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Man Up Playboy

Have you seen the cover of my new Book Man Up Playboy, scheduled to release on September 25th? Looking at the whole cover, I can tell you without a doubt this is my favorite cover. And I think CT Cover Creations really captured the essence of Cooper Sutton. What do you think? I’d love to know!

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With just over a week before release, let me tell you a little about Cooper Sutton.

 

No one knows the man behind the face.

 

Cooper Sutton loves nothing more than living up to his reputation as a playboy. That is until he meets Selene Davis in a coffee shop. Unlike the girls he’s known before, she doesn’t fall for his good looks and witty charm. She makes him work for every bit of her time and attention.

 

Haunted by memories of his childhood sweetheart, Cooper doesn’t believe in love, marriage or monogamy. And much to his delight, neither does Selene. She appears to be his perfect match. Until she changes the rules of the game. And he finds himself knee deep in a committed relationship.

 

When the stakes are raised, Cooper’s faced with a decision. Can he put the past behind him and move forward with Selene, or will he push love and happiness beyond his reach forever?

 

Due to language and sexual content, this book is intended for mature audiences.

 

To celebrate Man Up Playboy, I’ll be having a Facebook release party on Friday Sept 25 from 7-11pm EST. I hope to see you there!

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Best of all, you can preorder Man Up Playboy right now, so that as soon as it is live, it will be delivered to your device-

 

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Prom night from Jordan’s POV

For AlwaysAnd Forever

Just a few more days before And Forever is released. I thought another good refresher scene would be the prom, but this is another bonus. This is the prom scene from Jordan’s POV.

 

The spiral started in the limo. I couldn’t wait to get the tie off. Once I tossed it aside I glanced at Stephanie. God she took my breath away. I forgot myself for the moment, lost thinking about how much I wanted to touch her creamy skin. At least when we were dancing I had an excuse to put my hands all over her. Now it was an urge I wasn’t sure I could control.

 

I let out a long breath and opened the top buttons of my shirt, watching her watch me. The look in her eyes, the hunger; it was hot. I stretched out and reached my arm behind her, allowing my fingers to brush against her shoulder. I heard her inhale and moved. If I kept my arm there I’d let my hand start to roam.

 

I took her hand in mine, and interlaced our fingers. I hoped this would stop me from tearing her dress off and touching her in places I only imagined. I looked at our joined fingers and couldn’t hide the silly smile growing inside me.

 

“Are you having a good time?” I asked.

 

She nodded.

 

“It’s about time,” Maria interjected.

 

She pulled me back to the present. We weren’t alone in the limo, and even if we were, this was Stephanie. I cleared my throat, and let go of her as I moved away. The more space between us, the better chance I had of keeping this platonic. Just one friend helping another. I couldn’t let anything happen between us. She was too young and it was out of the question.

 

“I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable,” Maria explained. “You looked so happy and perfect together. It’s just . . . it’s about time.”

I wanted to thank her for the reality check, but didn’t think Stephanie would appreciate it. I peeked at her from the corner of my eye. Stephanie was spitting mad. I half expected her to shoot steel spikes out of her mouth aimed at Maria’s throat. Rob broke the awkward tension in the air with small talk. I followed his lead.

 

“Everyone’s meeting in front of the concession.” He said getting out of the limo.

 

A large crowd formed on the sand in front of the red, brick building. Music blared from a boom box connected to a pair of large speakers. Blankets were scattered about with coupled bodies cozy inside. Frisbees and beach balls flew through the air. A volleyball game ensued nearby.

 

I tossed my jacket aside, unbuttoned my shirt, and pulled it out of my pants. Steph’s eyes soaked me in. Every visible inch of me. I was tempted to strip down further if she promised to keep staring at me like that. I didn’t mean to be selfish. I just wanted to enjoy her wanting me, as much as I wanted her.

 

We took our shoes off and joined a group playing Frisbee. When I saw her dash for it, I decided to go after it too. We fell to the ground and I rolled on top of her. Looking at her beneath me in the moonlight, I almost lost it. Pinning her down, holding my hands just above her shoulders, our eyes locked and the crowd disappeared. All I wanted to do was kiss her. As I felt my control withering, I jumped to my feet and extended a hand to help her up. Air between our bodies did wonders for my teetering control.

 

“A bunch of us are going skinny-dipping,” Maria ran over to inform us, “want to come?”

 

“I’ll pass.” Stephanie answered.

 

“You sure?” I could see pink coloring fill her cheeks. I put my hands around her waist, wondering if she’d notice if they dropped down to her hips, or lower. “It could be fun.”

 

She froze. I recognized the panicked look on her face before she answered. “You can go if you want. I’ll wait here.”

“Nah,” I laughed, “I just wanted to see if I could get you out of your clothes.”

 
*
 

The walk had been my idea. There were too many people. And if we stayed, I’d focus on getting her out of that dress and into the water with me. I rolled my pant cuffs up so we could walk on the hard, wet packed sand. The cool sea foam rolled over our feet every now and then. Again I took her hand in mine. We walked, talking, holding hands in the silvery moonlight.

 

“Let’s sit.” I motioned toward a lifeguard stand.

 

We climbed up and took a seat. An awkward silence hung between us, and with nothing to say I imagined all the things we could do with the privacy the lifeguard stand had to offer. Suddenly I thought we would’ve been safer staying with the crowd.

 

“Stephanie.” She looked at me with so much hope in her eyes my chest ached. “You’ve really grown up.”

 

“Thank you.”

 

“I can’t believe I’m here with you.” I gave her a sly sideward glance hoping she’d pick up on what I couldn’t say.

“You mean the beach?”

 

She was always so naïve, so innocent. I chuckled and moved my hand to the nape of her neck. I ran my fingers through a few loose strands of hair hoping this would quench my need to touch her. She gasped. I felt it, throughout my body, but mostly there, where I shouldn’t have.

“You look . . .” I let my eyes crawl from her sweet face, down to the exposed area of her breasts, all the way down. “Incredible.”

She smiled, and I realized I’d do just about anything to keep the smile on her face.

 

“You’re amazing.”

 

“What do you mean?”

 

I had to think of something quick to cover what I really wanted to say. “I’m sure tonight wasn’t easy for you. I know it’s not the night you planned.”

 

“No.” She took a deep breath. “It’s so much better.”

 

I looked at the water. Afraid of where she wanted to take this.

 

“Charlie’s an idiot you know? Anyone who would let you slip through his fingers is.”

 

Her teeth chattered. I pulled her close hoping to warm her up. With her face nuzzling into my bare chest, I hoped she wouldn’t catch on to how much heat she was causing me. After a moment she placed her hand on me, right beside her cheek. I pressed down on it. I wanted her to know she was in my heart.

 

“Present company included?”

 

Again I looked away. How could I answer? I didn’t expect Stephanie to ever push the issue. I thought she was too shy to ever say anything like that to me. She touched my face and forced me to look at her.

 

“I know you have feelings for me.”

 

Uh oh. My stomach dropped. “I never said I didn’t.”

 

“You pretend you don’t.”

 

Didn’t she realize I only asked to take her to the prom because of my feelings for her? I squeezed her hand gently, “Stephanie, you’re young and idealistic.”

 

“Idealistic?” She looked insulted. “If anyone knows a big, heavy foot is about to come crashing down at any minute, it’s me. And age has nothing to do with it. You’ve hidden behind that since the day we met.”

 

Where did this bravado come from? “Age has everything to do with it.”

 

“I see your point when we were younger, but not now. Not anymore.

 

I cleared my throat. I had to end this conversation. Now. “Do you understand everything you’re going to experience I’ve already been through. You’re starting your first year of college, I’m starting my last.”

 

“Great. Help me prepare.”

 

Was she for real? How? “It’s not an academic issue. It’s social. You need to experience things without anyone holding you back.”

 

“Let that be my decision.”

 

She’d want to go to parties, get involved in campus life, and what if she wanted to date other guys? I wouldn’t hold her back. For four years I kept us in the friend zone, this is where we needed to stay.

 

“I can’t. I don’t want to hurt you.”

 

“Then don’t.” Tears filled her eyes.

 

I looked away. I just wanted to wrap her up in my arms and kiss her until I made it better. “It’s not that simple, Steph. Things aren’t black and white.”
 

“If you don’t want to be with me, Jordan, say so. But don’t you dare tell me you’re doing it for my own good.”

 

“You think that’s the problem?” Why couldn’t she see how hard this was for me? “That I don’t want to be with you?”

 

She nodded.

 

I brushed my hand over her back, hoping if she knew how much more I wanted, it might scare her a bit. “If you only knew how hard it’s been to keep away from you.”

 

“Then don’t.”

 

She’d be the death of me. If you could die from desire she’d kill me a hundred times over. I looked at the waves biding time. Thinking.

 

“Jordan, this isn’t a silly school girl crush.”

 

“And they called it puppy love…,”

 

“Not puppy love. What I feel for you, it grows year after year.”

 

“I know you like me.” I smiled hoping to soften the blow. “You’ve always liked me. I know that. I like you too. I do. But…”

 

“No. I don’t like you.”

 

“You don’t?” I brought my hand up to my chest, “That hurts.”
She shook her head looking exasperated. Good. I hoped it’d be enough to stop her. As long as she didn’t say those words we were okay. Any words but the three trite words that made prom night a cliché. If they slipped out, everything would change. It would have to.

 

“It’s more than that. I’d die for you.”

 

“What?” My heart hammered, shooting the blood through my veins with such force I didn’t realize at first all the places the blood was flowing. Did I hear right? She didn’t really say that. So much for the cliché. I would’ve taken that over this.

 

“If a bullet was coming your way and I could save your life by giving up mine I would. That goes far beyond like.”

 

I wanted her. Right there in that moment. It would’ve been so easy to take her. Just reach under her dress and rip her underwear off. But I knew nothing worthwhile ever came easy. We couldn’t be together. After tonight it was back to the real world. Back to Madison.

 

“Why are you doing this?” I closed my hand around her shoulder, her soft, silky shoulder. I wondered if every part of her was that soft. “What do you want to happen?”

 

“I want to know how you feel. I think I deserve that much.”

 

“Don’t you get it Stephanie? When I’m with you, it takes every ounce of self-control I have . . . and then when I’m not with you . . .” I looked away and then back at her, “You always leave me wanting more.”

 

“Then have more. The only thing standing between us is you.”

 

I smiled. She made it seem so easy. Like it really could happen. “This is what I mean about being idealistic, you believe everything will work out and we’ll live happily ever after.”

 

“Give me one good reason why we can’t.”

 

“Because things will get complicated. We’ll forget how to talk and trust each other.” My heart was thumping hard in my chest. What was I doing? This sweet, beautiful girl was offering herself up and I was saying no. Someone shoot me! “We work great as friends and I don’t want to lose you. If that means we need to sacrifice so we don’t mess this up than I’m okay with it.”

 

“What if I’m not okay with it? Then things will get complicated anyway.”

 

I never thought of that. I just expected we could go on as normal. But now everything was going to change whether I wanted it to or not.

 

“Haven’t you ever thought about us as more than just friends?”

 

“All the time.” I stared into her eyes and pulled her close, moving towards her lips. I could do it, taste the sweetness of her mouth. I imagined it for years, and now I was centimeters away. I just had to give in. I wanted to do it. I closed my eyes poised to kiss her and drew back at the last moment, kissing her forehead instead. “Let’s head back.”

 

“Kiss me!”

 

“I can’t.” It wouldn’t be fair. I had a girlfriend. “Madison.”

 

I don’t know what was harder, not kissing her or knowing I caused the pain in her eyes.

 

“I thought you were seeing other people.”

 

“It’s all or nothing Steph.” She wouldn’t be the other woman in my life. She deserved so much more than that. And I sure as hell wasn’t about to start a relationship with her before I ended things with Madison. “It’s the least you deserve.”

 

She nodded and bit her lip.

 

“So, which is it going to be? All or nothing?”

 

“I need a little time. Is that too much to ask?” I didn’t want to answer. I didn’t want to risk making a life altering decision in a heartbeat.

 

“Don’t you think four years is long enough?”

 

“A few days. That’s all I need.”

 

She pulled back and looked away, but not before I saw the disappointment in her eyes. “What’s the point?”

 

I swallowed hard, “I need to do this the right way. I have to end things.”
 

“Do you mean it?” Her eyes lit with hope and happiness.

 

“You’re not giving me much choice.”

 

I stuck my chest out, proud that I was the reason for that light. I knew there was nothing I wouldn’t do for her, and I would do nothing to dim the glow in her eyes. It was rare to see, and that’s all I ever wanted for her. No one else made her happy like that. If I could bring it out, if I could make her days better, I’d lay my heart and soul at her feet. I’d give in and love her the way I wanted to, back when I leapt off the bus. Back when I found her at the cemetery. All along I wanted her. I knew her heart was mine. Now it was time to give her my heart in return.

 

 

Countdown for the And Forever release

Today I’m starting the countdown to the release of And Forever the long awaited, highly anticipated sequel to For Always.
 
And Forever

Today I’d like to give you some insight into the Eternity series by sharing some fun facts about it with you.

 

1. I really did start a fire with candle and a paper towel when I was six. My mother was napping on the couch when she heard me blowing on the flames shooting out of our garbage pail.
 

2. The original setting of For Always was Canarsie Brooklyn, the area I grew up in, but I had to change that because of the drastic changes that area has gone through.
 

3. The Halloween scene in For Always was inspired by real events.
 

4. The smoky bus scene really did happen. I watched in awe and horror as the guy I liked flew through the window.
 

5. I always wanted to learn how to play the drums.
 

6. Although I never come out and say what college Stephanie is going to, I tried to describe FDU Madison campus with the beautiful fountain behind the mansion.
 

7. As far as I know, no students went skinny-dipping in the fountain.
 

8. After reading For Always, my two best friends each thought they were the Character Maria (neither is), so I dedicated And Forever to the both of them.
 

9. While writing And Forever my husband and I went to Dave and Buster’s and it seemed like the perfect place for Jordan and Stephanie to go on their first “official date.”
 

10. For Always was a standalone. I had no intention of ever writing a sequel.
 

It is because of the tremendous fan response I received from For Always, and the never ending requests for a sequel that And Forever came to life. It’s been a labor of love, but now that it is finished I’m glad that I wrote it, and want to thank you, my fans for convincing me to do so.
 
I hope you enjoy this next part of Stephanie and Jordan’s journey as much or more than you enjoyed the first part. Please continue reaching out to me. It may take a day or two to get back to you, but I love interacting with my readers. Happy Reading.

 

 

For Always & And Forever Cover Reveal

I’m so excited to reveal not just one, but two covers today!

The first- It’s the same love story, just with a fresh new look! Here’s the new cover of For Always-

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“There’s nothing you can’t do if you want it bad enough.”

 

I entered the world with a massive defect. I attracted death. Like a magnet. I could feel it all around me. It wrapped its icy fingers tight around my chest, leaving me no room for escape.  That was my life before I met Jordan Brewer, the boy I became infatuated with. Obsessed with. The boy that became my everything.

 

I knew he wanted me, too. I saw it. I felt it. But he was older, and wouldn’t act on his feelings. I knew in time I’d make him mine. Just as he promised me a future together, his life was torn apart. He turned away from me and shut me out of his life. Could I convince him to let go of his past and hold on to me? Or would he continue to punish us both for something he couldn’t control?

 

My readers and fans have been so wonderful contacting me via email, or on Facebook and Twitter asking for more of Stephanie and Jordan’s story. It took a while, but you convinced me, so I’m happy to reveal the cover to the long awaited, highly anticipated sequel to For Always, And Forever.

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“Sometimes being with the one you love hurts more than being without them.”
 
“There’s nothing you can’t do if you want it bad enough.” This is the mantra Jordan Brewer drilled into my head since the day I met him. He convinced me nothing is out of my reach, not even him.
 
I love Jordan, and Jordan loves me, but something always gets in the way. I had to fight tooth and nail to convince him we belong together. Now he’s mine, but I’m not sure our love is strong enough to survive.
 
I’m away at school and Jordan’s playing drums for a local band. We hardly see each other, and when we do, he’s haunted by demons from his past. I’m struggling to fit in and he’s struggling with his ever-growing mountain of guilt. Will we be able to hold on to each other through the tough times, or will it all come tumbling down around us?

 

These beautiful covers were designed by CT Cover Creations.  I hope you love them as much as I do. Well?  What do you think?

 

 

Regret Me Not Release Countdown Begins!

I’m so excited to start this voyage with you. Today is the first day of the Regret Me Not Release Countdown. So every day from now until June 17th, I will have a new post for you to enjoy. Today in addition to an excerpt from the first Chapter of Regret Me Not, if you scroll down to the bottom you can follow the link to the first chapter Maria Monteiro’s new NA novel, Wreck Me.

Regret Me Not Synopsis-

regretmenot2 coverFor Mackenzie Green life is full of regrets; regrets from choices she made in the past, regrets for the things she’ll never see in her future. She regrets letting her grades slip while her sister was in rehab, ensuring she’ll never break away from the rumor-run, small town she lives in. She regrets breaking up with her future All American football playing boyfriend, Brayden Turner out of fear of getting hurt. Most of all she regrets every decision she made leading up to the night that changed her life forever.
 
It’s only after Brayden cuts her off completely that Mackenzie realizes how much she wants him in her life. She’s learns that losing what you love breaks you, but sometimes it’s the only way to tap into your inner strength.
 
Can Mackenzie find the courage to learn from her mistakes and move forward or will she spend her days consumed with regrets? Is it too late to convince Brayden she wants him in her life and that she’s in it for the long haul? Most of all, can she accept that sometimes bad things happen no matter how hard you try to protect yourself from them? Can she put it all behind her or will she live an unfulfilled life full of regrets?
 
 Chapter 1

The Homecoming Dance

Brayden looks at me with the same intense longing I’ve seen in his eyes all night. Every touch lasts a moment too long, making me want to taste the sweet warmth of his delicious lips. Every look smolders, bringing color to my cheeks, as he pairs a look with a stroke of my exposed skin. His hand moves from the top of my back, slowly, straight down to the bottom, pressing me against him, making my body tingle, my insides quiver. He knows what he’s doing, that he’s creating a fierce desire inside me; that’s what he’s counting on.

 

He inches in a bit closer as we move in perfect precision to the music, slow music that seems to want to keep us on the dance floor, locked in each other’s arms. Holding me close, he brushes up against me. In an attempt to escape the look in his soft brown eyes I lean into his chest, and rest my head there, bringing me right up against the warmth of his body. The familiar smell of his cologne comforts me, but only for a moment before it feeds the growing fire burning deep inside.
 
I want him.
 
Each beat of my heart, every breath, brings me closer to succumbing to this unyielding desire. Every sweet caress only serves to convince me we belong together. No matter how I try to convince myself its wrong, that we’ll only end up hurting each other in the long run, I keep getting lost in the pleasure the present promises. A soft moan passes his lips, and I hold him tighter, my fingers dig into the hard muscles beneath his clothes. I know I don’t have the strength to fight the cataclysmic pull that keeps me drawn to him, that keeps me unable to move out of his arms.
 
I look around the large, dimly lit room, but only for a few seconds. I don’t care about anything else in here, not the decorations hung on the walls, or the bubble machine chugging away somewhere on the side. I don’t care to see what the other girls are wearing, or even if they’re pretty. Not tonight. The only thing I want, the only thing my brain could wrap itself around is Brayden; Brayden’s brown eyes and award winning smile. The feel of his arms holding me against him. The fresh clean smell that hangs on him no matter the time of day or night.
 
All I know is Brayden.
 
“I miss you,” he whispers, his breath tickling my ear. “I’m so glad you’re here.”
 
I give myself the benefit of the doubt, thinking I could chance a look in his eyes and not be captivated by their intensity.
 
I’m wrong. There’s heat in his eyes. They’re smoldering.
 
Unconsciously I lick my lip before answering. “I miss you, too.”
 
He takes a chance. I knew he would eventually. He leans in, and presses his lips against mine. They’re soft and warm, as always. I don’t pull away, I want more. My mouth opens, inviting him in as my hips press against his. I want this kiss. I’ve wanted it since Brayden picked me up. I didn’t initiate it because I wasn’t sure one kiss would satiate me. I’m not sure one night will either.
 
His eyes trail from my head, down, all the way down. I don’t miss how they hesitate at the neckline of my dress. I know he wants to bring his hands there; they always seemed to gravitate to that area. But Brayden, being the perfect gentleman, resists the urge. It’s a battle apparent in his eyes. He waits and feels me out. He can read my reactions. He knows my body inside and out, almost as well as he knows my heart.
 
“Do you feel that?” He brings his mouth beside my ear and speaks in a soft, velvety tone. “Your pulse racing, the swirling of your stomach? Do you feel the heat between us? It’s a wild fire burning out of control. It’s getting bigger and hotter by the minute.” He kisses me again. This time there’s hunger and need in his kiss. One hand gets lost in my hair, the fingers on the other hand press into my flesh. He wants more. He wants all of me, and I want to give it, give in. I swallow hard, still delusional that I have an ounce of control over what I’m doing or where things are leading.
 
“Kenzie, I love you. And I want you back.”
 
That’s the final straw. It’s the reason I came. I want to make sure it’s still there. Not just the attraction, that never left, but the love, the desire, the all-out need for each other. I felt it all night. I see it every time he looks at me. But hearing his declaration, I’m lost, prisoner to his every whim.
 
 So what do you think? Do you want to read more? Mark Regret Me Not on your TBR list on Goodreads .

 
Here’s the first chapter of Wreck Me.

 
Maria and I would love for you to come join us for our pajama Facebook release party on June 17th. We’ll have prizes, guest authors, and a lot of fun! I hope to see you there! Facebook Release Party.

 

Supernova Cover Reveal

I am so pleased to to be part of the cover reveal for one of my favorite people and recent cover designer- Dani Morales

With 2 full length novels and 1 novella out in the New Adult Genre, Dani Morales decided it was time to branch out into the Young Adult crowds with Supernova, a Scifi Romance novel. Release date is set for JUNE 9, 2013 so be ready for it!

When
the one place you call home is destroyed and the very life you know is no
longer an option, what do you do? For seventeen year old Nova Michaels, life in
Calyx is over. Following the plans of her father, Nova and her mother, Luna, leave
their home in hopes to blend in with the humans on Earth – Newport Beach, California.
Out of the five Celestials, Calyxians are the only beings who resemble humans,
and they’re the only ones who eat, talk, and dress like them.

Aaron
McCarthy is a typical high school boy enjoying his summer break, until
something drops from the sky. And when a girl with fire red hair walks to shore,
he knows his summer just got interesting.
The
captivation and pull is something neither can explain. They get lost in each
other every time they lock eyes and when they touch, a spark ignites with a
blinding light encompassing their skin. Nothing is as it seems; Nova isn’t what
she seems. Before you can have a future, sometimes you have to deal with the
past.
With
all of Nova’s secrets out on the table, can Aaron look past it?




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Author Bio

Dani Morales is a native Texan currently residing in Las Vegas, Nevada with her three boys and her mother. She adopted the boys in December of 2011 and loves spending every minute playing with them. On her spare time you can find a book in her hand or sitting in front of the computer typing out stories that run rampant in her mind. Her debut novel Entrelacen released in April 2013, followed by Deviation, her second novel and first in the Deviate Series, in August 2013. 
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