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Tuesday, June 25, 2019

GIVE AWAY: Celebrating For the Love of Max By Gabbi Grey

For the Love of Max By Gabbi Grey
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Gabbi is giving away a $10 Amazon GC and 2 ebooks of For the Love of Max during the tour. Please use the Rafflecopter below to enter. Remember there is a chance to enter everyday so be sure to follow the Blog Tour. You may find the tour schedule and locations here http://bit.ly/FTLOMGG About For the Love of Max:  Ironworker Dodge Vasilius has been in love with LGBTQ social worker Maxine Reeves since he first met her at a party when her date abandoned her. She’s way out of his league. Except she’s finally left the abusive jerk. Dodge is just checking to make certain she’s safe. Because making a move on the newly single Maxine would be classless…right? Genre: Erotic Romance Publisher: The Wild Rose Press, Inc. Buy Links:
Excerpt from For the Love of Max:
Procrastinating was getting him nowhere. She was either home or she wasn’t. She was either going to kick him off her property or she wasn’t. She was either going to let him in or she wasn’t. Wiping his damp palms against his jeans, he sauntered up the steps and knocked. The door cracked, but the safety chain prevented it from opening fully. He glimpsed a veil of long, black hair. “Maxine?” She squinted. Damn. The sun behind him was bright in her eyes, casting him in deep shadows. “It’s Dodge. Remember me? I brought you home after the company Christmas party?” After Garth got wasted and abandoned you? Happy to step in, Dodge had driven her home, trying not to look at her gorgeous legs encased by her tight silver skirt and sheer pantyhose. Red-blooded man he was, he’d adjusted himself when she looked away and had done his best to hide his erection when escorting her to the door. “Wait.” Say something that’ll keep her talking. “I—” The door closed, opening a moment later. Dodge was a sucker for sun-kissed light-brown skin, wavy long black hair, almond-shaped dark-brown eyes, soft cheekbones, and a pert nose. The bangs were new as was the yellowing bruise on her cheek. Damn. Ducking her head, Maxine’s hand shot to the bruise. He gently touched her chin, and when she didn’t recoil, he tipped it, forcing her gaze to his. “The man is an animal. I’m not like him.” The smile was tentative. “I know.” Soft words, replete with meaning. Not going to send him away. Yet. But he needed more. Maxine extended her hand, which he gratefully took. The electric shock shot through him, so strong he expected a blue arc between them. Her cheeks flushed, her gaze flying to his before lowering. She tried to pull away, but he held tight.
About the Author:
Gabbi Grey has written a lot of words and is now focusing on sharing them with the rest of the world. She writes contemporary, gay, and dark erotic BDSM romances. She believes in happy endings. Gabbi's Social Links:
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Friday, June 23, 2017

Daryl Devoré and hot rock star romance Darien's Desire #AuthorLove #Romance



I am happy to be here on your blog, Sharon. I am hot romance author Daryl Devoré and I have brought along my newest release – Darien's Desire – book 2 in the 2 Hearts ~ 1 Love Trilogy.
Blurb – You've read What Happens in Bangkok and now you need to know what's next.
It's complicated is not only her relationship status, but the definition of Erika Bailey's life. She loves managing her drag queen club in Bangkok, Thailand, but her rock star boyfriend resides in North Carolina. And to top it off, her father threatens she must stay away from Darien or lose the Pink Flamingo. Does she protect her club or her love?
Darien Scott, Grammy award winning international superstar, wants nothing more than to wake up in the arms of Erika, the woman he loves, but contractual obligations force him to exotic video shoots and an isolated movie set with one of Hollywood's sexiest stars.

With the feeding frenzy of social media trending every aspect of Darien's life—real or not—it's hard for Erika to know the truth. Will she be able to see through the lies and trust Darien? Or will evidence from damaging Internet rumors condemn their relationship? 

Excerpt
Erika glanced around at the ultra-modern décor in colors of black, red and gold. Suddenly her office at the club, looked old and frumpy. "Can we talk now?" She raised a questioning eyebrow.
Miranda nodded.
Erika threw her arms out and bear hugged her friend. "Oh. My. God, Miri. It's so good to see you. You look fabulous. No…better than fabulous. Turn around. Let me see you. I'd kill for that dress."
"And you. Just look at you. Selfie." Miri held up her cell. Erika stood closer and smiled. Her friend pointed to the black leather sofa. "Sit. You must be exhausted."
"Which is your polite way of saying I look like crap. Can you send me a copy? My cell's at the hotel getting a charge. It's either a dead battery or a dead cell. No idea which. It's been acting weird. I'm rambling. Oh, Miri. It's so good to see you." Erika plopped on a cushion and sunk deep into the softness. "As I said in my email, I am here for the full works." She pointed at her head. "Start at the top and work to the bottom."
"Important date, I'm guessing? Tea?"
"Your Russian grandmother's tea?" Hope filled Erika.
Miranda pressed a small button. "Yes, for you, only my grandmother's tea. Now tell me about this date. Last I heard, you'd broken up with Aiden. Was it painful?"
Erika shook her head. "No. I knew it was coming. I tried to help. To get him away from the drugs and the lifestyle, but he, let's say, fell in with the wrong crowd. He just got deeper and deeper into trouble. He cleaned out our bank accounts, stole things and sold them. It was a nightmare. But it's over. He's history. I've moved on."
"From the smile, I'd say you moved on from the bottom feeder to a bigger, better fish."
An image of Darien's smile flashed through her mind. "You'd like him. His one fault is he truly loves vodka."
"Not vodka with a v, say it with a w. Wodka."
"Wodka."
"There, now you sound Russian."
"You went to the same boarding school as me. Your mother's name is Tiffany. You're about as Russian as that art deco lamp."
Miri's laughter sounded like tiny bells. "I do get kind of wrapped up in the persona. It helps with business at the spa. Adds to the allure. So, who is he? Your new Prince Charming? And when do I meet him?"
"Darien Scott."
"No!"
"Yes!"

Buy Links
http://www.extasybooks.com/dariens-desire/
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B072W4SL7F/

Daryl Devoré (@daryldevore) lives in an old farmhouse in Ontario, Canada, with her husband, a large aquarium full of fish, a black cat named Licorice and some house ghosts. Daryl loves to take long walks up her quiet country road, snowshoe across the back acres, and in the summer, kayak along the St. Lawrence River. She's touched a moon rock, a mammoth and a meteorite. She's been deep in the ocean in a submarine, flown high over Niagara Falls in a helicopter and used the ladies room in a royal palace. Life's an adventure and Daryl's having fun living it.


Where to find Daryl Devoré
Blog - https://daryldevore.blogspot.ca
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