Sunday, November 6, 2016

Blog Tour - Because Beards. - An Anthology



Title: Because Beards

Release Date: Nov 1, 2016

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Be it a little scruff or a full length beard, there’s nothing more attractive than a man with a well-groomed face. Masculine. Powerful. Sexy. Devoted. Lose yourself in this tantalizing collection of original short stories by your favorite romance authors in support of a great cause. Hipster CEO, bartender, best friend, baseball player—just to name a few—these men all have one thing in common: they’re bearded for your pleasure and deliver one hell of a happy ever after.


All proceeds from this anthology will be donated to The Movember Foundation, an organization that supports charities in the research and treatment of prostate and testicular cancer as well as other men’s health initiatives.


Written by Alexis Alvarez, Faith Andrews, M. Andrews, Jeannine Colette, Hayley Faiman, Angelita Gill, Ace Gray, Ruthie Henrick, Scott Hildreth, Evie Lauren, Jerica MacMillan, R.C. Martin, Emmanuelle de Maupassant, Leslie McAdam, Maria Monroe, Adrienne Perry, J. Quist, Renee Rose, Kacey Shea, Martha Sweeney, and Tom Sweeney.


Cover design by Jessica Hildreth, cover model Jacob Rodney-Model and photography by Wander Aguiar.


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For only $0.99, and all proceeds going to The Movember Foundation to benefit men’s health, this charity anthology brings you twenty-one original short stories from your favorite romance authors; some hot, others sweet, and a few ultra-steamy… but all bearded for your pleasure.


            






I bit my lip. The idea of his lips dancing against my skin had my blood boiling.


But the beard…


“You’d scratch my skin all to hell,” I whined but it was a little breathy.


“Oh Livy.” He said my name in a way that sent shivers down my spine. “Have you ever been kissed by a man with a beard?”


“No,” I admitted.


“God, I’d make it so good for you.” Desire was thick in his voice, and my body responded to it.


“You would?” I couldn’t help myself—the voice, without the visual, spoke to me on a primal level.


“Hell yes I would.” There was a hint of determination, maybe even force behind his statement.


Splooge.


“What would you do to me?”





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