Chicks Dig the Accent by Roxanne D. Howard Cover Reveal

Chicks Dig the Accent, a modern-day fairy tale rom-com with Loose Id Publishing, is now available in paperback!

Description:

Molly Ivers has always known she’d marry a foreign man with a delicious accent. Six months ago, in a night of unbridled passion, Molly gave her virginity to her friend and sexy-as-can-be neighbor, rocker Evan Castle. Unfortunately, thanks to his swarm of constant groupies, things didn’t work out, but they remained friends. Now, after having just broken up with her boring, run-of-the-mill right-wing boyfriend, she’s on the verge of finishing her graduate degree and moving to Paris. She is desperate to shake things up–and find that sexy foreign man.

She’s had a crush on Nicholas Sullivan, her British professor, for as long as she can remember. So when opportunity comes knocking to spice up her appearance in the form of a French life coach, she hires Jean Luc Dubois to help her let her hair down and become more Parisian and hip to reflect the person she is within. Thanks to Jean Luc’s magic, she starts to catch her hunky English prof’s eye, but the more time she spends with Evan, the more she begins to realize that her Prince Charming might just be the one she’s known all along.

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Excerpt:

“So, you’re going through with it?”

“Going through with what?” They both looked into the living room, where a bemused Evan stood half-naked and barefoot in a pair of black pajama bottoms. Molly licked nectar off the peach on the end of her fork to save it from dropping to the floor. Evan’s jaw tightened, and his eyes gleamed as he zeroed in on her. He cleared his throat and lifted an empty half gallon of milk. “Sorry, you left the door cracked open. I came to borrow milk.”

“Jesus, Evan! Knock next time, or at least text. I’m in my panties!” Nell smacked him on the arm and tugged down her nightshirt as she ran past him into her bedroom.

“Sorry,” he said, but he seemed distracted as he strode toward Molly, eyes glued to her lips. She sucked the rest of her peach slice into her mouth and wiped at a little of the nectar at the corner of her lips. Her cheeks blazed at the hungry longing in his eyes. She turned away to open the fridge to get the milk. It wasn’t uncommon for them to borrow food from one another, and he always watched out for them. He had a comforting, protective nature she’d gotten used to.

She grew painfully aware of her night shorts, which had a tendency to ride up her butt and cut off at midthigh, and her thin white tank top. Could he see her nipples? And jeez, Louise, why did they have to harden every time he came near her?

She pushed hair out of her face and began to pour the milk into his empty half gallon. “Help yourself to the fruit in the bowl there. Nell had leftovers. How much milk do you want?”

“Enough for a bowl of cereal, please. I’ll get some at the store later.” She’d only heard his voice drop as low and husky during sex. She stopped after she poured enough milk, then gave him extra.

Evan reached over her to open a nearby drawer. He took out a fork. He inserted it into the flesh of a peach slice and brought it to his lips.

“Forbidden fruit, hmm?”

He teased the fruit around his lips with a wicked smirk. He winked at her and sank his teeth into half the peach as he watched her, licking it. Her mouth went dry. Oh, he knew what he was doing. He chewed, licked his bottom lip, and held out the fork.

“Want some?”

Before she could gain common sense and say no, she closed her eyes and parted her lips. He slid the remaining slice in. Molly closed her mouth around it. He withdrew the fork tines slowly from her closed lips, and his finger grazed her lower lip.

“You’ve got a bit on your…”

She opened her eyes and sharply inhaled. He’d moved closer, right there, and was about to kiss her. She turned away, burning.

Bonus Excerpt (NSFW):

“You know”—he fingered a wayward strand of hair near her face—“we haven’t been alone together since…that night. Funny the way it comes back around, hmm? So, what were you and Grouchy McGee talking about a minute ago? What are you going through with?”

“Nothing. Just this new thing I may or may not try. It’s a sort of…makeover.”

He tilted his head and scanned her face. “Why do you need a makeover? You’re perfect as you are.”

She blushed and got busy with the batter. He’d continually shown an interest, no matter how study-obsessed or sleep-ridden she looked. She pretended it didn’t make a difference, but it more than flattered her; it made her feel special, desired. Once she’d stirred the batter enough, she put it in the pan to cook and found her gaze locked on his chest. Did he put on more muscle since they’d had sex? Or had it been too long since she’d seen him without his shirt? If she reached out, without too much effort, she’d touch him. She fought the urge, and he cracked a smile at her obvious dilemma.

She turned back to stir the eggs and kept her eyes averted and hands busy. “I-I don’t know. I’m going to try a new look. You know, to get ready to go to Paris.”

“So you’re still going to go, huh?”

“Mmm-hmm.” He moved into her peripheral vision. His lips came right behind her ear, and his nose nudged her hair. She tensed.

“I’ve got to tell you, Molly, what happened between us…”

His warm hand slid around front, below her tank top. His fingers grazed her bare stomach, skin to skin. He waited, gauging her reaction.

“Is this okay?”

She almost shook her head, but she wanted his touch! She hadn’t gone without sex since being with him, but her body sang at the heat of his palm, and she realized she was starved for him, for what he and he alone could give her. She gave a barely there nod, and he continued to caress her stomach.

“What happened was… I don’t know what to call it. Amazing, sacred. We’ve kept it between you and me, but if you need someone—”

She gasped as his hand dived into her shorts and he slid his fingers over her clit, between her pussy lips. His fingers slowly made their way back up. He thumbed her sensitive nub, and she closed her eyes and tried to breathe.

“I’m here if you, you know, feel the need. No strings attached. I’ve had my eye on you for a long time now. But I have a feeling you already knew that.”

His voice dropped to a low and sexy growl. He moved his hand farther down, and she leaned her head back onto his shoulder as he thrust two fingers inside. He continued to stimulate her engorged clit while he steadily pumped in and out of her. She let out a small whimper, and his lips moved against her ear.

“Shh. Our little secret, right? I have a secret of my own. I can’t stop thinking about you. What you gave me, what we did together—do you think of me too? Hmm?”

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Needing Him by Jeanne St. James Release Day Blitz

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Needing Him (An Obsessed Novella)

By Jeanne St. James

 

Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance, Erotica

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Blurb:

This is not just a love story, it’s an obsession…

Grace:

The same week every year he comes to my little resort in Maine for five days, then disappears. His darkness, his demons, intrigue me and I need to know his story.

I hope he shows up again this year, because I’m determined to talk to him, make him see me and not look through me like I don’t exist. Make him realize I’m not just some anonymous person who hands him a key.

No, this year will be different.

I haven’t gotten laid in a long time. So, tag, he’s it.

 Nick:

For the past three years, I’ve come up to this remote area to forget, to bury my grief. But this year, I don’t need a trip to this run-down resort, this little cabin on the lake, to survive this week. However, there’s one thing I’ve left behind each year when I head back to reality…

Her.

I’ve found the right woman who’ll fill the emptiness deep inside of me, the hole that’s lurked there for years. I c

get her out of my head. Funny thing is, I don’t even know her name. I never asked.

This year that’s going to change. And I hope she’s willing because I’m taking complete control.

Note: All books in the Obsessed series are standalone novellas. They are intended for audiences over 18 years of age since they include explicit sexual situations, including BDSM.

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Excerpt:

Grace:

 

Every year he shows up. He comes for five days and then disappears. Same week, every year, for the past three years. Arrives on a Sunday night and leaves Friday morning.

He hardly says a word to me. He picks up the keys to his cabin with a couple grunts, then locks himself in for the duration. I don’t know if he sleeps, eats or what. All I know is I’m not to disturb him in any fashion. He made that perfectly clear in a surly manner the first year.

I’m just glad I have an occupant. He never quibbles about the price of the cabin, never asks me for anything. Never complains.

The best part is, he comes during the off season when it’s so slow I think I’ll become destitute. Be homeless and starve.

But, I watch him. He intrigues me and I want to know his story. Why this small town in Maine? Why this time of year?

Why?

And, last but not least, why is my tired little lakeside resort his choice? Yes, the area is beautiful, but it’s remote. Though, it’s not like he goes out hiking, or mountain biking, or even boating on the large lake.

Maybe that’s what he needs. Quiet. Peace.

Me? I get too much peace and quiet. This town bores me to death. Anyone with any ambition escapes as soon as they can.

Though, I can’t get myself to run away. I can’t even walk away.

This was my father’s resort. When he died, he left it to his only daughter. Hell, his only child. He took pride in this place, he built it with his own hands. So, of course, I take pride in it, too.

Even though it bores the fuck out of me.

And the dating scene?

Non-existent. If I’m lucky, I get laid when tourists come to moose watch in the summer. If I’m lucky, I get laid when the snowmobilers blow into town and take over the frozen lake and the nearby trails. If I’m lucky, I get laid when mountain bikers come and ride through the woods when the leaves are changing colors.

But, let’s just say, I haven’t been very lucky lately. Not in a long time. I swear I’ve converted back to a virgin, if that’s even possible.

Fortunately, I’m not uptight and can take care of my own needs. Though, that gets lonely and boring, too. Batteries and my vibrators have become my best friends.

Honestly, I really just need to get the fuck out of this town.

I sigh and look at my reservation book. Yes, book, because even the Internet sucks up here. And cell towers? Yeah, right. You may get a signal if you stand on your head and face North while singing Yankee Doodle Dandy.

Every cabin is still equipped with landline phones and the only television comes from a satellite dish, which only works when it isn’t cloudy, raining, snowing, or the birds aren’t chirping.

My heart races as I see his name written in my unreadable scribble. But, I know it’s him. I’ve reserved his regular cabin.

Not that any of the other cabins are booked since it’s the shoulder season. No one in their right mind is here. The leaves are now brown and falling, the lake too cold to swim in, but too warm for winter activities.

He made his reservation for this year before he left last year.

I hope he shows. Even at the deep discounted rate I’ve given him for coming at this time of year, every penny counts.

That’s not the only reason I hope he comes. No, this year I’m determined to talk to him, make him see me, and not look completely through me like I don’t exist. Make him realize I’m not just some anonymous person who hands him a key and makes him sign a receipt.

No, this year it’s going to be different.

I haven’t gotten laid in a long time.

So, tag. He’s it.

 

 

About the Author:

 

JEANNE ST. JAMES is a bestselling erotic romance author who loves an Alpha male (or two). She was only thirteen when she started writing since it gave her an escape from teenage angst! Her first paid published piece was an erotic story in Playgirl magazine. Her first erotic romance novel, Banged Up, was published in 2009. She is happily owned by farting French bulldogs. She writes M/F, M/M, and M/M/F ménages. Want to read a sample of her work? Download a sampler book here: BookHip.com/MTQQKK

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Tropical Tryst Summer Boxed Set Release Day Blitz

It’s Finally Here! 
The Highly Anticipated Sexy Summer Boxed Set, 
Tropical Tryst
 
 
 
 
 
Escape with these 25 all new and exclusive sexy reads from NY Times, USA Today and International bestselling authors. 
 
This set is perfect for romance lovers of all kinds. Offering up passionate, and enticing tales set in hot and tropical settings, this collection will feed your need for summer sexiness!
 
 
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✩ Featured Authors ✩
SEAL My Love by NY Times Bestselling author, Sharon Hamilton
Swept Away by International & USA Today Bestselling author, Nicole Morgan
Tempting James by Victoria Pinder, USA Today Bestselling author
Rider’s Fall (A Viper’s Bite MC Novella) by International Bestselling author, Lena Bourne
A Miracle in Hawaii by Fiona Miers
Perfectly Skeptical (Perfectly Series novella) by Award Winning author, Linda O’Connor
Alpha Heat by Mandy Rosko
Tristan by International Bestselling author, Liz Gavin
Desire a Bridesmaid (an Always a Bridesmaid novella) by Courtney Hunt
Finding Cory by Caitlyn Lynch
Murder with a Kiss by USA Today Featured Author, Stacy-Deanne
A Major Affair, The Colonel’s Daughters quintet, a novella by Award Winning author, CJ Matthew
Brooklyn Winters (A Seven Brothers Security Team Novella) by Karen M. Bryson
Two Reckless Hearts (A Barrett Ridge Novella) by Holly Cortelyou
His Diamond In The Rough by Bestselling author, Roxy Sinclaire and Zara Zenia
Worth the Risk (a Solace in Secrets novella) by EmKay Connor
Off Balance by Bestselling author, Susan Ann Wall
Making Waves by Bestselling author, Krista Ames
Starry Nights by JB Duvane
Cold and Hottie by Jan O’Hara
Homecoming by Elana Brooks
Lust Abroad by Whitley Cox
Sunset Seduction by Carma Haley Shoemaker
Just Trust Me by Celeste Hall
Hotter in Hawaii by Alexis Alvarez
 
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