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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – NEW BEGINNINGS by Janet Olson

 

Welcome to the book blitz for NEW BEGINNINGS, a young adult contemporary romance, by Janet Olson

Welcome to the book blitz for NEW BEGINNINGS, a young adult contemporary, by Janet Olson. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

NEW BEGINNINGS, a standalone young adult contemporary, by Janet Olson

NEW BEGINNINGS by Janet Olson

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Title: NEW BEGINNINGS
Author: Janet Olson
Release Date: February 8, 2020
Genre: Young Adult Contemporary Romance
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Synopsis
Ida and Engen’s 13-year-old friendship is altered when the death of their friend comes between them. Engen, guilt-ridden over Janelle’s passing, has become violent. Ida, in her grief, attempts to fill the loss with a one-night stand, which leaves her pregnant. As punishment, their parents force them to join a program called Youth of America Help a Nation, and they are sent to Africa on work assignments.

Enter Lev Rosen, Ida’s irresistible boss at the orphanage where she’s been appointed. Lev has his own connection with Ida, although she doesn’t know it yet. Engen hoped the time away would give him the courage to finally tell Ida his true feelings for her, but how can he do that now that she is getting closer to Lev?

WHAT REVIEWERS ARE SAYING:

★★★★★”Page Turner of a Coming of Age Tale. From the get go, I knew this wasn’t going to be a typical YA coming of age tale. Olson expertly crafts her characters with realism and humanity.” – JenMN

★★★★★ “Great new YA book! Team Engen? Team Lev? Or perhaps, simply, Team Ida!” – Devon N.

★★★★★ “The Beginnings of a Terrific New Novelist! I cannot recommend this book enough!” – Justin J Atkinson

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Excerpt 2
I kicked Dan out ten minutes after dinner, because I wanted to visit Janelle’s parents before I left for Africa and time was running out. After rejecting Dan’s offer of a ride, I set out on foot for the two-block walk to Janelle’s house. I kept my head down and twirled a dandelion between my thumb and forefinger. I liked to test myself to make sure I could still find her house without using my eyes.

A few moments later, I stopped and turned my head sideways to see the familiar raised cement. I stepped onto the walk just as the screen door banged shut, and my head snapped up. I saw the side of Engen’s smiling face as he said goodbye to Mr. and Mrs. Lyndahl, and I was overcome with a feeling of tenderness toward him. The YAHN orientation had been rough. He’d stayed by my side whenever possible; we just hadn’t talked much.

Engen’s eyes swiveled around to mine and his smile faded. I dropped the dandelion, hating that I used to be the reason for his smile, not the disappearance of it. Head lowered, he walked toward me. I continued to trudge up the walk, eyes firmly fixed on the Lyndahl’s garden. We passed each other in slow motion, it seemed. I felt his warm fingers grasp my pinkie finger at the knuckle, and as he kept walking, his hand slowly ran down the entire length of my finger.

I half-glanced behind me in time to see his foot crush the discarded dandelion.

I know how you feel, I thought to the weed.                                                                                  

I rapped on the screen door. I’d spent the walk preparing myself for the inevitable misery I’d see in Mr. and Mrs. L.’s eyes, along with the slumped shoulders and hands that were so weak they could barely hold a coffee mug to their lips.

Mr. L. answered the door. He was 6’1, slim as a rail, and bald.

“Hi,” I greeted, careful not to meet his eyes. The failure to protect his daughter had a haunting way of reflecting out of them at all times.  “Evening, Ida,” said Mr. L. “You and Engen just missed each other.”

“I miss him all the time now it seems,” I said, trying to sound nonchalant. 

I walked in and closed my eyes at the absence of smell. When Janelle was alive, some sweet aroma was always in the air, sugar cookies or Rice Krispie bars. The untouched grapefruit half that sat in front of Mrs. L. on the kitchen table didn’t even emit a scent.

Mrs. L. let the curtain fall back in place. “Engen’s still not speaking to you?”                                 

“No.” I pulled out a kitchen chair and sat. The cushion was warm. Engen.

“A tragedy born from a tragedy,” she mused. 

“Oh, Mrs. L.,” I said consolingly. “The two are hardly comparable.”            

“I made him promise to call you this evening.” Her hand flew to her cardigan. She closed it at the throat as if she were cold. 

“Would you like something to drink, Ida?” Mr. L. asked.              

“Water, please.” I shook my hair back.

“Your hair is so beautiful.” Mrs. L. gave a sad smile. “She envied it.”                                      

I took the water glass from Mr. L. “Thank you.”

Mr. L. kissed his wife’s cheek. “I’m turning in.”

“It’s only seven-thirty. We aren’t going to see Ida again for half a year.”

Mr. L. took off his glasses and rubbed a spot with the corner of his shirt. “Dear, I am tired.”

“Goodbye. I’ll call you guys from Africa every now and then,” I said, before Mrs. L. tried to persuade him again.

“I would love that. Bye, Ida.” Mr. L. bowed his head to me.

Ever since Janelle died, Mr. L. stopped using the word “good”.

“Engen told me that you plan to disappear after high school; he seemed pretty distraught over it.” Mrs. L. looked up from the bottom of her water glass. “I’d like to disappear, too.”

“I know.” Man, it was dark in this house.

“When something horrible happens to a person you love, it changes you.” Her eyes were wide with grief. “You haven’t changed.” “You have no idea what’s going on inside of me.”

“I am perfectly aware of what’s going on inside of you.” Her eyes dropped to my mid-section.

“I wasn’t referring to the baby.” I took a drink of water and thought about how if it wasn’t for her daughter, I wouldn’t be in this pregnancy predicament. I certainly didn’t feel like discussing that with Mrs. L., though. 

Mrs. L. stood. She held out the bowl with the half of grapefruit and asked with her eyes if I wanted it, but I shook my head. She brought the bowl to the garbage can and threw away the grapefruit followed by the glass bowl.

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NEW BEGINNINGS, a standalone young adult contemporary, by Janet Olson Available Now

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About the Author
Janet lives in St. Paul, Minnesota with her artist husband, charismatic son, and three neurotic cats. Janet is a lifelong fan of reading and writing stories. New Beginnings may be her debut novel, but she has several projects in the works. Unlike some of her characters, she has never been to Africa, although she does dream of going one day.

Where to Find Janet Olson
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – FORGOTTEN MAGIC (Crimson Cove Series) by Eden Butler

 

Welcome to the book blitz for FORGOTTEN MAGIC, the first book in the adult paranormal romance series, Crimson Cove, by Eden Butler

Welcome to the book blitz for FORGOTTEN MAGIC, the first book in the adult paranormal romance series, Crimson Cove, by Eden Butler. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

FORGOTTEN MAGIC, the first book in the adult paranormal romance series, Crimson Cove, by Eden Butler

FORGOTTEN MAGIC (Crimson Cove Series #1) by Eden Butler

About the Book
Title: FORGOTTEN MAGIC
Series: Crimson Cove Series #1
Author: Eden Butler
Publisher: City Owl Press
Release Date: June 28, 2020
Genre: Adult Paranormal Romance
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Synopsis
Bane Illes never smiled.

He never spoke.

But each day, that brooding wizard gave Janiver Benoit a glance.

And when she could not take another quiet stare, or the warmth that look sent over her skin, she took from Bane something he’d never give freely—one lingering, soul knocking kiss.

Ten years later, someone has stolen the one thing that keeps magic hidden from the mortals in Crimson Cove and only Janiver can recover it. But returning to her hometown means she’ll have to face the past and all the secrets she left buried there, including the one person she promised herself she’d never see again. The dangerous wizard that might make leaving Crimson Cove the last thing she wants to do.

*FORGOTTEN MAGIC was previously independently released as CRIMSON COVE. However, Eden has since sold the rights to City Owl Press and the book has been replotted, rewritten, and kicks off the new Crimson Coves trilogy which follows witch Janiver Benoit and her siblings as they try to unravel the well-hidden secrets that have destroyed their family.

WHAT REVIEWERS ARE SAYING:

★★★★★”Butler’s tantalizing fantasy romance, originally self-published as Crimson Cove, burns slow and hot…The magical elements are electric and the chemistry between Bane and Janiver is delicious. Butler builds the tension slowly, carefully pulling story threads to a satisfying but open-ended climax. Readers will be eager to return to Crimson Cove.” – Publishers Weekly

★★★★★ “Eden is a masterful storyteller who takes mere words and turns them into magic.”

★★★★★ “I REALLY LOVED this fresh, innovative, and out of the box concept of a modern romance with a dark, ethereal twist.”

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Excerpt 2
“Jani…” he started, following me, coming to his knees despite his bad ankle, crawling so close that I had nowhere to go. “You’ve been keeping something from me. I see it. Even in the damn dark I can see it. It’s everywhere.” Bane moved his warm fingers to my bottom lip and let his thumb glide across my cheekbone. “You refuse to meet my eyes. You avoid me when I stare too long.”

“You always stare too long.”

“I can’t help that.” 

He was massive, a sweltering cloud that collected energy, that absorbed emotion so that it became consuming—a vacuous funnel that craved the things it did not need but took what it wanted. That was Bane. He took control, but for the life of me I could not see past letting him take what had always been his. 

“Tell me my daydream was invented. That dream of being in the classroom with you.” There was a challenge in his voice that reminded me of us as children, huddled and scared, taunting and fearless. But I wouldn’t answer, couldn’t tell him something that would hurry along his anger. It would be heavy enough when it came.  

“Jani,” he said, coming so close that I could smell the sweat from his skin and hear the tiny rasp that caught in his throat. 

“You’ll hate me.” It was as close to an explanation as I could offer. 

Bane pressed his hand against my cheek, the touch warm and soft but with that small red current still working behind his skin, still flirting with me to cry out that he was mine. “Never, little witch.”

Give and take. He wanted, needed, but didn’t understand why. He didn’t remember, and at that moment, I could not bring myself to remind him. It would hurt too much. But the warmth in his hand, the sweet, honeysuckle scent from his skin weaving like a spell of its own making, intoxicating me, lulling me closer and closer until only Bane—the sound, feel, and smell of him—took up all the space in my head. There was only this man. There was only this moment. 

Both belonged to me.  

Our mouths came close together, our breaths heated and dampened our faces, our lips—bringing us to the blistering, bated breath before the race begins. A small incline, the minutest stretch of my neck and that mouth, that tongue would belong to me. It was different from the night he spelled me. There was no primeval encouragement from the ley lines egging us on, inching us closer and closer toward our most basic urges. This was more, and somehow with Bane’s face so close to mine, with his fingers tugging on the back of my hair, I knew that one kiss would unhinge me. It would change everything and there would be no stopping us.

“I…this…” My words got stuck somewhere around the back of my throat, clung tight against the hot breath that fanned out when Bane rested his forehead against mine, when he moved his mouth to kiss between my eyebrows. 

“This isn’t normal, Jani. This…” He paused, shuddering when that pulsing red light shot across his skin, hovering near his fingertips. “Someone spelled us.”

Blinking, nodding, it was all I could manage. Bane was too strong, the heat in the room too full, the air too thick. Yes, someone had been spelled—him. Someone had done the spelling—me. But really I was a coward, scared of what he’d think, say, damn well do if he found out I’d taken his memories from before. Even if it was for the best, I’d still lied to him—the lie of omission. I’d blocked him and kept for myself something I had no business hiding away. 

But Bane seemed content to ignore the past. He seemed mesmerized by the moment, fascinated by the play of reddish light on our skin and that whip of succulent heat that warmed us every time he moved his fingers across my collarbone. “I think I know what this is, Jani, but it makes no sense. Nothing between us, then or now, ever made sense to me.” And it wouldn’t, not to him, not with the understanding I’d taken from him when I blocked his memories. He kept flirting closer to the truth, skating the surface of what that light meant and where he’d seen it before. I couldn’t let him find out, not like that. Not just then. 

“Bane,” I said, pulling him closer, loving the low, deep throttle of his voice vibrating when my nails slid up his neck. “You watched over me. Protected me.”

“Did I scare you then?”

“Always,” I said, feeling brave, reckless. I exhaled, staring in his eyes like I wasn’t a coward. “But I loved you for it.”

One swift nod, as though he’d made up some silent decision on his own and Bane picked me up, pulling me closer, his arm around my waist and that busted ankle injury forgotten in his smooth haste to kiss me. 

His look was feral and possessive, and even though some loud, loud voice in my head told me to stop him, reminded me that it was my job to stop him, I was powerless against the rush of his mouth against my neck and the greedy hold of his massive hand cupping my hip. 

“This isn’t…this won’t lead anywhere…” There was little fight in my protest, my words meant to stop him, only contradicted by how I stretched my neck, giving him greater access to my skin. 

“It already has. It started a long time ago.”

“It didn’t…”

“Yes, Jani,” he said, shutting me up with that wide mouth, with the slip of his tongue along my bottom lip. “Every look back then to right now, I was saying the same thing. Every single one.”

My body was electrified, stunted by Bane’s confession, crippled by the light heat collecting around us. If I asked and was disappointed, I’d lose nothing. I had claimed him long ago and had lived with the empty feeling of that for years. If he claimed me now, not remembering a thing and discovered later how badly I’d betrayed him, could I stand the notion that I was his and he no longer wanted me? 

Risk and rules. My life existed around both and just for a moment with Bane watching me, with him waiting for permission he didn’t seem familiar with ever having to wait for, I wanted to take something for myself. Just once. “Do I have to ask?”

“No,” he said, his bottom lip twitching as he watched me, “just look a little deeper.”

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FORGOTTEN MAGIC, the first book in the adult paranormal romance series, Crimson Cove, by Eden Butler

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Eden Butler is a writer of contemporary, fantasy and romantic suspense novels and the nine-times great-granddaughter of an honest-to-God English pirate.

Author Eden Butler

About the Author
Eden Butler is a writer of contemporary, fantasy and romantic suspense novels and the nine-times great-granddaughter of an honest-to-God English pirate. This could explain her affinity for rule breaking and rum.

When she’s not writing or wondering about her possibly Jack Sparrowesque ancestor, Eden patiently waits for her Hogwarts letter, reads, and spends too much time in her garden perfecting her green thumb while waiting for the next New Orleans Saints Superbowl win.

She is currently living under teenage rule alongside her husband in southeast Louisiana.

Please send help.

 

 

 

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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – WHY CAN’T FRESHMAN SUMMER BE LIKE PIZZA (The Pizza Chronicles) by Andy V. Roamer

 

Welcome to the book blitz for WHY CAN'T FRESHMAN SUMMER BE LIKE PIZZA, the second book in the young adult contemporary series, The Pizza Chronicles, by Andy V. Roamer

Welcome to the book blitz for WHY CAN’T FRESHMAN SUMMER BE LIKE PIZZA, the second book in the young adult contemporary series, The Pizza Chronicles, by Andy V. Roamer. See below for information on the book and series, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on his giveaway.

WHY CAN'T FRESHMAN SUMMER BE LIKE PIZZA, the second book in the young adult contemporary series, The Pizza Chronicles, by Andy V. Roamer

WHY CAN’T FRESHMAN SUMMER BE LIKE PIZZA (The Pizza Chronicles #2) by Andy V. Roamer

About The Book
Title:
WHY CAN’T FRESHMAN SUMMER BE LIKE PIZZA
Series: The Pizza Chronicles #2
Author: Andy V. Roamer
Publisher: NineStar Press
Genre: Young Adult Contemporary LGBTQ Romance
Release Date: June 1, 2020
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Synopsis
RV, having successfully completed his freshman year at the demanding Boston Latin School, is hoping for a great summer. He’s now fifteen years old and looking forward to sharing many languid summer days with his friend Bobby, who’s told him he has gay feelings too. But life and family and duties for a son of immigrant parents makes it difficult to steal time away with Bobby.

Bobby, too, has pressures. He spends part of the summer away at football camp, and his father pushes him to work a summer job at a friend’s accounting firm. Bobby takes the job grudgingly, wanting to spend any extra time practicing the necessary skills to make Latin’s varsity football team.

On top of everything, RV’s best friend Carole goes away for the summer, jumping at an opportunity to spend it with her father in Paris. Luckily, there is always Mr. Aniso, RV’s Latin teacher, to talk to whenever RV is lonely. He’s also there for RV when he inadvertently spills one of Bobby’s secrets, and Bobby is so angry RV is afraid he is ready to cut off the friendship.

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Excerpt #2
After dinner tonight Dad asked me to help him prepare for the test. Yay! He’s finally stopped procrastinating. When I walked into his little study he was flipping through the test-prep booklet. But he didn’t look like he was studying. Instead he was turning the pages haphazardly and frowning. No, scowling is more like it. That’s more powerful than frowning, right? Kind of like frowning to the umpteenth power.

When he saw me he put the book down and started complaining again. About a lot of things. He told me that the immigration process was all a money-making racket. That it showed the country didn’t really want immigrants. That trying to become a citizen the honest way was foolish because there were easier, dishonest ways to do it. That he’d never learn all the questions no matter how hard he tried.

I just stood there not knowing what to say. Dad just can’t help himself, can he? Why does he get into his complaining mode so easily? We get so sick of it. And I knew what he’d say next—that he might just pack his bags and go back to the Old Country.

“Good. Then go!” Mom says when she gets exasperated with him at times like this. Ray and I aren’t brave enough to say anything. Correction. I’m not brave enough to say anything. Ray isn’t afraid. Of course he often gets a good wallop for talking back to Dad, but maybe the pleasure of talking back outweighs any physical pain he feels on his ass.

Dad suddenly stopped talking as if he noticed me for the first time. He took a deep breath, asked me to sit down, and handed me the prep booklet. Good, at least he’s going to try, I said to myself.

He told me to ask him some questions. I found the pages with test questions and we started. I tried to ask Dad easy questions first, to give him a boost. Questions like “Who’s the current President?” and “What’s the ocean on the western side of the United States?”

Dad got those questions right. Progress! But he’s got a long way to go because when we got to the harder questions, he either shook his head or gave the wrong answer. I can see I’ll have my work cut out for me for the rest of the summer. Another little chunk of summer gone. It feels weird, like I’m the parent and Dad is the child. But I do want both Mom and Dad to become citizens, so Dad will stop talking about going back to the Old Country.

Dad was quiet again after he couldn’t answer the harder questions. He was staring off into space, not looking angry anymore. Instead he looked lost. I didn’t know what to do. I wanted to leave and I didn’t. Here was this big guy I’m usually so afraid of looking like a little kid. A lost little kid.

Ar nori sustoti?” I asked. “Do you want to stop?” I told him we could continue another time.

He looked at me. “Nežinau.” “I don’t know.” He kept staring at me, but he wasn’t really focusing on me. It was as if he was looking through me, focusing on something far way. I asked him again if he wanted to stop.

He ignored my question and shrugged. “Gal šitas kraštas ne man.” “Maybe this country is not for me.” He kept repeating it. “Gal šitas kraštas ne man.”

He stopped and asked me what I had just said. I told him I didn’t say anything. I was just waiting for him to continue. He nodded and told me to ask him some more questions. But I could tell he wasn’t into it, and he kept getting most of the answers wrong.

I don’t know how long we both stayed there going over that dumb booklet. Dad’s thoughts were somewhere far away and we didn’t make much progress.

I finally mumbled something like, “Okay, I’ve got to do things for Mom. We can continue this another time.”

He nodded, still staring out into space. I slunk out of room, glad to leave.

But I was still thinking about Dad. Seeing him so sad got me really upset. I had never seen him like that. I felt bad for him. And for me too. Dad and I would have to work extra hard to pass that test. I’m determined to work as hard as we need to. There is no way I’m going let him take us back to Old Country. I’m still struggling to fit in here in my own country, which is hard enough.

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WHY CAN'T FRESHMAN SUMMER BE LIKE PIZZA, the second book in the young adult contemporary series, The Pizza Chronicles, by Andy V. Roamer

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Author Andy V. Roamer

Author Andy V. Roamer

About the Author
Andy VRoamer grew up in the Boston area and moved to New York City after college. He worked in book publishing for many years, starting out in the children’s and YA books division and then wearing many other hats. WHY CANT LIFE BE LIKE PIZZA? is the first novel in THE PIZZA CHRONICLES. The books follow the exploits of RV, the teenage son of immigrants from Lithuania in Eastern Europe, as RV tries to negotiate the four years of his demanding high school, his budding sexuality, and new relationships. To relax, Andy loves to ride his bike, read, watch foreign and independent movies, and travel..

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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – KISMET (Birch County Blue Series) by April Canavan

 

Welcome to the book blitz for KISMET, the first book in the adult romantic suspense series, Birch County Blue, by USA Today bestselling author April Canavan

Welcome to the book blitz for KISMET, the first book in the adult romantic suspense series, Birch County Blue, by USA Today bestselling author, April Canavan. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

KISMET, the first book in the adult romantic suspense series, Birch County Blue, by USA Today bestselling author April Canavan

KISMET (Birch County Blue Series #1) by April Canavan

About The Book
Title:
KISMET
Series: Birch County Blue Series #1
Author: April Canavan
Genre: Adult Romantic Suspense
Release Date: August 11, 2017
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Synopsis
Never look back.

In the dark of the night, 911 dispatcher Maya Daniels becomes the one thing she fears the most, a victim. Faced with new limitations, both physically and emotionally are what prove the hardest for Maya to handle. That and one very stubborn deputy who refuses to take no for an answer.

Brian will never forgive himself for the pain Maya went through when he couldn’t protect her. When he’s given one more chance to make things right, he swears that he’ll do anything to keep her safe. Even if it means he could lose his job as a Deputy Sheriff.

Nobody believes that Maya is safe, especially when her stalker returns with a vengeance. Maya finds herself fighting for her life once more, but this time she’s not alone.

Fans of Mary Burton and Susan Stoker will fall into the world of Birch County and never want to come back.

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Excerpt #3
“If you tell a woman even one time that she isn’t what you want, or reject her for someone else, she is never going to forget it, Brian. No matter how many times you tell her afterwards that she is the most important person in the world, she is going to be taken back to the moment you crushed her existence. And it’s up to you to make that right.” Brian stared at his dad, unsure of what he should say. He hadn’t even brought up Maya at all. He couldn’t be talking about Ashley, both his parents had hated her. 

Trying to convince himself more than his father, Brian said, “Dad, I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Of course you do.” And he didn’t have to say anything else about the situation. 

They sat on the porch, looking out into the woods in silence while they reflected on their lives and relationships. Brian’s mom and dad had been married for over thirty years, but they also fought like cats and dogs most of the time. 

“You know, there are times that your mother won’t let me forget about. But I’ll tell you what, son. Making up for those times has led to some of the best moments in my entire life. I owe her so much, just for turning me into the man I am today.”

“I know dad, you’ve told me before.” Growing up, Brian had been taught the importance of respecting women and behaving in a way that would reflect well on his parents. “I’m gonna go give mom her hug before I have to leave. I’m working tonight. Are you sure it’s okay for the boys to sleep over tonight?” As he mentioned them, they both came running into the backyard followed by a golden retriever. The dog had been here forever, it seemed, and was at least fifteen years old. His mom had named him Greg so that he felt like a real part of the family.

“Yeah of course, they give Greg a run for his money.” His dad chuckled at the sight of Greg chasing the boys around the yard. 

“Okay. Thanks Dad.” And he turned and walked into the kitchen where his mom was spending her day. 

He watched her for a few minutes before he walked into her line of sight. She was mumbling to herself about dinner and trying to decide what the boys would like most. In that moment he understood that the house they stood in wasn’t home. His mother and father were what made it home. They were the real home, the people who he loved and wanted to share his life with. 

“Have I ever told you the story about your father falling in love with my best friend and picking her over me when we were younger?” His mother, Janet, interrupted his thoughts. 

“Seriously mom, you too? Dad already gave me this speech.” 

His mother was aging, but still beautiful. She had brown eyes set against pale skin and dark hair. She had the same laugh lines that his dad had but was barely taller than five feet. Their years had been spent growing together, fighting each other and laughing at the same jokes, smiling at the same stories, and creating an entire world that no one else was part of. His parents had been best friends while he was growing up, but Brian had known that there were troubles before he was born.

“Just sit down and listen to me.” He did as he was told, planting his ass on a barstool while she puttered around the kitchen pulling out the ingredients for dinner and desert for the night. Her voice was sweet and melodic, lilting as though she were about to start singing. He had loved that voice growing up.

“When I was fifteen your daddy had just turned sixteen. I thought the world hung in his eyes, you know. Well I hadn’t really started to show my charms yet,” she winked at him and he knew she was talking about the features of her female body. 

“My best friend though, Sheri, she had. The boys went crazy about her and your father was no different. He was the best looking boy in town, you know. Well Sheri knew how I felt about him, and she went after him still. She had him wrapped around her little finger for a year. I was heartbroken, swore I’d never love anyone else. You know how teenagers are. The summer I turned sixteen though, everything started changing. 

“Your daddy was slow to realize that all she had to offer was the space between her legs. When he did, I wasn’t there. I spent the summer with my aunt and uncle in Boston, and when I got home everything had changed. Sheri was sent away to boarding school for getting caught with Jimmy Parsons behind the church. Ryan had finally grown into enough of a man to admit that he had made the wrong choice.” Brian was a little startled by his mom using his father’s name. She very rarely did it. “The first time I saw him after that trip; he looked at me and never looked away.”

“That’s sweet ma, but I don’t know how that applies to me.” And yet, he could feel the pull of familiarity, the idea that she was talking about his life by example. 

“You don’t see it?” His mama was never one to mince words, “You wasted how many years with Ashley, when you should have taken one look at that little Hispanic girl and never looked away.”

“Ma, they aren’t the same thing at all.” Brian knew that his mom was trying to make comparisons between the two situations, but he couldn’t get there.

“Listen, Brian. I love you,” she said. “But if you don’t see the lines you should take a step back. Let her heal and then worry about making a connection with her.” He knew that it hurt her to say it, but she wouldn’t hold back.

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KISMET, the first book in the adult romantic suspense series, Birch County Blue, by USA Today bestselling author April Canavan

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USA Today Bestselling author by day and superhero by night, April Canavan

Author April Canavan

About the Author
USA Today bestselling author by day and superhero by night, April spends her time split between real and fantasy worlds. While she writes across genres, her heart lives with Contemporary Romance that will tear her readers apart.

She lives on the rocky coast of Maine, in the perfect place to visit the ocean but still live surrounded by the woods. Her son inspires her to write, demanding stories that he’s not allowed to read.

As long as she has coffee, April can conquer the world… but she hates talking about herself in third person.

You can join her newsletter for exclusive content and giveaways at www.aprilcanavan.com..

Where to Find April Canavan
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Blog Tour – Excerpt + Giveaway – IF WE EVER MEET AGAIN (If Love Series) by Ana Huang

 

Welcome to the blog tour for IF WE EVER MEET AGAIN, the first book in the new adult contemporary romance series, If Love, by Ana Huang

Welcome to the blog tour for IF WE EVER MEET AGAIN, the first book in the new adult contemporary romance series, If Love, by Ana Huang. See below for information on the book, preorder links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

IF WE EVER MEET AGAIN, the first book in the new adult contemporary romance series, If Love, by Ana Huang

IF WE EVER MEET AGAIN (If Love Series #1) by Ana Huang

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title: IF WE EVER MEET AGAIN
Series: If Love Series #1
Author: Ana Huang
Genre: New Adult Contemporary Romance
Release Date: June 30, 2020
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Amazon DE | Amazon IT | Amazon FR

Synopsis
One year, two opposites, and a love that will blindside and, ultimately, shatter them. 

She’s an aspiring interior designer who dreams of falling in love. He’s an ex-football star who thinks love is a con.

She’s a virgin, and he doesn’t do virgins. He’s cocky, infuriating, and not her type.

She wants the fairytale. He wants freedom.

Blake and Farrah shouldn’t have fallen for each other the way they did: totally, completely, and irrevocably.

Because they’re studying abroad in Shanghai, and they only have one year.

Because forces at home threaten to rip them apart, even if they don’t know it yet.

And because, eventually, they must face the most heartbreaking lesson they’ll ever learn:  sometimes, even the greatest love can’t conquer all.

WARNING: This is the first book in a duet. It’s a full-length novel and there are no sudden cliffhangers, but Blake and Farrah’s story continues in book two, If the Sun Never Sets (due out July 2020), which takes place five years later. HEA guaranteed in the second book!

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Excerpt #2
The library door opened. Farrah walked in with what looked like a sketch pad and a stack of magazines tucked under her arm. 

Now there was trouble. Farrah was beautiful, and Blake got a kick out of riling her up, but she was off-limits. Not only was she in FEA—which meant he had to see her every day if things between them went south—but she was a virgin. 

Blake slept with a virgin once, in high school. Granted, he didn’t know Lorna was a virgin until after the fact, and when he declined to make things exclusive between them, she took a key to his beloved Chevy until it resembled Freddy Krueger’s face.

Fun times.

Then Lorna’s father found out Blake slept with his precious daughter and tracked him down after football practice with a shotgun in hand. Luckily, Blake’s coach saw them and called the police before Blake found himself eating dirt six feet beneath the ground. The police let the man off with a stern warning, since he technically hadn’t tried to shoot Blake (yet), but Blake still filed a restraining order against the girl’s entire damn family.

Even funner times.

Lorna transferred schools soon after, and Blake swore never to hook up with a virgin again. That didn’t mean he couldn’t flirt with Farrah, though. Flirting was harmless.

He retook his seat, laced his hands behind his head, and kicked his feet up on the table with an insouciant smile.

Farrah arched an eyebrow at his unorthodox position. Instead of commenting, she sat at the table next to him and opened one of her magazines.

Blake stretched his arms over his head in a way that showed off his abs—one of his best assets. Along with everything else on his body. 

It ain’t cocky if it’s true. 

To his annoyance, Farrah didn’t look up. She continued to read, serene as a monk.

Blake swung his feet to the floor. He walked over to her table, plunked his ass in the chair opposite hers, and rested his chin in his hands.

The clock ticked. The A/C hummed. The pages rustled as she turned them.

Finally, Farrah slammed her magazine shut with a huff. “Can I help you?” 

Blake grinned. Success!

“Now is that the proper way to greet someone?” he drawled. Austinites don’t have strong accents, but he could lay it on thick when he wanted to. “Didn’t your mama teach you manners?”

“She did. That’s why I left you and your vanity in peace. It would’ve been rude to interrupt.” 

Blake placed a hand over his chest. “Vain? Me? You break my heart.”

“I doubt anyone can break your heart.” Farrah fluttered her lashes. “If they do, the proofs from your solo photoshoot earlier will ease the pain.” 

His body vibrated with laughter. “You know, I’m down-to-earth once you get to know me.” 

“Is that your favorite thing about yourself?”

“Favorite, as in one? I can’t pick just one.” He frowned. “Oh. I see.”

“Uh-huh. Now that we’ve established the obvious fact of your vanity, can you be quiet? I’m trying to work.”

“So am I.”

“You are not working.”

“I was working until you came in and interrupted me.”

“I didn’t say anything when I came in!”

“You distracted me with your radiant presence. It was like a goddess descended from the heavens. How can I focus on something as mundane as Chinese vocabulary when faced with such an extraordinary vision?” 

Farrah’s mouth twitched once, twice, until she caved and doubled over with laughter. 

A grin stretched across Blake’s face. There was something magical about seeing someone so composed let loose, and to know he was the one who made her laugh like that.

“I don’t know what to do with you.” She wiped tears from her eyes.

“I can suggest a few things.” Blake pictured Farrah climbing into his lap and straddling him. Taking his shirt off. Taking her shirt off. Gripping his hair and moaning while he feasted on those sure-to-be delectable breasts of hers.  

Hey, he was a guy. He couldn’t help himself.

Except this guy now needed a cold shower.

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Ana Huang is an Amazon best-selling author of Young Adult, New Adult, and contemporary romance

Author Ana Huang

About the Author
Ana Huang is an Amazon best-selling author of Young Adult, New Adult, and contemporary romance. Her books often feature strong heroines, sexy heroes, and Asian American characters. The daughter of Chinese immigrants, Ana started writing stories at age five to improve her English skills (thanks to her mom’s encouragement). She picked up her first romance novel at age twelve by happy accident and never looked back.

Besides reading and writing, Ana loves traveling and learning about new cultures. She majored in international relations and her travels often inspire her story settings. For example, her novel If We Ever Meet Again was inspired by her own study abroad adventures in China.

Ana lives in New York, where she prefers cafe-hopping, exploring the city’s hidden gems, and binge-watching Netflix with a pint of Ben & Jerry’s over taking advantage of the city’s nightlife. She doesn’t drink coffee (gasp!) but absolutely lives for matcha and chai lattes..

Where to find Ana Huang
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – THE PRINCE’S BRIDE (The Prince’s Bride Series) by J.J. McAvoy

 

Welcome to the book blitz for THE PRINCE'S BRIDE, the first book in the new adult contemporary romance series, The Prince's Bride, by J.J. McAvoy

Welcome to the book blitz for THE PRINCE’S BRIDE, the first book in the new adult contemporary romance series, The Prince’s Bride, by J.J. McAvoy. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

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THE PRINCE’S BRIDE (The Prince’s Bride Series #1) by J.J. McAvoy

About The Book
Title:
THE PRINCE’S BRIDE
Series: The Prince’s Bride Series #1
Author: J.J. McAvoy
Genre: New Adult Contemporary Romance
Release Date: October 29, 2020
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Synopsis
He is a spoiled playboy prince whose family is in desperate need of money.

She’s an American heiress who can only get her inheritance through marriage.

According to their families they are a perfect match. According to each other, arranged marriages have no place in modern times and this could not possibly work.

But Prince Galahad “Gale” of Ersovia is bound by duty to obey the crown anyway.

Odette Wyntor doesn’t give a damn, she doesn’t want to get married.

Can he change her mind? Can she even handle what it means to be royal, if he did?

The Prince’s Bride is Part 1 of a 2 part series. Part 2 arrives a month later.

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Excerpt #2
GALE
“A day ago, you seemed more amenable to this argument. What changed?” he questioned, taking a seat.

I shrugged. “I was more sentimental on that day.” 

“No, you were more like a prince, remembering you have a duty and a purpose higher than yourself. You only seem to forget that after you’ve debased yourself.” 

“Is that what the kids are calling sex these days?” 

“I let the fact that you were with Sabina until this morning go—”

“Did you? Because it’s not feeling like it.” 

“I let it go because she is smart enough to know her place. Giselle, on the other hand, seems always to forget hers,” he said with more venom than was necessary.

“I did not go see Giselle.”

“No, you just spent twelve minutes on a call with her, then sent people out to check on her yesterday. And now you think you’re smart enough to tip around the truth with me!”  

“I am not a child nor your child, Arthur. I don’t need you to lecture me!”

“Yes, you fucking well do!” He slammed his hand onto the table. It took a lot for him to curse, and it was usually amusing on the rare occasion he did. Usually. “How many women do you need exactly, by the way? In the morning, you talk to Giselle. In the evening, you are with Sabina. Next week, you will want a whole new set of females. Are you not tired yet, Gale?” 

“They make blue pills—”

“I am not in the mood to joke with you!” 

“And I not in the mood to fucking argue about my sex life!” I hollered back. 

“You watch your tone.” 

“Or what?” I rose from my chair because I was done with this morning meeting. “I think we should call it a day—”

“I’m not finished speaking!”

“You are not the king!” I hollered back.

“No, but I am the Adelaar! Which means I can call any lord or lady to service. You spoke to Giselle. Does she want to go back to Brazil? Actually, it doesn’t even matter. I will simply call her husband, and he will surely take her with him!”

“You wouldn’t!” 

He raised his right hand. “I swear on the Bible and the crown that I would.” 

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THE PRINCE'S BRIDE, the first book in the new adult contemporary romance series, The Prince's Bride, by J.J. McAvoy

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Author J.J. McAvoy

Author J.J. McAvoy

About the Author
J.J. McAvoy was born in Montreal, Canada and is currently studying Humanities at Carleton University. She is the oldest of three and has loved writing for years. She is inspired by everything from Shakespearean tragedies to Pop Culture. Her novel “Ruthless People”, out July 17th, hopes to push boundaries and take her readers on a ride through the dark side. Please feel free to stay in touch via Facebook, Twitter, Tumblr and youtube, where she video blogs.

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Where to Find J.J. McAvoy
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – THE DREAM (Creek Water Series) by Whitney Dineen

 

Welcome to the book blitz for THE DREAM, the fourth book in the adult contemporary romantic comedy series, Creek Water, by Whitney Dineen

Welcome to the book blitz for THE DREAM, the fourth book in the adult contemporary romantic comedy series, Creek Water, by Whitney Dineen. See below for information on the book and series, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

THE DREAM, the fourth book in the adult contemporary romantic comedy series, Creek Water, by Whitney Dineen

THE DREAM (Creek Water Series #4) by Whitney Dineen

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title:
THE DREAM
Series: Creek Water Series #4
Author: Whitney Dineen
Release Date: June 21, 2020
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romantic Comedy
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Synopsis
Ashley has loved the same boy since high school. She knew Davis Frothingham was special even before he championed her at her senior prom. She also knew he was completely out of her league.

Years later, her attraction for him is still there, but Davis? He doesn’t even remember her.

When Ashley is tasked with being the nurse for Davis’ terminally ill grandmother, she’s thrown back into his world. More than anything, she wants him to remember her, but that recollection could come at a price of its own.

Can Ashley accept that she’s good enough for Davis? And can Davis learn to love a girl from the wrong side of the tracks?

Find out in this delightfully fun romcom about love and life in Creek Water, Missouri!

 

 

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Excerpt #3
Memories of our senior prom nearly overwhelm me as Buck and I drive to the country club. It’s like I’ve fallen into a hole in the space/time continuum and am watching the past in real time on a movie screen in my brain. 

Right after Buck’s near-death experience during dinner, I turn to him and say, “Look, Buck, we’re not exactly a love connection. I know my mom and Sammy roped you into this whole thing and you probably had no intention of ever going, but I think we should dance at least once. That way when we’re adults and have finally overcome the humiliation of our teenage years, we can tell our kids we weren’t total losers. What do you think?”

He reluctantly stands up. “I guess, when you put it that way. Far be it from me to be a total loser.” He offers me his hand. “Let’s do this.”

“We owe it to future generations.”

“For our children,” he says before turning beet red and mumbling, “Not our children together, I mean my children and your children … with other people.”

“Relax, Buck. I know what you meant.” We walk to the dance floor side-by-side and find an open spot near the middle of a throng of our sparkly dressed peers. The song ends so we stand facing each other while we wait for the next one to come on. Three weeks later, or so it seems, the beginning strains of a golden oldie blast through the speakers. “Love of the Common People,” from the Sixteen Candles soundtrack. I wonder if it’s an omen that maybe I shouldn’t give up on my dreams. 

Buck lets out a cynical sounding laugh. “More like survival of the common people, huh?”

“We’re not common, Buck,” I tell him. “We’re not so lucky. We’re two very uncommon people spending their adolescence in a high school where we don’t fit in, living three trailers away from each other in a small-town trailer park in Missouri.”

“We’re smart,” he says. “Which is a lot more than most of these goons have going for them. I’d rather be uncommon with options than destined for mediocrity.”

I look up at my date and really consider him before agreeing. “I like how you think. Why is it we’ve never talked before?” 

He arches an eyebrow in question. “Really? Seems to me the answer is obvious. We’re both afraid of being the target of any more negative attention.”

“Ouch,” I reply. 

Buck shrugs as if saying, just because the truth hurts, doesn’t mean it’s not the truth.

My date turns out to be a good dancer which he attributes to his grandmother’s obsession with the television show Dancing with the Stars. “She makes me practice the steps with her,” he confesses.

“I haven’t the words to describe how shocking I find that,” I joke. 

“Yeah, well, tell anyone and I’ll deny it.”

“I’m pretty sure Janine and Melody wouldn’t care. In fact, they’d probably think it was sweet.”

He gives me a little spin to showcase his moves. Luckily, I somehow manage to retain my footing and don’t trip. Suddenly, he asks, “You like Davis Frothingham, right?”

“Why would you think that?” I practically choke on the words. Have I got no game at all?

“I hate to be the one to tell you, but I’m pretty sure everyone knows. You stare at the guy a lot.”

I want to curl up in a ball of embarrassment and die. “Really?” I squeak, hoping he’ll lie to me and tell me he was just kidding.

No such luck. “I’ll let you in on a secret.”

“What could possibly be as embarrassing as the fact that I’m pining for a guy so far out of my league we might as well be playing ball on different planets?”

“How about this?” he asks before divulging, “I’ve had a crush on Jessica Holt since we were in kindergarten.”

Disgust must be etched across my face because he hurries to add, “I know she’s never going to think I’m anything but a slug beneath her feet, but I can’t help myself.”

“Did you ever consider the whole vampire-look might be working against you?” I venture to ask.

He stares behind me transfixed by something or someone. “I’m not much to look at without it. I figured being different would at least make me less invisible.”

I totally feel his pain. I’d wear a paper bag over my head to school if it meant people wouldn’t notice me and stop referring to me by the horrendous nickname Chad Adkinson stuck me with on my first day at Creek Water High.

“We should enlist Sammy’s help,” I tell him. “She took some hair courses at beauty school before deciding to focus on nails. I bet she could help you mainstream your look so people would notice you in a good way.”

“I guess it couldn’t hurt.” Then he spins me around so I can see what he was just looking at. 

Davis and Jessica are dancing right next to us. They’re like Cinderella and Prince Charming. Davis catches my eye before offering a knee-buckling smile. 

Jessica must sense his focus isn’t solely on her because she maneuvers him around so she’s facing me. She flips me the bird and sticks out her tongue like we’re still in grade school or something. 

“How in the world can you like her?” I ask Buck. “She’s a total viper.”

“She was the prettiest and sweetest girl in grade school. She gave me a valentine in third grade that said she thought I was cute.” After a pause, he reluctantly confesses, “I still have it.”

Poor Buck. He’s as hopeless as I am. I’m pretty sure nothing is ever going to come from our love for the most popular couple at school, but at least we found each other. If nothing else, I’ve come out of tonight with a new friend, and lord knows, I need as many of those as I can get.

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THE DREAM, the fourth book in the adult contemporary romantic comedy series, Creek Water, by Whitney Dineen

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Read the Series:

Book 1: THE EVENT
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Book 2: THE PLAN
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Book 3: THE PLAN 
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Book 4: THE DREAM 
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Author W.B. Dineen

Author W.B. Dineen

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

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

 

.Where to Find W.B. Dineen
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – OUT OF MY LEAGUE by Sarah Sutton

 

Welcome to the book blitz for OUT OF MY LEAGUE, a stand-alone young adult contemporary romance, by Sarah Sutton

Welcome to the book blitz for OUT OF MY LEAGUE, a stand-alone young adult contemporary fake-relationship romance, by Sarah Sutton. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

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OUT OF MY LEAGUE by Sarah Sutton

About the Book
Title: OUT OF MY LEAGUE
Author: Sarah Sutton
Publisher: Golden Crown Publishing, LLC
Release Date: June 16, 2020
Genre: Young Adult Contemporary Romance
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Synopsis
It’s all fun and games until someone catches feelings.

Sophia Wallace is convinced her life is over when her high school cuts the journalism program. Without the elective, she loses her chance to intern with the biggest newspaper company in the county, and why? All because the baseball team needs more funding.

To make matters worse, her boyfriend publicly dumps her at a party, which is mortifying. But the icing on the cake is when the captain of the baseball team and the most popular guy at Bayview High, Walsh Hunter, decides to be chivalrous. He jumps in, throws his arm around Sophia, and declares his undying love for her. In front of everyone.

Suddenly, Sophia is thrown into a world of fake relationships and undercover journalism, and she realizes she’s way, way out of her league.

Good thing she’s got the team captain to teach her how to play.

But faced with choosing between saving her journalism class or her newfound feelings for Walsh, will she strike out or hit a home run?

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Teaser from OUT OF MY LEAGUE, a stand-alone young adult contemporary romance, by Sarah Sutton

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Excerpt #2
Time passed as I stood at the door, enough for all thoughts of Scott to be scattered from my mind. So I jumped again when yet another knock came, lunging for the handle, ready to shout. “I swear, I will call the—”

But it wasn’t Scott. 

Walsh stood on the other side of the door with his blond eyebrows high up on his forehead. “Nice to see you, too?”

“What are you doing here?” I was ten kinds of disoriented, staring at his figure standing against the fading sky. Did I conjure him from my thoughts? “Why aren’t you at the bay? Aren’t the fireworks starting soon?”

“I didn’t go,” he told me, slipping his hands into the pockets of his shorts.

“What? What do you mean you didn’t go? Where have you been for the past few hours, then?”

Walsh reached a hand out to me, palm up. “I can show you.”

As enticing as his words were, I hesitated, glancing at the picture on the wall as if somehow my parents could see me through it. “I can’t leave the house.”

“Your house,” he said, eyes vivid with energy, “or your yard?”

Uh. “What?”

Walsh grabbed my hand and led me out onto my front porch, then down the two steps. “Close your eyes,” he commanded, his other hand coming around to my other shoulder to guide me. “I promise I won’t let you trip over anything.”

“Walsh—”

“Shh. Just say ‘yes, Walsh’ and close your eyes.”

I gritted my teeth but relented, swaying as my vision filled with black. “I hate surprises.”

Walsh pressed firmer against my side, his chest touching my shoulder, a smile in his voice. “I think you’ll like this one.”

Grass crunched beneath my bare toes as he moved me along, but I remained a good sport and kept my eyes sealed. Though it was silly, my heart started to beat faster, the anticipation making me nervous. His hands that curved over my shoulders were gentle, the pressure steady, his body close enough behind me that I could practically feel his proximity.

“Relax,” Walsh said, guiding me to a halt. “Your shoulders are so tense. I’m not about to kill you and stuff you in my trunk.”

“Your trunk’s huge. You seriously think you’d have to stuff me into it?”

Walsh was close enough that I could feel him chuckle.

“Can I open my eyes now?”

Walsh hesitated for a moment before he let go entirely. “Yes.”

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Young Adult Author Sarah Sutton

Author Sarah Sutton

About the Author
Sarah Sutton is a YA Romance author, bringing you stories about teenagers falling in love (sometimes with magic)✨She spends her days dreaming up ideas with her two adorable puppies by her side being cheerleaders (and mega distractions).

 

 

 

 

Where to Find Sarah Sutton
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Blog Tour – Excerpt + Giveaway – TAKING HER CHASE (Dare to Surrender Series) by Danielle Pays

 

Welcome to the blog tour for TAKING HER CHASE, the second book in the adult contemporary romance/romantic suspense, small town enemies-to-lovers series, Dare to Surrender, by Danielle Pays. See below for information on the book and series, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

Cover for TAKING HER CHASE, the second book in the adult contemporary romance/romantic suspense series, Dare to Surrender, by Danielle Pays

TAKING HER CHASE (Dare to Surrender Series #2) by Danielle Pays

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Title:
TAKING HER CHASE
Series: Dare to Surrender Series #2
Author: Danielle Pays
Release Date: June 9, 2020
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance/Romantic Suspense
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Synopsis
He’s in love with his best friend. She’s dating his number one suspect. What could go wrong?

Harmony Brose can’t stop fantasizing about her best friend. After a few drinks, she took a risk. She asked Chase to kiss her. It was the best kiss of her life. Until he jumped up and left, breaking her heart.

Officer Chase Harvey had thought about kissing Harmony for years but never crossed that line until that night. Fearing Harmony was drunk, he had to cut it off until he was sure she truly wanted him. Apparently she didn’t, because Harmony just started dating the new man in town.

Chase doesn’t have time to waste on regrets. A woman vanished from their small town and he’ll do whatever is necessary to solve the case. When evidence points to the new man, Chase must follow the lead. It has nothing at all to do with the fact the man is dating Harmony…

Now he has to decide. Is he willing to risk losing the woman he loves in order to protect her?

 

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Teaser from for TAKING HER CHASE, the second book in the adult contemporary romance/romantic suspense series, Dare to Surrender, by Danielle Pays

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Excerpt #1
They each drank another shot, and whatever Harmony had been mad about seemed to fade away. Then Chase noticed that her skirt was riding high up on her thighs as she sat next to him. He was about to pry his eyes away when a drop of her drink fell right onto her bare skin.

“Oops.” Harmony smiled at him.

What happened next, he could only blame on a combination of the shots and sitting too close to her. He reached down and wiped the drop away with his finger, then brought it to his mouth. When his gaze met hers, her eyes had darkened.

Shit. What was he doing?

“Didn’t want to waste any,” he said as he averted his gaze.

What the fuck? That was the best he could come up with?

Zach turned on some music, and Harmony asked Chase to stand up so she could get out of the booth. At this point, he’d do anything to get her focus away from what he’d just done. Once she was up, he sat back down. Mistake. Her hips were following the rhythm. Right in front of his face. He tried not to watch, but it was impossible.

“Let’s dance!” Harmony grabbed his hand and led him out to the dance floor.

Her body moved in ways he wasn’t used to seeing. When she turned away from him and shimmied closer, he backed up a step. The smile on her face as she glanced back at him was full of mischief. “This isn’t middle school, Harvey. You can touch me.”

Harvey. The name never sounded right coming from her. After entering the police academy, he’d asked everyone to call him by his last name. Even Harmony had finally obliged.

She inched back again and placed his hands on her hips. When her backside grazed against his crotch, his fingers dug deeper into her flesh. He needed to think about something else before his friend discovered she was making him hard as hell. 

Swamps, alligators, baseball. 

It was working. Then she spun, tossed her arms around his neck, and pressed her body up against his.

Shit.

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Book 1: CHASING HER TRUST
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Author Danielle Pays

Author Danielle Pays

About the Author
Danielle Pays writes steamy romance novels with a touch of suspense. When not trying to write her characters into some kind of trouble, she can be found guzzling coffee at her kids’ soccer games. Black coffee is a requirement as she lives in the Pacific Northwest.

 

 

 

 

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Release Day + Giveaway – SASSY BLONDE (Three Chicks Brewery Series) by Stacey Kennedy

 

Today is release day for SASSY BLONDE, the first book in the adult contemporary romance series, Three Chicks Brewery, by USA Today bestselling author, Stacey Kennedy

Today is release day for SASSY BLONDE, the first book in the adult contemporary romance series, Three Chicks Brewery, by USA Today bestselling author, Stacey Kennedy. See below for information on the book, buy links, the exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

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SASSY BLONDE (Three Chicks Brewery Series #1) by Stacey Kennedy

About the Book
Title: SASSY BLONDE
Series: Three Chicks Brewery Series #1
Author: Stacey Kennedy
Release Date: June 16, 2020
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance
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Synopsis
From USA Today bestselling author Stacey Kennedy comes a steamy contemporary romance featuring a brooding hero with too much baggage, a spirited heroine who is always up for adventure, and a sexy-as-hell road trip that will change their lives forever.

Maisie Carter has always been a free spirit. An artist by nature, she has no idea what she’s doing as co-owner of Three Chicks Brewery. But she’s determined to prove to her older sisters that she can be an asset to their grandfather’s beer legacy. The best way to do that? Make the rounds at Colorado’s craft brewery festivals and turn Foxy Diva, their top beer, into an award winner. Unfortunately, after more than one “beer mishap,” it becomes clear that she’s going to need some help.

Hayes Taylor knows he has a chip on his shoulder, but he has no interest in working through his traumatic past. He just wants to work on his horse farm, alone. The last thing he needs in his life is a woman, especially his dead wife’s best friend, the sweet-as-pie Maisie Carter. But she’s always brought out his protective instincts, and he can hardly say ‘no’ when she asks for his help…

As the two embark on the festival tour, beer filled days turn into lust filled nights, and neither Maisie nor Hayes can deny their growing attraction. But Hayes knows love leads to heartbreak…. Can Maisie show him that their love is worth the risk?

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Excerpt
“You’re fired.” 

Maisie balked at Clara, trying to ignore the dinging alarm coming from the hospital room across the hallway. She’d been in the hospital for six terribly long hours now. After she’d been knocked out, and an orthopedic surgeon realigned the fracture fragments, they’d given her a horribly ugly splint. While that all sucked, the worst part was that she had hurt her dominant hand. No painting. No drawing. No creating. For…weeks? That was bad. But this? “You can’t fire me,” she implored. 

“You and Amelia gave me full control of running the business, so I obviously can,” Clara said, placing her hands on her hips. “Even before your accident, I seriously doubted you could do this. Now? Maisie, let’s be real here, you can’t handle the festivals.” 

Defeat sank in, and even Maisie doubted herself, but yet, she still asked, “Who says I can’t?” 

Clara waved at the saline bag attached to Maisie’s hand and then pointed at Maisie’s broken finger. “I’d say today is evidence enough this isn’t working out.” Her sister’s expression softened, and she took Maisie’s uninjured hand and squeezed tight. “I know you wanted to do something more for the brewery than the logos and signage, and you tried. We’re proud of you.” 

Amelia nodded and gave a soft smile. “So proud.” 

Clara added, “But you’ve been struggling at this before you even hit the ground running. We’ll just have to find you something else to do within the company.” 

But there wasn’t anything else for Maisie to do, and they all knew it. Clara was the brains of the operation. Amelia was creator of the beer. Even, Penelope, their cousin, had taken over the brewery tours since Maisie, well…sucked at that too. Maisie was the painter, the dreamer, the woman trying desperately to fit into the box that she didn’t fit in. “Okay, I know having the keg fall on my hand wasn’t my finest moment,” she hedged, “but I can fix this.” 

Clara’s brows rose. “How?”

“I’ll figure that out soon,” Maisie said with a smile. 

Clara frowned. “That sugary sweet smile has gotten you many, many chances, but I’m afraid you’re out of them.” 

No! No. This couldn’t happen. Clara and Amelia had been fulfilling their end of their bargain. Maisie may have broken her finger, but she was determined to do the same. To help fulfill Pops’s final wish. “Just give me one more try,” she pleaded. “Please.” 

Obviously taking pity on Maisie, Amelia cut in, nudging Clara’s arm. “It’s not going to hurt anyone to give her one more chance.” 

A muscle near Clara’s eye twitched. Like, maybe a few of those gray hairs she dyed lately were because of Maisie. She finally huffed, then said to Maisie, “I don’t even pretend to know how you’ll pull this off, but fine, one more chance. That’s it, though, Maisie. Our reputation is riding on these festivals.” 

“Got it,” Maisie said with a firm nod. 

Clara loosed another breath and stepped closer to the bed to drop a kiss on Maisie’s forehead. “I’m sorry about your finger.” 

Clara wasn’t all tough. She had an incredibly soft heart. It was just that her heart had thorns around it, ready to hurt, if need be. Maisie couldn’t blame her. Clara had Mason to think of, and being a single mom was a big weight. The brewery had to succeed. 

“Thanks,” Maisie said, studying her finger in the splint. “It actually doesn’t even hurt anymore.” She smiled at her sisters. “But maybe that’s the morphine talking.” 

Amelia chuckled, her eyes twinkling. “Probably, but since you are feeling better, how about I go see about getting you out of here?” 

“Lord, yes, please.” Maisie had been stuffed into a semi-private room, the blue curtain separating her and the next bed. She didn’t want to be there when that next person came in. 

Clara grabbed her purse off the seat. “I need to pick up Mason from the sitter. She’s probably wondering where I am.” When Clara reached the curtain, she turned back. “You’re really okay?” 

Maisie nodded. “The only thing hurting right now is my ego.” 

Clara’s brow wrinkled, obviously disbelieving. “Okay, call me if you need me. I’ll stop off at the pharmacy and pick up your painkiller prescription” 

Maisie often felt bad for Clara. The burden of responsibility always rested on her shoulders. Maisie couldn’t remember the last time Clara ever did anything for herself. “Thanks. Love you.” She forced a smile, giving her sisters a quick wave before they shut the curtain closed behind them. 

The moment they were gone, tears pricked Maisie’s eyelids. One more chance, and then what? Before she broke her finger, she had doubts she could pull off the beer festivals without epically screwing up. Now? Even she knew the finish line was near impossible to reach. She couldn’t even move a damn keg without it falling on her.

This was beginning to feel like a nightmare she couldn’t wake up from. Being a disappointment to her sisters was normal. She’d always been Maisie, the baby who always got caught sneaking out and never followed the rules. But disappointing her grandfather, not seeing his final wish for the girls he’d raised come true, was harder to stomach. She slowly breathed through the pain, knowing one thing for certain—she could not fail.  

Voices stirred next to her as nurses rolled a bed in. A moment later, a high feminine voice snapped, “Sir, you need to stay in your bed.” 

“I’m fine. If you’d just let me go, I’d show you.”

There was a muffled creak as the person adjusted in the bed before the nurse practically growled, “I’m going to sedate you if you don’t stay put.” 

Maisie fought her laughter at that low baritone voice. Only one man would cause someone so much grief. She slid off the bed, grabbed the curtain, and whisked it open. First, she met the nurse’s scowl. Then she met Hayes’s whiskey-colored eyes. He practically filled the hospital bed with six-foot-two feet of pure, hardworking muscle. And just the sight of him warmed Maisie’s belly. 

That was a problem lately. Hayes had always been Laurel’s guy. Then Hayes had become a friend. But over the last few months, something had shifted between them, and Maisie still couldn’t figure out why her heart suddenly wanted him. But there was no denying the draw there, the want, the need. She’d tried to fight her growing attraction, feeling horribly guilty, but there was no point. Her heart demanded Hayes. While she knew Laurel would want them to be happy, Hayes hadn’t acted on the attraction, and neither had Maisie. Yet. To keep things light, she joked, “Aw, you felt so bad I was in here, you wanted to join me.” 

Hayes’s mouth twitched, his eyes warming when they met hers. “Didn’t want you feeling left out,” he said. 

A snort came from the doorway. Maisie glanced up, catching Beckett’s bemused expression. “I told him to wear armor. He didn’t listen.” 

Maisie smiled at Beckett, but her smile fell when she glanced at Hayes. “What happened?” 

Hayes looked more than annoyed, his eye twitching. “After your sisters brought you here, I went back to the farm. I had little a disagreement with a horse.” 

“No,” the nurse said. “He fell off a horse, and that’s why he needs to stay in this bed.” 

Maisie gave Hayes a totally fake chastising look. “You’re not being a terrible patient, are you?” 

Hayes set his jaw. “I don’t want to be a patient at all.” 

The nurse frowned at him. “You might have a concussion. The doctor wants you to stay overnight, just to be safe.” 

“Yeah, that’s not happening.” Hayes sat up, his large frame filling up the small space. He swung his legs over the side of the bed, sand falling off his cowboy boots. 

Maisie took in the dirt covering his worn blue jeans and black T-shirt, realizing he most definitely did have a fall. 

When he went to stand, she grabbed him by the arm with her uninjured hand, desperately aware of the muscles stretching and flexing beneath her fingers. “Don’t be stupid.” She pressed her hand to his chest and he willingly let her push him back on the bed. When the warmth of his eyes returned to hers, time stopped. She became instantly lost, trapped by the intensity she saw on his face. He slowly wrapped his fingers around her wrist, and maybe because it was the anniversary of Laurel’s death, or something else altogether, but she remembered the last time his fingers wrapped around her wrist.

“Maisie. Go home.” 

Maisie stood in the dark bedroom in the empty house. She had no idea how bad Hayes’s depression had gotten, when she’d been so deep in her own. Then Beckett called and begged her to help. Now, here, with Hayes, she couldn’t believe her eyes, and yet, she understood, having been so lost herself. 

The beautiful, expensive property that Hayes bought when he moved back to River Rock had been gorgeous when she’d come for the spreading of Laurel’s ashes on the weeping willow hanging over the creek. Now, without him mowing the lawn or tending to the property, everything was overgrown. The three-bedroom house had no furniture. Hayes slept on a camping mat on the floor, the curtains on the windows were drawn. The darkness of the place was near stifling. 

She’d been right where he was. Until her sisters’ love brought her back to life. 

Determined to get Hayes there too, she moved to the curtains and whisked them open, letting the sunlight spill inside. She turned back, finding Hayes lying curled on his side, looking thin, his hair long, his beard far past scruffy. “You’re getting up,” she told him. “We’re going outside.” 

When he didn’t move, she dropped to her knees next to him. He rolled onto his back and she placed her hand on his chest. “Laurel would be devastated if she saw you like this. You’re going to get up and face each day, with me here, until we both have some kind of life worth living.” 

Tears welled in his eyes. His fingers wrapped around her wrist tight. “I’ve got nothing left.” 

“That’s not true,” she said, hearing the raw emotion in her voice. “You’ve got me.” She grabbed the blanket and yanked it off, paying no attention to the fact that he was naked. She tossed him the jeans that rested in a heap on the floor next to him. “Get dressed. I’m making you breakfast.” 

Maisie blinked away the memory of the day Hayes had become her friend, instead of just Laurel’s husband. They’d come through dark times together, and they had history together. So much history. Some good. Some bad. Some unimaginably painful. But this new thing that had sprung out of nowhere over the last few months made her cheeks hot, and she averted his gaze. What was once friendly between them had become taut with tension that seemed to get tighter every day. This man staring at her wasn’t broken anymore. Hunger lived in his eyes. “You need to stay here,” she told him. “Let them look you over.” 

“I’m fine,” he said, his voice lower than before. 

Not wanting to, but knowing she had to, she slowly took her hand off his chest, watching her fingers drag against the hard muscles, feeling like touching him wasn’t all that friendly anymore. “I’ve been here all day,” she pointed out. “You can endure getting looked over.” 

He held her stare. “Fine, I’ll get looked over. But there”—he glared at the nurse—“is no way in hell I’m staying the night.” 

The nurse turned away, but even Maisie saw her roll her eyes as she left the room. 

Beckett laughed. 

Maisie nudged Hayes’s shoulder. “Be nice. You’re really annoying her.” 

Hayes snorted, lying his head back against the pillow, staring up at the ceiling, that muscle in his jaw twitching again. “Believe me, the feeling is mutual.”

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USA Today Bestselling Author Stacey Kennedy

Author Stacey Kennedy

About the Author
Stacey Kennedy is a USA Today bestselling author who writes contemporary romances full of heat, heart, and happily ever afters. With over 50 titles published, her books have hit Amazon, B&N, and Apple Books bestseller lists.

Stacey lives with her husband and two children in southwestern Ontario—in a city that’s just as charming as any of the small towns she creates. Most days, you’ll find her enjoying the outdoors with her family or venturing into the forest with her horse, Priya. Stacey’s just as happy curled up indoors, where she writes surrounded by her lazy dogs. She believes that sexy books about hot cowboys or alpha heroes can fix any bad day. But wine and chocolate help too..

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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – DECEPTION AND DESIRE (MacNaughton Castle Series) by Aubrey Wynne

 

Welcome to the book blitz for DECEPTION AND DESIRE, the first book in the adult historical romance series, MacNaughton Castle, by Aubrey Wynne

Welcome to the book blitz for DECEPTION AND DESIRE, the first book in the adult historical romance series, MacNaughton Castle, by Aubrey Wynne. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

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DECEPTION AND DESIRE (MacNaughton Castle Series #1) by Aubrey Wynne

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title: DECEPTION AND DESIRE
Series: MacNaughton Castle Series #1
Author: Aubrey Wynn
Publisher: Dragonblade Publishing, Inc.
Release Date: June 16, 2020
Genre:
Adult Historical Romance
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Synopsis
Two rebellious souls… An innocent deception… One scorching catastrophe…

Fenella Franklin is too tall, too intelligent, and has no title. Her talents lie in numbers and a keen business mind, not in the art of flirtation. When she becomes the object of a cruel wager during her come-out in London, she vows to put off the penniless noblemen vying for her sizeable dowry. But her season is cut short after her mother discovers the subterfuge, and Fenella retreats to Scotland.

Lachlan MacNaughton has neither the temperament nor the patience to be the next MacNaughton chief, preferring to knock heads together rather than placate bickering clansmen. He readily accepts a reprieve to help with the family’s textile mill in Glasgow. A sizzling chance encounter in the rain introduces him to the new female bookkeeper. His grandfather may want him back in the Highlands, but his heart has been lost in the Lowlands.

The attraction between Fenella and Lachlan sparks a passion not even two rebellious souls can deny. But an innocent deception tests their newfound love and threatens the freedom they both crave.

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Excerpt #2
The blood pulsed through Fenella, her temples throbbing as she gripped the iron handle and yanked with all her might. She stepped inside the entrance hall of the warehouse and leaned back against the great oak door. Her trembling hands pushed against the solid, ridged wood, trying to steady her racing heart. Mercy! What just happened? 

Heat flushed her cheeks again as his image came back to her. The warmth spread to her belly, doing somersaults that pushed a giggle up her throat. Her hand went to her mouth, still tingling with the touch of the man’s lips. He’d kissed her. He’d kissed her while he held her in his arms. As if she weighed no more than a child. She smiled as her fingers traced her lips. 

My first kiss. In the rain. With a stranger. Oh, if her mother could see her now. Would she approve, or only be irritated he’d been a Scot? 

A handsome Scot in a kilt, his knees showing above muscular calves. He’d held her close, and she’d been transfixed by those cobalt blue eyes. 

And all Fenella could manage was, “Oh.” She tipped back her head and closed her lids, shutting out the world for a moment. The image of his thick auburn waves, damp against his strong neck and chiseled face, made her shiver. He was the most divine man she’d ever seen. Touched. The only man she’d ever touched. Like that. Her heart pounded, and she couldn’t seem to catch her breath. Is this what sent those silly London girls into high-pitched titters?

Steady, now! Fenella took in deep gulps of air, hoping to recover some semblance of her wits. She had to present herself for an interview, in a bedraggled state, after being ravished by a stranger. In the middle of the afternoon! Her sister couldn’t have read a better plot in one of her romance novels. Her bonnet tipped, now perched precariously over one ear. Oh, Lord! Her hands flew to her damp locks, quickly smoothed them back, and adjusted her straw hat. She retied the ribbons and wiped the remaining moisture from her face. 

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Teaser from DECEPTION AND DESIRE, the first book in the adult historical romance series, MacNaughton Castle, by Aubrey Wynne

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Author Aubrey Wynne

Author Aubrey Wynne

About the Author
Bestselling and award-winning author Aubrey Wynne is an elementary teacher by trade, champion of children and animals by conscience, and author by night. She resides in the Midwest with her husband, dogs, horses, mule, and barn cats. Obsessions include wine, history, travel, trail riding, and all things Christmas. Her Chicago Christmas series has received the Golden Quill, Aspen Gold, Heart of Excellence, and the Gayle Wilson Award of Excellence and twice nominated as a Rone finalist by InD’tale Magazine. 

Aubrey’s first love is medieval romance but after dipping her toe in the Regency period in 2018 with the Wicked Earls’ Club, she was smitten. This inspired her spin-off series Once Upon a Widow and the Scottish Regency series A MacNaughton Castle Romance with Dragonblade Novels.  

 

 

 

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Release Day – ADAMANTINE by Rosie Weir

 

Today is release day for ADAMANTINE, an adult scifi romance, by Rosie Weir

Today is release day for ADAMANTINE, an adult scifi romance, by Rosie Weir. See below for information on the book, buy links, a link to add it to your Goodreads TBR, and an exclusive excerpt

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About the Book
Title: ADAMANTINE
Author: Rosie Weir
Genre: Adult Science Fiction Romance
Release Date: June 15, 2020
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Amazon DE | Amazon IT | Amazon FR

Synopsis
Deep in the Appalachian Mountains, a brilliant scientist and his daughter retreat from a catastrophic global plague. Worried for Molly’s future, James crafts the ultimate gift for his lonely little girl: A sentient AI charged with the task of protecting her and keeping her company in the event he is no longer able to do so. His creation, Will, is bestowed with an expansive intellect, superhuman strength, and a fierce protective streak. However, as year go by, Will’s feelings start to change from duty and service to something more. 

At eighteen, Molly knows little of the world beyond a collection of grainy VHS classics. Life with Will and James is idyllic. But Will’s mission to protect involves keeping dangerous secrets, including some that could destroy the trust between them forever. Will struggles with the rigid self-discipline of his programming, versus turbulent, irrational feelings that grow stronger each day. True love can’t exist without honesty and risk; the two things Will has been programmed to control at all costs. But trouble is brewing outside their sheltered utopia, and ignorance might be a luxury neither of them can afford any longer. 

From the primitive heights of the Appalachian Mountains to the revolutionary scientific breakthrough hidden within, Adamantine, a story of love, sacrifice, and sentience is scheduled to be released in June 2020.

 

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Excerpt
Fatigue lines circled James Walkers eyes and forehead; dry canals of wrinkled flesh ran down the sides of his face. A flood of light washed over him, flickering ever so often. He found himself hissing at that inconvenience before resuming his examination. James spent months inspecting every piece of hardware and taking voice notes—he was ready to proceed.

“James Walker, Ph.D.,” he said into the recorder. “After meticulous examination that produced minor wins and fails, everything seems to be in order. The mechanism is responsive. I’m proceeding to the next step—implementation. Cooling systems have taken to the previous modifications, refer to doc-234. Internal examinations will continue intermittently.” 

James clicked off the recorder and sighed. He walked across the room and paused inches from his destination, letting his eyes scan the table and its contents. The thin, silicone-based polymer suit reflected the soft light in the room. The project was close to completion and when he thought of what was at stake, the usual litany of questions and doubts arose. He scratched his stubble and pushed aside thoughts of consequence. He knew all too well that one wrong move might bring down his research like a flimsy deck of cards.

“Positivity doesn’t exist in the realm of fringe science, but you have to try,” he muttered under his breath. Those words fueled James, who focused on the most favorable outcome.

The augmented bio-hybrid suit had muscles, tendons, and ligaments designed to replicate the human body—an exact replica. He rolled the table close to the gurney then proceeded to couple the parts together. It took thirty minutes of concentrated effort to get the body sheathed. James took a step back and admired his masterpiece. It reminded him of a Renaissance anatomical painting he once saw in a museum. A smile tugged at the corner of his lips, but he wiped it away with the back of his hand. He attached a transfusion tube to the small glass cylinder filled with dense liquid. He injected the mixture into the body’s cervical vertebrae. Spider-like microscopic nanocells hurried down the spine and spread into the hybrid suit. The muscle tissues expanded and solidified over the impenetrable frame underneath.

James watched the process unfold. His heart beat in double time, eager to move to the next phase. The pulsating vibe in his ears synced with his anxiety. He ambled to a wall lined with metal cabinets and retrieved the synthetic skin from its compartment. At the table, he arranged them over the entire body like a giant jigsaw puzzle. He watched the panels of skin adhere to one another. His hands imprisoned within his pockets to resist the urge to touch. Soon, skin covered the mechanical suit and a man lay in its place. The transformation was a success. 

Exhausted, James glanced at his watch and wondered if he should call it a night or continue to the next phase. Logic advised against that course of action, but the restless inventor needed to proceed. A tremor ran through his hand, a reminder of the imminent situation he was in. Time was no longer a commodity he could afford. 

He shook off the reverie and began the final phase. He flipped a switch and waited. 

James didn’t expect movement, so when the eyes fluttered, he was startled. Rapid eye movement meant the system transmitted the packets of data through a private server James created, which allowed limited access to a vast global network.       

“William? Can you hear me?” James whispered. He moved closer to the table and repeated the question. The eyes continued to flutter for a moment, then flew open. Gracefully, the body sat up and surveyed the room. It—he—was trying to assess its surroundings. 

“How do you feel?” James asked tentatively. 

“William? Is that my name?” His deep voice resonated throughout the room. His eyes stopped on the bespectacled man in a dark green, cable knit sweater, who stood next to the table. He looked to be in his fifties with tired blue eyes and short, graying, brown hair.  

“Yes. Your name is William. And my name is James. I am your creator.” 

The AI tilted his head to the side. His dark brown eyes rose to meet James’. “You’re ill. You ha—”

“I-I know,” James interrupted. “Do you know what you are?” 

Will held up his hands and flexed the digits. “Am I awake, or am I programmed to feel awake?”

James smiled and sat in a chair near the wall. Excitement welled up inside him. “The fact you even ask that question gives me hope that you are exactly what you’re meant to be.”

“I’m not human,” Will stated.  

“No, you’re far more advanced. I was able to correlate specific patterns of the central nervous system with emotions and thought processes to create something beyond a program—an organism. You are the first AI ever to have this organism installed.” 

They held each other’s gaze for a moment before James broke contact and continued. 

“This evolutionary system will gradually alter and determine your choices based on the human interaction you experience throughout your life, much like a regular person. Over time—I’m not sure how long—but over time, you will start to engage in a more human-like behavior. You will continue to write code as a sentient being.”

Will canted his head and blinked rapidly. “I’ll be able to freely write my own code?” 

“To a degree. There are restrictions, uh, goal-oriented programs. More specifically, there is a source code which will prevent you from accessing data that can alter or corrupt your program. Once certain milestones are crossed, you will have the ability to act upon your own thoughts and emotions.” James looked at Will and let out a deep sigh. The expunged breath formed a visible cloud over his face before it dissipated. “For the time being, I need you to remain here in the lab until I’m certain your program is fully functional and is safe enough.”

“Safe enough for what?” William asked.

James didn’t answer.

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ADAMANTINE, a stand-alone adult scifi romance, by Rosie Weir, is available now

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Debut author, Rosie Weir

Author Rosie Weir

About the Author
Rosie Weir is an authoress by passion and now profession. She penned her first story at the age of 10 and has been writing ever since. Obsessed with science fiction, horror, and sometimes dark historical romances, her writing repertoire is wide-ranging and wildly diverse. On a quest to tell unconventional stories, human behavior and humanness are at the heart of all her literary works; stories that inspire readers to rethink and reshape their perspectives. When she’s not busy writing, she’s baking and chasing after a tiny, and rambunctious human.

Her debut novel, Adamantine, is scheduled to be released in June 2020 with The Champagne Book Group..

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Where to find Rosie Weir
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Release Day + Giveaway – TRAP ‘N’ TRACE (Federal K-9 Series) by Tee O’Fallon

Today is release day for TRAP ‘N’ TRACE, the the fourth book in the adult contemporary romantic suspense series, Federal K-9, by Tee O'Fallon

Today is release day for TRAP ‘N’ TRACE, the the fourth book in the adult contemporary romantic suspense series, Federal K-9, by Tee O’Fallon. See below for information on the book and series, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

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TRAP ‘N’ TRACE (Federal K-9 Series #4) by Tee O’Fallon

About the Book
Title: TRAP ‘N’ TRACE
Series: Federal K-9 #4
Author: Tee O’Fallon
Publisher: Entangled Publishing
Release Date: June 16, 2020
Genre:
 Adult Contemporary Romance/Romantic Suspense
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Synopsis
Secrets leave a deadly trail.

For wealthy socialite Katrina Vandenburg, business meetings and charity galas are all part of her orderly, structured world—one that gets blown to hell after finding two dead bodies in the same day. The police think she was in the wrong place at the wrong time. FBI Special Agent Dayne Andrews thinks otherwise. Dayne and his K-9 Remy are tracking a cold-blooded killer, and that trail…leads straight to Kat.

Kat and her rescue shelter—the Canine Haven—are the only common denominators between the murders, and Dayne is convinced she’s dead center in the killer’s sights. Protecting her will test every ounce of his steely resolve. She’s the most intriguing woman he’s ever met. And everything he shouldn’t want. Too bad neither of them seem to have gotten the memo.

And they need to focus on catching a killer now more than ever. Because if Dayne and Remy fail in their mission, nothing will stand between Kat and the killer’s deadly blade.

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Excerpt
High heels clicked as Kat glided down the stairs into the foyer, looking so regal and so incredibly beautiful Dayne was struck utterly dumb. For the last four days, he’d tried not to think about kissing her again. Since then, they’d avoided each other as much as possible and barely spoken. Now he couldn’t talk even if he wanted to. 

Her rich chestnut hair was pulled back into a cluster of curls, and as she turned to greet his friends, the glittery clip in her hair shimmered like jewels. Her gown was just as glittery, reminding him of pale pink champagne. Tiny sleeves fell just off her shoulders, displaying the graceful curves of her upper arms and shoulders and making him want to kiss every inch of exposed skin. The dress’s neckline dipped to a deep vee, stopping just short of baring the tops of her breasts, while the rest of the 

gown hugged her torso and hips, flaring at the bottom in pink waves. Dayne hadn’t known his mouth hung open until Eric’s hand beneath his chin nudged it shut. 

“You look amazing,” Tess said. 

“Thank you.” Kat gave Tess a quick hug. “How’s Rosie doing? Are she and Tiger still getting along well?” 

“You should see them together.” Tess whipped out her phone and pulled up pics Dayne had already seen of Eric’s Dutch Shepherd K-9, Tiger, and the pretty Australian sheepdog-shepherd Tess had adopted from the Haven. 

Kat shifted to look at the phone, and holy hell. He’d thought the front of her dress was eye-catching. I’m doomed. The back of the dress draped—no, make that swooped— teasingly low to just above her waist, leaving most of her back exposed. All that smooth, creamy skin called to him like an ice cream cone to a kid on a 95-degree day. He wanted to lick every last inch. Someone gulped, and damned if it wasn’t him.

Jaime unclipped his cell and began snapping shots of Dayne. “I gotta send these to Nick and Matt.”
Kade and Eric joined in, and the air filled with the snapping clicks of cell phone cameras.

Dayne gritted his teeth so hard they squeaked. “Knock. It. Off.” 

Kat stepped closer, massaging her chin as she examined the tux. “Something is a bit off. I wonder…” She pulled open the right side of the jacket, exposing his Glock. “Must you really wear this dastardly weapon of death? It ruins the cut.” 

He shot her an unwavering stare. “I really must.”

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Book 1: LOCK ‘N’ LOAD
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Book 2: ARMED ‘N’ READY
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Book 3: DARK ‘N’ DEADLY
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Author Tee O’Fallon

Author Tee O’Fallon

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

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Blog Tour – Excerpt – THE MARRIAGE GAME by Sara Desai

 

Welcome to the blog tour for THE MARRIAGE GAME, a stand-alone adult contemporary romance, by Sara Desai, One of Oprah Magazine's Most Anticipated Romances of 2020

Welcome to the blog tour for THE MARRIAGE GAME, a stand-alone adult contemporary romance, by Sara Desai, One of Oprah Magazine’s Most Anticipated Romances of 2020. See below for information on the book, buy links, a link to add it to your Goodreads TBR, and an exclusive excerpt.

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THE MARRIAGE GAME by Sara Desai

About the Book
Title:
THE MARRIAGE GAME
Author: Sara Desai
Publisher: Berkley
Release Date: June 9, 2020
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance
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Synopsis
One of Oprah Magazine’s Most Anticipated Romances of 2020

A high stakes wager pits an aspiring entrepreneur against a ruthless CEO in this sexy romantic comedy.

After her life falls apart, recruitment consultant Layla Patel returns home to her family in San Francisco. But in the eyes of her father, who runs a Michelin starred restaurant, she can do no wrong. He would do anything to see her smile again. With the best intentions in mind, he offers her the office upstairs to start her new business and creates a profile on an online dating site to find her a man. She doesn’t know he’s arranged a series of blind dates until the first one comes knocking on her door…

As CEO of a corporate downsizing company Sam Mehta is more used to conflict than calm. In search of a quiet new office, he finds the perfect space above a cozy Indian restaurant that smells like home. But when communication goes awry, he’s forced to share his space with the owner’s beautiful yet infuriating daughter Layla, her crazy family, and a parade of hopeful suitors, all of whom threaten to disrupt his carefully ordered life.

As they face off in close quarters, the sarcasm and sparks fly. But when the battle for the office becomes a battle of the heart, Sam and Layla have to decide if this is love or just a game.

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Excerpt 1
“You’re sitting at my desk.” She put the pot on the reception desk and folded her arms.

Sam shuffled his papers, spreading them across the polished wood surface for no reason other than to keep his gaze off her distractingly perfect breasts. “I didn’t see your name on it.”

“Just look at your lease. You’ll see it written across the top, or can’t you read big words like Patel?”

“I don’t recall seeing any identification,” he countered. “For all I know, you could have just walked in off the street. You’re certainly not dressed like you’re running a business.”

Eyes blazing, she glared. “What’s wrong with how I’m dressed?”

“An apron and a pink tracksuit with Juicy written across the ass are hardly serious business attire and they certainly don’t scream swipe right on desi Tinder.”

Sam didn’t know if there was such a thing as Tinder for people of South Asian descent living abroad, but if it did exist, he and Layla would definitely not have been a match.

Layla gave a growl of frustration. “You may be surprised to hear that I don’t live my life seeking male approval. I’m just getting over a breakup so I’m a little bit fragile. Last night, I went out with Daisy and drank too much, smoked something I thought was a cigarette, danced on a speaker, and fell onto some loser named Jimbo, whose girlfriend just happened to be an MMA fighter and didn’t like to see me sprawled on top of her man. We had a minor physical altercation and I was kicked out of the bar. Then I got dumped on the street by my Uber driver because I threw up in his cab. So today, I just couldn’t manage office wear. It’s called self-care, and we all need it sometimes. Danny certainly didn’t mind.” Danny certainly didn’t mind.”

“Who’s Danny?” The question came out before he could stop it.

“Someone who appreciates all I’ve got going here…” She ran a hand in and out of her generous curves. “… and isn’t hung up on trivial things like clothes.” She tugged off the apron and folded it on the crock-pot.

“I’m not hung up on clothes either,” Sam teased. “When I’m with a woman I prefer her to have no clothes at all.”

“You’re disgusting.” Layla grabbed her crock-pot and donuts and marched into the small kitchen at the back of the office. 

Sam heard cupboards bang. Cutlery clatter. Angry mutters and a huff. A few minutes later Layla marched back out with a bowl of dal in one hand and two donuts circling her finger like rings. 

Only when she sat down and proceeded to eat one of the donuts off her finger did he realize he hadn’t done any work since she walked in.

“Donuts and dal are not two foods that naturally go together,” he pointed out.

Layla took a giant bite and licked her lips. “Do you not have work to do? Or are you just going to sit there and look pretty?”

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Author Sara Desai

Author Sara Desai

About the Author
Sara Desai has been a lawyer, radio DJ, marathon runner, historian, bouncer and librarian. She lives on Vancouver Island with her husband, kids and an assortment of forest creatures who think they are pets. Sara writes sexy romantic comedy and contemporary romance with a multicultural twist. When not laughing at her own jokes, Sara can be found eating nachos.

 

 

 

 

Where to Find Sara Desai
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Blog Tour – Excerpt – COLD WICKED LIES (Cold Justice – Crossfire Series) by Toni Anderson

 

Welcome to the blog tour for COLD WICKED LIES, the third book in the adult romantic suspense series, Cold Justice - Crossfire, by New York Times bestselling author, Toni Anderson

Welcome to the blog tour for COLD WICKED LIES, the third book in the adult romantic suspense series, Cold Justice – Crossfire, by New York Times bestselling author, Toni Anderson. See below for information on the book and series, buy links, and an exclusive excerpt.

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COLD WICKED LIES (Cold Justice – Crossfire Series #3) by Toni Anderson

About the Book
Title: COLD & DEADLY
Series: Cold Justice – Crossfire Series #3
Author: Toni Anderson
Release Date: June 8, 2020
Genre: Adult Romantic Suspense
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Synopsis
Read the latest FBI romantic thriller by New York Times bestselling author Toni Anderson.

In an effort to halt an armed standoff, FBI negotiator Charlotte Blood tries to unravel the mystery of a young woman’s death on a remote mountainside. Pity she has to fight her stubborn, sexy, Hostage Rescue Team counterpart every step of the way.

As a highly skilled operative, HRT leader Payne Novak doesn’t have time to play detective or make nice with killers who flout the law. His focus is getting inside the compound and ending the siege as quickly as possible.

Forced to work together, the battle-hardened HRT team leader and the quietly determined negotiator figure out they might have more in common than they anticipated. As the clock ticks, Charlotte discovers there are some dangers she can’t talk her way out of, and the race to unearth long-buried lies becomes a matter of survival for everyone on the mountain.

 

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Excerpt #1
She wagged the pen at him and moved closer. “You know, it’s exhausting trying to keep up with your moods.”

“My moods?”

“Hot one minute. Cold the next.”

“Then don’t bother trying.” His voice was low and terse. He sounded mean. Good. He removed his sunglasses and gave her his flattest stare.

Charlotte blinked and then rolled her eyes. “For some reason I keep giving you the benefit of the doubt, that you’re not actually an ass. That you actually do like and respect me like you said back at the base.”

Novak opened his mouth to respond but she never gave him a chance to speak.

“But you’re grumpy every time I talk to some guy—” She cut herself off and stared at him with eyes that kept growing bigger.

He folded his arms over his chest. “What?”

She held his stare and he wished he had the strength to sever the connection.

“You’re jealous,” she said.

“Ha.” He walked around her waving a hand in defeat as he strode back to the Suburban. “That’s ridiculous.”

“Ridiculous?”

“Nonsensical. I’m not jealous. You’re delusional.”

He got in the cab and she opened the passenger door. “Not delusional. Spot on. Oh my god. I’ve seen more than a few signs. Like when I talk to or about Truman, you scowl.”

“That’s my resting bitch face.” He grabbed the coffee she’d purchased and left in the cup holder and took a slug.

“We’ve already established you’re attracted to me.”

The coffee spurted out. Oh god. She was talking about his hard-on that morning. He almost choked and grabbed a tissue to clean up the mess.

“You’re an attractive woman. I’m not blind.” He wasn’t gonna blush because of an autonomic biological reaction. Fuck. 

She strapped herself in and reached for her own cup as he went to pick up his sandwich. Their hands brushed. Both froze.

She didn’t move her hand away and he couldn’t remove his. The connection felt both ephemeral and fragile and like something he wasn’t equipped to deal with, was not trained for. He wanted to turn his fingers over and interlink them with hers. All the anger and embarrassment drained out of him. But the frustration built. Frustration that he wasn’t the sort of guy a woman like Charlotte Blood would want. 

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New York Times and USA Today bestselling author, Toni Anderson

Author Toni Anderson

About the Authors
Toni Anderson writes award-winning, bestselling, FBI Romantic Thrillers. She is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author, RITA® finalist, science nerd, professional tourist, dog lover, gardener, mom. Anderson‘s books have won the Readers’ Choice Award, Aspen Gold, National Excellence in Romance Fiction, Book Buyers’ Best.

Originally from a small town in Shropshire, England, Toni studied Marine Biology at University of Liverpool (B.Sc.) and University of St. Andrews (Ph.D.) with the intention she’d never be far from the ocean. Well, that plan backfired and she ended up in the Canadian prairies with her biology professor husband, two kids, a rescue dog, and a laid-back leopard gecko.

Toni started writing while pregnant with her first child and never stopped. Her greatest achievements are mastering the Tokyo subway, climbing Ben Lomond, snorkeling the Great Barrier Reef, and surviving fifteen Winnipeg winters (fingers crossed). She loves to travel for research purposes and was lucky enough to visit the Strategic Information and Operations Center inside FBI Headquarters in Washington, D.C. in 2016. She also got to shove another (police) car off the road during pursuit training at the Writer’s Police Academy. Basically she has way too much fun!

Where to Find Toni Anderson
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – FALSE START FAIRY TALE by Kelly St-Laurent

 

Welcome to the book blitz for FALSE START FAIRY TALE, a stand-alone adult contemporary romance by Kelly St-Laurent

Welcome to the book blitz for FALSE START FAIRY TALE, a stand-alone adult contemporary romance by Kelly St-Laurent. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

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FALSE START FAIRY TALE by Kelly St-Laurent

About the Book
Title: FALSE START FAIRY TALE
Author: Kelly St-Laurent
Release Date: June 9, 2020
Genre:
Adult Contemporary Romance
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Synopsis
Adèle Villeneuve is attempting the impossible. At twenty-four she’s opened an events company in her small French village, which at last count has a population of 1501. Even her parents tried to stop her. But Adèle has a plan. Or, at least she did.

Then the Reniers returned to town.

Aside from the dilapidated chateau that’s sat in ruin for the past forty years, Saint-Germain is known for one other thing: a bitter feud between the Reniers and the Villeneuves that has gone on for so long no one remembers how it started. It’s practically folklore, a hatred so deep it ended with the Reniers leaving France back in the eighties, never to be seen or heard from again.

Until now.

With the feud reignited, Adèle’s quiet life is upended. Even more so when she finds out that the Reniers are not only refurbishing the chateau but also opening a competing events company. When Finn Renier, the alluring son of her father’s enemy, offers her a truce that could save her business, she makes a decision that goes against her family, a choice that changes everything.

As she finds herself falling for the one person she’s not supposed to, secrets and lies become entangled, a dangerous truth threatening to be revealed.

Because Finn isn’t all that he seems.

And the Reniers didn’t just return to Saint-Germain for a fresh start.

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Excerpt #2
“What were you doing out for a drive at seven o’clock in the morning?” she asks, bringing the coffees over to the table. 

“I like driving,” I say, joining her on the sofa. My dream floods my brain, the memories haunting me like a nightmare.

“Are you okay?” she asks, watching me closely. 

“Yeah.” I force a smile. “So how are you feeling about tonight?”

She leans heavily against the sofa. “I’m nervous. I mean, usually I get anxious before events, but today, knowing I have to take part, it has my stomach tied in knots.”

“What are you nervous about?”

She looks at me like I’m missing a key point. “I have to take part.”

“You’ll be great,” I say, meaning it. 

Her laughter is light but uneasy. “I don’t do well with strangers.”

“Isn’t event management all about meeting strangers?” 

“That’s different,” she says. “I’m okay with clients. I know this business and I’m good at what I do. But a table of singles, all there to size each other up, that is not something I’m comfortable with.”

There’s a vulnerability in her words, and I can tell there’s more to this than she’s letting on. “Well, you won’t be alone,” I tell her. “I’ll be there.”

She gives me the smallest smile. “Somehow I think you’ll do fine tonight all on your own.”

“Oh yeah? Why’s that?”

“Well, you’re…” She motions toward me as though that answers my question.

“I’m what?” 

Her cheeks flush, and I enjoy it far too much. 

“You’re…”

“I’m…?”

“You’re actually going to make me say it, aren’t you?” 

“I have no idea what you’re trying to say,” I tell her, even though I do. 

“For goodness’ sake, Finn, you know you’re handsome.”

I can’t stop myself from smiling. “You think I’m handsome?”

She groans in frustration. “As if you don’t stand in front of the mirror every day thinking that same thought.”

“Well, yeah,” I say, making her laugh. “But that doesn’t mean I don’t like hearing other people say it.”

“That’s narcissistic.” She takes a sip of her coffee. 

“There’s nothing wrong with liking the way you look. And besides” —I take a sip of mine— “you’re the one who brought it up.”

For a moment, we don’t talk, the silence between us comfortable, as though we’ve done this a thousand times. Me sitting on her couch, drinking coffee, asking about her day. When her phone buzzes, she picks it up off the table, her nose scrunching slightly. 

“Serena’s on her way. You probably shouldn’t be here when she arrives.”

“Are we hiding our friendship from Serena too?”

Adèle looks at me with something in her eyes I can’t make sense of. “I think it might be easier, for now, if we keep this to ourselves.”

I finish my espresso and get up from the sofa. “Well, secret friend, thank you for the coffee.”

She stands, and I notice she seems nervous. “Thank you for your help.”

I make my way to the door and stop, turning back to face her. “Don’t worry about tonight,” I say. “The men won’t be able to keep their eyes off of you.”

I take my leave, not daring to look back at her, not daring to let her know that I’ll be one of them.

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FALSE START FAIRY TALE, a stand-alone adult contemporary romance by Kelly St-Laurent is Now Available!

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Author Kelly St-Laurent

Author Kelly St-Laurent

About the Author
From the moment when she believed that the worlds inside the television were real, Kelly StLaurent has run away with her imagination.

Born in one of the most beautiful corners of the planet, she spent her childhood inspired by the mountains and oceans of New Zealand, constantly wondering about the places beyond the horizon. At age nineteen she decided to find out and hopped a plane to Canada. And, so began her love affair with the Great White North, that has come to be her second home.

Prior to writing her first novel in 2016, Kelly worked as a production coordinator in visual effects where she got to help bring fairies, dragons and monsters to life.

Kelly currently lives in Montreal with her husband Alex and their Shetland Sheepdog Bucky. When she isn’t writing, she’s often found re-watching her favorite films with a wine in hand.

She still believes the world inside her television is real.

Where to find Kelly St-Laurent
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Release Day + Giveaway – TAKING HER CHASE (Dare to Surrender Series) by Danielle Pays

 

Today is release day for TAKING HER CHASE, the second book in the adult contemporary romance/romantic suspense, small town enemies-to-lovers series, Dare to Surrender, by Danielle Pays. See below for information on the book and series, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

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TAKING HER CHASE (Dare to Surrender Series #2) by Danielle Pays

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Title:
TAKING HER CHASE
Series: Dare to Surrender Series #2
Author: Danielle Pays
Release Date: June 9, 2020
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance/Romantic Suspense
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Synopsis
He’s in love with his best friend. She’s dating his number one suspect. What could go wrong?

Harmony Brose can’t stop fantasizing about her best friend. After a few drinks, she took a risk. She asked Chase to kiss her. It was the best kiss of her life. Until he jumped up and left, breaking her heart.

Officer Chase Harvey had thought about kissing Harmony for years but never crossed that line until that night. Fearing Harmony was drunk, he had to cut it off until he was sure she truly wanted him. Apparently she didn’t, because Harmony just started dating the new man in town.

Chase doesn’t have time to waste on regrets. A woman vanished from their small town and he’ll do whatever is necessary to solve the case. When evidence points to the new man, Chase must follow the lead. It has nothing at all to do with the fact the man is dating Harmony…

Now he has to decide. Is he willing to risk losing the woman he loves in order to protect her?

 

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Excerpt
Harmony answered her phone. “Good afternoon.”

“Hey, sexy.”

Even through the phone, this man’s voice caused her to squeeze her thighs together.

“Will you be working all night?”

“Actually no. That’s why I called. I’ll be done in about two hours. Do you want to hang out?”

Yes!

“That sounds good,” she said casually.

“All right. I can swing by and pick you up.”

“I’m at Lauren’s. Can you pick me up here?”

He chuckled, and she could imagine the lines by his eyes when he smiled.

“You two having happy hour?”

“Yep.”

“All right. Just don’t get too carried away. I have plans for you later, and you’ll need your energy.”

“What plans?” 

She took a drink of wine to keep from laughing. She knew what he was thinking but was curious what he would say when pressed.

“Plans that involve my head between your thighs.”

She spat out her wine. “Holy shit, Chase.”

He laughed. “Too much?”

She grabbed a napkin off the table and cleaned up. “No, just unexpected. I guess I never really knew this side of you.”

“Just thinking of you brings up so many dirty thoughts.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. And I can’t wait to share every one with you.”

“You want to share some more now?”

He chuckled. “I never knew you liked dirty talk.”

“There is a lot you don’t know about me,” she said, hoping her voice sounded sultry.

“Mmm. Is that so?”

“If you play your cards right, I might let you get to know more.” 

He growled. “Tonight, I’m going to get to know you really well, babe. I’ll see you in a couple of hours.”

“I’m looking forward to it.” 

She ended the call. “Damn that man!”

“Someone has it bad.” Lauren walked into the room, carrying a bowl.

“Yeah. I do.”

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Book 1: CHASING HER TRUST
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Author Danielle Pays

Author Danielle Pays

About the Author
Danielle Pays writes steamy romance novels with a touch of suspense. When not trying to write her characters into some kind of trouble, she can be found guzzling coffee at her kids’ soccer games. Black coffee is a requirement as she lives in the Pacific Northwest.

 

 

 

Where to Find Danielle Pays
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – ONE HOT TEXAS SUMMER (Prentice Brothers of Sweet Ridge Series) by Nicole Flockton

 

Welcome to the book blitz for ONE HOT TEXAS SUMMER the first book in the adult contemporary romance series, Prentice Brothers of Sweet Ridge, by Nicole Flockton

Welcome to the book blitz for ONE HOT TEXAS SUMMER the first book in the adult contemporary romance series, Prentice Brothers of Sweet Ridge, by USA Today bestselling author, Nicole Flockton. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

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ONE HOT TEXAS SUMMER (Prentice Brothers of Sweet Ridge Series #1) by Nicole Flockton

About the Book
Title: ONE HOT TEXAS SUMMER
Series: Prentice Brothers of Sweet Ridge Series #1
Author: Nicole Flockton
Publisher: Tule Publishing
Release Date: May 26, 2020
Genre:
Adult Contemporary Romance
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Synopsis
She’s been fooled before by sweet words and hot kisses.

Kelly Turner loves being a florist, and being asked to take the lead on the new site for the town’s festival is an honor. If only she didn’t have to work closely with the town player, Tate Prentice. After being burned once by a serial cheater, her inconvenient attraction toward Tate needs to be nipped in the bud.

Tate Prentice’s focus is on ensuring his father recovers fully from his stroke and making sure the family’s peach farm continues to thrive. When his brother nominates the farm to be the satellite site for the festival, he’s less than impressed. The only good thing is he’ll be working with Kelly – even though he knows she’ll never give him a second glance, not with his reputation.

The more time Kelly spends with Tate, the more she sees the man behind the reputation. Can she trust her instincts, or will her heart be broken once again?

 

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Teaser from ONE HOT TEXAS SUMMER the first book in the adult contemporary romance series, Prentice Brothers of Sweet Ridge, by Nicole Flockton

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Excerpt #2
Outside, the sounds of summer surrounded them. Crickets trilled, calling for company. A light veil of humidity hung in the air, not quite stifling yet. Come July and August, humidity would be heavy and unpleasant. Hopefully, Mother Nature would play nice for Founders’ Day and make the days and evenings pleasant. 

“Where did you park your car?” he asked.

“Behind the shop.”

“Okay.” Tate headed in that direction, aware that he still had his arm around Kelly’s shoulders. Interesting. Why hadn’t she shaken him off? Not that he was complaining. She fit snugly, and he could get used to it. 

A second later, she took a step to the right and his arm slipped to his side. The universe liked to give and then take away from him pretty quickly. 

“You don’t have to walk me to my car, Tate. I’m a big girl and can get there by myself. The town is safe.” 

He shoved his hands in his pocket to stop from reaching for her again. “I’m aware of that, but Dad would box my ears if he knew I’d let you walk alone after spending the evening with you.” 

“Ahh, the gentlemanly gestures. It’s kind of sad they’re dying out.” 

“You sound like you don’t want that to happen. You do know you just told me I didn’t have to do one of those gentlemanly gestures with dinner.” 

She shrugged. “I have mixed feelings. I’ve been on my own for a long time. I’m an independent business owner. I’m in charge of my own life. And I love that, but when I listen to Mom talk about the early days of her and Dad’s courtship, it kind of makes me sad that some of those traditions are being lost. Some days, I’d like to experience it, and other days I don’t.” 

Tate itched to rest his arm on her lower back as they walked down the darkened alley by her shop. Would this be one of those gestures she wanted? He compromised and raised his hand to her lower back, not touching but close enough that he could if she needed it. “I’m sure in time a balance will be struck that will please everyone.” 

“I hope so,” she murmured as they stopped by her car, unlocking it. The flashing lights brightened the night for a heartbeat. 

Deciding to risk it, he leaned around her and opened the door for her. “I had a really nice evening tonight, Kel. Thanks for asking me to join you.” 

She looked up at him, the action bringing her face closer to his. In the muted glow from the only light in the parking lot, he caught the way her tongue darted out to moisten her lips. Tate bit back a groan. Memories from earlier in the day when he’d been tempted to kiss her in his kitchen slammed into him. His blood heated and his lower body tightened in his jeans. 

He didn’t miss the increase in her breathing. “Kel?” he asked, sure of what he wanted but not wanting to assume she wanted the same thing. 

“Tate,” she whispered and swayed a fraction toward him. 

He rested his hand on her hip and lowered his head, keeping his eyes open. If she pulled back, he would give her space. Only she raised her face and their lips met. 

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Teaser from ONE HOT TEXAS SUMMER the first book in the adult contemporary romance series, Prentice Brothers of Sweet Ridge, by Nicole Flockton

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USA Today bestselling author Nicole Flockton writes sexy contemporary romances, seducing you one kiss at a time as you turn the pages

Author Nicole Flockton

About the Author
USA Today Bestselling author Nicole Flockton writes sexy contemporary romances, seducing you one kiss at a time as you turn the pages. Nicole likes nothing better than taking characters and creating unique situations where they fight to find their true love.

On her first school report her teacher noted “Nicole likes to tell her own stories”. It wasn’t until after the birth of her first child and after having fun on a romance community forum that she finally decided to take the plunge and write a book.

Apart from writing Nicole is busy looking after her very own hero – her wonderfully supportive husband, and two fabulous kids. She also enjoys watching sports and, of course, reading.

 

 

 

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Blog Tour – Excerpt – THE COWBOY’S CLAIM (Tillbridge Stables Series) by Nina Crespo

 

Welcome to the blog tour for THE COWBOY’S CLAIM, the first book in the adult contemporary romance series, Tillbridge Stables, by Nina Crespo

Welcome to the blog tour for THE COWBOY’S CLAIM, the first book in the adult contemporary romance series, Tillbridge Stables, by Nina Crespo. See below for information on the book and series, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and a link to add it to your Goodreads TBR.

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THE COWBOY’S CLAIM (Tillbridge Stables Series #1) by Nina Crespo

About the Book
Title:
THE COWBOY’S CLAIM
Series: Tillbridge Stables Series #1
Author: Nina Crespo
Publisher: Harlequin
Release Date: June 1, 2020
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance
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Synopsis
He’s discovered his leading lady

The role of her dreams: in his arms. 

Chloe Daniels is determined to land the role of a lifetime. Even if she’s terrified to get on a horse! And the last thing her reluctant teacher, Tristan Tillbridge, wants is to entertain a pampered actress. But the enigmatic cowboy soon discovers that Chloe is as genuine as she is gorgeous, and he’s determined to make her his. Will this unlikely pair discover that the sparks between them are anything but an act?

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Teaser from THE COWBOY’S CLAIM, the first book in the adult contemporary romance series, Tillbridge Stables, by Nina Crespo

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Excerpt #1
She could feel the tautness of his stomach, and her hips where aligned with his.

Was she the only one who felt it?

She eased back to look at him, and what she saw in his eyes confirmed he did, too. His palms gliding to her back and his slow lean in made her heart skip beats. Tristan’s lips touched hers and each coaxing brush of his mouth left Chloe suspended in anticipation for the next one. As his tongue swept over her lower lip, she opened up to him on a sigh.

Where their kiss at the restaurant raised more curiosity and “what if” questions, this one clarified exactly what existed between them. Undeniable desire as strong as the thunder shaking the ground underneath her feet. It dismantled the foundation of reason and obliterated warnings about obligations and responsibilities, and why she should be concerned about them.

Tristan pulled her flush against him and Chloe slipped both of her arms around his neck, losing herself in slow, decadent, bone-melting heat unfurling inside of her as Tristan teased, explored and laid claim to every curve and hollow of her mouth. She sank impossibly deeper into him.

As he swept kisses near her ear, his unsteady exhale tingled over her cheek. “Chloe?”

He didn’t need to say more. The tone of his voice said everything.

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Teaser from THE COWBOY’S CLAIM, the first book in the adult contemporary romance series, Tillbridge Stables, by Nina Crespo

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Author Nina Crespo

Author Nina Crespo

About the Author
Nina Crespo lives in Florida where she indulges in her favorite passions — the beach, a good glass of wine, date night with her own real-life hero and dancing.

Her lifelong addiction to romance began in her teens while on a “borrowing spree” in her older sister’s bedroom where she discovered her first romance novel.

Let Nina’s sensual contemporary stories and steamy paranormal tales feed your own addiction for love, romance, and happily ever after.

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Blog Tour – Teaser – WHEN A HEART TRIPS by Dominique Laura

 

Welcome to the blog tour for WHEN A HEART TRIPS, a stand-alone young adult contemporary romance/coming of age story by Dominique Laura

Welcome to the blog tour for WHEN A HEART TRIPS, a stand-alone young adult contemporary romance/coming of age story by Dominique Laura. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

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WHEN A HEART TRIPS by Dominique Laura

About the Book – Read for free with Kindle Unlimited
Title: WHEN A HEART TRIPS
Author: Dominique Laura
Release Date: May 28, 2020
Genre: Young Adult Contemporary Romance/Coming of Age
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Synopsis
I never thought I’d catch serious feelings for someone at seventeen—isn’t life complicated enough at this age?—let alone for my polar opposite.

I’m the quiet, reserved bookworm. He’s the popular, confident jock at the center of every party. He’s also kind, charming, and sweet. The determined wide receiver worms his way past my defenses. I see a side of him no one else does, and he makes me feel things I’ve only ever read about.

He isn’t my perfect match, but at some point, I can’t ignore what my heart is trying to say.

So, what happens when a heart trips?

Well, at some point, the fall is unavoidable, and I’m falling headfirst into something I didn’t want in the first place. I asked for a crush, not for this.

 

 

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Excerpt #1
“I really want a crush,” I muse out loud, pencil tapping on the edge of my desk while I daydream about someone who may or may not exist. 

“A Crush? Like the soda?” my best friend, Erin, questions from beside me, eyes narrowing in confusion.

“No, a crush like a person.” My eyes narrow right back at her in response.

She sighs, shaking her head in slight annoyance. “You want to have a crush is what you’re saying? Then don’t say you want a Crush because my mind immediately jumps to soda.”

“That’s legit what I said,” I say in defense, brow raising. 

“Fine, so you want a crush. What brought this on?” 

“It sounds lame, but I read about relationships all the time, and I’m starting to wonder what that’s like, ya know? Also, not that this should matter, but we’re seniors, and I’ve never really liked someone. Someone who made me giggle and blush and invaded my dreams. I just want to know what the fuss is; if it’s possible for me to even experience butterflies and goosebumps and that other cliche stuff.”

“You know what would really help with finding a crush?” Erin asks, smirk in place.

“What?” The word comes out slowly since I never know what’ll come out of her mouth. She’s Latina and feisty, and filters don’t exist in her world, which works for our friendship because I’m the same way, just a smidge less confident.

“Kickbacks. Friday night football followed by a kickback would help,” she states matter-of-factly. “I admire your love of books and your ability to read an ungodly amount each weekend, but going out and actively socializing is the best way to meet new people, guys included. That’s how you’ll find someone to crush on, I guarantee it.”

“I go to kickbacks,” I half-heartedly defend, knowing full well that she has a really good point.

“Yeah, when I practically drag you, and even then you end up in some corner with your nose buried in your phone while you read on your Kindle app.”

My eyes widen, and she tsks. “Oh yeah, I pay attention, Devon. You’re not fooling anyone.”

I groan, only slightly embarrassed at having been caught. “Fine, you do have a point, but it’s not as easy for me as it is for you. I mean, sure, I can socialize with the best of them, but it’s rarely genuine, and it’s not the most fun—it’s uncomfortable and forced.”

“Maybe it’s not the most fun because you don’t actually try or make any effort,” she tells me bluntly before her eyes turn sympathetic. “You’ve gotta get out of your shell and out of your books. Live in the real world with me.”

Her words might sound insulting to anyone else, but not to me. She means well, and I trust her. She’s not one for ill intent, despite her brutal honesty and sharp tongue most of the time. 

“Fine. I’ll try it your way this weekend,” I concede, nodding my head with conviction. 

Erin’s eyes light up at my words. “Perfect. Most of the parties and kickbacks are starting this weekend anyway, so it’s the perfect time for you to integrate yourself.”

“I feel like I’m going to regret this later, aren’t I?” I grumble, mostly to myself.

“Oh, most definitely, but what’s life without some regrets, am I right?” She gives me a wink.

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Author Dominique Laura

Author Dominique Laura

About the Author
I’m a Southern California girl who grew up in the suburbs of Los Angeles.

My dog is my child, and she’s my favorite. I’m an advocate for love, mental health, and happily ever afters. Sarcasm is my go-to for any situation. I write sweet, sometimes sexy romances that range from young adult to new adult to contemporary. Cows are my favorite animal, and I’m the absolute worst at talking about myself.

 

 

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