Entangled Publishing is turning 5 and we are so excited that we are offering all the books on our latest bestselling imprint, Lovestruck, at a celebratory price of just $.99 each! At prices like these be sure to fill up your reader.
AND that's not all. From 2/1 to 2/21 we are giving away 5 Lovestruck prize packs including 5 different Sephora Minimergency kits, an Amazon gift card and other surprise gift cards. So be sure to stop by each of our amazing blogger hosts below and visit the Lovestruck Facebook page to find out about the fun events and giveaways we will be having in the coming weeks. You will also get sneak peeks inside our different releases so you can pick out your must reads.
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Excerpts:
Seducing Seven by MK Meredith Excerpt
“Seven, are you
okay in there?”
Heat rushed to
her hairline, and she closed her eyes. There was no way she could tell him what
all the commotion was about. Her clumsiness wasn’t the least bit sexy. An idea
took shape. Could she actually do it? She stifled a giggle, her stomach
fluttering with nerves. She’d need to ditch her little housefly balls in order
to pull this off. Making a quick detour to her suitcase, she sifted through the
belts and accessories until her hand closed around what she’d been looking for.
A girl’s best friend, she never left home without it.
She stood back
behind the door and opened it just a few inches.
Blake stood
outside her door, wearing his pants and opened button-down shirt. With his feet
bare and his jacket and tie missing, Seven suspected he had everything already
hung up and in straight lines back in his room. She liked seeing him mussed up
a bit, and took in his meaty chest and rock-hard abs in one eye-fulfilling
look, doing everything in her power not to drool.
He placed a
hand on the frame of her door. “Are you okay? I heard something fall and swore
I heard you shout.”
Everything in
Seven’s single-woman brain screamed for her to open the door and yank the
sexy-ass man into her room, but she had a game to play, and she aimed to win.
She waved away his words. “Oh, I’m fine.” She panted and turned just enough for
him to see her shoulder and part of her waist. She could just imagine how she
looked to him, with perspiration on her upper lip, half naked, and her hair
disheveled from her fall—and she loved it.
His eyes
flared. “What happened?”
It was now or
never. There was nothing better than leaving a man wondering, imagining, and
wishing he were on the other side of that door. Rule number seven: always leave
him wanting more.
Holding her
breath, she lifted her dildo up and turned it on.
Blake’s jaw
dropped, and his eyes went wide.
“See you in two
hours.” And she closed the door.
About the book:
He bet on logic. She bet
on love.
Romance author Seven Michaels believes in love to her very
core. She has to–not only for herself, but for her readers. So when luxury
salesman Blake Turner insults not only her books but the people who read them,
Seven’s ready to throw down. How dare a playboy like Blake insinuate romance
lovers are full of crap?
He wants proof? Fine. She bets Blake she can make him fall for
her by using the rules in her latest novel before the end of the convention, or
she’ll denounce love in front of all her fellow authors and fans at the Romance
Lovers Convention ball. A dangerous game to be sure, but humiliating Blake is
worth the risk.
But when Seven realizes she’s the one who’s being seduced,
she’s no longer sure who is playing whom…or whether she’ll have a career when
the bet is over.
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Drunk on You by Teri Anne Stanley
She knelt and
began unfastening the Velcro strips holding the brace in place.
Jesus, Mary,
and Uncle Steve. She was on her knees in front of him, and he was wearing a
damned towel. He had a moment of dream déjà vu. A strand of rich honey hair had
come loose from her ponytail and curled in the steam rising from the tub. He
reached out to tuck it around his finger, but then pulled up short of actually
touching her. She was Dave’s kid sister. No touching.
She looked up,
something like heat in her eyes that was quickly masked by humor. “Do you want
some Mr. Bubble in your tub?”
He actually
considered it. She was going to have to help him in and out of the tub. But he
couldn’t quite figure out how he was going to casually scoop a handful of
bubbles
over his
semi-stiffy between dropping his towel and getting into the water.
He turned a
little, to maneuver his good leg into the tub. He took a breath and grabbed the
side of his towel, ready to yank it off.
Allie must have
realized the reality of his predicament, because her face was red. She met his
eyes with a stricken expression, then dropped her gaze like his groin was an
eye
magnet.
“It’s just a
dick, Sneezy,” Justin said, pulling the towel off Band-Aid-style—all at once,
to get the agony over with. He lowered himself into the water while she cradled
his
damaged ankle.
She stared at
his crotch. And kept staring. Justin almost reached for the towel again.
“You’re right.
It’s just a dick,” she said, once he was settled. She turned to walk out. “I’m
going to get started on some work. Holler when you want to get out of the tub.”
“It’s not just
a dick,” he called after her. “It’s a really nice dick!”
About the book:
Undiluted desire, served
straight up.
Justin Morgan would happily drown the pain of his injured
leg-and the guilt he brought back from Afghanistan-in bourbon. Except, there
won’t be any booze if he doesn’t rescue his family’s century-old distillery
from financial ruin. The problem? Allie McGrath-youngest daughter of the
distillery’s co-owners, and the one woman he can’t have.
Allie has been in love with Justin since…well, she’s always
been in love with him. Now he’s home, broken up over the death of her brother,
and he needs help. She can fix the distillery-she’s sure of it-but no one’s
taking her or her sweet new idea seriously. Convincing Justin is her only hope.
Allie is more tempting than Justin expected, threatening a
promise he swore he’d never break. If he can’t keep their attraction under
control, there’s a solid chance they’ll send the whole enterprise crumbling to
the ground…if he doesn’t crash and burn first.
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Gambling on the Bodyguard by Sarah Ballance
Desire rocketed
through him, the intentionally slow pace more brutal than any he’d ever known.
He shifted, nudging deeper, feeling her leg slide the length of his. She arched
against him, baring her neck, and he claimed the spot with his mouth.
Fingernails raked his back, but still he held on. He tried not to think about
what she was doing to him. What she allowed him to do to her.
Her body
enveloped him, all heat and fire, and he held her with everything he had.
Kissed her neck. Nibbled her ear. All the while, driving into her, rocking his
hips, pistoning longer, slower, deeper. Breaking a sweat, tasting that she’d
done the same.
And kissing
her. Dear God, the sweet slide of her tongue with his was enough to leave him
undone. He explored every crevice, tasted every part of her, swallowed every
whimper. Forced himself to take her deeper, pushing against the bed with one
knee, gaining traction. Nudging her across the sheets with his desire to
consume her, to so thoroughly become a part of her body that he’d be there
forever. He knew the moment she came. Knew she hadn’t been thrown off some
cliff to flail, to seek purchase from thin air. That wouldn’t happen, not this
time. He gave her something to hold on to while she trembled. Kissed her.
Touched her hair, cupped her face. Held on until his own orgasm took over,
stealing his sense of self, leaving him shaking and lost.
Lost, with no
real desire to be found.
When he went to
the bathroom to clean up, he didn’t recognize himself in the mirror. Didn’t
recognize what raged inside him.
Didn’t matter.
Just went back
to the bed and held her, knowing it had to be enough.
Knowing damn
well it’d never even come close.
About the book:
He’ll guard her body all
night long…
Ski instructor Ellie Montgomery hits Vegas during a romance
convention to meet the man of her dreams…only, the man of her dreams isn’t the
cover model she’s there to see. He’s the hot-as-sin bodyguard who catches her
sneaking in the back door of a meet-and-greet, and he seems more than ready to
do what it takes to prove he’s twice the man her pretty boy crush could ever
be.
Jax Mathis couldn’t resist snagging a date with Ellie, but he
didn’t count on the attraction being more than physical. They connect on a
level he didn’t think possible–and he can’t run fast enough. She makes him want
things he thought he’d never have, and maybe, just maybe, they’re within reach.
But to have it, he’ll have to face the one mountain he swore he’d never
climb…and with no guarantee she’ll be waiting on the other side.
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