REAL UGLY (Hard Rock Roots #1) - A New Adult Rock Star RomanceMature - Ages 18 and Up. Contains sex, drugs, violence, and rock 'n' roll.From the Amazon Bestselling Author of 'Losing Me, Finding You' and 'Keeping Never'"These are real people with real problems. This is real life, and it's real f*cked up."Turner Campbell is an asshole.I fcking hate him.But I can't get enough either.He sings like an angel and fcks like a devil.If I could, I'd run away and never look back because to tell you the truth, I think this man might be the death of me.& & &Naomi Knox is a bitch.I can't fcking stand her.But I can't stop thinking about her either.She looks like an angel and plays like a devil.If I could, I'd fck her good and forget all about her, but to tell you the truth, I think this woman might be my last saving grace.Also Available From CM Stunich-Tasting Never (New Adult Contemporary Romance)-Losing Me, Finding You (New Adult Biker Romance)-Hell Inc. (Comedic Paranormal Romance)-The House of Gray and Graves (Urban Fantasy)REAL UGLY EXCERPT:A gasp goes up on my right and Turner appears out of nowhere, snatching my mic from its stand and grabbing Hayden around the waist. He makes a little 'come on' gesture at me and then leans forward and grabs my lips with his.I don't stop playing; I can't. Even if I wanted to, I couldn't stop the burst of f*cking power that's just taken hold of me. I'm both a victim and a master to it as it draws my hands along the neck and plucks strings with a violent fervor that both scares and amazes me. Hot wet heat takes over my mouth and pulls the rest of the inner me out, and then I'm kissing Turner back hard and fast and furious while the world's most intense riffs are just pulled straight through me, cutting me up and bleeding me over the stage. Views: 68
The taboo turns me on. The dirty. The filthy. The nasty. The man your mother f*cking warned you about... is me. Hold onto your panties, ladies. Lucas Carter is here to show you the dark side of the sheets. Views: 64
"I'm dying to be beautiful.”My story isn't unique. You've heard it before. I'm just a girl who doesn't eat as much as she should. See, I have goals, big ones, and nobody is going to stop me, not even a boy named Emmett. He has good intentions and he's hot as hell, but he doesn't understand what it's like to want something so bad that you'll do anything for it. I'm going to become a model, even if it kills me. Dream big or go home, that's what they always say, right?Also Available From CM Stunich-Broken Pasts (Contemporary Adult Romance)-She Lies Twisted (Young Adult Paranormal Romance)-Hell Inc. (Comedic Paranormal Romance)-The House of Gray and Graves (Urban Fantasy)-Tasting Never (New Adult/Contemporary Romance)PAINT ME BEAUTIFUL EXCERPT:Emmett looks up at me, and the moonlight catches on his brown eyes, making them shimmer with color and life. I think I could get a crush on this guy pretty easily. If I had time for crushes, I would welcome Mr. Sinclair with open arms. As things stand, this could be our first and last date. I decide that if it is, at the very least I should at least let myself taste those lips. They're puffy and pink and far too nice to be on a man's face. Admittedly, I'm a little jealous. I scoot forward and lean over, putting my hands on either side of Emmett's knees, dragging my breasts against his jeans as I press my face close and let my eyelids flicker shut.As if on cue, he moves into me, tangling his hand in my hair, pressing hot heat to my cold lips, tasting me with long teasing strokes of tongue that cut through my cold shivers and replace them with sudden contractions of my muscles as my body cries out hungrily, desperate for another bite. I hold back, denying it with sheer strength of will. Just as I deny myself calories for fear of the repercussions, I will deny myself Emmett Sinclair and whatever it is that he's offering. We just met today, and he's making me think weird things, putting strange thoughts in my head. I don't know how or why, but he sees that I need help, and he's willing to give it.I touch the back of Emmett's neck, run my fingers up into his shaggy hair and pull his hat away so I can tease and stroke and explore. Our kiss lasts minutes, stretches out long and warm, twists like taffy and solidifies into this little nugget of something. If I thought I was going to be able to escape Emmett after one date, I was wrong.I want … no, need more, and like food to my hungry body, I can only resist so long before it kills me.BOOK TWO: COLOR ME PRETTY RELEASES IN APRIL! Views: 62
When you're born wrong, sometimes you get bent and you get f*cked. Sometimes your life takes you places you don't want to go. Sometimes, it does. Dax McCann is as cold as ice. I'm intrigued by him. But I can't get close to him either. His music strokes my soul, butchers my broken heart. I wish he'd see me, but he only sees her. It's been so long since I've had to care that I'm not sure I can do it anymore. Now, tell me, why is there a gun to my head? & & & Sydney Charell is … interesting. I want to touch her, kiss her, posses her. But I don't understand her. She dances on poles and can't carry a tune to save her life. I feel like an outsider on the in, but I have too many secrets to hide. Naomi Knox has my heart, but I think I might need it back. I want a chance to use it before it breaks. Or splatters. Blood will be spilled; I just hope it isn't mine. Views: 61
Ginger's life was already full of clichés – sexy demons in business suits, smart mouthed genies, and angry, French kissing yetis to name a few – so what was wrong with one more? Why shouldn't she have sold her soul to the Devil for three wishes? Brendan Fraser did it in Bedazzled, so it couldn't be all bad, right? Too bad her sexy demon caseworker, Levie, wouldn't put down his romance novels long enough to tell her how to make them. With a slip of the tongue (seriously, all she had to do was say 'I wish?'), Ginger's boring life is now up … well, you know, a certain creek without a paddle. So whether he likes it not, Levie's going to help Ginger take care of some little problems. Her ex-addict mother is attempting to kidnap her, and on top of it all, Ginger's managed to bestow her 'gift' of supernatural sight on some fellow museum goers. Neither of these would be problems if Hell Inc.'s genies hadn't mysteriously disappeared. They're the only ones who can undo Ginger's wishes and get her off the hook. If only she could figure out where the hell to find them … Views: 56
***This edition of KICKED also contains two full-length bonus books in the back! Kicked: A Dirty, Flirty Football Romance Obsession. I know the feeling well. I'm the top draft prospect for the NFL, voted All-American last year, and a God at the University of Oregon. I didn't get here by fucking around or chasing fantasies—and I'll never forget where I came from. A guy like me only gets one chance to get out, to make something of himself. Passion. I thought football was my passion. But Teagan Fletcher, she's my obsession. My childhood friend is now a woman with curves for days and hair like fire. But she also hates me—and I don't blame her. I want her. But I can't have her. I need her. But I don't know how to let go. One way or another, I'll have it all: football … and Fletcher. ***KICKED is a standalone new adult sports romance with a happy ending and no cliffhanger. To celebrate the release of this bad boy, there are two free bonus books in the back: STEPBROTHER INKED and RAW AND DIRTY, both from C.M.'s pen name, Violet Blaze. All three are full-length novels, full of bad boys and tattoos, and loaded with hot, hot, hotness. Enjoy! EXCERPT FROM "KICKED": “What are we doing?” Teagan asked as I forced her to jog after me towards the tunnel. “Where are we going?” Her voice was breathy and patchy, and she panted as she ran after me, but she kept going, following me into the pitch blackness and down, down, down. At the halfway mark, I stopped, turned, shoved her back into the wall. “Tyce,” Teagan said, her voice high and reedy, like she was about to come in her panties just from looking at me. I reached up and tore my helmet from my head, tossing it aside and letting it bounce along the pavement beneath our feet. I was panting so goddamn hard in that moment, sucking in breath after anxious breath as my eyes flicked over her face, down her throat, across the full swell of her chest. I stepped forward and cupped the back of her head with a golden glove, leaned down and captured her mouth with mine. I kissed her hard and fast, frantic with time and need and desire. Less than five minutes. I bruised Teagan's mouth with my own, slid our tongues together, made her dizzy when I pulled back and looked her straight in the face. “We have five minutes,” I said and then we were working together to shove her pants down one leg, over her sneakers. Mine were next, pushed down halfway off my a**, my c springing free from my cup. I lifted Teagan up against that stone wall, slammed her back into the cool cement and let her curl her fingers in my sweaty hair. It was stuck to my forehead, probably a hot mess, but she looked at me like I was a god. I felt like a god there in that tunnel in the dark with thousands of fans screaming and pounding the pavement above our heads. In an instant, my coach or a security guard or one of the boys, they could come down here and find us screwing. I didn't care. Seriously. I didn't give a s.** Views: 52
A young adult paranormal romance from bestselling author C.M. Stunich...Sylvia Noe and Josiah Wakeham are a mated pair.Totally embarrassing, right?But kind of dreamy, too.Too bad his werewolf hunter mother won't stop trying to poison him with wolfsbane tea, or casting weird spells on him in her attempts to turn him back into a human. As if Valentine's Day isn't tricky enough—there're roses and chocolates and jewelry and the big school dance to think about.It's the most romantic night of the year, but Sylvia and Josiah might have bigger things to worry about, like how to keep his mother from kidnapping him and sending him off to boarding school in Connecticut. Like, who does that? Even a silver plated axe isn't enough motivation to make Josiah want to go.Then there's the weird fight happening between their best friends. Love should be in the air, but it looks like it's filled mostly with silver crossbow bolts and misunderstandings. How lame is that?***A Werewolf Valentine's is a... Views: 52
