MAN CANDY by Jessica Ingro: Cover Reveal + Giveaway

Kinky Vanilla Romance is pleased to share MAN CANDY by Jessica Ingro, as part of a cover reveal with Between the Sheets Promotions.

Title: Man Candy

Author: Jessica Ingro

Tentative Release Date: April 2, 2015

Cover Designer: Cover It! Designs

 

Synopsis

He's too sexy… When Ben Harris agreed to fill in as a cover model at an author signing he wasn’t sure what to expect, but women throwing themselves at him, numbers being stuffed in his pocket, and covert attempts at getting into his hotel room definitely wasn’t it. On the other hand, there is the hottie assistant he can’t keep his eyes off... ...for her love. Clarissa Darling is always eager to be her cousin’s assistant at signings, but the one thing she wasn’t planning on this time around is the sexy man candy posing for pictures at her table. The last thing she needs is another womanizing playboy chasing after her. Ben is determined to show Clarissa that he’s more than just a pretty face and smoking body. He’s betting on wearing her down and weakening her resistance. Will one taste of this man candy be all it takes to have her craving more?  

Excerpt

**Disclaimer: This content is unedited and subject to change**
 Copyright © Jessica Ingro  

“I got you a Redheaded Slut,” an auburn haired girl said from my side. I turned to see her holding a drink out to me. While taking it from her grasp, I idly wondered if she was trying to tell me something about herself. Was she giving me a proposition with her drink choice? The question was on the tip of my tongue, but I swallowed it quickly along with a sip of brown liquid. Jägermeister. Nice. “What are you drinking?” I asked when she picked a big martini glass up from the table next to where we stood. “Mmmm,” she breathed after a sip. Licking her lips, her eyes rolled into her head and a look of ecstasy crossed her face. “Suck, Bang and Blow.” Something about the pout of her lips as she said it did dangerous things to my body. My muscles clenched and my dick twitched. “Oh yeah?” I croaked out past a suddenly dry throat. “Yep. It’s delicious and,” she leaned in conspiratorially before whispering in my ear, “I’m very good at it.” “I bet you are,” I murmured to her cleavage where my eyes had drifted down to. “I could show you,” she offered. Her hand stroked down my chest and slid underneath the waistband of my jeans. Even in my lust and drunken haze I knew she was making sloppy work of finding her target. It wasn’t as if it was a small one. I stepped back causing her hand to slip out of my pants. “I don’t think that’s such a good idea.” “Ben!” Meredith shouted to me, thankfully saving me from the protest I could see forming on the vixen’s lips. “What’s up?” I semi-slurred when I joined her a few feet away. “We were just discussing what type of sex toys men like to use in the bedroom. Of course we have the vibrator, the dildo, nipple clamps and the cock ring.” Meredith ticked each one off on her fingers. “We wanted to know what you thought of butt plugs and anal beads. Do you believe in starting out small and working your way up? Or just going for the gusto?” She blinked up at me in earnest when she finished her tirade. My head was spinning with thoughts of vibrators and cock rings. Was it suddenly really hot in here? “I... uh... I’m not sure what to say to that.” My hand automatically went up to loosen my collar and I belatedly remembered I wasn’t wearing a shirt. The women surrounding her burst out laughing at my uneasiness. “I forgot how easy it was to fluster you. Definitely not the dirty talker your brother is are you?” Meredith teased. “Well... um... in the heat of the moment sure,” I stammered. Taking a proffered drink, I sucked it back, completely uncomfortable with discussing my sex life with a bunch of random women. “You’re a good guy, Ben.” Meredith patted my face in a warm gesture and kissed my cheek. “Don’t ever change.”  

About the Author

Jessica is the author of the Love Square & Concierge series. She grew up in Central New York, where currently lives with her husband and three dogs. Her days are spent as a Security Analyst at an IT consulting company. In her free time, she enjoys reading books and developing ideas for her own stories. Writing is her secret passion that she's been fostering since elementary school, when she wrote her first book about a puppy. It has always been a dream of hers to be able to share her stories with the world.  

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Web – www.jessicaingro.com  
Email – jessicaingrobooks@gmail.com
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SPIRITED AWAY by Angela Campbell: Blog Tour ♥ Giveaway

 

Kinky Vanilla Romance is pleased to share Spirited Away (Psychic Detective Series, #3).
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Author: Angela Campbell

Genre: Romantic Suspense

Release Date: September 18, 2014

 

Synopsis

 

Who knew pet-sitting could be so dangerous…or so sexy?! Socially awkward Emma “Spider” Fisher prefers her laptop to people, so she’s more than happy to oblige her boss when he asks her to pet- and housesit while he honeymoons in London. But it doesn’t take long for accident-prone Spider to lose a dog, get locked out of the house, and set off the house alarm! Thankfully, her hot new neighbor is more than happy to come to her rescue. But Noah West is a mystery to Spider—and one she intends to solve.  

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Oh yeah. She was gonna kill that mutt when she got her hands on him. And the cat too, just because. Emma “Spider” Fisher rattled the locked doorknob one more time and glared at the animals watching her from the other side of the front window. Costello, the dog, panted happily and gave her a tongue-lolling, open-mouthed grin. Abbott, the cat, stood in the bay window beside him, watching her with disinterested, narrowed eyes as if she were the stupidest human he’d ever met. Which was a distinct possibility. “Ugh!” She rattled the front doorknob again and slapped the doorframe. Yeah, as if that would make it open. It was the morning after her first night of house-sitting for Zach and Hannah, and she’d already locked herself out. Correction. One of the dogs had escaped the fence, she’d given chase in her jammies, and when she’d ran back to call for help after not being able to catch Charlie, Costello had bumped shut the door she’d left open. Locking her out. Without a key. Without a phone. Without a hope of not being killed by her boss when he returned from his honeymoon. His beloved blind dog had disappeared after she’d chased him into some trees on the other side of the street. No telling where Charlie was now. God forbid, he could be lying dead on the highway. Might have fallen down a well somewhere. Joined a gang. Who knew? In fact, who knew a blind dog could run so darn fast to begin with? She’d bet that dog had some cheetah in his genes. Heaving a half laugh, half sob, she turned and slid down the door until her bottom met the cold concrete of the front doorstep. A quick scan of the other houses and manicured lawns lining the quiet subdivision was no comfort. Well, maybe it was. No one seemed to peek out of curtains or be aware of her humiliating predicament, although she’d have to start pounding on doors soon to see if someone would let her use their phone. Who would she call? One of the so-hot-they-could-melt-her-panties-off guys she worked with? She groaned. This could not be happening to her. A flash of brown movement to her left caught Spider’s attention and sent her heart thumping wildly against her ribcage again. Charlie was sniffing the grass and following an invisible trail beside the sidewalk in front of the house. Near the freaking road! Uttering a squeak, Spider sprang to her bare feet and hurried down the driveway, muttering “owww” and “ouch” every time she stepped on a rock or something sharp in the grass. She had a hard and fast policy against swearing, but she was seriously reconsidering that rule this morning. “Charlie!” Her voice carried down the street. She clicked her tongue. “Com’ere boy!” The dog lifted his head but kept prancing forward as a car came around the curve toward him. Panic seized her chest, releasing its grip only when the vehicle slowed and turned down a side street. The too-smart-for-his-own-good canine perked his ears up and looked in that direction. Ohmygosh, he was blind and following sounds. She had to catch him. She had to. If he got out of the subdivision and found a main road— She whistled and jumped up and down, hoping the noise would divert his attention. “Charlie!” He turned and took three slow steps toward her. “Good boy!” She whistled again and patted the front of her thighs. The long-legged retriever mix lowered his head, wiggled his raised butt, barked, and darted in the opposite direction. “No, no, no!” Spider gave chase. “Charlie!” He thought they were playing a game. Oh, for the love of—! At least he was running in circles, not straying outside the neighborhood. She had no idea how long they ran up and down the suburban street lined with a mixture of classic Georgian, English cottage and modern houses. It was mid-morning, and no one had come outside to see what she was causing a ruckus about. Geez. She didn’t know if that was a good thing or a bad thing. What kind of neighbors were these? “Char…Char…Charlie!” Winded, she had to slow down until she was barely moving at all. Hands on her thighs, leaning over, she watched helpless as Charlie plowed headfirst into a neighbor’s bushes. Startled, he hunched low and took slow, careful steps around the hedge. His tongue dangled out of his mouth but, otherwise, he looked ready to resume his marathon sprint. What the heck did Hannah feed that dog? Crack cocaine? One step. Two steps. Spider inched closer. Charlie turned, and she used all of her reserves to leap toward him. Yes! Their bodies collided, and she rolled with him onto the grass, the forty-pound dog using her as his personal cushion, not that she cared. Not as long as she had a tight grip on him. She laughed in triumph and then groaned when a wet tongue found her mouth. Ewww. Disgusting. Doggy slobber. So gross. It took a few more minutes of her wrangling him on the neighbor’s lawn to get into a position where she actually could pick him up. New rule. The dogs were going to wear their leashes twenty-four seven while they were under her watch. She’d once thought she might like to have a dog, but uh uh. Not anymore. Cats were so much easier than dogs. The two of them lumbered back to the house and collapsed together inside the fenced yard. Oh, thank heaven. Now she just had to figure out how to get back inside the locked home she was supposed to be protecting. Chest heaving, she sprawled on the grass for a few minutes, thinking about it. Man, she had to pee. Pushing herself up on her elbows, she considered each of the windows. She’d already checked most of them. Her gaze fell on one. The bathroom. Had she locked it back after cracking it open last night when someone whose name rhymed with Costello had pooped mushy stuff all over the floor? Remind her to never give him part of her burrito again. Ever. Struggling to her feet, she glared at Charlie as she made her way to that side of the house. He was happily prancing about the yard again as if the past hour had never happened. Insane dog. Spider nearly burst into tears when she saw through the pane that the window wasn’t latched. Yes! She pushed it up as far as she could, lifted herself up, and… A pulsating siren startled her so much she squealed and fell backwards, landing flat on her butt in the grass. “Oh, no, no, no.” The house’s high-tech smart alarm system was programmed to automatically arm itself after fifteen minutes if the doors and windows remained inactive. Zach had warned her about it at least a dozen times. It was a new system he was testing for clients of his private security firm. It took Spider a few tries to pull herself up so her waist was aligned with the windowsill. A pair of almond-shaped eyes were there waiting for her when she did. Perched on the sink, Abbott’s black and white feline body was drawn back and ready to spring as he stared at the opening in the window. “No!” Spider yelled at him as she grappled to lift her left leg up. “Don’t even think about it, mister.” With a growl, the cat took a leap in the opposite direction and darted through the bathroom doorway as she managed to get her leg over the windowsill. She was half in and half out. Basically. Almost. Her foot was inside the bathroom anyway. That was progress. “Hello?” a man’s deep voice called from not too far away. “Everything okay back there?” Oh, for the love of Pete. Straddling the window, Spider wiggled, trying to swing her other leg over and into the bathroom. Much harder to do than she’d expected. Her left side was pressed to the pane of glass on the outside of the house. No matter how hard she pushed, she couldn’t get the window to raise high enough to let her maneuver inside. The house phone began ringing and seconds later, the alarm stopped. Well, that was something at least. Furry legs grabbed onto Spider’s calf inside the house. “Hello?” the man called again. “Uh, yeah! We’re okay.” Still trying to shove the window up, she glanced down and saw Costello humping away at her leg. You’ve got to be kidding me. She tried to jostle the dog off, which only managed to get her stuck in a more awkward position. Uh. She was wedged in there pretty good now. The back fence moved inward. Spider reached a hand out and screamed, “Don’t let the dog out!” A man she didn’t recognize grabbed Charlie’s collar just as the dog ran toward the gate. That mutt must have some superpower for detecting openings he couldn’t see. She’d swear her life on it. Her body sagged against the window frame on a loud sigh of relief that he hadn’t escaped again. The stranger snapped the gate shut behind him and gave Charlie a generous rub on both ears. Spider snorted when Charlie lapped the man’s face with his tongue. Some guard dog he was. “Are you sure you don’t need help?” Seriously? He wanted to help her now? The guy lifted his delicious green gaze, which widened when it found her. He swore. “Are you stuck in the window?” She stifled a groan. He would have to be a total hottie, wouldn’t he? Please, someone shoot me now.  

About The Author

 

An eclectic reader who loves almost every genre, Angela Campbell read her first romance novel at 16 and immediately endeavored to write one, too. Many offbeat attempts (and a couple of decades) later, she published her first novel through Carina Press and has since sold a three-book series to Harper Impulse. "On the Scent" topped the Kindle charts in March 2014, officially becoming an Amazon best seller in both romantic suspense and romantic comedy. With every story she pens, Angela aims to build in a paranormal element to a contemporary and recognizable world with characters who find love in oftentimes humorous and extraordinary situations. Learn more about her books at www.AngelaCampbellOnline.com.

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MOLLYWOOD by L.G. Pace III & Michelle Pace: RELEASE BLITZ

Kinky Vanilla romance is pleased to take part in the Between the Sheets release blitz for MOLLYWOOD (Carved Hearts #2) by L.G. Pace III & Michelle Pace.

 

Title: Mollywood

Series: Carved Hearts (#2)

Authors: L.G. Pace III & Michelle Pace

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: October 27,2014

Covere Design: Wicked By Design

 

 

Synopsis

"A good chef can throw seemingly random ingredients into a pot and create something delicious. On rare occasions, fate does the same thing with hearts. With the right combination of elements at just the right time, a couple can fall head over heels in love. That being said, blending two lives can get messier than any kitchen and also a hell of a lot harder to clean up." Molly's food truck took Austin by storm, and she's got more prospects than she knows what to do with. Her crazy ex is out of the picture, and she's moved in with her gorgeous boyfriend, Joe. She and Joe rarely see one another, and when they do, their time is squandered arguing. Molly's anxious to break this cycle because the tension between them is literally making her sick. After years alone and shattered, Molly has reawakened a part of Joe that he was sure couldn't be revived. He's terrified of losing her, but their combined baggage makes every step forward seem littered with landmines. Molly's more than worth the fight, but she shouldn't be the one he's constantly battling. A master carpenter by trade, Joe has restored countless treasures which seemed beyond repair. He's determined that he and Molly won't be the exception. Fate kicks in the door and rocks them to their very foundation. Boundaries are tested, tears shed, and Molly and Joe will question everything they think they know about themselves and each other  

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I found myself looking over at Joe’s perfect profile, and felt that familiar ache in my chest. Frustrated at our disjointed state and suddenly overwhelmed with emotion, I stopped in my tracks. Joe turned to face me, a perplexed expression marring his flawlessness. I placed my hands on both of his uncharacteristically smooth cheeks and looked him in the eye. “I love you, Joe.” I felt my throat narrow painfully, and blinked away unexpected tears. “I love you, too.” His frown deepened and he brushed my sweeping bangs away from my eyes. “What’s wrong, Molly?” It was a good question and I wished I had a reasonable explanation. We’d come so far and been through so much, it seemed unfair that we couldn’t get it together long enough to enjoy any of it. I’d been wracking my brain for weeks to find the right thing to say, a verbal Band-Aid to slap over a hemorrhaging wound. It made me wish my love life could be as straightforward as my job. A good chef can throw random ingredients into a pot and create something delicious. On rare occasions, fate does the same thing with hearts. With the right combination of elements at just the right time, a couple can fall head over heels in love. That being said, blending two lives can get messier than any kitchen and also a hell of a lot harder to clean up. I wasn’t usually such a bawl baby, but when it came to Joe, all bets were off. I was freaked out about “us” just then, and what we were becom- ing. I pulled his face down to meet mine and kissed his lips delicately, so he wouldn’t be covered in my lipstick all night. “Let’s try to enjoy ourselves and talk about the ugly stuff afterwards. Okay?”

 

About The Authors

L.G.Pace III has spent several decades pouring creative energy into other things besides writing. He began his current journey by telling his two daughters bedtime stories about a magical realm and a hero named Terel. Though that story is still sitting unfinished in the electronic universe he has managed to bring two other stories out of the dark maelstrom of his mind for others to enjoy. He dwells in the great state of Texas with his wife, novelist Michelle Pace and their children.

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Michelle Pace lives in north Texas with her husband, Les, who is also a novelist. An Iowan native, she is the mother of two lovely daughters, Holly and Bridgette, and one uber-charismatic son, Kai. A former singer and actress, Michelle has always enjoyed entertaining people and is excited to continue to do so as a writer.

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Other titles by Michelle Pace

Fury (Sound Wave Series #1)

Rage (Sound Wave Series #2)

The Perpetual Quest for the Perfect Life (Jefferson Point #1)

Something’s Come Up

Crazy Love

 

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Cover Reveal and Giveaway: HYPERCARS CRUSADER by Jordana Mia Lezamy

Kinky Vanilla Romance is pleased to share Hypercars Crusader by Jordana Mia Lezamy as part of a cover reveal promo with Between the Sheets Promotions.

 

Title: Hypercars Crusader (Griffin League #1)

Author: Jordana Mia Lezamy

Genre: Romance/ Erotica/New Adult

Release Date: November 4, 2014

Cover Design: Cover Me Darling

 

 

Synopsis

 

HYPERCARS MEET A LOVE STORY

 

"NOTHING IN LIFE IS A COINCIDENCE" It was the day of a special occasion in my life, when my entire future was rewritten and set on a new course Or was this always part of destiny that I believed you cannot run from? My Destiny. Now Ours. Together. Exclusively. As I watched him at the show I never planned on attending – I was certain of one thing about his velocity: ONLY GOD is capable of catching him. The moment we met, there was no looking back on a past life down a darkened and lonely road any longer. Before him I had never dated anyone. Before him I lead a normal good-girl life. With him my plus size curves and unique facial features are loved and adored beyond a passionate and lustful extent Beside him I became queen to the messiah of a hypercars racing universe I defied heaven for As fate would have it, regrets collected like old friends ready to relive both our darkest moments It’s always darkest before the dawn, but to see the sunrise at the end of the finish line, there are SEVEN words of a pledge barricading the way: Oath Griffin Blood Hypersonic Racers Breakneck League Cauterized words onto his soul that will decide if he is either a villain or a savior The ultimate sacrifice must be made by him alone Which will he choose? Which will he let go of? Which means more? This is our journey This is where our saga with fast cars begin.

Contemporary, Erotica, New Adult, Romance : Due to strong language and sexual content, this book is not intended for readers under the age of 18.

 

About The Author

 

 

27 years old. Birthday November 12th.

 

I have an obsession with REALLY fast cars, car magazines and car shows too.

 

I am an event co-ordinator part time and love to bake.

 

I mostly read “dark-themed” or extreme Dominant and Alpha Male novels.

 

Hypercars Crusader is not dark. My characters love each other waaaaaaay too much for that.

 

I am in love with Henry Cavill, 90’s or old-school music and I have an addiction to Italian Ice-Cream.

 

My family and friends are always laughing are always telling me I’m funny and louder than the average human.

 

Biggest passion in life is that I LOVE to laugh.

 

My body shape is curvy in all the right places and that is why my leading lady is plus-size too.

 

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