fbpx

Blog Tour – Excerpt – SECRETS UNSEALED (Triggerman Inc.) by Marie Harte

SECRETS UNSEALED Release Blitz

Welcome to the blog tour for SECRETS UNSEALED, the second book in the adult contemporary romance/romantic suspense series, Triggerman, Inc., by New York Times bestselling author, Marie Harte. See below for information on the book and series, buy links, and an exclusive excerpt.

SECRETS UNSEALED (Triggerman Inc. #2) by Marie Harte

SECRETS UNSEALED (Triggerman Inc. #2) by Marie Harte

About the Book
Title: SECRETS UNSEALED
Series: Triggerman, Inc. #2
Author: Marie Harte
Publisher:  No Box Books
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance/Romantic Suspense
Release Date: April 15, 2019
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo | GooglePlay

Synopsis
The second stand-alone romantic suspense in the Triggerman Inc. series featuring sexy assassins, a baby, and a devious bad guy from New York Times bestseller Marie Harte.

An assassin with a baby? Inconceivable…

Deacon’s life could be better. Deacon–the Shadow–kills people for a living. He’s a choosy assassin, and he makes no bones about his life choices. But a baby… That’s something he knows he’d never conceive of–pun intended.

While he’s looking into this baby situation, snarky ex-supermodel Solene Hansen is in trouble. Deacon’s sticking to her 24/7. Before long, he’s learning that there’s a lot more to Solene than sharp words and a gorgeous face. But his enemies are close, and they’ve taken note of his interest..

It’ll take all his talent to keep Solene safe, learn who wants him dead and what the baby has to do with any of it, and figure out how to get Solene to realize that while he might not be a safe bet, he’ll be a sure one.

 —————————————————————————-

SECRETS UNSEALED Teaser

 —————————————————————————-

Excerpt #1
Setup: Solene and Deacon are lying together on her couch…

“I know. You’re scared of me. I’m sexy and charming. You know I’ll be leaving once this op is over. And you know you’ll fall in love with me and be crushed when I go. I get it, sweetcheeks. It’s okay.” He gave her a seriously superior smile.

She wanted to bite him and contented herself with another slap to his chest.

“Damn it. Cut that out.”

“Oh please. We both know to you that’s a love tap.”

“Well, yeah. But it’s the principle of the thing.” He rubbed at the nonexistent mark on his chest, his handsome smile still too wide.

“You know what? I think you’re right.”

His grin faded. “Huh?”

“I think sex with you will be amazing. Totally hot, combustible. Except like all the others, you’ll fall for me. Then you won’t want to leave. You’ll end up retiring on the island like Noel. You’ll try to move in with me, and I’ll have to gently let you down. You know, easily, so you don’t need to spend years of therapy getting over me.”

“Is that right?” He sat up, caging her in his thick arms. That ridge shifted beneath her, now nudging in the right place. Damn.

“You know, I—”

He jerked them both back, laying flush against the couch for a split second before rolling them to the floor. He quickly tucked her under him, so that he covered her. She heard muted thuds, breaking glass, and footsteps on the hardwood floor.

What the—?

“Don’t move,” he whispered into her ear, then leaped off her. He disappeared, and Solene lay still, not sure what to do, her heart racing like a freight train. Just as she’d decided to move, because she felt decidedly unsafe just waiting for danger to find her, she noticed feet moving in her direction.

She heard what sounded like punches, swearing, and a foreign language she didn’t recognize. Deacon remained as silent as a ghost. As she looked around, trying to see more than booted feet and armed, masked intruders facing off against a bare-chested, bare-footed Deacon, the confusion ended. So had the brief altercation.

She hurried to stand, stunned to realize they’d been attacked in her supposedly secure house.

Deacon had a smear of blood on his knuckles and was breathing hard, but otherwise looked as if he’d just left his bed. “Come on.”

She followed him in a rush, glancing over her shoulder to see the three figures on the ground, unmoving. Once in her bedroom, he grabbed her go-bag from the closet. She’d put it together for such a contingency weeks ago. Two changes of clothes, cash, a few toiletries and an extra pair of sneakers.

“Let’s go.”

 

 —————————————————————————-

Author Marie Harte

Author Marie Harte

About the Author
Caffeine addict, boy referee, and romance aficionado, New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Marie Harte has over 100 books published with more constantly on the way. She’s a confessed bibliophile and devotee of action movies. Whether hiking in Central Oregon, biking around town, or hanging at the local tea shop, she’s constantly plotting to give everyone a happily ever after. Visit http://marieharte.com and fall in love.

 

 

 

.

.

.

Where to find Marie Harte
Goodreads Website | NewsletterFacebook | Reader GroupTwitter | Instagram | Amazon | BookBub

 

 

Blog Tour – Excerpt + Giveaway – RUNE’S FOLLY (Tower of Shells) by Garen Glazier

RUNE'S FOLLY Blog Tour

Welcome to the blog tour for RUNE’S FOLLY, the first book in the young adult fantasy series, Tower of Shells, by Garen Glazier. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

RUNE'S FOLLY (Tower of Shells #1) by Garen Glazier

RUNE’S FOLLY (Tower of Shells #1) by Garen Glazier

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title:
RUNE’S FOLLY
Series: Tower of Shells #1
Author: Garen Glazier
Publisher: Only Child Press
Release Date: February 1, 2019
Genre: Young Adult Fantasy
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
By day, Tansy McCoy is a florist making charmed bouquets for the citizens of Junonia, capital of the Kingdom of Terranmar. By night, she’s an assassin and the keeper of the Dangerous Garden where deadly blooms grow. Together with the town tailor, butcher, baker, and metalsmith (just don’t call her a candlestick maker), she is part of the Guild, a secret group of spell-wielding thieves and mercenaries. Their task: consolidate all that remains of the realm’s fading magic under the ruthless King Zeno’s control.

Impetuous loner Tansy chafes under her Guild demands. She longs to quit her town and trade and head for the hills. Unfortunately, King Zeno has other plans. He wants to marry off his daughter to Terranmar’s famously reclusive wizard, Rune Hallows, and he’s willing to have the Guild kidnap him to make it happen. Fail to deliver the wizard and the consequences will be swift and deadly.

Reluctant but determined, Tansy sets out on the long journey to faraway Wentletrap and Rune’s desolate tower by the sea. To get there she must cross a swamp full of sinister surprises, battle a werewolf, and outrace a bloodthirsty band of revenants, while she wrestles with her own magical powers that seem to be expanding in unpredictable ways.

But reaching Rune’s tower is only the beginning. When Tansy learns the real reason behind the king’s contest, she’ll need to decide whether to give in to the growing forces of magic ready to reclaim Terranmar or embrace her newfound powers to save the kingdom.

 —————————————————————————

Excerpt #1
“Good afternoon, sir,” said Tansy.

“Afternoon,” he said as he made quick work of the short distance between the door and Tansy’s workbench near the back of the shop, the old floorboards creaking. He looked relaxed but expectant.

“Is there something I can help you with?” she asked. “I do flowers both traditional and magical here at The Flax & Fern.”

“Mina sent me.”

Tansy’s eyes narrowed as she assessed the stranger. The palace seal was stitched onto his breast pocket. An official on royal business.

“Where’s Robbern?” Tansy said, referring to the usual palace agent.

“He’s been removed from the employ of the House of Neberon. I am Denal. I’ll be taking Robbern’s place.”

“Has he now, and will you now? Hmm.”

Tansy made a mental note to burn a little incense for poor Robbern. No one was ever simply fired from the House of Neberon. All the people that worked for the House were what Ms. Caraway would have called ne’er-do-wells. Tansy could think of a few other choice terms for their ilk, but she’d liked Robbern well enough. He wasn’t as bad as the others and that was probably why he hadn’t lasted long.

“Indeed,” Denal sniffed. “Now, if you’d be so good as to fill this list of requests, I’ll be on my way presently. I have other business to attend to this afternoon.”

He proffered her a list written in Mina’s ornate script, pinched between his index and pointer fingers in an affected manner.

Tansy took it with a sigh and quickly scanned the requested items.

10 belladona berries

2 bunches digitalis

5 taxus cones

1 levantus bloom

“Wait here,” she said, as she grabbed her basket.

She stepped through the red door at the back of the shop and locked it behind her, then strode quickly through the kitchen and down the hall until she reached the tiny sunroom at the back of the living space she shared with Ms. Caraway.

It was a fine day and the sun was high in the sky. Tansy let its bright rays warm her skin for just a moment before she crossed the threshold into the walled garden beyond. The pungent scent of rosemary and clove was on the air and, looking down, Tansy saw the herbs mixed with the rough, white grains of salt that Ms. Caraway preferred. The old witch must have sensed that a new visitor would be crossing their path today. Taking another deep breath Tansy noted that the protection spell could have marinated in the moonlight a bit longer before it was spread on the ground, but she was comforted by the sight and smell of it nonetheless.

It was early summer and the garden was in full bloom. A bounty of roses in every hue spilled across the narrow path. Cornflowers in white, pink, and blue swayed gently in the breeze, while henlias sprouted in vibrant reds and oranges near the garden walls. Tansy hoped that the sight of the cheerful flowers would bolster her spirits, but the new arrival had raised her guard. And while she knew it was her duty to provide the House with plants from the Dangerous Garden, the requests were coming at increasingly close intervals and for increasingly opaque reasons.

The path ended at a black, ironwork gate. At its center, an ornate skull fashioned from the metal grinned a warning. Retrieving a key from a string around her neck, Tansy slipped it into the bolt and turned. The gate swung backward without a sound and she stepped through into her own secret garden.

It was small but verdant, and, in many ways, more beautiful than the one that provided the traditional blooms for her florist shop. It did seem strange that beauty and death could be so inextricably linked in the plant world. But, then, that was often the case with humans as well.

She donned a pair of gloves that she kept in her apron before gathering the jet-black belladonna berries, then frowned in concentration as she plucked five cherry-red taxus cones. Taking a pair of shears from her pocket, she severed the stems of the vibrant digitalis before turning her attention to the bush bearing the cerulean petals of the levantus flower.

Still mulling over the unwelcome arrival of the Crown’s new agent, she snipped the bloom off before realizing it was the last one on the bush. She was glad that Mina’s list had only called for one as a quick check revealed just shiny green-black leaves and not even the beginnings of a bud. She made a mental note to mention it to Ms. Caraway. The witch was old and slightly bent, but she was still the best at encouraging the plants to produce their various flowers, fruits, roots, bulbs, and seeds. When she talked, green things listened.

 —————————————————————————

Author Garen Glazier

Author Garen Glazier

About the Authors
I have always called Seattle home and find the perpetual gloom to be a wonderful writing ally. I like coffee shops, bookstores, dancing in my living room and singing in my car. The opening scene of Up makes me cry. Three Amigos makes me laugh. Fashion magazines, croissants, and long, long baths are my guilty pleasures. They might occur separately or together. I prefer boxing classes to yoga, and I get some of my best ideas when I’m running. I loved school and spent more time than one really should getting a business degree in marketing and a master’s in art history. In an ideal world I’d go to bed at 2am and wake up at 10am. I’ve never been an early bird, and I feel strongly that alarm clocks kill dreams.

 

.

.

Where to Garen Glazier
Goodreads | Website | Facebook | Twitter

 —————————————————————————

Giveaway
a Rafflecopter giveaway

 

Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – BEAUTIFUL NIGHTMARE (Beautiful Nightmare) by L.C. Son

BEAUTIFUL NIGHTMARE Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for BEAUTIFUL NIGHTMARE, the first book in the adult paranormal romance series, Beautiful Nightmare, by L.C. Son. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

BEAUTIFUL NIGHTMARE (Beautiful Nightmare #1) by L.C. Son

BEAUTIFUL NIGHTMARE (Beautiful Nightmare #1) by L.C. Son

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title: BEAUTIFUL NIGHTMARE
Series: Beautiful Nightmare #1
Author: L.C. Son
Release Date: February 14, 2019
Genre:
 Adult Paranormal Romance
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
Damina Nicaud, a beautiful, successful art buyer in Washington, D.C., has been plagued by hauntingly romantic dreams of a mystery man every night. While she knows she shouldn’t consider her dreams to be anything more than anxiety brought on by her upcoming nuptials, she can’t help but be lured into its entreat. Unbeknownst to her, the dreamscape that plagues her mind will be all that carries her through eventual heartbreak and learning the truth of her orphaned lineage. She is more than human.

Escaping to New Orleans on the heels of her broken heart, she begins to unravel the mystery of her life while discovering a love powerful enough to unleash an ancient power residing within herself. Weaving through a world of artistic passion, vampires, wolves, and the supernatural, Damina Nicaud begins to take hold of her Beautiful Nightmare.

 

 

 

 —————————————————————————-

BEAUTIFUL NIGHTMARE Teaser

 —————————————————————————-

Excerpt
The cold floor at my feet, the shivers up my spine—I stand speechless at the vivid red all around me. The guttural sounds that echo throughout the room stir core of me, but I do not run. I do not retreat. How could I? This is what I ran to. I chose this. It was always meant to be. This I know for now and for certain. My time has come.”

This is our spot. The place where he comes to see me. I know he can see me because the moonlit sky illuminates the area where I stand like a spotlight. But under the golden oak is shadow cast. I can only see his silhouette.

I’ve never seen his full face. Just his eyes. The look in his crystalline green eyes paralyzes me with awe, fear, endearment, and safety.

He stays in the shadows, waiting for me to come closer. But I cannot. There are stirring shadows all around us. He is unmoved. I am afraid.

My fear keeps me from going closer and running into his embrace. I know that he will wrap me in his arms, and I will be safe. But I stand still. Frozen.

 —————————————————————————-

BEAUTIFUL NIGHTMARE Teaser

 —————————————————————————-

Author L.C. Son

Author L.C. Son

About the Author
Wife of one. Mom of three plus a Beagle.

Well, at least that’s how I’m described in the confines of my everyday life.

​Writing has always been second nature to me. I spent my childhood creating short stories and my collegiate years writing for the campus paper (Go TERPS!) Jump twenty years to the present–I’m still writing. At my day job I spend most of my time writing capability briefs, white papers, proposals–you name it.

Then one day it hit me! It was time to access my own creative power and bring to life the characters I’ve created in my mind.

In addition to enjoying life with my amazing family, I can usually be found with my head in a book, binging my favorite shows, and watching movies with jaw-dropping scores! (I love all things Danny Elfman!)

I hope you enjoy my first book, Beautiful Nightmare. It has everything you’d look to find in a paranormal romance-urban fantasy-new age novel. Vampires. Wolves. Love. And so much more!

Where to Find L.C. Son
Goodreads | Website | Facebook

 —————————————————————————-

Giveaway
a Rafflecopter giveaway

 

Blog Tour – Excerpt – NEEDING TO LOVE YOU (Houston’s Finest) by Erin Rylie

NEEDING TO LOVE YOU Blog Tour

Welcome to the blog tour for NEEDING TO LOVE YOU, the second book in the adult contemporary romance series, Houston’s Finest, by Erin Rylie. See below for information on the book and series, buy links, and an exclusive excerpt.

NEEDING TO LOVE YOU (Houston's Finest #2) by Erin Rylie

NEEDING TO LOVE YOU (Houston’s Finest #2) by Erin Rylie

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title: NEEDING TO LOVE YOU
Series: Houston’s Finest #2
Author: Erin Rylie
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance
Release Date: April 12, 2019
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
Carlos Ramirez has always prided himself on two things: being damn good at his job on the Houston police force and being able to land any woman he wants. When a devastating car accident leaves him crippled and in excruciating pain, he begins to rely too heavily on his prescription painkillers. The only person who can help him heal is the only woman who has ever rejected him—and on more than one occasion. Living with Kelsey while he works through physical therapy wasn’t anything he ever expected to happen, but it might just be what he needs.

After a divorce that left her doubting her ability to love, Kelsey Byrne wants nothing to do with relationships. Unfortunately for her, the only man she could see herself loving needs a place to live and help while he recovers. She had a hard time pushing him away after a one-night stand, so how can she possibly keep him at arm’s length when he’s in her house every day, playing with her son, cooking her meals, and leaving her cute notes every morning? Carlos may be working his way into her heart one sweet gesture at a time, but can she give him everything knowing that she’s more than a little broken inside?

 —————————————————————————-

NEEDING TO LOVE YOU Teaser

 —————————————————————————-

Excerpt #3
She was woken up by the sound of a key turning in the front door. Groggily, Kelsey lifted her head to take in her surroundings. The credits of the movie she and Carlos had been watching were playing on the TV, and his warm, hard body was curled around hers. Momentarily forgetting about the person at her front door, she snuggled back into his warmth, his erection digging into her ass. Sleepily, he ground himself into her and kissed her neck. His kisses were slow and lazy and she could tell he was barely awake.

“Well, well, well. What do we have here?” Her brother, Dillon, stood above them on the couch, taking in the scene before him looking amused.

Carlos groaned, burying his face in her hair. “Babe, I don’t know who this is, but make him go away.”

“Hot and rude? My kind of guy. Where did you find this one, Kels?”

She elbowed Carlos gently and he took the hint, loosening his hold on her waist. “Dil, what are you doing here?”

“Well, you bitch, we had dinner plans tonight. When you didn’t show up at our usual restaurant or call me, I decided to show up and make sure you were still alive.”

She sat up and pulled down her sweater, which had ridden up above the waistband of her yoga pants. “Shit, I’m so sorry. I completely forgot.”

When she noticed her brother’s eyes lingering on Carlos, she turned around and realized that the way she’d sat up had left his lower half exposed. His very…enthusiastic lower half.

“Hellllooooo, sailor!” Dillon said, saluting Carlos’s erection. Instead of being snarky or embarrassed, Carlos sat up behind her, placing one leg on either side of her body, and wrapped an arm around her waist.

“Sorry, I was sleeping with a hot woman in my arms. It happens.”

With Carlos’s erection hidden from view, her brother took in his face, and a confused expression flitted across Dillon’s features. “Wait a minute, I know you. You sing karaoke at JR’s all the time. You’re not straight!”

“Ummm, your sister and I have been doing some very straight things together all day.”

Kelsey elbowed Carlos in the gut, earning a surprised oomph in reply.

“Okay, let’s lay this out. You come into JR’s, a well-known gay bar—”

“For karaoke, yes.”

“You put on aviators and sing that annoying as hell song from Top Gun every single week.”

“‘Danger Zone,’ yes. It’s a classic.”

“Then there was the time you sang ‘Poker Face’—”

“Hey, who doesn’t love Lady Gaga?”

“Last but not least, you introduced nearly everyone in the bar to your partner. Grumpy looking dude with blonde hair and blue eyes? Often mistaken for the long-lost Hemsworth brother?”

Kelsey laughed, burying her head in Carlos’s shoulder. Only he would be secure enough in his sexuality to walk into a gay bar and introduce his best friend as his partner. Seriously, only Carlos.

“I’m a police officer! He’s my partner on the force, not in life!”

“When you introduced him to me, you had your arm around him and called him Rafey-poo.”

Carlos shrugged. “Well, yeah, it’s a term of endearment.”

Her brother threw back his head and groaned. “Thanks a ton, asshole. I just lost a hundred-dollar bet because of you.”

“Serves you right for betting that I was gay.” Carlos shrugged.

 —————————————————————————-

NEEDING TO LOVE YOU Teaser

 —————————————————————————-

Get Caught Up on the Series – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited

Book 1: HATING TO LOVE YOU
Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

 —————————————————————————-

Author Erin Rylie

Author Erin Rylie

About the Author
I’m a Montana born, Texas raised New Jersey transplant with a degree in hospitality. At 29 years old, I decided it was finally time for me to pursue my real passion in life – writing. I’ve been writing princess stories and LOTR fan-fiction since I was in middle school, so the transition into romance has been fun!

When I’m not writing, I’m reading (fantasy, sci-fi and romance are my genres) or working. I’m currently obsessed with Brooklyn Nine Nine which should tell you all you need to know about my sense of humor.

Finally, I am 100% an old cat lady. My cats Socks and Kaz are little weirdos and I love them more than most people..

.

.

Where to find Erin Rylie
Goodreads Website | NewsletterFacebook | Instagram | Amazon

 

Release Day – BREAKING WITHOUT YOU (Fractured Connections) by Carrie Ann Ryan

BREAKING WITHOUT YOU Teaser Reveal

Today is release day for BREAKING WITHOUT YOU, the first book in the latest adult contemporary romance series, Fractured Connections, by New York Times and USA Today bestselling author, Carrie Ann Ryan. See below for information the book, buy links, and an exclusive excerpt.

BREAKING WITHOUT YOU (Fractured Connections #1) by Carrie Ann Ryan

BREAKING WITHOUT YOU (Fractured Connections #1) by Carrie Ann Ryan

About the Book
Title: BREAKING WITHOUT YOU
Series: Fractured Connections #1
Author: Carrie Ann Ryan
Release Date: April 16, 2019
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance
Links: GoodreadsAmazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Amazon DEBarnes & Noble | iBooksKobo

Synopsis
From NYT bestselling author Carrie Ann Ryan, comes a brand new series where second chances don’t come often, and overcoming an unexpected loss means breaking everything you knew.

I fell for Cameron Connolly at the wrong time. And when he left, I thought my life was over. But then, after the worst happened, I truly understood what that phrase meant. Now, he’s not ready for a second chance, and I’m not offering one. Though given that our families have been forced together after losing one of our own, I know there’s no turning back. Not this time. Not again. Not when it comes to Cameron.

~~

I never wanted to hurt Violet Knight, but there were reasons I had to leave all those years ago—not that she’d believe me if I told her what they were. I not only left her, I also left my foster brothers. Honestly, I didn’t want to come back to Denver to help run my father’s failing brewery. But when it comes to my brothers, I know I’ll find a way to make it work. Perhaps I’ll even earn Violet’s forgiveness and face the connection we both thought long forgotten in the process. Because I wanted her then, but now I know I need her. I just hope she needs me..

 —————————————————————————-

BREAKING WITHOUT YOU Teaser

 —————————————————————————-

Excerpt
I helped clean up the pool area and went back to the front of the bar, making sure everything was cleaned up. We were the last ones in the place, and Beckham just shook his head as he shooed everyone out.

“I got it, boss. You never get drunk or actually have fun these days. You’re allowed to do it now. Nobody else really saw you like that, only me.”

I nodded, holding out my hand for the other man. “Thanks, Beck. No one really needs to see us like this.”

Beckham shook my hand and gave me a tight nod. “Well, sometimes, you just need a day where you can breathe. I know today must’ve been hard for the girls, and you guys. I didn’t know Allison, but I can see from the way you guys are grieving for her that she must’ve been a good person.”

I swallowed hard, my throat tight. “She was one of the best.” I hadn’t been here to know who she had become these past years, but it still didn’t make any sense that the smiling girl that I had known wasn’t here anymore.

But that was the thing with death, nothing made sense.

Beckham got cars for everybody, and somehow, Violet ended up in mine. I didn’t really know how that had happened, but Beckham had a way about him. Either he was an idiot, or he was trying to get on my good side. Not that I actually knew if this would be good. For all I knew, this would mess everything up even more.

“Why am I at your house?” Violet asked as we got out of the ride share’s car. I did my best to focus on giving the man a tip before helping Violet into the house. “I think Beckham’s weird.”

“Or you and Beckham have serious plans that did not involve telling me about them.” She raised her chin and sauntered into my living room.

I did my best to keep my gaze off her ass, but it was very hard when she was wearing tight leggings that just seemed to mold to her butt. I really, really liked her curves, had liked them before, and I liked them even more now.

I looked around my living room, hoping I had cleaned it up at least a little bit, and then looked down at Dillon’s shoes in the entryway. Shit. I had forgotten. I forgot that I wasn’t alone in this house.

“Uh, we need to be quiet, Dillon’s here.”

She rolled her eyes and glared. “What do we have to be quiet about? Am I here for nefarious purposes?”

I snorted. And then I went up to Violet and framed her face with my hands. “We’re too drunk. Way too drunk.”

“Of course, we are. I think being drunk’s the only way I can actually think.”

And because I knew it was a mistake, I let it happen anyway. I lowered my head and brushed my lips across hers, just a caress, for just a moment.

I had missed this. Missed this more than anything.

And when she didn’t move away, I kissed her again.

This is what I’d been missing. Violet.

It’d always been her.

And I knew there was no way that she would let me continue doing this. Knew that there was no way that this was the right decision.

So I kissed her.

Because I had to.

 —————————————————————————-

BREAKING WITHOUT YOU Teaser

 —————————————————————————-

Author Carrie Ann Ryan

Author Carrie Ann Ryan

About the Author
Carrie Ann Ryan is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of contemporary and paranormal romance. Her works include the Montgomery Ink, Redwood Pack, Talon Pack, and Gallagher Brothers series, which have sold over 2.0 million books worldwide. She started writing while in graduate school for her advanced degree in chemistry and hasn’t stopped since. Carrie Ann has written over fifty novels and novellas with more in the works. When she’s not writing about bearded tattooed men or alpha wolves that need to find their mates, she’s reading as much as she can and exploring the world of baking and gourmet cooking.

.

.

Where to Find Carrie Ann Ryan
Goodreads | Website | NewsletterFacebook | Twitter | Instagram | Pinterest | Tumblr

 —————————————————————————-

BREAKING WITHOUT YOU Teaser

 

Blog Tour – Excerpt + Giveaway – GOOD GIRL (Siren Island) by Tricia O’Malley

GOOD GIRL Blog Tour

Welcome to the blog tour for GOOD GIRL, the first book in the adult contemporary romantic comedy series, Siren Island, by New York Times and USA Today bestselling author, Tricia O’Malley. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

GOOD GIRL (Siren Island #1) by Tricia O’Malley

GOOD GIRL (Siren Island #1) by Tricia O’Malley

About the Book
Title: GOOD GIRL
Series: Siren Island #1
Author: Tricia O’Malley
Release Date: November 13, 2018
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romantic Comedy
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo | GooglePlay

Synopsis
New release! From New York Times and USA Today bestselling author, Tricia O’Malley, comes a brand new romance series about love, self-discovery, and embracing your inner mermaid.

She shouldn’t be on this island.

If she was smart, Samantha Jameson would turn around and march right back to the plane that deposited her at a faded hut of an airport on Siren Island. Yet, Samantha just can’t muster the energy to do so, not after the hellish week she’s had. Her whole life has been spent playing by the rules, and for what? An empty apartment, a career with no upward movement, and one failed relationship after another.  When it all blows up in her face, what’s a girl to do but book a last-minute trip to the ridiculously named Laughing Mermaid Bed & Breakfast on an unknown speck of an island in the Caribbean?

Lucas Mosteron knows all about burning out from first-hand experience. Over the years, he’s discovered that he isn’t the only one, as everyone has their own unique story for landing on Siren Island. His lovely and mysterious neighbors at The Laughing Mermaid Bed & Breakfast are no exception. Little does he know that there is more to their story than he could ever have imagined possible. When Samantha Jameson arrives as their guest – depleted and needing respite, Lucas can’t help but feel like he could be the man she needs. Irresistibly drawn to her uptight demeanor, Lucas is determined to unwind Samantha and show her that life on Siren Island could be the answer to all her problems.

 —————————————————————————-

Excerpt
As interruptions went, it was a doozy, Sam thought, glad that the sunglasses shaded her eyes and hoping her hat hid the fact that her mouth had dropped open. A man had pulled his kayak to shore down the beach, where Sam just now realized a house was all but hidden on a hill among swaying palm trees. Tanned skin rippled over lithe muscles as he hefted his kayak with an easy grace and put it on a small dock. Sam wondered if he worked for the owner of the villa. Tattered board shorts hung loosely from his hips and wraparound sunglasses shaded his eyes. Deep brown hair with just a kiss of sun at the tips had been left to grow a little long, and Samantha was astonished to find herself itching to run her hands through it. Now where had that thought come from? Sam was not one to fantasize; she hadn’t even allowed herself to date since the disastrous end of her engagement. Her eyes slid to the cover of the romance novel on the table next to her, where a pirate readily embraced a woman whose bosom – it was always a heaving bosom in those novels – threatened to break free from her tightly laced bodice.

“Have you seen our dreamy neighbor?” A voice at her shoulder shocked Samantha out of her reverie; she’d been staring at the man like he was a piece of cake and she was on a diet.

“Excuse me?” Samantha asked, pulling her shoulders back and leveling a look at the woman who’d plopped into a lounge chair beside her.

“Him. The man you’re looking at like you’re a cat who wants to lap up a bowl of cream?” the woman said. All rounded curves and tumbling curls, she evoked a confident sensuality that Samantha could never muster even on her best days.

“I was most certainly not looking at him like I wanted to eat him,” Samantha sputtered.

“Ignore her. Jolie would lap up every man she came across if she chose,” Another woman slid into the chair on the other side, and Samantha turned to see another voluptuously beautiful woman smiling at her. Great, Samantha thought, refusing to look in the direction of the man who undoubtedly could see them. She was bookended by curvy knockouts and probably looked like a staid stick-in-the-mud tourist plastered in sunscreen and boring books.

“And every man would be lucky to have me if I let him,” Jolie preened. She stretched languidly on the lounge, her screaming pink bikini leaving little to the imagination, her midnight curls tumbling everywhere.

“It’s a blessing to mankind that you’re more discerning, then, isn’t it?” The woman on Sam’s right was just as luscious in a simple white bikini, her blonde hair woven into intricate braids that reached almost to her waist.

“Don’t act like you’re so pure, Mirra. I saw you cuddling with that yacht captain from Antigua just last week,” Jolie said, twirling a curl around her finger.

“I never said I was pure,” Mirra demurred. “I merely told our guest here to ignore you as you’re embarrassing her.”

“I’m not –” Samantha protested, but Jolie had already sat up straight.

“Am I embarrassing you? I’m so sorry. My mouth gets ahead of me sometimes. A strength and a fault of mine, I suppose.”

 —————————————————————————-

GOOD GIRL Giveaway

 —————————————————————————-

Author Tricia O'Malley

Author Tricia O’Malley

About the Author
New York Times and USA Today bestselling author, Tricia O’Malley, lives in the Caribbean with her much doted-upon dogs, Briggs and Blue. On a typical day you will find her lost in the worlds of her making or gearing up to go scuba diving. Tricia loves fun vacation reads, hates wimpy characters, and hosts a serious addiction to traveling the world. She finds inspiration on the go – and you’ll often find her books set in beautiful settings with characters tangled in affairs of the heart…or murder.

 

 

 

Where to Find Tricia O’Malley
Goodreads | Website | Facebook | Amazon | BookBub

 —————————————————————————-

Giveaway
a Rafflecopter giveaway

 

Release Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – MAD ABOUT MOON (Whiskeys) by Melissa Foster

MAD ABOUT MOON Release Blitz

Welcome to the release blitz for MAD ABOUT MOON, the fifth book in the adult contemporary romance series, Whiskeys, by New York Times and USA Today bestselling author, Melissa Foster. See below for information on the book and series, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

MAD ABOUT MOON (Whiskeys #5) by Melissa Foster

MAD ABOUT MOON (Whiskeys #5) by Melissa Foster

About the Book
Title: MAD ABOUT MOON
Series: The Whiskeys #5
Author: Melissa Foster
Publisher: World Literary Press
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance
Release Date: April 10, 2019
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AUBarnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo | GooglePlay

Synopsis
Fall in love with Jed and Josie in this emotionally captivating, sexy standalone romance by New York Times bestselling author Melissa Foster. The perfect love story for those who enjoy fiercely loyal and insanely sexy alpha heroes, smart, sassy heroines, strong family bonds, bikers, babies, and more!

Can true love strike twice in one lifetime?

Josie Beckley refuses to believe there is a limit on happiness. A decade after she escaped her abusive parents and lost touch with her siblings, the death of her husband leaves her and her son homeless. But Josie has never been one to wallow in sadness, and when she takes a chance on reconnecting with her siblings, a sinfully handsome bright light from her past shows up and offers to help her find a way out of the darkness.

Most people wouldn’t see Jed Moon as someone to look up to. He’s been in and out of jail and has lived a less-than-stellar lifestyle. But years ago one woman saw through his bullshit, and he’s never forgotten her. Now she’s back in his life, and as a prospect for the Dark Knights motorcycle club, Jed promises to keep an eye on the sassy, sexy single mother who has never stopped lighting his fantasies on fire.

Jed and Josie’s combustible connection is stronger than ever. Having Josie and her son in his life brings out all of Jed’s protective instincts-and visions of a future he never imagined having. But when a shocking revelation knocks the insatiable lovers to their knees, it forces them to make choices that could change their lives forever. 

 —————————————————————————-

MAD ABOUT MOON Teaser

 —————————————————————————-

Excerpt
As she drove away, she decided to surprise Jed with lunch. He’d done so much for her, and she was too excited to just go back to the shelter. She stopped at Jazzy Joe’s café and picked up sandwiches for her and Jed and a cookie for Hail, which she’d give him after school. Then she drove over to the auto shop to surprise Jed.

When she arrived at the shop, she realized she probably should have called first. They were busy, and she had no idea if Jed even took a lunch break, much less if he was working there or at the bar today. She scanned the open bays, but didn’t see Jed. She spotted jeans-clad legs sticking out from beneath a car in the first bay, so she headed over with the bag from Jazzy Joe’s.

Truman slid out from beneath the car as she approached. “Hey, Josie. Looking for Jed?”

“Yeah. I thought I’d bring him lunch. I won’t stay or get in the way.”

“No worries.” He pushed to his feet and pointed to a set of steps by the office. “He’s up in his apartment. He’s not working at the bar until three. Go on up. I’m sure he’ll be glad to see you.”

“Thanks.” She headed for the steps and saw Tex peering at an engine beneath the hood of a car. “Hi,” she said as she walked by.

“Hi. Josie, right?”

Big Mama, the big calico cat she’d seen at the bonfire, wound around her legs. She leaned down to pet her. “Yes. Good to see you again.”

“That was some party, huh?”

“It was fun. I’m just going up to see Moon—Jed.”

Tex winked. “Have fun.”

As she climbed the steps she played over that wink, wondering if Tex was used to women going up to Jed’s apartment in the middle of the day. On the landing at the top of the stairs she knocked on the door, trying to ignore the swirling in her stomach. She waited for what felt like forever, but in reality was probably only a minute, and then she knocked again. She heard him say something that sounded like come in, so she turned the knob and peered around the door, quickly scanning the masculine loft-style apartment. Worn hardwood floors ran beneath a deep-cushioned brown couch, an orange chair, and a heavy wooden coffee table. There was a small open kitchen and glass doors that led to a deck.

“Moon?” she called out.

“In here,” came from behind a partially open door.

She closed the door behind her, and as she crossed the room, she said, “I just got done with Scotty and—”

He pulled open the door and she lost her voice. His hair was wet and tousled, his bare chest slick from a shower, and sweet baby Jesus, he was naked, save for a towel tied low on his hips.

“And…?” he asked as he stepped toward her.

She tried to speak, but her mouth had gone bone dry. A devilish grin spread across his face.

There he is. My big bad wolf.

And that wasn’t all that was big about him.

Her gaze dropped to the significant bump in the towel. Heat whipped through her like a torrential storm, bullying its way through her core, up her chest, and down her limbs. Her sex clenched, and her nipples burned. He lifted her chin, and that flirtatious smile morphed to sinfully enticing hunger.

“And…?” he whispered against her lips, drawing a needy whimper from her lungs. “Did you miss me, Little Red?”

 —————————————————————————-

MAD ABOUT MOON Teaser

 —————————————————————————-

Get Caught up on the Series:

Introducing the Wiskeys: RIVER OF LOVE
Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo | GooglePlay | Smashwords

Book 1: TRU BLUE
Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AUBarnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo | GooglePlay | Smashwords | IndieBound | BAM! | Powells

Book 2: TRULY MADLY WHISKEY
Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AUBarnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo | GooglePlay | Smashwords | IndieBound | BAM!

Book 3: DRIVING WHISKEY WILD
Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AUBarnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo | GooglePlay

Book 4: WICKED WHISKEY LOVE
Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AUBarnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo | GooglePlay

 —————————————————————————-

Author Melissa Foster

Author Melissa Foster

About the Author
Melissa writes sexy and heartwarming contemporary romance, new adult romance and women’s fiction with emotionally compelling characters that stay with you long after you turn the last page. Readers adore Melissa’s fun, flirty, and sinfully sexy, award-winning big-family romance collection, LOVE IN BLOOM featuring the Snow Sisters, Bradens, Remingtons, Ryders, Seaside Summer, Harborside Nights, Wild Boys and Bad Boys After Dark, and the Montgomerys. Melissa’s emotional journeys are lovingly erotic and always family oriented– perfect beach reads for contemporary romance lovers who enjoy reading about loyal, wealthy heroes and smart, sassy heroines with complex and relatable issues.

Melissa also writes sweet and clean romance under the pen name Addison Cole.

Melissa has painted and donated several murals to The Hospital for Sick Children in Washington, DC. Her interests include her family, reading, writing, painting, friends, helping others see the positive side of life, and visiting Cape Cod.

Melissa is available to chat with book clubs and welcomes comments and emails from her readers. Visit Melissa on social media or her personal website.

Where to Find Melissa Foster
Goodreads | Website | NewsletterFacebook | Street TeamTwitter | Amazon Author Page | Pinterest

 —————————————————————————-

Giveaway
a Rafflecopter giveaway

 

Blog Tour – Excerpt – CHASING VENGEANCE (Redemption Harbor) by Katie Reus

CHASING VENGEANCE Release Day

Welcome to the blog tour for CHASING VENGEANCE, the seventh book in the adult romantic suspense series, Resurrection, by New York Times and USA Today bestselling author, Katie Reus. See below for information on the book and series, buy links, and an exclusive excerpt.

CHASING VENGEANCE (Redemption Harbor #7) by Katie Reus

CHASING VENGEANCE (Redemption Harbor #7) by Katie Reus

About the Book
Title: CHASING VENGEANCE
Series: Redemption Harbor #7
Author: Katie Reus
Release Date: April 9, 2019
Genre: Adult Romantic Suspense/Military Romance
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo

Synopsis
From USA Today bestselling author Katie Reus comes the final story in the explosive Redemption Harbor series where sparks fly and so do bullets…

Wanting her means putting a target on her back…

Layla’s taste in men runs toward the epic side of awful. With one murderous ex-fiancé already behind her, she’s attempting to start over in Redemption Harbor with the help of her bestie, Nova. And wine. Lots of wine. The very thing that helps her make another epic mistake—trying to kiss Xavier, one of her newest friends. So what if he’s sexy, funny, and has completely taken over her fantasies? Relationships and Layla don’t mix. And Xavier is clearly not interested anyway.

But it’s too late to walk away…

Any good hitman has no business forging a personal life…no matter how great the temptation. And Xavier is an exceptionally good hitman, with a long list of enemies. Even if Layla could somehow look past his profession, he’d never put her in jeopardy. But everyone has their breaking point—and when Layla accepts a date with someone else, Xavier’s possessiveness is unleashed. The greater the risk, the sweeter the reward…until Xavier’s sweet Layla is used against him by someone from his past. Now he’ll do whatever it takes to protect her from the enemy hunting her from the shadows.

 —————————————————————————-

CHASING VENGEANCE Teaser

 —————————————————————————-

Excerpt
“Did he kiss you?” he demanded, unable to let it go.

“So what if he did? Maybe I kissed him,” she snapped. “Maybe I put on a little strip show for him to the tune of ‘American Woman’! Maybe I let him touch—”

He cut off her words as he crushed his mouth to hers. Xavier didn’t want to know if she’d done anything with her date. He didn’t care. Okay, he fucking cared , but if she’d done anything with that guy, it didn’t matter. The only thing that mattered was completely possessing her right now and wiping the memory of any other man from her mind forever.

She moaned into his mouth, her fingers digging into his shoulders as she jumped up, wrapping her legs around him. The way she clung to him surprised the hell out of him. She should probably call him out for being a jackass and showing up at her place at midnight.

His erection was hard between his legs, pressing against his abdomen, pulsing with need. She had to feel his reaction to her—and this was all for her. His entire body thrummed with energy, with the desire to thrust deep inside her over and over.

They needed to get to a flat surface. He desperately needed to taste all of her. To hear her moans of pleasure as she came against his mouth.

Xavier felt possessed with the need to have Layla even as he told himself this was insane. But as his tongue teased against hers, all common sense scattered like grains of sand at the beach. There was nothing else in the world but him and Layla. Nothing but right now.

And he needed to see her naked. Needed to taste her everywhere. Earlier tonight, in that dress, she’d looked incredible. Mouthwatering. And he’d wanted nothing more than to strip it from her body, to kiss and tease every inch of her. Now he was going to get the chance to imprint himself on her forever.

“Clothes off,” he rasped out as he pulled back from her mouth, his breathing harsh.

She blinked at him, her expression as dazed as he felt. “What?” she whispered.

“I want to see you naked. Now.” His voice sounded guttural, uneven. His words weren’t even particularly dirty, but her cheeks heated up. Oh hell. He’d misread things. They needed to slow down now. “This is too fast—”

“No, I want this. I’m just…wrapping my head around this. Us.”

That was all he needed to hear. He grasped the hem of her shirt and tugged it over her head. He hadn’t come here for this. He’d come here to warn her away from that guy, but… Hell, maybe he had come here for exactly this. He couldn’t lie to himself. He needed her like he needed his next breath.

 —————————————————————————-

Book 1 – RESURRECTION
Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo

Book 2 – SAVAGE RISING
Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo

Book 3 – DANGEROUS WITNESS
Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo

Book 4 – INNOCENT TARGET
Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo

Book 5 – HUNTING DANGER
Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo

Book 6: COVERT GAMES
Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo

 —————————————————————————-

CHASING VENGEANCE Teaser

 —————————————————————————-

Author Katie Reus

Author Katie Reus

About the Author
Katie Reus is the New York Times, USA Today, and IndieReader bestselling author of the Red Stone Security series, the Moon Shifter series and the Deadly Ops series. She fell in love with romance at a young age thanks to books she pilfered from her mom’s stash. Years later she loves reading romance almost as much as she loves writing it.

However, she didn’t always know she wanted to be a writer. After changing majors many times, she finally graduated summa cum laude with a degree in psychology. Not long after that she discovered a new love. Writing. She now spends her days writing dark paranormal romance and sexy romantic suspense. Her book Avenger’s Heat recently won the Georgia RWA Maggie Award for Excellence in the fantasy/paranormal category.

.

Where to Find Katie Reus
Goodreads Website | Newsletter | Twitter | Facebook

 —————————————————————————-

CHASING VENGEANCE Available Now

 

Excerpt Reveal – LIKE THE WIND by J. Bengtsson

LIKE THE WIND Cover Reveal

Author J. Bengtsson is revealing an excerpt from LIKE THE WIND, a stand-alone adult contemporary romance, releasing on April 16, 2019. See below for information on the book, preorder links, and the exclusive excerpt.

LIKE THE WIND by J. Bengtsson

LIKE THE WIND by J. Bengtsson

About the Book
Title:
LIKE THE WIND
Author: J. Bengtsson
Release Date: Audiobook: January 15, 2019 | eBook and Paperback: April 16, 2019
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance
Links: Goodreads | Audible | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
Prepare to laugh, cry, and fall in love with this enthralling new romance from J. Bengtsson!

When a letter from his supposedly deceased mother finds its way into his hands, life changes in an instant for international pop star Bodhi Beckett. 

Reeling from the deception of those closest to him, Bodhi spirals out of control and is sent to a secluded mansion in the coastal mountains of Southern California for some rest and relaxation. But the retreat proves to be anything but relaxing when a raging wildfire sets the landscape around him ablaze.

While escaping the flames, Bodhi rescues Breeze, a quirky, pet-loving woman, and together the two fight their way to safety. In the aftermath of the fire, Bodhi and Breeze hit the road to uncover the truth about his family. What neither of them expected is to forge a powerful connection that will change their lives forever…but can it survive the real world, or will it disappear like the wind?

 —————————————————————————-

LIKE THE WIND Teaser

 —————————————————————————-

Excerpt
Nudging Bodhi, I whispered in his ear. “I have a surprise for you.”

He grunted but remained in his prone and groggy state. 

“Guess what’s back on?” I said in a sing-song voice. “The power, baby!”

Bodhi’s eyes flew open and he blinked at me. “Wha …? The power?”

“Uh-huh. Come on, sleepyhead.” I bounced in my spot. “Wake up so we can flick all the light switches on and off repeatedly just because we can.”

He shifted, then went stone still, his petrified gaze finding mine. “What’s on my back?” 

“Lucy.”

“Remind me what animal that is again.”

“The cat.” 

“Oh, fuck. Thank god.” 

“Why? Did you think I let the rats loose on you?”

He groaned, his eyes drifting shut once more. Apparently, the cat, the lights, and me weren’t enough to keep Bodhi’s interest. Yes, this was going to take a little charm on my part. Bending down to within an inch of his face, I hummed a happy little tune until he could no longer ignore my bumblebee like presence. 

This time when his lids fluttered open, I assaulted him with my biggest brightest smile. “Hi again. In case you forgot, my name is Breeze and I’m your fire buddy from last night.” 

“Yes, I remember you.” He smiled. “The girl with the forehead boner.”

My hand flew to the bump. After all the gushing I’d just done in my head for him, the first thing he remembered about me was my protruding knot? 

Way to make an impression, Breeze. 

Jumping out of bed, I stared down at him with a condemning glare. 

“Was it something I said?” He shifted onto his side. I watched the cat slide off his back. Propping on his elbow, he treated me to a nice view of his impressive rack of firm, defined abs.

Oh yeah, that was… wow. Yep.

 —————————————————————————-

LIKE THE WIND Teaser

 —————————————————————————-

Author J. Bengtsson

Author J. Bengtsson

About the Author
A professional stay-at-home-mom for twenty-one years, Jill started her writing career in 2016 after reading a really bad rockstar romance. Although she had no previous writing experience and no desire to become an author, Jill was convinced she could write a better story.

And so began Cake: A Love Story. She wrote the novel for fun and added every single thing she’d ever wanted to read in a romance. Embarrassed by her newfound hobby, Jill kept her writing a secret from her family.

When the story was complete, she turned to Amazon to get the feedback she desired. Not thinking the book would ever sell, Jill planned to pull Cake off Amazon once it got a review or two but that never happened because, within a week of its release, Cake began to soar up the bestseller charts. Not only was Jill shocked by Cake’s success but now she had a whole new burgeoning career on her hands…and some explaining to do. Needless to say, the news of Jill’s secret book bay came as a complete shock to her husband and three children.

Jill is now a full-time writer..

Where to find J. Bengtsson
Goodreads | WebsiteFacebook Twitter | Instagram

 —————————————————————————-

LIKE THE WIND

 

Excerpt Reveal – FIGHTING THE FIRE (Warrior Fight Club) by Laura Kaye

FIGHTING THE FIRE Excerpt Reveal

New York Times bestselling author, Laura Kaye is revealing an excerpt from FIGHTING THE FIRE, the third stand-alone book in the adult contemporary military romance series, Warrior Fight Club, releasing April 23, 2019. See below for information on the book and series, pre-order links, and the exclusive excerpt.

FIGHTING THE FIRE (Warrior Fight Club #3) by Laura Kaye

FIGHTING THE FIRE (Warrior Fight Club #3) by Laura Kaye

About the Book
Title:
FIGHTING THE FIRE
Series: Warrior Fight Club #3
Author: Laura Kaye
Release Date: April 23, 2019
Genre: Adult Contemporary Military Romance
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AUBarnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo

Synopsis
The more they fight, the more desire consumes them…

There’s only one thing firefighter Sean Riddick doesn’t like about Warrior Fight Club, and that’s Daniela England, the sexiest, snarkiest, most irritating woman he’s ever known. But MMA training keeps the Navy vet grounded, so Sean’s not about to give it up, no matter how many times he goes toe to toe with Dani—or how bad he wants to take her to the mats.

A former Army nurse and the widow of a fallen soldier, Dani is done with the military and with military men. Fight club is the only thing that eases her nightmares, which means she has to put up with Riddick. He might be sex on a stick, but he’s infuriating and everything she’s vowed to avoid.

But when an accident throws Sean and Dani together, all that fight bursts into a night of red-hot passion. Now they’re addicted to the heat and must decide if the one person they’ve most resisted might be exactly what they’ve both been looking for.

 ————————————————————————-

FIGHTING THE FIRE Teaser

 ————————————————————————-

Dear Readers,
I love enemies-to-lovers stories because they’re so much fun to write and absolutely delicious to read! And Sean Riddick and Dani England from my upcoming Fighting the Fire are absolutely incendiary together! They’re both bad asses in their own right—both veterans, both fighters, both stubborn as hell. And boy does the cover capture them so well—the intensity, the passion, the push and pull. Now check out this excerpt and let me know what you think!

 If you haven’t started my wounded Warrior Fight Club series yet, you can jump in anywhere because they’re all sexy standalone romances! 

 ————————————————————————-

Excerpt
“Bring it,” Sean said, giving her a wink.

Ignoring his head games, Dani got into position. Fists up, elbows close to her ribs, lead leg forward. In this drill, Sean as the kicker could only make offensive moves with his legs. While, as the puncher, she couldn’t use her legs at all. Which meant she had to get in close while defending against his strikes.

They circled. Feinted. Attacked.

Sean was strong as hell, but she was faster by a lot. Dani used that to her advantage. Blocking and dodging his kicks and then getting inside to attack his ribs and gut and kidneys in the spare seconds before he regained his footing.

Each punch she landed released a pressure valve somewhere deep in her brain. And that release was so fundamental that she barely felt the kicks that Sean landed. Not that she gave him much chance to get them in, because she kept him close, under pressure, and on the defense blocking her punches.

“Damn, girl,” he said, respect and wariness plain in his voice.

“You told me to bring it,” she said, looking for another in. He blocked a shot at his ribs and delivered a spinning side kick that landed on the side of her thigh.

“Someone has some aggression to work out today,” he said.

“Do you have to talk so much?” she asked, sweat curling down the side of her face as she attacked again. This time she drove forward, forcing him to retreat and not letting him get in a kick.

Sean blocked and covered and dodged until they were in a clinch, breathing hard and face to face with no room to punch or kick. And for no good reason, heat roared over Dani. Heat that almost incinerated her from the inside out. Maybe it was the bulk of his muscles or the slick slide of their sweat or his scent of clean soap from a recent shower that couldn’t quite remove the hint of fire from his skin and hair.

As if he sensed it, Sean’s dark eyes flashed hot and his jaw went tight. Breaking the rules, he grabbed her around the waist and pulled her in close, letting her feel his erection for one spare moment before taking her to the mats in a controlled move that showed just how freaking strong he was. She expected to get the wind knocked out of her, but he’d more laid her out than knocked her down.

A whistle blew. “Switch up,” Colby called. “And follow the damn rules, Riddick. We’re not doing ground work right now.”

Everyone laughed.

But Dani and Sean were caught in a staring contest with their faces mere inches apart.

She wanted him inside her so bad that she nearly gave voice to it.

Her brain went immediately to that night.

How they’d circled each other throughout that whole damn party. How Sean had walked her to her car, parked right in front of his, which she’d begrudgingly thought sweet despite her insistence she didn’t need a damn chaperone. How they’d started bantering about something she couldn’t even remember now—because all she could remember was how desperately aroused she’d felt. How she’d teasingly punched him and he’d caught her arm and hauled her in against him. How the shock of his erection against her hip had made her look up at him. And how he’d claimed her mouth and she’d let him.

Oh, hell yeah, she’d let him do that and so much more…

And she wanted it again.

It was that thought that finally made her brain come back online. “Get. Off.”

His brow arched. Just the tiniest bit. “You can take your aggression out on me anytime.” He spoke in a rushed whisper, but the words impacted her like a body slam, pressing her back into the floor with some unseen force. Because she’d heard that tone in his voice before, when she’d straddled his lap on the big bench of his pick-up and finally taken him deep.

“Fucking hell, Dani. Take all of me.”

“Now,” Dani said, hoping he didn’t hear that her voice was affected, too.

In a move that seemed too lithe for someone his size, Sean hopped up then extended his hand to her.

Shook as she was, Dani accepted his help, then regretted it when he didn’t immediately release her hand but instead held her right in front of him—exactly like he had that night. “Just say the word.”

Dani swallowed hard. “Hold your breath waiting for it. Please.” She glared up at him, irritated with herself for letting him see inside her for that one unguarded moment when her body had reacted so viscerally to his. It was like that night had tuned their bodies into the same wavelength, and now they could communicate whether she wanted it or not.

Amusement and challenge slid into his gaze. “You’ll not only say it, Dani. You’ll beg me for it.”

 —————————————————————————-

Warrior Fight Club Series

Get Caught Up on the Series

Book 1: FIGHTING FOR EVERYTHING
Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AUBarnes & Noble | iTunes | Kobo

Book 2: FIGHTING FOR WHAT’S HIS
Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AUBarnes & Noble | iTunes | Kobo

 ————————————————————————-

Author Laura Kaye

Author Laura Kaye

About the Author
Laura is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of over thirty books in contemporary romance and romantic suspense, including the Hard Ink and Raven Riders series. Growing up, Laura’s large extended family believed in the supernatural, and family lore involving angels, ghosts, and evil-eye curses cemented in Laura a life-long fascination with storytelling and all things paranormal. She lives in Maryland with her husband, two daughters, and monster puppy, Schuyler, and appreciates her view of the Chesapeake Bay every day.

.

.

.

.

.

Where to Find Laura Kaye
Goodreads | Website | Newsletter | Facebook | Twitter

 

Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – EXTINCTION OF ALL CHILDREN (Extinction of All Children) by L.J. Epps

EXTINCTION OF ALL CHILDREN Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for EXTINCTION OF ALL CHILDREN, the first book in the young adult dystopian series, Extinction of All Children, by L.J. Epps. See below for information on the book and series, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

EXTINCTION OF ALL CHILDREN (Extinction of All Children #1) by L.J. Epps

EXTINCTION OF ALL CHILDREN (Extinction of All Children #1) by L.J. Epps

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title: EXTINCTION OF ALL CHILDREN
Series: Extinction of All Children #1
Author: L.J. Epps
Release Date: June 3, 2016
Genre:
 Young Adult Dystopian
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
A young adult, fantasy novel about a teenager who is the last eighteen-year-old in her territory. There will never be another child; every baby born after her has been taken away. Everyone wonders why she survived.

Emma Whisperer was born in 2080, in the small futuristic world of Craigluy. President Esther, in charge for the last twenty-two years, has divided their world into three territories, separated by classes—the rich, the working class, and the poor—because she believes the poor should not mingle with the others. And, the poor are no longer allowed to have children, since they do not have the means to take care of them.

Any babies born, accidentally or willfully, are killed. Emma is the last eighteen-year-old in her territory; every baby born after her has died. Somehow, she survived this fate.

During the president’s Monday night speech, she announces a party will be held to honor the last child in the territory, Emma Whisperer. Emma must read a speech, expressing how happy she is to be the last eighteen-year-old.

Emma doesn’t like the rules; she doesn’t believe in them. So, she feels she must rebel against them. Her family doesn’t agree with her rebellion, since they are hiding a big secret.

If this secret gets out, it will be disastrous, and deadly, for her family.

During Emma’s journey, she meets—and becomes friends with—Eric. He is one of the guards for the president. She also befriends Samuel, another guard for the president, who is summoned to watch over her. As Emma meets new people, she doesn’t know who she can trust. Yet, she finds herself falling for a guy, something which has never happened before.

After doing what she feels is right, Emma finds herself in imminent danger.

In the end, she must make one gut-wrenching decision, a decision that may be disastrous for them all.

“Fans of dystopian fantasy will devour this book. L. J. Epps writes a story that, while dealing with heavy subject matter, is still a light, enjoyable read. This dystopian fantasy novel ignites the imagination, and is a must read for fans of The Hunger Games and the Divergent Trilogy.”
—Kristina Gemmell, Beta Reader

 —————————————————————————-

Excerpt #1
I take in a deep breath before walking into my family’s house. Our brick home is around a thousand square feet. My father says since it is on the smaller side, it takes a lot less money to heat and cool. The back of the house is like a forest, and the front of the house is on a dirt road with lots of gravel. As soon as I reach the front door, I notice the stench of beans lingering in the air, making the room smell as if a skunk has run through it.

“You’re late,” my brother, Theodore, says. “You know dinner is at six.”

He shoves my arm. He has on dark clothing that mirrors my own.

“Whatever,” I say, rolling my eyes. Another stupid rule. “It’s almost eight.” I glance at the brown clock on the wall. “Shouldn’t you be done?”

“We had to stop what we were doing and watch the box,” he says, then he gulps down a bottle of water.

His Adam’s apple moves in and out, while the bottle crinkles in his hand.

“Yes, the announcements came early.” My father rises from the dining room table. “I’m sure you heard them.”

He walks to the living room where I am.

“I did.” I lower my eyes.

“Where were you?” Mother asks. “We were worried.”

“I know, and I’m sorry, but I’m fine. I watched the announcements from the supply store.”

I know they worry about me, but I also know they won’t ask how I ended up at the supply store, or ask why my jeans are dirty. There is a more pressing question they want to ask.

“Did you see her?” my mother asks.

“Yes,” I reply.

Now that is what they really care about.

“How was she?”

“I guess as good as she can be.” I shrug.

“What does that mean?” my mother asks with a frown. “You’re not giving me any details.”

I sigh. It was the same questions every time I go to the wooded area. Another sigh follows because my heart saddens, seeing how old my mother looks. She is only in her fifties, but I can see the gray strands in her dark hair instantly becoming grayer every time we discuss this. Even when I bring back food, my mother is too tense to eat. Day by day she is growing thinner.

“Emma, answer your mother,” my father says, looking at me with slanted eyes.

“If you want to know how she is, why don’t you go and see her yourself?” I snap back. I’m tired of the theatrics. But it was a stupid question. I know why they can’t go. They aren’t strong enough or fast enough.

“You know your mother moves too slowly. She would never make it there,” my father says, echoing the very words in my head.

 —————————————————————————-

Read the Rest of the Series

Book 2: JOURNEY TO TERRITORY M
Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Book 3:JOURNEY TO TERRITORY U
Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

 —————————————————————————-

About the Author
L.J. Epps is a lover of all things related to books: fiction and nonfiction novels, as well as biographies and autobiographies. She has also been known to sit and read comic books from cover to cover, several times over.

Over the last few years, L.J. has written several manuscripts; her mission is to publish all of them. She enjoys writing fiction in several genres, including contemporary romance and women’s fiction, as well as young adult dystopian, science fiction and fantasy. She loves to write because it immerses her into another world that is not her own.

Where to Find L.J. Epps
Goodreads | Website | Facebook | Twitter

 —————————————————————————-

Giveaway
a Rafflecopter giveaway

 

Blog Tour – Excerpt – MINE TO PROTECT by Kennedy L. Mitchell

MINE TO PROTECT Release Day

Welcome to the blog tour for MINE TO PROTECT, a stand-alone adult romantic suspense, by Kennedy L. Mitchell. See below for information on the book, buy links, and an exclusive excerpt.

MINE TO PROTECT by Kennedy L. Mitchell

MINE TO PROTECT by Kennedy L. Mitchell

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title: MINE TO PROTECT
Author: Kennedy L. Mitchell
Release Date: April 8, 2019
Genre: Adult Romantic Suspense
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
Recruited to the FBI Cas Mathews has one focus – catch the killer. That’s until officer Alta Johnson shoves her way on to the team, making him fantasize about the delicious curves she hides beneath her park ranger uniform. Alta’s natural beauty catches his immediate attention, but the strength behind her fierce gaze is what holds him captive – demanding he learns more about her.

As the team grows close, the serial killer shifts focus putting them all in danger. Cas should walk away before their sizzling attraction distracts him and gets them both killed. But as the threat pushes Cas and Alta closer, the temptation turns too hot for either to resist.

With their focus diverted the threat zeroes in, catching everyone off guard. Figuring out the players in the killer’s cat and mouse game is key to Alta’s survival. Cas swore he would protect her but with the clues carefully hidden, can he figure it out before Alta disappears for good?

Mine to Protect is a standalone, romantic thriller novel based in the beautiful mountains of the Rocky Mountain National Park.

 

 —————————————————————————-

MINE TO PROTECT Teaser

 —————————————————————————-

Excerpt
“Stay away from me, Lady.”

Her eyes met mine, daring her to push back. “What? I didn’t mean—”

“I’m not the man you think I am. I’m an asshole with more control issues than they can diagnose. I’m not a nice guy.”

“But I’m safe,” she whispered in a voice so fragile, it chipped at my resolve to stay away for her sake.

Fuck, that weak voice cracked every restraint I had. All she wanted to be was safe, and that was the one thing I could offer. “No one—I repeat, no one will touch you while I’m here. That is a fact you shouldn’t question.”

Her tight shoulders dropped, her lips parted in a relieved sigh. There was trust there, trust I hadn’t earned yet, but still she gave it—to me, a nobody.

Fuck it.

Narrowing my eyes, I crouched directly in front of her, inching closer until her back pressed against the brick hearth. Inches from her nose, I inhaled each of her shaky breaths, savoring the heated fear that pulsed off her as her eyes darkened with lust. She needed to be scared of me, to run in the opposite direction.

Still I dared another inch closer, hoping she’d push me off, praying she wouldn’t.

I slid a hand around the hot skin of her delicate neck.

“I don’t know how to be gentle, Lady,” I growled.

Her breath hitched at the minuscule squeeze of my fingers around her throat.

“What if I don’t want gentle?” she breathed.

“What do you want?”

Light brown brows pulled together in thought, but her hazel eyes stayed locked with mine. “You.”

 —————————————————————————-

MINE TO PROTECT Teaser

 —————————————————————————-

Author Kennedy L. Mitchell

Author Kennedy L. Mitchell

About the Author
Kennedy lives in Dallas with her husband, son, and 80lb Goldendoodle who still believes he’s a lap dog. A bookworm at heart, Kennedy loves to snuggle up in bed or by the campfire with an unputdownable book. She began writing two years ago with Falling for the Chance and has no plans of stopping. Her novels are witty, action-packed, and offer enough steam for a great facial. If you like strong heroines and sexy, tattooed men who can’t keep their hands off them, then this author is the one for you.

 

Where to Find Kennedy L. Mitchell
Goodreads | Website | Newsletter | Facebook | Twitter | Instagram | Pinterest | Amazon | BookBub

 —————————————————————————-

MINE TO PROTECT Live on KU

 

Excerpt Reveal – BREAKING WITHOUT YOU (Fractured Connections) by Carrie Ann Ryan

BREAKING WITHOUT YOU Teaser Reveal

New York Times and USA Today bestselling author, Carrie Ann Ryan is revealing an excerpt from BREAKING WITHOUT YOU, the first book in her latest adult contemporary romance series, Fractured Connections, releasing April 16, 2019. See below for information the book, pre-order links, and the exclusive excerpt.

BREAKING WITHOUT YOU (Fractured Connections #1) by Carrie Ann Ryan

BREAKING WITHOUT YOU (Fractured Connections #1) by Carrie Ann Ryan

About the Book
Title: BREAKING WITHOUT YOU
Series: Fractured Connections #1
Author: Carrie Ann Ryan
Release Date: April 16, 2019
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance
Links: GoodreadsAmazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Amazon DEBarnes & Noble | iBooksKobo

Synopsis
From NYT bestselling author Carrie Ann Ryan, comes a brand new series where second chances don’t come often, and overcoming an unexpected loss means breaking everything you knew.

I fell for Cameron Connolly at the wrong time. And when he left, I thought my life was over. But then, after the worst happened, I truly understood what that phrase meant. Now, he’s not ready for a second chance, and I’m not offering one. Though given that our families have been forced together after losing one of our own, I know there’s no turning back. Not this time. Not again. Not when it comes to Cameron.

~~

I never wanted to hurt Violet Knight, but there were reasons I had to leave all those years ago—not that she’d believe me if I told her what they were. I not only left her, I also left my foster brothers. Honestly, I didn’t want to come back to Denver to help run my father’s failing brewery. But when it comes to my brothers, I know I’ll find a way to make it work. Perhaps I’ll even earn Violet’s forgiveness and face the connection we both thought long forgotten in the process. Because I wanted her then, but now I know I need her. I just hope she needs me..

 —————————————————————————-

BREAKING WITHOUT YOU Teaser

 —————————————————————————-

Excerpt
Chapter 1
Sometimes people just don’t get it.
– Allison in a text to Violet

Violet

It didn’t seem right that the sun was shining, and that birds were chirping in the air. It didn’t seem appropriate that the sky was free of clouds, or that the world seemed to scream of beauty and peace.

I didn’t find it fitting at all.

Because I was outside this afternoon instead of working or being with my family. I was watching strangers lower my best friend into the ground.

My best friend wasn’t supposed to be dead. We weren’t even thirty yet. No, I wasn’t even thirty yet. She would never reach it.

I watched as they lowered the casket inch by inch—ashes to ashes, dust to dust, as the saying goes. I watched it all and didn’t shed a tear. I’d done my crying. I had lost so many tears, so much of myself with each crying jag and hiccupping sob.

I couldn’t cry just then.

I was surrounded by my family, my friends, Allison’s family, and everyone who had known my best friend throughout her life.

She had been such a joy, such a bright spot in this sometimes-dark world. She’d made me laugh, made me smile. And she had done so for countless others, as well. She was the happiness we all craved.

But all of it was a lie.

I knew that now. I’d discovered that the Allison I thought I knew hadn’t been the Allison she’d hidden deep inside.

That shamed me. It made me want to leave, made me want to throw myself to the ground and curl up into a ball. It made me want to switch between pitching a fit and just weeping and praying that something could be changed.

It made me angry, it made me sad, but mostly…mostly, I just felt ashamed.

Because Allison was lying in that casket, wearing a blue dress that made her pretty blue eyes stand out.

No, that wasn’t right either. Because Allison’s pretty blue eyes were closed, and they wouldn’t be looking at anything anymore. No more searching for the next best thing, no more looking for anything.

Allison’s parents had decided not to do organ donation, even though I knew that Allison had wanted to do it. She hadn’t put it on her driver’s license, though, and since we were not old enough in our minds to finish our wills, there hadn’t been instructions for burying my best friend.

I was going to make a will as soon as I could. Because I did not want my friends mourning for me while wondering what I had wanted, and then watching it slip through their fingers when they realized that my parents were the ones in control.

Allison hadn’t been married, hadn’t had a power of attorney.

When she died, her parents had been the ones to make all the decisions, and that should have been fine. But I knew Allison—at least I thought I had. And so had my sister, Sienna, and our other best friend, Harmony.

The three of us thought we knew what Allison would have wanted.

We figured she would have wanted to be cremated, her ashes scattered to the wind in the different places that we had known and loved together. That was something I wanted, as well. I vividly remembered my conversation with Allison about it one night when we all got a little too drunk and started talking about death. It was something that a lot of people talked about, at least that’s what I thought. It was part of everyone’s future—the end, the idea that you wouldn’t be around to make your own plans unless you wrote them down ahead of time.

But I didn’t think that any of us had written them down. Well…maybe Harmony. Harmony had been through her own heartbreak. She probably had a full list of what she wanted when her end came.

But now, I was going to make sure that I had my list. Because Allison had not been cremated. Her organs had not been donated.  She was going into a hole in the earth, and her parents had every right to make that decision.

I wasn’t going to hold onto any bitterness when it came to that. I had enough for everything else that had happened. I didn’t want to hold onto that and only remember watching my best friend being lowered into the ground and the darkness that came with that.

Hell, I didn’t want to remember any of this at all.

But it wasn’t like I had a choice. This day would be in my memory until the day I died. Until somebody tossed my ashes to the wind.

I closed my eyes and held back a groan. No, Violet, it will be before that, won’t it? Before ashes and dust. I honestly wasn’t really thinking clearly.

I almost jumped when Sienna reached out and squeezed my hand. My little sister—not quite so little since we were both nearly thirty—leaned into me, resting her head on my shoulder.

We were almost the same height, but I was wearing taller heels, and that meant she could easily place her head on my shoulder. I wanted to turn around and just pull her into my arms, tell her that everything would be okay. And knowing Sienna, she wished she could do the same for me.

I tore my gaze away from the hole in the ground where Allison lay and would forever stay until she was no more, dust to dust and all of that. When I turned, my gaze met Harmony’s where she stood stoically on the other side of Sienna.

Harmony had her dark red hair pulled back into a bun, and I didn’t really understand why she had done that. She usually wore it down. All of us generally had our hair in long waves or straightened. The four of us had decided to see who could grow their hair the longest and the fastest. Harmony had won, but for some reason, her hair was back today.

Then I remembered.

It was how she had worn her hair at her husband’s funeral.

She hadn’t wanted to look the same as she had every day when she had known and loved her husband. She’d wanted to appear different than when he had seen her, the times when he had played with her hair with his fingers.

So, she had worn it back.

It seemed we each had a special way to wear our hair, our makeup, and ourselves for funerals.

I wasn’t even thirty yet, but I had been to enough funerals for a lifetime.

I didn’t want to go to any more.

I didn’t want to be here at Allison’s. She shouldn’t be dead. She had been alive and healthy and whole just a few days ago. But now I knew that maybe she hadn’t been. Perhaps she hadn’t been healthy or whole at all.

Maybe that’s why she’d ended her life at the age of twenty-seven. Just a year younger than me.

The four of us had been friends since high school, Sienna and I being close for far longer since we were sisters. We were all in the same two grades and became fast friends. We had even gone to the same college, and all stayed in Denver to retain our friendship.

I knew that not everybody had that ability. With the way everybody kept moving for their careers and the way the world seemed to become a smaller place, most people didn’t have their childhood friends in their lives. But I was lucky. I had been able to keep my three best friends by my side throughout my pain—and theirs. We had grown together, lived together.

But now, there was only three.

We had lost our fourth.

And I didn’t know what the next step was.

Whispers brought me out of my thoughts, and I tried not to feel selfish. I was so busy worrying about myself and how I was going to feel that I couldn’t really think about the world without Allison in it.

Every single person around me had been connected to her.

My brother, Mace, was here, standing right behind me with his fiancée, Adrienne, at his side. He hadn’t brought their little girl Daisy with them, as they hadn’t known how she would react at a funeral, being so young. I understood that, though Daisy had known Allison.

I had been in the room when Mace explained to his daughter that Allison wouldn’t be able to come back for another tea party. That she wasn’t going to attend another Thanksgiving like she had the past couple of years.

I didn’t cry as I remembered these things, although my eyes did burn.

Why couldn’t I cry? I should be crying.

Sienna was crying. Harmony was crying. Adrienne was crying.

My mom was sniffling on Mace’s other side, my dad putting his arm around her shoulders as he held her close. I had witnessed that as I turned to look before, but I knew he would still be there, comforting her.

My parents were sweet, amazing, and they had loved Allison like their own daughter.

And now, Allison wouldn’t be coming home.

She wouldn’t be doing anything.

Allison’s parents stood on the other side of the casket, crying into their handkerchiefs. They were poised, prim, and a little separate from the rest of the world. They had been that way long before they heard that their daughter wasn’t going to wake up again.  I remembered going over to spend the night at Allison’s house when we were in high school. Her parents were nice but very reserved. Though that didn’t mean they were bad parents. They were wonderful, and Allison had loved them. I just didn’t think they had known their daughter as well as maybe my parents knew me.

But, then again, I hadn’t known Allison the way I probably should have either.

Maybe I would have seen it if I had. Maybe I would have been able to stop it. Or, maybe, I was being selfish again and just needed to stop and breathe.

Others began talking, and I knew we would soon be moving from the cemetery to the wake at Allison’s parent’s home. They had a large house that could hold everybody so we could eat, drink, and maybe laugh at some memories.

I didn’t know if I could do any of that, though.

I had only been to one funeral before—Harmony’s husband, Moyer.

I didn’t even know if I remembered that as clearly as I should. And I never asked Harmony if she did. I always felt like I shouldn’t. There were some things you just didn’t talk about until the time was right. I just didn’t know when that time would be.

My gaze traveled over the rest of the mourners, and then I sucked in a breath.

I should have known they would be here.

Of course, they would be here.

The Connolly brothers had known Allison almost as well as the Knight siblings and Harmony did. Even if they hadn’t been in our lives for a few years, the Connolly brothers had been part of our crew when we were in college and were very much part of Allison’s life back in high school.

I let out a shaky breath, willing the guys not to look up and meet my eyes. I knew I shouldn’t study them, shouldn’t look at them. But I hadn’t seen them in so long, even though I knew they had moved back to Denver.

Everybody in our circle had known.

There was Brendon, the eldest, and the one in a neatly cut suit. I knew he grieved. He had been friends with Allison just like his brothers. But I didn’t really know him all that well. I didn’t know how he felt, but I was glad he was here just the same.

Because that meant Allison wasn’t alone.

None of us were.

Next to Brendon stood Aiden, his hair a little messy, grief clear on his face.

I finally felt a tear fall and quickly wiped it away as Sienna squeezed my hand, letting out a sob of her own.

Aiden and Allison had been the couple in high school and into college. They had eventually broken up, not because they hated each other, but because they hadn’t been right for each other. That was what Allison had always told me anyway, and I believed it. Aiden had moved on, maybe not to other women, but to other parts of his life. I knew he had gone to culinary school and was a chef somewhere now, but I hadn’t really heard much about him since he and Allison broke up.

But now he was here, watching the first love of his life fade away into the darkness.

Another boy was standing on his other side, an older teenager. He had the look of the Connollys, but I had never seen him before.

After the Connollys’ father had passed away, I hadn’t known there were more foster brothers added to the family. The other three had been adopted in high school, though Aiden and his twin, Cameron, were biological brothers, as well. Maybe the boy I didn’t recognize wasn’t a brother at all. Perhaps he was just a friend. And maybe it was none of my business since I had no idea what they were all up to these days.

My gaze traveled to the right of the young man, and my jaw tightened.

The final brother.

Cameron. That Cameron.

The one that had broken my heart and walked away as if he hadn’t known that he held it at all. He still looked as sexy as ever with his dark hair brushed back from his face and his beard just past scruff. Today, he wore a suit just like his brothers, but I had never known Cameron to live in one like Brendon did. Even Aiden wore suits more than Cameron.

Cameron was rough. Edgy. Dangerous.

He was a man that I hated, the first man I had ever loved, the first for a lot of things. And he was here. In my presence. I wasn’t going to be selfish and make this all about me, but I hated that he was here. I didn’t like that I had to see him today of all days.

But I would push that thought out of my head because today was not about me. It was all about Allison. Today was about my best friend.

I pulled my gaze away from the Connollys and focused on what came next. We made our way to the cars and then to Allison’s parents’ house. All the while, a drum beat behind my eyes started, telling me that a migraine was coming on. I quickly popped a pill and then chugged the water that Sienna handed over to me without asking. I knew that I would be incapacitated later, but maybe it was something I deserved.

I hadn’t had a migraine in over two weeks, but this one was coming for me soon. That much I knew. Though with everything that had happened, I was surprised that it hadn’t come on sooner.

It was going to hurt, but maybe I needed that pain.

We walked through the halls of the home that Allison had grown up in, the house we had all slept in a time or two. We had gotten ready for our junior prom here, although my sister had been in the grade below us and was only allowed to attend because she was going with a junior boy. Somehow, we had made it work so we could go to almost every dance together, even when we left Sienna behind in high school.

Today I walked through these halls again, looking at the photos of a young Allison on the walls.

My fingers traced the edge of one of the frames, and I let out a deep breath.

Everything was going to be okay. Because it had to be. Life would move on. It always did.

I just didn’t want it to move on without my best friend.

I walked to where the food was, where everybody was gathered and talking. It wasn’t that the whispers had gotten any louder, but maybe it was just that I was finally listening.

“I heard she took pills,” a voice said from far off in the distance.

“Yes, then drowned herself in the bathtub,” another voice said, equally as vicious but still almost sickly sweet.

“You know, I heard the police found no note. They don’t know how she did it. We don’t know exactly how she did it. And nobody knows why. Maybe her friends do.”

I ignored that last voice, or at least I tried to.

Then there was another.

“You know, it does seem out of the blue. But maybe if we keep looking, we’ll see what happened. I mean, no one just does this.”

I swallowed hard and then took a few steps away. My hands were shaking, and I tried not to listen to any more of the murmurs.

Of course, there would be speculation. Of course, there would be whispers. Allison was bright and cheery and far more energetic than any of them or us.

Gossip had run rampant when Harmony’s young husband died, but we had pulled through. We stood together as a team, the four of us, and made sure that Harmony knew that she was never alone.

And I was going to do the same thing now. So, I took a few steps towards Sienna and Harmony. The three of us grabbed hands, standing in a circle that was one shy of what it used to be. It was odd. I could actually feel the distance between us growing because there wasn’t that fourth person in the circle, clasping hands as we always had.

The actual physical representation of what we were now hit me a little too hard, and I blinked quickly. I had only shed that single tear, and I knew I couldn’t do any more.

Not with all the eyes watching me. Not with all the whispers.

Mace and Adrienne had gone home, not being able to stay for the wake because they still had to drive over an hour back to Daisy. My parents had gone as well, my father battling a cold. He would be fine, but I knew that the day had taken a lot out of him.

All of them would have stayed for me and Sienna and Harmony if we needed it.

But we had each other.

We had each other.

“They’re all talking about it,” Sienna murmured.

“Just ignore it. It’s always best just to ignore it.” Harmony’s voice was a little shaky, but she held her chin high.

“I hate it. I just want it to go away. I just want to go sit up in Allison’s old room and play a stupid board game like we used to.” I closed my eyes, the headache starting to push its way into my brain. I knew it would likely transform into something more soon, the lights getting a little too bright, the tastes in my mouth going bitter.

“We need to get you home soon,” Sienna said. “I can tell a migraine is coming on.”

“Yes, it’s going to suck. Let’s just stay for Allison’s parents for a little longer, see if there’s anything we can do for them. Then, I’ll go home and lick my wounds.”

“I love you guys,” Harmony said, bringing both Sienna and me in for a hug. So I leaned on my friend and held my sister close. This wasn’t right. It wasn’t supposed to be just the three of us. I mean, I knew that it would be eventually, but when we were older—far older when we were watching over our grandchildren, maybe even our great-grandchildren if things worked out.

We weren’t supposed to be doing this at such a young age.

It wasn’t fair.

But, as they say, life isn’t fair.

Death shouldn’t be either.

Allison’s mom called out for Harmony, and she squeezed my hand before walking off to join the other woman. One of the caterers needed help with something, and Sienna charged in to assist, not even bothering to see if anyone else would offer to help. That was my sister. Always there.

That was my friends, we were always there for each other. Even if not all of us were here anymore.

The headache was coming on strong, and my hands had started to shake. I knew I needed to leave soon. The others would understand if I left, even if I had been the one to say that I needed to stay. Because I knew that I wouldn’t be able to drive home soon if I didn’t go now. So, I went over to the coats, slid mine on, and ignored more of the whispers as people tried to catch my eye. They wanted to talk to the girl who had found Allison.

I knew that much. But I had talked to the police, I had discussed things with Allison’s parents. I had shared with my friends. I had talked to everybody about what I had seen, detailing it so much that I knew I could probably say the words by rote without even showing a single emotion.

Maybe that was for the best.

Because I didn’t want to feel anything.

Didn’t know if I really could.

So, as I turned away from the whispers and the knowing looks, I told myself that I needed to go home. Of course, just as I thought that, I slammed into a large chest.

A hard, familiar chest.

Of course.

“Violet,” Cameron whispered, his voice rough, that low, deep growl that I remembered vividly.

“I—” I couldn’t finish the sentence.

Because as soon as he wrapped his arms around me, the dam broke. Tears slid from my eyes, and I let out a low groan that I knew others might hear. Cameron surely did.

In response, he let out a low curse that vibrated through my body and held me close. And I broke.

The others might not be able to see me, but Cameron could. And, of all the people I could have broken in front of, of all the individuals that could have held me when I shattered into a thousand pieces, it just had to be him.

He was the one who was there for me when I fractured.

Of course, he was.

 —————————————————————————-

BREAKING WITHOUT YOU Teaser

 —————————————————————————-

Author Carrie Ann Ryan

Author Carrie Ann Ryan

About the Author
Carrie Ann Ryan is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of contemporary and paranormal romance. Her works include the Montgomery Ink, Redwood Pack, Talon Pack, and Gallagher Brothers series, which have sold over 2.0 million books worldwide. She started writing while in graduate school for her advanced degree in chemistry and hasn’t stopped since. Carrie Ann has written over fifty novels and novellas with more in the works. When she’s not writing about bearded tattooed men or alpha wolves that need to find their mates, she’s reading as much as she can and exploring the world of baking and gourmet cooking.

.

.

Where to Find Carrie Ann Ryan
Goodreads | Website | NewsletterFacebook | Twitter | Instagram | Pinterest | Tumblr

 

 

Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – THREE STAR ISLAND by Kat Caulberg

THREE STAR ISLAND Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for THREE STAR ISLAND, a stand-alone adult historical time-traveling romance, by Kat Caulberg. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

THREE STAR ISLAND by Kat Caulberg

THREE STAR ISLAND by Kat Caulberg

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title: THREE STAR ISLAND
Author: Kat Caulberg
Publisher: Soul Mate Publishing
Release Date: April 10, 2019
Genre:
 Adult Historical Time-Traveling Romance
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
Stepping through a time portal into 1716, historian Penny Saunders didn’t expect to get stranded in the past. Five years later, now a pariah to the townsfolk of Three Star Island, she endures solitude and ridicule until a hurricane tosses a dangerous castaway onto her shores.

William Payne’s history precedes him. Pirate, outlaw, and ruthless captain, he’s a monster among men. . . or so it seems. Desperately seeking redemption for his blood-soaked past, he upends Penny’s world by showing her a passion she’s never experienced.

But time is closing in on them; the governor of the Carolinas has rescinded his pirates’ pardon, the locals are growing suspicious of Penny’s new houseguest, and she can’t keep her secrets from William forever. When everything falls apart, she must use both wits and weapons against lawmen and pirates alike to save the one man who would tear down the world for her.

 

 

 —————————————————————————-

Excerpt
Penelope stood in the crater the time portal had sliced into the tree line. Sheared-off branches sprouted new growth overhead, and grass choked the scorched ground, concealing most of the sand that had been fused into glass globules by the rift. Frowning, she dislodged one of the spheres with the tip of her shoe and kicked it into the dunes. This gate hadn’t opened in months.

Two days prior, a hurricane had ravaged Three Star. Alone on the southern tip of the island, Penny had ridden out the storm in her farmhouse while gales ripped up centuries-old live oaks by their roots and tossed debris through the walls of her outbuildings. She’d seen a time gate’s flicker in the immediate aftermath half a mile from where she now stood on the beach, but there had been no reason to dash out into the dwindling rain in hopes of reaching it before it shut.

None of them would let her go home again.

Grasping her skirts in one hand, she made her way through the oat grass to ascertain what the storm had offered her in compensation. The summer of 1721 had been a blistering one, providing scarcely any rain to offset the heat. With few thunderstorms of much note, ships in the area had enjoyed a season of calm, returning to port with full holds and happy sailors, and Penny’s larder suffered for it. Without wreckage to pick through, she’d survived on meager rations from her garden and the bones of a sloop that ran aground on the shoals to the south.

Yesterday threw one more long, hard bout of rain at the island, keeping her inside until dusk. Now, with the sun a few hours into the sky, she hurried to collect her share of the shattered remains of dead men’s fortunes. This time, she was determined it wouldn’t bother her. She tucked a short strand of hair behind her ear, knuckled her glasses higher, and proceeded to the shore.

The sea mirrored the heavens, flat and tranquil. Whitecaps lapped the sand, pulling back to reveal a stripe of broken shells stretching as far as she could see. Currents funneled past the rock barrier jutting out into the water, and a smattering of planks and splintered crates gathered on the sand bars the rising tide would soon submerge.

Penny stooped to dip her fingers into a mountain of sea foam. Lacework-white and delicate, it dissolved at her touch. A flicker of movement caught her eye. Slanting toward the beach on a downdraft, a laughing gull shrieked its peculiar, broken cry and swooped over a figure lying in the surf.

Her stomach dropped. The waves had disgorged a body.

Straightening, she fidgeted with her apron strings. The tide was rising. Soon, the ocean would reclaim the life it had taken, leaving no trace of the drowned man behind. Here, he was alone and unknown. Somewhere else, however, he would be an empty seat at a hearth, a bed half-filled, a promise unkept. Like her, he could never go home again.

Penelope sighed. Unable to bury him, she could at least bear witness to his return to the sea. Keeping close to the water, she trudged toward him.

She stopped when his arm moved. It was a tiny motion she could’ve mistaken for a trick of the wind, his sleeve toyed with by the breeze, yet when his fist clenched the sand, she was certain.

He was alive.

“Son of a . . .”

 —————————————————————————-

Author Kat Caulberg

Author Kat Caulberg

About the Author
For as long as she can remember, Kat Caulberg has been obsessed with history and the paranormal. Somewhat to the dismay of her parents, her interests led her into both museums and graveyards as a child, a trend which has continued into her adulthood. This has influenced her reading tastes and her writing, whether it be a good ghost story, thrilling tales of time-travel, or devouring endless volumes of ancient warfare.

She signed a contract with Soul Mate Publishing in 2018 for her first novel, Three Star Island, a time-travel story set in 1721. She enjoys writing strong, quirky heroines, and has a weakness for cheeky heroes who have as much compassion as they have flaws.

Kat currently lives in North Carolina with her Englishman and a few cats.

 

 

Where to Find Kat Caulberg
Goodreads | Website | Facebook | Twitter

 —————————————————————————-

Giveaway
a Rafflecopter giveaway

 

Cover Reveal + Giveaway – NO STONE UNTURNED (The Stone Series) by Ariana Rose

NO STONE UNTURNED Cover Reveal

Author Ariana Rose is unveiling the cover to NO STONE UNTURNED, the second book in her adult contemporary romance series, Stone, releasing May 7, 2019. See below for the cover, information on the book and series, a link to add it to your Goodreads TBR, and details on her giveaway.

NO STONE UNTURNED (The Stone Series #2) by Ariana Rose

NO STONE UNTURNED (The Stone Series #2) by Ariana Rose

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title: TURN TO STONE
Series: The Stone Series #1
Author:
Ariana Rose
Release Date:
 August 28, 2018
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance
Link: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
The enemies of my past are everywhere. My demons are trying to take over me but for the first time in my life, I have something worth fighting for.

I let her go once, but I’ll be damned if it ever happens again. I begged her to have faith, now she’s finally ready to take a leap with me. I will be here to catch her with open arms.

This is our time. This is our life. This is our love.

I will leave NO STONE UNTURNED to keep her safe from harm.

She is MINE. Now and forever.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 —————————————————————————-

NO STONE UNTURNED (The Stone Series #2) by Ariana Rose (Full Cover)

NO STONE UNTURNED (The Stone Series #2) by Ariana Rose (Full Cover)

 —————————————————————————-

Excerpt
Alexandra slides the balcony door open. The cool night air drifts in and blows the curtains in a ripple. She steps out, grabs the rails, and turns her head skyward. Her green dress and the hair down her back float like the curtains. I follow Alexandra’s footprints in my rug out into the night…and her.

I slide my hands over her shoulders and slowly down her arms. “Would you tell me what you’re thinking? Are you regretting coming up here?”

Her head lowers. “No. Not even a little.”

I know she has more to say, so I let the noise of the city fill the silence between us until she continues. “I had a dream once I never told you about. I had a conversation with Lainey. It was in a place just like this.”

That admission hits my heart in an unexpected way. “You did?”

“Julian, when we were in Savannah, it was not the time to talk about her or ask questions unless you did. I know some of the loss you feel. I watched my dad. I felt things myself. The things that were most important to me then, and still are now, are that you are ready and that you know I would never, and will never, try to take her place. I want you to feel like you can share her with me. Knowing her will only allow me to know you better.

“I’ve thought that for a long time. So, much like I talked to my mother at the Falls, I talked to her in my alone time in Savannah. Being here, now, closes that chapter for me. I knew I would know if it wasn’t right the minute I stepped in here. My anxiety is gone.” She turns her head so her chin touches her right shoulder. “I can breathe.”

God she’s stunning. Inside and out.

 —————————————————————————-

NO STONE UNTURNED Teaser

 —————————————————————————-

Get Caught Up on the Series

Book 1: TURN TO STONE
Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

 —————————————————————————-

NO STONE UNTURNED Teaser

 —————————————————————————-

Author Ariana Rose

Author Ariana Rose

About the Author
Ariana, a full time working mother of two children and one fur baby from Minnesota, took charge of her dream and published her first novel in 2017. As a figure skater, lover of sports, television, all things 80s, and music, she is an eclectic soul with a zest for travel and history. She is a firm believer in following your heart and in knowing that without a doubt, passion is never a bad thing.

 

 

 

 

.Where to Find Ariana Rose
Goodreads | Website | Facebook | Twitter | Instagram | Amazon | BookBub

 —————————————————————————-

Giveaway
a Rafflecopter giveaway

 

Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – THE IRRESISTIBLE SPARK (Applebottom Matchmaker Society) by Abby Tyler

THE IRRESISTIBLE SPARK Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for THE IRRESISTIBLE SPARK, the latest release in the adult contemporary small town romance series, Applebottom Matchmaker Society, by Abby Tyler. See below for information on the book and series, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

THE IRRESISTIBLE SPARK (Applebottom Matchmaker Society) by Abby Tyler

THE IRRESISTIBLE SPARK (Applebottom Matchmaker Society) by Abby Tyler

About the Book
Title: THE IRRESISTIBLE SPARK
Series: Applebottom Matchmaker Society
Author: Abby Tyler
Release Date: April 7, 2019
Genre: Adult Contemporary Small Town Romance
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo | GooglePlay

Synopsis
She started the blaze. The firefighter fanned the flame.

Abby Tyler welcomes you to the witty, well-meaning busybodies of Applebottom, Missouri, where the community takes its pies — and its matchmaking — very seriously.

Lorelei Spencer is over that loser who wasted the last few years of her life, and she’s going to prove it.

After she’s had enough mourning and midnight rage-crying, Lorelei dumps all the clothes, stuffed animals, notes, and mementos from the relationship on her front lawn. Then, she sets the pile ablaze.

It feels great.

Until it catches the grass on fire, too.

Volunteer firefighter Micah Livingston arrives on the scene and handily douses the blaze. But the fire he puts out sparks a new one in his heart when he realizes this feisty woman with a zeal for life might be exactly what he’s been looking for.

 —————————————————————————

Excerpt #2
A couple of the sodden pages had hearts all over them. Micah caught sight of the words love, forever, and sweetheart. He was starting to get a picture of what happened here. A relationship had ended, and Lorelei wanted to set fire to all the evidence.

The small crowd that had gathered scooted in closer, also curious about what had started the whole thing.

Micah cleared his throat. “We have this under control. Everybody can go on back now. We’ll get it cleaned up.”

Lorelei sank to her knees in the mud, gathering up any of the pages that were still legible. Micah turned to Fred. “I’m gonna stay here and help her get this picked up,” he said. “You can take the truck on back. We’re good.”

Fred looked between the two of them for a moment and gave him an exaggerated wink. “I’ll have the boys clear everybody out,” he said.

Lorelei looked ridiculously cute, a smudge on her nose, the papers clutched in her arms.

He shifted a little closer. “We can take this directly out to the dump, if you’re worried the neighbors might get nosy in the trash bin.”

Her eyes teared over. Micah wondered if this was a pretty recent breakup. That would explain all the crazy emotions and acting without thought.

Micah totally understood.

 —————————————————————————

THE IRRESISTIBLE SPARK Teaser

 —————————————————————————

Get Caught Up on the Series

Book 1: THE SWEETEST MATCH
Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo | GooglePlay

Book 2: THE PERFECT DISASTER
Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo | GooglePlay

 —————————————————————————

Author Abby Tyler

Author Abby Tyler

About The Author
Abby Tyler loves puppy dogs, pie, and small towns (she grew up in one!) Her Applebottom Matchmaker Society books combine the sweet and wholesome style of romance she loves with the funny, sometimes a-little-too-truthful characters she remembers from growing up in a place where everyone knew everybody’s business.

 

 

.

Where to Find Abby Tyler
Goodreads | Website | NewsletterFacebook | Twitter | InstagramAmazon | BookBub

 —————————————————————————

Giveaway
a Rafflecopter giveaway

 

Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – THE HONEYMOONER (Paradise Bay) by Melanie Summers

THE HONEYMOONER Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for THE HONEYMOONER, the first book in the adult contemporary romantic comedy series, Paradise, by Melanie Summers. 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!

THE HONEYMOONER (Paradise Bay #1) by Melanie Summers

THE HONEYMOONER (Paradise Bay #1) by Melanie Summers

About the Book – $0.99 for a Limited Time
Title: THE HONEYMOONER
Series: Paradise Bay #1
Author: Melanie Summers
Release Date: August 7, 2018
Genre:
 Adult Contemporary Romantic Comedy
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
ABSOLUTELY LOVED IT!   The Honeymooner is a must read…I didn’t want this book to end. Get it today and start laughing. ~ Jilleen, SeasideBooknook.com

A must read! More than 5 stars! Melanie Summers could write a menu and I’d read it… I love her stories, they are all heart and soul. All I can say is I want to move to Paradise Bay! ~Lori Zenobia, Goodreads Reviewer

From bestselling author Melanie Summers comes the wickedly funny, ridiculously romantic spinoff of her highly-acclaimed Crown Jewels Series…

Twenty-eight-year-old workaholic Libby Dewitt lives by the motto ‘if you fail to plan, you plan to fail.’ She’s finally about to start her dream life with her steady-as-a-rock fiancé, Richard Tomy. Together, they’re the perfect power couple—right down to the fact that he’s agreed to use their honeymoon to help further her career in mergers and acquisitions. But ten minutes before the wedding, her dreams dissolve via text message.

Devastated and humiliated, Libby escapes to Paradise Bay alone. She’s got two goals for her trip: to devise a plan to get Richard back and to convince resort owner Harrison Banks to sell his property to her company. Unfortunately, when she arrives, she discovers that tall, dark, and built, Harrison is not about to make anything easy for her.

Instead, he derails her plans while at the same time, bringing out a side of Libby she’s kept carefully tucked away—a carefree, adrenaline junkie. After a few days together, Harrison’s got her wondering if the life she always wanted was meant for some other girl. Suddenly, Libby must decide which version of herself she wants to be.

Will she go back to her comfortable, safe life, or risk everything to be with the only man who’s ever made her feel truly alive?

 —————————————————————————-

Excerpt #3
“So? Are you glad you tried it?” I ask, looking her right in the eyes.

Her gaze meets mine and there is enough heat to bring the entire sea to a low boil. Swallowing hard, she says, “Yes. Thank you for taking me.”

“You’re welcome. That was fun.” Do not kiss her. Do not kiss her, Harrison. That would be a very bad idea. No matter how full those lips are or how she’s looking at you.

Licking her lips, she says, “I’m almost sorry it’s over.”

Me too. I brush some wet hair from her cheek and tuck it behind her ear, letting the back of my hand graze her skin. She closes her eyes and I start to lean in, lowering my face to hers.

Something shifts in an instant, and her eyes spring open with fear. In a very formal voice, she says, “Thank you again, Mr. Banks. I’ll have to make Richard try it sometime. He’ll love it.”

Oh, shit. I’m going to get crushed, aren’t I?

 —————————————————————————-

Author Melanie Summers

Author Melanie Summers

About the Author
Melanie Summers also writes steamy romance as MJ Summers.

Melanie made a name for herself with her debut novel, Break in Two, a contemporary romance that cracked the Top 10 Paid on Amazon in both the UK and Canada, and the top 50 Paid in the USA. Her highly acclaimed Full Hearts Series was picked up by both Piatkus Entice (a division of Hachette UK) and HarperCollins Canada. Her first three books have been translated into Czech and Slovak by EuroMedia. Since 2013, she has written and published three novellas, and eight novels (of which seven have been published). She has sold over a quarter of a million books around the globe.

In her previous life (i.e. before having children), Melanie got her Bachelor of Science from the University of Alberta, then went on to work in the soul-sucking customer service industry for a large cellular network provider that shall remain nameless (unless you write her personally – then she’ll dish). On her days off, she took courses and studied to become a Chartered Mediator. That designation landed her a job at the R.C.M.P. as the Alternative Dispute Resolution Coordinator for ‘K’ Division. Having had enough of mediating arguments between gun-toting police officers, she decided it was much safer to have children so she could continue her study of conflict in a weapon-free environment (and one which doesn’t require makeup and/or nylons).

Melanie resides in Edmonton with her husband, three young children, and their adorable but neurotic one-eyed dog. When she’s not writing novels, Melanie loves reading (obviously), snuggling up on the couch with her family for movie night (which would not be complete without lots of popcorn and milkshakes), and long walks in the woods near her house. She also spends a lot more time thinking about doing yoga than actually doing yoga, which is why most of her photos are taken ‘from above’. She also loves shutting down restaurants with her girlfriends. Well, not literally shutting them down, like calling the health inspector or something–more like just staying until they turn the lights off.

She is represented by Suzanne Brandreth of The Cooke Agency International.

Where to Find Melanie Summers
Goodreads | Website | Facebook | Twitter

 —————————————————————————-

Giveaway
a Rafflecopter giveaway

 

Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – NO PERFECT HERO by Nicole Snow

NO PERFECT HERO Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for NO PERFECT HERO, a stand-alone new adult contemporary romance, by Wall Street Journal bestselling author Nicole Snow. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

NO PERFECT HERO by Nicole Snow

NO PERFECT HERO by Nicole Snow

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title: NO PERFECT HERO
Author: Nicole Snow
Release Date: April 3, 2019
Genre: New Adult Contemporary Romance
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
Bossy. Heart of stone. Snarly mess next door. Send help before I’m prick-matized…

My next big mistake has a name. Warren Ford. Best kept secret in this weird little town. An alpha’s alpha. Spartan abs. Too blunt for everybody’s good. Moody, broody, mysterious, and totally up in my business.

I thought Heart’s Edge would be safe. No two timing exes. No pink slips. No hulking, loud, inked up – Oh. Right. Leave it to a badass to bring the drama piping hot. Then he goes and saves a cat who means the world to my little niece. Making me a mushy little puddle of wishes.

Wishing I didn’t know his savage kiss like my own reflection. Or how erasing tears must be his superpower. Wishing I’d never poked his scary past. Or heard him growl when he swears it’s not our future.

There’s no way this works. He’s no white knight. I’m no princess. I need to go. He says stay. Even our sheet-ripping nights can’t work miracles.

Only an answer as the danger closes in.

Is Warren my perfect slice of hero?

From Wall Street Journal bestselling author Nicole Snow – a twisted small town love story. See how far a damaged alpha goes to claim the feisty damsel in distress under his skin. Full length romance novel with a rollicking Happily Ever After.

 —————————————————————————

NO PERFECT HERO Teaser

 —————————————————————————

Excerpt
Haley

The worst part is, Warren isn’t even trying to deliver these torrid, ridiculous feels.

He’s just too intense. It radiates from him in this aura, this energy field of crackling lightning.

Stand too close, and he’ll catch you up in it and consume you.

As he stares down at me, something in his expression changes. Something tense, something hot, and then I can feel it in the charge pulsing through me, starting in my lips and centering lower. I feel it in every tiny hint of space vanishing between us as he leans closer.

Only for the sound of a stomping foot to cut us off as Tara shrieks from the open back door of our duplex.

“You leave her alone!” she shouts, rocketing out, all pint-sized fury, her little fists clenched and beating ineffectively against Warren’s thigh. “Don’t you hurt my auntie!”

That’s our cue to break apart, end whatever weird, layered thing keeps almost happening but doesn’t.

Warren holds both hands up, breathing shallowly, looking down at Tara with wide blue eyes. “Whoa. Hey. Hey, now. Slow down, kitten. I wasn’t hurting nobody.”

Tara glares at him, shoulders scrunched up, her face twisted in a mask of protective ferocity. I’d hug her if I wasn’t so shaken, trembling, pressing my hands over my face and trying to calm the racing of my heart.

“Liar!” she accuses. “She’s gonna cry.”

I shake my head quickly, dropping my hands and forcing a smile. “No tears here, Tara. I’m okay. Just a little startled. Warren surprised me, that’s all.”

Warren stares between us, hands still held up like he’s facing down the cops.

“For the record, munchkin…” He licks his lips, then says, “I wasn’t gonna hurt your aunt. I was gonna kiss her.”

What?! I’m physically rocked back by his words.

He slowly lowers his arms, and darts me an uncertain glance before looking back at Tara, offering a reassuring smile. “I just wanted to hold her because I wanted to kiss her.”

Instead of slowing down, my heart nearly does a full somersault. I stare at him, my mouth dry.

He’s joking, right? Just trying to calm Tara down and explain without frightening her?

But after that charged moment where our eyes locked, Warren leaning closer…

I’m not sure of anything.

And I’m not sure what I would’ve actually done, if that domineering, stubborn jackass had kissed me.

Tara frowns, tilting her head, her scowl easing as she looks at Warren, puzzled. “You…you like Auntie Hay?”

Warren grins, easy and warm. “Yeah.”

“Like…boy-girl like?” she whispers.

“Like boy-girl like.”

“Oh,” Tara says, before her face lights up and she blushes, giggling and covering her mouth. “Ohhh. Wow.”

Nope.

Oh, God.

I have to end this.

It’s bad enough that I’m sitting here, wondering how much hot blood can flow into my cheeks before I either pass out or burst into flames.

It keeps getting better.

Now my ten-year-old niece thinks the dick next door has a crush on me. Stifling my groan, I run my fingers through my hair, glancing back at the horizon and the beautiful sunset I’m missing, when I’d wanted to at least capture the general feel of the color palette on canvas.

“Go back inside so Warren and I can talk, kit,” I say, managing a smile for Tara. “I’ll be in soon to make dinner.”

Tara bites her lip, bouncing on her heels. I just know I’m going to have to field a thousand questions over dinner about whether I like Warren and if we’re going to kiss and be boyfriend-girlfriend.

No. No way. Abso-freaking-lutely not.

Damn that munchkin for even putting the thought in my head.

But she smiles too brightly to stay mad at, tumbles over, and tackles me with a quick hug, before pulling back and, with another little giggle, darting inside.

She’s humming under her breath. It’s thirty seconds before I recognize the tune. It’s Haley and Warren, sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G.

Meanwhile, Warren just stares, scratching at his neck like it’s the most natural thing in the world to have my kid niece thinking we’re a thing. And to have him standing here, as beast-like as ever, a storm in his eyes hinting at a conversation that might be the last thing on earth either of us need.

Somebody, please.

End me.

 —————————————————————————

NO PERFECT HERO Teaser

 —————————————————————————

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.

 

 

.

Where to Find Nicole Snow
Goodreads | Website | Facebook | Twitter | Amazon | BookBub

 —————————————————————————

Giveaway
a Rafflecopter giveaway

 

Blog Tour – Excerpt + Giveaway – MS BAKER (Eastern Shore) by Lea Coll

MS BAKER Blog Tour

Welcome to the blog tour for MS BAKER, the second book in the adult contemporary romance series, Eastern Shore, by Lea Coll.  See below for information on the book and series, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

MS BAKER (Eastern Shore #2) by Lea Coll

MS BAKER (Eastern Shore #2) by Lea Coll

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title: MS BAKER
Series: Easter Shore #2
Author: Lea Coll
Release Date: March 26, 2019
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance
Link: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
Ever since Jack protected Samantha from a high school bully, the two have been friends. But she wants more from the sexy firefighter. Too bad Jack has always seen her as the shy sweet girl, who can’t stand up for herself.

She can’t resist his boyish smile when he stops by the bakery for coffee. Or stop herself from bringing baked goods to the fire station.

It’s time to prove she’s all grown up and can take care of herself.

And show him, she’s done being friends.

 

 

 

 

 

.

 —————————————————————————-

MS BAKER Teaser

 —————————————————————————-

Excerpt #1
My eyes traveled around the room until I saw Jack leaning against the counter by the coffee machine in his department-issued navy-blue shirt, blue cargo pants, and boots. I flushed to find his eyes on mine. I couldn’t get the feel of his hands or lips out of my head. He made no move to grab a donut, so I walked over to him. “Not hungry this morning?” I asked.

“Oh, I’m always hungry,” he said, his eyes steady on mine as he took a sip of coffee.

After that dream, I couldn’t help but take that comment literally. “You should eat an apple cider donut before they’re gone,” I said, heart pounding. I turned to grab a plate to hide my flushed face, but Jack grabbed my hand pulling me back. “Don’t worry about it, I can get it myself,” he said.

The movement knocked me off balance and I fell back onto his hard chest. His arm came around my middle to steady me. “Whoa there,” he whispered into my ear, as his body curled around mine. “I said I could get it myself. You’ve been on your feet all morning. Why don’t you sit down and rest?”

I heard the guys joking around me, but couldn’t follow their conversation. The room seemed to melt away and all I could think about was turning in Jack’s arms and kissing him.

“Samantha?” Jack’s voice caressed my ear again.

“Yeah?” I asked, breathing in the smell of coffee, and leaning my head back a little to look up at him. His eyes crinkled in amusement and his lips tilted up into a smile.

“Are you going to sit down?”

His chest was warm on my back, and my hands instinctively gripped his bare forearms, which wrapped around my waist. I wanted to sink back into him even more, but I reluctantly moved out of his hold, immediately feeling the loss of warmth.

 —————————————————————————-

MS BAKER Teaser

 —————————————————————————-

Get Caught Up on the Series

Book 1: MS LAWYER
Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

 —————————————————————————-

MS BAKER Teaser

 —————————————————————————-

Author Lea Coll

Author Lea Coll

About the Author
Lea Coll worked for over ten years as a trial attorney in both civil and criminal law. She earned a J.D. from University of Baltimore School of Law where she was production editor on Law Review. Throughout the course of her legal career she wrote opinions for judges and various legal memoranda, briefs, and motions for a Fortune 500 Company. After years of legal writing, she enjoys the freedom that comes with writing fiction. Now that she stays home with her children she survives by plotting stories while fetching snacks and running back and forth to their activities.

Her experience in court influenced the legal drama in her book. She has an interest in the history and charm of small towns which is why she chose Chestertown on Maryland’s Eastern Shore for the setting of her first series.

Lea grew up in a small town in Pennsylvania and currently resides in Maryland with her husband and three children.

.

Where to Find Lea Coll
Goodreads | Website | NewsletterFacebook | Instagram | Amazon | BookBub

  —————————————————————————-

Giveaway
a Rafflecopter giveaway

 

Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – BLAME IT ON ROMEO (Beach Read) by Sophia Knightly

BLAME IT ON ROMEO Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for BLAME IT ON ROMEO, the second book in the adult contemporary romantic comedy series, Beach Reads, by New York Times and USA Today bestselling author, Sophia Knightly. See below for information on the book and series, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway. For a limited time, you can pick up the ebook for just $0.99!

BLAME IT ON ROMEO (Beach Read #2) by Sophia Knightly

BLAME IT ON ROMEO (Beach Read #2) by Sophia Knightly

About the Book – On Sale for $0.99 for a Limited Time
Title: BLAME IT ON ROMEO
Series: Beach Read #2
Author: Sophia Knightly
Release Date: April 10, 2017
Genre:
 Adult Contemporary Romantic Comedy
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & NobleiBooks | Kobo | GooglePlay

Synopsis
Hi, I’m Francesca Lake, WBCG TV’s medical reporter. Privately, I am on a mission to marry a doctor. After my recent mortifying episode in the ER, it’s clear I suck at self-diagnosis. It all started when I thought I was having a heart attack. I made a cringe-worthy entrance at the hospital, but in my defense, I thought I was DYING. You can ask Harrison Taylor, my dog’s vet. He was the one who carried me into the ER.

I used to love my job reporting the social scene, but I’ve been recently drafted as the station’s medical reporter . God only knows what diseases I will have to report on. This is not a good thing for a closet hypochondriac! There’s only one upside–medical reporting means meeting lots of doctors. Surely, there will be a few eligible bachelors in the mix…

I’m trying to ignore my wild attraction to Harrison, but his forest green eyes, rugged physique and warm smile make my insides melt…not to mention other parts. My adorable dog, Romeo, is in love with Harrison, and he’s convinced Harrison is for me. But I’m looking for a “human” doctor. Harrison is an animal doctor. Do I look like an animal? Well, only on a bad hair day, but that’s beside the point.

Marrying a doctor calls for a methodical approach, and I intend to date as many as I can to meet “the one.” I have to ignore Romeo’s blatant attempts to matchmake me with Harrison. But ignoring my pounding heart when I’m around swoony Harrison is another matter entirely…

 —————————————————————————-

BLAME IT ON ROMEO Teaser

 —————————————————————————-

Excerpt #3
Harrison sinks into a white patio chair with Romeo flopped on his lap. Romeo lapses into a state of nirvana as Harrison scratches his belly. When his hand moves up to scratch under Romeo’s snout, Romeo’s little pink tongue dangles from the side as he drools with delight.

“Nice view,” Harrison says, looking at the bay.

“I love watching the sailboats.” And you, I think privately. Harrison looks rugged and relaxed as he strokes Romeo with his broad hand. Even at ease, his muscular arms look powerful. Man, I could get lost in those arms…

“Do you sail?” he asks, snapping me back to reality.

“Me? Nooo. I’m not too sporty.” I tilt my head and smile at him. “Let me guess, you’re an avid sailor.”

He chuckles. “I’ll take you sailing sometime, if you like. Do you swim?”

“Of course, I was raised in Miami,” I say affronted. “And my dad calls me guppy.”

“Guppy,” he repeats with a surprised laugh. “Why does he call you that?”

“Dad’s a marine biologist. The first time I went in the ocean, I was only a toddler, but he says I took to water like a guppy.”

All of a sudden, we hear Fizzy yell, “shiite” from the kitchen. I push the sliding glass door open and dart toward the kitchen. Harrison makes it there before I do.

We find Fizzy leaning over the sink holding a paper towel wrapped around her thumb. In seconds, it’s soaked in blood.

“What happened?” I ask, gaping at her.

“I cut my thumb,” Fizzy says, wincing.

Harrison takes Fizzy’s hand and applies firm pressure above the knuckle of her left thumb. When the bleeding slows down, he examines the cut.

“You don’t need stitches. I have some tissue glue that will seal it shut,” he says.

“Tissue glue?” That sounds a little iffy to me. “Fizzy, you need to go to the ER,” I tell her in a no-nonsense voice.

“I am not wasting all night waiting there for a little cut,” Fizzy says. “I’d rather have Harrison take care of it.”

“Have you had a tetanus shot in the past five years?” he asks.

“Yeah, two years ago.” Her blue eyes light up. “When I almost lost my pinky toe. It was really gross.”

“Stop, please don’t go into details.” I stare at her bloody thumb and begin to feel lightheaded. “Look how it’s bleeding! What if it gets infected? Gangrene might set in.”

“Gangrene? That’s nonsense. Dermabond forms a barrier against bacteria,” Harrison says in a patient tone.

“Still, I would get stitches,” I whisper to Fizzy. “It looks awful.”

“Stitches are not necessary. I know what I’m doing, Francesca,” Harrison says, his jaw tight.

“But…”

“Will you two stop arguing about my poor thumb?” Fizzy cuts in, giggling.

“How can you laugh when you’re losing so much blood?” The alcohol has probably dulled her pain.

“I’m going to get my medical bag,” Harrison says. “Keep your hand elevated until I get back.”

“I will, Doc,” Fizzy promises, winking at me.

I throw my hands in the air. Let her do whatever she wants. There’s no reasoning with a tipsy bartender.

As soon as Harrison leaves, Fizzy turns to me. “Quit arguing with Harrison. You’re pissing him off.”

“I’m not arguing for the sake of arguing. I’m worried about you.”

“I trust him,” Fizzy counters. “You should too.”

We lapse into silence until Harrison returns carrying his medical bag. He joins Fizzy at the sink, where she’s still standing with her hand elevated, as he told her to do. The paper towel around her thumb is soaked with blood.

Romeo is barking and making a commotion until Harrison gives him a firm command to sit and he obeys instantly. When I start to ask a question, Harrison’s no-nonsense look shuts me up too.

He opens his medical bag and pulls on surgical gloves. I notice Romeo starts to tremble, so I lift him in my arms.

“Don’t worry. He’s not examining you today, baby. It’s Fizzy’s turn,” I whisper in Romeo’s ear.

I let out a loud gasp when Harrison peels the bloody paper towel off her thumb.

Harrison looks at me like I’ve lost my mind. “Don’t look if it bothers you. It’s not deep at all,” he says, flushing the wound with sterile water and Betadine.

I’d rather not look, but I feel I should. Fizzy is tipsy and she might go into shock.

“Are you sure she shouldn’t go to the ER? I once had a cut like that and the ER doctor referred me to a plastic surgeon,” I inform him.

“He should have referred you to a shrink,” Harrison mutters under his breath.

“Gosh, you don’t have to be insulting.” First, I’m nutty and now he says I need a shrink because I’m looking out for Fizzy. How rude.

Romeo gives a low growl as if reminding me that Harrison still has his lab reports. I better hold my tongue.

Harrison remains silent as he meticulously applies the Dermabond in thin layers. Finally, he uses steri-tapes and splints her thumb.

Fizzy doesn’t bat an eye. “Why’d you use a splint?” she asks.

“It’s a precaution so the wound stays closed. It can come off in a couple of days.” He shuts his medical bag. “I’m gonna go now.”

“But you haven’t had your margarita yet,” Fizzy says, exchanging a look with me.

“I’ll take a rain check. Call me if you have any concerns or if it gets swollen or the skin around it turns red. Francesca has my number.”

“Call me Frankie,” I tell him. I wonder why he’s being so formal all of a sudden. He always calls me Frankie.

“Thanks so much, Doc,” Fizzy says with a friendly smile.

“You’re welcome. Take care now.” Harrison heads toward the door.

“I really appreciate how you took care of Fizzy. Thank you.” I hesitate for a minute, but I have to ask. “Are you sure she doesn’t need another tetanus shot?”

“One every five years is enough,” he says in a level tone. The lighthearted mood Harrison arrived with has been replaced by a tense one and he doesn’t look pleased with me.

“Oh, okay, but if it starts looking any worse, I’ll make sure she goes to a doctor.”

“I am a doctor. Where do you think I got my diploma from, Wal-Mart?” he asks, losing patience.

“But you’re an animal doctor, not a people one,” I say before I can stop myself. Why did I have to slurp down that second margarita like it was a smoothie? I can’t stop blurting out every dumb thing that pops into my mind.

Francesca!” Fizzy admonishes. “Don’t mind her, she’s had one too many.”

“I have not!” I say indignantly.

“Thanks again, Harrison,” Fizzy says, trying to smooth things over.

“You’re welcome.”

He leaves without saying another word to me. I turn to Fizzy and shrug. “What got his shorts in a bunch?”

“Hmm, let me see…” Fizzy taps her chin. “Could it be that you doubted his medical ability? Really, Frankie, I don’t know what got into you.”

“Oh, no.” I clutch my head. “Was I that bad?”

Fizzy snorts. “Hello? You second-guessed him every step of the way. Then you acted like he wasn’t a real doctor. I hate to tell you this, but you were a little rude to him.”

I groan. “He was rude to me too. I didn’t appreciate his comment about the shrink. Anyway, who knew he’d be so sensitive?”

“I don’t know what you’re complaining about. I’m the patient and I thought he was kind and caring.” Fizzy gets a dreamy look on her face and I know she’s up to something. “Harrison can take care of me anytime…he has such big strong hands, yet his touch is so gentle.”

“Stop already. I know he has amazing hands,” I wail. “You’re making me feel worse. I should apologize to him, right?”

“Damn right. I wouldn’t be surprised if Harrison tells Chloe he never wants to see you again.”

“Not if I apologize to him first.”

The doorbell rings and we both jump.

“Here’s your chance,” Fizzy crows.

“I hope it’s not Harrison. I was hoping he’d cool off first.”

Fizzy starts clucking and flapping her crooked arms.

“So I’m a chicken. What else is new?” I ask.

Fizzy darts up from her chair and races to get the door before me. She flings it open and Harrison is standing there.

“You’re back!” Fizzy exclaims. She claps a hand over her scarlet mouth to muffle her giggles. “Boy, are you a glutton for punishment.”

Not cracking a smile, Harrison looks straight at me.

Romeo: Grrrr… What a fiasco! Francesca’s antics are going to make me lose the best doctor I’ve ever had. She had the nerve to second-guess my hero and now he’s mad at her. I don’t blame him one bit.

I agree with Fizzy—Harrison has magical hands. When he pets me I go into a trance. Scout is one lucky dog.

Lady, you better grovel at Harrison’s feet and make it up to him, especially since he came back. Otherwise, I’ll take matters into my own paws.

Ruff!

 —————————————————————————-

BLAME IT ON ROMEO Teaser

 —————————————————————————-

Get Caught Up on the Series

Book 1: GRILL ME, BABY
Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & NobleiBooks | Kobo | GooglePlay

Book 2: BLAME IT ON ROMEO
Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & NobleiBooks | Kobo | GooglePlay

Book 3: SCENT FOR LOVE – Preorder Now
Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & NobleiBooks | Kobo | GooglePlay

 —————————————————————————-

Author Sophia Knightly

Author Sophia Knightly

About the Author
New York Times and USA Today bestselling author, Sophia Knightly cooks up hot romance and delicious humor in her sexy contemporary romances that pair hot, alpha heroes with strong, smart women and throw them on an exciting emotional journey. Traditionally published by St. Martin’s Press, Kensington, and Samhain Publishing, her popular Tropical Heat Series and Heartthrob Series have consistently been on multiple best selling lists.

Sophia loves writing books that end with a sigh and a smile. In addition to traveling, foodie adventures, and the arts in all forms, one of her favorite pastimes is simply watching people–especially those in love!

 

Where to Find Sophia Knightly
Goodreads | Website | Facebook | Twitter | Instagram

 —————————————————————————-

Giveaway
a Rafflecopter giveaway