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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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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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.
www.cariquinn.com
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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