Excerpt Reveal: Come On, by Poppy Dunne

(Coming Together #2)
by Poppy Dunne
Release Date: December 8th

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He’s rich. He’s powerful. He’s gorgeous. And he’s my boss…

Men like Rafe McCarthy never change.

Privileged playboys who party hard and date even harder–if you can call that revolving door of actresses and models “dating.” It’s my job to wake him up, sober him up, and send him into his meetings at the family pharmaceutical corporation more or less on time.

Meanwhile, I’m spending every cent and spare second taking care of my family. It’s probably because I’m so distracted that I accidentally swap our phones–and get notified of an appointment I most definitely did not make for him. Turns out Rafe has been keeping a few secrets beneath that artfully disheveled suit… like a heart of gold.

Just when I thought he couldn’t get any hotter.

Obviously I can’t be held responsible for my actions after that. Not for making out with him in my kitchen. Or for insisting he include me in his secret mission. Or for making out with him again. And all that led to. Or for…

Okay, I definitely know better than to fall for my boss. Oops.

Come on ER Teaser 1

“You showed more vulnerability—more passion—in thirty seconds than I can remember seeing in anybody else in thirty years.”

 I swallow, lick my lips. I track my gaze down to his mouth. This is insane. This is stupid. This is the worst idea of all time. 

I’m fresh out of good ideas, though.

 “I’m not sure about passion,” I say, wondering vaguely if that was English. “I mean, I think I could show more.”

 Yes. I’m doing this, consequences be damned. Rafe grins, the electricity in his gaze singing in my blood. 

“I’m counting on it,” he growls, and kisses me. I give in at once, my arms wrapped tight around his neck. For a moment we’re locked together, tasting and exploring each other with our mouths, our lips, our tongues. I briefly take his bottom lip between my teeth, which makes him groan. Rafe cradles my head and kisses me deeper, his hand sliding down my back to cup my ass. Moaning, I press against him, feeling the hard, throbbing heat of an erection through his pants. 

“Yes?” he whispers, breaking off the kiss once. His entire body vibrates with need. This’d be the point of no return. Watch me skip past that point, flipping it the bird as I plunge off the sexiest cliff of all time.

 “Yes.” I barely get the word out before his mouth seals over mine again. He lifts me up, knocking the stool over as he does. I lock my legs around his waist as he carries me backwards into the living room. For a hundred heartbeats, I’m lost and drowning in him. Gently, he sprawls me on my back, the couch soft beneath me. Rafe presses down on me, and I run my hands through his hair as he tastes me again, kissing along my chin and down my neck. He plucks at the front of my sweatshirt, then lifts me up by the waist. In seconds, my sweatshirt is off, and my tee shirt follows. I’m sitting here in my bra, chest heaving as I gape at my boss. Meanwhile, he’s breathing just as hard as his gaze takes me in. His hands circle my waist, then trail up to cup my breasts.

 I have never been this wet before in my life. Gasping, I lie back down as he strokes me through the thin lace of my bra. Rafe’s mouth closes over my nipple, sucking me through the fabric. Moaning, I arch my back as he undoes the button of my jeans, as he starts to pull them off. Soon I’m in only a bra and panties, and he’s, unfairly, still fully dressed.

 “Let’s make it more equitable,” I murmur, tugging at his shirt. He grins, his teeth white. 

“Any woman who uses the word equitable during sex is the perfect woman.”

 I’m not sure how perfect I am when his shirt comes off and I’m face to face, or chest, or something, with an actual human Adonis. Pretty sure I start drooling at that point. Every line of his body is perfection, every toned and sculpted divot of his chest something of beauty. I can’t help myself and skim my hands along the iron-and-silk lines of his arms, his chest. I trail my fingertips down his (absolutely perfect) abs and find the thin, dark line of hair that tucks below his belt and all the way to— 

I think we’re both calling out sick from work. This is going to take all day, and I can’t wait.

About the Author:
Poppy writes books with relatable heroines who speak their minds and whose riotous inner dialogue reflects their complex characters. Her goal is to deliver a story that has equal parts heart, romance and humor. She loves writing characters who are relatable, especially heroines whose inner dialogue remind readers of themselves. Her heroes are swoon worthy, yet hold on to your suspension of disbelief, because they pick up their own socks and cook.

In her free time, she looks for hobbies other than Netflix and rage-tweeting. She lives in Los Angeles with her husband and children.

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Book Blitz & Excerpt: Violent Beginnings + Giveaway

Violent Beginnings
C. Hallman & J.L. Beck
Publication date: November 28th 2020
Genres: Adult, Dark Romance, Romance

The deal was sealed the moment she stepped onto that stage.

It was like seeing a ghost. Sunshine blonde hair, pale skin, and azure blue eyes that held a thousand secrets.

I didn’t know what caused her to end up on that auction block.
And I didn’t care either.

All I knew was that I had to have her…no matter the cost.

One-million dollars later and she became just that.

Mine to break.
Mine to use.
Mine to keep.

But we all have secrets and when I discover hers no one will be able to save her from me.

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“What’s your name?” I ask after we’ve been driving for a few minutes.

“Fallon,” she whispers, almost inaudible.

“I already know that. What’s your last name?”

I need to make sure she’s not related to Victoria before I let this go any further.

“Brice,” she says hesitantly.

Brice… I tap my fingers against the steering wheel. I’ve never heard of anyone by that last name before, but I’ll still have someone look into her when we get to the safe house. I have to be sure. I know just the person to do that.

Although, I’m sure my brother will not be happy that I’m contacting him for a favor.

I think further on questions I should ask her like this is a fucking date, and I didn’t just pay one million dollars for her body.

“Where are you from, Fallon?”

“Sun Valley.” She doesn’t offer any more than the bare minimum.

“Have you always lived there?”

“Yes.” A second passes, and then she asks the question that dooms both of us. “What are you going to do to me?”

Gripping the steering wheel a little tighter, I grit my teeth and answer her truthfully.

“I don’t know yet.”

I just don’t fucking know…

Violent Beginnings

Author Bio:

J.L. Beck is a USA TODAY BESTSELLING AUTHOR, she has written over fifty different romance novels. She started her journey of writing back in 2014 and hasn’t slowed down a second since then.

She’s captivated by real romance, and loves reading about strong “ALPHA” males, as well as sassy heroines that know or may not know what they want. She is best known for delivering a happily ever after but has ended things on a cliffhanger a time or two.

When she’s not typing away at her next book you can find her being a mom to her two adorable kiddos and wife to her high school sweetheart.

She’s obsessed with Starbucks, social media, and is definitely more of a dog person than cat.

Author links:
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Born and raised in Germany, Cassandra moved to the United States when she was eighteen. She always had a love for reading, that love slowly transpired into writing. She put fingers to the keyboard and started writing about the dark side of romance.

Cassandra is one half of the international bestselling author duo Beck & Hallman, who are most knows for the writing the Northwood University series.
The pair also write under the pen name Jenna Reed.

Author links:
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October Recap

So, the blog is just over a  month old now. I started it on a little bit of a whim and I’ll fully admit that it’s taken a lot more time than I anticipated to run it. Mostly because, in my early excitement, I agreed to far more tours and blitzes than I should have. I had to learn how long they take to format and how many I could post in a day without something getting buried. So, I’ve had a few minor early growing pains, but it’s balancing out now. And importantly, I’m still enjoying it.

I thought I might try and institute an end of the month re-cap of posts. I’m still hunting for an archival widget or page that I like. I want one that will list monthly posts, not simply take you to the first post of the month. I wouldn’t have thought this an unusual request. But my inability to find one proves me wrong. And I don’t want to have to do it by hand. When you see how many posts we’re talking about, you’ll understand how this could eventually seem overwhelming. In the meantime, here’s what posted in October.

Moon in Bastet was the first one (my first ever, truly) and Full Balance was the last to post in October.

So, what do you think; that’s one hell of a first month, right? I imagine November will look very much the same. But as I learn to pace myself, practice saying ‘No’ even when a book and it’s tour looks interesting, I’m hoping to slow things down a little. I actually love having so many books to post, but it’s too much, both for me time-wise and to fairly promo the books on the blog.

So, that’ October wrapped up. Don’t forget to join my newsletter on the home page (I promise not to spam you, in fact, I haven’t even sent one out yet) and follow me on Facebook, Instagram, and Twitter.

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