“Slave to Sensation” by Nalini Singh
From Dictionary.com:
ALPHA: al•pha n.
1. The first letter of the Greek alphabet.
2. The first one; the beginning.
3. Chemistry The first position from a designated carbon atom in an organic molecule at which an atom or radical may be substituted.
4. Astronomy The brightest or main star in a constellation.
5. The mathematical estimate of the return on a security when the return on the market as a whole is zero. Alpha is derived from a in the formula Ri = a + bRm, which measures the return on a security (Ri) for a given return on the market (Rm) where b is beta.
adj.
1. Being the highest ranked or most dominant individual of one’s sex. Used of social animals.
2. Being the most prominent, talented, or aggressive person in a group: the alpha male of investment bankers.

From Ripmybodice.com:
ALPHA: al•pha adj..
1. Being the most prominent, talented, or sexually aggressive person in a group: Lucas Hunter from “Slave to Sensation”.
2. Sexy beast = Good times 4eva!!
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“Love Letters from a Duke” by Elizabeth Boyle
In “Love Letters from a Duke”, you have a very interesting premise. What happens when an aristocratic young lady who is almost engaged to a duke, falls in love with her gorgeous footman instead? Fortunately for the young lady in question, the gorgeous footman happens to be her almost betrothed, the most eligible bachelor in society. Which means that Lola’s secure in the knowledge that our couple isn’t doomed to a life of scrounging for money and that the poor heroine isn’t forced to wear last Season’s clothes, and I can settle back to enjoy the ride. What can I say, I like my assured happy endings.
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“Dangerous Games” by Lora Leigh  

*cue music* “Welcome to RMB News. I’m Sheridan Sakura Carlotta with today’s breaking headline news.” *swivels in chair* “Tonight. The authorities are on a nation-wide manhunt today for Navy SEAL Clint McIntire. We cut live now to our senior correspondent Ma’mselle Mimi for the latest developments. Good evening Mimi! What can you tell us about the search?” *Mimi is busy adjusting her breasts* “Erm…Ma’mselle Mimi? You’re on live news. So Mimi, perhaps you could give us the viewers a little background on this breaking story.”

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WE WON!! Many kisses and hugs to all of you who voted for us in the BBAW awards, and a complimentary rub (at spot of choice) from either Juan or Sven! Now we’re not going to get all sappy on you or anything so you can ju - oh who are we kidding?! *sniffle* Come here! *group hug* We love each and everyone of you for all your comments, recommendations, man candy pictures and attempts at stealing our pre-dibbed alpha male heroes when you thought we weren’t noticing. Uh huh. You know who you are.

And so, we dedicate our win to you, dear readers.

A special shout-out to all the nominees, the winners and of course, Amy for organising this stellar event. It was, of course, an honor just to have been nominated. We weren’t expecting this win at all! The fact that we may have had a prepared acceptance speech was pure coincidence. Honest!

XOXO,

Lola, Sheridan, Mimi

“The Mistress Diaries” by Julianne MacLean
There’s nothing worse than reading a book that you’d been eagerly anticipating, only for it to fall flatter than a badly-done soufflé or last season’s hairstyle. When I read the description of Julianne MacLean’s latest book, “The Mistress Diaries,” I was all aflutter with excitement. Drama, pathos, potential grovel, fascinating! My little paws rubbed together in glee. Maybe I should have rubbed them harder. Then I could ignite a spark and set fire to myself. That would have been more interesting.
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Our dear readers,

They’re back. They’re ALL back. As we try to work through the problem (by perhaps casting another spell), we deeply apologise if your comments have disappeared and hope that you still love us. *puppy dog eyes*

XOXO,

Lola, Sheridan, Mimi

“The Bachelor” by Carly Philips

P is for Pain: which is what Sheridan felt when she realised that the driving plot device of the entire book was not the romance, not bromance, not über villains, but panties. PAN-I kid you not because I ain’t that cruel- TIES. Crocheted ones at that. What decent lady would want to swathe her nether regions with a tea cosy you ask? Well, apparently half the goddamn town of Yorkshire Falls that’s who! Now ordinarily Sheridan doesn’t have a problem with panties. In fact, she believes in wearing them when getting out of limousines, hummers, and whenever one is wearing an ultra short dress. Sheridan freely admits that she never fully recovered from the image file Lola had sent her not too long back, of Britney’s unpruned secret garden. * BLERGH * However, when one is within a five mile radius of an alpha male, the aforementioned should be ignored. Feel free to experience the true extent of the day/night breeze.

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In the romance novel justice system, sexually inept heroes are considered especially heinous. In New York City, the dedicated detectives who investigate these vicious felonies are members of an elite squad known as the Special RMB Unit. These are their stories.

*chang chang*

1. The suspect– Phury from “Lover Enshrined“: Have you ever heard the one about the guy with the wooden leg? Neither have we, but we bet he’d be better at doing it than Phury. Having spent large amounts of time mooning over Bella, the RMB girls were eager to see how Phury’d take to his Chosen, Cormia. Sadly for us (and Cormia), he only took her in the last quarter of the book. We should have known better than to expect something wild from a V-to the-Irgin vampire whose one and only unfinished experience had been in a toilet cubicle with a prostitute. That’s right. Unfinished. Dude, you may have an artificial leg, but surely this doesn’t affect the rest of your appendages. Sentenced to: Ten years hard labour in Cormia’s bed, so that at least the poor thing finally gets what’s coming to her (pun fully intended).
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“Promise Me Forever” by Lorraine Heath

Dear RMB manwich participants,

A special treat! As opposed to the usual candlelight honey lickin’, whip cream smearing, essential oil rubbing (with the occasional leather paddling  thrown in) activities that have come to be synonymous with our fortnightly manwich party, we’ve decided to spice things up a little bit during our upcoming meeting of (dirty) minds. Inspired by Lorraine Heath’s “Promise Me Forever” and the Pussycat Dolls, we have come up with a cerebrally challenging game which shall be played at our next session, right after our usual tea, crumpets and whip cream serving. As loyal participants to our event, we have decided to forward to you the details of the game so that you may be prepared. We refer your attention to the following instructions:

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“Wild Card” by Lora Leigh

From the confidential files of the Navy SEALs. (Restricted Access!!) [with notes and remarks addressed to Captain La Lola (“Capt LL”)]

Subject: Nathan Malone (alias Noah Blake)

Operative Name: “Wild Card” [Capt LL’s petition to have Subject’s name changed to “Hung with a Dong like Donkey Kong” denied.]
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