From
Carrie Ann: Thank you for stopping by to watch Cari Quinn and I go crazy. Well,
maybe not crazy, but a little quirky never hurt anyone. When we realized we
both had a release on the same day, it was only natural that we showed you guys
what it meant to be a Car(r)i(e). I do hope you get a chance to check out our
newest editions!
From
Cari: Thanks so much for hosting me and the fabulous Carrie Ann Ryan. I love
that girl and I’m so excited to read her Redwood Pack series! If only I could
read as fast as she writes! J
Shattered
Emotions Blurb:
Maddox Jamenson is the Omega of the
Redwood Pack, the one burdened by emotions stronger than his own. He's spent
his entire life shrouded in the secrets of his "gift" and the price he
has to pay to keep it, yet the cost just escalated. He's known a mate could be
in the cards for him, but he can't have what he wants. Not when the battles he
has yet to fight could destroy her.
Ellie Reyes was the Central's
princess, the daughter of the most hated Alpha of all time, yet not prized. No,
she's spent her life as the toy of her brother's sadistic torture and has
endured a pain that no one else should have to even contemplate. Though when
she's rescued, the one person who could help her, her mate, turns his back on
her for reasons unknown to her. As each day passes, the strength that everyone
sees in her dwindles to a point that there may be no coming back from.
When the Centrals find a new way to
attack, leaving Ellie's only protection a mate that she doesn’t think wants
her, they’ll both have to overcome their fears and fight for something stronger
than their pain. The war isn't over and
new players are coming that will decide the outcome. Maddox and Ellie's
connection will be tested even as their fragile bond is only newly forming.
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Links:
Author
Bio
Carrie Ann Ryan is a bestselling paranormal and contemporary
romance author. After spending too much time behind a lab bench, she decided to
dive into the romance world and find her werewolf mate – even if it’s just in
her books. Happy endings are always near – even if you have to get over the
challenges of falling in love first.
Carrie Ann’s Redwood Pack series is a bestselling series that
has made the shifter world even more real to her and has allowed the Dante’s
Circle and Holiday, Montana series to be born. She’s also an avid reader and
lover of romance and fiction novels. She loves meeting new authors and new
worlds. Any recommendations you have are appreciated. Carrie Ann lives in New
England with her husband and two kittens.
Excerpt
Ellie Reyes gripped
Maddox’s hand as tight as she could. Yes, it was the first time he’d voluntary
touched her since he’d picked her up out of the back of the Jeep when they’d
first met, but, honestly, that wasn’t important now.
She’d think about the
calloused hands of a hard worker—one who helped his Pack and brothers, not
necessarily in his job—and how they would feel against her skin. She’d think
about what it all meant later.
Maybe later she could
even relish his touch and imagine the scents of wolf and forest washing over
her.
Later.
Right now, all she
wanted to do was hide in a corner so the others would stop staring at her. Or,
she could raise her chin at them all and show them they couldn’t hurt her. Her
wolf whimpered at the thought, not knowing if that were possible. She didn’t
know if she was broken or strong anymore.
She’d been hurt far
more than they could ever imagine. They had no
idea what she could endure. Oh, they’d all guessed and given her their pitying
looks, but they didn’t know.
They couldn’t know.
Dirty
Distractions Blurb:
She wants a fling, and he
wants forever…
Zoologist Sara Carmichael’s active
social life is the envy of all her friends, but she has a secret. She’s bored
senseless. If she has to go to one more bird sanctuary fundraiser with some guy
who thinks his little sports car makes him “hip”, she'll scream.
Enter Brad O’Halloran, her best friend
Kim’s much younger brother. A guy who’s picking up the pieces
after a quickie marriage and even quicker divorce. A guy so hot he makes her
body scream with frustration.
Until Sara’s apartment is renovated,
they’re all living at Kim’s place. Despite her determination not to salivate at
glimpses of Brad’s finer-than-fine body in nothing but a low-slung towel,
flirtation escalates to the brink of something more.
Now one of them has to back down…or
ante up for some good, dirty fun with the unspoken understanding that when the
time comes, they’ll make a clean break. Neither anticipated they’d make the
most complicated connection of all—love.
Warning: This book contains a hero who
knows how to make engines— and women—purr, seduction while on cold meds, and a
heroine who might be a little older but still enjoys learning a few naughty new
tricks.
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Links:
Samhain Publishing | Amazon | Barnes & Noble | iTunes | Kobo
Author Bio:
USA Today bestselling author Cari Quinn saves the world one
Photoshop file at a time in her job as a graphic designer. At night, she writes
sexy romance, drinks a lot of coffee, and plays her music way too loud. When
she’s not scribbling furiously, she’s watching men’s college basketball,
reading excellent books, and causing trouble. Sometimes simultaneously.
Smexy Excerpt:
Lips
curving, Sara reached for her body wash and squirted a huge dollop into her
palm. She set aside the bottle and rubbed the soap over her torso, her smile
turning impish.
“Uh-oh.
That smile scares me.”
She
laughed and trailed bubbles over Brad’s chest, leaning forward to nip the
corded muscles in his shoulders. He tensed, his pecs flexing under her meandering
fingers.
“I
want to watch you touch yourself.” She looked up at him under her lashes.
“That’s not scary, is it?”
“No.”
His throat rippled as he swallowed. “And I do aim to please.”
He
didn’t hesitate to load up his hands with the body wash she even now worked
into his ropey upper arms. This was a man for whom life itself was a workout.
She would bet he didn’t even have a gym membership. He just worked and played
hard.
And
she had a feeling he had sex the same way. God, she couldn’t wait to find out.
They
soaped each other for a couple minutes, the only sounds the rushing water and
their increasingly heavy breathing. Without a word, he reached down and gripped
his cock. When he began to move up and down in short strokes, her breath
caught. So hot. She’d seen men do that in adult movies but never in reality.
Never right in front of her.
His arm muscles flexed as the first fat
drop of precome seeped down his shaft before being washed away. He sped up,
working himself hard. Noting his firm hold, she bit her lip. Maybe she’d been
too careful when touching prior lovers. Not that she’d gotten any complaints,
but the harsh pumps of his hand gave her pause. They also provoked a low moan.
The sexiest part of this? His
low-lidded, burning blue eyes were focused on her. Right now she was the
fuel for his fantasies. Knowing that brought a fresh rush of moisture between
her thighs.
Riveted,
she cupped her own breasts, hardly aware of what she was doing. But then she
sneezed again, and he choked out a laugh. “I’m going to get an erection every
time I hear you sneeze from now on. You know that, right?”
Instead
of responding in kind, she stared at his hand, now moving slower than before,
and unwittingly pinched her nipples. The pinch twanged in her lower belly,
swift and sharp.
“Damn,
baby, that’s beautiful.” Reverence filled his tone.
She
splashed a little water on them to wash off the last of the body wash. After
she turned off the tap, she stepped closer and gazed deep into his eyes. What
she saw there made her heart flutter and her core clench. “Tell me what you
imagine when you’re doing this alone.”
“I
usually pretend you’re riding me. Your hair loose, your breasts bouncing. I
knew they’d be like this.” He molded her flesh, his tanned fingertips against
her pale skin an incredible turn-on. “Not too big. Not too small. And your
nipples…they’re the same cinnamon brown I always pictured. Almost as pretty as
those light brown eyes of yours.”
That
his attention returned to her face as he spoke inflamed every dormant nerve
inside her body. He captured her lips, tormenting her with light, teasing
kisses that made her want to grab his arms and drag him against her. But she
reached for his cock instead, desperate to learn how he would feel in her hand.
In
her mouth. Inside her. Everywhere.
She
shuddered, and he palmed her cheek. “Let’s go in the bedroom.” Each subtle
throb of his thick, velvety flesh told her how much his own monologue had
affected him. “It’s too cold in here, and you’re all wet.”
“That
won’t improve if we go in the bedroom.”
His
rich, appreciative laughter wound around her while he nudged her out of the
shower and bundled her into one of her thick, Egyptian cotton towels. He folded
another around her hair and led her into her room, then tugged her onto the
bed. When he started to pull her on top of him, she put up a fight, enjoying
the fierce flare of arousal on his face as he finally pinned her beneath him.
“Like
it rough, hmm?”
“Maybe.”
She blew an escaped strand of damp hair out of her eyes. “But it was more that.
I had an ulterior motive. I wanted you just like this.”
He
arched a brow. “That so?”
“Oh yeah.” Watching his face, Sara
stroked the delicious erection flush against her belly. Then she licked her
palm and slickened his length, repeating the move until his cock glistened.
“Because you’re not finished.”
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