Damn those pesky reporters.....

It's always a pleasure to welcome the lovely Aimée Duffy back here, always bringing humour, class and girliness along with her (Yes, you can pay me for that later, Aimée!)...and this time a new release, Sinfully Summer. Today I thought I'd spend some time with both Aimée and Sinfully Summer's heroine, Alexa Green and fire a few questions at the girls.....Wait a minute, Aimée, is this dude with you? **points towards the approaching man with notepad in hand** 

"Miss Green! Alexa! GOSSIP Mag want to hear your side, I need just two minutes with you." 

"Urge, not another reporter!" 

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After seeing the renowned heiress, Alexa Green, sneaking out of hotel mogul, Enrique Castillo’s penthouse last night, I managed to hunt her down today for an interview.

Reporter: Alexa, you were spotted last night leaving Enrique Castillo’s penthouse in little more than your bra and knickers. Are you having an affair with the Spanish Billionaire?

Alexa: *Lowers her glasses and scowls* What’s it to you if I was? You can hardly cause a scandal with that. My father would be thrilled.

Shit, I need another angle.

Reporter: So the wild party girl has been tamed by the reclusive playboy, has she?

Alexa: Drop dead.

Reporter: Come on, love, gimme something.

Alexa: The only thing I want to give you is a flick of my Jimmy Choo to your privates.

The woman is impossible.

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Sorry about that folks! Looks like we'll have to reschedule the girls interviews. But I can leave you with a cheeky little excerpt to kick off your sinful summer. 

Blurb

SUN, SEA AND SCANDAL

Notorious heiress Alexa Green has certainly been enjoying her most recent girls-holiday in Marbella. Just as we thought, she’s been knocking back the cocktails and showing off her fabulous bikini body on the beach… but rumour has it she’s also been spotted sneaking out of Enrique Castillo’s penthouse in the early hours of this morning – in nothing but her underwear! Our question is, doesn’t this fiercely private billionaire know what he’s letting himself in for?

He’s got the millions… and she knows how to spend them! So lie back on your sun lounger and get comfortable, because this summer fling is going to be a sizzler!

Excerpt

Adrenaline roared through her veins. This was her only chance. Pushing away from the wall, she rounded the lift, desperately seeking an escape. She barely noticed the plush furnishings, soft-looking leather sofas and floor to ceiling window which showcased the most spectacular view she’d ever seen. Instead she focused on the walls surrounding the elevator.

‘Are you lost?’

The heavily accented voice froze her to the spot. She darted a glance toward the sound. Dark brows furrowed over the richest coloured eyes she’d seen. His gaze swept over the length of her body, then up, lingering on her rear for a beat too long. Her skin tingled under his scrutiny.

Turning her whole body to face him, she slapped a hand on her hip. ‘Had a good enough look?’

His lips quirked in a sexy, lopsided grin. The jitters were back and Alexa swore the temperature in the room shot up ten degrees. Her gaze dropped to his broad shoulders, covered in a thin white t-shirt, then down to a well filled chest. She could see a dark pattern beneath the t-shirt. She longed to find out what kind of tattoo he had. Usually, tats didn’t do it for her. But on that body…

‘I could ask you the same thing.’

She snapped her attention back to his face. He stepped toward her, his jaw set, his eyes dancing with humour and something darker…something that made her blood heat and her mouth water.

Alexa raised her arm, palm out. ‘Hold it there, Mr. Any closer and I’ll scream.’

He paused by the sofa. Propping his hip against the cream leather, he folded his arms across his chest, causing the muscles to bulge. The moisture drained from her mouth and flooded in her belly.

‘No one’s here to hear you.’ He cocked a brow. ‘You seem to be forgetting where you are and,’ his gaze dipped down to her breasts causing the nipples to peak against the lacy fabric ‘how underdressed.’

Alexa thought this moment would have topped the blush scale. She planted her other hand on her hip and glared at him, unwilling to show any weakness. ‘I’m just leaving.’

She turned and strode back to the lift, keeping her back straight and trying not to wiggle her hips too much. The predatory sheen in his eyes made her body more jittery than the idea of sprinting around the lower floor in her underwear. She reached out to hit the button, but a large hand circled her wrist before she made it.

Alexa squeaked and darted back a step. He was so close, and his chest was right in her face. She could see the dark outline of the tattoo beneath the thin cotton. The outline of a burning sun, she thought, or something that looked like a sun. Her hands itched to lift the material and see for herself.

‘I’m up here.’

She snapped her gaze back up to his smirking face and took another step back. His lips kicked up at the corners and his eyes darkened. She swallowed against the urge to step closer, to feel his hard body pressed against hers. But she realised she was in little more than her bra and knickers in a stranger’s home. Unease skittered down her spine.

Alexa squared her shoulders, trying to quash the fear turning her heated blood into cold sludge. ‘I’m leaving now.’

‘After you explain what you’re doing in my home in your undergarments.’

 ‘Undergarments?’ Alexa pressed her lips together to keep a giggle at bay. ‘Seriously?’

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BIO

All my life I’ve been dreaming up stories. My mum said when I was little I used to make all the My Little Pony figurines talk to each other, and even fall in love. Later, it was Barbie and Ken. In my teens, I played matchmaker with my friends at school.

When I wasn’t creating imaginary scenarios, I had my nose stuck in books, reading across genres and there was one thing I loved more than the escapism—the fact a story can touch me so deeply, like I was experiencing everything along with my characters. I knew from early on this was something I wanted to do for others.

Fast forward a few years, and the dream almost got lost in real life, but I still couldn’t shake it completely. Now I write sizzling romance with the hope of making my readers’ hearts race like they are falling in love for the first time.

You can find me here: Website/Blog / Twitter / Facebook / Goodreads / Pinterest / Google +

'Til next time! 
Sam :-) 
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A tease from Nazarea Andrews....

Nazarea Andrews has popped again to share another teaser with us from her latest book, This Love. There is also a giveaway, so why not join in via Goodreads or Nazarea's blog :-)

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This week’s exerpt shows a little bit of the softer side of both Atticus and Avery! :) Enjoy!

Somehow, we end up cuddling. My legs are draped over his lap, his fingers tracing little patterns on the arch of my foot, over my tattooed skin. It’s making it really hard to concentrate on who is getting eaten on the TV—although I’ve seen Jurassic Park often enough that I could probably quote it under any other circumstance. He seems unaware of what he’s doing to me.

Doubtful, but he’s doing a damn fine impression.

Halfway through the movie, I finally quit arguing with myself and say fuck it. I catch his arm where it’s resting casually on my thigh and pull. He stares at me, assessing me, and I flash him the brightest smile I can muster. “I promise to be good.”

He rolls his eyes, but stretches out behind me on the couch, my head pillowed on one of his arms, the other wrapped around my waist to hold me against him. His breath sifts through my hair, and I let out a deep breath I didn’t realize I was holding. His grip on me tightens a little.

The anxious feeling that’s been chasing me through the whole night vanishes as I settle in his embrace. The last thing I see is a little girl screaming as a T-Rex attacks her car.

Later, I feel the couch shift and shiver in the sudden absence of his grip. I look blearily at the clock, stunned to realize it’s almost three. I look at Atticus, who shrugs before scooping me off the couch. “I watched the commentaries.”

Who watches commentaries? Either he’s the biggest geek in the world or he’s pretty happy spending time with me.

Both make me irrationally happy.

He lays me down on my bed and tugs my blanket up over my feet. “Thanks for the cookies, Avery.” He leans down to kiss my forehead, and the warm feeling that’s been covering me for the past several hours begins to dissipate.

“Don’t go.” The words slip out before I can stop them, and I see his eyes widen, see the hesitation. 

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'Til next time! 

Sam :-) 

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Blurb and tagline....Would love your thoughts.....

Hi guys,

I've been playing around with ideas for my tag line and blurb for my up and coming book, Revenge in Rio (with the lovely Beachwalk Press) and would love your thoughts on it so far. The blurb is allowed to be up to 250 words, so I'm good at the moment. Does it grip you? Would you want to read it? Too wordy/not enough words? Does it flow? Make sense? I'm open to all suggestions and would love any feedback. Cheers muchly! :-)

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Calculated revenge, unexpected passion…

Business magnate, Luca Venancio is returning to Rio for two reasons; to pay his respects to his late brother, and to have his once fiancé, Daniella, in his bed. Call it revenge, if you will. Nothing more and nothing less. She left him without so much as a word five years ago; shunning him and the rich life he could offer, all in exchange for his younger, reckless brother.

Blackmailed into a violent, and farce of a marriage, Daniella had no choice but to comply to protect Luca’s life; even if it did mean never being able to see him again. But five years later, a twist of fate unexpectedly reunites them both, and throws her plans of fleeing Rio well and truly out of the window and the love of her life straight back in.

Luca’s flawless plan soon becomes complicated when he discovers Daniella is expecting his brother’s child in a matter of weeks… can he really go through with seducing her, bedding her and then discarding her? And will it result in more heartache for Daniella as a result of his vindictive games?

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'Til next time! 
Sam :-) 
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Aimee and Michelle are twisting things up!

It's always a pleasure to welcome authors to my little patch of cyber land, to participate in reveals and spotlights, to spread the word of books...and especially fantastic books at that! I'm half way through this (I'm a terribly slow reader!) and I'm loving it. You NEED to check it out! Buy links are below, along with blurbs and excerpts and cover. So with further a'do, over to Michelle and Aimee! 

Enough of my chatter, ENJOY! 

Blurb:  

When the sun goes down, guess what’s coming out to play…? 

Glass Slippers and Combat Boots 

Once upon a time in a land far, far away, the creatures are coming... 

In a land run by misogynists, where fair maidens are deemed liable to fall in a dead faint at the sight of blood, Prince Charming is worried – the creatures that have destroyed their neighboring kingdoms are coming for them. He judges it imperative to get all the females to safety, but first he needs to break the enchantment enslaving his One True Love to her hateful home. Oh, and there’s the small matter of the Ball to get through too. 

But when the creatures reach them ahead of their expected time, all plans are foregone. Can Ella break her wicked stepmother’s enchantment? Can she save her handsome Prince and the kingdom before midnight strikes? And can she show his soldiers what it really means to kick  a monster’s butt? The clock is ticking… 

Reunited With Red 

Many, many years later… 

 

When Ruby visits her grandmother in the deep, dark forest, she stumbles into a nightmare. Her grandma’s been attacked by a wolf-like creature, and an ancient disease that turned people into monsters is back… and so is the cold-hearted ex she walked out on a year ago.  

Now she has to either accept Jeremy’s help or face becoming a monster herself. Fighting alongside the man she once loved isn’t easy, especially when she discovers there’s more to Jeremy than the cheating bastard she took him for.  

As they fight to survive the disease and save those they love, can they keep from falling for each other all over again? 

Glass Slippers and Combat Boots excerpt 

“She murdered my father – I can’t prove it but I know it was Christell who put the poisonous spider in his bed. If she could, she would kill me too but my fairy godmother put her own enchantment on me that stops Christell or my stepsisters from killing me. It doesn’t stop them beating me when the mood takes them, but it is impossible for them to decapitate me or remove a limb or stop my heart from beating.” 

“Why doesn’t your fairy godmother break the enchantment?” 

“Ha!” Ella rolled her eyes and heaved herself up. “I haven’t seen her since my father’s funeral. She’s elderly and very scatty.” 

James’s easy-going smile had vanished. His brow had furrowed and he stared at her for long moments before speaking. “Christell’s taking an awful risk letting you into the forest every day.” 

“Like most of the humans in this land, she avoids the forest.” She dragged a finger along his stubbly cheek, tracing the long scar that ran along it, a permanent reminder of the war he had been fighting in for King and Country. “But you are braver than most humans.” 

Darkness clouded his eyes. “I wish you had told me before… Ella, we need to find a way to break the enchantment.” 

“Until my fairy godmother shows up, there is no way. Christell’s magic is too powerful and personal for an unconnected sorcerer to break it.” 

“It’s not safe for you here,” he bit out. “I wanted to marry you and take you as far away as I could. It’s not safe here for anyone.” 

Reunited With Red excerpt 

“Where are you going?” she asked. 

“To get the gun. Stay there,” he added when he heard the water splashing around her. 

The splashing stopped, and she didn’t speak. He pulled a small torch from his pocket, clicked the button. Nothing happened. Shaking his head, he considered waiting for the clouds to pass the moon so he could see properly. That could take minutes they didn’t have. 

Dropping to his knees, he felt blindly around the ground, but it was like looking for a natural blonde at Hugh Hefner’s. Then again, he’d be able to find Red there—or anywhere—even without the gift of sight. She may still be in the water, but he could remember her lavender scent, remember her silky smooth skin. Remember how his body fired up like it had been injected with a semi-lethal dose of hormones when she was in a ten foot radius. 

“How…d-do you kn-know it will f-f-follow us.” Her teeth rattled together as she spoke. 

Without the heat of his body, she must be freezing. He increased the speed of his search, thought about leaving the damn thing. After all he had plenty more at home, what was one shotgun when he had one in every closet? But keeping her alive for the journey back was more important than keeping her warm. 

“J-J-Jer…?” 

He considered how much to tell her, after all, he’d signed away the right to be honest with anyone, even the rest of the world when the half-dead creatures started attacking in the night. When he realized what had started it all, he had sworn he would put an end to what he helped create, even though opening his mouth meant he risked jail. Or worse, the other person’s death. 

He’d been responsible for enough deaths already. 

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Buy Links:  

Amazon UK / Amazon US 

Michelle’s Links:  

Website / Twitter / Facebook / Goodreads  

Aimee’s Links: 

Website/Blog / Twitter / Facebook / Goodreads / Pinterest / Google + 

'Til next time! 

Sam :-) 

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