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Blog Tour – Excerpt – SAMBA (Sultry Nights) by Melanie Munton

SAMBA Book Blitz

Welcome to the blog tour for SAMBA, the fourth book in the adult contemporary romantic suspense series, Sultry Nights, by Melanie Munton. See below for information on the book, buy inks, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

SAMBA (Sultry Nights #4) by Melanie Munton

SAMBA (Sultry Nights #4) by Melanie Munton

About the Book
Title: SAMBA
Series: Sultry Nights #4
Author: Melanie Munton
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romantic Suspense
Release Date: October 15, 2019
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo

Synopsis
Samba (n): danced to a quick, fast-paced beat, with rapid steps and a rocking, sexy swaying motion; typically has a dramatic climax.

Whether Sophie Fuentes wants to admit it or not, her life has irrevocably changed ever since undercover DEA agent Max Romano blew into it. And now that she knows the truth about who he really is, everything has changed all over again. Nothing is as she thought it was. There is no one left she can trust. All she knows for sure is that she wants nothing at all to do with Max and his lies.

Max knows he screwed up majorly with Sophie. But he’s not about to let her shut him out, not when her very life is in danger. She can yell at him, she can hate him, but she can’t deny the way her body responds to him. It might be wrong, but he’s going to use the passion that burns so brightly between them to his advantage. He’ll push her to the brink of her desire until she has no choice but to forgive him.

Their fire burns hotter than ever.
The stakes have never been higher.
The danger has never been deadlier.
But what scares Max the most is that he has no idea what’s coming for them next.

**This is a SHORT story series. Each volume is a short story serial and is an average of 30,000 words. This is NOT a full-length novel series.**

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Excerpt #3
Max

I put my bag of groceries on the kitchen counter and start grabbing all the pots and pans I’ll need. Twenty minutes later, I’m alternating chicken, sausage, prosciutto, and shrimp to sauté in a pan while cutting up tomatoes, bell peppers, onions, and garlic cloves. The scents of dinner fill the house, reminding me of childhood nights listening to my parents cook together in the kitchen while dancing along to their favorite Old World tunes. 

“What are you doing?”

I turn around to find Sophie standing in the middle of the kitchen in a white tank top and striped lounge pants with wet hair. I love seeing her fresh-faced and comfortable like this, when she’s not trying to grab another man’s attention by dressing like a vixen in heels. Ironically, I’m finding it harder to look away from her now than ever before. I’d like to think I’m the only man who has ever seen her like this and who also knows the pleasures of her body.

“Cooking dinner,” I answer, turning back to the stove.

Why?

I cringe. My mother would be so disappointed to hear that the woman I’m in love with is shocked I’m cooking dinner for her and her family. 

“Because I want to and because you all need to eat.”

“I-I was going to do it,” she blusters, sounding almost offended. “I can take care of us.”

Ah, there it is. The woman is so bull-headed and prideful and independent. She doesn’t like the implication that she isn’t capable of taking care of her family. God, I love her. 

I look over my shoulder, softening my voice. “No one is saying you can’t. I know you enjoy cooking, but I wanted to give you a break. And maybe I wanted to show off my cooking skills a little.”

She bites her lip, her gaze darting to the stovetop. “What are you cooking?”

“Paella. My mother will roll over in her grave if I don’t impress people with her recipe.”

I focus on bringing the onion and bell peppers to a simmer while she processes. 

After several silent moments, she asks, “Is there anything I can help with?”

It’s a damn good thing my back is to her because my smile is both smug and victorious. “You can open the bottle of wine on the counter.”

I hear drawers open, followed by a pop as she uses the corkscrew. Then a glass full of white wine is held out in front of me. Our eye contact is intense as I take it from her. “Thank you.”

She nods and takes a sip from her glass. “I tried to make paella once.”

“And?”

She winces. “It basically turned into gumbo.”

I chuckle. “It takes some time to perfect. You want me to show you?”

She’s clearly hesitant but gives in. “Okay.”

Over the next forty-five minutes, I explain in detail each step to creating an authentic Spanish paella dish. She’s attentive and eager to copy what I do or try by herself. I’m working so hard to keep my dick under control, but she’s not making it easy at all. Especially when she sidles up next to me, grazing her breasts against my arm. Or when she insists on taking over and steps in front of me at the stove, placing her ass right up against my crotch. Or when a bit of olive oil pops in the pan and she jolts back to avoid getting burned. 

The fight against an erection is lost after that.

She freezes when she feels the full impact of my hardness. My muscles lock up—I don’t even breathe—as I wait to see what she’s going to do. I was hoping we’d made some progress, even microscopic, after our angry fucking in a filthy alley last night. I feel her begin to melt against me, her ass cushioning my bulge the more she relaxes.

“Smells good in here,” her mother announces from behind us.

Sophie shoots forward, but not before—did she just wiggle her ass against me? I spot the coy smile she tries to hide from me and feel my chest swell about fifty sizes. 

It’s working.

She’s coming back to me. Slowly and—I adjust myself as discreetly as I can, preparing for the blue balls—painfully coming back, but at least it’s happening.

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Author Melanie Munton

Author Melanie Munton

About the Author
Traveler. Reader. Beach-goer. St. Louis Cardinals fan. Pasta-obsessed. North Carolina resident. Sarcastic. Bit of a nerd.

Author of the Cruz Brothers, Possession and Politics, and Timid Souls series, Melanie loves all things romance, comedies and suspense in particular because it’s boring to only stick to one sub-genre! From light-hearted comedies to sexy thrillers, she likes to mix it up, but loves her some strong alpha males and sassy heroines.

Go visit Melanie’s website and sign up for her newsletter to stay updated on release dates, teasers, and other details for all of her projects!

 

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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – AMBER SKY by Cassia Leo

AMBER SKY Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for AMBER SKY, a stand-alone adult contemporary romance/thriller by New York Times bestselling author Cassia Leo. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

AMBER SKY by Cassia Leo

AMBER SKY by Cassia Leo

About the Book
Title: AMBER SKY
Author: Cassia Leo
Publisher: Gloss Publishing, LLC
Release Date: October 18, 2019
Genre:
 Adult Contemporary Romance/Thriller
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & Noble | iBooksKobo | GooglePlay

Synopsis
From New York Times bestselling author Cassia Leo comes a new stand-alone novel Amber Sky, the haunting, atmospheric love story of Walker Ainsley and Cassidy O’Connor.

A devastating car crash leaves Cassidy O’Connor stranded in rural Pennsylvania. Her only company is Walker Ainsley, the ruggedly handsome man who saved her from the wreckage and took her into his home. But when her ride back to town arrives after the crash, Cassidy can’t bring herself to leave Walker behind. She is determined to convince him to go back to town with her, until she begins to wonder if she actually survived the crash that brought them together.

 

 

 

 

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Excerpt #2
Hanging on the wall above the table is Shadow’s rendition of Leonardo Da Vinci’s The Last Supper.

He’s a man of God, I tell myself. He’s not going to hurt me.

The sound of his footsteps approaching echoes in my ears. I close my eyes and imagine the painting, both Shadow’s version and my memory of the original. I remember the original. Didn’t I travel somewhere to see it? Who was I with?

“Are you okay?”

My memory of the painting evaporates as I open my eyes. “What’s your real name?” I ask, relieved to see he’s not carrying a gun or any other weapon.

He looks taken aback by this question. And he very clearly chooses to ignore it for a moment as he places some gauze, iodine, and duct tape on the table. Taking a seat in the chair next to me, he nods toward my foot. 

“Do you mind?” he asks softly. “It will be easier if you rest your foot on my knee?”

I hesitate for a brief moment, then I slowly raise my foot high enough for him to grasp it firmly. He doesn’t seem to mind getting his hands or jeans bloody. I wince as he places my heel on his knee.

“Sorry,” he says, lifting my foot. “I forgot it’s on the back of your heel.”

He rests the ball of my foot on his knee and begins using the gauze and iodine to clean the dirt-encrusted wound.

“You didn’t answer my question,” I remind him.

He doesn’t look up as he reaches for more squares of gauze. “Name’s Walker.”

“Walker?” I say it aloud, and the sound of the name on my lips makes my chest ache.

“What’s your name?” he asks, glancing at me as I clutch my chest. “I know it ain’t Shine.”

“Cassidy,” I reply, squinting my eyes at a hazy memory. A piece of paper. A legal document.

“That’s a beautiful name,” he says, and the memory slips away, just out of my grasp. 

Then, as suddenly as it left, it’s back. I’m signing the document. It’s a legal document. I’m signing it, and I’m laughing.

“Beautiful name for a beautiful woman,” Walker says, refocusing my attention on the present moment.

“Did you just call me beautiful?”

A tiny smile plays on his lips. “Yes, ma’am. Is that okay by you?”

I can’t help but smile as I realize how crazy I was to think this sweet, innocent man meant to harm me. “It’s okay with me,” I reply.

I’ll still have to keep my guard up, but he’s done nothing other than show me the kindness and purity of his heart. I think Walker would sooner cut off his own hand than hurt me. And I don’t know why I’m so sure of this. But I feel it as surely as I know I’ve seen the original painting of The Last Supper.

“You’re going to use that duct tape on my foot?” I ask playfully, trying not to laugh as I suddenly feel ticklish from the sensation of his calloused fingers on my skin.

He places the soiled gauze pads on the table and stares at the roll of tape. “That’s probably not the way you do things in the city, huh?”

“I didn’t mean to say you’re doing anything wrong,” I clarify, feeling guilty for making him feel like I was criticizing him. “That wasn’t meant as a criticism. It was… Actually, I was trying… I was trying to flirt with you. And now I feel like a total idiot.”

“Flirt?” he says, looking genuinely perplexed. “What’s that?”

I grin as I’m once again surprised by his innocence. “Oh, boy, am I going to have fun teaching you. Not that I’m any good at it. Clearly. But—” I stop myself and take a breath before I start rambling nervously. “Flirting is something you do,” I begin, my eyes scanning his face, studying his grease-smudged, sharp cheekbones and those sparkling blue eyes, “with someone you find interesting…or attractive.”

His dark eyebrows scrunch together as he considers this new information. “Do I have this right? You find me attractive?” 

My face feels as if it’s about to burst into flames. “Yes, I find you…ridiculously attractive.”

He still looks confused, but a smile begins to form in the center of that manly beard.

“Well, then, maybe you oughta teach me how to flirt,” he says, glancing in the direction of my eyes, but only for a brief second. 

I recollect the moment he called me beautiful a couple minutes ago, replaying the memory over and over again because I know he doesn’t have the courage to repeat it. I hope my brain isn’t so messed up that I’ll forget his words by tomorrow.

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Author Cassia Leo

Author Cassia Leo

About the Author
New York Times bestselling author Cassia Leo loves her coffee, chocolate, and margaritas with salt. When she’s not writing, she spends way too much time re-watching Game of Thrones and Sex and the City. When she’s not binge watching, she’s usually enjoying the Oregon rain with a hot cup of coffee and a book.

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Where to find Cassia Leo
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Preorder Blitz + Giveaway – DARK ‘N’ DEADLY (Federal K-9) by Tee O’Fallon

DARK 'N' DEADLY Preorder Blitz

Welcome to the preorder blitz for DARK ‘N’ DEADLY, a the third book in the adult contemporary romantic suspense series, Federal K-9, by Tee O’Fallon, releasing October 21, 2019. See below for information on the book and series, preorder links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

DARK 'N' DEADLY (Federal K-9 #3) by Tee O’Fallon

DARK ‘N’ DEADLY (Federal K-9 #3) by Tee O’Fallon

About the Book
Title: DARK ‘N’ DEADLY
Series: Federal K-9 #3
Author: Tee O’Fallon
Publisher: Entangled Publishing
Release Date: October 21, 2019
Genre:
 Adult Contemporary Romance/Romantic Suspense
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & Noble | iBooksKobo | Entangled

Synopsis
They’d never so much as kissed, but Tess McTavish never forgot the handsome, dangerous agent, Eric Miller, who vanished in a shroud of mystery. Now the last thing she needs is an ATF agent with his own agenda. Doesn’t matter that Tess and her brother are innocent. If Eric learns the truth of their past, they’ll never be free. 

Eric’s drive for revenge against the man who targeted him and his colleagues in a deadly explosion still burns hot inside him. Another bomb is about to be detonated and he’s sure there’s a connection between that man…and Tess’s family. But Eric and Tiger will do everything they can to protect the woman he’s falling for from what’s coming…

 

 

 

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Excerpt
“Oh, c’mon, special agent. “Your chi is so out of sync, it’s not funny. Let me teach you some of my moves.” She hooked her hand around the crook of his elbow, intending to drag him to the mat, but he was as rigid as a marble statue.

 “Your moves?” He arched a blond brow.

“I meant my yoga moves.”

Briefly, his lips quirked, then his eyes narrowed. “You’ve got five minutes. Not a second more.”

“Deal.” She dragged him to the mat, the heat from his body warming her hand.

Tiger uttered a gruff bark, as if he couldn’t believe Eric was actually giving yoga a whirl.

“Okay, kneel on the mat, and I’ll show you what to do.” After he kneeled, she did the same beside him on the carpet. “Now, place your hands flat on the mat, just wider than your shoulders.” His shoulders were so broad that his arm brushed hers, sending goose bumps racing up her spine. 

Shake it off

“Keeping your hands on the mat, push up and lift your hips up as far as they’ll go.” She demonstrated for him, and when he mimicked her movement…oh my. His sweats had tightened over his perfectly muscled gluteus maximus to the max.

“Tess. Tess,” he repeated when she didn’t answer right away. “Quit ogling my ass and tell me what to do next?”

Whoops. My bad. “Roll your shoulders to the floor and push your thighs back while you roll back on the balls of your feet. This, is downward facing dog.”

Tiger snorted and got to his feet. Warm doggy breath blew into her ear, making her flinch and jerk away, which sent her toppling sideways against Eric, who also lost his balance. The next thing she knew, her body lay full on top of his, both of them laughing as Tiger panted in their faces, looking mighty pleased with himself.

Still laughing, Eric flicked a finger at his dog. “Tiger, af.”

Tiger uttered a cross between a grunt and a thoroughly adorable whine, letting them know he was less than thrilled at being kicked out of the funhouse.

“Poor Tiger.” The dog’s sad brown eyes watched them longingly, and Tess couldn’t help but feel a stab of guilt.

“Trust me.” Eric laughed. “He’ll live.”

As their laughter ebbed, their gazes met, and she realized that, from head to toe, she was plastered on top of one very hard, very male body. Through her micro-thin yoga pants and top she felt every one of Eric’s well-defined muscles, from his thighs to his abs to his pecs. Her hands cupped his thick shoulders. His hands gently clasped her bare midriff.

Her heart raced double-time, then she realized it was his heart adding to the pulsing rhythm of her own. As she stared into the depths of his eyes, something passed between them. A seductive magnetism. An invisible emotion snapping in the air that refused to diminish no matter how much she wished it.

Pure, unadulterated, desire.

His hand skimmed her waist, sliding up her back to sift his fingers into the curls at her neck. Goosebumps erupted across her skin, and with it came the spiraling sensation of falling into a deep, dark crevasse, the bottom of which was endless and beautiful, and filled with something she so desperately wanted and needed.

Eric’s chest rose and fell beneath hers. He breathed through his open mouth, nostrils flaring, as if he was breathing her very scent into his lungs.

More warm breath blew into her face—his—and her gaze dipped to the curves of his lips, and the urge—no, make that need—for him to kiss her grew steadily until it was a palpable craving in her core.

Their personalities might be like yin and yang, two seemingly contrary forces, but the virtual energy crackling around them drew her closer. Closer to those sensuous lips she craved on hers. She imagined they’d be soft and hard at the same time, and dammit she really, really wanted to find out.

This is not a good idea, was the mantra that kept repeating over and over in her head. He’s a federal agent. Didn’t matter. Her common sense began crumbled like a house of sand.

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DARK N DEADLY Teaser

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Get Caught Up on the Series

Book 1: LOCK ‘N’ LOAD
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Book 2: ARMED ‘N’ READY
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Author Tee O’Fallon

Author Tee O’Fallon

About the Author
Tee O’Fallon is the author of the Federal K-9 Series and the NYPD Blue & Gold Series. Tee has been a federal agent for twenty-three years and is now a police investigator, giving her hands-on experience in the field of law enforcement that she combines with her love of romantic suspense. Tee’s job affords her the unique opportunity to work with the heroic men and women in law enforcement on a daily basis. When not writing, Tee enjoys cooking, gardening, chocolate, lychee martinis, and all creatures canine. Tee loves hearing from readers and can be contacted via her website http://teeofallon.com where you can also sign up for Tee’s newsletters.

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Where to find Tee O’Fallon
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – ALFHEIM ACADEMY (Alfheim Academy) by S.T. Bende

ALFHEIM ACADEMY Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for ALFHEIM ACADEMY, the first book in the young adult fantasy series, Alfheim Academy, by S.T. Bende. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

ALFHEIM ACADEMY (Alfheim Academy #1) by S.T. Bende

ALFHEIM ACADEMY (Alfheim Academy #1) by S.T. Bende

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title:
ALFHEIM ACADEMY
Series: Alfheim Academy #1
Author: S.T. Bende
Release Date: October 14, 2019
Genre: Young Adult Fantasy/Norse Mythology
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Synopsis
A new series from internationally bestselling author S.T. Bende.

Aura Nilssen has spent most of her sixteen years in hiding. As crown princess of Alfheim, her life depends on avoiding the assassins who killed her parents and want to destroy her realm. When hunters corner Aura on Midgard (Earth), she’s immediately evacuated and enrolled at Alfheim Academy—a training ground where telepathic teenagers, daily combat lessons, and communication from beyond is the norm. She attends classes that enhance her energetic abilities, labs that fine tune her mental acuity, and workouts with a supernaturally good looking—and suspiciously evasive—training partner. But it’s what she learns outside the classroom that proves most difficult: as Queen of Alfheim, Aura’s grandmother played a heartbreaking role in the death of Aura’s parents . . . and her iron fisted monarchy is pushing the realm to the brink of extinction. If Aura doesn’t take her grandmother’s crown, the home she’s only just begun to love may be lost forever.

When an unprecedented attack threatens the very heart of Alfheim, Aura has to decide what she’s willing to sacrifice to protect her new home. Her choice may mean the difference between survival and annihilation—not only for Aura, but for the world she’s always been destined to rule.

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Excerpt #2
I leaned forward, trying to see who Viggo was talking to, but my balance shifted unexpectedly. As I sidestepped to avoid a fall, a branch cracked loudly beneath my feet. I quickly scooted behind a tree and held very still as Viggo called out in a threatening voice, “Show yourself.”

I could take him if it came to it. I’d pinned him in five out of nine sparring matches that week. Or was it three? I couldn’t remember. 

“I know you’re behind that tree.” Leaves crunched as Viggo stormed closer.

I inched around the trunk as my training partner’s footsteps grew louder.

“Last chance,” Viggo growled. He was unnervingly close. My eyes locked in on the thickest part of the tree line, and I rose onto the balls of my feet, preparing for escape.

Before I could make my move, a thick hand whipped around the tree to clutch my neck. Viggo yanked me from my hiding spot, wrenching my body into view. He held his arm perpendicular to his six-plus-foot frame, so I dangled in his grasp. In his other hand, he gripped a thick dagger. Crêpes. My hands flew to Viggo’s wrist and I dug in my fingernails, intending to break his hold before my air supply ran out. But as I clawed against his grip our eyes locked, and Viggo opened his palm. I fell to the ground in a heap, then leapt to my feet, brushing broken branches off my pants as I stood. 

“You.” Viggo’s normally charming tone had an edge. “What did you hear?”

“I heard enough.” I widened my stance in case I needed to deliver a roundhouse. Or worse. “You broke into Alfheim? What are you doing here?”

“You don’t know what you heard.” Viggo took a step to his right. I mirrored him.

“Fine.” We continued our dance, two animals squaring off for a fight. “Then why don’t you tell me. Because it sounded an awful lot like you broke into the realm, and you’re planning something dangerous.”

“Is that so?” Amusement danced across Viggo’s eyes as anger percolated beneath my skin. I took deep breaths until the emotion stilled. 

“What would you call what you’re doing?” I pressed.

Viggo’s features hardened as he took another step. “How was your meeting with the queen? Lots to catch up on, I’m sure.”

My eyes narrowed. “What do you care?”

“I care when someone strips my realm of its freedoms. Not that you’d understand anything about that.”

The anger bubbled again, fiercer. Hotter. “I’ll ask you one more time. What were you doing just now?”

“If I thought you’d understand, I’d tell you.” Viggo’s hand flexed, and his dagger glinted under the filtered light of the forest. My hands balled into fists and I took a step forward. I didn’t have a weapon, but if that jerk thought he could silence me, he had another thing coming. 

Viggo stepped into my space, his chest inches from mine. I ignored the piney scent wafting off his training clothes and focused on perfecting my glare.

“Go home, Glitre,” Viggo spoke softly into my ear. “Keep your perfekt little life in order.”

Laughter tickled my throat. “Perfekt. Right.”

Viggo leaned back just enough to meet my eyes. “Someone looked out for you from the minute you were born. From where I’m standing, that’s a pretty good deal.”

“You don’t know the first thing about me.”

Viggo shifted so our foreheads practically touched. Butterflies burst into flight in my stomach and at my shoulder blades. What the hell is wrong with me?

“I know you’re the heir to the throne,” he growled. “I know you met with the queen. And I know you haven’t stepped up to challenge her. I can connect the dots as to which side you’re on.”

A low whistle pierced the forest as I sucked air through my teeth. Viggo Sörensson had no freaking clue. “You know I’m going to tell Signy about this.”

Viggo shrugged. “Go ahead. But for the record, I’m warning you to stay out of it. If anything happens, it’s on you.”

“Noted.” I took another breath as Viggo leaned forward again. His shoulder brushed against mine as he walked by, and the nudging at my back became so adamant, I was positive something was about to crawl right out of my skin. But the jabbing ebbed as Viggo marched forward. He didn’t turn around until he reached the thicker tapestry of trees.

Even at this distance, I caught the pop of his dimple. “See you around, Glitre.”

Then he turned and disappeared into the forest, leaving me with a litany of questions. 

What was Viggo Sorenssön up to?

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ST BendeAbout the Author
Before finding domestic bliss in suburbia, ST Bende lived in Manhattan Beach (became overly fond of Peet’s Coffee) and Europe… where she became overly fond of the musical Cats. Her love of Scandinavian culture and a very patient Norwegian teacher inspired the ELSKER series. She hopes her characters make you smile and that one day pastries will be considered a health food.

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Preorder Blitz – AMBER SKY by Cassia Leo

AMBER SKY Preorder Blitz

Welcome to the preorder blitz for AMBER SKY, a stand-alone adult contemporary romance/thriller by New York Times bestselling author Cassia Leo, releasing October 18, 2019. See below for information on the book and preorder links.

AMBER SKY by Cassia Leo

AMBER SKY by Cassia Leo

About the Book
Title: AMBER SKY
Author: Cassia Leo
Publisher: Gloss Publishing, LLC
Release Date: October 18, 2019
Genre:
 Adult Contemporary Romance/Thriller
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & Noble | iBooksKobo | GooglePlay

Synopsis
From New York Times bestselling author Cassia Leo comes a new stand-alone novel Amber Sky, the haunting, atmospheric love story of Walker Ainsley and Cassidy O’Connor.

A devastating car crash leaves Cassidy O’Connor stranded in rural Pennsylvania. Her only company is Walker Ainsley, the ruggedly handsome man who saved her from the wreckage and took her into his home. But when her ride back to town arrives after the crash, Cassidy can’t bring herself to leave Walker behind. She is determined to convince him to go back to town with her, until she begins to wonder if she actually survived the crash that brought them together.

 

 

 

 

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Author Cassia Leo

Author Cassia Leo

About the Author
New York Times bestselling author Cassia Leo loves her coffee, chocolate, and margaritas with salt. When she’s not writing, she spends way too much time re-watching Game of Thrones and Sex and the City. When she’s not binge watching, she’s usually enjoying the Oregon rain with a hot cup of coffee and a book.

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Where to find Cassia Leo
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – WINTER KING (The Wyth Courts) by J.S. Dark

 

WINTER KING Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for WINTER KING, the first book in the adult paranormal fantasy romance series, The Wyth Courts, by J.S. Dark. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

WINTER KING (The Wyth Courts #1) by J.S. Dark

WINTER KING (The Wyth Courts #1) by J.S. Dark

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title:
WINTER KING
Series: The Wyth Courts #1
Author: J.S. Dark
Release Date: October 9, 2019
Genre: Adult Paranormal Fantasy Romance
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Synopsis
His court is dying, and she’s his only hope …

Monsters of the Tywyll Forest have poisoned the Winter Court, unleashing a prophecy that demands a human sacrifice to save the withering land. Willing to do whatever it takes to save his people, King Cadewyn of the Winter Court ventures to the human world in search of one insignificant life to claim…

Amber was used to her life being in shambles, but getting kidnapped and whisked off to a magical fae realm was a new low even for her. While feeling drawn to the fae King by a sizzling attraction, her apprehension builds to a panic when she finds out why she was brought there.

When Cade discovers that Amber is his mate, can he carry out his plan to sacrifice her? Or will the malicious plotting of others within the court leave Amber trapped in the mystical realm with nowhere to run?

Winter King is a standalone steamy paranormal romance with a HEA. Each book in the Wyth Courts series will feature a different couple, with a complete story, and a HEA. Suited for readers 18+ due to language and sex scenes.

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I hadn’t expected movement in the middle of the night, but sure enough, the female human left her apartment building in a hurry just after four in the morning. She hugged a thin jacket over a tee and sweatpants. A second later, a taxi showed up and she boarded it.

Where in the freezing ice was she going at this time?

Regardless of my thoughts, I changed into my wolf form and followed her.

Just like I had done all day long.

Right after Haera told me how to save my people, I used my medallion to teleport to the human world. Haera had helped. She cast a spell over me, saying I would end up near the one I needed to save my court.

A selfless, pure-hearted human.

When she told me that, I scoffed. A selfless, pure-hearted human? Those were like myths. They didn’t exist. But Haera assured me I just had to get near the human and I would know.

The moment I saw Amber leaving the restaurant after being fired, with her long, black hair whipping on the chilly wind and her bright green eyes looking up at the clear skies full of hope and wonder, I knew it was her. Not because she was absolutely stunning and I couldn’t take my eyes off her, but because the pull I felt deep in my core told me that she was the one I needed.

She was the only one who could save my people. 

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Author J.S. Dark

Author J.S. Dark

About the Author
J.S. Dark is the pen name of a USA Today bestselling author. As J.S. Dark, she writes steamy paranormal and fantasy romance, with red hot heroes and their sassy soulmates. Her passion for books started when she was very little, and her first novel was penned at only thirteen years old. She lives in North Carolina with her husband, two kids, and way too many books!

 

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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – CORRUPTED ENCHANTMENT (When Fairy Tales Collide) by C. Penticoff

CORRUPTED ENCHANTMENT Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for CORRUPTED ENCHANTMENT, a When Fairy Tales Collide young adult fantasy retelling, by C. Penticoff. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

CORRUPTED ENCHANTMENT (When Fairy Tales Collide) by C. Penticoff

CORRUPTED ENCHANTMENT (When Fairy Tales Collide) by C. Penticoff

About the Book
Title:
CORRUPTED ENCHANTMENT
Series: When Fairy Tales Collide
Author: C. Penticoff
Publisher: A Novel Connection
Release Date: October 8, 2019
Genre: Young Adult Fantasy Fairy Tale Retelling
Links: GoodreadsAmazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo

Synopsis
Welcome to Enchantia, where all your favorite fairy tale characters live happily ever after… That is, until a dark spell takes over the land. 

Robin Hood: Everyone at school seemed to be scared of me. What? Had they never met someone who’d been in jail before? Whatever. I liked it that way. I didn’t need friends. I just needed to be left alone so I could get back to what I was supposed to be doing… Stealing from the rich to give to the poor. Something was getting in the way of my usual goal though. There seemed to be a spell looming about, and I knew exactly who was responsible for it– Presidential candidate, Rumpelstiltskin.

There was also the Peter Pan problem. Now that I was back, I could tell he wanted to approach me, but there was nothing he could have done to make me forgive him. He could bat his pretty little eyes all he wanted. The ultimate betrayal wasn’t something I took lightly.

Rumpelstiltskin: I didn’t care what the three fates said about that filthy little brat, Robin Hood, being my undoing. I would spill her blood to change that destiny. Now that I had the power of the Presidency in my palms, I wouldn’t let anything stop me from achieving what I set out to do.

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Robin Hood…

Lunch period was always awkward. There didn’t ever seem to be enough seats to sit comfortably by myself, so I was usually stuck with other loners weirder than me. I wasn’t like any of them. Billy, who sat across from me, was an annoying band kid who smelled like cheese. Patty, sitting next to me, had coke bottle glasses that were always fogged up from her heavy breathing; and Jonah was an emo-goth hybrid who talked to himself. We all talk to ourselves from time to time, but he answered himself. 

They attempted to talk to me during my first couple of days back, but they seem to have gotten the hint now. I normally spent my lunch observing everyone around me. For instance, there were the preppy rich kids who spent the entire lunch taking selfies and flirting with each other. As I was watching them, I saw one girl’s eyes get wide, then she looked right at me. She showed her friends her phone, then they all were looking at me. I quickly turned away and wondered why in the heck they all seemed to be gawking at me. Maybe it’s just my imagination. But, was it? Suddenly, I noticed random eyes all over the lunch room looking right at me. What was going on? Was I being paranoid? 

“Robin,” Billy said. 

I glanced up at him. 

“You made national news. And you’re all over social media.”

I felt my entire body tense up at the same time the blood rushed to my head. Oh my god. Oh my god. Why did I have to open my mouth to those reporters? I knew I was going to regret that. It wasn’t all in my head. Everyone was staring at me because I’m going viral. It was the worst moment in my life. Even worse than when Peter left. Well…maybe not. Attention is the last thing I ever wanted, though. My goal was always to lay as low as possible, but now my voice was blaring all over the world. I felt my lunch coming up from my gut and knew I needed to jet out of there as fast as I could possibly get out of there. 

I sped walked through the cafeteria, and as I passed the preppy table, they said, “You’re famous!” 

I glared at them as I flew by. This isn’t happening. This isn’t happening.  It couldn’t have been. But, it was. I knew I shouldn’t have spoken up. I should have just kept walking and ignored their stupid prying questions. The only positive outcome I could see from this disaster was Gretchan Candy getting off my rear. Maybe she would even be nice to me from now on since I slandered Rump, or better yet, leave me alone. No. It wasn’t even worth it. It wasn’t worth my face being everywhere. 

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Author C. Penticoff

Author C. Penticoff

About the Author
Owner of A Novel Connection. Fiction author.

C. Penticoff lives in the Pacific Northwest with her husband and two young children.

When she isn’t writing, she is working her business, A Novel Connection, in hopes of helping to #SupportIndieAuthors.

 

 

 

 

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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – ACADEMY OF LITTLES by Allison West

ACADEMY OF LITTLES Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for ACADEMY OF LITTLES, a collection of three adult historical romances, by Allison West. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

ACADEMY OF LITTLES by Allison West

ACADEMY OF LITTLES by Allison West

About the Book – Read for free with Kindle Unlimited
Title:
ACADEMY OF LITTLES
Author: Allison West
Publisher: Blushing Books Publications
Release Date: September 18, 2019
Genre: Adult Historical Romance
Links: GoodreadsAmazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
He demands you enroll in the Academy of Littles. You have no other choice. He takes what’s his.  You.

You hold on to your most prized possession. Your virtue. What happens when you give yourself over and learn to submit completely?

Three women. Three Papas. Three scandalous stories of love, passion, and learning to obey. Not for the faint of heart.

Publisher’s Note: This is a collection of three steamy, dark romance tales – Enrolling Little Etta, The Nanny, and Little Secrets – which contain power exchange and scenes which may trigger some readers.

 

 

 

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“Tell me, when was the last time you felt the innocence of being a child: carefree and without worry?” he asked gently. 

Sighing and allowing her shoulders to collapse in a slump, she answered. “I do not remember ever being carefree and without worry, Mr. Hartley. I do not have the luxury in life to do so.” 

“Do you not wish sometimes that you could be like a child? Have no worries, no concerns of misfortune, and no hard decisions to make. Have you ever wished to have someone take care of you, fully take care of your every need? Have you ever wanted to be tucked in at night, kissed on the forehead and told to have sweet dreams, and you would, because someone who loves you very much has already chased the bad dreams away?”

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Author Allison West

Author Allison West

About the Author
Allison West is a #1 International Best-Selling Author in Erotica, BDSM, Romantic Erotica, Sci-Fi, Victorian, and Historical Erotica. She also writes young adult novels under the name Ruth Silver.

Allison West has been inventing worlds and writing stories for years. Her favorite novels are those that leave a lasting impression, long after the final page is read. You can find more about Allison on Facebook, Twitter, and her blog “Spanking Author.” http://spankingauthor.com

 

 

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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – RELATIVELY HAPPY (Relativity) by Whitney Dineen

RELATIVELY HAPPY Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for RELATIVELY HAPPY, the third book in the adult contemporary romantic comedy series, Relativity, by Whitney Dineen. See below for information on the book and series, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

RELATIVELY HAPPY (Relativity #3) by Whitney Dineen

RELATIVELY HAPPY (Relativity #3) by Whitney Dineen

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title:
RELATIVELY HAPPY
Series: Relativity #3
Author: Whitney Dineen
Release Date: September 18, 2019
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romantic Comedy
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU 

Synopsis
Sarah Hastings’ life is chaotic. Between running her organic farm, her yurt-style holistic B&B, and her vegan café Eat Me!, she barely has time for an aura cleanse. What’s more, her spirit guide just announced the universe is sending her a man.

Suddenly, a sexy pro-football player, a hipster photojournalist, and fellow organic farmer practically fall from the sky onto her doorstep. But which one is her cosmic soulmate?

While Sarah meditates on the answer, her parents show up unexpectedly throwing the mother of all monkey wrenches into her carefully laid plans.

With only morning yoga and her erotic book club to keep her sane, no wonder she’s chucked her vegan diet in search of bacon. Will the stars of love align, or will the universe let her down in the biggest way possible?

Relatively Happy is a laugh-out-loud, cry-your-heart-out tale that will have you believing in the beauty of life’s journey.

 

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Rix mostly disappears for the next few days. When we do see him, it’s only in passing. Nan told me he’s been eating his meals in town, probably devouring all kinds of hideously toxic food. The more I think about his duplicity, the madder I get. Imagine him staying here while simultaneously setting into motion a plan that will ruin my life. 

This morning when I walked by his car, I was overcome by the urge to slash his tires. The only thing that saved him was that Tony was with me and I wasn’t in possession of a sharp enough object to do the job properly. Although I’m pretty sure I could have gnawed my way through them if I’d been alone. 

Tony has been shadowing me and learning everything there is to know about my farm. We’ve had some amazing conversations about Native American art, the healing properties of cilantro, and the best time of year to experience Machu Picchu. He’s interested in a lot of the same things I am, and it’s made the time we’ve spent together fly by. It’s also making me more and more convinced of how compatible we are.

So far, he’s had a sweat lodge and a mud roll. He’s currently enjoying a hot stone meditation. He’s on the slate pad that I’ve heated with boiling water. Before having him lie down on it, I misted the stone with a combination of lavender and tea tree oils, then I placed Moldavite crystals on his chakras to raise the energy in his body. 

I believe I’ve previously mentioned Tony’s attractiveness, but let me say, without his shirt on, he looks like a gladiator—all golden and chiseled and buff. I stared at him for a solid ten minutes after he closed his eyes to start his meditation. Tingles shot through me, causing the hair on my arms to stand on end. After returning to the cafe yurt, I may have needed two tall glasses of mint water to cool off afterward. 

I’m kneading bread dough and trying to remember every contour of his smokin’ hot bod when Emily pops in. “Nan and Dorcas are here. They want to chat.” Her aura is bright yellow, which is the color for happy. Emily is positively thriving on her vegan diet.

“They want to chat with you or me?” I have so much to do today I don’t really have time to sit and talk.

“They asked me to get you,” she answers.

I slam the dough down on the counter a few more times before covering with a cloth while I ask, “Do you have any idea what they want to talk about?”

She smiles. “I do.”

“Are you going to tell me?”

“I’m not.” 

“For heaven’s sake, what’s up with all the secretiveness?”

“They asked me to get you and not say anything about why they’re here.”

I have no idea in this world what they could want. When we head out to the porch, I realize they aren’t alone. Ethan is sitting on a rocking chair next to a very good-looking man about my age. 

The stranger has wavy blond hair and strikingly blue eyes. When he stands, he positively towers over me. He’s built like a linebacker. He steps forward and reaches out his hand, “Hi there, I’m John Abernathy.”

Abernathy? John, Johnny … it’s all coming together, “Dorcas’s grandson?”

“That’s me.” He beams like he’s got halogen headlights illuminating his teeth. 

I turn to the minister’s wife. “You didn’t mention your grandson was visiting.”

Dorcas looks moderately contrite. “I told you about him the other day.”

That she did. What she didn’t mention is that he’s one fine looking bacon farmer. I turn to John and ask, “Are you in town for long?”

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Book 1: RELATIVELY NORMAL
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Author W.B. Dineen

Author W.B. Dineen

About the Author
Whitney loves to laugh, play with her kids, bake, and eat french fries — not always in that order. Whitney is a multi-award-winning author of romcoms, non-fiction humor, and middle reader fiction. Basically, she writes whatever the voices in her head tell her to.  She lives in the beautiful Pacific Northwest with her husband, Jimmy, where they raise children, chickens, and organic vegetables.

Gold Medal winner at the International Readers’ Favorite Awards, 2017.
Silver medal winner at the International Readers’ Favorite Awards, 2015, 2016.
Finalist RONE Awards, 2016.
Finalist at the IRFA 2016, 2017.
Finalist at the Book Excellence Awards, 2017
Finalist Top Shelf Indie Book Awards, 2017

 

.Where to Find W.B. Dineen
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – ACCIDENTAL REBEL (A Marriage Mistake Romance) by Nicole Snow

ACCIDENTAL REBEL Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for ACCIDENTAL REBEL, a stand-alone adult contemporary romance in the Marriage Mistake Romance series, by Wall Street Journal and USA Today bestselling author Nicole Snow. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

ACCIDENTAL REBEL (A Marriage Mistake Romance) by Nicole Snow

ACCIDENTAL REBEL (A Marriage Mistake Romance) by Nicole Snow

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title: ACCIDENTAL REBEL
Series: A Marriage Mistake Romance
Author: Nicole Snow
Release Date: September 12, 2019
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
Accidentally hitched to a dream. Now for the catch…

I didn’t even say “I do.” One crank call and I’m insta-wife to a tattooed behemoth and mother to his kids. He’s paying my idiot boss a fortune for the perfect cover. Because trouble found Miller Rush, and he found me. A rock hard, overprotective rebel with a cause. Father of the century. Abs wound tighter than his attitude, stomping around my house, barking orders. Something’s got to give, okay?

But it won’t be me. Not my courage, even when my nosy mother smells drama. Not my heart set on helping two little angels and their perma-grump dad. Definitely not my body screaming Mayday because his bedroom eyes are magnets.

Deep breath. It’s only a few weeks. It’s only a whole crew of freaky people coming after him. It’s only pretend and I’m so not letting this Mrs. Rush thing go to my head. Why didn’t anyone warn me some knots can’t be untied?

From Wall Street Journal bestselling author Nicole Snow – a high stakes marriage mistake with a twist. One hulking superdad hero goes all-in to save his family and the wife he wasn’t supposed to keep. Full-length romance novel with a Happily Ever After sugar rush.

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Gwen

“You okay, Gwen?”

I snap open my eyes at Miller’s question. My fake husband leans against the short wall that separates the entryway from the living room. And to be perfectly honest, he looks like he just stepped out of one of my mother’s books.

Awesome.

Just what I need right now. A brutal reminder of how huge and hot he is, and how he’s probably as sick of this stuff as I am.

His dark hair is cut short, still rumpled from his nap. His black shirt hugs his broad chest like a second skin. So do the black jeans, and even in his socks, you could just eat him up. Whipped cream optional.

The worst part is, it’s a normal, almost boring look. How can that be sexy?

Hell if I know, but it is. Something hums in my veins I’ve never felt before, this heated rush that has far too much to do with Mr. Rush and not the adrenaline attack of the past twenty-four hours.

“Gwen?”

I try to nod. My name rolls off his tongue like warm caramel drips down the side of a scoop of vanilla ice cream.

His bright-blue eyes no longer look so tired, so worn out. Now they have a shine to them.

There’s more, too. He’s concerned. Rightfully so.

This guy and his twins are on the lam. That’s got to bother him deeply. Heck, I’m not even him, this isn’t my mess, and it’s not any easier for me.

If only that were true. Because I went and made it my mess when I let Manny talk me into helping Miller Rush twice.

I push off the door, hating how flustered I must look. “I’m fine. Let’s just eat.”

“Hoped you’d say that. It’s ready.”

He doesn’t have to remind me. My entire house has never smelled this good in my life. It pales even compared to the time I tried to cook a whole turkey dinner for Mother and her happy little M.E. Court team. She wound up rushing to my rescue. Turns out my cooking skills are far more impressive in my head.

Maybe I’m dreaming this. An overly handsome, wildly sexy stranger in my house has just cooked up a fabulous meal from my meagerly supplied cupboards. That’s more than a dream.

It’s a flipping fairy tale.

Who needs a glass slipper? Not this girl.

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Author Nicole Snow

Author Nicole Snow

About The Author
Nicole Snow is a Wall Street Journal and USA Today bestselling author. She found her love of writing by hashing out love scenes on lunch breaks and plotting her great escape from boardrooms. Her work roared onto the indie romance scene in 2014 with her Grizzlies MC series.

Since then Snow aims for the very best in growly, heart-of-gold alpha heroes, unbelievable suspense, and swoon storms aplenty. With over a million books sold, she lives for the joy of making two people fight with every bit of their soul for a Happily Ever After.

Current fan favorites include her Enguard Protectors series, accidental love novels, plus long beloved MC romance thrillers like the Grizzlies and Deadly Pistols.

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Where to Find Nicole Snow
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Book Blitz – Playlist + Giveaway – GEORGIE’S SECRET (Welcome To Chance) by Elsa Kurt

GEORGIE'S SECRET Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for GEORGIE’S SECRET, the third book in the adult contemporary romance series, Welcome to Chance, by Elsa Kurt.  See below for information on the book, buy links, the book’s playlist, and details on her giveaway.

GEORGIE'S SECRET (Welcome To Chance #3) by Page Morgan

GEORGIE’S SECRET (Welcome To Chance #3) by Page Morgan

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title: GEORGIE’S SECRET
Series: Welcome to Chance #3
Author: Elsa Kurt
Publisher: Limitless Publishing
Release Date: September 10, 2019
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance
Link: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
Secrets in a small town never stay secret for long.

Charles and Georgie Brightsider have been the image of the perfect marriage for as long as anyone can remember.

After fifty years together, no one could imagine them having secrets from each other. Until Georgie’s secret comes back to haunt her, that is.

Now she has no choice but to go back in time and relive the past… and face the consequences in the present.

Find out what happens next to the Brightsider’s and the rest of the residents of Chance in book three, Georgie’s Secret.

 

 

 

 

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Author Elsa Kurt

Author Elsa Kurt

About the Author
Elsa Kurt is a multi-genre, indie & traditionally published author to eight contemporary women’s fiction novels, and several romance novellas. She has also penned several children’s books (written as Melanie Cherniack), and a book of empowerment & inspirations based on her life experiences. She is a lifelong New England resident and married mother of two grown children. Visit her website, elsakurt.com, and join her in ‘Finding Beauty in the Imperfections of Life’. Follow Elsa on social media: Facebook, Twitter, Pinterest, and Instagram: @authorelsakurt. Elsa is also on Goodreads, AllAuthor, and YouTube as well.

 

 

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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – FANGS AND FRENEMIES (Witches with Anxiety) by Cherry Andrews

FANGS AND FRENEMIES Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for FANGS AND FRENEMIES, the first book in the adult paranormal cozy mystery series, Witches and Anxiety, by Cherry Andrews.  See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

FANGS AND FRENEMIES (Witches with Anxiety #1) by Cherry Andrews

FANGS AND FRENEMIES (Witches with Anxiety #1) by Cherry Andrews

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title: FANGS AND FRENEMIES
Series: Witches and Anxiety #1
Author: Cherry Andrews
Release Date: September 4, 2019
Genre: Adult Paranormal Cozy Mystery
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Synopsis
A socially awkward bobcat shifter.

An ex-cheerleading vampire.

A sweet—but slightly neurotic—cupcake-baking witch.

They fight crime? 

When the case of a missing mean girl throws Hazel back into contact with two old classmates, it’s time for these supernatural frenemies to set aside past grudges and help clear each other’s names.

But in the cloudy, romantic beach town of Blue Moon Bay, Oregon, it seems nearly everyone’s guarding a secret.

And they all involve magic of one kind of another.

Will these three women, who normally can’t stand each other, crack the mystery of what really happened to Hazel’s old bully, Ashlee—or is their effort cursed to fail?

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Blue Moon Bay’s “antique” cast-iron street lamps were brand spanking new, but you’d never know it to look at the hideous things.

The town’s latest bid to charm tourists, the lamps blazed with an eerie orange glow that only stoked my anxiety as I sped past Ocean Street’s deserted bistros, yarn shops, and taffy stands at dawn.

Come hex or high water, I could not be late for work again.

Not today, when Grandma Sage was counting on me to bake a very special wedding cake. Raspberry crémeux, three tiers of it, draped with glossy fondant. A cake that had to taste like heaven and look pretty enough to grace a magazine cover. Literally, since our bride’s swanky reception would be featured in Oregon Coast Bride.

But the baking was . . .  well, cake, compared with the other task Gran expected of me. Like her own grandmother before her, she imbued each wedding cake with a signature magical marriage blessing. As her apprentice witch, it was my job to assist with the spell.

A tough spell that called for deepest focus.

Bleary-eyed, I guzzled milky coffee from the to-go cup balanced between my knees. No doubt binging Netflix last night, cuddled up with my new boyfriend, was a bad life choice. But Bryson and I had only been dating since summer, and the feel of his strong arms wrapped around me melted my brain every time.

I was still daydreaming about Bryson’s soft, full lips when Trixie, my ancient VW Rabbit, hit a red light at the corner outside Java Kitty Café.

“Check them out, doll,” she exclaimed, speaking telepathically straight to me. “How come their parking lot’s full at 6 AM while I’m sittin’ alone in our dinky lot? What are they putting in that coffee, cocaine?”

“I don’t know, Trix.” Just the sight of Java Kitty’s pink neon sign—a smug cat outline with winking eyes—sizzled my blood. Ever since their grand opening a month ago, the trendy new café had been a real burr in my boot.

I’d made a point of avoiding the place, of course. Wouldn’t want to look like I was spying on the competition. But here we were, stuck at the light, and it was hard not to peek through the window . . . seeing as how the entire wall was window.

Sleek design, I must admit.

Inside, Java Kitty’s modern-looking dining room bustled with Type A early birds. I was stung by the sight of familiar faces—former regulars at Sage’s—leaning across the modern white counters. Happily typing and texting. Morning shows lit up jumbo flat-screens on the wall behind them. A smiling barista, gliding by on a Hoverboard, offered nibbles from a pastry tray.

My stomach sank. No wonder they were picking off our customers. What chance did we have against a Hoverboard?

“Now that’s how it’s done, doll-face.” Trixie sounded way too impressed. “You might want to take a few notes.”

I gritted my teeth. “More driving, less chatting, please.”

Trixie went silent, so silent I could suddenly hear the engine. Her primitive spirit was hardwired into the car, though, so I could still sense her sulking. If experience held, she’d drive passive-aggressively for the next mile and then go right back to yakking.

It was times like this I bemoaned not having a cat for a familiar, or one of those cute owls. But you don’t get to choose your familiars, like you don’t choose your family. In Trixie’s case, when I won a used car in a business card drawing at the Blue Moon Bay Area Green Witch pancake breakfast, I won her into the bargain. A year later we were still struggling to find our groove together.

Trying to calm my nerves, I averted my eyes from the turncoats—er, customers—back to the street. The blasted light was yellow again.

“I’m late,” I begged the car. “I can’t play games with you this morning.”

Trixie hesitated, then floored it.

As her front wheels entered the intersection, a flash of khaki uniform appeared on Java Kitty’s patio. Sheriff Gantry’s hawk eyes clocked me from behind his to-go latté cup. Et tu, sheriff?

Trixie slammed on the brakes. They screeched. I yelped as hot coffee lurched into my lap, scalding my stomach through my knit top. It rivered down my jean skirt and onto the floor mat.

As I drove the rest of the way to work drenched and coffee stained, I silently cursed the Third Vow of a Green Witch, “Thou Shalt Not Use Magicks to Augment Thine Appearance.”

The first two were way more reasonable.

“Thou Shalt Not Use Magicks To Commit Murder.” Well, duh.

And “Thou Shalt Use Magicks to Cause A Person to Fall in Love.” I wasn’t a monster.

I just didn’t see why conjuring a clean, dry outfit should get me bounced from the sisterhood. 

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Author Cherry Andrews

Author Cherry Andrews

About the Author
Cherry Andrews loves a good scone, a good book, and curling up with her cats by the fireplace.

You can read FREE CHAPTERS on her website.

 

 

 

 

.Where to Find Cherry Andrews
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – THE LAST HUNTSMAN by Page Morgan

THE LAST HUNTSMAN Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for THE LAST HUNTSMAN, a stand-alone young adult fantasy romance, by Page Morgan.  See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

THE LAST HUNTSMAN by Page Morgan

THE LAST HUNTSMAN by Page Morgan

About the Book
Title: THE LAST HUNTSMAN
Author: Page Morgan
Release Date: September 9, 2019
Genre: Young Adult Fantasy Romance
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Synopsis
No women. No children. No torture. The Huntsman has his rules.

For years, Tobin has done his emperor’s bidding, eliminating threats to the Empire of Morvansk. But when he is ordered to kill the lovely Princess Mara, Tobin’s absolute loyalty ends. The emperor’s punishment is swift and lethal, and Tobin is left with only one desire: vengeance.

Stay quiet. Stay hidden. Stay free. These are the rules Ever lives by.

Raised as a boy by her overprotective father, Ever has something the Morvansk emperor covets: mirror magic. With it, she can see anyone, anywhere, through the mirror’s glass. The emperor stole her mother years ago for this same magic, and now, he wants Ever, too.

When Ever’s mirror shows the wounded rebel huntsman approaching her village, she’s compelled to help him. But as Tobin and Ever grow closer, and their secrets intertwine, they’ll have to follow the rules they’ve always lived by—or break free from them, once and for all.

 

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Excerpt #2
My legs slowed. He’d been on Princess Mara’s mind the night before she was murdered. A huntsman should have been well beneath her notice. How had they known each other? I shook my head. It wasn’t my business. And with the mark of Morvansk on his shoulder, it would be best if I knew nothing more.

I climbed to the loft, determined to give the huntsman shelter for just two days and then send him on his way. If Frederic did invade Klaven, having a member of his royal court under our roof would be a stupid risk.

The huntsman was crouched in the shadows of the eaves. At first sight he looked to be lacing his boot, but I then saw him push a blade back into the boot’s built-in sheath and cover it with the hem of his borrowed trousers. He straightened his legs and hitched up the pants. My father’s waistline was far wider than his.

“I didn’t expect you back so quickly,” he said in a rich, deep voice, so different than yesterday’s raspy stammering. 

“I have chores to tend to.” I hoped I sounded indifferent as I crossed the loft and held out the bag. He took it with a small bow of his head. He stood with his back to the mirror. I’d cut away some of the canvas cover the day before for bandages, leaving a corner of the silver filigree frame exposed.

He opened the bag and peered in without revealing just how hungry he was; I’d heard his stomach churning earlier as I’d sewn his wound.

“Everett,” he began, closing the top, “how did you come to be in the woods yesterday? Were you hunting with the hounds?”

I hadn’t expected the question.

“Yes,” I answered after a moment, then remembered I didn’t have a hound to show him. “On my own though. I hunt on my own.”

There was a break in his earnest expression, a small twitch of his mouth. “Are the rabbit plentiful here?”

“Very,” I answered.

He wrapped the mouth of the potato sack around his good wrist. “And the quail?”

“Quail? Sure,” I said. He bit down on an amused smile. What? Couldn’t any idiot land himself a quail for dinner?

The huntsman set the bag of foraged food on the quilt, which he had neatly folded. 

“Tell me what you were really doing in the forest. You don’t hunt, Everett. If you did, you’d know there aren’t any quail out there.”

Oh, perfect. I’d lied about hunting to a hunter.

The mirror’s filigree frame loomed behind him. I’d never told anyone, and definitely would not let loose with my secret with a marked Morvansk court member.

“It’s none of your business what I was doing in the forest,” I replied. “You should just count your blessings that I was, and that I saw you spinning with the current and decided not to let you drown.”

Harsh. Too harsh. I had something to hide, and he saw it clearly as he nodded and licked his lips. His top lip, I reluctantly noticed, arched into two, sharp crests. Did men usually have lips like that? 

“You’re right,” he finally said. “I’m lucky you were there.”

I waited, expecting more. A “but” or “however.” It didn’t come.

“It’s your turn,” he said. I tilted my head, uncertain what he meant. “To ask a question. You removed my shirt. I assume you know what the tattoo on my shoulder means. You must be questioning what I was doing in a Klaven forest.”

I knew more than he was aware of. The idea of that made me feel as though I had an advantage, though I didn’t know what it was.

“You don’t owe me an explanation,” I said, even though it was the complete opposite of what I wanted. I’d been curious about him, drawn to his image in the mirror, fascinated by him. It had been naïve of me, and standing before him now, I felt as much. 

The huntsman gently massaged his bandaged arm. “Then I suppose you don’t need to explain why you’re pretending to be a boy.”

I stepped backward. “I didn’t intend to.”

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Author Page Morgan

Author Page Morgan

About the Author
Page is the author of THE BEAUTIFUL AND THE CURSED, THE LOVELY AND THE LOST, and THE WONDROUS AND THE WICKED, young adult gothic thrillers critically acclaimed by Booklist, Publisher’s Weekly, Kirkus, School Library Journal, VOYA, and The Bulletin. Page‘s novels have been an IndieNext selection, a Seventeen Magazine Summer Book Club Read, and a #1 Amazon bestseller. Her next book, THE LAST HUNTSMAN, is a reimagining of the Huntsman and Magic Mirror from the tale of Snow White. She lives in New Hampshire with her husband and their three daughters, an English Pointer, an arrogant cat, two boring bearded dragons, a one-eared bunny, a bunch of chickens, and during the summer and fall, their neighbor’s two sweet horses.

 

.Where to Find Page Morgan
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Book Blitz – Teaser + Giveaway – UNTIL I FALL by Claudia Burgoa

UNTIL I FALL Book Blitz

Award-winning, international bestselling author, Claudia Burgoa, is offering her eBook of UNTIL I FALL, a stand alone adult contemporary romance, for free for a limited time. See below for information on the book, buy links, a couple of exclusive teasers, and information on her giveaway.

UNTIL I FALL by Claudia Burgoa

UNTIL I FALL by Claudia Burgoa

About the Book – FREE for a Limited Time
Title:
UNTIL I FALL
Author: Claudia Burgoa
Release Date: April 3, 2017
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance
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Synopsis
Aspen 
I gave my heart to a Navy SEAL. He took it with him to his grave. Eleven years later, ignoring the yawning void is as automatic as breathing. Working brutal hours, dating a comfortably commitment-phobic guy, hanging with my best friends. Anything until exhaustion—or an extra glass of wine—claims my consciousness.

Then my neighbor’s handsome, enigmatic son invades my comfort zone. He says he’s a tattoo artist. But Anderson Hawkins’ piercing green eyes, mastery of the short answer, weird schedule, and military ink tell a different story. His touch ignites a long-dead flame inside me. A flame I’m afraid to examine too closely, even as I’m drawn to its heat.

Anderson 
I retired from Delta Force and went straight into private security, but undercover work isn’t the adrenaline rush it used to be. For one thing, my Mom’s illness shifted my priorities to finding a way to save her. For another, Dr. Aspen Zimmerman, whose prickly defenses belie the unflinchingly caring heart underneath, has slipped under my skin. Now my mission is to convince her it’s safe to unlock her heart. Because I’m ready to give her mine.

Note: This contemporary romance contains a wary, overworked doctor who’s a military widow in every way but name, an ex-military hero accustomed to treading dangerous ground, brought together by a few unexpected twists and turns—and maybe the machinations of a cute dog..

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Author Claudia Burgoa

Author Claudia Burgoa

About the Author
Claudia is an award-winning, international bestselling author. She lives in Colorado working for a small IT company, managing her household filled with three confused dogs, two daughters wrought with fandoms and a son who thinks he’s the boss of the house. And a wonderful husband who shares her love for all things geek. To survive she works continually to find purpose for the voices flitting through her head, plus she consumes high quantities of chocolate to keep the last threads of sanity intact.

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Where to Find Claudia Burgoa
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – THE BAR NEXT DOOR (Barflies) by Katia Rose

THE BAR NEXT DOOR Book Blitz

Today is release day for THE BAR NEXT DOOR, the first book in the adult contemporary romance series, Barflies, by Katia Rose. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

THE BAR NEXT DOOR (Barflies #1) by Katia Rose

THE BAR NEXT DOOR (Barflies #1) by Katia Rose

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title: THE BAR NEXT DOOR
Series: Barflies #1
Author: Katia Rose
Release Date: August 22, 2019
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance
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Synopsis
Sometimes you take the shot, and sometimes the shot takes you.

As the manager of Montreal’s most infamous dive bar, Monroe—and it’s just Monroe, thank you very much—is used to serving up her signature pearls of wisdom alongside an array of shots, pints, and pitchers. In fact, she thrives on it. Taverne Toulouse is a mighty ship, and she its fearless captain, trusted by patrons and bar staff alike to steer them through choppy waters.

If only she’d been given a little warning before a full-on tsunami swept in next door.

Julien Valois’ wining and dining empire is making waves. The next item on his agenda is opening a trendy lounge right next to Monroe’s beloved Taverne Toulouse—one that’s meant to run the dive bar out of business so he can buy up that property too.

His plans did not include falling for a five-foot-nothing brunette with an impressive vocabulary and an even more impressive ability to manhandle drunk frat boys twice her size.

They’re rivals in every sense of the word, but when Monroe and Julien are in a room together, the battle lines fade away. Their defences lower, their hearts get louder than their heads, and the burn between them goes down like just the right shot—intense, intoxicating, and able to sweep their priorities away with a single taste.

Until reality decides to slap up a big ‘For Sale’ sign and force them remember those priorities all too clearly.

The Bar Next Door is part of the Barflies trilogy, a series of standalone romantic comedies that follow the ups and downs of the staff at a Montreal dive bar.

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My relationships have all been duds, just packs of seeds I hopefully sprinkle onto freshly tilled soil and nurture for weeks on end, only to watch some runty little weed poke its head up and then wither a few days later. My mother says I have a habit of taking on boyfriends as ‘projects’ and that I like to ‘seek fulfillment by helping others reach their potential instead of working toward my own.’ 

That’s what you get having a former psychologist for a mother. 

The man in front of me doesn’t look like he needs any help on the road to Potential Town; everything about him announces he’s already there. 

 “I think I know that guy.” 

Roxanne’s declaration startles me back into the present. I realize we’ve both moved so close to the door we’ve almost got our noses against the glass. I step back and rip my gaze away from beardie to give her an incredulous look. 

“You know that guy?” 

She might as well have just told me she’s real tight with Zeus and that they hang out all the time on Mount Olympus.

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Author Katia Rose

Author Katia Rose

About the Author
Katia Rose is not much of a Pina Colada person, but she does like getting caught in the rain. She prefers her romance served steamy with a side of smart, and is a sucker for quirky characters. A habit of jetting off to distant countries means she’s rarely in one place for very long, but she calls the frigid northland that is Canada home.

 

 

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Book Blitz – Teaser + Giveaway – BOUNDARY by Ebony Olson

BOUNDARY Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for BOUNDARY, a stand-alone adult paranormal romance, by Ebony Olson, releasing September 20, 2019. See below for information on the book, preorder links, an exclusive teaser, and details on her giveaway.

BOUNDARY by Ebony Olson

BOUNDARY by Ebony Olson

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title: BOUNDARY by Ebony Olson
Author: Ebony Olson
Release Date: September 20, 2019
Genre:
 Adult Paranormal Romance
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
Vera Cana has given her life to escape her abusive ex. She’s earned her freedom and has the scars to prove it. Now, she’s starting a new life. Purchasing a cottage in a lush forest, she’s ready to live out her days in peace. The goddess has other plans.

If Vera thought by hiding out in her little cottage she could avoid any more packs and their alphas, she was wrong. When her new neighbor knocks on her door, the draw to him is magnetic, but the scars of her past are a barrier higher than the boundary fence between their properties. Dale’s presence causes a heady mix of calm and excitement, which only adds to the potency of his patient, but determined personality. Vera is about to learn a lot about the way packs work, and she’s going to discover how strong she can be.

Nothing takes more inner strength than learning how to trust someone with your heart.

A stand-alone paranormal romance.

 

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Author Ebony Olson

Author Ebony Olson

About the Author
Ebony lives in Sydney, Australia, with her husband, daughter, and six cats. She loves to read fantasy, thrillers, and paranormal romance, spending most of her free time with her nose in a book or writing.

Having always possessed an over-active imagination she spent her younger years regaling friends with fantastic stories, holding her audience captive with the passion and suspense of her characters plights.

Now in adulthood, she has numerous published works and shows no signs of stopping her imagination from spreading across as many pages as it can find.

 

 

Where to Find Ebony Olson
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – DANGEROUS PARADISE (Paradise Series) by Barbara Nolan

DANGEROUS PARADISE Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for DANGEROUS PARADISE, the second book in the adult romantic suspense series, Paradise, by Barbara Nolan.  See below for information on the book and series, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

DANGEROUS PARADISE (Paradise Series #2) by Barbara Nolan

DANGEROUS PARADISE (Paradise Series #2) by Barbara Nolan

About the Book –  Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title: DANGEROUS PARADISE
Series: Paradise #2
Author: Barbara Nolan
Publisher: Soul Mate Publishing
Release Date: August 21, 2019
Genre: Adult Romantic Suspense
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Synopsis
Eddie Morgan, the Harley-riding owner of Manhattan mega-club Beyond Paradise, has a secret: Illegal, underground cage fighting in dingy basements. It keeps the dark days of addiction at bay and quiets the static in his brain.

Paige Drake, New York heiress to the Drake Hotel dynasty, has one last chance to prove her worth in the family business: Upgrade the outdated hotel bars.

When a dinner party from hell throws these total opposites together their tantalizing teasing and sparring words awaken deep feelings neither one knew existed.

Even though the Long Island socialite is way out of Eddie’s league, he can’t resist the challenge, and soon Paige finds herself zooming out of her buttoned-up life on the back of Eddie’s Harley. He agrees to help Paige with her business venture but soon realizes that her club promoter is a member of a vicious Russian drug cartel using Paige’s bars as a front for their drug operation.

Is Eddie willing to throw himself back into a life that nearly destroyed him to save Paige? And is Paige willing to face the seedier side of Eddie’s world and accept his gritty methods of dealing with the cartel?

Eddie and Paige’s story twists and turns as two divergent people struggle to find common ground in a world where rules do not apply.

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Paige wished she didn’t feel anything. She wished Eddie didn’t affect her like a tidal wave of emotions breaking her heart. She wanted to trust him, wanted to grab onto those muscular, tatted arms and never let go, but she averted her eyes. How could she trust him again with so much at stake?

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About the Author
Barbara Nolan enjoyed writing most of her life and recently acquired her Certificate in Creative Writing from NYU. She also benefited from the help and influence of many talented professors and editors along the way. She is a member of RWA and the New Jersey chapter of Romance Writers. Her passion for reading and words make this a journey of love.

She writes gritty, realistic stories filled with strong men and the women who tame them.

She considers reading a luxury and writing a necessity.

.Where to Find Barbara Nolan
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – RE-VAMPING LAS VEGAS by Jen Pretty

RE-VAMPING LAS VEGAS Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for RE-VAMPING LAS VEGAS, a stand-alone adult fantasy/paranormal romance, by Jen Pretty. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway. For a limited time, you can pick up the eBook for just $0.99 or read for free with Kindle Unlimited.

RE-VAMPING LAS VEGAS by Jen Pretty

RE-VAMPING LAS VEGAS by Jen Pretty

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title: RE-VAMPING LAS VEGAS
Author: Jen Pretty
Release Date: July 12, 2019
Genre:
 Adult Fantasy/Paranormal Romance
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Synopsis
Nia hates people.
She also hates vampires.
Too bad she is one.

An innocent bit of fun finds Nia tangled with a dangerous man and the powers that be send her to live with the vampire lord of Las Vegas.

Their efforts to get Nia back on the straight and narrow are almost as ridiculous as her fathers attempt to make her this heir in his bid for world domination. It’s Las Vegas, what trouble could she possibly find? Her life takes a sharp turn when someone tries to use her in a  power struggle against her father, and her past sneaks up on her.

The past never stays where you left it, and sometimes the beginning is just the start of the end.

 

 

 

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At sundown, I took a cab to the mall. There was a high-end electronics store owned by a local guy named Darren. He could hack, I was sure. He was the only person to suspect I was up to no good with my laptop. I replaced mine more often than average, but my continued patronage assured his silence.

My father thought he could buy me back by padding my bank account.  He couldn’t, but he was rich, so I spent his money, and new laptops were my main purchase.

The mall was overrun with teenagers and old people pushing wheeled walkers with bags full of knitting supplies or whatever. No sensible person went to the mall when they could help it. The long wide hall with escalators down the center made way for the shops and department stores where well-dressed women and men rang through purchases of clothing and electronics. Beautiful women at cosmetic counters sprayed passers-by with perfumes that smelled like toilet cleaner. The teenagers hung around in a group like a cackle of hyenas, laughing raucously and shoving each other.

“Hey, Nia,” Darren greeted me as I walked up to the counter. He was geeky, in a cute way. His glasses made him look smart and his  shirt and tie- professional. I had seen him in the club a couple of times though. Not a complete nerd.

“Hey, Darren. How’s it going?”

“Not too bad. What can I get for you today?”

“Something fast and pretty,” I smiled. He knew I didn’t tinker. I wanted a laptop ready to go, like usual.

He smiled and went into the back room.

I waited at the counter and watched a kid read the backs of all the video game packages by the front of the store. The kid was no more than thirteen years old and kind of motley. He wore an over-sized coat and his hair was shaggy and unkempt.  He looked around and then tucked one game into his coat. I almost laughed but bit my lip. There was a security tag on everything in the store. Cue the fireworks.

Just as Darren came out from the back carrying my new toy, the kid walked out between the alarm sensors and lights and sirens went nuts.

“Hang on a sec, Nia,” Darren said as he went storming off after the kid. I walked to the doorway and watched as the kid raced down  the hall towards the mall exit, Darren in hot pursuit. Mall security nabbed the kid before he made it out the door and he started screaming like a stuck pig. I laughed and watched as the kid squirmed trying to break free of the overweight security guard.

Once the guard had the kid well in hand, he told Darren he would call the police, but Darren just took his game back and told the kid not to enter his store ever again–probably scared him straight. Or set him up to be a career criminal. Either way, everyone settled down, and Darren came back to ring me through.

“Sorry about that, Nia. This has been happening more and more. I’m thinking about putting the games behind a glass case.”

“You’re pretty fast. I thought for sure that kid would make it.”

Darren looked at me and raised an eyebrow. When I didn’t respond, he chuckled and rang through my purchase. “You’re a strange one, Nia. I hope this laptop lasts longer than the last one.” He put it in a bag, I thanked him and walked back out of the mall.

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Author Jen Pretty

Author Jen Pretty

About the Author
JenPretty is a well- known and prolific writer of smart urban fantasies. Her novels are character driven, witty, often violent, and with a liberal sprinkling of course language. Some of her books genre-hop into mythology, pulling characters and situations from a variety of sources.

When not writing, Jen can be found in the barn with her horses, or knee-deep in the vegetable garden at her home in rural Ontario, Canada, which she shares with her husband, three children, and a white husky dog named Salt.

 

 

 

 

Where to Find Jen Pretty
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – MILLION MILES AWAY (Million Miles) by Alice Bane

MILLION MILES AWAY Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for MILLION MILES AWAY, the first book in the new adult science fiction romance series, Million Miles, by Alice Bane, releasing October 5, 2019. See below for information on the book, preorder links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

MILLION MILES AWAY (Million Miles #1) by Alice Bane

MILLION MILES AWAY (Million Miles #1) by Alice Bane

About the Book
Title: MILLION MILES AWAY
Series: Million Miles #1
Author: Alice Bane
Release Date: October 5, 2019
Genre:
 New Adult Science Fiction Romance
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo

Synopsis
For the past year, sleep paralysis has been little more than a thorn in Natalia’s side. That is, until she meets Korin, a strange but beautiful alien being who makes her question everything she knows about the universe.

Life-changing love almost feels like an invasion.

I won’t bore you with details about the mysterious medical issues I’ve had over the last year;

the sudden severe allergies to food and medication, the sleep paralysis. All I’ll tell you is that they turned my life upside down.

But I’m a rational person.

Naturally, I assumed that my mind was playing tricks on me when I saw the strange figures standing over me.

But it felt so freakishly real;

especially one face in particular that always stayed with me long after I woke up.

Something about him always drew me in and I knew he was different. He made me feel different.

All my life, romance has felt like something that was reserved for everyone but me. I’d accepted that the only love in my life would be experienced through my artwork.

Now I’m questioning everything I know about myself, about reality, and especially about love.

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The girls would always tease me about how put together my life was. Sure, it looked good on paper; top-rated artist in my department, an amazing house which I always kept immaculate, and when I wasn’t working, I was at the gym. They seemed to think that I had a perfect life. They had no idea how much I envied them. They both had incredible relationships with gorgeous men who doted on them endlessly. They were always commenting on how jealous they were of my body, but they also never missed a chance to eat delicious foods that I couldn’t so much as smell without getting sick. They didn’t realize that my house was always clean because it was empty and sterile; just like the rest of my life. 

I didn’t even have a pet. Ever since little Ivan died, I accepted that I wasn’t pet owner material. If I couldn’t keep a goldfish alive, what chance did I have with a more complex and emotionally dependent animal? Besides, with my work schedule, it would be cruel to even try.

“Before we get started with what we’ve got on today, I need to ask you guys a really important favor,” Abiola said, circling the desk to take both mine and Laura’s hands in hers. “The two of you have been such a huge part of my life. You’ve been there for me through all my family drama and I couldn’t love you more if you were my flesh and blood sisters.”

“Abi,” Laura pushed out her bottom lip. “That’s the sweetest thing you could possibly say.”

“Well, I would be so honored if the two of you would be my bridesmaids this spring. Please say yes!”

The three of us all wrapped our arms around each other in a sickeningly sweet display of female solidarity. I forced a smile and swallowed the lump in my throat as I imagined walking down the aisle on the arm of some random groomsman who had a wife or girlfriend somewhere in the church. This would be the second time I was a bridesmaid at someone’s wedding. The old saying ‘three times a bridesmaid, never a bride’ rang out in my mind. 

“I would love to be a bridesmaid at your wedding,” Laura crooned.

I mustered the minimal amount of excitement I could get away with for the situation and said, “Me too. I love you, woman,” then patted Abiola on the back. 

Abiola nodded and wiped at eyeliner from beneath her watering eyes. She was an old soul with a soft heart. She spent her weekends volunteering at a children’s group home. That was where she met her fiancé Trevor, and they bonded over their dysfunctional family situations. They would probably adopt a bunch of foster kids right after their wedding and live happily ever after. She deserved that; it was all she ever wanted.

“Okay ladies,” Abiola clapped her hands. “Today we’re looking for something we can use for the promotion of the OSA campus, which will be opening next year in Portland, Oregon. Boss says our primary focus is to attract engineering and architectural students for the Lunar-retreat that’s in the works.”

“So, where do we start?” Laura said, looking right at me.

“I am going to need to work up some concept drawings for the Lunar Resort. Also, if you could give me the clearest photos of the most beautiful views the Lunar Surface has to offer, that would be cool to show exactly what the students should be aspiring to be a part of. I want to see some dramatic landscapes with visible craters, maybe some rock formations. Anything to pull people in.”

“I’m on it,” Laura nodded and sat down at her touch responsive computer.

“I’ll go to engineering to get permission to use blueprints of the resort that you can use to make the concept drawings,” Abiola said, then turned and headed towards the elevator. 

It was an exciting project. I used to fantasize that by the time I was ready to retire, I would be able to cash in on all the vacation time I had accrued and maybe even spend a few of my golden years at that resort. The thought of waking up in the morning and looking out the window to see the Earth just as we see the moon from down here always gave me a sense of calm.

Four hours later, all final decisions had been made on what I wanted to use on the project. Right on cue, my trusty assistants started complaining that they were starving to death.

“If I don’t get some corned beef nachos in me in the next ten minutes, I might actually die,” Laura said and stood up dramatically from her desk.

“I want waffles and bacon,” Abiola rubbed her belly.

I sighed at the memory of bacon; I would probably just have some raw vegetables and berries. I was still looking at my screen and inspecting one of the photos, trying to decide on how I would alter the image to bring it to life. My eyes burned. I clenched them shut and rubbed them, forcing them to rest. Eye strain was the enemy and this day was proving to be particularly difficult since I had hardly slept the night before. I couldn’t shake my anxiety about today’s social gathering after work. Stress and lack of sleep usually meant a big fat migraine, which was the last thing I needed at Laura’s party. 

“I’m going to head to the chill room. I need a nap more than anything.”

“You better be rested for tonight’s festivities,” Laura wagged her finger at me.

“I’ll bring my party face, I promise,” I said. I stood up but couldn’t stop the oncoming yawn. “The fatigue is killing me.”

“Yeah, no coffee or sugar in your morning will do that to you,” Abiola said with a shake of her head. “I don’t know how you do it.”

“Well, it’s easy since a cup of coffee could put me in the hospital again, I guess.”

“Jesus,” Abiola pressed her fist to her mouth. “I didn’t mean to…” 

“It’s fine, Abi,” I assured her. “I just need to get a little rest.”

The two girls headed down to the food court while I made my way to the sleeping pods. White, plush, and stacked like a honeycomb, they were an inviting image that screamed comfort. I smiled and breathed a sigh of relief to find my favorite lower level pod was unoccupied. Turning on the sound system, I selected a playlist I knew I could sleep through. Sometimes I would choose guided meditation tracks or audiobooks. Today’s selection was soft cello. Something about the deep tones helped me unwind no matter what was on my mind. I settled in, turning on the heated cushions and closing my eyes.

I practiced the deep breathing exercises the doctor had taught me as I pictured myself floating through a dark endless sky toward the moon’s surface. The pictures I had looked at for over four hours served to be the subject of my meditation. I inhaled deeply, focusing on relaxing my arms and legs. Exhaling, I imagined moving further out into space. In… and out… 

As soon as sleep found me, I was swept up in a flurry of blinding light. My stomach turned as the light began strobing violently, causing me to feel disoriented. My body tensed as I realized it had been several weeks since I’d had an episode. Right on schedule, it hit me like a ton of bricks.

Oh no, no, no, no… I can’t deal with this right now, not at work!

I struggled to wake myself, I couldn’t move. The cold sensation of a smooth metallic surface beneath me was confusing. I felt my fingertips twitch as I tried desperately to flail any and all limbs that might respond to my will, but my body remained where it was. I strained to sit up or scream, but I couldn’t even open my mouth. I was trapped, overwhelmed by the weight of my chest collapsing in on itself. If I didn’t put every ounce of will I possessed into sucking air through my nostrils, I had a very real fear that my body would simply shut down, leaving my body as a cold stiff corpse which might be found hours later in my cozy little pod. Filling my lungs with intention, I gasped for air, breath after panicked breath, hoping someone would notice and wake me.

The strobing intensified for what felt like several minutes and when it finally stopped, there remained a constant blinding light that made my eyes water. Tears streamed from the outer corners of my eyes into my ears.

“Help… me…” I managed to whisper to no one in particular. 

From the edge of my vision, a blurry figure leaned over me. 

“Please,” I sobbed, trying to turn my head to get a better look at who it was, but I couldn’t. 

My chest burned as my heart pounded out of control. I tried to calm myself by reciting the scientific facts about what I knew was happening.

During REM sleep, your muscles are essentially turned off to keep you from sleepwalking. When a person wakes up during REM, they are fully conscious but completely paralyzed. Usually, physical stimulation from someone rubbing or shaking them will pull the victim out of the purgatorial state. Unfortunately, living alone means I have no one to rescue me during these episodes, which can sometimes last for hours.

 “Just close your eyes. Everything will be okay,” a distorted voice spoke through the fog of my half-conscious state. 

Maybe my brain is morphing the cello music into a voice. Sleep paralysis is often accompanied by waking dreams or hallucinations, after all. 

I thought I could force myself to come out of it but, instead, I moved even deeper into unconsciousness. It wasn’t like falling, but more like being underwater and sinking slowly. I struggled against what felt like a chemically induced calm. I tried again to force myself awake but couldn’t. The darkness swallowed me up and I finally surrendered to it.

To my surprise, I suddenly found myself vividly aware of two things; one, the fact that I was breathing without much effort, and two, I was no longer in my cushioned sleeping pod, but rather stretched out flat on my back on a cold metal surface. All efforts to move just made me realize that what I was experiencing was very different from the sleep paralysis I was familiar with. I could move my fingers and flex my wrists and feet. There were actual physical restraints fastened around my wrists, neck, forehead, and ankles that were preventing me from moving.

Blinking hard, I strained to look around at my surroundings. The entire room was reflective as if every surface and object was made from surgical steel. It was shockingly cold, almost like the inside of a walk-in refrigerator. I grunted, twisting my wrists in hopes that I could slip out the straps. 

There was a continuous hum that was so low I didn’t hear it so much as felt it vibrating through my entire body. There was a spherical light that seemed to be floating in the air a few feet over me. The ceiling was high above that and almost too dark for me to make out anything but the vague shape of what might have been a reflection of myself and the rest of the room around me. I strained to see past the light so I could study what else I could make out in the reflective ceiling. My heart pounded in my ears as my attention was drawn to a distorted human shape in the darkness at my side.

A chill spread through my body as I realized that someone, or something, was quietly watching me struggle but I couldn’t for the life of me work out who, as the silhouette disappeared from my view the moment I noticed it. Even when I turned my eyes as far as I could, the dark corners of the room remained completely obscured. Regardless of the deafening silence and the fact that I couldn’t see anyone, I knew someone was there.

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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – MIDNIGHT by J.V. Speyer

MIDNIGHT Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for MIDNIGHT, a stand-alone adult contemporary LGBTQ+ romance, by J.V. Speyer. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

MIDNIGHT by J.V. Speyer

MIDNIGHT by J.V. Speyer

About the Book
Title: MIDNIGHT
Author: J.V. Speyer
Release Date: August 14, 2019
Genre:
 Adult Contemporary LGBTQ+ Romance
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo | GooglePlay

Synopsis
Brandon loved Adrian, so when Adrian abruptly moved out of their apartment Brandon was devastated. Six weeks later Brandon is ready to start to ease his way back into life again, but a chance encounter leaves him questioning everything he thought he knew – about Adrian, their relationship, and himself.

His friends are there to see him through it, especially his best friend Greg. Greg wants what’s best for Brandon. He’s always wanted what’s best for Brandon, even when it’s not necessarily what’s best for Greg.

As Adrian’s true nature is revealed, Greg starts to wonder if maybe what’s best for both of them wouldn’t be each other.

 

 

 

 

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Brandon sat down on one of the chairs.  “Yeah. I mean I know he had to hide. I knew that going in.  A lot of guys had to do that. Most of them figure it out. And I’m not mad at him or anything.  I just want to move on.” He frowned. ”What are you trying to get at here, Greg? Why does Adrian have anything to do with tonight’s party?”

Greg inclined his head down, toward the spot on the street that he hadn’t been able to tear his eyes from.  “Because he’s been here this whole time.”  

Brandon choked on his gin and tonic.  “What?” 

“He’s been sitting outside the condo, watching the building, this whole time.  I mean, I get it.” 

“I don’t!” Brendon declared, standing up again.  He clutched his drink in his hand and couldn’t decide if he wanted to hurl it at the ex standing on the ground or if he wanted to go inside and hide.  Throwing the glass would be wrong. It would be irresponsible; it would get people hurt. He didn’t want to hurt Adrian, even if this latest stunt was creepy and stalker-ish.  “He’s the one who walked away. Why is he hanging around outside my building like some kind of lonely ghost?” 

“He wanted your attention.  He didn’t know how to get it, and his ploy backfired spectacularly.  I think he regrets what he did.” Greg sighed. “I’ve been watching him all night, trying to figure out what to do.  I was thinking about bringing him in.” 

Brandon spun, bringing himself face to face with his best friend.  “Why would you do that?” 

“Because you love him, Bran!” 

“So what?  I’m moving on, trying to rebuild my life.  Something you have not been shy about encouraging, I’ll point out.  And you want to just… what, drag him back in here? What could that possibly accomplish?”  He pulled at his hair.  

“I thought it might give you guys a second chance.”  Now it was Greg’s turn to sit down, flopping into one of the other patio chairs like it was the only thing holding him up.  “I want to see you happy, Bran. I keep hopping this fence – I know you weren’t with the people who made you happy, but you seemed so perfect for each other.  And I desperately want you to be happy.” He sighed heavily, gesturing back in Adrian’s general direction. “But I didn’t do it. The guy’s in his thirties. If he wanted to come up he could ring the doorbell like an adult.”  

Brandon shook his head and rubbed Greg’s shoulders.  “I knew I could trust you.” Greg leaned into the touch, just a little bit, and Brandon grinned.  “I thought we established that Adrian can’t make me happy at this point. We’re not right for each other, even if we thought we were.”  

“I know.  I just don’t know what to do here.” He leaned back.  “I mean, this is kind of creepy. He’s just out there, watching.  If I’m not going to invite him inside, I probably ought to call the cops.”  

Technically, Greg was right.  Brandon probably ought to call the police, because no good ever came from one ex staking out the other’s home like this.  “Do you think he’s dangerous?” Brandon hedged. “Seriously, has he said anything that’s struck you as dangerous?” 

“Other than creepily hanging around outside your house?  Nah. Not that he’d say anything to me, you know?” Greg snorted.  “I’m pretty much the last person he’s talking to right now, except maybe you.”

“What do you mean?”  Brandon’s arms froze on his friend’s shoulders.  

“He’s all pissy because I lit into him about stalking you through the rally.”  Greg waved a calloused hand in dismissal. “Like okay, fine, he wants to be with someone new.  Okay. And so what if the guy’s an undergrad – it’s a little weird, he’s a little young for a midlife crisis but who am I to judge?  But that whole thing – like anyone didn’t know what he was up to.” He shook his head again, and Brandon could feel his shoulders tensing up again underneath his hands.  “I wasn’t going to just sit there and not say anything.”

Brandon let his hands fall.  “Oh, Greg. I’m so sorry.” 

“What the hell for?” 

“I never wanted to come between the two of you.   You’re friends. You should be doing friend things, not arguing over me.”  He turned away, clutching at his drink so he could do something with his hands.

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Author J.V. Speyer

Author J.V. Speyer

About the Author
J. V. Speyer has lived in upstate New York and rural Catalonia before making the greater Boston, Massachusetts area her permanent home. She has worked in archaeology, security, accountancy, finance, and non-profit management. She currently lives just south of Boston in a house old enough to remember when her town was a tavern community with a farming problem.

J. V. finds most of her inspiration from music. Her tastes run the gamut from traditional to industrial and back again. When not writing she can usually be found enjoying a baseball game or avoiding direct sunlight. She’s learning to crochet so she can make blankets to fortify herself against the cold.

 

 

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