Monday, 22 August 2016

Colourblind release day blitz!

Release Day Blitz!


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Cover designer: JC Clarke/Graphic Shed
Genre: Romance (Not erotic)



Summary


Summer Harris is beyond lost. An abusive relationship causes her to drop out of college and lose her purpose. That is, until the mysterious art lecturer, Max Masters, walks into her life. The two connect in a way neither can understand.


Summer is astounded to learn that Max’s lecture choice is her favorite mood artist, Madame Mirabell. Max has his own secrets and demons to fight, but with Summer in his life, he feels he may, one day, be able to win.


A broken mirror. Seven years of love, betrayal, lies, and heartbreak. Can two beautifully broken souls heal each other before losing themselves completely?



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Excerpt:


I pulled up outside Rose Cottage, noticing Max’s face in the window.
“Hey,” I called as he opened the door. He seemed a little taken aback standing there watching me. Was he going to let me in or not? “Is everything okay?” I asked, worried that I might have come at a bad time.
“You look different with your hair down,” he muttered, snapping out of his thoughts to open the door wider for me.
“Oh, yeah. I…I…always wear my hair up when I’m working,” I stuttered, realising he must have been annoyed that I’d worn my hair down today. Maybe he wanted to draw me with my hair up. I knew some artists visualised their work before even beginning to draw it. That was how I always used to do it anyway.
“I’m sorry. Did you want me to put it up?”
“No.” Max frowned, shaking his head at me. “Why don’t you make yourself comfortable in the living room? I was just about to make myself some coffee. Would you like a cup?”
“Yes, please. Black with one sugar,” I replied before wandering into the living room. I tried to shove my slight nervousness down to the bottom of my stomach. Could I really do this?
Max had already set out all of his art materials. I realized we had another thing in common as I took in the charcoal pencils and large, white canvas. Some of his art equipment looked old, as if it had been handed down to him. I wasn’t sure why I was so intrigued to find out more about this man, but I wanted to know everything I could.
“Here you go, Summer.” Hearing his voice come from so close behind me made me jump. I’d become absorbed with looking around at his art materials. It had been so long since I’d seen any paraphernalia like this.  
“Thanks,” I whispered, taking the coffee from his hand. I couldn’t help but notice we both took our coffee black, and it made me wonder if he took one sugar, too. “So, where do you want me?” I’d just made myself sound like a hooker.
“The stool, if that’s okay.” Max choked a little on his coffee. I was blushing as I walked over to the stool. Would I ever stop making myself look like an idiot in front of this man?
I perched on the small, dark brown stool, not really sure how to pose. I’d never done anything like this before. Most artists preferred being behind the canvas, and I was no exception. This was a little too exposed compared to what I had been used to. Deep down,  I knew I was only doing it because of Max.
“Just relax, Summer.” He smiled, touching my shoulder softly. “You’re going to be sitting for a while.”
“I have no idea how you want me to pose. I’ve never done this before.”
“Just be natural,” he murmured, moving to sit behind the canvas. I was a little annoyed when he did because it obscured my view of him.
“So, have you come to Dorset just to sketch?” I asked, making conversation while trying to peer around the canvas.
“I’ve come for inspiration, actually,” he answered. It looked as if he was getting all his materials ready.


About the author

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B.L. Wilde is a British author obsessed with many things, including heated love stories and sexy men.


She can often be found at her desk working on her next project, or looking at eye candy online for research purposes.  She is a sucker for happy endings, but will always make her characters work for it.


If you enjoy romance, suspense and erotica, let your imagination run 'Wilde'.


Links:
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Saturday, 16 July 2016

Colourblind By B.L.Wilde Cover Reveal

COVER REVEAL

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Cover designer: JC Clarke/Graphic Shed
Genre: Romance (Not erotic)




Summary

Summer Harris is beyond lost. An abusive relationship causes her to drop out of college and lose her purpose. That is, until the mysterious art lecturer, Max Masters, walks into her life. The two connect in a way neither can understand.

Summer is astounded to learn that Max’s lecture choice is her favorite mood artist, Madame Mirabell. Max has his own secrets and demons to fight, but with Summer in his life, he feels he may, one day, be able to win.

A broken mirror. Seven years of love, betrayal, lies, and heartbreak. Can two beautifully broken souls heal each other before losing themselves completely?





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Expected publish date 19th August 2016 



About the author

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B.L. Wilde is a British author obsessed with many things, including heated love stories and sexy men.

She can often be found at her desk working on her next project, or looking at eye candy online for research purposes.  She is a sucker for happy endings, but will always make her characters work for it.

If you enjoy romance, suspense and erotica, let your imagination run 'Wilde'.
Links:
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Friday, 5 June 2015

Wonderlust Cover Reveal

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Wonderlust
By B.L.Wilde


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Cover designer: Laurynne Gouws
Genre: Erotic Romance
Expected release date; 1st August


Summary:


Natasha White has always been unlucky in love. The men she falls for only want one thing from her, and it isn’t commitment. When her boss and on/off fling announces his engagement to another woman, she finds herself running from her feelings for him by taking a job as a personal assistant to the legendary rock god, Alex Harbour—half a world away.
Her new boss is sexy, damaged, and insatiable, but Natasha has been a fan since she was a young girl. Conflicted by her emotions, she begins a love/hate relationship with the egotistical rock star.
Alex’s intentions toward her are clear from the moment they meet, but Natasha isn’t about to run from one emotionless connection to another. She is determined to keep her distance from her childhood crush, by any means necessary.
When lust begins to cloud her mind, however, she becomes hell bent on protecting her heart. What good could ever come out of falling for a rock star, anyway?


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Excerpt:
Claire and I took the lift to the top floor of the hotel.  I’d never been in the penthouse suites of the Dorchester in London before. I was hoping I could take a look around at some point.
“So the second round of interviews is in the penthouse?” I mused, following her as the elevator doors pinged open.
“It’s for security purposes. The press will be arriving later today, so we’ll need the space. It gets a little crazy.” I quickly followed her as she opened the grand, double doors in front of us. “You can wait here. Help yourself to anything you’d like.” She gestured toward the corner of the room where tea, coffee, and delicate pastries were on display.  With a quick glance at me, she left me alone in the room.
It intrigued me that I was the first woman to make it to the second interview. From talking to Gina, I’d gathered this PA job was for a man. Now my mind was racing, wondering who it could be. I walked over to the corner of the room to pour myself a cup of coffee while I pondered that thought. Maybe it was a new and upcoming artist. It would be exciting to witness everything first hand.
I heard a door open and close behind me a few moments later. Did another woman make it through to the second stage already? I hadn’t even been upstairs for ten minutes.
I turned, almost dropping my coffee at the sight of the person in front of me. Alex Harbour was across the room, frowning at me. The teenager inside me took charge, and I stood there drinking him in. Christ, the man was sexy! He was a walking orgasm. Clearly, it wasn’t photoshop that made him look good, either. He was seriously just that hot! His jeans hung low off his hips, and I tried to stop my eyes from lingering on his huge bulge. I’m not sure I completely succeeded, though. His legendary white V neck T-shirt clung to his well defined torso, and revealed part of the crucifix tattoo on his upper chest. Most of the skin on his arms was covered, but I knew every detail about his tattoos, anyway. They were forever embedded in my memory. His light brown hair was much shorter but still unruly, and as he drew closer toward me, his piercing, clear blue eyes began to make my heart race.
Shit! Was this job to be his PA? I couldn’t do that! I was on the verge of an orgasm just looking at him!
“How did you get in here?” he finally asked, tilting his head while giving me a panty ruining smirk.
“I…I…” Jesus, why couldn’t I speak? My mind was in a haze, thinking back to my earlier years when this man and his voice meant everything to me.
“You shouldn’t really be in here, Gorgeous. We’ll need to make this quick,” he tutted. I frowned, trying to snap out of the ridiculous daze I was in. I didn’t even register what he meant until he began to undo the belt on his jeans. “Start stripping. I don’t have time to take your clothes off, too. We only have a few minutes at the most.” What? Was he for real? “Gorgeous, clothes…now. I literally have five minutes before Gina arrives. If you want a piece if this, you’ll need to move fast.”
“Excuse me?” I spat, finally coming out of my daydream. Alex’s eyes widened at my outburst. It didn’t matter that he was sexy as hell. This man was clearly a complete asshole. “You think I’m going to have sex with you?”
“Isn’t that what you groupies sneak up here for? Who let you in? Was it Steve? He knows my type well. You’re really cute.” A groupie! Anger raced through my veins. Oh, this dickhead was going down.


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About the Author:
B.L. Wilde is a British author obsessed with many things, including heated love stories and sexy men.
She can often be found at her desk working on her next project, or looking at eye candy online for research purposes.  She is a sucker for happy endings, but will always make her characters work for it.
If you enjoy romance, suspense and erotica, let your imagination run 'Wilde'.


Author links:
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Sunday, 25 January 2015

Cover Reveal - Clarity (The Seductors Series 3.5)



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Clarity
The Seductors Series 3.5
By
B.L.Wilde

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Cover Design: Jo Matthews
Genre: Romance/Erotica
Expected Release Date: February 20, 2015


Summary:
When you find a love worth fighting for, nothing can stand in your way.
Jade Phillips is that love for me, and I’d follow her to the end. I’ll stop at nothing to make her happy, including doing everything in my power to make her mine for eternity.


She is my clarity.


You’ve read Jade’s side of the story, now Oliver gets his turn…


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Excerpt:
It still felt surreal holding this precious woman in my arms. I needed to pinch myself, just to be sure I was here.
“That was even better than the first time against this wall,” Jade whispered into my ear.  I’d never seen her eyes look so alive before. Her cheeks were flushed, her breathing erratic. She’d never looked more beautiful.
“You wait until I get you in the bedroom,” I hummed, playing with the zipper on her dress. I was such an animal when it came to her. I hadn’t even bothered to undress her while I’d fucked her against the wall. Having to remove her panties would have wasted precious time, so I just pulled them to the side.   
“What are you waiting for, then?” I loved a challenge. Taking her hand in mine, I led her into the bedroom.
“I’m going to show you what it’s like to be truly mine.” Slowly, I pulled the zipper down on her dress, pushing it off her body. No bra…heaven! She was so perfect, my cock was leaking at the thought of being inside her. As I ran my fingertips down her bare back, her breath hitched. “Go and sit in the middle of the bed,” I ordered. She did as I asked, which surprised me. I’d learned how forceful Jade could actually be in the bedroom, and I was looking forward to watching the dynamics of our relationship. It was clear we both liked to lead.
“Are you joining me?” she purred, hugging her knees as she tried to act innocent. I now knew she was far from that, and I loved her even more for it. Quickly, I stripped in front of her. Her eye’s were fixed on me as I crawled up the bed. My cock was already standing tall and proud. She was still wearing her panties, but I planned on ruining them like all the others before.
I came up behind her, pulling her flush against my chest.
“I’m going to caress every inch of your skin with my fingers and lips,” I whispered, sucking on her earlobe. At my words, she went slack against my chest. I began at her shoulder, exploring my way across her back to her other shoulder. My hand moved around to her front, massaging her breasts, teasing her nipples by rolling my thumbs over them. Her head fell back and rested in the crook of my neck as I moved my hands lower over her ribs. “Spread your legs, Beautiful.” I couldn’t wait to see how wet she was for me already. I moved closer, using my own legs as leverage to keep hers apart. I was about to drive her crazy, and I wanted her legs open as wide as possible for it. I wanted her orgasms to ripple through her entire body.
My hand snuck into her panties while I continued to place soft kisses against her shoulder and neck. She was gloriously wet.
“O…oh, Oliver,” Jade moaned, lifting her ass slightly as she rocked to the gentle rhythm of my fingers stroking her clit.
“I’ll spend every single day worshipping you like this if you want.”
“Yes!”
“I’ll fuck you raw some days, too. You seem to have that effect on me.” I chuckled, pulling on her earlobe with my teeth, which caused her to inhale sharply. Even now it amazed me that I could have this kind of power over her. I mean, she was a Seductor, or had been a few hours ago. Surely she’d met many CEOs in her line of work, but I must have been different. I’d seen it in her eyes when I found her in San Francisco…maybe even sooner. Jade loved me. I may have gone to the extreme in setting her free, but she was it for me. I would never want anyone else.
Jade began to fight against my legs holding hers. She was close, I could feel her body begin to convulse as I continued to tease her clit. “You’ll need to absorb the pleasure, Beautiful. I’m not going to let you move.”
“O…Oh, please,” she begged. I held her tighter, quickening my pace. Then she fell, screaming out my name while she struggled to control her orgasm.
“That’s what it feels like to be truly mine,” I purred into her ear moments later.
“I’m an extremely lucky lady,” she panted, turning to look at me while she caught her breath. We were both lucky. Jade had a playful look in her eye. Something told me it was payback, and I’d suffer gladly, all in the name of love.


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Start The Seductors Series today!

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About the author
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B.L. Wilde is a British author obsessed with many things, including heated love stories and sexy men.


Fully supported by her husband, she can often be found at her desk working on her next project, or looking at eye candy online for research purposes.  She is a sucker for happy endings, but will always make her characters work for it.

If you enjoy romance, suspense and erotica, let your imagination run 'Wilde'.
Links:
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Monday, 8 December 2014

Forbidden Awakenings
Book One in the Awakenings Series 

By Lisa Bilbrey


NOW AVIALABLE ON AMAZON!

  Summary:

Elle Reid and Sadie Williams are best friends, turned lovers. Always considering themselves to be friends with benefits, they opt to let loose and celebrate after landing a high-profile project with the best architecture firm in San Francisco.

Callum Davis and Derek Flores have been the best friends since they met freshman year. While they've admitted their attraction to each other, neither have the courage to act on their feelings, both fearful of losing their friendship. At least, not until they meet Elle and Sadie at Club Venom.

Elle, Sadie, Callum, and Derek embark on a life-changing journey that defies what society tells them is normal. But when you find yourselves in love with multiple partners, how do you choose? And what will happen when their families find out about their unconventional relationship? Is their forbidden awakening worth unraveling the secrets they've been keeping?




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“And when you moved to L.A., did you find what you needed there?”
Nodding, he said, “A part of it. I was terrified to leave home, but when I met Callum, got to know him, I found someone I knew I could count on. Callum’s my best friend, Elle. I’ve cared about him for a long time.”
“Are you in love him?” Elle questioned. Derek opened his mouth to reply, but clamped his lips together before he could utter a sound. “You are, aren’t you? You’re in love with him.”
“I don’t know,” he admitted, sliding his hand onto her hip. “I don’t know what I feel right now. He’s everything I never knew he could be. In my family, men aren’t supposed to love each other like this, Elle. They’re not supposed to want to kiss them, to make love to them, but I do want to kiss Callum and make love to him. I just . . . I just want him.”
“Hey, you don’t have to explain that to me,” she groused. “My parents would disown me if they knew anything about you, Callum, and Sadie. I learned a long time ago not to expect their approval, Derek. And not just because of my attraction to Sadie, either. They made it clear that I wasn’t the daughter they wanted me to be, but I’m okay with that because I’m happy with who I am. I have Sadie, and you and Callum now. My sister and her fiancĂ© love me, support me, and I’m all right, ya know?”
“You know I care about you, Elle, don’t you?” His tone was almost pleading. “You and Sadie — you’re not just a causal fuck for me or Callum. It’s important that you know that you’re both important to us.”
“Of course I do,” she murmured, trying to keep her emotions from betraying her. “I care about you, too, Derek. So much that it scares me.”
“What scares you?” he whispered.
Elle’s eyes closed, and she took a ragged breath. “I don’t want to lose you. The thought of not having you in my life makes my heart ache.”
“Look at me,” he ordered and her eyes opened in a heartbeat. “We are not leaving you, at least not unless you want us to. Do you understand that? Callum and I will never pressure you to give us more than you feel comfortable with.”
All Elle could do as tears filled her eyes was nod. The warm drops sprinkled against her cheeks.
“Don’t cry, beautiful,” he cooed, leaning forward and brushing his lips across hers.
“Then don’t be so fucking sweet,” she whimpered, smiling through the cascade of tears. “I trust you, Derek. You, Callum, and Sadie — you’re everything I never thought I deserved.”
With a kick of his foot, Derek sent their dishes crashing to the floor before closing the small space between bodies and reminding Elle how much he wanted her.





Obsessive, compulsive, slightly crazed, but enough about her personality. First and foremost, Lisa Bilbrey is a mom to three and a wife to one. She loves to write, and spends the majority of everyday writing. It's who she is, and what she's meant to be doing. Words are her life, the air she breathes, and the nutrients of her soul. Finding a love in the written word, Lisa Bilbrey started writing as a way to express herself and let her voice be heard. From the first word she wrote, she'd found her heart and soul.

Always willing to learn, she's spends much of her time trying to improve as a storyteller.


Guest Post

If you could invent any gadget to help you as an author what would it be?

That's hard because there is so much that helps me as an author. Music, coffee, sometimes wine, but I think if I could invent anything, it would be a time machine. As a lot of authors, I work, I have children, I have responsibilities. And of course, they come first, but I'd love to be able to just pause time and be able to write without worry about how late it is, or who is cooking dinner. So, yeah, I think I'd invent a time machine.... Or maybe, a coffee IV. 

Love that idea Lisa. I could do with one of those too. LOL


Make sure you check out Lisa's latest release. I know I will be.