Cover Reveal! Scoring Opportunity by Ariel Storm

Women athletes who kick ass and take names. Book boyfriends who are sexy alphas. Sex that is hot, sweet and sometimes, a little dirty. Welcome to The Game of Love Series.

Book one, Love TKO is a stand alone and is out now, learn more about it here.

When Toni Hanson has a one night stand with Rebel, a hottie with a James Dean vibe who she meets in a club, she thinks she’ll never see him again. After an unflattering news article calls into question the reasons she retired from the WNBA years earlier, she’s surprised when Nathaniel Clark, coach of a women’s basketball team, calls the gym to persuade her to join a newly formed women’s league. Despite having little interest in playing basketball professionally again, Toni agrees to meet with him and is shocked to find out Nathaniel Clark is none other than her sexy one night stand, Rebel. Toni insists she can’t be a part of the basketball team Nathaniel coaches, but she offers to help him scout for talent for the new team. Together, they find that when the two of them work as a team—both on and off the basketball court—it can be a heart-racing activity.

Scoring Opportunity releases May 2nd!

About Ariel Storm

Ariel Storm believes that fantasies are meant to be explored, on the pages of her manuscripts, and beyond. Ariel fell in love with all things paranormal, magical and mystical at a young age. Her obsession with the dark, dangerous and forbidden began in her teen years as a way to rebel against her strict religious upbringing. Her stories can range from contemporary BDSM to new adult to paranormal. One thing will never change, and that’s writing scorching hot erotic romance with unconventionally sexy alpha heroes.

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New Release! Love TKO by Ariel Storm

love-tko-kobo-coverWhen Frankie ends up in a penthouse condo on Miami Beach, she hopes the lavish surroundings will make up for the fact that she’s pulling maid of honor duty for her best friend’s wedding. As an undefeated boxer, she’s no stranger to challenge, yet none of her previous challenges have tested her strength—or her patience—quite like the cocky best man, Gabe.

Even though the two of them butt heads instantly, when a wedding snafu strikes they put aside their differences and pretend to “play nice” for the sake of the bride. Soon, Frankie becomes swept up in their lie and starts to see Gabe in a different light. After spending one afternoon together, it becomes clear their initial dislike of each other has transformed into intense sexual tension.

When the two give into their attraction, the lines between what’s real and what’s an act become irreparably blurred. Frankie can’t help but wonder if she and Gabe have simply allowed themselves to become consumed by the romantic wedding atmosphere. Can Frankie let go of her resistance to him or will falling fast and hard for the best man prove to be her toughest fight yet?

Excerpt

He grabbed her, wrapping his arms around her waist, and pulled her against him. The thin linen material of her shorts couldn’t conceal his erection or how hard he was as he pressed it against her ass.

“Don’t ruin this. Just let it happen.”

He swept her hair off her neck and nipped at her bare shoulder. Her knees buckled, thanks to that pleasure mixed with a bit of pain. She bent forward and gripped the ledge of the granite countertop of the kitchen island to keep her balance. Gabe leaned down and fisted her hair, pulling her face sideways, toward his mouth. When his mouth reached hers, he guided it open. Stroking her tongue with his, he teased her lightly and caressed with his tongue. As much as she didn’t want to admit it to herself, Frankie was turned on by the way he took control. Most men were content to let her sit back and be the aggressor.

Not so with Gabe. He was dominant, aggressive. Powerful and sexual. Her arousal surprised her, potent and overwhelming. One hand still in her hair, his other slid beneath her shirt to cup her bare breast.

“I’ve wanted to do this all night. It’s been driving me crazy to see you without a bra.”

A moan escaped her lips as he kneaded and shaped the flesh of her breast.

“Gabe, not like this. Not like this. Let’s go to the bedroom.”

“No,” he breathed against her neck. “You’ve ran away from me too many times. If I let you go now, you won’t go through with this. And I know you want this as much as I do. Tell me you don’t want me to fuck you senseless tonight and I’ll walk away.”

He plucked her nipple harder and she moaned. “Yes, please. I want that too.”

Although he wasn’t playing fair—with his hands on her whispering dirty words in her ear—she didn’t regret telling him what she wanted. She knew he was right and hearing him say it caused her resolve to float away like a plastic bag in a windstorm.

Want more of Frankie and Gabe’s steamy story? Get Love TKO at All Romance eBooks,Amazon, Amazon CA, Amazon UK, Barnes and Noble, and Kobo.

About Ariel Storm

Ariel Storm believes that fantasies are meant to be explored, on the pages of her manuscripts, and beyond. Ariel fell in love with all things paranormal, magical and mystical at a young age. Her obsession with the dark, dangerous and forbidden began in her teen years as a way to rebel against her strict religious upbringing. Her stories can range from contemporary BDSM to new adult to paranormal. One thing will never change, and that’s writing scorching hot erotic romance with unconventionally sexy alpha heroes.

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Cover Reveal! Love TKO by Ariel Storm

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Love TKO is the first in a new series by Ariel Storm. The Game of Love trilogy sees women athletes falling for cocky, charming and charismatic men. Blurb and excerpt reveal coming soon!

Women athletes who kick ass and take names. Book boyfriends who are sexy alphas. Sex that is hot, sweet and sometimes, a little dirty. Welcome to The Game of Love Series.

Love TKO releases Tuesday, October 11.

About Ariel Storm

Ariel Storm believes that fantasies are meant to be explored, on the pages of her manuscripts, and beyond. Ariel fell in love with all things paranormal, magical and mystical at a young age. Her obsession with the dark, dangerous and forbidden began in her teen years as a way to rebel against her strict religious upbringing. Her stories can range from contemporary BDSM to new adult to paranormal. One thing will never change, and that’s writing scorching hot erotic romance with unconventionally sexy alpha heroes.

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New Release Leather and Lace by Ariel Storm

leather-and-lace-koboWhen Roxanna Chase finds herself alone in her tiny hometown of Haven, Indiana on Thanksgiving eve, she decides to do the one thing she always swore she’d never do: attend Chatterfest, an unofficial high school reunion held every year the night before Thanksgiving at Haven’s busiest bar, The Watering Hole. After a couple of cocktails and reminiscing with a classmate, Roxanna is overwhelmed, and a little turned on, when her old high school crush Nicholas Birch approaches her at the bar. He’s still as tall, broad-shouldered and sexy as he was thirty years ago. Since he’d dated her best friend in high school, Roxanna had always placed Nicholas in a box marked ‘hands off.’ When Nicholas admits he had feelings for Roxanna in high school, the two decide to leave the bar together and see what happens next. They quickly find that when old flames are rekindled, they can ignite into an inferno that refuses to burn out.

 

He helped her get situated on top of him. When she sunk down as far as she could, a moan escaped her lips as she felt him stretch and fill her insides. It had been such a long time since she’d been with anyone that her movements were cautious at first. She moved her pelvis in a slow, undulating rhythm.
“I’m sorry to make you do all the work, but I had to look at you. You’re so perfect. So beautiful,” Nicholas said as he cupped her breasts in his hands.
Each time she rocked back further, she grew closer to a climax. Once again,
Nicholas began his sweet torment on her nipples. He circled the tips with his thumbs until they reached stiff peaks. Using his fingers, he sawed them back and forth gently. A fire burned in the pit of Roxanna’s belly and she knew she was close to coming again.
She tilted her pelvis and ground harder against him. Nicholas began to thrust into her from below. The wide head of his cock stroked and rubbed against her clit from the inside. She was dying for a release. Placing one hand between their writhing bodies, Roxanna reached between her folds. She sought
out the slippery pearl of flesh and released a sigh when she felt the slick nubbin beneath her fingers.
“God damn, Rox. Watching you touch yourself is so fucking hot,” Nicholas said in a low rasp. He squeezed her tits together and tweaked both nipples at the same time.
The friction pushed Roxanna over the edge. She shamelessly and savagely
bucked against him and threw her head back. A primal sound escaped from her throat and she was thankful that two floors separated her room from the rest of the house. She felt his body tense beneath her and she tilted her head back down in time to see Nicholas bare his teeth and squeeze his eyes shut.
She collapsed against his chest in a sweaty, panting mess. She let her head come to rest at the base of his throat. Their bodies were still entwined. She felt his cock give one last twitch inside her before she carefully lifted her hips. They released a simultaneous moan at the exquisite pleasure as he slid out of her wet depths. She pressed a kiss to his collarbone and tasted his warm salty skin.
“Do you want to tell me why we waited over thirty years to do that?” Nicholas asked as he stroked her hair.

 

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About the Author

Ariel Storm believes that fantasies are meant to be explored, on the pages of her manuscripts, and beyond. Ariel fell in love with all things paranormal, magical and mystical at a young age. Her obsession with the dark, dangerous and forbidden began in her teen years as a way to rebel against her strict religious upbringing. Her stories can range from contemporary BDSM to new adult to paranormal. One thing will never change, and that’s writing scorching hot erotic romance with unconventionally sexy alpha heroes.

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New Release Special Delivery by Ariel Storm

Special Delivery CoverWho says good things come in small packages? Corina believes beauty isn’t about size—it’s about attitude—and Zach can’t get enough of her confidence or her curves.

Curvy and proud of it, photographer Corina Saunders seeks to empower other females by shooting boudoir photos of plus-sized women in her home studio. When a charity needs a photographer to photograph twelve sexy men for a hunk-of-the-month calendar, she gladly volunteers her services. Sparks fly during the photo shoot when she snaps pictures of sexy delivery man Zach Moreno’s strategically placed package. When they cross paths again at a charity ball and bachelor auction, Corina surprises everyone—including herself—by placing the highest bid on Zach, the sexiest bachelor up for grabs.

Thanks to the frenzied atmosphere of the auction—and the complimentary champagne—she’s helpless to fight the insane chemistry between her and Zach any longer and the two celebrate her winning bid. With a bang. Afterwards, Corina’s mortified that she had sex with Zach in a cramped supply room at the bachelor auction. How can she face him again? Then again, after bidding an incredible six-thousand dollars to win him at the auction, she can’t afford to skip out on the date. Besides, the sex was unbelievably hot, and she really shouldn’t deprive herself that one indulgence. After all, what harm could come from one innocent picnic in the park lunch date?

 

“So, what do you have in store for me, Corina?” Zach asked, and tightened his grip on her hip.

The two were dancing together at the charity ball following the auction. He hadn’t left her side since she’d stepped forward to claim her prize after bidding on him, not that she was going to complain about that.

“What if I said I haven’t decided yet?” Corina asked.

She knew all the bubbly she’d consumed had something to do with her saucy answer. Zach smirked and raised an eyebrow at her reply.

“Let me know if you need help, I might have an idea or two about what I’d like to do with you. Of course, a sexy redhead like you probably doesn’t need suggestions from me.”

The song came to an end and they stopped moving briefly in the silence while they waited for the next melody to start. In that moment, Zach held her still in his arms and locked his gaze on her. A shiver traveled down her spine. How was she supposed to respond to his innuendo? Sexy talk wasn’t her strong suit. In an attempt to make the situation less sexually charged, she brought up their impending outing.

“Right…about our date, why don’t you tell me what you like? Do you enjoy spending time in nature?”

“Yes, I love the outdoors. Just what did do you have in mind?” Zach pressed again.

“With a body like yours, I figured you had to get a lot of fresh air and exercise.” As soon as the words tumbled from her lips, Corina placed a hand over her mouth as though to ensure she didn’t say anything else embarrassing. Alcohol had caused the filter on her mouth to cease working completely.

“So you’ve noticed my body, huh?”

“Yeah, I mean…you looked pretty fit at the photo shoot.” Mortified by her words, she broke eye contact and directed her gaze across the dance floor. “I mean…never mind. Back to our date. I’ve planned a simple picnic lunch, at Forest Park. And afterward, I thought we could walk around, and visit the museums,” she said about one of the most notable green spaces in the city of St. Louis.

“That sounds fun. But, you get me all day, you know? Since you’ve planned lunch, why don’t I plan dinner?”

“Okay. Are you going to give me a hint about what we’re doing for dinner?” Corina asked when the two stopped dancing momentarily as the band introduced the next song.

“Nope,” he said simply as he swept her up into his arms again.

The musicians played a slower number, and Zach pulled her body closer.

“You know, technically our date on Saturday won’t be our first.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, we chatted during the calendar shoot, so that was our ice- breaker. Then I rang your bell,” he said and bobbed his eyebrows up and down. “And I met your dog. That’s a pretty serious step. Then tonight, this is practically our third date.”

“And everyone knows what happens on the third date,” Corina said around a giggle that ended with a hiccup.

She’d really had too much to drink. She looked up into Zach’s eyes and noticed the dark irises seemed to glitter like onyx. He narrowed his gaze at her. Now she’d gone and done it. She must have embarrassed him with her blathering.

“Of course I know what most people do on the third date. But, sometimes you meet someone and the connection is there and you just can’t wait that long,” he purred.

He ran his hand along the lush curve of her hip and settled his fingertips at the top of her ass. His electrifying caress caused a bloom of desire to unfurl inside her. The tips of her nipples hardened and tingled from the intimate position of his hands on her body. She pressed herself even closer against to him, and loved the feel of his solid chest as it pressed against her breasts. She repositioned her hips, which caused her thigh to graze his pelvic region. When she felt the rigid length of his cock against her leg, her pulse leapt and her sex clenched in response.

Corina brought her gaze up to his and she read the blatant sexual look on his face. God help her, she wanted to rip his clothes off and jump him right in the middle of the dance floor at the sophisticated event. She rolled her lips inward as she thought about placing that big, thick cock in her mouth. She wanted to feel the friction as its smooth head glided across her tongue. She pictured the way his slim hips and plump ass would look while he pumped into her mouth. Unable to help herself, a soft moan escaped her lips as the fantasy played out inside her mind.

His fingertips dig dug into the meaty flesh of her hip, and she knew his mind had to be traveling down a similar path. Zach gave her a slow, almost imperceptible nod. Corina was panting for breath, but it had nothing to do with the sexy dance she’d just shared with him. She decided to take the lead and show Mr. Out of My League an evening he wouldn’t soon forget. Turning her head to the side, she placed her mouth beside Zach’s ear.

“Follow my lead,” she told him and then released herself from his grasp.

Scanning the crowd for Anderson, she found him at a table occupied by a few of the night’s bachelors and their bidders. Anderson’s arms flailed in an animated way in front of him. She knew he was regaling people with a wild story, one of the men enraptured by her brother’s shenanigans was Trey, the hot fireman from the photo shoot who’d commented on Anderson’s good looks. She was thankful for the attention the men were paying Anderson, because she didn’t want her brother to see what she was about to do next.

Corina excused her way through the throng of guests on the crowded dance floor and snaked between a series of tables to get to the back of the enormous banquet room. As casually as she could, she turned her head and looked backward over her shoulder to ensure Zach was keeping up with her. He was. The roar of rushing blood reverberated in her ears above the music and gaiety of her surroundings.

She slipped into a dimly lit hallway and then through a door to a tiny closet used for storage. She’d been the photographer at a wedding at this banquet hall years ago and she still remembered the layout. Inside the small space there were extra folding chairs, tables and other supplies. Zach was close behind her and crossed the threshold of the closet seconds after her. She’d barely had time to shut and lock the door before Zach’s hands were all over her body. Using his powerful chest, he leaned toward her and wedged her there, between him and the door. His mouth, warm and insisting, found hers and he plowed all ten of his fingers into her hair when as he kissed her.

Too turned on to care about her mussed appearance or the fact that she’d spent an hour creating the glamorous waved hairstyle, Corina moaned in response and ground her breasts against him. He growled and tilted her head back further. His kiss became even more passionate and erotic as he plunged his tongue into her mouth over and over.

She ran her hands over his shirt, vest and tuxedo jacket. She wanted to rip the finery off his body and expose his chiseled form. He ended their kiss abruptly and pulled back to look her in the eyes.

As if reading her mind, Zach said, “God, I’d love nothing more than to tear that dress off your delicious body.”

He thought her body was delicious? The thought made her giddy and even hornier. “As much as I’d love that, this dress does have a zipper. It’s right here, you see,” she said pointing to the zipper that was hidden in a seam along the left side of her gown.

“That will take too much time,” Zach said as he edged the hem of her dress up her leg. “We’ll have to be quick, and neat,” he added, almost as an afterthought. Once he’d bunched the heavy-beaded material of the gown over her hips, he knelt in front of her.

“God, those are hot,” he told her as he ran his fingertips over the top of her thigh- high stockings. He placed a soft kiss at the top of her thigh, where the silky material of the nylons met her flesh.

Corina trembled at the feel of his hot, wet mouth on her skin. She used his hands, which were wrapped around the back of her thighs, for support. He moved his fingers up and gripped her bare ass, hard.

“Oh, my God, you’re wearing a thong,” he said around a groan as he pulled the flimsy piece of material down her hips. “You’re so beautiful, and not just here,” Zach told her and brushed his fingertips over her labia.

Her clit throbbed in response to his words and the softness of his touch. She leaned her head against the door when she felt him explore her wet pussy. His touch was slow and soft. It was as though he were testing her. Teasing her. Corina wanted and needed more. She writhed against his hand, craving a release. He must have sensed her urgency, because he used the pad of his thumb to stroke the hard pearl of flesh at the base of her sex. He circled the slippery bud in a deliberate stroke that caused her to cry out.

“Please,” she begged softly. She was dying to moan, but she couldn’t risk the two of them getting caught. “Zach, please…”

“Please, what?” He released his hold on her throbbing, wet flesh. Standing to his full height again, he slipped her thong in the inside pocket of his tuxedo jacket. “Tell me what you need, Corina,” he challenged as he stared into her eyes.

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About the Author

Ariel Storm believes that fantasies are meant to be explored, on the pages of her manuscripts, and beyond. Ariel fell in love with all things paranormal, magical and mystical at a young age. Her obsession with the dark, dangerous and forbidden began in her teen years as a way to rebel against her strict religious upbringing. Her stories can range from contemporary BDSM to new adult to paranormal. One thing will never change, and that’s writing scorching hot erotic romance with unconventionally sexy alpha heroes.

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Good With His Hands Book Tour

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Every woman wants a man who is good with his hands…

He’s a sexy bad boy mechanic with a reputation. She’s a guarded reporter with too much to lose to play with fire. She tries to resist him but one touch from him changes everything. 

Recent college graduate Gabby Richards has big plans for her life. At the top of those plans is landing a job for a major magazine in Chicago. While Gabby is busy mapping out her career as a journalist, her father gets seriously injured. Upon hearing of his accident, Gabby drops everything, including her career plans, and heads home to her small, rural town of Clear Lake, but vows to return to Chicago as soon as her father is well.

On her first day back in her hometown she has a run-in with the town’s sexy new mechanic, Jake Harrison, and meeting him turns everything upside-down. Despite her wishes to remain single, she doesn’t see the harm in going on a few dates with him. Soon Jake is helping Gabby confront her past and bringing out a side of her that has remained hidden for years. Even though she wants to remain focused on her career and return to her city life, she begins to wonder if it’s possible to have it all—career, her dream life in Chicago, and Jake Harrison.

EXCERPT

Gabby turned her back to him. He just wasn’t going to let up about taking her out, was he? She began scrubbing out the stainless steel sink as a means of distraction.

“Tomorrow’s Sunday. I didn’t think the shop was open,”

“It’s not, but sometimes when I have a backlog of work, like I do now, I go in when the shop is closed. I actually get a lot more done when there aren’t customers coming in and the phone’s not ringing off the hook.”

“Oh, well, thanks for having a look at my car on your day off. I’ll talk to you tomorrow, I guess. Have a good evening, Jake.”

“Hey,” he grabbed her by the shoulders and spun her around. “What’s wrong? I know you want to go out with me. Don’t pretend you haven’t felt this thing between us.”

She lowered her gaze to the floor. He was right. There was no denying the attraction she felt toward him and the chemistry between them seemed to be building. She didn’t want or need to date someone. Her life was fucked up enough at the moment and she didn’t need any additional complications right now.

“Walk me out?” Jake cupped her chin and brought her gaze to his.

Despite her reservations, she held his stare. Looking into his deep blue eyes she couldn’t find a way to say no. She let him take her by the hand and followed behind him outside. Once in the driveway she stood beside his vehicle.

“No wonder you like my dad’s truck so much. I think he wants to do something similar, but on a less grand scale. Did you restore it yourself?” She asked as she ran her hand along the orange and red flames painted on the hood. Even in the dark she could see the paint job was spectacular. The moonlight glinted off the chrome accents and highlighted the glossy black finish that was on the body of the truck.

“Guilty. I took my time with the restoration process and I worked on it for about three years. But, I didn’t bring you out here to talk about my truck.”

She looked up at him, intending to ask him just why he had asked her to come outside, but he was too fast for her. He slipped his hands around the back of her neck and titled her head back further. His mouth met hers with an almost crushing force. Jake slid his tongue between her parted lips, their tongues twined together until he broke their hold.

“God damn I’ve wanted to do that since I saw you standing in my shop today.”

He leaned down and kissed her again. His thumbs stroked the sensitive flesh along the sides of her neck. The light touch seemed innocent enough, but there was something about the way his calloused skin felt against her the smooth column of her neck. It awakened things in her.

Beneath the tight T-shirt, she felt her nipples harden. He must’ve felt the sensation because Jake moaned and pressed the solid wall of his chest against her. His hard body felt so good against hers. She ran her hands along his shoulders, down the center of his chest and stopped at his waist. Corded muscles rippled beneath her fingertips. He was massively built.

She wondered if he was as impressive below the belt. As if reading her mind, he ground his torso against her hip. He was huge. Gabby slid her hands up his torso until she reached his shoulders. Fisting the collar of his shirt, she wriggled against his thick erection. Her body ached to be filled. The lips of her sex were slick and swollen. Her nipples were painfully hard and her breathing pattern had become a rapid pant. Holy hell did she want this man.

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About the Author

Ariel Storm believes that fantasies are meant to be explored, on the pages of her manuscripts, and beyond. She writes erotic romance readers can sink their teeth into, covering everything from contemporary BDSM to paranormal. Ariel fell in love with all things paranormal, magical and mystical at a young age. Her obsession with the dark, dangerous and forbidden began in her teen years as a way to rebel against her strict religious upbringing. Visit her at authorarielstorm.com, find her on Facebook and Twitter.