Craving Billions: A Billion Reasons @authorelsakurt #amreading #romance

A Billion Reasons Excerpt by Elsa Kurt

Billionaires Club 3DGriff watched Jenna from the kitchen. Phillip’s surveillance photos had shown that she was pretty. However, in person, she was striking. Griff had lied earlier when he said he’d fallen asleep against the tree. He’d been observing her as she exited the bus, noting every detail. She’d seemed colt-like, with her long legs and round brown eyes and skittish, halting gait. He cursed himself under his breath. You fool, she’s a woman, not one of your horses. He’d hesitated too long, and their introduction had been awkward, to say the very least. Griff had let her believe that he was a hired hand with only the smallest twinge of guilt. He needed her to be unguarded. If she knew he was the elusive ‘boss,’ then she’d censor her words and behavior.1534337537093-jamie-haven-used-to-be-the-all-american-boy-next-door-but-that-was-then-and-this-is-now

From behind him came Tilly’s broken dialect. “Don’t know why you hire her if you going to watch her every move like criminal. For what? She look like sweet girl. Your private investigator say so, no?”

Griff sighed and gave Tilly a caustic look. “Tilly, you do realize this house alone holds millions of dollars in art. Never mind the horses. Or the wine cellar. Everyone who works for me gets vetted. And yes, Phillip said she seems clean.”

“So why is problem? You think she will steal precious dogs? Maybe she takes your Picasso under her skinny chicken arm or put in her small bag.” Tilly laughed heartily and slapped her ample thigh.

“He also said there was nothing on her. Her paper trail leads to dead ends. No history. Her certificate is a fake. She paid her rent in cash.”

“Again, so why you hire this girl?” Tilly, a full head shorter than Griff, tried to peek out around him.

He has everything money can buy,but no one to share it with.Because Grace would have wanted me to.

Everything about her was a red flag. Yet, when he pulled the glossy eight by ten photographs of Jenna Maxwell from the manila envelope, a small, familiar voice whispered in his brain, give her a chance. It was the voice of his wife, Grace—lover of strays and misfits, heart of gold, gone from him and this world six years. Grace would’ve taken one look at that young woman in those pictures and seen someone in desperate need. He could see it. It was in the way her narrow shoulders hunched, her side glance and tight expression caught frozen in the camera’s eye. The baseball cap pulled low in another. Phillip said she was hard to photograph, her head was nearly always down. Why, Miss Maxwell? The photographs, of course, never answered. So, he did the most impractical and illogical thing he’d ever done and hired her. His mind drifted back to the evening he received her first email.

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Meet one of the authors behind Craving: Billions, An Interactive Anthology, Elsa Kurt.

Elsa Bio PicElsa Kurt is a multi-genre, indie & traditionally published author, brand designer, and speaker. She currently has six novels independently published, as well as three novellas published with Crave Publishing in their Craving: Country, Craving: Loyalty, and Craving: Billions anthologies. She is a lifelong New England resident and married mother of two grown daughters. When not writing, designing, or talking her head off, she can be found gardening, hiking, kayaking, and just about anywhere outdoors. Or, you could just find Elsa on social media:

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Craving Billions: Kylie: Crossing Lines @ajreneeauthor #amreading #romance

Kylie: Crossing Lines Excerpt by AJ Renee

It’s not every day someone tells you you’re worth billions. Or that your granddaddy, who you love and adore, is gone. My mind can only seem to focus on the way he says my name.

We’ve worked alongside of each other for years. He’s a good-looking man. He’s smart, driven, kind, loyal, and he doesn’t back down. Why the hell am I reacting to him this way? Today of all days?Kylie Teaser

My focus should be centered on Granddaddy. Most sane people would focus on their grief or their shock over the impending change to their bank accounts. No, I’m sitting here wondering what Brendan Knight tastes like. Will his kiss leave me breathless? Will his touch leave goose bumps across my flesh? Does he feel this pull like I do?

His eyes darken as my tongue swipes across my bottom lip. He shifts in his seat, and when I drop my eyes, everything around me freezes. Brendan is as affected by me as I am him. The dress pants are tented, the long ridge of his erection is noticeable and jerks under my intense stare.

“Kylie,” Brendan groans a warning.

Clearing my throat, I rise from my seat. My cheeks are flushed, but there is no way I’m going to acknowledge his erection or the fact that my sex is slick with need. Need for Brendan Knight. The man I’ve only admired from afar.

Billionaires Club 3DWith the folder clenched in my hand, I force myself not to run out like some inexperienced woman. It doesn’t matter that I kind of am. No, I’m not a virgin, but I sure as hell haven’t slept around either. God it’s been too long since I’ve had a good dick in me…

He grabs my bicep before I can turn the knob. My gasp is faint, but he loosens his grip. His fingers encircle my arm. “I—I’m sorry.”

My heels pivot and I’m inches from his chest as I look up into his eyes. Arousal, confusion, fear, and his apology flash across in quick succession. His jaw is hard, and those full lips are pulled into a tight line.

All the feelings crashing over me in this single second of our inappropriate touch make me dizzy. In this moment, I don’t care that he works for me. I forget why we are even in this room. The only thought in my head is how he’s looking at me.

A man has never looked at me the way Brendan Knight is staring at me. It’s a heady feeling and I can’t take it anymore. I’m not sure who moves first, but our lips meet. No, a meeting is far too weak of a word to describe the way our lips crash together. We take and give, and when his tongue teases the seam of my mouth, I open without hesitation, eager to learn his taste.

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Meet one of the author behind Craving: Billions, an Interconnected Anthology, AJ Renee:

AJRenee5954AJ Renee is the author behind the St. Fleur series, Beauty Unmasked, Winter’s Surprise, Surviving Paris, and Finding Love at the Falls…. She’s a military wife and mother to three young girls. She graduated from the University of Central Florida with her Master of Science in Criminal Justice and a Bachelor of Science in Psychology while working at the library.

She loves to write steamy romance with suspense and a happily ever after. When she isn’t writing or interacting with her readers, you can find her spending time with her family or reading. AJ enjoys traveling, researching family history, and all things New Orleans.

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Craving Billions: Whatever You Want @Chevoque #amreading #romance

Whatever You Want Excerpt by Chevoque

Out of his close proximity, she released a held-in breath and entered the room. Inside, she realised she hadn’t even thanked him, so as she turned back, she found he hadn’t quite stepped away either, and their faces were millimetres apart.

Billionaires Club 3DThe silence persisted, as his smouldering eyes captivated her while her knees locked for a moment too long, before she stepped back.

“Uhm, thank you and goodnight. I seemed to have momentarily lost my manners,” she managed to say.

“Yeah, same to you,” he casually countered, which had her feeling disappointed, as she had hoped he also felt that electric buzz between them, but it clearly hadn’t affected him in the same way. His footfalls headed toward his room and then they stopped.

She peeked around the corner of the doorjamb and saw him look back over his shoulder. Her breath caught at the stark picture it painted, while nothing but the fear of consequences kept her from running after him.

“Just once?” he softly asked.

She took a steadying breath, knowing exactly what he meant. “Yes.”

He turned around with need in his eyes, while she rushed out of the room and met him halfway, with her arms already stretched out.

The collision of their bodies echoed in their lips finding each other’s, while his arms encircled her. The frenzied feelings burst into chaos as she felt his tongue slither over her lower lip before he nipped at the flesh.

A yearning mewl escaped her, and the little space left between them was closed as he lifted her up and she crossed her legs around his hips. Pressing her up against the wall, their tongues danced along with their bodies as he steadily ground his hard member against her sex.

Whatever this was meant to be, she’d rather not think about, but in a few seconds of clarity, she knew this went against the code of conduct for Salexis and her personal morals, so she pushed him away.

He immediately set her down and stepped back until he hit the wall behind him.Whatever You Want by Chevoque (TEASER 1)

Through the panting she found his eyes, familiar eyes she pretended to love for over a year, without realising she had done just that. It wasn’t the love she shared with Joel, it was different in every way, but she had avoided seeing it until now that she was close enough to see it in his eyes, knowing she would soon lose it.

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2018 2Chevoque was born as Rochelle de Beer on 15 May 1992 in Klerksdorp, South Africa, and as an only child, the world seemed like a lonely place, until she set her mind free and got lost in the worlds she created for herself. Her writing began at a young age and with numerous stories still waiting to be released from her mind, only time now seems to hold her back. She also has a degree in BSc. Environmental and Biological Sciences, because she’s a tree hugging animal lover, who hopes to never use her degree to cause cruelty. To learn more about Chevoque, visit her website: http://chevoque.wixsite.com/chevoque

Excerpt from Untouchable by K.L. Ramsey #amreading #romance

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Day 9 of 9 excerpts from Craving: Forbidden

Welcome to the ninth day of excerpts from Craving: Forbidden, we hope you enjoy our latest anthology. You can purchase this collection of novelettes for only .99¢ or read for free on KindleUnlimted. Download your copy here.

Untouchable by K.L. Ramsey

“Em’s craving chocolate cake and she may be in labor. I’m going to need to borrow your SUV and go check on her. I might be awhile, since we may have to head to the hospital, so she can be checked. I’ll drop you at your place first.” He motioned for Carter to follow, as he started to race out Kacey’s door.

“I should hang out here, help Kacey with her car, and maybe we could walk to the store.” Carter had them both whipping around to face him.

“Wait, what?” Kacey wasn’t sure if she liked Carter’s idea, that would mean they had to spend time together, alone. Although that was something that she always dreamed of, the possibility of it actually happening scared the shit out of her.Craving Forbidden Anthology Untouchable KL Ramsey #2

“Yeah, what? I swear to God, Carter, I don’t have time to make you repeat the bro code about little sisters. You need to keep your hands, and all of your other body parts, away from Kacey, clear?” Sam was eyeing Carter suspiciously, causing Kacey even more panic at the thought of being completely alone with him. There was a bro code? How did she miss them talking about Carter not being allowed to touch her? Did she get a vote in this or was it strictly between the two Neanderthals standing next to her?

“Yeah, yeah. We’ve talked about me not dating or touching or even thinking about your sister for years. I know the whole speech verbatim. But look at her, she’s not little any more, and we aren’t eighteen.” Sam didn’t seem happy about leaving them alone, but he had no choice. He shook his head at Carter and mouthed the words, ‘bro-code’ as he pulled Kacey in for a quick hug. He left, slamming her door on the way out. Suddenly, her little apartment felt even smaller and she was finding it hard to think, or breathe for that matter. She felt a little woozy, and thank goodness Carter seemed to notice. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into his side.

“Whoa, Kace, you okay?” He lifted her into his arms and carried her to the sofa, setting her down as if she were fragile. The man just lifted her up, as if she didn’t eat four donuts yesterday, and carried her across the room, and damn it, she loved every second of it.

“I haven’t had any breakfast yet, I must be hungry.” She liked the way he sat down next to her and pulled her into his body. She willingly climbed into his lap, still a little groggy from her dizzy spell.

“How about you let me make you something to eat and then I’ll take a look at your car.” Carter leaned in to kiss her temple, and the sweet gesture had her even more confused. He had never even looked in her direction, and now she was practically sitting on his lap and he was butterfly kissing her forehead.

“What the hell is going on here, Carter?” She tried to sit up from his hold, but he pulled her back down into his hard body.

“Don’t, Kace. Don’t pretend that you didn’t write a whole damn column about me. Don’t pretend that you don’t want me touching you, holding you, kissing you. I can’t believe you never told me, Kacey. Why?” She shook her head, wanting to deny everything that he just said but knowing that she had no defense—she wrote that column. Honestly, she meant every word that poured out of her last night, every damn sappy, loving word. She would forever think of Carter as the one who might have been, but now he was sitting on her sofa, touching her and kissing her, making her want more from him—so much more. Did he really understand what she wanted? Would he be willing to give her everything that she craved from him, or would he hold true to his ‘bro code’ with her brother?

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About Craving author K.L. Ramsey

K.L. Ramsey was born and raised in Maryland. As a child she struggled in school, having to attend speech and reading therapy. Her teacher told her that she would never be a very good reader; that English was just not her thing. She continued to struggle until eleventh grade, when she signed up for a Creative Writing class. Her high school teacher saw her potential and submitted a short story, that K. L. had written for class, to a local literary publication. The story was not only published but won an award for best short story. Knowing that someday she wanted to become a writer, K. L. received her BA in English from Salisbury State University.

K.L. Ramsey currently resides in West Virginia (Go Mountaineers!). She lives with hunky scientist, two now not so little people, and six fur babies. In her spare time, she likes to read romance novels, attend WVU football games and drink wine with girlfriends.

Tea or coffee? Coffee in the morning, to wake up and around three, in the afternoon. Tea (Earl Gray) when I’m sick or it is really cold out.

Paperback/Hardcover or ebook? Ebook, usually. But, I have attended a few signings and love to have authors sign their books!

Vampire or shifter? Neither- not my thing.

Cop or fireman? Sandwich- why choose?

Snow or sunny skies? Both! I am one of those rare people who love snow. How can you pass up a sunny day though?

Beach or mountain ski resort? Currently, I live in the mountains of West Virginia, but I hope to move to the beach in the next five to eight years. So, both.

Coke or Pepsi? I don’t drink any soda, or pop (depending where you are and what you call it).

HEA or a more realistic ending? Always HEA and if there is a baby born or conceived by the end of the book, I’m a happy girl!

Chick flick or action movie? Both! Chick flicks are for when my hubby is traveling for business and action movies are for date nights!

City or country? Country, but I’ve live in both. New York City was a fun place to live, but I do love the country.

More beautiful: Sunset or sunrise? Sunset because I’m a troll if I have to get up before sunrise!

Car or plane? Car, unless the plane is taking me to a beach somewhere.

iPhone or Android? Android

Mac or PC? PC

Kindle or Nook? Kindle

Listen to audiobook or read? When I edit, I listen to my book. When I read for pleasure, read on my kindle app.

Ocean/Lake or pool? Ocean

Eggs or pancakes? Eggs and French toast. I hate pancakes and I am awful at making them- just ask my kids, they’ll tell you.

Shower or bath? Shower

Cable or satellite? Neither

Handwrite or type? Handwrite personal letters and cards. Type everything else.

Introvert or extrovert? Extrovert (for the most part).

Morning person or night owl? Night owl!

Camping or luxury hotel? Luxury hotel with at least 4.5 stars! I don’t camp. If you see me out in the woods, run because I’m being kidnapped or chased by a bear.

Passion Flix or Hallmark? I haven’t had time to check out Passion Flix yet, but I do enjoy some Hallmark, especially at Christmas.

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Excerpt from Craving Forbidden by Ryan Jo Summers #amreadingromance

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Day 8 of 9 excerpts from Craving: Forbidden

Welcome to the eighth day of excerpts from Craving: Forbidden, we hope you enjoy our latest anthology. You can purchase this collection of novelettes for only .99¢ or read for free on KindleUnlimted. Download your copy here.

 

Crossing Jordan by Ryan Jo Summers
 
Fifteen minutes later, Jordan stood in the produce section of Cimarron Shores’ grocery store, studying tomatoes. A salad sounded good with her dinner. Beefsteak or cherry? Selecting two ripe beefsteak, she moved on to lettuce. Romaine or iceberg? A movement two rows over caught her eye, then a smile crossed her face as her heart skipped a couple of beats and warmth pulsed through her.
Will pushed a cart slowly along the apple and pear aisle, a confused look on his face. She had to admit, it looked cute on him. So did the tight, gray ARMY t-shirt under his untucked flannel shirt and painted-on blue jeans. Umm-umm. If they used him in their recruitment posters, ladies would be flocking to enlist in the Army.
“Hey, Will,” she greeted as their carts almost bumped. “Fancy meeting you here.”
Please don’t let him be scared off by Derek too. She found she was holding her breath.
A blush touched his stubble-roughened cheeks and he waved a long list clutched in his hand. “Hi. I’m trying to help Grams and Mom with their weekly shopping. Grams gave me a detailed list.” He shook the paper again. “But she left a lot of the details out.”
Jordan couldn’t help but smile at his clear confusion. Poor guy probably didn’t shop much—at least not for a café like The White Orchid. She liked his sheepish grin, enjoying how it made her toes curl and butterflies to take off in her stomach. She sucked in a deep breath to steady herself and gripped the cart handle. Then she moved around the cart so they stood hip to hip. She breathed in his woodsy aftershave. He smelled so masculine. And sexy.
“Maybe I can help. I’m pretty good at shopping.” She eyed his cart. He didn’t have 41698815_2111926765506481_2652317290837573632_nanything in there but a loaf of bread. He extended the list, relief on his face.
“Granny Smith apples. Six pounds,” she read. “What detail did she leave out for that?”
Will shook his head. “Grams isn’t a Smith. She was a Mead before she married Gramps and became a Larkin. So who is Granny Smith and what does she have to do with apples?”
Jordan swallowed her giggle, hiding behind brushing her knuckles over her chin. “That’s a type of apple, usually used for baking because they have a tart flavor.” She waved her hand to the signs over the apple bins. The light flickered above Will’s head as he scanned the names.
“I’ll be,” he said slowly, more color flushing his cheeks. He turned back to Jordan, that sexy boyish grin playing over his lips. “You must think I’m a real dunce.”
She thought he was real cute, and a strong desire to kiss him stole over her.
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Excerpt from Craving Forbidden by Melinda Valentine #amreadingromance

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Day 7 of 9 excerpts from Craving: Forbidden

Welcome to the seventh day of excerpts from Craving: Forbidden, we hope you enjoy our latest anthology. You can purchase this collection of novelettes for only .99¢ or read for free on KindleUnlimted. Download your copy here.

A Step in the Right Direction By Melinda Valentine

Fuck, he wanted a drink.

Just one. He knew for a fact Molly wouldn’t disappoint if he took her upstairs right now. He could grab a beer and they could have their own kind of party. He could feel his mouth fill with saliva. His stomach felt tight.

He pried Molly off himself. Without a word, he bolted to the bathroom.

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