#bookrelease – The Hotter the Love – by @LeaBronsen

Hi and thank you so much for hosting the third and last book of the Hot Model Mine trilogy!thehotterthelove

After sexy cover model Yushka proposed, life is more turbulent than ever for erotic romance author Andrea. He is expecting a baby with his ex-girlfriend, who says she doesn’t want to keep it. How will Andrea’s sons take upcoming life changes? To make things more complicated, her ex goes to great lengths to coax her back, and one of her sons’ girlfriend is a tad too interested in Andrea’s young and very handsome fiancé…


On the writing front, Andrea anxiously awaits news on her latest manuscript submission, and she has to decide whether to accept her publisher’s offer to model in a sexy photo shoot—the same kind she and Yushka did in Cannes—in the hopes of making a new “Cover Photo of the Year”. Considering the erotic poses the previous photographer demanded, can Andrea model with another guy other than Yushka?

Excerpt

We enter a hall so big the tiniest sound echoes. It’s quite humbling. I shrink in my clothes and barely dare to breathe. Dark wood furniture towers over us, with a mix of contradictory smells—orchid-scented sanitizer and old dust—filling the space.

Shoes clamping on a hardwood floor, we follow the tall, silver-haired man into a living room with exquisite furniture, gold-framed mirrors, and classic paintings on the walls. Heavy velvet curtains adorn the windows, and an impressive floor-to-ceiling library on one side has to contain literary curiosities from every part of the world. Marveling, I study each magnificent object.

The man stops and glares across the room, his facial expression clearly one of annoyance. What an oppressive atmosphere.

Yushka stands beside him and stares in the same direction.

I follow their gaze. A young and strikingly beautiful woman is half-seated on a green velvet couch with her legs folded underneath her. Dark doe eyes and pink lips stand out in a pale, oval face. A waterfall of rich, glowing auburn-colored hair contrasts with her white dress. She looks cast in a scene from the Russian classic Doctor Zhivago. Beneath full breasts, a pregnant belly protrudes, far too round and big for her frail frame. Jekaterina?

My chest tightens. The more I look at her, the more her beauty takes my breath away. She’s the woman Yushka was in love with last year. The one he slept with and impregnated.

Her gaze is riveted on him, the recognition and warmth fiery.

I shoot him a glance. His features are tight, as if he’s trying to hide his reaction, but he doesn’t take his gaze off her. This is exactly what I feared. They’ve had feelings for each other. Maybe meeting now will revive them. He has fallen for her once, so why would he not fall for her again?

I feel bad, nauseous, want to get out of here. But she’s carrying the baby girl I’m going to call mine very soon. I need to overcome my unease. Hopefully, once the formalities are done, this is the only time we’ll have to meet.

She tells him a few words in Russian, her voice the cooing of a turtledove.

Yushka replies calmly, but his throat sounds choked. He grabs my hand, palm sweaty, and leads me to a sofa opposite hers. His discomfort is more than clear in his features. He tears his gaze from her and searches me, his expression vibrating with an intensity I seldom see. It hits me—he’s afraid.

I squeeze his hand. “Is everything okay?”

“Yes,” he replies instantly, but his tension is palpable.

My chest tightens to a painful level. What is he so nervous about? From his interaction with Jekaterina, this has nothing to do with the baby. It’s about them, their relationship, and me. Is he afraid he’ll have to choose between us?

Goodness, I’m delirious. I sit very still, take small, shallow breaths, and pray for everything to be all right. Then bolt out of this house after the arrangements are resolved.

Jekaterina addresses me, her dark pupils glimmering. “You’re very beautiful. Are you a model, too?”

I’m as taken aback by her speaking a fluent English as I am by her compliment, and need a few seconds to shake myself. “Um, no, I’m not.”

She raises a brow. “That’s funny. I would’ve sworn you were a model. So how did you two meet?”

“At an author conference.”

Yushka clears his throat. “Andrea writes books, and I’m featured on the cover of her last one.”

“Oh, how exciting.” Her lips curve upward. I can’t decide whether it’s a genuine smile or she’s faking it.

“Yes,” he continues. “That’s why we … uh … were bound to meet. They had organized a Meet-and-Greet for authors and cover models of their books.” Why does he sound like he’s trying to make an excuse?

She flutters her long lashes at me. “What kind of books do you write?”

Before I can answer, her father walks over to a cabinet and picks up a bunch of papers. “All right, enough chit-chat.” His voice booms like thunder.

 

Book trailer

https://youtu.be/ho7fOUvnFfw

 

Book links

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About the other books in the series

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The Perfect Shoot (book #1)

When Andrea Johnson, writing as author Cindy Vega, signed up for a Meet & Greet with the cover model of her latest book, she didn’t expect sparks to fly. Yushka is dangerously good-looking and too young for her. But their connection is instantaneous, and during a photo shoot with the two, the photographer picks up on their growing attraction. Seeing the potential for THE cover photo of the century, he decides to push their comfort limits…

 

Get The Perfect Shoot at http://www.evernightpublishing.com/the-perfect-shoot-by-lea-bronsen/

 

Mine to Love (book #2)

The writing conference in sunny Cannes was fantastical, a dream. Back at home, reality catches up with author Andrea Johnson and the sexy cover model of her book, Yushka. With tough working schedules, challenging family relations, and seductive temptation from all sides, the couple’s explosive romance is put to the test. Will their love be strong enough to have a future?

 

Get Mine to Love at http://www.evernightpublishing.com/mine-to-love-by-lea-bronsen/

 

About the author

 

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I like my reads hot, fast, and edgy, and strive to give my own stories the same intensity. After venturing into dirty inner-city crime drama with my debut novel Wild Hearted, I divide my writing time between psychological thriller, suspense romance, and erotic dark/contemporary romance.

 

I love to hear from my readers! Write to leabronsen@yahoo.com or meet me on:

Website / Lea’s Crazy Nights Blog / Facebook profile / Facebook page / Twitter / Amazon

 

 

 

#coverreveal – Healing Her Cowboy – @Totally_Bound

I have exciting news!!!

My story Healing Her Cowboy that will feature in the anthology Boots, Chaps and Cowboy Hatsbootschapsandcowboyhats_twitter

 

will also be released as a single title on 26th July 2016.

Which means…I’m lucky enough to have a GORGEOUS cover to go with it.

 

Here it is…

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I’m so excited about this one!

And here’s the blurb…

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Molly XXX

#halloween #excerpt #paranormal #romance

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!

I thought that as it’s Halloween, I’d post an excerpt from a wip. It’s an erotic vampire romance that I started quite a while ago and have yet to finish. Let me know what you think. Would you like to know what happens next?

©Depositphotos/margoblack

©Depositphotos/margoblack

Sean perched on the edge of the roof, looking up at the surrounding buildings. Despite his high vantage point, he could still feel the vibrations from the music that was blasting out in the club below. The nightclub was housed in the cellar of an old office building. It had been jazzed up recently by one of those big corporations that own chains of clubs and pubs and it seemed to be very popular.
The dated building was dwarfed by the others; a remnant from an earlier time. Sean found this strangely comforting. It was an anachronism, just like him.
The autumn wind whipped at his dark hair, tumbling his heavy locks down over his forehead, and stinging his sensitive eyes. He shook his head to free his hair from his long eyelashes and growled in frustration as the wind repeated its previous irritation. The biting winds carried a thousand aromas upon them and he could pick them out at will; savour each one, then cast it away just as quickly. It was a skill that he had perfected over the years and one that had not come easily.
Noises from below caused him to look down. A few drunks tumbled out of the club and into the alleyway, laughing and hiccupping before cursing as the chill winds threatened to return them to almost immediate sobriety. The corners of his mouth twitched when one of the drunks began to slur an old Irish ballad, arms wrapped around the shoulders of a drinking buddy, as they staggered off into the night.
Suddenly, he sniffed hungrily at the air. Then again, and this time he inhaled deeply. There she was! His eyes penetrated the gloom that cloaked the streets beneath the club’s neon sign, flickering quickly over half a dozen heads until he spotted her. He heard her heels clicking on the sidewalk as she left the noise and warmth of the club behind, striding out into the alleyway, not pausing even to button her coat against the chill.
He was impressed at the young woman’s speed, considering the height of her heels, and he was entranced by the way that her wavy blonde hair was whisked around by the wind like a golden tornado. Sean focused on her and savoured the light coconut fragrance of her shampoo and the delicate cinnamon notes of her perfume. His mouth watered. His stomach growled.
As the woman walked away, Sean leapt powerfully up and across the roofs of the buildings, following her, keeping her continuously within his sight.

What happens next??? 😉

A Good Day…attitude of gratitude. :-) #happiness #time

Stairway to heaven ©Depositphotos/joruba75

Today has been a good day in many ways and I’m working an attitude of gratitude.

Here’s why:

I have a husband I adore.

I have the best children in the world.

I am healthy and my loved ones are too.

I have two dogs and I always wanted dogs. We get to take some fabulous walks and it helps to keep me fit.

I have some great friends across the social networks from authors to editors to book reviewers to readers.

I am 12k into my WIP which is a different genre and won’t be published under MAW as it’s not erotic romance but I’m really enjoying writing it.

I just got an acceptance on a manuscript. It’s always a wonderful feeling.

And that is why I am working my attitude of gratitude.

What are you grateful for today?

Hugs! xxx