Sunday, January 11, 2015

One Month of Elle Kennedy and After Hours! (#Giveaway)

We’re so excited for Elle Kennedy’s last book in the After Hours series we've joined the One Night Month celebration! Don’t miss the grand prize giveaway, you can comment daily on any of the posts to enter!

22709899One Night of Sin 
(After Hours #1)
by Elle Kennedy 
ebook, 162 pages
Published August 4th 2014 by Entangled Publishing, LLC (Brazen)
ISBN 1633750485
Sometimes it’s good to be bad…

When it comes to sex, good girl Skyler Thompson always plays it safe, choosing stable and sedate over wild and thrilling. She doesn’t do one-night-stands, but one look at sinfully sexy Gage Holt and she’s willing to reconsider. He makes her want to be bad for once in her life, and she’s prepared to take what she wants.

Danger follows former MMA fighter Gage Holt like a shadow. Despite his successes as part owner of Sin, an exclusive nightclub in Boston, Gage can’t risk getting involved with a woman, especially one as sweet as Skyler. Still, he can’t resist a taste—and it’s so damn good he has to see her again.

As addicted as he is to her, Gage knows there’s no future for him and Skyler—not with his past lurking in the dark corners of an MMA cage. But Skylar’s tougher than she looks, and she’s ready to fight for her man.


“I’m Skyler,” she said.

He nodded.

“Maybe you’re new to civilized society, but normally when people introduce themselves, you 

reply by providing your own name.” She arched one perfectly defined eyebrow.

“Is that right?” His lips twitched. “Well, what makes you think I’m at all civilized, Skyler?”

That made her falter. She bit her lower lip. Tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, and the 

scent of her shampoo floated his way. She smelled like green apples. A sweet and feminine 

fragrance, serving as a reminder that he shouldn’t be out here talking to her.

“How old are you, sweetheart?” His voice came out rough.

“Well, my ID held up at the door, so I’m over twenty-one if that’s what you’re worried about. 

Twenty-four, actually. In some cultures that would make me a spinster.”

Gage swallowed a laugh. There was something truly refreshing about her sarcasm, especially 

when contrasted with the flush of her cheeks and the way she fidgeted with her hands. She 

didn’t belong here. Not at this club, not even in this neighborhood. She should be nestled 

between crisp white sheets right about now, snuggled next to a wholesome man while the two 

of them watched late-night talk shows before bed.

“Go back inside,” he said gruffly. “Your date’s probably wondering where you are.”

That made her snicker. “I doubt it. I think he wrote me off the second he realized I wasn’t going 

to fuck him tonight.”

Gage’s cock jerked in his pants. Jesus. That angel mouth wasn’t allowed to say things like that. 

Not in front of him, a man whose inner devil could be summoned at the drop of a hat.

“Go back inside,” he repeated.

“Why? You don’t like talking to me?” Hands planted on her slim hips, she moved closer, a 

pensive look on her face.

He shrugged. “I don’t like talking, period.”

“Huh. So what do you like to do?”

Gage met her eyes in another long, deliberate stare. Leaving no question as to what he enjoyed 


She visibly swallowed. And then she startled the hell out of him.

“So maybe that’s what we should do.”

A laugh rumbled out of his chest. “You’re playing with fire, baby.”

“Am I?”

She had the nerve to lick her lips. He didn’t think she’d done it as an intentional taunt, but damn, 

the response to seeing her tongue dart out was instantaneous. His erection pulsed against 

his zipper, hard and persistent, like it was trying to tunnel its way out of his pants and into her 


Gage took a breath, trying to ease the ache down south. Nope, he wasn’t giving in, wasn’t going 

to acknowledge the awareness prickling over his flesh. He was fighting in two days, and he 

didn’t like to screw before a match. The frustration fueled him, gave him the edge he needed to 

send an opponent to his knees.

But at the moment, he wanted to be the one on his knees. With his head underneath Skyler’s 

skimpy dress, his face buried between her legs as he licked her up until she screamed.

“Yes,” he rasped. “You’re definitely playing with fire.”

“Maybe I like fire, did you ever think of that? Maybe I want to get burned.”

22927713One Night of Scandal 
(After Hours #2)
by Elle Kennedy 
ebook, 230 pages
Published September 8th 2014 by Entangled: Brazen
ISBN 1633750795
The wrong man never felt so right...

Ex-fighter Reed Miller has been secretly lusting over his best friend’s girl for months, but he refuses to jeopardize a friendship over a woman—especially one who doesn’t like him all that much. Now that Darcy’s on the market again, it’s even more imperative to stick to his strict hands-off policy. But the sizzling attraction between them is too powerful to ignore, and once he’s had a taste of her…all bets are off.

Darcy Grant is tired of walking the straight and narrow path. She’s on the hunt for passion, and there’s no denying Reed is just the man to give it to her. Although she has no interest in dating a bad boy, and certainly not her ex’s best friend, it’s impossible not to melt beneath Reed’s skillful touch. Now it’s just a matter of setting a few ground rules—and hoping her rule-breaking, sweet-talking bad boy agrees to follow them. But if she lets Reed into her bed, does she stand a chance of keeping him out of her heart?


“Stall as long as you want. I ain’t going anywhere, Darce.”

His deep, razor-sharp voice snapped her from her inappropriate ogling. Fortunately, he

didn’t seem to notice she’d been checking him out. His expression displayed a cloud of

displeasure mingled with steely determination, leaving no doubt as to how serious he

was about cockblocking her tonight.

Or was it vagina-blocking for girls? She wasn’t sure.

“You’re being totally unreasonable,” she said, raising her voice over the music. “I’m

not seeing AJ anymore, which means it’s not considered cheating if I happen to meet

“Don’t care. Won’t be happening on my watch.”

God. He wasn’t going to back down.

Cut your losses, girl. You’re not the one-night-stand type, anyway.

The defeated voice in her head was spot on. Hopping into bed with strangers wasn’t

something she indulged in very often. Or ever.

Darcy stifled a sigh. Maybe this had been a mistake from the start. A stupid, spur-of-
the-moment decision brought on by her break-up with AJ, which, in all honesty, had

seriously bummed her out. Not because she’d lost the love of her life or anything, but

because their relationship had been so lacking it only highlighted everything she’d been

missing. Everything she craved.

Fun. Laughter. Excitement.

Yep, full circle, right back to passion.

“C’mon, quit being a brat.”

She felt herself being tugged, blinking to find Reed’s fingers curled over her forearm.

His hand was big and warm, and utterly impersonal as he guided her to the dance floor.

Darcy swallowed her anger as they maneuvered through the crowd. Fine, if he wanted

to act like a macho jerk and be her shadow, then she’d let him. Clearly passion wasn’t

on the table anymore, but fun and dancing were still up for grabs, and she might as well

get something out of this botched evening. Though maybe just the dancing part. After

all, fun and Reed Miller didn’t exactly go together.

The sultry beat pounding out of the DJ’s turntables immediately snaked its way into

Darcy’s blood, and her body responded of its own volition. AJ had hated to dance. Poor

guy had no moves, either, but his best friend didn’t seem to share that affliction.

To her surprise, Reed wasted no time yanking her toward him. He rested one hand on

her hip and began to dance to the pulsing, decadent rhythm as if he’d done it a hundred

His head dipped to her ear, his warm breath fanning over her neck. “Why is your dress

She stiffened at his disapproving tone, glancing down at the silky green dress that

nearly reached her knees. “It’s not that short. Look around us—half these girls are

“Half these girls aren’t you.”

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” she demanded.

Rather than answer, he brought his other hand into play, running it up and down her

back as his hips rotated in a slow, addictive rhythm.

Oh boy. He smelled fantastic. Sandalwood, citrus, and something uniquely male flooded

her nostrils, giving her a bit of a head rush. And his chest was rock-hard beneath

her palms she wanted so badly to stroke it that she had to redirect her hands to his

shoulders in an attempt to quell the temptation. Except his shoulders were equally

enticing, big and broad and rippling with power.

AJ was built the same lean, muscular way—she knew it had everything to do with the

fact that both men had once been professional fighters—but even though she’d slept

with AJ many, many times, her hands had never itched to explore every hard, sinewy

inch of his body the way they itched now.

Reed’s palm grazed her hipbone at the same time he thrust a thigh between her legs,

turning the dance from vaguely sensual to downright erotic. Heat unfurled in Darcy’s

belly and tingled in her sex, triggering a jolt of shock.

Holy crap. She was dirty dancing with AJ’s best friend.

And it was turning her on.

23857918One Night of Trouble 
(After Hours #3)
by Elle Kennedy
ebook, 237 pages
Published January 5th 2015 by Entangled: Brazen
ISBN 1633751910
No More Mr. Nice Guy…

The moment AJ Walsh sees the sexy, tattooed pixie walk up to his bar, it's lust at first sight. He's always been labeled the "nice" guy―opening doors, buying flowers, and never, ever having one-night stands. But with this wicked little angel with red lips and unfathomably dark eyes? Oh, yeah. Tonight, "nice" has nothing to do with it...

Brett Conlon is trying to convince her family that she's put away her reckless wild girl side for good. Nothing―and no one―could be better for her reputation than golden boy AJ Walsh. So they make a deal: if he plays The Good Boyfriend for her family, he can be a very, very bad boy with her. Now their one naughty night is about to turn into a whole lot of trouble...


He flashed that boyish smile she was growing accustomed to. “All right. Ask me.”

She knit her brows. “Ask you what?”

“To be your pretend boyfriend. Isn’t that what this heart-to-heart has been leading

Brett faltered. “Actually, I was only going to invite you to the barbecue. I figured a

few days after that, I can just tell them I dumped you.”

Those green eyes sparkled. “Bullshit. They’d never believe it.”

“Because I’m fucking awesome, Brett. You’d never dump me.”

“Gee, it’s good to know you don’t suffer from any confidence deficiencies.”

“Seriously, it would look too suspicious if you announce out of the blue that we

broke up. Besides...” The twinkle in his eye turned to smoky promise. “We have

the perfect opportunity here, and I’m not about to pass it up.”

“What opportunity?” she said slowly.

“To turn this one-night stand into a several-nights stand.”

AJ smiled again, and a dimple she hadn’t noticed before appeared in his chin.

Sweet Lord, the guy was unbelievably cute.

No, he wasn’t cute. He was sexy. And she’d be lying through her teeth if she said

the idea of sleeping with him again wasn’t incredibly appealing.

As if he’d read her mind, his voice grew low and husky. “You still want me as

much as I want you.”

“Oh, do I?” she mocked.

“Don’t play games, angel. We both know it’s true.” He paused. “Your dad is

giving you an answer at the end of the month, right?”

She nodded warily.

“That gives us three and a half weeks to keep doing what we’re doing.” There

was no mistaking the reckless glint in his eyes.

“And what exactly are we doing?”

“Having fun. Making each other come.”

She ignored the hot shiver that traveled up her spine. “And then what?”

“Then your dad gives you the manager job, you tell your family we broke up, and

we go our separate ways.”

Biting her lip, Brett mulled over what was beginning to sound like a solid plan—

especially the sex part. Three more weeks of super-sexy naked time with this

man? Sign her up.

About the Author:
A USA Today bestselling author, Elle Kennedy grew up in the suburbs of Toronto, Ontario, and holds a BA in English from York University. From an early age, she knew she wanted to be a writer and actively began pursuing that dream when she was a teenager. She loves strong heroines and sexy alpha heroes, and just enough heat and danger to keep things interesting!

Elle loves to hear from her readers. Visit her website or sign up for her newsletter to receive updates about upcoming books and exclusive excerpts. You can also find her on Facebook or follow her on Twitter (@ElleKennedy).

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  1. this looks like a fun series that would be great for warming me up during this cold weather!

  2. I really enjoy this author ;) Thanks for the fantastic post!

  3. Sounds like a great super sexy series! Thanks for the spotlight!

  4. Thanks for the post and the introduction to this series. It looks hot and steamy and I will definitely love to check it out.

  5. I can't wait to read the rest of this series. Thanks for the excerpts!


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