New York Times and USA Today bestselling author, releases her hot new…


{Ink & Chrome}



OPENING UP by Lauren Dane (June 16, 2015; Forever Trade Paperback; Ink & Chrome: Book #1)

The men of Twisted Steel are great with their hands. And they’re not afraid to get dirty.
Asa Barrons is never lonely for long. Co-owner of the Twisted Steel custom motorcycle shop, he works hard and plays harder. But he never allows his after-hours affairs to interfere with businessuntil he meets racing royalty PJ Colman. While the blue-eyed blonde is all princess on the outside, on the inside Asa can see that this woman is ready to take a walk on the wild side.

PJ knows trouble when she sees it, and Asa is the complete package: fast bike, killer ink, and a sinfully sexy smile that has her imagining things nice girls never do. She talks her way onto the Twisted Steel team to prove her painting skill, and soon learns that Asa is eager to show off some skills of his own.

With the help of Asa’s expert touch, PJ is initiated into a world of wicked desire. No limits. No inhibitions. No turning back. But as perfect as their passion seems, a new challenge awaits, forcing them to ask just how far they are willing to go . . .


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The story goes like this: While on pregnancy bed rest, Lauren Dane had plenty of down time, so her husband took her comments about “giving that writing thing a serious go” to heart and brought home a secondhand laptop. She wrote her first book on it. Today, Lauren is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of more than 60 novels and novellas across several genres.

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OPENING UP by Lauren Dane is an exciting Erotica Contemporary Romance.  Book 1 in her newest release “Ink & Chrome” series. Which, is going to be one hot new series, I predict.

The world of custom cars and motorcycles, never looked so good. If you enjoy your heroes tatted, pierced and sexy as all get out, than look no further, here comes Asa Barrons. Looking for a feisty, wisecracking, passionate, heroine  with an independent spirit to compliment Asa, look no further, enter, PJ Colman.  Together, the two have  a combustible chemistry that burns up the pages of “Opening Up”.

But wait, there is even more to this story. It is emotionally charged on so many levels, with complex characters, hot, steamy sex scenes, and the  men of the Twisted-Steel Motorcycle Shop.

Emotionally mature characters, bring so much more to this story than just sex and fun. The secondary characters are a must, I can’t wait for the stories to come to life.

“Opening Up” is an emotional, gripping but funny and passionate story. A sure in for any fans of Lauren Dane, Erotica Romance, and fans of passionate romances. Well done, Ms. Dane. I truly look forward to the next installment of the “Ink & Chrome” series.

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Rating: 4.5

Heat Rating: Wild Ride

Reviewed by: AprilR, courtesy of My Book Addiction and More



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How do you get your creative juices flowing?

I have daily writing goals, so I try to focus on those. Some days the writing is easy and the words just flow, but other days, it’s more of a challenge. I write anyway. I don’t believe in a muse. If I did, I’d putter around the house all day, waiting for it show up! Eventually, I’d feel guilty enough about dawdling that I’d resort to housework.

What was your inspiration for writing a Contemporary romance, with domestic life, and erotica romance?

I like taking a familiar story and turning it upside down. His Every Need is a modern twist on Beauty and the Beast. But family—the ups and downs and strained relationships—that’s real life. We all go through it, and I like writing about those interconnected dynamics. For me, that’s what makes a character real and emotional and relatable—those familial bonds. As for the erotica…that’s just good, dirty fun!

What made you decide to write a tale of the British tycoon and a determined woman to make her way?

Honestly, Trevor Blake wouldn’t leave me alone. He’s dry and sarcastic and funny. He wanted me to tell his story.

Allie is the perfect woman for Trevor. She challenges him, and she’s not a pushover. Allie has goals and dreams of her own. Then I added Trevor’s wacky parents and Allie’s needy sisters to the mix—lots of fun elements to write.


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HIS EVERY NEEDHis Every Need, the first book in The Beauty and the Brit series, is available from Sourcebooks August 5, 2014.

Allie Campbell is determined to take care of her family, no matter the cost. But when her father loses their home to British tycoon Trevor Blake, Allie finds herself forced to plead for more time to pay off the loan…and if she has to use her own body as collateral, then so be it.
Trevor isn’t moved by Allie’s story. But when Allie impulsively offers to do anything to keep the house, he’s intrigued enough to raise the stakes: for the next two months, she must cater to his every need, no matter how depraved. To his amazement, she agrees.
Allie has no intention of enjoying her time with the arrogant, domineering Brit, but it doesn’t take long before he’s got her aching for his touch-and he’ll do whatever it takes to make her beg…


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Erotica Romance ~ Georgian Historical Set in USA ~ Novel Length 100,000+ words ~ Nineteen year-old, Idealistic & Headstrong Heroine Meets Tortured, Wealthy Hero

 In the wake of a devastating epidemic, sheltered Emily Eliot finds herself alone, making her own decisions for the first time. When desperation leads her to sell her virtue, she walks straight into trouble.

Enter one gorgeous, golden-haired gentleman bent on protecting her.

Alexander Dalton came to the Blue Duck Tavern seeking to lose himself in sexual pleasure. But when he saw the delicate and vulnerable young woman, he couldn’t turn away.

Emily is alarmed by her own intense responses as this charismatic and carnal man introduces her to erotic pleasure. Having lived as a virtual prisoner of her grandmother’s suffocating manipulation, Emily bridles under Alex’s possessive, protectiveness. And Alex’s charming smile hides a dark secret that could destroy their chance at happiness.

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As if reading her thoughts, he tossed some money down on the table.
She glanced up.
He smiled a lazy smile that set her body tingling. “Lead me upstairs.”
His words crashed over her like a tidal wave of icy water. Her hands shook and sweat poured out all over her.
Oh, God. The moment was upon her. Oh, God. She wasn’t ready.
This was how it happened? Just like that—so bluntly? Without any coaxing or wooing? Her heart dropped back down to where it belonged and pounded against her ribcage as if it wanted to jump clear from her body.
She’d never be ready.
She reached for her wineglass.
He touched her hand, feathering his fingers over hers.
Her hand shook on the glass and the wine sloshed. A vision splashed across her mind. The dance of firelight upon the walls, fine linen sheets sliding like silk against her bare body, strong hands reaching for her, touching her, pulling her close to his naked, utterly masculine body, his whispers in her ear…
Her insides went all fluttery and she inhaled deeply. When she’d come here tonight, she hadn’t thought much about being bedded by a man beyond the money. She especially hadn’t anticipated that there would be any pleasure associated with it. But here with this man, she could feel how it would be.
She hadn’t expected to be able to choose a man—certainly never a handsome and charming one. But he was her choice.
Suddenly, she felt lighter than she had in all the days since she’d first decided to sell herself. She did a have a modicum of power in this situation.
He dropped his hand from hers.
She immediately brought the glass to her lips and gulped half of the remaining contents. It burnt all the way down, and gave her something to center her attention on besides his effect upon her senses.
His commanding tone sent her nerves bristling. So did the way he tapped the stack of bills. She took a closer look. Twenty dollars lay on the table. Enough money to pay her rent, yes, but still…
She took another deep breath, set the glass down and flicked her gaze back to his. “Can’t you ask any better than that?”
His deep, rich laugh sent another thrill through her, right down to her very toes. “I see—expensive and hard to acquire.”
Retrieving the money, he pulled aside his coat to stash the bills in his waistcoat, his body rippling against the close-fitting, striped satin.
She couldn’t tear her eyes away from the sight.
How would it feel to be held against that trim, hard waist?
His hand froze halfway into his pocket. Looking up from his abdomen, she met his eyes. His expression was a shade speculative and maybe a bit amused. Dear heavens, he’d caught her ogling his midsection. Her face flamed and she glanced away quickly.
Had she just ruined her chance with him? Was he totally put off now? Oh, what a stupid, green girl she’d proved herself to be. She wanted nothing more desperately than to hide her feelings. She’d show him that his rejection didn’t matter.
“You might still stand a chance with her,” she said, nodding at the curvy redhead, who sat with several mariners, giggling.
“She’ll be around. I’d rather talk to you.” He tapped her gloved hand with a natural authority that rankled her. Grandmother had never ceased in her complaints about how arrogant gentlemen were.
She jerked her hand away. “Just like a man—so smugly sure of your appeal.”
“And just how much do you know of men?”
“Oh, I’ve had many—all quite handsome and wealthy,” she rejoined, in what she hoped was a casual tone.
He narrowed his eyes speculatively. “How old are you?”
He laughed. This time it was a soft, sensual sound that sent delicious shivers down her spine. “More like fifteen, possibly sixteen, but a very immature sixteen.”
“I’m nineteen!”
A small, satisfied smile spread over his lips and she regretted her outburst. In fact, she itched to wipe the smugness off his face. She took a deep breath and continued far more sedately. “The women in my family age very slowly. My grandmother looks about fifty.”
“Tell me something—why aren’t you with her now?”
She stared at him blankly, her heart pounding in short jags of rapid beats.
Grandmother was dead.
For ever and ever.
She didn’t want to talk about it.

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The Fetish Queen, Part One: Reborn

Author: Nicole Camden

Pub Date:  04/21/14

ISBN: 9781476727899 (eBook)

Publisher: Pocket Star

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Book Description of THE FETISH QUEEN: PART 1: REBORN:

Newly single and loving every minute, Lille—a.k.a. the Fetish Queen—is unleashed and ready to dominate in the first chapter of the sexy, enticing Fetish Queen series.

Blond, buxom, and bold, pin-up girl Lillehammer Marceaux can get any man she wants, but she leaves her fiancé to move to Florida and run a sex shop called The Fetish Box, owned by her best friend. She immediately clashes with Max Jobman, the rough-hewn tattooed Irishman who owns the local pub. Not a very trusting man, Max is convinced she’s a spoiled beauty who’ll stay just long enough to find a rich husband. He quickly learns that Lille isn’t interested in a husband; she’s focused on making the business a success—but that doesn’t stop her from thinking about what an excellent lover Max will make…

What neither Max nor Lille realizes is that her efforts to become the Fetish Queen, which include making a type of reality show, have caught the attention of a dangerous figure from Lille’s past. Will her troubled past come back and drag her down, or will the Fetish Queen get her way?


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From page 15 “The Blonde” to the end of 20.


The blonde was sitting at the table when he finally made his way into the kitchen. She sat straight-backed and ladylike, looking as lovely as a 1950s movie star. She had a heart-shaped face with a pointed little chin and thick, soft-looking blond hair that probably curled when it was wet. He lost his breath again, just for a moment, and that p****d him off to no end.
He set her bag down on the table in front of her with a thunk. The thing weighed a ton.
“Thank you.” She quirked an eyebrow at him. “Where’s your dog?”
“My—” He turned around; he’d left Bambi outside.
He heard the front door open and after a moment, her happy shepherd face came around the corner of the living room, tongue lolling and tail wagging.
Mary followed, looking relaxed and comfortable in a tank top and pajama bottoms, her feet encased in a pair of Ugg loafers that John, her lover and manager at the Box, had purchased for her.
She handed him a plastic-wrapped newspaper from the yard as she walked by, smacking it against his chest. He took it with a grunt and sat down. Bambi made her way under the table and lay down on top of his feet.
Weak sunlight streamed into the room from a kitchen window as the scent of coffee filled the room. Mary crossed the kitchen and wrapped her arms around John. He was making coffee, undoubtedly for the blond queen of the universe. Atticus, John’s one-eyed Mal- tese, sat at John’s feet with his tail curled up over his back.



“Mmm, coffee,” Mary murmured, and kissed John’s shoulder. At- ticus jumped up on her legs and she bent and picked him up.
“Hello, white dog,” she murmured to him, and nuzzled his neck while he licked her face.
Watching Lille from the corner of his eye, Max saw her smile at the scene. It was a soft, sad smile that made her seem human . . . al- most.
Suddenly, as if she sensed his regard, she turned those green eyes on him and the softness disappeared from her expression. She stud- ied him as if he were a damn cut of beef at Whole Foods. Strike that. The shoppers at Whole Foods had more warmth. He didn’t know whether she wanted to f*** him or collar him like a stray dog and have him begging at her heels.
He rubbed his arms unconsciously, surprised as always that he couldn’t feel his tattoos as well as see them. He felt the need to get another, maybe a banshee intertwined with his dragon—just a bit of a warning like, he told himself, because while he knew Lille was spoiled and no doubt expected to be catered to at all times, she was also the prettiest damn thing he’d ever seen. He hated that he want- ed her almost as much as he hated the disruption he knew she was about to cause in his life.


“Anyone want a croissant?” Mary set a plate of the buttery goods down on the table and swung herself around the edge to take a seat next to her friend. Atticus followed Mary and joined Bambi under the table.
Lille took a pastry and turned her body away from Max, just a little, and he was able to relax enough to grab a croissant and pull off a chunk, scattering flakes that resembled fish food flakes. He ignored them for the moment, enjoying his breakfast while the women chat-


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ted about Lille’s trip and what was going on at the Box.
After a moment, John, who’d been Max’s best friend long before he’d been Mary’s lover, brought over the mugs of coffee on one of the brown serving trays from the pub. He set it down gently in the center of the table.
“Thanks, honey.” Mary winked at John before taking the mug with Garfield on it. John had been managing the Fetish Box for Man- dy before she died, and he stayed on as a manager when Mary took over. Max wondered what was going to happen now that the queen of the universe had arrived.
“Yes, thank you,” Lille added, and took the mug with the wicked stepmother from Cinderella. Appropriate, Max thought snidely.
John pulled out a chair and joined them, settling his lean, rangy frame with ease at the small table. He eyed Max knowingly and wig- gled his brows in Lille’s direction as he picked up his own mug from the tray: Slimer from Ghostbusters grinned at Max from the surface.
Max kept his arms crossed over his chest for a moment, but not even he could resist coffee for very long. John had placed a small met- al pitcher of milk on the tray as well, but so far only Mary had used it. He guessed the queen preferred her coffee black. His mug was green and covered in rainbows and a pot of gold. John had been en- tirely too cheerful since he’d been getting laid on a regular basis. Max grimaced, but he wasn’t sure whether he was irritated with John or himself. Hell, he didn’t know what his problem was, but he thought a cigarette would help enormously.
He started to get up, but the mention of the Box drew his atten- tion back to the women and their conversation.
“Everyone just calls it the Box,” Mary was explaining to Lille, which seemed to amuse the blonde.
“Just the Box, huh?” She had a dimple on one side of her mouth, for f***’s sake.



“Yeah.” Mary was smiling her gentle smile, the one that made you think she was all innocent and nice, which she was . . . mostly, though she had a wild streak. The other one, Lille, didn’t seem nice at all . . . and her streak of bitch couldn’t have been more obvious if she’d tat- tooed it all over her body.
“I have some ideas for it,” Lille was telling Mary now. “You’re go- ing to love them. I promise.”
Ideas. Max scowled. He didn’t like that she was coming in and acting as if she had the right to make changes. Mary hadn’t done that and she owned the place. Of course, he’d done his best to freak Mary out when she’d arrived and that hadn’t worked . . . so maybe he un- derstood women even less than he’d thought.
He kept the scowl on his face as she turned to look at him. “Problem, darling?” Lille asked him.
Max cracked his knuckles and shrugged. Mary was giving him her disapproving look, but she didn’t seem that serious about it.
“Just not sure why you’re bothering, luv. Surely it won’t take you long to find some rich man to put a ring on your finger. Why pretend you’re even interested?”
Mary’s eyes widened, but the blonde just looked at him for a mo- ment. She seemed both amused and resigned at the same time. She leaned in, her bright green eyes holding him very, very still. Up close, her skin was peaches and cream, her lips maraschino-cherry red. She was like the 1950s pinups that his tattoo artist had on display in her parlor.
“Sweetie”—she reached out and ran one long nail down his cheek—“I’m sure you’re a great f*** and I have no doubt that we’ll get along splendidly in bed, but you don’t know the first thing about me.”
His cheek was tingling as if he’d just splashed on aftershave, which he rarely bothered to do.


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“I’ve known women like ye.” He shrugged, shifting backward ca- sually, but he wasn’t so sure anymore. Now he really itched for a ciga- rette, but he’d left them on the coffee table over at his house. “Rarely worth the trouble.”
She leaned back as well, mimicking him, her eyes cold and con- sidering as she opened her blouse, just a little, and parted her lips on a sigh.
“That’s too bad,” she breathed, green eyes piercing him. “I’ve al- ways liked a man with tattoos.”
“Is that right?” Max swallowed. He knew she was fucking with him, but damned if he wasn’t falling for it.
“Oh, yeah.” A small smile of triumph made her eyes gleam. She leaned forward again, giving him a glimpse of her cleavage. “I like to trace them with my tongue. Has a woman ever done that? Traced them with her tongue while you lay there, helpless?”
Max flicked a glance at John and Mary, who were staring, un- abashed, but Lille didn’t move, her gaze holding him fixed and fas- cinated.
“I have,” he snapped, though he hadn’t. He wasn’t a big fan of be- ing tied up and helpless.
She relaxed and leaned back, lifting her coffee, dismissing him. “Well, that’s a shame. I do like to be the first.”
Max didn’t know what do with the volatile mix of lust and faint horror that was rolling around in his stomach. She was . . . she was . . . like no woman he’d ever met in his life, which made her unpredict- able, dangerous.
“I’m off to the pub,” he snapped, standing abruptly and dislodg- ing Bambi from her position on his feet. He heard the scramble of her nails on the tile floor as she hurried to follow him into the living room.
He yanked open the back door with more force than necessary



and waited just long enough for Bambi to clear the opening before he slammed it shut.
The dog was the only b***h that he’d ever been able to stand for any length of time, and he didn’t see that changing anytime soon.




Nicole Camden, author of “The Nekkid Truth” in Big Guns Out of Uniform has returned to erotica after a decade of teaching, dog-rescuing, and other mayhem. She lives in Houston with her husband and two dogs.               



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Delilah Palmer has control of her life and outward personality, blocking the truth just below the surface. A façade meant to be normal and hide the scars of her childhood. She’s made a good life for herself, became a lawyer, and is free from the tortured past that haunts her daily. Until he comes along and breaks open the cracks.

Nathan Thorne has a past of his own. On the surface he is loved by all, personable, extroverted; everything Delilah isn’t. Hidden beneath is a dark and tormented man that only Delilah has to power to unveil.

Crammed in a small office together they see through each other’s masks, and the draw becomes too much, igniting an explosive relationship. Holloway and Holloway Law has a strict non-fraternization policy, forcing them to conceal their breach. Despite their efforts, separation becomes impossible, deceptions escalate, and Nathan has trouble coping; teetering on the edge of being overtaken by his past demons.

What secrets does he harbor that could keep him from giving in? What keeps him from healing and moving forward? And Delilah, where does she fit into all this turmoil?

Can they accept love and deal with all the trials that come their way when secrets are exposed? Or will they fall through the cracks of their pasts and be consumed by all that haunts them?

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Raised on hard rock music, award-winning author Olivia Cunning has been known to travel over a thousand miles to see a favorite band in concert. She lives in Galveston, Texas where she enjoys sitting on the beach with her feet in the surf and penning naughty books about rock stars.

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Despite the encouragement of her English teachers to pursue writing, she majored in biology in college.

Olivia earned a master’s degree in Pathobiology and Molecular Medicine. After her beloved grandfather died of a heart attack, she aspired to find the cure for atherosclerosis, but found biomedical research tedious and frustrating, so switched to teaching.

Olivia loves to attend metal concerts. She regularly embarrasses her college-aged son by headbanging in public and gets accused of not “looking like” a metal head.

Olivia finished writing her first contemporary series romance novel at age 19. It remains unpublished.

Olivia has always had a vivid imagination. At age three, she had seven imaginary friends and still remembers the stories she made up about them. One, named Splinter, was a giant talking skunk.

Olivia is an army brat. She has lived all over the United States and in Germany. She tends to move every three to five years. Her most recent move to Galveston, Texas will hopefully be her last.


Sinners on Tour, Book 4  -  Hot TicketFourth in Olivia Cunning’s hard-rockin’ erotic romance series, Hot Ticket delves into the oh-so-skilled sensuality of Sinners’ enigmatic bass guitarist, Jace Seymore.

When Jace walked through the doors of Aggie’s dungeon, the last thing he expected was to find self-forgiveness and the love of a remarkable woman. But when a terrible accident sidelines Jace during the band’s tour, the burdensome chains of his past wrap ferociously around his heart. Determined to crack through Jace’s armored shell, Aggie must go beyond her usual methods to mend his heart to love again.

  • Paperback: 400 pages
  • Publisher: Sourcebooks Casablanca (February 5, 2013)
  • Language: English
  • ISBN-10: 1402245831
  • ISBN-13: 978-1402245831


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