Do Not Disturb by Mary Billiter

The perfect job, a dream guy, and one chance to screw it up...

 Title: Do Not Disturb

Author: Mary Billiter

Series: Resort Romances #1
Genre: Contemporary Romance

Publisher: Hot Tree Publishing

Release Date: October 15th, 2106

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When a luxury beachfront hotel in the OC conducts a mass hire, Katie Flanagan’s ninth in line. 

Is it her dream job? Possibly. 

Will it help her escape living with her parents for the rest of her life? Hopefully. 

Add in two hot new hires: one who is her type in all the wrong ways and one who has her questioning what she really wants and needs. Either way, she has a choice to make. 

When Katie discovers a secret document aimed at downsizing the staff, she finds her voice and pens a press release that places the hotel, and her, at the center of national coverage. When the corporate line is drawn in the sand, the question becomes – will she cross it? 

Havoc, heat, and hotel madness… welcome to the back hallways at the Waterfront Point Resort.

Carmen chuckled and then signaled for the server. “Listen, Katie, the night is still young.” She tilted her head toward the bar where Keebler Boy and Crabby Sandy stood side by side. “What about Chris?”

“The Keebler Elf? There’s not enough beer or bourbon to ever make that right.”

Carmen slapped the table with her hand. The echo caught their attention. Chris and Sandy turned toward us, but so did another Huntington Hopeful, Bogart. I hadn’t even noticed he’d left our table.

“Oh, Katie, you’re hilarious.”

“I’m glad the truth is so amusing because that little man up there….” I shuddered. “No thank you.”

“I concur.” Carmen’s accent was thick with certain words. “But I wasn’t talking about that Chris.”

“Oh, Bogart?” I shrugged. “He’s… I….”

A blonde with razor-cut hair and a tan that she wore as well as her faded 501s, black tank, and Converse set a fresh IPA in front of each of us. “This is from the gentleman at the bar.”

She didn’t turn, but I knew it had to be Bogart.

Carmen put two fingers in her mouth and gave a sharp whistle. It felt like the entire bar looked over at us. “Gracias!” She raised her pint toward Bogart.

“De nada!” He raised a pint in return.

I smiled.

The server pulled out her electronic keypad. “So it looks like you ladies are set for drinks. How about some appetizers or dessert?”

“Actually, speaking of dessert,” Carmen said. “My friend here is having a difficult time choosing between two guys.”

The blonde leaned in. “Which two men are we choosing between?”

“We’re not having this discussion,” I said.

“The guy playing pool,” Carmen said without taking her eyes off the server, who gave a nod in TJ’s direction, clearly knowing who we were referring to. “And the guy at the bar. Not the albino. The one with the great ass who just bought us this round.”

The server didn’t even turn around, but I did look over her toward Bogart. The heel of his boot was propped on the foot rail that wrapped around the bar, and his hands gripped the edge of the bar’s granite countertop. His jeans did cup his ass, but it wasn’t just his ass I noticed. The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up and he held on to the bar like he was about to do a push-up. His shirt stretched across his back, revealing muscle tone and definition. He had a perfect V-shaped torso, with a narrow waist that broadened to wide, powerful, ready-to-be-clawed-into shoulders.

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Mary Billiter is a weekly newspaper columnist and fiction author. She also has novels published under the pen name, “Pumpkin Spice.”

Mary resides in the Cowboy State with her unabashedly bald husband, their combined children, and runaway dog. She does her best writing (in her head) on her daily runs in wild, romantic, beautiful Wyoming.

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Megaballs by Erin Noelle

Title: Megaballs
Author: Erin Noelle
Genre: Sexy, Fun, Contemporary Romance

Erin Noelle is bringing us a Sexy, Fun, Contemporary Romance!Get ready for Finley and Teague – and find out if she slaps him or rings his MEGABALLS!

I’ve got 99 problems but money ain’t one. Though a sister with cotton candy for brains, a spatula-wielding six-year-old niece with a British accent, and the mysterious businessman who left me that damn ticket are all currently vying for the top spot.

When I became the sole winner of a $270 million Megaball jackpot, thanks to a sexy stranger who left a lottery ticket instead of paying for his meal, my entire world flipped upside-down.

Now, with money-sucking vultures, douchebags by the dozens, and a horde of total hotties just waiting to get their mangy paws on my newfound fortune, I set out to locate the man who gifted me the winning ticket–to properly thank him.

However, when I finally find the cocky, self-absorbed business tycoon, Teague Goodman, I’m not sure whether I want to slap him… or ring his MEGABALLS.

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He has a girlfriend? With my name? Please tell me I’m still asleep and this is just one of those strange, ridiculous dreams that makes no sense whatsoever. Though, I do hope that kiss in the kitchen was real… unless, of course, he does in fact have a girlfriend, and then I just want to punch him in the nutsack for being a cheating asshole.

“Oh, shit,” Teague hisses, as he runs into the back of me, seeing as how I’ve stopped dead in my tracks just before turning the corner to the front foyer. “What in the—”  

“Teague!” Fiona yells, cutting him off. “Some twat named Finley who claims to be your girlfriend is here, and she doesn’t look anything like my bloody auntie!” 

He grabs my arms and spins me around, panic painting his expression as he stares deeply into my eyes. “This isn’t what it looks like. I swear to you. I’ll tell you everything. Just let me get rid of her. Stay right here.”

Erin Noelle is a Texas native, where she lives with her husband, two daughters, and three fur babies. When she’s not reading or writing romance novels, she enjoys winning at cards and board games, awkward people-watching in public places, and doing cartwheels at the most random times. She’s usually barefoot, is never without a song in her head, and currently holds the title of World’s Best Procrastinator.

Her titles published include the Book Boyfriend Series, Dusk ‘Til Dawn Series, Luminous Duet, Fire on the Mountain series, and numerous standalone books that range from New Adult to Contemporary romance.  Her books have been a part of the USA Today Bestselling list as well as the Amazon and Barnes & Noble overall Top 100. You can follow her on Facebook @ www.facebook.com/erin.noelle.98,  on her website @www.erinnoellebooks.com, on Twitter @authorenoelle, and on Instagram @erinnoelleauthor.

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Clean Slate by Lan LLP

 

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Title: Clean Slate

Author: Lan LLP

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: September 29, 2016

It started as a mother’s dying wish… CEO James “Max” Reid is a confident, self-made billionaire who thoroughly enjoys the fruits of his labor and success. The world sees him as a materialistic asshole, but not his ailing mother. She knows there’s much more to her son than what his arrogant façade portrays. Desperate to help Max discover who he truly is, she persuades him to make her an unbreakable promise. “Give from your heart, not your wallet.” He has no choice, but to fulfill her dying wish. It started as a family’s aspiration… Emilia Vitalia Young is the girl-next-door people can’t help but fall in love with. She comes from a family that believes happiness comes from putting others first. When an unexpected tragedy strikes, Emilia is left with an incurable heart, her family business, and a large inheritance. Being the sole survivor, she takes it upon herself to keep her family’s aspiration alive. What happens when fate gives them a clean slate?

Encountering Max at an orphanage in Vietnam changes the course of both their lives. The chemistry between them is undeniable, but Emilia errs on the side of caution, fearing more heartbreak would destroy her completely. With a clean slate, it’s up to Max to put someone else before his own needs and desires. Can these two broken souls find a way to repair their damaged hearts?

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Low Over High by J.A. DeRouen

Low Over High (The Over Duet #1)

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Release Date: November 14, 2016

 

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I fancy myself a purveyor of truth, a sifter of lies, a cutter of bullshit. It’s not a gift, but rather, all skill, honed to a razor’s edge after one too many trips down the rabbit hole. Some may dismiss my talent as misplaced and misguided cynicism, but they’d be wrong. Cliches about hope and faith in mankind are concocted unicorn farts, an effort to keep the dreamers dreaming. Experiences don’t lie—people do. While I’m not proud of the circumstances that led me to this way of thinking, I respect the journey. The road to enlightenment can be dark and foreboding, but the destination makes it all worthwhile. But funny thing about the past—it’s a defiant child refusing to stay in time out. No matter how deeply buried, it can always pop up when least expected, and sink its fucking claws into the flesh of your heart. No, not my heart—I no longer have one. I foolishly gave it away years ago, but I still feel the ripping in my chest as I fist the crumpled note left on my porch. I’ve avoided this day, ran from it, for the past eight years. And still we meet again. But to truly understand … to feel my dread and fear my future as I do, it’s important to know what happened in my past. Or who… My name is Marlo Rivers, and this is my story of corrupted love.    

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J.A. DeRouen lives in South Louisiana with her husband, son (aptly named "The Professor), and her furry friend, Scout. She holds bachelor's degrees in psychology and nursing.

When she's not writing or inhaling romance novels by the stack, she works as a women's health nurse. She's been an avid reader and daydreamer since childhood, and she's never stopped turning the page to get to the next happily ever after.

 

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One twist of the lid changed everything…

The devil sat on my shoulder from my first breath, he watched my every move, and with the first strike of lightnin' I was pulled under.

Walking into Boondocks the voice of an angel called to me and I vowed to live a better life.  She kept me on the righteous path until Satan called one last time.

It was time to take him down or lose my angel forever.

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Watching her place her perfect lips on the side of Logan’s face made me cringe. I know I have no right to feel this way, but those two have something that I can’t quite understand, and I’m jealous. The question is, what do I do about it?  As she walks toward me with a huge smile on her face, all my craziness evaporates into the evening sky.

“You ready?” she asks.

“As I’ll ever be,” I reply.

After swinging my leg over my bike, I pass Chauna a helmet, and we put them on together. As she swings her leg over, I hold still and wait for the moment she wraps her arms around me. I take a deep breath as she eases into me and rev the engine to life; all eyes are on us.

“Hold on tight,” I say, and she pulls herself even closer. We take the driveway slow, but when we hit the main road, I pull the throttle and we pick up speed as we make our way toward Sammy’s. As we approach the drive-in, I realize that Chauna is completely right; this place is nothing like it was earlier today. The Sammy’s Drive-In light is lit up like Christmas, and it reminds me of Flo’s Café in the movie Cars. There’s so much neon, and instead of cars, there are monster trucks everywhere. Pulling the bike in, we park, and I look to Chauna for direction as country music plays in the background.

“Welcome to Barber. Where the trucks are hot, but the girls are hotter,” she says with pure sexiness. In this moment, I know that this is just the beginning of an epic, new chapter in my life.

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Casey Peeler grew up in North Carolina and still lives there with her husband and daughter.

Growing up Casey wasn't an avid reader or writer, but after reading Their Eyes Were Watching God by Zora Neal Hurston during her senior year of high school, and multiple Nicholas Sparks' novels, she found a hidden love and appreciation for reading.  That love ignited the passion for writing several years later, and her writing style combines real life scenarios with morals and values teenagers need in their daily lives.

When Casey isn't writing, you can find her near a body of water listening to country music with a cold beverage and a great book.

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You want to know about me? I believe in three things: loyalty to my friends, helping those in need and

the end justifies the means.

Declan (Shadow Alliance Book One) by Caitlyn O’Leary

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Spin-Off of Navy SEAL Midnight Delta Series

This is what you need to know.

I keep the people around me safe,

And sometimes I rain vengeance on my enemies.

It's who I am, and what I do.

As a former Army Ranger, I get the job done.

After an unforgivable betrayal by one of my own,

I created the Shadow Alliance.

We handle the dark and dangerous work,

Jobs that governments won't.

And now, the sexy, smart, and feisty Allison Davies needs my help.

As an FBI Agent, enlisting my help could cost her job.

But, I'm her only hope.

There's only one problem.

Our mutual desire just might get in the way.

One misstep and we become the hunted.

A price I just might be willing to pay.

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She pressed her lips to mine.  Soft and gentle.  I reciprocated.  Loving the feel.  I wanted—needed—to give her comfort.  But then she changed the pressure.  Her movements became urgent.

“Baby,” I tried to caution her.

“Declan, I need you.  I need this.”

I’d take her to bed and just hold her.  She needed comfort.  Then, as if she could read my mind…

“Declan, I’ve known you were special since I read your file.  I’ve wanted you since I saw you searching for Anna.  I’ve needed you since you convinced me I’m beautiful in your eyes.”

“Oh, Allie, you’re the one who’s the diamond.  I see all of your facets, all of your depths, and you shine, baby.  You shine.”  Her eyes lit up at my words, and I was so happy I’d found the right ones.  I eased her off my lap and stood up.  The hungry look in her eyes almost brought me to my knees.  Before she started to stand, I whisked her into my arms, and her eyes melted.  Good, I wanted her to feel as special as she was.

I headed to the bedroom I’d recently vacated.  As soon as I got her to the room, I let her slide down my body.  Since I was just wearing my boxers, there was no doubt how I was feeling.  But I needed to be sure this was truly what she wanted.  After I turned on the bedside light I found her sitting on the bed.  I knelt in front of her.

“Allie, are you sure?”

“Aren’t you?”

I looked at my dick and then back up at her.  She laughed.

“I really want this too,” she whispered.

“Then you might be wearing a few too many clothes,” I whispered back.  Leaning forward, I captured her mouth for a kiss.  Her lips parted and I unbuttoned her blouse.  Slowly, I drew the cotton sleeves down her shoulders, touching the silk of her skin as I went.  She gasped as I traced the curves of her breasts above the cups of her bra.  I broke away from her lips.

“God, look at you.”  I unclasped the front enclosure and her breasts spilled into my hands.  I thumbed her pink nipples and she moaned, and pressed hard into my hands.  She liked it when I plucked and pinched the tips of her breasts.

“Declan, that feels so good.”

I dipped my head and sucked her nipple into my mouth and flicked it with my tongue, loving her whimpers and gasps.  She grabbed my head and her nails bit into my scalp.  I wrapped my arms around her, and laid her down on the bed.  She was rubbing her jean clad legs together.  I thrust one hand between them and she slammed her legs together, locking it in place.  Like I wanted it anywhere else.  I rubbed against the seam of her jeans, and licked at the tender flesh of her swollen breasts.

“So good.”  She sighed.

She arched up, but it wasn’t enough.  I pulled off her jeans and panties.  She was truly beautiful.

“Now you.”

“Huh?”

“Your boxers,” she said.

“Not yet.  First I want to play some more.”  The woman had legs that wouldn’t stop.  I couldn’t believe that she ever doubted her attractiveness.  Whoever had been her past lovers had been absolute assholes.

She reached out to me, and I lowered myself into her arms, kissing those plump lips of hers, reveling in the jolt she once again gave me as our lips met.  Having our bodies meet was bliss.  Her breasts touching my chest was heaven.  I dragged my chest hair against her nipples and she groaned.

“Again.  Do that again.”  I did.  Slowly I inched downwards, kissing silken flesh along my way.  Peaches.  I smelled peaches, until finally I smelled peaches and musk.  Divine.  Parting her thighs, I found glistening pink magic.  Allie tensed.

“Relax.”

“I am.”  Sure she was.

I pressed her legs wider apart, but it was a bit of a struggle. “Honey, I just want to play.”

“I know.”

“You like this, don’t you?”  I blew against her folds.

“I don’t know.”  Yep, she had only been with assholes.

I parted her slick flesh and licked her.  She shuddered, but didn’t make a sound.  Peaches, spice, and Allie.  So good.  I looked up, and she was biting the base of her thumb.  Oh that was a challenge.  Her body betrayed her, it showed me exactly what kind of touches it liked, and when I added my fingers, she started to pant.

Up and down, around and around.

“Declan?  Come inside me now.”

“Not until you scream.”

My fingers found what they’d been searching for, and she squeaked and tightened in a good way.  Carefully, I sucked.

“Declan!  It’s too good.”  She was drenched in pleasure.

Almost there.

I stroked inwards, and bit her clit gently, flicking my tongue against her swollen flesh.  She let out a shriek, and pulsed her release.

I moved up to the nightstand and ripped off my boxers.  I tore open the condom and looked at Allie.

“Please, now!”

Slowly, I entered her tight depths.  I thought I was going to lose my mind.  It was pure bliss.  Those long legs curled around me, and she pulled me in.

“More!”  I gave her everything.  She gasped, but then smiled.  “Perfect.”

“Thank God.”

I began to move, and she met me.  We danced and twined, moving ever upwards. I felt my orgasm begin at the base of my spine.  I wasn’t going to last.  That beautiful face, those eyes that shimmered.  I dipped in for another kiss that shot sparks.

“Allie?”  I was hanging on by a thread.

She thrust up against me, her heels digging into my ass.  I felt her sheath begin to tighten and I thought my head would explode.

This woman, this beautiful woman let out a joyful sound that was my name, over and over again.

“Yes, God yes, Allie.”

I shot ever upwards until I found heaven.

About the Author:

Caitlyn O'Leary is an avid reader, and considers herself a fan first and an author second. She reads a wide variety of genres, but finds herself going back to happily-ever-afters. Getting a chance to write, after years in corporate America is a dream come true. She hopes that her stories provide the kind of entertainment and escape that she has found from some of her favorite authors.

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THE FOUND:

It's a bit Paranormal, a bit Sci-Fi and 100% Action/Adventure. The characters have special abilities, that make them targets.

MIDNIGHT DELTA

This is focused on a group of Navy Seals. What makes them special is their bond to one another, and the women they come to love.

FATE HARBOR

This is the series that started her career, it is a Menage Series that takes place in Fate Harbor Washington. It focuses on a tight knit community who live and love and care for one another.

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