Maria Luis presents: Tempt Me with Forever

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Title: Tempt Me With Forever
Series: NOLA Heart #4 (Standalone)
Author: Maria Luis
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: November 9, 2017
Blurb
Never trust a bad boy.
That’s what
Beauty Influencer Lizzie Danvers tells her YouTube subscribers after getting
dumped on Instagram. Lizzie may have the devil’s luck in choosing men, but
she’s determined to prove that the age-old “once a playboy, always a playboy”
theory is bulletproof. All she needs is thirty days and one sexy commitment
phobe to do it…
By day,
Gage Harvey helps his twin at Inked on Bourbon, tattooing butterflies onto
every female under the age of thirty. By night, he works for New Orleans’
Special Operatives Division, fulfilling a family legacy to protect his city.
Relationships aren’t on his radar–until the hot-as-hell woman on his tattoo
table glances up at him, a butterfly half-inked on her ass, and propositions
him.
Gage should
say no–nothing good ever comes from entertaining crazy women. But for the sake
of playboys everywhere, he’ll take one for the team, and prove to Miss Lizzie
Danvers that bad boys are the only men who will tempt you with forever.

 

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Excerpt
Damn.That was the first thought to pop into Gage’s head when he spotted Lizzie strutting toward his old Chevy truck in Winn Dixie’s parking lot.

Well, damn, and also, how does she make sweats look so good?

Her hair shone caramel under the sun, and it was with a small dose of satisfaction that he watched her stumble, slow, and then stutter to a halt at the sight of him up against his truck.

“You all good?” he asked, not bothering to hide the once over he gave her. V-neck T-shirt; tight leggings that hugged her body in all the right places; PJ’s coffee cup clutched tight in one hand; a pair of pristine, white tennis shoes. He met her gaze. “Not used to walking without the weapons?”

“Weapons?” Her husky voice slid through him like a shot of bourbon. “I’m in the market of advertising eye shadows and false lashes, Gage, not shotguns.”

“Your shoes, Princess.” He met her gaze, swallowing a grin when a flush worked up her neck. “I was talking about those fuck-me heels you’ve worn each time I’ve seen you.”

As he was beginning to expect from her, her chin went up in defiance. “The shoes weren’t for you.”

“I figured.”

“And I can walk perfectly fine in tennis shoes. I just . . . there was a rock.”

“Yeah?” He made a show of looking around her to where her near-fall had gone down. “What’s your classification between a rock and a pebble?”

Blue eyes narrowed. “I’d offer you a sip of my coffee to fix that grumpy attitude of yours, but since you’re inhuman and all . . .”

Gage pushed away from the truck. One step toward her. Two steps. Her chest inflated with a sharp inhale when he wrapped one hand around the Styrofoam cup. With a quick tug, he pulled it from her grasp and brought the rim to his mouth, drawing out the moment.

“You wouldn’t.”

At her deadpan tone, he replied, “I would,” and then took a purposeful swallow of death itself.

Jesus. Coffee. And it was black, too. Not a single touch of cream or sugar to mitigate the bitterness.

It took everything in him not to cough and thump his chest, and he made do with returning the cup to her still waiting hand.

As though enjoying his misery, Lizzie took a long sip of the coffee, never taking her eyes off his face. Then, “Feel a lot manlier after that display of cavemanitis?”

It was seven-thirty in the morning, and the fire was already in her step. He should have downed the rest of her drink. She definitely didn’t need any more of a perk-me-up. “I think I liked you better in the heels,” he muttered, turning back for the truck.

“Because they make my legs look longer?”

He grasped the passenger’s side door handle, and drew it open for her. When she went to climb in, Gage put his hand to her back. “No, Princess, because you’re a hell of a lot less snarky when you’re an extra five inches taller. Might be the difference in oxygen levels.”

Her mouth parted in a surprised O just before he slammed the door shut.

 

My short review can be found here: https://www.amazon.com/review/create-review/ref=cm_cr_dp_d_wr_but_top?ie=UTF8&channel=glance-detail&asin=B0776DRSJG#

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Author Bio
Maria Luis
is the author of sexy contemporary romances, though she may or may not have a
few historical romances hiding in the cobwebs of her computer. 
When she’s
not writing about strong men and the sassy women who sweep them off their feet,
Maria is a historian who specializes in medieval England and 19th century
New Orleans. What do the two eras have in common, you ask? Not much, except for
disease, scandalous activities and crime–Maria’s favorite topics.

Maria lives
in New Orleans with her better half, where she can generally be found hiking
with her two dogs, Zeus and Athena, kayaking in Louisiana’s inter-coastal
waterways, or curled up on the couch with a good book.

 

 

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Meet the Author:

Wine lover, sleep fanatic, and USA Today Bestselling Author of sexy contemporary romance novels, Samanthe Beck lives in Malibu, California, with her long-suffering but extremely adorable husband and their elementary-aged turbo-son. Throw in a furry ninja named Kitty and Bebe the trash talking Chihuahua and you get the whole, chaotic picture.
When not clinging to sanity by her fingernails or dreaming up fun, fan-your-cheeks sexy ways to get her characters to happily-ever-afters, she searches for the perfect cabernet to pair with Ambien.

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About the Book:

For six weeks, she’s all his….

A five figure fee. A private villa at an exclusive tropical paradise. Absolute compliance. Top tier celebrity trainer Luke McLean demands all of the above, plus strict adherence to his zero bullshit policy. Especially when faced with six short weeks to whip a spoiled starlet into leading lady shape.

Quinn Sheridan suddenly has half the time she anticipated to turn herself into an action hero for the role of her career. Luckily, her agent calls in a secret weapon, but the demanding, drop dead gorgeous hardass fails to understand SHE’S the client. She has no problem taking direction, but Luke’s definition of cooperation feels more like complete and utter submission. And she’s tempted to give it to him…

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My short review can be found on Amazon and Goodreads:

Ms. Beck has created characters to love, envy and maybe even hate just a little bit. The sparks between Luke and Quinn could set fire to a block of ice. I liked their argumentative banter and their almost cross purposes at times. I loved Quinn’s fierceness and determination. I applaud Luke’s attempt to keep things strictly business. The characters had depth and real life problems and pasts. Very enjoyable.

 

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The story of Lizzie and Gage is well written with great characters and a good plot. The book has some laugh out loud banter. The secondary characters help make the story flow. I loved it and can’t wait for the next one. I received an ARC for my honest review.

Release Blitz for Tempt Me with Forever

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Title: Tempt Me With Forever
Series: NOLA Heart #4 (Standalone)
Author: Maria Luis
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: November 9, 2017
Blurb
Never trust a bad boy.
That’s what
Beauty Influencer Lizzie Danvers tells her YouTube subscribers after getting
dumped on Instagram. Lizzie may have the devil’s luck in choosing men, but
she’s determined to prove that the age-old “once a playboy, always a playboy”
theory is bulletproof. All she needs is thirty days and one sexy commitment
phobe to do it…
By day,
Gage Harvey helps his twin at Inked on Bourbon, tattooing butterflies onto
every female under the age of thirty. By night, he works for New Orleans’
Special Operatives Division, fulfilling a family legacy to protect his city.
Relationships aren’t on his radar–until the hot-as-hell woman on his tattoo
table glances up at him, a butterfly half-inked on her ass, and propositions
him.
Gage should
say no–nothing good ever comes from entertaining crazy women. But for the sake
of playboys everywhere, he’ll take one for the team, and prove to Miss Lizzie
Danvers that bad boys are the only men who will tempt you with forever.

 

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AMAZON US / UK / CA / AU
Free in Kindle Unlimited
Excerpt
Damn.That was the first thought to pop into Gage’s head when he spotted Lizzie strutting toward his old Chevy truck in Winn Dixie’s parking lot.

Well, damn, and also, how does she make sweats look so good?

Her hair shone caramel under the sun, and it was with a small dose of satisfaction that he watched her stumble, slow, and then stutter to a halt at the sight of him up against his truck.

“You all good?” he asked, not bothering to hide the once over he gave her. V-neck T-shirt; tight leggings that hugged her body in all the right places; PJ’s coffee cup clutched tight in one hand; a pair of pristine, white tennis shoes. He met her gaze. “Not used to walking without the weapons?”

“Weapons?” Her husky voice slid through him like a shot of bourbon. “I’m in the market of advertising eye shadows and false lashes, Gage, not shotguns.”

“Your shoes, Princess.” He met her gaze, swallowing a grin when a flush worked up her neck. “I was talking about those fuck-me heels you’ve worn each time I’ve seen you.”

As he was beginning to expect from her, her chin went up in defiance. “The shoes weren’t for you.”

“I figured.”

“And I can walk perfectly fine in tennis shoes. I just . . . there was a rock.”

“Yeah?” He made a show of looking around her to where her near-fall had gone down. “What’s your classification between a rock and a pebble?”

Blue eyes narrowed. “I’d offer you a sip of my coffee to fix that grumpy attitude of yours, but since you’re inhuman and all . . .”

Gage pushed away from the truck. One step toward her. Two steps. Her chest inflated with a sharp inhale when he wrapped one hand around the Styrofoam cup. With a quick tug, he pulled it from her grasp and brought the rim to his mouth, drawing out the moment.

“You wouldn’t.”

At her deadpan tone, he replied, “I would,” and then took a purposeful swallow of death itself.

Jesus. Coffee. And it was black, too. Not a single touch of cream or sugar to mitigate the bitterness.

It took everything in him not to cough and thump his chest, and he made do with returning the cup to her still waiting hand.

As though enjoying his misery, Lizzie took a long sip of the coffee, never taking her eyes off his face. Then, “Feel a lot manlier after that display of cavemanitis?”

It was seven-thirty in the morning, and the fire was already in her step. He should have downed the rest of her drink. She definitely didn’t need any more of a perk-me-up. “I think I liked you better in the heels,” he muttered, turning back for the truck.

“Because they make my legs look longer?”

He grasped the passenger’s side door handle, and drew it open for her. When she went to climb in, Gage put his hand to her back. “No, Princess, because you’re a hell of a lot less snarky when you’re an extra five inches taller. Might be the difference in oxygen levels.”

Her mouth parted in a surprised O just before he slammed the door shut.

Also Available
AMAZON US / UK / CA / AU
AMAZON US / UK / CA / AU
AMAZON US / UK / CA / AU
All books free in Kindle Unlimited
Author Bio
Maria Luis
is the author of sexy contemporary romances, though she may or may not have a
few historical romances hiding in the cobwebs of her computer. 
When she’s
not writing about strong men and the sassy women who sweep them off their feet,
Maria is a historian who specializes in medieval England and 19th century
New Orleans. What do the two eras have in common, you ask? Not much, except for
disease, scandalous activities and crime–Maria’s favorite topics.

Maria lives
in New Orleans with her better half, where she can generally be found hiking
with her two dogs, Zeus and Athena, kayaking in Louisiana’s inter-coastal
waterways, or curled up on the couch with a good book.

 

Author Links

 

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First base: kissing.
Second base: above the waist.
Third base: below the waist.
Home run: no explanation needed.



Every baseball player knows to keep their eye on the ball and swing for the fences. Each base counts, but a home run is the goal. No one wants to strike out. This is true both on and off the field.



Ellie had been my best friend since we were born, and we had a plan—get out of the tiny Alabama town we’d grown up in and go to college…together. But even life’s best-laid plans could throw a powerful curveball. Rather than attend classes, I was now the starting pitcher for a Major League team.



While my game-day stats were impressive, my record with women was less desirable. I was the professional baseball player who hadn’t been able to make it past third base since the one and only night I’d played hardball with my best friend. 



When the bottom of the ninth came to a close on my career, I had to decide if our friendship was worth more than a few extra innings.


 
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Excerpt Reveal with Ella James from The Plan

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The Plan by Ella James is coming

November 13th!

 

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Synopsis:

You’ve heard this story before. Woman feels her biological clock ticking and gets someone to knock her up.

Not for love, for baby.

Crazy, right?

That’s what I thought.

Then I found out my fiancé had a vasectomy. The life I thought I had? Nope. Suddenly I’m 33, and I don’t even have a kissing buddy.

When my mom’s health takes a turn and I wind up back in my hometown of Fate, Alabama, I tell myself to leave things up to…well, you know.

Then I see Gabriel McKellan. He’s Fate’s most famous son, a bestselling author who is beautiful, complicated, and living just below me. In addition to his plus-sized brain, Gabe’s well-endowed in other ways, and great in bed to boot. I would know. He’s my ex husband.

When I suggest The Plan, I don’t imagine that he’ll take the bait. It’s been ten years, and we don’t work. But Fate has other plans for both of us.

 

 

 

 

 

 

EXCERPT

I climb inside the U-Haul and grab two small things first: my favorite Elvis lamp and a box of yarn and clay, easy pickings for my first trip up the stairs to my rented digs. Then I grab my purse off the truck’s rear ledge, step down, and—

“Oofh!”

I blink at the wall I’ve just slammed into, and there he is. At first, I think I’m seeing things. I blink a few times, fast, to try to magic him away. Hallucination. But…he’s not.

His curly hair is wild and dark, just like it always was. His blue-gray eyes—more blue, although he claims they’re gray—are just as sharp as I recall. His face is still so striking: dark brows over a stern, strong nose, and high cheekbones. My gaze skates over his rich mouth, and I realize I’d forgotten how handsome he is.

Gabriel McKellan is famous at least in part because he looks like such a god. The familiarity of him hits me like a ball of ice right to the gut, but where he’s different makes me warm. That stubble-beard, the way his jaw is sharper, shoulders thicker. My gaze skates down his white t-shirt, pasted over rigid abs. I note his forearms—thicker, tanned—before appraising jeans-clad thighs.

One flexes.

Shit.

My errant gaze jerks back up, where I find his features twisted in a scowl.

“What are you doing?” he asks roughly.

I blink. “What?”

Gabe’s brows pinch together, and he glares behind me, at the truck. “What are you doing here, Marley?”

I look around the quiet, leaf-strewn street, trying to explain not what I’m doing, but why I’m seeing him here. Nothing looks amiss, though. Nothing to suggest I’ve had a mental break.

“I’m moving back to Fate. Today,” I add, my voice a squeak above its normal octave.

Gabe’s foot taps the curb between us. Even barefoot, he’s a domineering prick. I inhale slowly, bringing my heart-rate down a notch, so I seem more gathered when I ask, “Where are your shoes?”

“Why did you park here,” he demands again.

“Because I’m moving in?” It’s not a question, but it sounds like one. I bug my eyes out in response to his mean stare. “What are you doing here—and where are your shoes?”

“My shoes are inside.”

I blink at the porch behind him. “Inside where?”

“Inside the house behind me.”

“What?”

Gabe’s head is still shaking, his jaw locked like an angry sentry.

“What the hell is this about?” My heart begins to pound. “Are you my greeting party?”

“I’m your warning party,” he says quietly.

“Warning me from what?”

“I live here, Marley. On the bottom floor.”

“But…you’re—”

“I’m living here.” His face hardens. “I think that means you need to close your truck and go.”

Is he insane? My head spins. Gabe can’t be… “You can’t live here,” I sputter. “You live in New York!”

For an instant, I feel sure this is a joke: a TV joke. Famous author/director shocks unknown ex-wife by popping up at her new place.

“Is there a hidden camera?” I ask lamely.

“No, Marley. There’s not. There’s just a house—with room for one.”

“Yeah…me.”

His lush mouth tightens. “I don’t think so.”

I laugh. “Oh—you watch.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Ella James is the USA Today and Amazon Top 10 bestselling author of more than twenty love stories. She’s an angst-a-holic who loves exploring difficult situations and the emotions of the people caught up in them. Also, smut. But always, always romance.

Ella is an Alabama native who makes her home in Colorado with her husband, three young children, and hyperactive dog. When she’s not writing, she can be found hiking the foothills, taking nature photos for her Instagram account, or swilling vanilla cream soda.

 

 

 

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