Posts tagged contemporary
Posts tagged contemporary
Aaaaaaand! The third and final book in my Trifecta of Fab: Bachelor’s Bait, by Mari Carr! This is book three in Mari’s Cocktales series, and is it totally wrong that I snicker like a 14-year-old every time I read/write/think about that series title?
But I digress. Or regress. Of both. Whatever. Bachelor’s Bait is Sophia’s story, Soph being part of that lovable quartet of women who co-own Books and Brew, where much of the series shenanigans go down. Mari’s pitted our heroine against Marc, a free-aid lawyer who thinks Soph is some spoiled rich brat. Which she is. Kind of. But is anything ever that simple? Of course not. Go forth and read to find out where Sophia’s depths lie (lay? Gah! I hate that grammar rule!).
Sophia Kennedy is determined to chase her own success, rather than ride her father’s coattails. She’s devoted herself to Books and Brew, the business she owns with her three best friends. She doesn’t feel the need to explain herself to anyone, least of all the free-aid lawyer who’s determined to judge her as a society princess. She’d ignore him altogether…if it were up to her mind. But nooooo. Her body just has to have its say—and it’s using words like “gorgeous”, “hot” and “sexy”. Soon, annoyance turns to attraction, verbal sparring to physical satisfaction as the couple is drawn together by a common cause.
Marc Garrett has no time for a relationship. And he certainly doesn’t want a rich society fixture, though the damning evidence below his belt suggests otherwise. The more he comes to know his hardworking princess, the more he wants her, again and again. Marc’s falling hard, but after holding Sophie’s wealth against her, how will she react when she learns of his own rather prosperous roots?
Hoooo boy! Hot on the heals of Misplaced Princess, the wicked awesome Aussie-sauce that is the Foreign Affairs series, by Lexxie Couper and Mari Carr, continues with book two, Misplaced Cowboy! This time, a gorgeous cowboy from Oz lands in New York City and, while trying to acclimate, gives us more of everything we loved from the first book. Humor, sex, cute accents… I can barely stand more hotness, but with two more books to come, I’ll struggle through somehow. The things I do for “work”…
Foreign Affairs, Book Two
Flying halfway ’round the world to meet his potential soul mate sounds like a fine idea to Dylan Sullivan—until he discovers said soul mate, Annie, has gone looking for him. In Australia. Now Dylan’s adrift, a bloke from the Outback alone in the bloody big city. Until he’s rescued by Monet, a gorgeous local artist…and Annie’s best friend.
A dyed-in-the-wool New Yorker, Monet has never met anyone like Dylan. Taking temporary care of the sizzling-hot cowboy is easy; he’s friendly, funny and interesting. Keeping her hands off him is decidedly not easy. That horny accent, that killer grin…and as a successful artist, Monet is very much a hands-on sort of girl.
Dylan and Monet hold back until they learn Annie is engaged in her own foreign affair in Oz. Then all bets—and clothes—are off. But it can only be a fling. An Aussie cowboy doesn’t belong in New York any more than a city girl belongs in the Outback.
Now if only their hearts would listen.
Oh man. Mari Carr and Lexxie Couper. Two great tastes that go great together. Or more appropriately, two sexy authors who’re even sexier together. Two of my favorite dirty minds have joined forces to bring you Misplaced Princess, book one in their new series, Foreign Affairs! And if you need any reason to read it, here you go: Insanely hot Aussie cowboys. Seriously, if you need any more encouragement than that, you’re dead to me.
Foreign Affairs, Book One
Annie Prince has impetuously flown halfway ’round the world to visit a sexy cowboy she met online—only to find herself stranded in Sydney. Seems she and Dylan crossed wires, and he’s on his way to New York. His twin, Hunter, saves the day and whisks her back to the family cattle station. Hunter’s as easy on the eyes as Dylan, and even easier to talk to. Annie might have flown to Oz to meet one brother, but soon sparks are flying with the other.
Hunter considered Dylan a dumb arse for jetting off to America for some stranger—until he met Annie. Turns out the New Yorker is a smart, funny, hard-working jillaroo…and hotter than the Aussie desert. Hunter’s not normally one to poach his brother’s women, but he can’t keep his hands, lips, tongue and other body parts off this sexy city girl.
When raging lust leads to emotional attachment, where does that leave Annie and Hunter when her vacation comes to an end—or when Dylan finds out?
You won’t find my usual snarkiness in this post. The subject of Mirror, Mirror, by Lacey Savage, is too serious and hits too close to home for many, including myself. Our heroine, Marissa, has endured breast cancer. This is her story of struggling to deal with just a couple of the issues women can face post-treatment and surgery. It’s a Quickie, under 15K words, but there’s an amazing amount of emotion packed in that short length, including angst, frustration, anger, desperation and, ultimately, joy and love. I hope it affects you as powerfully as it affected me. Congratulations on a wonderful new release, Lacey. :)
Marissa Farrell had it all, and nearly lost everything with a single devastating diagnosis—breast cancer.
Many difficult months later, she wants to celebrate her triumph over the disease by losing herself in her husband’s arms. Massive self-doubt since her surgeries, however, makes it impossible for Marissa to share her body with Jason. She knows it’s only a matter of time before she loses him to a woman who hasn’t been stitched together like a patchwork doll.
But Jason wants—needs—his wife back. When other methods to prove his desire fail, desperation prompts Jason to book an appointment at La Maison, an exclusive adults-only club that caters to sexual fantasies. Making love in a room of mirrors, with an audience, might help Marissa see her body as Jason does—beautiful in every way.
If the bold plan doesn’t shatter what’s left of her self-confidence and destroy their marriage for good.
I had a text exchange with Mari Carr just a couple days ago, in which I claimed there’s a wicked vixen hiding beneath every librarian’s staid facade. Mari promptly stomped on my theory. “Urban legend,” she said.
Oh really? Let’s examine the evidence, shall we…
Mz. Carr’s new release, Screwdriver!
Book two in the Cocktales series, Screwdriver is menage-a-licious proof that beneath the twinsets of at least one librarian beats the heart of a dirty-minded broad whose most recent heroine is so horny, one man isn’t even enough!
I rest my case. Mari…rebuttal?
When Jordan Lance isn’t poring over spreadsheets for Books and Brew, she’s fantasizing about the store’s landlord. Too bad she’s squarely in Gabriel’s “just friends” column. Jordan’s prepared to pine forever—until she meets Casey. The handyman is hot, handsome, charming…and Gabriel’s best friend. Suddenly her wicked fantasies are porntastic times two.
Casey has suspected his friend’s interest in Jordan. If he can push them together, he might get Gabriel off the bimbo train he’s been riding. The plan? Jealousy. And it’s working. It’s not long before Gabriel’s deeper feelings for Jordan emerge. Problem is…so do Casey’s. What happens when two friends want the same woman? Red-hot ménage, baby.
Two gorgeous men exploring every inch of her body? Um, yes please! Jordan doesn’t know if threesomes are considered acceptable, but she’s sure of one thing—being this bad feels far too good.
Oh, those wacky college kids and their unchecked hormones… Readers, I give you Lust and Other Drugs, by Saranna DeWylde! If you like your contemporaries hot (two words: Jacuzzi jets), you’ll find nothing better than this EC debut. Saranna’s take on the classic friends-to-lovers story is fresh, funny and deliciously snarky. Plus, the heroine’s into chick porn, just like you! Coincidence? I don’t think so.
For months, Anne’s been indulging in a porn site that caters to women. She’s even got a favorite model, a hottie who gets her juices flowing every time. Until she finally sees his face—and discovers she’s been jilling off to videos of her lifelong best friend, Chase.
Now Anne can’t even look at him without imagining his big, hard…everything. Worse, she’s just become Chase’s new roommate. How can she possibly keep her hands off all that grade-A beefcake when it’s within arm’s reach? Does she even have to? A friends-with-benefits arrangement is looking more appealing by the second…
Starting with the world’s dirtiest dance, Anne and Chase’s physical relationship builds to the point of combustion. However, no-strings is harder than Anne ever imagined. Her lust for Chase is like a drug…but she’ll soon realize other, more complicated emotions are far more potent.
So my crazy-cute Mari Carr has a new book out, which I’m taking as firm proof the woman actually writes in her sleep. The only reason I’m even able to keep up with her is that top-secret cloning project I’ve— Wait. Scratch that. Eat this post.
Mari’s latest and greatest is White Knight, the sexy and rather intense sequel to Black Jack. This is Travis’ story, and I LOVE this guy, slightly fucked-up though he may be. I’m weird that way. If you are too, check out the blurb…
Shea Landon knows this is a bad idea. But when you’re broke, tired and homeless, you do crazy things. She decides to crash in her new place of employment, a fetish club, borrowing the big, comfy bed that’s used as a stage prop. She doesn’t realize she’s not alone…
Travis Knight knows this is a bad idea. As he views his new waitress sneaking around the club after hours, he realizes he should fire her, call the police. Instead, captivated, he watches her on the same security monitors that separate him from the world. Until watching isn’t nearly enough…
Two people—one desperate, one broken, both hopelessly alone. Two people assuaging their needs through spanking and sex games, bondage and taboo fantasy. It’s enough. It has to be—when the biggest secret between them might be a tragedy neither can overcome.
One of my non-erotic romance authors, Christie Walker Bos, has succumbed! Writing as Susan Ashworthy, she offers her erotica debut…
Time will tell if Christie has the erotica chops to handle the heat level EC readers are looking for, but…some light bondage and a little F/F action? I think it’s one helluva first try. :p
Hot PurSuits, Book One
Jason doesn’t know what possessed him to give Jennifer his great-grandmother’s locket. She dumped him the second he mentioned marriage, and refuses to return the family heirloom. Desperate, he tests his amateur thieving skills when Jennifer goes out of town—and finds himself at the business end of a gun wielded by a gorgeous stranger. Jennifer’s new roommate reluctantly helps Jason cover up his bungled burglary. New plan—seduce the roommate into helping him steal the locket.
Alison suspects Jason is just using her, but that’s fine. She has her own agenda, which involves using her roommate’s studly ex for a little fun between the sheets. Casual sex turns into dating, and the more Alison falls for Jason, the more she wants to rip that locket off her undeserving roommate’s scrawny neck!
Soon a risky plan emerges, one that could gain them the locket…but cause them to lose something far more precious.
Reader Advisory: This story contains a sensual F/F scene. Whatever it takes to get that locket, right?
Contemporary sexiness by my author Mari Carr, who at this point might just be more popular than Angry Birds. Even our IT guy reads her books. Do you know how hard it is to get those guys to read? If you’re wondering, it’s called…
Mari’s a good-time gal. When we’re at conferences together, I really have no choice but to have fun. She forces me. She also occasionally forces me to drink, but that’s a whole ‘nother post… This is her first book in her new Cocktales series. Books and Brew. Win-win!
Cocktales, Book One
Stephanie Harper is perfectly happy co-owning Books and Brew, where she slings drinks and entertains her friends with cutting wit and a cynical take on love. She’s convinced she has no time for anything deeper than sex; she has a business to run, after all. And her thrice-married mother has proven happy ever after doesn’t exist.
Jarod Nolan begs to differ. Chance has him running into Steph—and giving her a ticket—one morning, but it’s fate that finds him in her place of business that same evening. A sizzling one-night stand ensues, and although Stephanie escapes before he wakes the next morning, Jarod is already sure she’s worth the chase.
Steph’s more than willing to party naked with the hot cop, but she’s adamant they’re driven by lust, not love. Jarod is prepared to prove otherwise, even if it means giving up one of the things he and Stephanie do best…
What’s that old saying? Abstinence makes the heart grow fonder?