Losing It by Audra North ♥ GIVEAWAY ♥ (Contemporary Romance)

With a childhood full of broken promises and uncertainty, forgiveness doesn’t comes easy for Emery Phillips. Now, with her family home on the brink of foreclosure, it’s up to her to track down the elusive Theodore Chambers, Jr. and convince him to sign the clause that will extend the loan. Armed with nothing but a name and a possible location, Emery heads to Canada and Stone Cliff Resort, where she meets Ryan, a man who seems as lost as the one she seeks. An accidental encounter of who’s that sleeping in my bed turns into a night of the hottest sex Emery has ever known. As they search for the answer to her family’s future, a summer of stolen kisses and steamy passion slowly turns into much more and the fragile bond of trust begin to grow.

After a year of grieving, all Ryan Miller wants is to get his late mother’s estate squared away and prepare for medical school, but even the best laid plans have a way of veering off track. First, there’s the cryptic words of his mom, I should have told you…things you need to know. Then there's the key he found amongst her things. And finally, there’s Emery, who stumbles into his room, rocks his world and, over the summer, proceeds to steal his heart. When the key unlocks the mystery of Ryan’s past, will it mean a happy future for him and Emery? Or will they end up losing it all?

I wish I could say that I’d always known that I’d become a writer, but…I didn’t. In fact, when I was little, my dream was to become an architect lawyer princess who got elected to the presidency of the United States.

Totes plausible.

But somehow, I went from the world of software to wedding dress design to full time stay-at-home motherhood, all the time reading romance novels. When my third child was born, I found myself looking for something to do during late-night feedings and naptimes, and decided to try my hand at writing a romance.

In late 2011, I wrote my first romance, a Regency that was soundly rejected by about thirty billion agents (This is just an estimate, but I think it’s pretty accurate.) But something had caught, and I ended up writing more. And more. And then some more. In April 2013, I wrote a novella in response to a call for submissions put out by Entangled Publishing. ONE NIGHT IN SANTIAGO was accepted for publication and published on December 30, 2013. That was the beginning of the next phase of my life.

And I have to say…I love being a writer. Just goes to show that life is a work in progress! Now, I’ve met some wonderful romance readers and other authors, all of whom have given me so much support that I don’t think I’ll ever be able to express just how grateful I am for that.

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Bleeding Heart by Melissa Graves ♥ Book Tour & GIVEAWAY ♥ (M/M Erotic Paranormal Romance)

While the public struggles to live side-by-side with vampires, medical student Brian Preston has dedicated himself to their care and study by working in a government-run clinic that monitors and feeds the resident vampire population. He has learned to expect the unexpected in his job, but his life takes a surprise turn late one night when a young, struggling vampire named Kyle stumbles into his clinic and his heart.

 As they draw closer, can Brian come to grips with loving the elusive vampire, and can Kyle find the strength to share the secret that can separate them forever?

Bleeding Heart is the story of love, blood, political intrigue and the secrets that can spell the difference between life and death. 

Vampires drinking blood from humans in an erotic fashion is nothing new in this genre, but the particular kind of blood drinking that you find in Bleeding Heart is unique in that it is not only something that Brian does for Kyle, but also for his own pleasure. Brian has never shared his blood in this way before with anyone, but he finds that, as they engage in the act, it binds them together, creating not only intimacy but an ever-mounting desire in Brian to do it more often.

This is something that I've been writing for years. Back in 1999, the Arts & Entertainment section of Yahoo!Chat was a popular destination for people who enjoyed role-playing live in chat rooms—not only were there chat rooms created for this purpose by Yahoo! itself, but you had the ability to create "custom" rooms as well and so, at any given time, you could create a chat room as well as your own chat name to role-play a character from any fictional genre that you enjoyed, with others who shared the same passion. Collectively, this "world" was dubbed “Ayenee” (the verbal pronunciation of "A&E"), and I was 13 years old when I entered it.

Internet role-playing (especially in the fantasy genre) was hugely popular at the time, and it was to become a major hobby of mine for the next eight years of my life. By the time I was 16 I had been role-playing a character (a shapeshifter—a magical creature who looks human but can change their form) for years—she had friends, family, and a whole life story in this world, in addition to on-going plots and drama with the other characters being played live alongside her. My future husband, then also 16, role-played a vampire. We met in the chat rooms, and even though our characters butt heads from the start (we were actually both pursuing the same woman at the time!), we were also instantly drawn to one another.

One of my character's traits was that she loved to be fed off of by vampires—while they took her blood, they also drained her excess "shapeshifter magic", and for her the process became not only a pleasure but a necessity. I had never met anyone willing or able to role-play this very specific kind of vampire erotica with me, where feeding was not only an act of blood play and sex/romance, but also a need that could be shared between a vampire and a non-vampire—a give and take that was necessary for both parties.

Sharing that kind of thing creates a bond of trust that you don't often find in traditional vampire erotica, where vampires often just “take”, to the detriment of the non-vampire partner.

Brian and Kyle truly do “need” each other, in more ways than one!

"I know," Kyle says apologetically. "I can't help it." He swallows. "I mean, it only happens when I—when—I get excited. Sorry. Just, missed you."

"You—you can." Heat pounds in Brian's cheeks.

Kyle goes still, panting against his skin. "W-what?"

"You can, if you want," Brian repeats. His body is aching all of the sudden, for something new, for something more, for something that they haven't done yet. He can feel it, simply at the idea—it has been since they started kissing, of course, but now it's fully awake and invested in the proceedings—against the front of his jeans. "You can."

"Have you ever—"

"No," Brian answers. It's impossible to think clearly with Kyle holding him against the door, with Kyle's head bent over his neck like that. He's so hard that his jeans are starting to hurt; the angle at which he's risen against them is uncomfortable, but he can't move. "Please." The anticipation is like ants beneath his skin, crawling and crawling and crawling. "Please."

Kyle kisses the half-numbed skin just inches off of Brian's neck. His fangs are fully distended now and Brian can feel them, smooth and hard as they brush his skin.

The need to feel the pain that he knows he'll feel, to feel opened, to feel his blood run past Kyle's eager lips is sudden and new. Kyle can and will drink from his body; Brian can let him do that, this is a thing that they can do together, and it is as exciting as it is frightening.

"You can," he repeats. He feels dizzy. "I want you to. Want to take care of you, please. Do it." His hands are shaking so hard that he can't even maintain a grip on Kyle's waist, but it doesn't matter; Kyle is supporting him.

"God," Kyle breathes, shaking, his lips damp as they pass over Brian's shoulder again and again. "Ever since you—that night with the wine glass, I—god, I've dreamed of your blood so many times."

"Please," Brian hisses, arousal pounding through his body. "Do it. Do it."

A veteran writer of fan fiction known as MissBeizy to her online readers, Melissa Graves’ stories have thousands of followers. At age 13, she wrote her first work of fan-based fiction, and by age 16, had met her future husband in an online vampire fiction chat room. A fan of science fiction/fantasy, she has a degree in anthropology and a passion for good chocolate, amateur erotica and fan worlds that celebrate diversity. She is mother to two cats.

Follow Melissa Graves and learn more about her work at http://msmelissagraves.com/

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Just Stay by Michelle Abbott ♥ Book Tour & GIVEAWAY ♥ (New Adult Contemporary Romance)

The last place Pia wants to be is on a family vacation in a sleepy Cornish village. She's anticipating two weeks of mind-numbing boredom. Then she meets Trey, a local boy. He's absolutely gorgeous. The trouble is — he knows it. He's arrogant and egotistical, and Pia intends to avoid him at all costs.

But Trey is not the kind of guy who gives up easily. When he sets his sights on Pia, her resistance is futile.

It's just a holiday romance, some light-hearted fun, right? But one of them is about to discover that still waters do, indeed, run deep. When what lurks beneath the surface finally erupts, the consequences may prove to be catastrophic.

For age 17+ due to sexual content and strong language.

He stops outside a single storey, whitewashed cottage, and pulls a set of keys out of his jeans pocket. I notice there’s an old blue car parked in the driveway, I guess we’re driving to another town to eat. He’s probably stopping off to pick up his car keys. That’s good, I’d rather go somewhere more lively. He’s standing in the doorway, smiling at me. He gestures for me to go in. “I’ll wait out here for you,” I tell him.
“Why would you want to stand out there all night?”
“I’m only waiting here while you get your car keys,” I say, frowning at him.
He leans against the door frame and folds his arms across his chest. “Pia, I asked you to have dinner with me, I didn’t say I was taking you OUT to dinner.”
I gape at him, my mouth open. What an asshole. I got dressed up for nothing. I starved myself all day for this, which is my own stupid fault, I should have known better. I take a deep breath. “I see. So what delights do I have to look forward to? A frozen microwave meal? Or maybe you’re going to treat me to a take-out.”
He grins, and my hand itches to slap it off his face.
“Do you think I’d give you a frozen ready meal? You might be surprised,” he says.
I snort. “I’m already surprised. I’m surprised I agreed to this date. I’m surprised that I’m even surprised, that you aren’t bothering to take me out.”
He busts up laughing, a deep, throaty laugh, that makes his shoulders shake. His laugh is infectious and his whole face lights up, it’s attractive and it annoys the heck out of me that I think so. He finally stops laughing and gazes at me, his eyes sparkling. “You’re adorable.” He grabs my hand and pulls me inside. My heel catches on the door frame; I lurch forward, and slam into his chest.
I can feel his heartbeat beneath my palms, he smells of spices. I shiver as he strokes his fingertips down my bare arms. This is so embarrassing, I’m sure my face is the colour of a tomato. Why did I wear these stupid heels? “I’m sorry, I tripped,” I mutter, as I finally pluck up the courage to look up at him.
He cocks his head to the side and smirks. “As much as I enjoy you throwing yourself at me, Precious, you might want to wait until after dinner.” Arrgh. I shove him away and step backwards, giving him my most furious glare. As he brushes past me to close the door, he glances down at my feet. “How do you even walk in those things?” His gaze slowly travels up my body, and my skin heats up, as if his eyes were lasers. His hand reaches for me; I hold my breath and stiffen, unsure of where his touch will land. He ruffles my hair. “You’re still tiny, even when you’re wearing stepladders, aren’t you, Pee Aitch.”
I frown at him. “Pee aitch?”
He nods his head. “Yeah, Pia Hamilton, that’s your name, right?”
My mouth forms a thin line. “What’s your surname?”
His eyes sparkle. “Baker.”
I fold my arms across my chest. “Trey Baker.”
He smiles. “Yeah, that’s right.”
I raise an eyebrow. “Tee Bee, as in, tuberculosis, a nasty disease that you want to get rid of.”
He nibbles at his lip and then busts up laughing. “It’s no use trying to charm me with sweet talk, Precious.” He kicks off his flip flops, leaving them on the hallway floor, then he glances down at my feet again. “Take those things off, before you break your neck.”

  

Michelle Abbott lives in the UK and hates describing herself in 3rd person. She’s a self-published author of new adult romance, and likes to write about heroes who begin as the underdog and are protective of their girl. She’s an avid reader of romance, is addicted to coffee and loves wine and chocolate, so yeah, not the most healthy eating and drinking habits :-) She spends way too much time online when she should be writing. She collects teddy bears and occasionally knits a couple of rows on a sweater she started years ago, which she may eventually finish in time to wear for her funeral :-)

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