

Cocky Client




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Today is officially the worst day of my life… 

I woke up five hours late after a reckless one-night stand with the sexiest, cockiest, and most arrogant man I’ve ever met. (And this asshole actually left a note: “I think you were lying to me about being “experienced” last night. You orgasmed three times, and that was before we made it to your bedroom. I also find it hard to believe you “usually wear silk or lingerie.” Your drawers are all full of cotton granny panties--The best man you’ve ever fucked… 

My top two PR clients left me for my number one competitor, my roommate accidentally bleached my best suit, and my favorite coffee shop was shut down for “health concerns.”

Still, none of those things dimmed my excitement for what was supposed to be the best four o’clock signing session of my career. I was on the verge of signing the highest paying client in my company’s history, taking on a so-called “impossible” job that no publicist had been able to handle. 

But at four o’clock, there was no athlete, television personality, or celebrity who showed up. Instead, that sexy, arrogant one-night stand stepped into my office with his familiar panty-wetting smirk and introduced himself as my new, cocky client...


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Ryan & Penelope have an off the charts hot one night stand. The next day however things become messy. Ryan is a total douche but Penelope puts him in his place. She is a hot feisty lady that isn't about to take his crap. Ryan is taken with her but he isn't about to become Prince Charming for her. A lot of funny hot banter. Amazingly hot sex scenes. Fantastic ending but wouldn't mind more.


Tuesday, August 15, 2017

Art & Soul

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I had always been the invisible art student in high school. 
Passed by. Glossed over. Unnoticed. 
Now I was Aria Watson… that girl.

After one bad decision, and being labeled a slut, I was no longer unseen. I was the whore. The ignoramus. The tramp.
I would never be invisible again.

Particularly to Levi Myers. He was the odd boy with the beautiful soul who accepted and understood the broken girl inside me.

Falling in love wasn’t the plan. But how could I resist his promises of hope? Of forgiveness? Of a future I had stopped dreaming of?
We were shattered. We were scarred. We were something strange and beautiful.

We were two lost souls holding on to the only thing that could keep us together.

Each other. 


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Aria is a beautiful girl that is deeper than most kids her age. She ends up paying the untimely price because a boy said she was cute. It's a beautiful heart breaking journey and along the way she meets Levi. He is the handsome new boy at school but he's way more that just a pretty face. He is drawn to Aria even know he shouldn't be. He too is on a heart breaking journey but they have each other. It's hard to see how they will ever have a future but maybe that's the point to live in the here and now. No sex scenes just a story for the heart. Fantastic ending.

Sunday, August 13, 2017

Undeserving

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Warning: This isn’t a romance, but instead a tale of love between two despairing people, from two different worlds, both aching for something more. 

Debbie Reynolds is a runaway, New York City-bound. Living on the road comes with many challenges—fighting for her next meal, seeking safe places to sleep, and dodging men with less than honorable intentions, all while searching for meaning in a life she finds painful and pointless. 

Damon “Preacher” Fox, vice president of the Silver Demons Motorcycle Club, has been in prison for club-related crimes. As his release draws near, he begins to reevaluate his choices in life, realizing that if he stays with the club, this won’t be his last stint behind bars. Suddenly Preacher finds himself doubting everything he’s ever known, wishing for a life beyond the club. 

When Preacher and Debbie’s paths cross, they find in each other a sense of peace they had been lacking. But life is about to catch up with Preacher, and Debbie, desperate to keep the one person who’s ever shown her any kindness, finds herself caught between forces far deadlier and more powerful than she could have ever imagined. 

This is Debbie and Preacher’s story. 

At the end, we should all go back to the beginning, 
if only to remind ourselves that we once lived.


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Holy moly grab your tissues because this one is a tear jerker. My heart hurts just thinking about the ending!
Preacher certainly wasn't looking for love and when he came across Debbie it wasn't insta love but there was something there that he couldn't walk away from. Debbie was running from her past and has had to grow up fast. When she meets preacher she doesn't understand why he's so kind to her wanting nothing in return. Tragic events strengthen their bond and before too long they are starting a family. Preacher is never what he seems. When Debbie is faced with a tough choice she makes a grave error but she's going to make it right. We get a lot of Eva too along the way. Tragic, beautiful love story that will bring you to tears. Some hot steamy sex scenes.

Friday, August 11, 2017

Twisted Twosome Blog Tour Stop


We're celebrating the release of  TWISTED TWOSOME by Meghan Quinn!


TWISTED TWOSOME
NA Romantic Comedy
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BLURB:
From the first day I met Racer McKay, I knew our interaction was going to be incredibly brief. First impressions really do matter and unfortunately, I didn’t make a very good one.
At the time, I didn’t think much of it. I was never going to see this man again, right? 
Wrong! When I’m met with the opportunity of a lifetime, there is only one man in the state of New York who can assist me. And can you guess who it is? 
But what I don’t realize is he needs me just as much as I need him. I have money he’s desperate for, and he holds the key to making my dreams come true. 
So, we reluctantly join forces.


Our pranks turn from sarcastic banter, to sexual tension and lust-filled glances. Bickering matches quickly morph into slow burn moments. We’re hot, we’re cold. We push and pull. I need him, I don’t want him. We’re on the verge of combusting with an agreement dangling dangerously between us. Neither one of us can afford to lose one another and yet, we’re finding it quite hard to decipher the line that rests between love and hate.





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Georgina has a life of privilege but with that comes a certain way of life and it's one she isn't settling for. Racer is drowning in debit and will do just about anything to get a little breathing room. When they cross paths It isn't pretty they both can dish it out. They might not like each other but they need each other. The more time they spend together the more the layers are peeled back and they discover they aren't so different. Once they make the leap to more Racer with do anything to help her achieve her dream even if that means he has to walk away. Some hot steamy sex scenes and a lot of hilarious banter. Fantastic ending.



Excerpt:

“Thanks for lunch, I haven’t had a fine peanut butter and jelly sandwich in quite some time.” Racer takes a giant bite from one of three sandwiches I made him. The man can eat; I just want to know where he puts it all. “What is this, crunchy peanut butter?” He looks over the sandwich, studying it intently. 

“Yes, it’s crunchy with mixed berry jam.”

He nods and takes another bite. He talks with his mouth full, which for some weird reason makes him oddly adorable. “Nice touch, George. The peanuts add a nice texture.”

“Are you going all food critic on my PB and J skills right now?”

Lifting his shirt, he dabs away some of the sweat that’s collecting on his forehead, beneath his backward hat. His abs flex with the movement, drawing my attention. Each divot calling out to me to touch, to examine . . . to lick. 

“I think every human should be judged on their PB and J skills.”

I pull my eyes away from his stomach just in time not to get caught staring. “Why do you think that?”

“Because,” he takes another bite, “I think building a peanut butter and jelly sandwich is in everyone’s repertoire, but only the truly skilled know how to make a proper one. And I want to be friends with the truly skilled.”

“Is that so?” I take a drink of my green tea and study him for a second, watching the way the muscles in his jaw move with each bite and swallow. It’s sexy. 

His neck is sexy? Is that possible? 

“So where do I land on your scale of sandwich artists?”

He smiles from my term, and I realize how much I adore his boyish charm. Pulling his eyes away from me, he examines one of the sandwiches I made him and starts assessing it. “Good ratio of peanut butter to jelly. Nice choice in bread. The crunch you added has been a pleasant surprise, and the mixed berry jam is fucking delightful.” I giggle from his girly term. “But . . .” 

I perk up; there’s a but? “But what?”

He quirks his mouth to the side, almost to say, “Sorry, but you’re not quite perfect.” “The bread, it should have been toasted. Toasting it would have taken you to boss level when it comes to the PB and J.”

“Toasting it?”

He nods and takes another bite. “When you don’t toast a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, the peanut butter and bread form a paste on the roof of your mouth. Even though it tastes good, it can get quite irritating.”

“But I didn’t have a toaster.”

“Rookie mistake.”

“Well, If I knew I was going to be critiqued, I would have sprung for bacon.”

He pauses mid bite and stares at me over his sandwich. “You’re a beast for bringing up the option.”

I polish off the rest of my sandwich and wipe my fingers. “Well, maybe next time you’ll communicate expectations better. I’m not a mind reader, Racer. Frankly, the fact I didn’t make boss level is on you, not me.”

I stand and gather my trash as he stares me down. “Don’t you turn this on me. You didn’t have a toaster. The toaster is what’s key. This is on you, Georgie. This is on you!” he calls out as I make my way to the back, laughing to myself the entire time. 



About the Author:

Born in New York and raised in Southern California, Meghan has grown into a sassy, peanut butter eating, blonde haired swearing, animal hoarding lady. She is known to bust out and dance if "It's Raining Men" starts beating through the air and heaven forbid you get a margarita in her, protect your legs because they may be humped.

Once she started commuting for an hour and twenty minutes every day to work for three years, she began to have conversations play in her head, real life, deep male voices and dainty lady coos kind of conversations. Perturbed and confused, she decided to either see a therapist about the hot and steamy voices running through her head or start writing them down. She decided to go with the cheaper option and started writing... enter her first novel, Caught Looking.

Now you can find the spicy, most definitely on the border of lunacy, kind of crazy lady residing in Colorado with the love of her life and her five, furry four legged children, hiking a trail or hiding behind shelves at grocery stores, wondering what kind of lube the nervous stranger will bring home to his wife. Oh and she loves a good boob squeeze!


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