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COVER REVEAL - BAD DAD BY SLOANE HOWELL @sloanehowell #CoverReveal #BadDad #SloaneHowell #ComingSoon #HotCover #Warrior Add to Goodreads now - http://bit.ly/2lZHNH4 Coming December 27th My son is my life. Nothing on earth matters but him. Soon, I’ll have to send him out into society. The cruel machine that gnashes innocence and spits out the hollowed remains of a child’s imagination. It’s a place I know all too well, considering my past. I’ve worked hard to separate myself from it, but it looms in the back of my mind—waiting for the perfect moment to strike. My son, Logan, wants to have birthday parties, make friends, play at the park—all the normal things that seven-year olds want to do. All the things I want to do with him. I’ve put up walls around our life to shield us from danger. Giant barriers to ward off possible threats. Cora Chapman crashes through them like a wrecking ball. She’s intelligent and hilarious with soft curves and a spark that ignites a flame deep inside of me. There’s only one problem—she’s Logan’s teacher. When my past wraps its tentacles around my throat and threatens to strangle the breath from my lungs, I’m given an option—fight for my family’s freedom, or die as they’re stripped away from me. I can’t lose. I won’t lose. My name is Landon Lane and I am a warrior.

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✱✱Book Review✱✱ Tripp by Sloane Howell and Alex Wolf

  Tripp Patton is not the guy you take home to meet your mom. He is the number one sports agent in the world, and he didn’t get there by pla

I love the Cocky Suits world, and there hasn't been a single book that I haven't loved. Now, I can add Tripp to that list. This one is set in the Cocky Suits world, but it can certainly be read as a standalone. Fair warning, though, be prepared for the investment of time it will take to read them all because once you've met any of the characters, you'll want to meet them all.

This one brings us Tripp and Lennon, and from the first fiery meeting to the big redeeming gesture (come on, you know he's gonna mess up), this pair has sparks flying - the kind of sparks depends entirely on the moment. Whether they're going head-to-head as rivals or generating enough heat to set the curtains on fire, this pair definitely keeps it interesting. And hot! Seriously hot!

We also get to visit a bit with a couple of past favorites in the Cocky Suits world. Don't worry, this one is still a standalone, but if you have read the rest of the books, it's always nice to catch up with beloved characters. The backdrop for Tripp is the baseball diamond, with Lennon and Trip competing to sign the same star baseball player. A totally lovable star baseball player, and after what happens in this one, I'm really hoping to see him get his own book.

So, once again, Alex and Sloane have knocked it out of the park with an enemies-to-lovers, chemistry-filled romance. From the wit and sarcasm to the steamy goodness, Tripp is everything I've come to expect from this duo, and I'm excited to see what's next. 

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✱✱Book Review✱✱ Christmas Playboy by Sloane Howell & Alex Wolf

  Momma Says: 5 stars⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Christmas Playboy is part of the Cocky Suits Chicago world, and it was so much fun to visit with so many of my fa

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Sloane Howell   Check out Sloane Howell's newest release, Tommy Boy! I can't wait to read this one!Is your next book boyfriend a genius alpha who loves Star Wars?  Tommy Boy: A Panty Whisperer Prequel99 cents or FREE with Kindle Unlimited!#oneclick below!Buy or Borrow Tommy Boy: http://amzn.to/2fiuTMhCheck out the rest of Sloane's books here: http://amzn.to/2frXukY

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Cleat Catcher (The Cleat Chaser Duet #2) by Celia Aaron and Sloane Howell is Live!!

Synopsis: What happens when an unrepentant Cleat Chaser meets the player of her dreams? Nikki Graves has a history of going through the baseball roster with an eye for talent--the kind of talent that keeps things spicy between the sheets. But, once she meets Braden Bradford, catcher for the Ravens, her talent scout days are done. He's the one. Braden has never met a woman like Nikki, and he can't get enough of her smart mouth and big heart. But life isn't always as direct and certain as the connection between Braden and Nikki. When family objections and career trajectories begin to crowd the plate, will Braden be able to keep his catch of a lifetime? Excerpt: I shot back against the cushion, doing my best to act normal. Nik pushed the door open. “Hey, babe. I was waiting for my dessert course.” I made a show of scrubbing my hand across my mouth and face like I was clearing her a space. “I’m good.” Her tone was flat, and she didn’t even look at me. What the hell? Her usual spark was gone. She sauntered over to the side table, and dropped her keys and bag on it. I glanced down at the laptop screen full of porn. Fuck! I’d been researching some new shit to try out with her, but there was no way she’d believe me. My gaze drifted to the mouse way up under the table. There was no chance I could get to it without giving away my knee situation. Using my good leg, I tried to gently kick the computer screen closed, and, of course, it only opened wider. “Have you moved from the couch all night? Did you even shower?” She sighed, still facing the wall like she had no interest in looking at me. “What’s wrong, babe? What happened?” My mind raced. A lot could have occurred at Estate de CuntMuffin that would set her off. I’d been worried the whole time she was gone. “I’m fine.” She turned around, and I watched her eyes dart straight to the computer screen. Her brows pinched together and her hands went to her hips. Fuck me. This won’t be good. “Nice, Braden. Real fucking nice.” “It’s not what you think. I don’t look at porn.” I stared in the other direction and mumbled. “Often.” “Your fingers slip and accidentally type in ‘fuckmedaddy.com?’” She scowled and began to pace back and forth. I’d expected her to be upset about the porn, but not this much. I was halfway hoping she’d want to look at it with me. “No. I was trying to find new stuff to try out on you. If you must know.” Her lips curled like she might smile, and then they mashed back into a thin line. So close. “Have they said if you’re going to be traded or not?” She took another step toward me, ignoring all of the pussy acrobatics flashing on the laptop. “No.” I tilted my head to my lap and ground my teeth while I tried to compose myself. I’d been trying to forget about that shit all day, but the pain in my knee kept it front and center in my mind. She made a pfft sound and threw her arms in the air. “Babe, I’m sorry. I know I’m supposed to have a clue what you’re upset about. I just don’t.” A million things rocketed through my mind at once and brought my entire thought process to a crashing halt. My brain buffered slower than the inverted cowgirl pussy nomming scene I’d attempted to watch earlier. Nik scowled, and then folded her arms across her chest. She stared me down like a closer in the ninth inning. “Think really really hard about the problem we have.” My eyes rolled up toward the ceiling. “Uhh, your parents?” I glanced back and tried to judge her reaction. She made a loud sound like a buzzer that startled me. “Fucking hell. I mean, umm, me being traded?” I held my hands up and shrugged. “Warmer.” She took another step toward me. I hated this fucking guessing game. Why couldn’t she just say it? Heat rushed into my face, and my body tensed. “Can you just tell me? Please. Stop fucking around with me.” I smacked my hand against the back of the sofa, and Nik jumped. “Maybe my parents were right. Maybe you do have anger issues.” She stomped off a few steps and whipped back around. “Easton!” “Take that shit back. You know I don’t. Maybe your goddamn family just brings it out of everyone. Maybe you’re more like your mo—” I froze stiff on the couch, and my eyes bugged out. I held up my hands. “I stopped myself. You heard me. I did not say it.” It was too late. I thought my head was going to explode the way Nik glowered in my direction. Her hands were squeezed into fists at her sides, and I could see all the whites of her knuckles. She started toward me like a possessed demon. “Did you say what I think you said?” Do not answer, Braden. That shit is rhetorical. Adapt and survive. I shook my head quickly and braced myself in case she resorted to physical violence. Amazon US : http://amzn.to/2925BmY Amazon UK : http://amzn.to/298cljy Amazon CA : http://amzn.to/296Qkjq My Review: This second book in the Cleat Chaser Duet is a hilarious, hot, and sexy love story! It captured me right from the start with the funny but painfully awkward opening scene and never let go. I did not read the first book but the authors did a fabulous job with introducing me to Nikki and Braden along with all their friends, family and co-workers. Nikki and Braden have been together for six months and want to continue moving forward with their relationship. This is a wonderful love story about how two professionals try to make it work with the pressures of deadlines, family, injuries, possible trades, and those that want to come between them. I really like Nikki and Braden, they are smart, funny, and caring. Their banter is witty and their passion is off the charts explosive with just the right touch of dirty. The secondary characters are all fun, quirky and fascinating, adding to the surprising depth of this story. This is a funny, hot and sexy love story but at it's core is a heartwarming journey of finding out what truly matters. I will definitely go back and read the first book and watch for more from both these authors! About the Authors:

Celia Aaron Celia Aaron is the self-publishing pseudonym of a published romance and erotica author. She loves to write stories with hot heroes and heroines that are twisty and often dark. Thanks for reading. Sloane Howell Sloane Howell lives in the Midwest United States and writes dirty stories. When not reading or writing he enjoys hanging out with his family, watching sports, playing with the dogs, traveling, and engaging his readers on social media. You can almost always catch him on Twitter posting something goofy. Visit his web page www.sloanehowell.com to sign up for his mailing list to get updates on new releases, promos, and giveaways. Thanks for reading.

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Cleat Catcher by Sloane Howell and Celia Aaron

Releases June 30, 2016 GoodReads : http://bit.ly/1Okr7Ct Synopsis: What happens when an unrepentant Cleat Chaser meets the player of her dreams? Nikki Graves has a history of going through the baseball roster with an eye for talent--the kind of talent that keeps things spicy between the sheets. But, once she meets Braden Bradford, catcher for the Ravens, her talent scout days are done. He's the one. Braden has never met a woman like Nikki, and he can't get enough of her smart mouth and big heart. But life isn't always as direct and certain as the connection between Braden and Nikki. When family objections and career trajectories begin to crowd the plate, will Braden be able to keep his catch of a lifetime? Excerpt:Kasey frowned, but then her expression lightened. “Say, Nik, you never gave me all the details from the lez experience you had in college. This game is boring as fuck. Entertain me with it.”“It wasn’t really an experience. I just kissed a girl a little bit when I was drunk.” I shrugged as the first Ravens batter, Ramirez, strode to the plate.“Not bad.” Kasey crossed her long, tan legs at the knee.The guy sitting next to her gave her an appreciative up and down look, but her head was turned towards me so she didn’t see it.“How much tongue are we talking?”I closed my eyes and tried to remember the fall of my sophomore year, but it was hazy at best. I had way too much fun in school. “I think there was tongue, and she definitely felt me up over my shirt. I can’t remember if she ever went under, but I doubt it.”“Nice.” Kasey set her beer down. “I think I need a reenactment. You know, to test you. Make sure you’re not running a game on Braden, pretending to be straight.”I rolled my eyes as Ramirez swung and missed, strike one. “Not a chance. Besides, everyone knows I’m a Penis Flytrap.”“Come on, just a little kiss.” She leaned closer as Kyrie snickered on my other side.“No way.” I shook my head. “Braden would kill me.”“I think Braden would be all about it. Just a couple of girls. One, his girlfriend, the other, like a sister to him. No harm in the two of us being friendly. Right, Kyrie?”“Don’t drag me into this. I’m an innocent bystander.” She grabbed some more popcorn as Kasey’s confident grin surfaced.I tried to ignore the hot blond trying to get into my panties. The next pitch was high and outside. Ball.“Just a little experiment. That’s all.” Kasey’s tone turned wheedling. “It won’t count.”“How many girls have you tricked into opening their legs for you like this?” I stared at her, not even close to falling under her spell.She frowned. “Tons. What gives with you?”“I love Braden.”“Me too.” She moved closer, her big, pretty eyes open wide like the wolf’s in Red Riding Hood. “So how about you give me a little tit action as a sign of our love for him.”Kyrie snorted.“A little help here?” I turned to her.“Nope.” She shook her head, a giggle falling from her lips. “I don’t get between Kasey and her prey.”“Come on.” Kasey wrapped a lock of my hair around her finger.I tried to keep the amused smile off my lips. “I’m trying to watch the game.”Ramirez finally made contact, hitting a line drive and trucking it to first base.Kasey didn’t even look. She kept her gaze on me.I sighed. “Oh my God. If I say yes, will you leave me alone?”She squealed. “Yes, I promise.”“Fine, you can have a tit grope.” I’d taken many a tit grope from Kyrie, so this was nothing special.She reached for the hem of my tank top.“Hey!” I smacked her hand away. “Over my shirt and for no more than five seconds.”“That’s it?” she pouted.I tossed my hair behind my shoulder. “It’s that or nothing, you goddamn sexual predator.”She smiled and licked her lips before focusing on my chest. “Fine.”“Get to it.” I leaned back and dropped my elbows to the armrest, giving her maximum chest exposure.She rubbed her hands together like she was Mr. Miyagi readying to fix Daniel-San’s leg. The guy sitting on her other side couldn’t take his eyes off us. I wondered if he was going to cream in his jeans.“Here we go.” She hovered her hands over my chest as Kyrie shook with laughter next to me. “Luscious Nikki tits in three, two, one.”“Hey!” Braden’s voice cut through the air.I looked up and Kasey and I were on the kiss cam for the entire stadium to see.“Kase!” I leaned forward, but that only pressed her palms to my tits.The crowd went silent, and Kasey took the opportunity to give me a good squeeze. I smacked her hands away as the crowd went from silent to roaring with approval. I hid my scarlet face in my hands.“Goddammit Kasey!” Braden was at the net yelling. “I’m going to kick your ass!”I peeked through my fingers as a grinning Easton strode up behind him. “Come on, man. They’re just dicking around.”“Kasey is a woman-stealer. She’s the devil!” He pointed a finger through the netting at Kasey, who was doubled over with laughter.“I’m sorry.” I shook my head, my hands still covering my face.“It’s not your fault. It’s the blond Satan sitting next to you!” The corner of his mouth twitched. He was holding back a smile.

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Cleat Catcher by Celia Aaron & Sloane Howell

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    What happens when an unrepentant Cleat Chaser meets the player of her dreams?

  Nikki Graves has a history of going through the baseball roster with an eye for talent–the kind of talent that keeps things spicy between the sheets. But, once she meets Braden Bradford, catcher for the Ravens, her talent scout days are done. He’s the one.

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