Proper Ink by Zeia Jameson

Title: Proper Ink

Series: Jaded Lily Book #2

Author: Zeia Jameson

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: February 16, 2018

Luca Cipriani knows art. 

Specifically, tattoos. 

Patience, focus, and attention to detail are crucial.

He's consumed with it all.

For the past three years, Luca has been building his reputation as the master of ink in Savannah, Georgia. 

It wasn't his original plan, but sometimes, lives twist and plans change.

Kerry Frazier knows entertainment. 

Specifically, event planning.

Locations, guest lists, and the hottest trends keep clients begging for more. 

She's living the dream.

Even though Kerry’s job is exhilarating and rewarding, it’s also never ending. 

So a night on the town for herself is just what she needs.

Luca never expected someone like Kerry to waltz into his shop. And blatantly flirt with him, no less.

He never imagined flirting would lead to more.

One secret night.

That was all it was supposed to be.

Until one night turned into two. Three.

Luca doesn't do feelings. 

Kerry can't do complicated. 

What happens when you're drawn to someone who is bound to break your heart?

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“Proper Ink sweeps you away into a beautiful love story, an amazing love story.” - Red Hatter Book Blog

“Wait,” I say. I lean back and look over my shoulder, surveying the two customers still in the waiting area. I stand from my stool and pull Kerry to Padraig’s space behind the curtain. I’d be scared to go back here, except Stella has been back here and she wasn’t permanently scarred.

“What is this?” Kerry asks. 

“Padraig’s room. I don’t know what’s back here. Don’t look at anything. Just kiss me, please.” 

I grab her face with both hands and kiss her hard. She kisses me back, and our hands roam everywhere over each other. I breathe in the scent of her hair, and I rustle it by running both my hands up her neck and to the back of her head. I pull her to me as close as I can and press her against the wall to get even closer. I brace one hand against the wall to keep us upright, and I search for and grab her hand with the other. I twine our fingers together and raise them up, resting them on the wall above our heads. Her breathing quickens. I can feel her chest heave against mine. I press myself against her, and she groans. 

“Hellooo, Luca,” she says, which causes me to laugh against her mouth. 

“God, you’re so hot,” she says to me.

I have to stop before I have her naked in Padraig’s room. I kiss her twice more and press my forehead against hers. 

“You have no idea what you do to me,” I say, nearly out of breath. 

“I think I may have a clue,” she says, also breathless.

“Go do your thing. I’ll see you back here in a little while.”

She nods and looks up into my eyes. “Okay.” 

We stand there, motionless, for a moment. Kerry closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. She places her hand on my cheek. “I think I kind of like you, Luca.”

I smile into her hand. “I kind of like you too. I know.”

“I’ll be back soon.”

“I can’t wait.” 

I use my hand on the wall to push myself away from her. Her hand slides from my face as she continues to look me in the eyes.

“See you when I get back,” she says. She slides out from underneath me, her hand gliding the length of my outstretched arm as she slips through the curtained opening. When our hands meet, I grab hers in mine and let her pull me with her until I’m out from behind the curtain too. I let go and watch her walk toward the door. She turns and looks back at me twice before exiting the shop. I continue to watch her, and she gives me one more glance through the window before she disappears from sight. I’m grinning as wide as my face will allow.

Zeia Jameson's passion for writing compels her to get into the zone and type until her fingers go numb. When not submerged within her own stories, she enjoys curling up in her large reading chair, snuggling underneath a blanket, and feeding her addictions of coffee and reading. She is fond of humor and laughter and believes these are elements that keep the world sane and spinning.

Zeia lives in Georgia with her husband and daughter, where they spend most of their time exploring recipes, binging on Netflix, drawing chalk-art on sidewalks, and avoiding pollen at all costs.

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Solace by SE Cooper

Title: Solace

Series: The Hunter Series #2

Author: S.E. Cooper 

Genre: Contemporary Romance Suspense

Release Date: February 16, 2018 

"I didn't choose to love you," I whispered. "But now that I do, no storm is strong enough to keep me away from you."

Nyah Hunter has always believed in love at first sight. When she first sets eyes on James Parker, ‘Big’ to his friends,

Nyah realises he’s the man she’s been waiting for all her life. The only problem is, Big doesn’t want to know. He has his reasons for keeping the beautiful blonde at bay, but Nyah won’t give up without a fight. How can he make her see that the safest place for her is as far away from him as possible?

For Big, loving Nyah means risking more than just his heart. It means confronting a past too painful to process and recalling haunting memories too bittersweet to share.

Intent on protecting those he loves, Big sets out to defeat his demons, once and for all; a battle that’s likely to see him perish in the process. Only, he hasn’t counted on the unusual collection of individuals willing to work together for the greater good.

With fresh hope in his heart and an unlikely army by his side, Big dares to dream that this time, he might get to live free.

However, has he underestimated just how far his enemy will go to destroy him?

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I was being cruel. I knew it. I was losing my mind being so close to her, and I couldn’t bring myself to stop.

Her response was to tilt her head and moan lightly against my ear. 

“Look, Nyah,” I whispered, drawing closer to her hardened peak. “I’m barely touching you and yet, you’re about to come.” 

Her response was to push me harshly against the brick wall. I waited for her to raise her hand and slap me, instead her body hit mine with such force she winded me. Kicking my legs apart, she moved between them. 

Then she kissed me. 

She. Kissed. Me.

Her hot mouth plundered mine, and she took until I was the one who was breathless. Moving her hands roughly over my chest, she pulled at my shirt until it came loose, and she could feel bare skin beneath her fingertips.

This was not the way I thought this would go. The woman was out of control. I was loving every damned second of it. I wrapped my arms around her back and hauled her too me. We kissed to the point it became painful, but neither of us came up for air. I decided that if I was going to die here and now, in this courtyard, it would be worth it just to have witnessed this beautiful woman become wild in my arms.

I smiled against her mouth when her hand moved lower, and she crudely groped at my dick through the denim. I ground my hips against her hand, loving the feel of her fingers on me, my body instantly responding to her frantic touch. When she mewled her approval into my mouth, I was done for. I grabbed hold of her waist with the intention of turning us, until I was the one leading this fervent encounter we found ourselves in. She chose that moment to break the kiss and step back out of my reach.

A few feet away, she stood breathless and turned on to all hell. Her hair was in disarray, her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were burning into mine in a way I had yet to experience. I decided she had never looked more beautiful. She was like a fallen angel halfway to hell.

Me, I was confused as fuck, but in the best conceivable way.

She smirked at me and I narrowed my eyes. 

“You know, Parker?” She smirked. “I’m barely touching you, and yet, you’re about to come.” 

I swallowed hard, her intentions now clear.

“Well played, darlin’.” I grimaced, “Well played.”

She should leave now.

While we both wanted more.

I was left to contemplate the fact I’d just been owned by an angel, but she was no stronger than I was. Her body was humming in anticipation, the rise and fall of her chest making her breasts move in the most delightful of ways. Her eyes were pulling with desire, growing heavier by the second, as she fought for control of her senses.

I could barely hold my ground. 

But I had to, for both our sakes.

S E Cooper lives in Scotland with her husband, their two boys, two crazy cats and a bonkers bunny. She has always loved to read and write stories but it wasn't until she discovered the wonderful world of self-publishing and became inspired by some of her favorite Indie Authors that she decided to take the plunge herself. Her hobbies include spending time with family and friends, photography, reading and daydreaming.

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