**PROMO TOUR With Giveaway** Tempt The Beauty & Tempt The Wolf by Alexandra Banks

Titles: Tempt the Beauty & Tempt the Wolf

Series: Fairy Tale Billionaire Romance

Author: Alexandra Banks

Genre: Short Contemporary Romance

(can be standalone)

Cover Design: Mayhem Cover Creations

It was love at first hump—for my dog. 

Rosey

The little guy went at his leg like Mr. Tall, Dark, and Handsome was God’s gift to womankind. Me, not so convinced. Except, Mr. Sexy Surprise promised he could make me scream "oh God." It was my birthday, so…why not? One fake engagement later, I’ll tell you why not. 

Wade

Some people call me arrogant—cocky. I call me determined. I get what I want and I want Rosey. For me, it was love at first sight. She may think she can’t have it all. But, I’m here to convince her we can. 

Spoiler: This book is full of laugh out loud goodness, steamy love, and two people who are meant to be. This book is approximately 30,000 words. One to two hours of super-duper, steamy hot, sweet reading pleasure. That’s right, it’s quick. Because sometimes, quickies are best

The Wolfe. Motocross racing legend. The ultimate bad boy. My mind says run, but my body says stay…and I can't say no.

I have three ironclad rules in my life – no motorcycles, no racing, and especially no motoracing – and the Wolfe is about to make me to break all three.

All my life I've avoided bad boys and motorcycles. Now, I have a choice - lose my job or work with the Wolfe. Call me crazy, but I don't want to lose my job. So, here I am, in a whole lot of trouble. Because, ironclad rules or not, I'm falling for the kind of man I swore I never would.

Spoiler: This book is full of sweet, virgin goodness. A heroine video game designer with a penchant for nintendo puns and a motoracing hero who will do anything to win her heart. Jump into this Little Red Riding Hood remake where the wolf is a sweet virgin bad boy determined to have his way.

This book is approximately 30,000 words. Two hours of super-duper, steamy hot, sweet reading pleasure. That’s right, it’s quick. Because sometimes, quickies are best!

“You think you can make me call out ‘oh god’?” she asks. She shakes her head and tsks. The tsks send little shots down my length and it strains in response. He’s ready.

I have never, ever joked about sex with a stranger, but it feels right. She’s still quirking an expectant brow at me.

I point to myself. “God complex—I’m omniscient, remember? I know I can make you scream ‘oh god’ while you cum.”

She blushes, and I imagine just that. Her pink sex, my mouth licking at her sassy pussy her screaming “oh god” while I drink her down.

Then she starts to giggle, although she’s trying hard to hold back. She points down. I feel something on my leg. I don’t want to look, but I do. She’s laughing out loud now.

My jaw drops. Her ever-loving horny hellion of a dog is clamped to my leg like I’m the jelly to its donut—humping harder than I’ve ever seen anything hump before.

“Off,” I say. The dog’s bug eyes stare up at me, its tongue rolls out of its mouth. I shake my leg to dislodge it.

“Don’t shake,” she laughs. “He likes that. He’ll just hump harder.”

Too late. Her dog is going warp speed on my leg. His little claws are digging into my calf and his eyes have a glazed look of ecstasy. This is more action than I’ve had in a long time.

“Should I be worried?” I ask.

“No, he’ll stop.” Her eyes are big and full of laughter. “Eventually.”

Her dog has started gumming my pant leg like it’s red jello day in the geriatric ward. He’s making little doggie grunting sounds while he gums and humps.

“Well, at least someone liked what I had to say.”

She lets out a full belly laugh and rolls to the ground. I snort and drop next to her. Somehow, the little hellion is still going at it.

I lie next to her on the grass and we look up at the blue sky. I move my shoulder so that it touches hers.

“How much longer?” I ask. “Oh, two or three minutes,” she muses. “Once, he went for fifteen, but that was on a really fuzzy teddy bear.” Suddenly, I wish that I were a really fuzzy teddy bear, because then she’d have to stay here next to me for another fifteen minutes.

 
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Alexandra Banks is the pen name of two feisty friends who love to hang out and dream up steamy love stories. After graduate degrees, global managerial positions and the nine to five grind, they decided it was more fun to bring joy to the world through happily ever afters. They deliver smart, strong heroines, and heroes who love them. You'll get that romance read afterglow...every single time. Better yet, their books are short and sweet - because let's be honest, sometimes quickies are best. They love their families, their golden retrievers, and bingeing on ice cream. If you want happiness, sweet fun, and steamy romance then Alexandra Banks is for you!

 

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**RELEASE BLITZ With Giveaway** Remember, Love by Alexandra Banks

Title: Remember Love

Author: Alexandra Banks

Genre: Short Contemporary Romance

Release Date: May 4, 2019

What would you do if you forgot your soulmate?

I’m Marine Recon. A scout sniper. And I’ve spent five years in hell.

Tortured. Imprisoned. Forgotten. Five years away from her.

Her name...I don’t know her name.

I only have a picture. With the words...Remember, love. Her picture has kept me tethered to the light. I would never have survived without her.

Now, I’m coming home. I’m coming back for her. There’s nothing in the world that can keep me away.

A soul doesn’t have a name, and I don’t need to remember hers to know that she’s mine.

Spoiler: Get ready for a military hero, an amnesia romance, and a love that won’t stop. Salute your favorite military man and hunker down for a super steamy reunion and an epic happily ever after.

This book is a short steamy one hour read. Because sometimes, quickies are best.

The darkness is always there. Sometimes, the inky black that clings to me like a second skin lightens to murky gray. But, it’s still darkness.
Thousands of days, spent in this hole, deep beneath the jungle—the dark and I have become one. There was a time before. Long ago, there was light. I have flashes of memory, like stars that wink only to be blotted out by the night sky. I can never hold on to them long enough to remember.
I kneel, chained to the sod wall. Manacles are at my wrists and ankles. My clothing has disintegrated and rotted in the damp. My hair and beard are long and knotted. Sometimes, I rub my hands over the web of scars on my arms. Years ago, the dictator of this hell hole and his soldiers chained me here. My partner and I, we were…there was a mortar blast…he was…I lose the thought.
Darkness returns.
I reach down to a pile of rocks and shift them aside. I feel for the photograph I stashed there, thousands of days ago.
I pull it up and hold it close. Today, the cave is a deep gray and I can make out my angel’s face. She has an expression of surprised delight. Like the person who took the photograph has caught her unaware and she’s so happy to be found. I’ve spent countless hours imagining that I was the one behind the camera. Her skin is pale and covered in freckles. Her hair is braided and loose wisps curl out from behind her ears. She’s wearing only a white T-shirt, and sits cross-legged on a rumpled bed. The sun streams through sheer curtains.
My angel has kept me alive. All these years. I would’ve broken without her.
I flip over the picture. There on the back, in soft faded ink, are the words Remember, love. I run my thumb over the phrase, tracing where her pen wrote. My angel.
Her name…I don’t know her name. I swallow. It doesn’t matter. I don’t need her name to know that I love her. A soul doesn’t have a name, and hers and mine are connected. She claimed me with her picture in this lightless place.
The darkness has ebbed. I look up. The long beams of flashlights bounce on the walls. They’re here. They’ll come down the cavern within the next few minutes. Will it be torture or water? Or both? I prepare to tunnel deeper inside my mind.
I was trained to dissociate, to dive so deep in myself that no matter the pain, I would never betray my country. But I went so deep that I cut myself off from my past completely. It’s a locked door without a key.
I tuck my angel’s picture into my pocket. I’ll hold on to her today.
One man emerges, a flashlight in his hands. I’m blinded in the light.
“They sent me.” His English is thickly accented. “You die. Finally.”

$25 Gift Card Giveaway for "Remember, Love" Book Release

Do you love reunion romances? This is for you! We are giving away a $25 Gift Card to help celebrate our New Release Remember, Love. What would you do if you forgot your soul mate? Get Remember, Love on Amazon for .99c and Free in kindle unlimited.

Alexandra Banks is the pen name of two feisty friends who love to hang out and dream up steamy love stories. After graduate degrees, global managerial positions and the nine to five grind, they decided it was more fun to bring joy to the world through happily ever afters. They deliver smart, strong heroines, and heroes who love them. You'll get that romance read afterglow...every single time. Better yet, their books are short and sweet - because let's be honest, sometimes quickies are best. They love their families, their golden retrievers, and bingeing on ice cream. If you want happiness, sweet fun, and steamy romance then Alexandra Banks is for you!

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