Tuesday, November 4, 2014

Promo Blitz: Forked by Melanie Harlow

Title: Forked (Frenched Series Book #2)
Author: Melanie Harlow
Genre: NA, Contemporary Romance, Humor
Release Day: October 20, 2014    

Twenty-eight year old Coco Thomas knows the recipe for disaster:

1) Agree to plan last-minute engagement blowout for spoiled Mafia princess before you realize her choice of caterer is Nick Lupo, a despicably gorgeous young chef with a hot new restaurant in town, a reality TV show victory, and a romantic past with you—one that did not end well.

2) Strike a deal with Nick in which you agree to spend a weekend with him in exchange for his services, under the strict conditions there will be no talking about the past, no second chances, and definitely no sex.

3) Violate all three conditions within 24 hours and spend two glorious days remembering what made you fall for the sexy, egotistical bastard in the first place, and why it hurt so much when he broke your heart.

Add one road trip, plenty of good scotch, and endless spoonfuls of chocolate cake batter drizzled over your body and licked off inch by oh-my-God-yes-right-there inch, then just admit it.

You’re totally FORKED.

Buy Links:


He smiled. “You totally want me to kiss you right now.”

Shrinking back, I slapped him on the shoulder. “I do not!

“You did, you so did,” he said, laughing as he stood up. He tossed the iPad onto his bed. “You licked your lips.”

Steaming mad, I clenched my fists at my sides and trailed him down the steps and back into the kitchen. He was so fucking infuriating! “That doesnt mean I wanted you to kiss me. Because I didn’t. I don’t.”

“Oh no?” He whirled around and grabbed me hard by the shoulders. His lips hovered over mine. “Then tell me not to kiss you,” he said, his breath warm and soft on my mouth. “Say its against the rules. Say you dont want it.”

Oh God, oh God, oh God. Why did he have to play these kinds of games? I knew what he was doing—he wanted me as badly as I wanted him, but he wanted it to be my idea so he wouldnt look like the asshole. So he could say that I was the one who broke the rules. That I was the one who wanted him more.

No way.

He was either going to take me the way I wanted to be taken or not at all. I wasnt going to offer him a fucking invitation, not after what hed done.

I don’t want it.” The lie slid out through clenched teeth.

He paused before letting go of me. “Good. Because I dont want it either.”

Before I could stop myself, my hand shot out and grabbed his crotch. Beneath his jeans, his cock was thick and hard and totally erect.

I smiled wickedly. “Liar.”

Satisfied with his awestruck expression, I removed my hand and turned to the ingredients lined up on the island. “Well, dont just stand there. Weve got a cake to bake, remember?”

Coco.” He said my name with enough force to make me wonder if he was angry at what Id done. I faced him again and saw his hands fisted at his sides. And there was something other than shock in his eyes. They were darker than theyd been a moment ago, making my nether regions tingle. And was it the oven making it so hot in here?

I felt for the counter behind me. “Yes, friend?”

Rushing toward me, he wrapped his hands tightly around my head. “Dont.” Then he crushed his mouth against mine, igniting a fire within me that consumed any lingering doubts or desire to play the coquette. I threw my arms around him and molded my lips and body to his. Later wed probably argue over who started this, but right now all I could think about was getting closer to him.

We kissed like it was the first time, like we were back in his truck and we couldnt believe wed just met, like wed better get our fill of each other because such insane chemistry couldnt possibly last—surely it would burn out as quickly as it sparked.

But God, God, it felt good.

“Nick,” I whispered as his mouth, that incredible, luscious mouth that had taught me so much about pleasure, moved down my throat. He closed his fingers in my hair, sending needles prickling across my scalp and down my spine. I tugged at the blue shirt, impatient to feel his skin against mine, to wrap myself around him, to get him inside me.

He dropped his arms and I shoved the shirt from his shoulders, but as it dropped to the floor, he did too, sinking to his knees in front of me. Breathing hard, I watched him slide his hands up the outsides of my thighs, pushing the dress to my hips. “Christ, this body,” he whispered, resting his forehead against my white lace panties. His hands flexed on my hips. “Ive dreamed about this.”

“You have?” My fingers threaded through his thick dark hair.

“Yes. And this.” He kissed me through the lace. “And this.” He dragged the panties down to my knees. “And especially this.” He slid his tongue between my legs, which nearly buckled at the first firm, wet stroke.

At the second stroke, they began to tremble.

By the third, I wasnt even sure I had legs.

“It feels so good, Nick,” I whimpered. “I don’t think I can stand.”

Fuck standing.” He yanked my underwear all the way down and I stepped out of them, holding onto his shoulders for balance. As he stood, he reached behind me and hitched my legs up around his hips, my dress riding all the way up to my waist. Our mouths and tongues collided, and I locked my ankles behind him.

God, Id missed this. Id missed everything about him.

 Title: Frenched (Frenched Series Book #1)
Author: Melanie Harlow
Genre: NA, Contemporary Romance, Humor

When Tucker Branch, playboy heir to Branch Bolt and Screw, screws and bolts a week before their wedding, Mia Devine wants nothing more than to crawl under her newly monogrammed sheets and plan a funeral for her dignity. But her friends convince her that bitter tastes better when it’s drowned in Bordeaux, so Mia grits her teeth and packs her bags, determined to make the best of her luxurious Paris honeymoon—alone.

She never planned on meeting Lucas Fournier.

The easygoing bartender’s scruffy good looks and less-than-sympathetic ear annoy her at first, but when she takes him up on his offer to show her around the city, she discovers that the romance of Paris isn’t just a myth.

Nor is the simultaneous O.

The last thing Mia needs is another doomed love affair, but since she only has a week, she figures she might as well enjoy la vie en O with Lucas while she can. But each day—and night—with Lucas is better than the last, and suddenly her heart is telling her this is more than a rebound fling.

Is it just the seduction of Paris…or could this be the real thing?

Buy Links:

 Title: Yanked (Frenched Series Book #3)
Author: Melanie Harlow
Genre: NA, Contemporary Romance, Humor

Mia Devine fell hard for Lucas Fournier after their magical week in Paris. But eight months later, the free-spirited half-French musician still hasn't made any promises about their future. And as magnifique as long-distance phone sex is, nothing compares to the real thing.

Fed up with stolen weekends and lonely nights, Mia flies to New York armed with a list of reasons why they should take the next step, but an unexpected guest in Lucas's apartment derails her plans. He’s been keeping secrets--worse, he claims he's happy with the way things are.

Without the magic of Paris, can their mismatched love survive?

Buy Links:


About the Author: Melanie Harlow likes her martinis dry, her lipstick red, and her history with the naughty bits left in. She lifts her glass to readers and writers from her home near Detroit, MI.


Direct Giveaway Link:


Since Nick Lupo is a chef and Coco Thomas is a girl with a healthy appetite, food plays an essential part in FORKED. If you love to eat (and drink) like me, check out these recipes inspired by the story! Huge thanks to my bestie and fellow author Kayti McGee for creating these delicious concoctions!

Whiskey Burgers
Nick Lupo runs The Burger Bar, where he serves gourmet burgers. The Whiskey burger is an ode to Coco’s love of bacon and their shared passion for whiskey.
½ lb 80/20 ground beef
4 slices of bacon.
1 clove garlic, minced
¼ cup beer
¼ cup whiskey
1 block white cheddar, grated
Kettle BBQ chips
2 brioche buns
Tomato, lettuce, pickles

Preheat a skillet on high, cook bacon. Divide meat in half, form into patties. Coat with salt and pepper. Cook patties in the bacon grease 3 minutes per side for medium.
In the meantime, heat beer, whiskey, and garlic over high heat until boiling. Whisk in cheese a handful at a time.
Serve burgers with bacon, a generous spoonful of whiskey cheese sauce and a handful of BBQ chips on top, veggies optional.

 Coco Cupcakes
Nick makes chocolate cake for his Noni’s birthday, and Coco, um, helps. Since his nickname for her is cupcake, here’s a version for her. The cinnamon and the labne are nods to her Lebanese heritage. Feel free to swap the labne for sour cream. The cherry in the frosting is another nod to Coco…since Nick took hers. If you love frosting, double the recipe.

½ c cocoa
½ c hot coffee (cinnamon coffee if you’re overachieving)
½ c butter
1 ¼ c sugar
½ tsp sea salt
2 eggs
1 tsp vanilla
1 ½ c flour
1 tsp baking powder
½ c labne

Preheat the oven to 350, and line a tin for12 cupcakes. Dissolve the cocoa in the coffee. Cream the butter and sugar. Add eggs, and vanilla. Slowly mix the remaining ingredients in, with the cocoa mixture last. Bake for 20-25 minutes. Cool.
1 egg white
¾ c sugar
2 Tb cold water
3 T maraschino cherry syrup
1 tsp corn syrup
½ tsp vanilla

Beat all ingredients like hell over a double boiler for exactly 7 minutes. Top each cupcake with a dab of frosting and a cherry.

No comments:

Post a Comment