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Two Curvy Girl – Billionaire Romances By Ellen Whyte Cover Reveal


Title: Two Curvy Girl – Billionaire Romances 

His Laughing Girl 
His Competent Woman
Author: Ellen Whyte 
Genre: Contemporary Romance 
 
 
 
 

 

 
 
 
 
 
 
This Curvy & Confident bundle contains two complete romances featuring big beautiful women and their yummy billionaires. Cheerful, light, contemporary reading.

His Competent Woman
In desperate need for money, Emma applies for a job with handsome billionaire Curtis West. She’s not really qualified for the job and to make matters worse, she loses her temper during the interview and fudges her credentials. Can she pull it off or will this end in tears?

His Laughing Girl
Curvy chef Sophie Weston has given up on love. But when she is hired to cater for a very exclusive house party, she falls instantly for handsome tech tycoon Richard Cummings. However, she quickly discovers that Richard has a shady past. Should she trust him or should she walk away before her heart is broken again?
 
 
 
As Andrea glared and Richard fussed, helping me out of my seat and handing me my bag, I caught a whiff of that clean scent again. It bypassed my heart and went straight downstairs, starting a pleasant pounding.
I love to flirt, don’t get me wrong, but that kind of reaction isn’t me. It caught me totally by surprise. So much so that I was standing there, gawping at him like a total fool, when Andrea’s cell rang. “It’s the Guardian,” she hissed. “They want to know about the new patent we registered. But it’s the girl from the gossip page, not the tech editor.”
“Excellent,” Richard was expansive. “You deal with it, Andrea. Give her the press release and fob her off on everything else.”
Andrea nodded. “Rebuff and redirect. Got it.”
She was clearly super capable, and I could see why Richard liked her. But he was abandoning her and cornering me! “Sophie and I will go ahead. I’ll order your tea and fruit for you.”
At that, Andrea actually growled at me, which was rather nice. Ignoring her petulant frown, Richard took my arm companionably and began walking me down to the dining carriage. “I was thinking this week was going to be complete hell, Sophie. I’m so glad you’re going to be there.” The grey eyes were warm. “At least you and I will have a bit of fun.”
He wanted to have fun. With me. “We’re going to have a blast,” I heard myself say. “Trust me!”
Breakfast wouldn’t lay me open to more than pleasant chat, I told myself. It wasn’t like we would be joining the Mile-High Club or whatever the railway equivalent was.
“They’ve got eggs Benedict and a sausage platter. Do you like eggs and sausages, Sophie?” Richard was walking right behind me, leaning down a little so his lips were near my ear. The feel of his breath warming my neck was giving me thrills.
“I eat everything!” I squeaked. “And there’s nothing like a hot sausage, is there?”
“Quite,” he chuckled. And the thrills from that dirty laugh went straight from my ear to my nipples.
It didn’t mean a thing, I reminded myself. My ears are sensitive. Even a blow dryer can give me shivers. It’s purely a physical thing. An involuntary reaction. Totally impersonal.
I’d just focus on business. Virgin had announced a new menu based on responsible British farming, a move that I wanted to check out. Also, it’s good to hobnob with clients. Word of mouth is how I get my clients, and with Richard Cummings knowing everyone in the model world, he’d be a good contact.
The train swayed, and Richard’s arm curled around my shoulders protectively. “Promise you’ll not abandon me,” he murmured. “Andrea is a clean-eating vegetarian.”
“Sounds hell.”
“Exactly,” Richard chuckled. “I want real food, and with you backing me up, I won’t feel guilty.”
I remembered Andrea’s disapproving frown and knew I’d enjoy teasing her. “Partners in crime,” I told him.
“To being wicked.” His grey eyes were laughing at me. “Together.”
The pleasant thumping in my knickers became a vigorous pounding. This man was gorgeous. I could feel his charm wrapping around me like a warm blanket.
Irresistible, right? I heard myself quip, “Are you Cumming onto me?”
He bounced right back, “Absolutely.”
Oh well, I told myself. It’s just a flirt fest. I have those all the time, and it hardly ever comes to anything. Because of the curves, probably. Men like me, but after we’ve had a laugh, they go to bed with someone skinny.
This was no different. I’d have a giggle with Richard, enjoy the charm and the good looks, lust after him a little bit, and know it was purely a game. Because tech billionaires with a penchant for A-list models don’t fall for curvy caterers.
“How about we have some Buck’s Fizz with that eggs Benedict,” Richard suggested as he settled me into a seat. He really had lovely manners. “I’m in a party mood.”
I took in the kissable mouth and the slanting cheekbones. “Sounds terrific,” I heard myself say. “There’s nothing as decadent as champagne for breakfast!”

 

Yes, yes, I know! But you only live once, right? And anyway, it was just a bit of flirting. What could possibly go wrong?
 
 
 
 
Ellen Whyte writes contemporary romance with sweet curvy girls. Her dark side comes out when she writes MC, Mafia, Cartel and super dark fantasy romance as AJ Adams
 
If you want to, please feel free to stalk her on her private Facebook page, open to the public, no Friend request needed. (Warning: she loves cats!)
 
 
 

 

 
 
 
 

 

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Violent Desires By Linnea May Blog Tour

Title: Violent Desires 

Author: Linnea May 

Genre: Dark Romance 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
I want real fear. Real submission.
She’s giving me all that,
and taking so much more.
 
 
I’m the last son. The one who doesn’t matter. I was never meant to inherit my family’s wealth, but my brother’s gutless betrayal left me as the only one still holding a fortune.

Now, with money to my name and the looks to match, women see me. They want me.

But they don’t know me.

I savor a very specific kind of leisure pursuit. I buy women to lock them up and make them submit to my will.

But this time, I want the real thing. Real fear, real submission. Someone special, who doesn’t play a role.

Someone like her.

A luscious lamb, curves all in the right places, and eyes so deep, I’ve lost myself in them before we even exchanged a single word.

She doesn’t know what’s coming. She doesn’t know that she’s going to be mine, my captive, my submissive, my possession. For as long as I please.

But something is wrong with her. She’s twisted, with a soul just as broken as mine.

She’s not playing by the rules, and that makes me want her that much more.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Linnea May loves to read and write about strong alpha men with loaded bank accounts and skeletons in their closets. Her heroes are as sexy and beautiful as they are broken – only to be fixed by the smart & captivating heroines who cross their paths. 
Originally from Europe, Linnea currently tries to befriend the lively squirrels in Rhode Island. ❤



 
 

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Violent Desires By Linnea May Release Blitz

 

 

Title: Violent Desires 
Author: Linnea May 
Genre: Dark Romance 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
I want real fear. Real submission.
She’s giving me all that,
and taking so much more.
 
 
I’m the last son. The one who doesn’t matter. I was never meant to inherit my family’s wealth, but my brother’s gutless betrayal left me as the only one still holding a fortune.

Now, with money to my name and the looks to match, women see me. They want me.

But they don’t know me.

I savor a very specific kind of leisure pursuit. I buy women to lock them up and make them submit to my will.

But this time, I want the real thing. Real fear, real submission. Someone special, who doesn’t play a role.

Someone like her.

A luscious lamb, curves all in the right places, and eyes so deep, I’ve lost myself in them before we even exchanged a single word.

She doesn’t know what’s coming. She doesn’t know that she’s going to be mine, my captive, my submissive, my possession. For as long as I please.

But something is wrong with her. She’s twisted, with a soul just as broken as mine.

She’s not playing by the rules, and that makes me want her that much more.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Linnea May loves to read and write about strong alpha men with loaded bank accounts and skeletons in their closets. Her heroes are as sexy and beautiful as they are broken – only to be fixed by the smart & captivating heroines who cross their paths. 
Originally from Europe, Linnea currently tries to befriend the lively squirrels in Rhode Island. 

 

 

Posted in Billionaire, Dark, Romance

Violent Desires By Linnea May Cover Reveal

 

Title: Violent Desires 
Author: Linnea May 
Genre: Dark Romance 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
I want real fear. Real submission.
She’s giving me all that,
and taking so much more.
 
 
I’m the last son. The one who doesn’t matter. I was never meant to inherit my family’s wealth, but my brother’s gutless betrayal left me as the only one still holding a fortune.

Now, with money to my name and the looks to match, women see me. They want me.

But they don’t know me.

I savor a very specific kind of leisure pursuit. I buy women to lock them up and make them submit to my will.

But this time, I want the real thing. Real fear, real submission. Someone special, who doesn’t play a role.

Someone like her.

A luscious lamb, curves all in the right places, and eyes so deep, I’ve lost myself in them before we even exchanged a single word.

She doesn’t know what’s coming. She doesn’t know that she’s going to be mine, my captive, my submissive, my possession. For as long as I please.

But something is wrong with her. She’s twisted, with a soul just as broken as mine.

She’s not playing by the rules, and that makes me want her that much more.
 
 
 
Linnea May loves to read and write about strong alpha men with loaded bank accounts and skeletons in their closets. Her heroes are as sexy and beautiful as they are broken – only to be fixed by the smart & captivating heroines who cross their paths. 
Originally from Europe, Linnea currently tries to befriend the lively squirrels in Rhode Island. ❤

 

 
 
 
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The Billionaire And The Virgin By Gisele St. Claire Release Blitz

 

Title: The Billionaire and the Virgin 
Author: Gisele St. Claire 
Genre: Romance 
 
 
 
 
 
Henry ‘H’ Carter from SOLD returns for your reading pleasure…

Fourteen years after losing his wife, Vee; and unborn child; Henry finds himself no longer fulfilled by his property empire and Club S – his fantasy club where he seeks no-strings satisfaction.

Then Vee’s half-sister comes to visit. The Amelia he remembers was 9 years old, not this 23-year-old very attractive blonde. Within hours, she’s turning Henry’s life upside-down. Is Henry finally ready to live life again, or will he continue to close himself off from love?

If you like stories of HOT rich alpha males, stories that pull at the heartstrings, and happy ever afters, read on…

This is the first in a new series about billionaire businessmen who featured in the Double Delights series, but can be read as standalones. Look out for the stories of Elias King and Aidan Hall coming soon.
 
 
 
 
 

 

 

 

 

 
If you’re into quick, hot and sexy erotica romance with a twist then you’ve found the right gal!
 I love staying up late and watching my characters come to life on paper.
 

 

 
 
 

 

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Bought By The Billionaire Brothers By Katy Nixon Cover Reveal

 

Title: Bought By The Billionaire Brothers
Author: Katy Nixon 
Genre: Menage Romance 
 
 
 
 
 
Auctioning off my innocence isn’t the craziest thing I’ve ever done. Well, it was, until the high bidder turned out to be not one, but TWO billionaire brothers.
 
One’s a smooth devil in a business suit, and the other is a devil-may-care bad boy. Their smirks, their voices, their touches make me feel intense, unfamiliar urges, conjuring up wild fantasies that shouldn’t make me shiver–but they do.
 
So… in for a penny, in for a pounding, I decide!
 
Dominic and Jacob Stone will pay off my crippling student loans (and then some), but there’s a catch. They want to catch me, and start a family!
 
This is a steamy, first time, MFM menage, BBW and billionaire, military single dad, marriage of convenience, not-so secret baby romance novella, with a happy ending and no cheating. 
 
 
Mister Stone—Dominic—had insisted we meet first in the lobby, as a kind of show of good faith and safety. Meeting in a public place, he’d written, was a good idea for all parties concerned in this potential transaction. With dozens of people floating in and out of the elevators of the thirty-story building, it couldn’t be much more public. 
 
With a sigh, the guard reached for the phone. “Have a seat.” He gestured towards a leather bench. 
 
No, thank you. I needed to stand. I needed to move. My nerves were getting the better of me, my hands cold and a little shaky despite the summer heat. If I stood, my sleeveless red sheath dress wouldn’t wrinkle. When I got up that morning, I had no idea what one wore to an interview as a… what? Mistress? No—that sounded too committed. Hymen vendor? Ugh. In the end, I decided to dress as though going to work, which was kind of true. 
 
My heels clicked on the polished stone floor as I walked over to an abstract metal sculpture on display. It stretched nearly twenty feet in the air, shining in the morning sun bending through the floor-to-ceiling windows. 
“What do you think?” a man asked behind me. 
 
It was a beautiful piece. “Kind of delicate.” It looked like it could fall over any minute, like metal pick-up sticks piled up dangerously high. 
 
“There’s over a thousand wire coat hangers there.” 
 
I looked closer. “Huh.” So there was. 
 
“You’re Evie, correct?” 
 
Swallowing hard, I turned to the voice. And looked up.  
 
Dominic Stone stood before me, his tall, dark and handsome figure like a shadow in the sunlit lobby.  
 
He was even hotter in person. Even if his charcoal suit came from a discount store—which it clearly didn’t—his attitude would be enough to command my attention. All those fanciful words, like charismatic, magnetic, and imposing, were all very appropriate when describing Dominic Stone. 
 
My three-inch heels barely took me to his shoulders, and I wobbled a little as his gaze ran over me. Just when I was about to turn my ankle, his hand shot out. The feel of his muscular forearm under my fingers had the exact opposite effect of steadying me. 
 
“Thanks.” My face burned, but I forced myself to look him in the eye. His eyes were rich, dark brown, as heady as strong coffee and gave me a similar jolt. When he tilted his head and his lips curved at the edges, I couldn’t tell if I amused him or he was just being polite. 
 
“You are Evie, right?” His eyebrows came together in a frown. 
 
“Yes!” I squeezed his arm, like subconsciously I thought he’d run away. But instead of shrugging me off, he used his other hand to tug my fingers down his wrist to end in a warm, tingling handshake. Both his hands were around mine, and he didn’t let go. I didn’t mind. 
 
“It’s a pleasure to meet you,” he said smoothly. “Shall we?” 
 
Shall we what? I blinked at him. 
 
“Go up to my office?” He nodded toward the elevator bank. “Unless you’d feel better staying here? Or we could go get a coffee or something.” 
 
I stared at him, the ridiculousness of this dawning on me. And then my big smart mouth got ahead of my brain. “Coffee? Does my virginity come with an espresso and a muffin?” 
 
His laugh sounded like a sharp bark, echoing off the stone floor. My face probably matched the crimson of my dress by then. With his hands still wrapped around mine, he pulled me closer. I shivered as his warm breath caressed my bare shoulders. 
 
“No, Evie, I’ll pay extra for the coffee. But I like it sweet and milky, not dark and bitter.” 
It could have been five minutes or fifty before the car finally stopped. His ravenous kisses had depleted me of oxygen; his caresses stripped me of sense.  
 
“We’re here.” 
 
I looked out the window at the underground parking lot. Fluorescent lights glinted off luxury cars and allowed for no dark corners.  
 
The car door opening startled me, piercing our hazy bubble of backseat lust. 
Jacob Stone leaned his head in, his arm braced against the roof of the limo. “We’re here,” he echoed his brother’s announcement. 
 
My mouth fell open. “Were you there the whole time?” 
 
He smirked at me, his blue eyes blazing. “Define ‘there.’” 
 
“Or ‘the whole time,’” Dom muttered, making my head whip around to look at him. “Out you get, Evie.” 
My gaze swiveled from Dominic to Jacob. What did this mean? Both of them? Again? My insides flipped at the idea, but not in a bad way. “Out I get,” I repeated faintly. 
 
I focused on getting out of the car without flashing anyone, before realizing that it was immaterial. The butterflies in my belly fluttered wildly as I walked between them to the elevator bank. As we rose, the weightless sensation in my body was not just due to the speedy ascent. I squeezed my thighs together. The heat of the brothers’ bodies on either side of mine both stifled and comforted me. 
 
We were all silent as the elevator door opened directly into a massive apartment. Dom took my hand and led me into the marble-floored foyer.  
 
“Shoes, Jake!” he reminded his brother. Jake rolled his eyes before toeing off his shoes. 
I stepped out of my heels, my feet immediately soothed by the cool, hard floor. 
 
Immediately I felt more delicate, uncertain—as though my shoes had boosted my confidence as well as my height. When I tilted my head back to look up at Dom, his large hand cradled my jaw, brushing my apprehension away with every sweep of his thumb. 
 
Tingles. Sizzles. Vibrations. I felt them all inside me, like a fizzing candy dissolving on my tongue. Then, when Jake’s hand landed on my lower back, I reflexively arched into it. 
 
“We got you,” he assured me as he swept my hair off my neck and dropped a kiss there. 
Oh my god. I stumbled forward a little. “I can’t—not for the first time—”  
 
There was crazy, and then there was just outright insane. No matter what secret fantasies I might have, or what smutty stories I might read in secret, I never expected my first time to be with more than one person. In the back of my head, I thought to myself, “If my daughter asks someday about my first time, I can’t tell her I got a two-for-one special!” 
Jake clapped his hand over his mouth as he barked out a laugh. Oh crap. I said that part out loud. Dom glared over my head at his brother and took my hand. “You don’t have to.” 
My head spun. 
 
“Look at me, Evie.” I did. “It’s just us right now, okay? No expectations.” At my raised eyebrow, he chuckled and added, “Okay, there are some expectations, but I will never hurt you. I promise you that.” 
 
I believed him.  
 
Thirteen steps took us into a cavernous living room, where Jake flopped onto a modern leather couch. With my hand still in Dom’s, another seventeen took us down a hallway to a large bedroom filled with dark wood and creamy fabrics. The massive bed was unmade, and the curtains wide open to let the starlight in. 
 
“I left the bathroom light on,” Dom murmured to himself. The strip of light from his ensuite stretched across the light carpet like an arrow pointing to the bed. 
 
“Do you want to turn it off?” I asked shyly, hoping for a little more darkness to hide my body. 
 
“Not a chance, beautiful.” He squeezed my hip. “If I had my way I’d put on every light in the place so I could see every inch of you.” 
 
A squeak escaped me. 
 
“But I won’t, because I want you to be comfortable.” We both smiled as our eyes met. “Well, as comfortable as this situation allows, anyhow.” 
 
“Then keep touching me, Dom. Please touch me.” His hands made me nervous but his gaze excited me, his admiration swelling my confidence. 
 
“Oh baby, this is just the beginning.” 
 
 
 

 

 

 
 

Katy Nixon is the playful alter ego of the already playful Nikky Kaye, who is the alter ego of— wait, I’m not telling you that! Damn, I’d make a terrible secret superhero. I love reading and writing funny, sexy stories. I am over-educated and under-organized, and have a terrible habit of adding more books to my Kindle than I can possibly read. My auction experience is limited to eBay and viewings at Sotheby’s and Christie’s in New York. The only double penetration I’ve had is being sandwiched in my own bed by my young twin sons. Today, the biggest risk I took was having cotton candy for dinner. And it was fucking delicious.

 
 
 
 

 

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The billionaire and the bad girl by Bella Love-Wins Blog Tour

 
 
Title: The billionaire and the bad girl 
Author: Bella Love-Wins 
Genre: A Fake Girlfriend Romance 
 
 
 
 
 

 

 

 
 
 
Fake Girlfriend…Real F*ck Buddy… More sparks than I bargained for.Liam O’Sullivan just told the world that I’m his girlfriend. 

He’s a liar — there’s a difference between making a commitment and casually hooking up with him for years on account of his generous… package.

But that commitment changes everything for me. One little lie sets my career into motion, but also puts the spotlight directly on us… the happy couple. 

He’s an arrogant, filthy-talking, sexy bastard with questionable family ties… who just changed my world for the better. 

Almost overnight, I start to reap the rewards of what Liam sowed by saying those three words. 

But it’s a lie he told just because he could. We can’t keep this up forever.
I force him to agree that we’ll end the charade as soon as the opportunity presents itself.

I’m a smart girl. No biggie at all. I’m certain I can handle it.

I just don’t expect to fall in real love with my fake boyfriend.
 
 
 
 
 
 

 

 

 

 

 

 
 

 

 
 
 
Bella  Love-Wins is a USA Today Bestselling author (Alphas for the Holidays, Shifters in the Snow: Bundle of Joy, and Shifters in the Shadows). She loves writing steamy, high-action romance stories about bad boys, billionaires, and alpha males who know what they want and aren’t afraid of laying claim to the women who catch their interest. She craves a happy ever after ending. In her spare time, Bella enjoys reading, hiking, the countryside, and traveling to destinations unspoiled by commercial tourism, like Las Vegas.
For the next while, you’ll find her plotting and writing about her latest stories in Toronto.