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Blog Tour – Excerpt + Giveaway – SIREN SONG (The Chameleon Effect) by Alex Hayes

SIREN SONG Blog Tour

Welcome to the blog Tour for SIREN SONG, the third book in the young adult paranormal romance series, The Chameleon Effect, by Alex Hayes. See below for information on the book and series, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

SIREN SONG (The Chameleon Effect #3) by Alex Hayes

SIREN SONG (The Chameleon Effect #3) by Alex Hayes

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title: SIREN SONG
Series: The Chameleon Effect #3
Author: Alex Hayes
Release Date: October 15, 2019
Genre:
 Young Adult/New Adult Paranormal Romance
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
Connell Kurēn doesn’t love being a paparazzo…

He’s a member of the most scorned profession in Hollywood, but he’s good at it, and a hard-ass to boot.

He might also be called an ambulance chaser, though not for the disreputable reason he chases celebrities. Connell has the ability to heal, and at the sound of a siren, he is drawn to those in need.

Life is just fine until his pushy paparazzi nature almost gets someone killed.

Rowan Bren suffers post-traumatic stress and a permanent headache following a near-death experience at the hands of her mortal enemy. After months, she still isn’t right, but she won’t be held back from seeking her bond mate, Con, any longer.

She travels to Los Angeles motivated to help her friend, Idris, with his brilliant plan to locate their missing people. But Rowan’s top priority in the City of Angels is to find Con. She doesn’t know where he lives, but she’s not worried, because her crystal will lead her straight to him.

When she trips into his world, she finds a man so different from the person she expects, she fears he might not be Con at all. That he might be possessed by an evil force like the one that almost killed her.

Siren Song is the third novel of the Chameleon Effect series.

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Excerpt #3
The sirens get closer. I’ve a few minutes at most before the emergency vehicles arrive.

I dart, light and birdlike, up the whitewashed stairs to peer through the back door window of a second-story apartment.

An elderly woman in pants and a blue sweatshirt lies on the kitchen floor, a Life Alert bracelet visible below her right cuff. If it weren’t for that wristband, an ambulance wouldn’t be on its way and I wouldn’t be here.

I lift a hand to the doorknob—unlocked. Breathing a sigh, I slip inside silently, the morning light streaming through me.

One touch to her head and I sense the problem. Lesions in the brain, most likely from a stroke. I check her heart. Beating. Rapid but strong.

Dropping to my knees, I push my voluminous wings out of the way and cup her head of fluffy white curls in my palms. The scent of Nivea and cocoa butter hits me.

I shift my attention to the work at hand. Healing flesh isn’t difficult. Surprisingly, internal injuries are easier to mend than epidermal ones. Bone and tendon damage are the toughest to fix.

A couple of minutes is all it takes to repair the burst blood vessels and damaged cells, and restore blood flow to the compromised areas of the brain. Her breaths deepen and she stirs.

Time to get out of here. Just need to unlock the front door so the paramedics can get in without breaking anything.

I slip through the peach-colored apartment. The place has seen better days, but it’s neat and clean. I reach the door as the sirens cut. An ambulance is right outside, two stories below. I release the chain, unlatch the deadbolt and turn the doorknob lock.

Good to go, I hurry back through the apartment. My wing catches the edge of a table, rattling knickknacks. I save a porcelain statue of Mary holding Baby Jesus, set it straight and rush into the kitchen.

The old lady’s sitting up, rubbing her head. I left the swollen bump on her cranium resulting from the fall, a surface wound that will heal quickly on its own. If I healed every injury, the paramedics might get suspicious.

While her back is turned, I pull open the rear door, but its soft squeak makes her look around.

My breath falters. I’m invisible, but being stared at disturbs me. Hopefully, she’ll put the open door down to the wind.

She squints in my direction as I tease the door wider. Sunlight floods the kitchen, turning the discolored linoleum tiles at my feet bright white.

A gentle smile lifts her lips. “Thank you, dear.”

I freeze.

A sharp knock at the front door.

“Hello? Anyone in there?” comes a muffled shout. “Emergency Services. We’re responding to a Life Alert alarm.”

The lady glances in the direction of that voice, then returns her gaze my way. She can’t possibly see me.

Her smile widens. “Now, off you go, angel. I’m sure you’ve got plenty more people to save today.”

Without further hesitation, I slip through the door, race down the fire escape and take off from the alley.

Flight is the only antidote to an experience like that.

Did she spot me?

I shake the thought away. If she had, she wouldn’t have called me an angel. If I were visible, she’d have called me an ugly crow.

It was the open doorway, the bright shaft of sunlight. Who wouldn’t imagine a celestial being had just paid a visit? I might have myself, and I don’t believe in angels.

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Get Caught Up on the Series

Book 1: SILKEN SCALES
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Book 2: PERFECT PITCH
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Author Alex Hayes

Author Alex Hayes

About the Author
Alex Hayes wrote her first fiction story when she was twelve. Inspired by her mother’s storytelling, she began work on her first novel, Ice Cracks, at eighteen.

She received a Bachelor of Arts degree in English, Creative Writing from San Francisco State University. In her twenties, she moved from Marin County, California to Boston, Massachusetts, where she built a career as an IT professional in database engineering. In 2004, she self-published Ice Cracks, which became a semi-finalist in the 2005 IPPY Awards.

Alex splits her time between Grand Junction, Colorado and Guanajuato, Mexico. When she isn’t writing, she’s helping her partner, Lee, renovate a 450 year old hacienda. She is mother to one beautiful daughter and many wonderful cats..

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Where to Find Alex Hayes
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Blog Tour – Excerpt + Giveaway – MOST ARDENTLY by Susan Mesler-Evans

MOST ARDENTLY Blog Tour

Welcome to the blog tour for MOST ARDENTLY, a stand-alone adult contemporary LGBTQ+ romance, by Susan Mesler-Evans. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

MOST ARDENTLY by Susan Mesler-Evans

MOST ARDENTLY by Susan Mesler-Evans

About the Book
Title: MOST ARDENTLY
Author: Susan Mesler-Evans
Publisher: Entangled Publishing
Release Date: October 21, 2019
Genre:
 Adult Contemporary Romance/
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & Noble | iBooksKobo | Entangled

Synopsis
Elisa Benitez is proud of who she is, from her bitingly sarcastic remarks, to her love of both pretty boys and pretty girls. If someone doesn’t like her, that’s their problem, and Elisa couldn’t care less. Particularly if that person is Darcy Fitzgerald, a snobby, socially awkward heiress with an attitude problem and more money than she knows what to do with. 

From the moment they meet, Elisa and Darcy are at each other’s throats — which is a bit unfortunate, since Darcy’s best friend is dating Elisa’s sister. It quickly becomes clear that fate intends to throw the two of them together, whether they like it or not. As hers and Darcy’s lives become more and more entwined, Elisa’s once-dull world quickly spirals into chaos in this story of pride, prejudice, and finding love with the people you least expect.

 

 

 

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Excerpt
Even for Darcy, this was low. First what she’d done to Wick, and now this.

It was official, Elisa decided. Forget the idea that she’d been too harsh, or judged too quickly. Darcy Fitzgerald was the most conceited, most vile, most insufferable person on the planet. She was stuck-up, and cruel, and… and… and…

“Elisa.”

She let out a yelp, before turning around.

Darcy was standing there, blue pea coat with matching boots, looking apprehensive. Had someone told her what Elisa had found out? If she was here to try and apologize, she would have to restrain herself from tossing her onto the ice.

“Colin told me you’d gone for a walk. I followed your footprints,” Darcy said. “I have an important matter to discuss with you.”

“Did he tell you I want to be alone?” Elisa asked, voice shaking a bit, furious just from the sight of her.

“Yes. But I need to talk to you when we’re alone, and we may not get another chance this weekend. That was… actually the entire reason I agreed when Colin invited me on this trip. I wanted to see you.”

“Darcy, I promise you, whatever you have to say, I don’t want to hear it.”

“I have a present for you.”

She blinked. “Um. What?”

Darcy reached into her pocket, and produced a small, heart-shaped box of chocolates, handing it to her. She took it, mainly because she was at a loss as to what else she could do. This wasn’t one of the cheap boxes they sold at the drugstore – these were expensive. Fancy. When she took a closer look, she saw that Darcy had scribbled a message in Sharpie on the front.

For Elisa Benitez. I hope you enjoy these as much as I’ve enjoyed knowing you. – Darcy Fitzgerald.

Slowly, Elisa raised her head to look at her again. She was shuffling nervously on her feet, clearly waiting for some kind of reaction. When Elisa didn’t speak, she filled the silence for her.

“I agonized over whether to get those for you,” she admitted. “I knew I wanted to get you something for Valentine’s Day, but I was worried the chocolates might be cliché. But then I thought to myself, they became cliché for a reason, and I know you enjoy chocolate, so I decided to just go for it.”

“Um—thanks, I guess, but—” She was so confused, she had nearly forgotten she was mad at her. “Why are you… why are you giving me a Valentine’s Day present at all?”

Darcy took a shaking breath, before stepping closer to her.

“Elisa, I have struggled in vain for the past few months. Ever since the day you and I met, really. But it cannot go on like this. I have something to say to you, and I ask that you listen to me. I admire you greatly, Elisa, and please believe me when I say that I most ardently love you.”

Elisa dropped the box of chocolates. She stood, frozen in place, staring at Darcy, searching her face for any sign that she was kidding. She found none. Finally, Elisa managed to force out a response.

What?”

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Author Susan Mesler-Evans

Author Susan Mesler-Evans

About the Author
Susan Mesler-Evans is a writer, college student, D&D enthusiast, theatre nerd, and horrific procrastinator. Born and raised in Columbus, Ohio, Susan now lives in Florida, and can often be found reading, scrolling through Tumblr until 2 AM, overanalyzing her favorite fictional characters and relationships, bingewatching comedies on Netflix, thinking about writing, and even, on occasion, actually writing. Most Ardently is her first full-length novel. You can find her at susanmeslerevanswrites.com.

 

 

 

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Blog Tour – Excerpt – AMBER SKY by Cassia Leo

AMBER SKY Blog Tour

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

AMBER SKY by Cassia Leo

AMBER SKY by Cassia Leo

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

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

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

 

 

 

 

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Excerpt #2
The door to Walker’s bedroom is wide open. As I approach, I try to think of what I’ll say when I wake him. But when I arrive at the threshold, I find him awake, sitting on the windowsill, gazing out at the night sky. He’s wearing nothing but a pair of jeans, and his dark hair is wild, as if he’d been tossing and turning before he got up.

I enter without announcing my presence, but a creaky floorboard does it for me. Walker turns his head slowly to watch me approach. He doesn’t seem surprised to see me in his bedroom.

I stand next to him and look out the window to see what he’s gazing at. The sky is pitch black and studded with twinkling stars of various sizes and colors. It’s not a city night sky, muted by light pollution. It’s a brilliant, shimmering cloak wrapped around the world, beckoning us to embrace the night.

When I turn away from the window, Walker is staring at me, a new quiet confidence in his eyes. The moonlight paints silvery streaks over his cheekbones, collarbone, and pectoral muscles. He looks beautiful enough to paint.

Taking a cue from the look in his eyes, I turn toward him to let him see all of me. His gaze skims over every inch of my body, stopping for a while on my breasts. Taking a step forward, I take his hand in mine and hold it for a moment. When his eyes look up to meet mine, I lay his hand on my chest, so he can feel my heartbeat.

The corners of his mouth turn up at the sensation of my pulse pounding against his fingertips. “You are real.”

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Author Cassia Leo

Author Cassia Leo

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

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

DARK N DEADLY Release Day

Today is release day for DARK ‘N’ DEADLY, the the third 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.

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

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

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

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

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

 

 

 

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Excerpt
With each clash of their hips, his gaze was drawn to Tess’s khaki shorts, and the sleekest, smoothest, prettiest sun-kissed legs he’d ever seen. A snug green tank top that he guessed would match her eyes perfectly, contrasted with the orange, red, and yellow scarf drawn through her belt loops. As she danced and swayed, sunlight pouring through the window glinted off the purple polish on her toes and fingers, and the long, beaded earrings.

Slurping drew his attention to the kitchen floor by the cooktop. Tiger eagerly licked up what looked like a mixture of scrambled eggs and melted cheddar that had fallen onto his once-clean floor. He opened his mouth, about to say something along the lines of what the hell? but stopped, and instead, crossed his arms and leaned against the door jamb.

“Sweet Caroline, good times never seemed so good,” they shouted so loudly he cringed, although in reality they were pretty good at holding a tune, and he was… What?

Envious.

They were having fun, something he and his sister had never been able to do as kids. There’d never been music or laughter in his family’s kitchen. If he and Maggie had ever been caught doing the Karaoke-thing, they would have gotten their asses paddled so hard they wouldn’t have been able to sit for a week.

Excited by all the noise, Tiger barked, insinuating himself between Tess’s and Jesse’s legs. She turned to give the dog a pat on his head when she caught sight of Eric. Her eyes went wide, confirming his thoughts on the color of her shirt, then she grabbed the phone and turned off the music.

Jesse ruffled Tiger’s ears, which his dog seemed to love, judging by the way he leaned into the kid’s hand and groaned.

“I’m sorry. I hope we didn’t—” Tess gasped.

“Holy shit, dude,” Jesse whispered.

Eric pushed from the door with one singular thought singing in his head: caffeine, then reached for the clean mug she’d set on the counter and poured a cup. Tilting the mug, he downed half of it before coming up for air. When he turned, Tess and Jesse were staring at him. More specifically, at his chest.

While he’d been drowning in caffeine, Tess had come closer and now stood only inches away. She smelled like the honeysuckle shampoo his sister had left behind in the guest bathroom.

With her mouth half-open, she touched her fingers to his left pec, grazing one of his scars. Her fingers were warm and gentle, and his pectoral muscle twitched as if it had a life of its own. She dropped her hand, her green eyes soft and brimming with compassion.

Compassion he didn’t want, but it was his own damn fault for waltzing down here without putting on a shirt. Something else he’d have to get in the habit of doing.

“My god, Eric.” Her voice was barely above a whisper. “What happened to you? How did you get all those scars?”

“Dude, you look like you got peppered with shrapnel, and that one on your back…” Jesse whistled. “That musta hurt like a bitch.”

It had. Not nearly as much as losing his friends.

The scars all over his torso weren’t raised and red anymore, and they were gradually fading, day by day. The pain of losing his friends, however, would always be there. Along with the survivor’s guilt that shadowed him every day of his life.

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Get Caught Up on the Series

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

Author Tee O’Fallon

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

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Where to find Tee O’Fallon
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Release Day + Giveaway – MOST ARDENTLY by Susan Mesler-Evans

MOST ARDENTLY Release Day

Today is release day for MOST ARDENTLY, a stand-alone adult contemporary romance, by Susan Mesler-Evans. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

MOST ARDENTLY by Susan Mesler-Evans

MOST ARDENTLY by Susan Mesler-Evans

About the Book
Title: MOST ARDENTLY
Author: Susan Mesler-Evans
Publisher: Entangled Publishing
Release Date: October 21, 2019
Genre:
 Adult Contemporary Romance/
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & Noble | iBooksKobo | Entangled

Synopsis
Elisa Benitez is proud of who she is, from her bitingly sarcastic remarks, to her love of both pretty boys and pretty girls. If someone doesn’t like her, that’s their problem, and Elisa couldn’t care less. Particularly if that person is Darcy Fitzgerald, a snobby, socially awkward heiress with an attitude problem and more money than she knows what to do with. 

From the moment they meet, Elisa and Darcy are at each other’s throats — which is a bit unfortunate, since Darcy’s best friend is dating Elisa’s sister. It quickly becomes clear that fate intends to throw the two of them together, whether they like it or not. As hers and Darcy’s lives become more and more entwined, Elisa’s once-dull world quickly spirals into chaos in this story of pride, prejudice, and finding love with the people you least expect.

 

 

 

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Excerpt
Charlene had gotten stuck dancing with Colin again. Well, maybe “stuck” was the wrong word. He’d been very polite about asking, and he was actually a pretty good dancer. And they’d been right next to a speaker, so the music was able to drown most of his latest speech out.

She had ducked into the bathroom, and was about to leave her stall to wash her hands when the door opened again, and three sets of feet walked in. They all stopped at the mirror, doing their makeup. And gossiping.

“I can’t believe Bobby has been talking to her all night,” a familiar voice said. It was either Cora or Louise, but Charlene had no idea how to tell them apart. “It isn’t her birthday.”

“I know. And she’s not even as pretty as his last girlfriend,” the other twin said. “And her family.”

“God, I know. I’m embarrassed for them. Even the one that’s not actually related to them.”

“The middle sister is so boring. And ugly.”

Charlene felt her chest tighten on Maria’s behalf.

Option 1: Burst out of the door and scream at them both for being judgmental brats, and probably prove their point.

Option 2: Stand here and do nothing.

Ugh. This is bullshit. 

“And the youngest… God, what a train wreck, am I right?”

Both twins laughed.

“She’s a teen pregnancy waiting to happen. I hope Bobby gets over Julia or whoever soon. Then he can go back to girls actually worth his time, right, Darcy?”

That explained who the third girl was.

“I don’t do gossip,” Darcy said.

“Oh, come on, we’re alone.” Charlene barely repressed a snort. “You can be honest.”

“Yeah, didn’t you get stuck dancing with the fat one?” the other twin asked.

“Her name is Elisa,” Darcy said, voice suddenly sharp. “And I wasn’t stuck. I could’ve said, no.”

“We saw her screaming at you earlier.”

Oh, Elisa, what did you do now?

“She wasn’t screaming. It was just a disagreement. Very mature.”

“She looked really pissed off.” There was a pause. “What are you thinking about? You have that look on your face.”

It was a moment before Darcy answered. “Not much. Just the… joys of a spirited girl and a pair of fine eyes.”

One of the twins snorted. “Man, you’re weird. Who talks like that?”

“I knew getting her that word-a-day calendar was a bad idea,” the other said. “Come on, Cora, let’s go dance. I think they’re back to good music.”

Cora and Louise left, and Darcy was quick to follow. Finally free, Charlene popped out of the stall, and washed up as quickly as possible so she could find her friend. She couldn’t stop thinking about what she’d overheard. She had a bad vibe from Cora and Louise right from the start, but she’d tried not to judge too much. (Leave that to Elisa.) But it looked like in this case, her first impression had been correct. Darcy, however, had been a surprise. Not only did she not participate in the Benitez family trash-talking, she’d even kind of stood up for them. Well, for one of them.

And Charlene was willing to bet all the money she had that she knew exactly who that spirited girl was, and who those fine eyes belonged to.

She paused, going back-and-forth in her head. She’d never meddled in Elisa’s love life before, but that was mostly because she had no love life to speak of. Her first instinct was to let her know she had an admirer – but given that the admirer wasn’t her favorite person, was that really wise?

But they did have a lot in common.

Those two dating would be kind of amazing. Or it could lead to the end of all human civilization.

Win-win.

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Author Susan Mesler-Evans

Author Susan Mesler-Evans

About the Author
Susan Mesler-Evans is a writer, college student, D&D enthusiast, theatre nerd, and horrific procrastinator. Born and raised in Columbus, Ohio, Susan now lives in Florida, and can often be found reading, scrolling through Tumblr until 2 AM, overanalyzing her favorite fictional characters and relationships, bingewatching comedies on Netflix, thinking about writing, and even, on occasion, actually writing. Most Ardently is her first full-length novel. You can find her at susanmeslerevanswrites.com.

 

 

 

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

SAMBA Book Blitz

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

SAMBA (Sultry Nights #4) by Melanie Munton

SAMBA (Sultry Nights #4) by Melanie Munton

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Excerpt #3
Max

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

“What are you doing?”

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

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

Why?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“And?”

She winces. “It basically turned into gumbo.”

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

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

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

The fight against an erection is lost after that.

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

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

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

It’s working.

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

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Author Melanie Munton

Author Melanie Munton

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

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

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

AMBER SKY Book Blitz

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

AMBER SKY by Cassia Leo

AMBER SKY by Cassia Leo

About the Book
Title: AMBER SKY
Author: Cassia Leo
Publisher: Gloss Publishing, LLC
Release Date: October 18, 2019
Genre:
 Adult Contemporary Romance/Thriller
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Synopsis
From New York Times bestselling author Cassia Leo comes a new stand-alone novel Amber Sky, the haunting, atmospheric love story of Walker Ainsley and Cassidy O’Connor.

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

 

 

 

 

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

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

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

“Are you okay?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Did you just call me beautiful?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Author Cassia Leo

Author Cassia Leo

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

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

DARK 'N' DEADLY Preorder Blitz

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

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

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

About the Book
Title: DARK ‘N’ DEADLY
Series: Federal K-9 #3
Author: Tee O’Fallon
Publisher: Entangled Publishing
Release Date: October 21, 2019
Genre:
 Adult Contemporary Romance/Romantic Suspense
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Synopsis
They’d never so much as kissed, but Tess McTavish never forgot the handsome, dangerous agent, Eric Miller, who vanished in a shroud of mystery. Now the last thing she needs is an ATF agent with his own agenda. Doesn’t matter that Tess and her brother are innocent. If Eric learns the truth of their past, they’ll never be free. 

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

 

 

 

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

 “Your moves?” He arched a blond brow.

“I meant my yoga moves.”

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

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

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

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

Shake it off

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Pure, unadulterated, desire.

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

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

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

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

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

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Book 1: LOCK ‘N’ LOAD
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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 – BEYOND THE PALE by Jennifer Millikin

BEYOND THE PALE Blog Tour

Welcome to the blog tour for BEYOND THE PALE, a stand-alone adult contemporary romance, by Jennifer Millikin. See below for information on the book, buy links, and an exclusive excerpt.

BEYOND THE PALE by Jennifer Millikin

BEYOND THE PALE by Jennifer Millikin

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Title: BEYOND THE PALE
Author: Jennifer Millikin
Release Date: October 15, 2019
Genre:
 Adult Contemporary Romance
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Synopsis
My whole life I’ve known Finn Jeffries and Brady Sterling would be my undoing.

The three of us were inseparable, but growing up with two boys as your best friends comes with it’s own certain type of growing pains.  As a child, Finn was wild and free, and grew up to be a devilishly handsome man with a smirk that frustrated me as much as it did other things to me. Brady was brave and loyal, and the kind of man he grew into didn’t surprise me a bit: devoted and gallant, with a handsome, trustworthy face that made my heart beat faster.

We went our separate ways for college, but now it’s eight years later and a pact we made back then has brought us back to our hometown. Back to the complicated situation we ran from. Back to the love triangle we never really escaped.

I love them both, and it’s time for me to make a choice.  I’ve always known one of them would be my forever, I just never knew which one.

And I still don’t.

 

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I’ve been staring at my phone for three minutes, the pretty green succulents staring back at me. If this was a hey how are you doing call, I wouldn’t be nervous. But this is a point of no return call. I think my nerves are justified. 

It’s been eight years since we’ve all been together. In the beginning, we didn’t aim to be apart for so long. It happened naturally, the way a river freezes over drop by drop. College was more demanding than we anticipated it would be, and with none of us going home to Agua Mesa, it was harder to plan a visit. Then Brady went to law school, Finn and I got jobs, and somehow days and months floated by until they became years.  

Though we haven’t been together physically, we’ve kept in touch. We text, we call, we see each other’s social media posts. 

Just thinking about talking to them brings a smile to my face. Finn’s voice is wry, like he’s always on the edge of laughing or flirting. It makes it seem like no matter what it is he’s talking about, it’s not that bad. 

Not Brady. Brady’s voice is strong and commanding, but kind. If loyalty and conviction had a voice, it would be Brady’s. 

I call him first, simply because his name comes first in my contacts. 

“Lennon?” He sounds worried, which he should be. We haven’t talked on the phone in a while. If his name was the one flashing across my screen, I’d be beside myself. 

“Brady, hi. How are you?”  

“Worried about you.”  

“Were you worried about me before I called?”  

He chuckles. “Not really.”  

“I’m fine,” I assure him.   

“Are you sure about that? We haven’t talked in a long time…”    

The reason why hangs in the air between us, somehow traveling across the miles between Dallas and Chicago. 

I clear my throat. “Um, yeah. It has been a while. But I promise, I’m fine. I’m calling to tell you that my mom died yesterday and I’m going back to Agua Mesa.”  

Brady blows out an audible breath, some of it sneaking into the phone and making a whooshing noise. 

“When are you leaving?” he asks, and I hear new background noise. Something slamming. Maybe a cabinet? 

“As soon as I can get a bag together. I’m driving out.” No need to mention that it’s cheaper to drive. 

“Then I’ll see you tomorrow afternoon.”  

“Brady—” 

“I’ll be there, Lennon.”  

My lips purse, and my heart surges. I’d told Laine he would remember our pact, that it still applied, but even as I said it, I felt a twinge of uncertainty. We’re adults now. That pact was made with teenage hearts. Back then we didn’t understand commitments to anyone but each other. Now there are jobs and lives and… significant others? 

“Thank you, Brady.” There’s relief in my voice. 

“Did you think I wouldn’t come?” His voice is low. The rumble of it warms my heart.  

“No, no. Of course not. I knew you’d come if you could.”  

“I’d be there even if I couldn’t.”   

I smile. He’s still so sweet, so loyal. Never one to shy away from a declaration. But the best part about Brady? He means it. 

“I better get going,” I tell him. “I need to pack.”  

“And call Finn?”  

“Yep,” I answer, guilt blossoming in my belly. There’s nothing wrong with me calling Finn and then packing, but not telling Brady my exact reason for getting off the phone makes me feel like I’ve done something wrong. 

“So you called me first.” Satisfaction colors his tone. 

I groan playfully. “Your name comes first in my contacts.”  

“Uh huh.”  

I laugh and tell him goodbye, then scroll to Finn’s number. My thumb hovers over his name as his face floats in my mind. His perpetual smirk is the first thing I see. It’s like he knows something juicy, and if you’re lucky enough, he just might share it with you. 

I press his name, and the phone rings. Once, twice, three times. He answers on the fifth ring. 

“Well, well, well.” He pauses, exhaling a heavy breath. “To what do I owe the pleasure?”  

“What are you doing right now?” I’m asking because his breathing is still heavy, and oh my god what if he’s… you know… with a woman right now? He wouldn’t answer in the middle of that, would he? Except this is Finn I’m talking about, and anything is possible with him. 

“Working.”  

“I didn’t know computers could give you such a workout.”  

“Very funny, Miss L.” He pauses again, and I imagine him gulping water from a bottle. “What’s up?”  

“My mom died, and I was wondering if you feel like coming to Arizona?”   

Finn’s quiet for a moment before he speaks. “You’re in luck, Lennon. I’m already in Arizona.”  

Surprise jerks my head back an inch. “You went home… without us?”  

“I’m in Arizona, but not in Agua Mesa.”  

Oh. 

This makes me feel better. On a realistic level, I know he can go wherever he damn well pleases. All three of us can. But that agreement we made is something I hold onto, a symbol of how much we all still matter to one another. 

“Why exactly are you in the great state of AZ?” I make my voice casual, trying to fight the feeling of longing that has sprung up in my belly. I feel the girlish urge to twist a phone cord around my fingers and bat my eyelashes. Of course, there is no phone cord to twist because this isn’t the nineties. 

“You might know if you visited me every once in a while.”  

Hurt trickles into the lightly admonishing tone he’s using. Finn doesn’t let anything slide. He’s not afraid to call me out. Or anyone else, for that matter. He once challenged my mother, adding another log to the fire of dislike she felt for him. 

“Finn—” 

“Do you think of me, Lennon?” His voice lowers, his tone husky. 

My belly swirls again. “Of course. Every day.”  

“You sure about that?”  

A lick of anger flickers in my core. It’s a common reaction around Finn. He has always possessed the ability to bring the emotion to the surface. Funny how I can’t remember a time when Brady has brought that out. Brady keeps me steady. With Brady, I know right where I am.  

If they were colors, Brady would be a calm, cool blue. Finn would be a fiery orange-red. 

“Don’t be dumb.” I say it cheekily, and Finn laughs, a deep, singular sound. 

Sass is my defense mechanism. It’s how I handle discomfort. And guilt. And just about anything unpleasant. 

Finn clears his throat. “I guess I’m supposed to say I’m sorry for your loss.”  

“You could.”  

“Do you want me to?”  

“That depends on whether you want to.”  

“I don’t want to.”  

“Then don’t.”  

Despite the macabre topic of conversation, our banter has my lips curving upward. 

A sound comes through the phone, something like the crunching of gravel. 

“Where are you?” I ask. 

“I’ll tell you tomorrow.”  

“Tomorrow?”  

“Um hmm. Tomorrow. When I see you in Agua Mesa.” His voice slips over me, sliding into my heart, reassuring me. 

“Really?” Hope swells in my chest. 

“Did you think I wouldn’t come?”  

I blink at his words. They are the same words Brady used with me only minutes ago. For all their differences, their hearts are loyal as hell. It’s why I chose them, all those years ago. Or maybe they chose me. I’m not sure anymore. 

I shrug, even though he can’t see me. “It’s been a long time. Eight years.”  

“Eight years,” he echoes. “Are you ready to go home?”  

“Are you?” 

“Not even close.”  

Of the three of us, Finn will have the hardest time going back. He’s the one with the impressive juvenile rap sheet. I’ll be subject to the dubious glances from the congregation of Joyful Noise Bible, but I can handle it. My mom just died, so their sympathy will be automatic, if also a bit begrudging. And then there’s Brady. Nothing awaits him except for a bevy of middle-aged women hoping to set him up with their daughters. Who wouldn’t want their precious daughter with someone who’s not only a lawyer but the son of an esteemed federal judge? 

I blow out a hard breath. “Well, get ready. Because we’re going right into the belly of the beast.”  

“So dramatic.”  

I smile. “I’ve been called that once or twice.”  

“By me.”  

“True,” I agree, eyeing the gigantic suitcase Laine let me borrow. “I better go. I need to get packed and on the road.”  

“Drive safe, Miss L.”  

“Will do. Bye,” I say, then blurt, “Finn, wait!”  

“Yeah?”  

“Tell me something I’ll never believe.”  

The game started when we were young, and it stuck. Finn recites a fact, something so outlandish it sounds fake, and I decide whether or not I believe it. Usually I had to look on the internet to investigate its validity. My research always ended up pointless; Finn never told me anything that wasn’t true.  

After a moment, Finn says, “Female elephants form a tight circle around another female when she’s giving birth. They do this because the birthing female is vulnerable to attack, so their circle is meant for protection.”  

Tears spring to my eyes. I believe him. And if it’s not true, I don’t want to know. It’s too beautiful. 

“I’ll see you tomorrow, Finn.”  

He pauses for so long I wonder if he has hung up, then softly he tells me goodbye. 

I hang up and stare at the suitcase. Those two phone calls, plus the fact that I’m headed to Agua Mesa as soon as I can gather my things, has left me emotionally exhausted. Too bad I don’t have time for exhaustion. Placing my palms on either side of me, I hoist myself off the bed and into action. Before long, I’m packed, and then I’m holding back tears as I hug Laine goodbye. It’s her fault. She’s the one who started crying, and I can‘t look at her tears without producing some of my own.  

It’s just for a week, I tell her. Two, tops. I can’t imagine it will take me any longer than that to make arrangements and go through my mother’s house. 

At least, I hope it doesn’t.

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Author Jennifer Millikin

Author Jennifer Millikin

About the Author
Jennifer Millikin is a contemporary fiction author of five full-length novels and a contributor for Scottsdale Moms Blog. When she isn’t writing she can be found cooking, hiking, or in downward dog.

 

 

 

 

 

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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – ALFHEIM ACADEMY (Alfheim Academy) by S.T. Bende

ALFHEIM ACADEMY Book Blitz

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

My eyes narrowed. “What do you care?”

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

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

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

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

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

Laughter tickled my throat. “Perfekt. Right.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

What was Viggo Sorenssön up to?

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

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Blog Tour – Excerpt + Giveaway – THE KILWADE TRAGEDY by Terry Keys

THE KILWADE TRAGEDY Blog Tour

Welcome to the blog tour for THE KILWADE TRAGEDY, a stand-alone young adult contemporary, by USA Today bestselling author, Terry Keys. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on his giveaway.

THE KILWADE TRAGEDY by Terry Keys

THE KILWADE TRAGEDY by Terry Keys

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title: THE KILWADE TRAGEDY
Author: Terry Keys
Release Date: August 6, 2019
Genre: Young Adult Contemporary
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
Terry Keys, USA Today bestselling author of Lie No More and The Missing pens his most captivating book to date. This is the heart-breaking story about a small-town boy who’d taken everything from everyone until he could take no more.

Seventeen-year-old Blaze Planter is a Jr. at Kilwade, High School.

His parents have recently divorced. His grades are slipping.His anger is growing with each day. Relationships with his closest friends are failing. Secrets about his life are being uncovered.

No one understands what he is going through. And everyone who has betrayed him needs to be taught a lesson.

So now he stands with the one friend that has never betrayed him. The one friend that does what he asks every time he squeezes the trigger. The only friend that he can depend on.

Tragedies don’t just happen. The signs are simply overlooked every day until it’s too late.

After the read be sure to review the author’s note where resources for additional help are listed. There are also discussion questions to generate conversation & get adults and student’s talking.

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Excerpt
“Honestly man, I can’t see two hours ahead right now, bro. This really hurts.”

“You listen to me. You’re going to be the best man in my wedding you hear me? And I’m going to be the best man in yours. And next year were going to Hawaii just like we talked about. The next year we’ll do our U.S road trip – none of this stupid high school shit changes any of that. You hear me?”

Blaze held his head down. He shook as he cried. Mark put his arms around him and fought back tears himself.

“You promise me that you’re not leaving me with these jerks, Blaze. I been watching Dr. Phil I know how this works.”

He smiled a little at the Dr. Phil joke but still said nothing. He just cried harder.

“I said, promise me.”

Blaze nodded in agreement.

“One hour at a time, one day at a time. All this is temporary. The only thing permanent is me and you, bro,” Mark said.

His heart was beating even faster now. “There’s one more thing – I need to tell someone.”

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Author Terry Keys

Author Terry Keys

About the Author
Terry Keys is an award-winning novelist, songwriter, and poet. He writes for Examiner.com and works as a project manager in the oil and gas industry. A native of Rosharon, Texas, Keys spends his free time hunting, fishing, and working out. He lives in Dickinson, Texas, with his wife and two children.

2017 NIEA award winner for Chained Guilt.

 

 

 

 

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

 

WINTER KING Book Blitz

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

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

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

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title:
WINTER KING
Series: The Wyth Courts #1
Author: J.S. Dark
Release Date: October 9, 2019
Genre: Adult Paranormal Fantasy Romance
Links: GoodreadsAmazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
His court is dying, and she’s his only hope …

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Just like I had done all day long.

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

A selfless, pure-hearted human.

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

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

She was the only one who could save my people. 

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Author J.S. Dark

Author J.S. Dark

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

 

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

CORRUPTED ENCHANTMENT Book Blitz

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Excerpt #2
Robin Hood…

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

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

“Robin,” Billy said. 

I glanced up at him. 

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

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

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

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

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Author C. Penticoff

Author C. Penticoff

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

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

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

 

 

 

 

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Where to Find C. Penticoff
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Blog Tour – Excerpt + Giveaway – CHASING BEVERLY by Ashlynn Cubbison

HASING BEVERLY Blog Tour

Welcome to the blog tour for CHASING BEVERLY, a stand-alone young adult/new adult contemporary sports romance, by Ashlynn Cubbison. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

CHASING BEVERLY by Ashlynn Cubbison

CHASING BEVERLY by Ashlynn Cubbison

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Title: CHASING BEVERLY
Author: Ashlynn Cubbison
Publisher: Acorn Publishing
Release Date: September 29, 2019
Genre: Young Adult Contemporary Sports Romance
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
Two people. One chance to let it all go.

Seeking redemption, Beverly Morgan has spent the last four years building an empire that was someone else’s dream. Devoted to her work, a handful of friends, and an array of charities, she’s been able to lock away her heart and convince herself it’s dead. After an unthinkable tragedy, Beverly should know by now that a single day can change everything.

She can’t run from love forever.

Gavin has it all, a thriving business, phenomenal family, supportive friends, but an hour with Beverly Morgan makes him question his entire life and his own happiness.

She could be exactly what he needs, if she’s brave enough to open up again.

 

 

 

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I’m four days shy of my eighteenth birthday, sandwiched between two Olympic gold medalists, and preparing to race for a spot in the 2016 Summer Olympics for the 400-meter event.

How did I even make it to the finals?

Hot bile floods my throat. As sweat drips from my brow, I hear a crazy woman shouting over the crowd.

“Breathe, baby! Breathe!”

Peeking over at the gate to the right of me, our eyes connect. I realize she’s my crazy woman. With her huge smile and eyes blazing with pride, my mom always brings me comfort. My gaze slides from her encouraging face and lands on that of my boyfriend. Patrick’s crooked smile has been the same since we were kids.

Just the sight of them, here by my side, reassures me. I gulp in a deep, cleansing breath and bow my head. This silences the deafening noise, and it helps me to forget my shortcomings.

“On your marks!” a stern voice—the voice I’ve been listening for—bellows over the loudspeaker.

I step in front of my tightly spaced starting blocks, jumping one last time into the air to activate my muscles. Then I crawl backwards into the blocks, my left foot positioned in the back. As I slide my feet in, a smirk creeps across my lips. I picture Coach Schwarz in the stands, scolding me like he does before every race.

“Morgan, switch your damn feet, and space out your blocks more!”

My left knee digs into the rubbery Tartan Track. I focus on the connection of my damp skin against the hot track below. I say a silent prayer, thanking it for supporting my feet and body race after race.

Then, one last breath. I position my fingers behind the white line and await my next command.

“Set!” booms the Starter’s robotic voice over the loudspeaker.

My hips shoot straight up. Fire replaces my blood, surging through my veins.

BANG!

The starting gun reverberates through me.

I push out of the blocks, careful not to go out too hard in the first 200 meters. Keeping my eyes glued straight ahead, I don’t allow my opponents to bait me. Instead, I wait for my time. I stick close to the pack until I see my sweet spot ahead.

“Kick. Kick. Kick.” The words play like a mantra in my head as I round the second curve of the track. My body is weightless. My brain needs no prompting as it propels my legs forward. My feet become lighter, and my spikes barely touch the track before shooting forward for my next stride.

My arms pump harder as I enter my part of the race. The part in which I shine, the part I relish. The finish line is just ahead. Movement on my right enters my peripheral vision. I feel Sammy closing in. She’s right on my tail.

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Author Ashlynn Cubbison

Author Ashlynn Cubbison

About the Author
Ashlynn Cubbison is a goal-oriented, driven woman, who owns and operates four companies with her husband. They have two beautiful sons together, and although her life is chaotic, fun, full of love and never the same each day, somehow she finds room for writing as well.

Growing up Ashlynn struggled with reading. Then, in her sophomore year of high school, a small seed was planted. After acing a literary test, her teacher looked her square in the eye and said “you’ve been selling yourself short all year. I wonder what you could achieve with some effort.” After delving deeper into books, she discovered Pride and Prejudice, and has been an obsessive reader ever since.

Eventually her love of books translated into writing. She hopes to inspire others, especially children, to find their passion as she did.

Where to find Ashlynn Cubbison

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Release Day – ROWAN REVIVED by Taylor Danae Colbert

ROWAN REVIVED Release Day

Today is release day for ROWAN REVIVED, a stand-alone adult contemporary romance, by Taylor Danae Colbert. See below for information on the book, buy links, and an exclusive excerpt.

ROWAN REVIVED by Taylor Danae Colbert

ROWAN REVIVED by Taylor Danae Colbert

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Title: ROWAN REVIVED
Author: Taylor Danae Colbert
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance
Release Date: October 3, 2019
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
Miss Fix-It—that’s me. And when my sister and nephew are in danger, it’s my natural instinct to step in and get them out of Boston. The girl with the plan, always.

We land at the Rowan Inn—a charming bed-and-breakfast on the shores of the Chesapeake. A sweet little haven we’re hoping will bring us the peace we so desperately need.

Instead, it brings us Jesse Rowan, the gruff and grumpy son of the original owners. The same guy who is single-handedly sinking the Inn faster than an anchor in the bay. But we need a place to crash until I can figure out our next move, so I convince him to let us stay in exchange for help around the place.

At first, he’s rude, sarcastic, and standoffish. But after a few months of working around the Inn together, I realize he’s not as callous as he’d like us to think. And I realize that maybe the Inn isn’t the only project I want to take on. He needs some fixing, too.

But the Inn has to be just a pitstop for us. And as long as we’re on the run, Jesse Rowan can’t be my final destination.

 

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“Can I help you?” he asks again.“No, thanks. We’re just waiting for the owners. We need a room,” I say. Before he says anything, I glare at him. “You know, you almost killed us back there.”

He looks at me with a tilted head.

“You were in the middle of the damn intersection,” he says, nonchalantly, as he makes his way around to the cab of his truck. He pulls out a long piece of wood, and carries it toward the front porch.

“You had a stop sign,” I say.

“It’s a stop sign,” he says. “Not a stop-and-wait-for-an-hour sign.”

I roll my eyes.

“We have a kid, asshole,” I say. My language catches him off guard, and he looks at me through a side-eye.

“I see that. So you should probably drive more carefully,” he says, walking back toward the truck to grab another piece.

I hear Millie snort from behind me, and I glare at her.

“Whatever. We will just wait around back for them to get back,” I say, ushering Caleb and Millie along.

“That’s fine, but the owner is already here,” he calls from the cab of the truck. I freeze.

“They are? Where?” I ask. A sly smirk tugs at his lips.

“You’re lookin’ at him. Mr. Asshole, at your service,” he says, tipping his hat, then pulling it back on his head tightly.

“What?” I ask. He doesn’t reply, he just walks past me with another piece of wood.

“The website said that a couple owned it, Mr. and Mrs. Rowan?” Millie asks. His attitude changes a bit with Millie. He stands a little straighter, looks her in the eye a little longer. I see him studying the black-and-blue on her face, but he looks away quickly.

“They’re dead,” he says, walking back to the truck. “I own this shithole now.”

I look up at the house. I remember the photos on the website–clean, stunning, so well-kept. And now, here it is, in shambles, like a tarnishing piece of silver.

“Who are you?” I ask. He turns to me, wiping a bead of sweat onto his sleeve.

“Jesse Rowan,” he says.

“Rowan?” I ask.

“Rowan. Like the sign!” Caleb says. Jesse looks down at Caleb, who’s back to stroking the dog. That smile tugs at his lips again.

“Like the sign,” he says.

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Author Taylor Danae Colbert

Author Taylor Danae Colbert

About the Author
Taylor Danae Colbert is a romance and women’s fiction author. When she’s not chasing her toddler or hanging with her husband, she’s probably under her favorite blanket, either writing a book, or reading one. Taylor lives in Maryland, where she was born and raised.

 

 

 

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Release Day +Giveaway – RIBBONS OF SCARLETT – by Laura Kamoie, Kate Quinn, Stephanie Dray, Sophie Perinot, Heather Webb, and E. Knight

RIBBONS OF SCARLETT Release Day

Today is release day for RIBBONS OF SCARLETT, a stand-alone adult historical novel by New York Times bestselling authors, Laura Kamoie, Kate Quinn, Stephanie Dray, Sophie Perinot, Heather Webb, and E. Knight. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on their giveaway.

RIBBONS OF SCARLETT – by Laura Kamoie, Kate Quinn, Stephanie Dray, Sophie Perinot, Heather Webb, and E. Knight

RIBBONS OF SCARLETT – by Laura Kamoie, Kate Quinn, Stephanie Dray, Sophie Perinot, Heather Webb, and E. Knight

About the Book
Title: RIBBONS OF SCARLETT
Author: Laura Kamoie, Kate Quinn, Stephanie Dray, Sophie Perinot, Heather Webb, and E. Knight
Publisher: HarperCollins
Release Date: October 1, 2019
Genre: Adult Historical
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo | indiBound | Audible

Synopsis
Ribbons of Scarlet is a timely story of the power of women to start a revolution—and change the world.

In late eighteenth-century France, women do not have a place in politics. But as the tide of revolution rises, women from gilded salons to the streets of Paris decide otherwise—upending a world order that has long oppressed them.

Blue-blooded Sophie de Grouchy believes in democracy, education, and equal rights for women, and marries the only man in Paris who agrees. Emboldened to fight the injustices of King Louis XVI, Sophie aims to prove that an educated populace can govern itself–but one of her students, fruit-seller Louise Audu, is hungrier for bread and vengeance than learning. When the Bastille falls and Louise leads a women’s march to Versailles, the monarchy is forced to bend, but not without a fight. The king’s pious sister Princess Elisabeth takes a stand to defend her brother, spirit her family to safety, and restore the old order, even at the risk of her head.

But when fanatics use the newspapers to twist the revolution’s ideals into a new tyranny, even the women who toppled the monarchy are threatened by the guillotine. Putting her faith in the pen, brilliant political wife Manon Roland tries to write a way out of France’s blood-soaked Reign of Terror while pike-bearing Pauline Leon and steely Charlotte Corday embrace violence as the only way to save the nation. With justice corrupted by revenge, all the women must make impossible choices to survive–unless unlikely heroine and courtesan’s daughter Emilie de Sainte-Amaranthe can sway the man who controls France’s fate: the fearsome Robespierre.

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National Convention
Paris, France
December 1792

“There she is, the harlot . . .”

La femme Roland . . .”

“Traitorous slut . . .”

The whispers followed me as I made my way across the floor, looking neither right nor left. It was the first time a woman had been called to address the Convention, and I’d dressed for the occasion as though it were an honor: a blue gown that foamed about my feet as I stalked to the bar, a white fichu pinned with my tricolor cockade, red ribbons twined through my hair. A revolutionary patriot, top to toe. When I turned to face the questions, I let my eyes travel, bold and confident, to the high bleacher seats where the radical Jacobins held court.

Before the proceedings could even begin, some heckler from their ranks called, “How do you answer the charge of treason, citizeness?”

I replied with calm contempt. “The charge is ludicrous, and all here know it.”

It was a smear job of the crudest kind: an unsavory informer reporting he had discovered a London conspiracy to restore the king, and that my husband and I were complicit. My husband had already been summoned to account for himself and had perhaps not done as well as he might: he couldn’t hide his indignation, and he became flustered when the tone turned sneering. I would not give my questioners a chance to sneer.

“The informer states clearly, Citizeness Roland, that you—”

“I did not summon him.” I spoke briskly, taking the reins before my questioner could bring down the whip and speed this interrogation to the pace my enemies wanted. This was going to go at my pace, not theirs. “From my files of letters I can see the man wrote to me, asking for an interview with Minister Roland. I receive dozens of such requests every week.”

“You do not deny you received the man?”

“He paid a brief call, and from his probing I concluded he was sent to sound us out about some scheme or other.” I smiled. “Or perhaps I was wrong. I am a woman and not skilled in these matters.”

The questioner took turns with his colleagues, trying to turn my words on me, trying to talk me in circles. As long as I had listened to politicians drone over my dinner table, I could talk anyone in circles. I shredded their accusations and stamped the shreds underfoot, feeling the color rise in my cheeks—not embarrassment, but the fierce heat of pride. Was this what Roland felt when he addressed the Convention? This rush of power that tingled the fingertips, the confidence that my words were deploying like obedient soldiers and the crowd sat in the palm of my hand? Why would anyone who had command of this floor ever leave it?

Finally, I was excused to the sound of ringing applause among the deputies, the charge dismissed in full, the honors of the session formally accorded to me. I looked from Robespierre to Danton to Marat with a wide bland smile as I glided out, and the smile became a beam as my husband drew me into the nearest empty hall.

“Thank goodness it’s over.” His face was creased with relief. “Let me take you home, calm your nerves.”

“My nerves are calm, and I can take myself home. You stay, speak with those who need reassuring.”

He kissed my forehead. “I hated seeing you up there,” he muttered, before rushing back inside.

He’d hardly gone before a low voice spoke behind me, prickling my skin. “I loved seeing you up there. You were born to it.”

I turned, smile draining away. The man who loved me stood feet planted wide, arms folded, dark hair rumpled—he must have been waiting to catch me alone. “Citizen,” I managed to say, not daring to put his name through my lips.

“You were brilliant,” he said quietly. “Brave as a lioness.” A voice of calm power for a man not yet thirty-three. Six years younger than I, what did that say about me? “They should have known better than to try to trap you in so crude a snare.”

“That shabby excuse for a conspiracy might have been crude, but it was real, even if we had no involvement.” I kept my voice brisk, turning the conversation to safer waters. “As long as the king lives, there will be plots to restore him. The matter will have to be dealt with.”

“The king is just a man, and a small one.”

“With a long shadow.”

We both smiled involuntarily. It had always been like that with us, the eager cut-and-thrust of our minds. “If you wish to speak to my husband . . .”

But the man who loved me took my hand.

“Manon, I honor Roland and support him always. But I am here for you.”

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Author Laura Kamoie

Author Laura Kamoie

About Laura Kamoie
New York Times and USA Today bestseller Laura Kaye is the author of over forty books in romantic suspense and contemporary and erotic romance and has sold more than one million books in the U.S. alone. Among her many awards, she won the RT Book Reviews Reviewers’ Choice Award for Best Romantic Suspense of 2014 for Hard As You Can. A former college history professor, Laura grew up amid family lore involving angels, ghosts, and evil-eye curses, cementing her life-long fascination with storytelling and the supernatural. Laura lives in Maryland with her husband and two daughters, and appreciates her view of the Chesapeake Bay every day.

Laura also writes historical fiction under the name Laura Kamoie, also a Wall Street Journal, New York Times, and USA Today bestseller.

Laura is a member of the Romance Writers of America, the Maryland Romance Writers, the Washington Romance Writers, and she is past president of the RWA-Contemporary Romance Writers..

Where to find Laura Kamoie
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Release Day + Giveaway – TRUCE? HATING ELIJA MONROE by Amelia Kingston

TRUCE? HATING ELIJA MONROE Release Day

Today is release day for TRUCE? HATING ELIJA MONROE, a stand-alone adult contemporary small town enemies to lovers romantic comedy, by Amelia Kingston. See below for information on the book, buy links, and an exclusive excerpt.

TRUCE? HATING ELIJA MONROE by Amelia Kingston

TRUCE? HATING ELIJA MONROE by Amelia Kingston

About the Book
Title: TRUCE? HATING ELIJA MONROE
Author: Amelia Kingston
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romantic Comedy
Release Date: October 1, 2019
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & NobleKobo

Synopsis
A small town enemies-to-lovers romantic comedy. 

Harper Delaney is a newly certified elementary school teacher with the mountain of student loan debt to prove it. Moving back to her claustrophobically small hometown is about as tempting as two week old sushi, but the allure of free rent and a guaranteed summer teaching job are undeniable.

On the hunt for her dream job in San Francisco, Harper just needs to survive the summer without murdering Elijah Monroe. He may have grown into a scorchingly hot fireman, but he’s still her nemesis. Harper gave Elijah her heart when she was sixteen, and never forgave the jerk for not wanting it. Probably for the best, since he’s also her stepbrother. 

Elijah still makes Harper’s blood boil and heart race. And he knows it. She’ll wipe that smug smirk off his gorgeous face before leaving town. The only question is if she wants to do it with a kiss or a slap.

 

 

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Elijah tugs the baseball bat off my shoulder but not out of my hands. Sliding up to the handle, his hand finds mine. Our fingers brush in the lightest of torturing touches. My eyes spring open to find him peering down at me. I lean in, falling into him. Falling for him. 

“You aren’t a big fan of”—his eyes drop to my lips—“space.” His voice is almost a whisper. His breath is warm and minty. That intimate surge of electricity courses through me. I hate the way my body responds to him, even after all these years. 

“That’s what you think?” I snap, louder than I need to be. 

He’s close enough our chests brush together with every heavy breath.“That’s what I know.”

“Know?” I scoff, but don’t pull away. “Since when do you know anything about me?”

He smirks. His eyes find mine. They are filled with a familiar devious glint that shakes my resolve to hate him forever. Just a little. “Short Stack, I know everything about you.”

“Know thy enemy?”

“You’re not my enemy, Harper.” He sighs, dropping the bat and stepping back. “And I wish you’d stop trying to make me yours.” 

And just like that, the moment is broken. He examines me for the millionth time, same as when we first met. I know I still don’t pass his test when he shakes his head and stalks back to the kitchen. I follow right behind, drawn to him against my will and my better judgement.

He shoves one of Beverly’s delicious cookies into his mouth and I screech, “Those are mine.”

“All two dozen?”

“Yes,” I declare without shame. Okay, maybe just a little shame. 

Through a mouthful of my cookies, he retorts, “They aren’t even your favorites.” Crumbs tumble down to the front of his shirt and chocolate is smeared in the corner of his mouth. He looks like a little kid caught in the cookie jar. It shouldn’t be adorable, but on Elijah, of course it is. 

I cross my arms and cock an eyebrow. “Oh? Then what is, Mr. Know-it-all?” 

His eyes lock on mine. They shine with smugness. I keep my face stoic when he opens the fridge. I don’t react when he pulls out the cake. But when he forks a bite straight off the platter I lose it. 

“Cut a slice like a normal human being, you Neanderthal.”

“Why bother? I’m going to eat the whole thing. Might as well conserve the dishes.”

I eye my beloved cake desperately, every forkful a stab to my heart. “You can’t.” 

“Why not?” he challenges as he shoves another massive bite in his sexy mouth. I lick my lips. Elijah Monroe and devil’s food cake, the two most delicious things in the world combined to bring me to my knees. 

“Fine. It’s my favorite. Now, please put the fork down and step away.”

His broad, beautiful smile makes my heart stop and my stomach flip. “Sure thing, Short Stack.” 

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Author Amelia Kingston

Author Amelia Kingston

About the Author
Amelia Kingston is many things, the most interesting of which are probably California girl, writer, traveler, and dog mom. She survives on chocolate, coffee, wine, and sarcasm. Not necessarily in that order.  

She’s been blessed with a patient husband who’s embraced her nomad ways and traveled with her to over 30 countries across 5 continents (I’m coming for you next, Antarctica!). She’s also been cursed with an impatient (although admittedly adorable) terrier who pouts when her dinner is 5 minutes late. 

She writes about strong, stubborn, flawed women and the men who can’t help but love them. Her irreverent books aim to be silly and fun with the occasional storm cloud to remind us to appreciate the sunny days. As a hopeless romantic, her favorite stories are the ones that remind us all that while love is rarely perfect, it’s always worth chasing. 

Where to Find Amelia Kingston
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Blog Tour – Excerpt + Giveaway – A SCATTERING OF LEAVES (Keeper of the Souls) by Patricia Reynolds

A SCATTERING OF LEAVES Blog Tour

Welcome to the blog tour for A SCATTERING OF LEAVES, the second book in the young adult historical fantasy series, Keeper of Souls, by Patricia Reynolds. See below for information on the book and series, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

A SCATTERING OF LEAVES (Keeper of the Souls #2) by Patricia Reynolds

A SCATTERING OF LEAVES (Keeper of the Souls #2) by Patricia Reynolds

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Title: A SCATTERING OF LEAVES
Series: Keeper of Souls #2
Author: Patricia Reynolds
Publisher: Old Crow Publishing
Release Date: August 27, 2019
Genre: Young Adult Historical Fantasy
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Synopsis
Following his Vision Quest in A Scattering of Crows, Hidden Spirit continues the journey after an unsettling vision of his sister, Chasing Rabbit, in danger. He races against the clock to find the boarding school where Preacher Jim continues to indoctrinate the Sioux children. He fears he will be too late and wonders about the fate of his beloved, Morning Star.

Surviving insurmountable odds, Hidden Spirit rises to the harrowing challenge. Quelling his anger, his inner warrior and magical powers begin to surface and develop in ways he never thought possible. Along the way, he meets some unsuspecting friends and allies that help forge this epic journey.

 

 

 

 

 

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“I wish I had seen your Hidden Spirit,” Ellie says, enviously. “He sounds wonderful.”

“Well, he is and it was… like… magic. Hidden Spirit can do mysterious things you know. He’s our hero,” she says, proudly. Little Moon is so excited that she stands up, hops on one foot, grabs a wet dress, and twirls in circles. “He must be near, Ellie. He must be. I have prayed to the Great Spirit every night to guide him to us so that he will take us home.”

“Home?” Ellie repeated, grabbing the girl’s wrists. “That’s marvelous news, Little Moon… to leave this god-awful place.”

“You know,” she says, beaming, “The elders knew he was going to be special, the day he was born. They said he is destined for real big things and that Hidden Spirit’s, grandfather, was going to teach him big secrets from another place… so he could be a really good medicine man. His grandfather is dead, but still has the power. The crows became his friends when he was little, and, when he shot one of them, they taught him a big lesson. Now they protect and guide him. Hidden Spirit is brave,” Little Moon says with her newfound confidence. “He’s a warrior, too. Our people have lots of powers, you know. They wouldn’t scalp you or anything like that, like the white people say.”

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Author Patricia Reynolds

Author Patricia Reynolds

About the Author
Patricia Reynolds lives in Washington State with her partner of many years, along with their adopted family of dogs and cats. She has a passion for nature and the environment, and a soft spot for animals of all kinds. Patricia’s primary goal in writing this book was to lend a voice to the forgotten. Her young adult fantasy series: Keeper of the Souls, is based on actual events.

 

 

 

 

 

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Blog Tour – Excerpt + Giveaway – AN ALASKAN CHRISTMAS (Wild River) by Jennifer Snow

AN ALASKAN CHRISTMAS Blog Tour

Welcome to the blog tour for AN ALASKAN CHRISTMAS, the first book in the adult contemporary romance series, Wild River, by Jennifer Snow. See below for information on the book, buy links, the book’s trailer, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

AN ALASKAN CHRISTMAS (Wild River #1) by Jennifer Snow

AN ALASKAN CHRISTMAS (Wild River #1) by Jennifer Snow

About the Book
Title: AN ALASKAN CHRISTMAS
Series: Wild River #1
Author: Jennifer Snow
Publisher: Harlequin
Release Date: September 24, 2019
Genre: Adult Contemporary Holiday Romance
Link: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & NobleiBooks | Kobo | GooglePlay

Synopsis
In Alaska, it’s always a white Christmas—but the sparks flying between two reunited friends could turn it red-hot…

If there’s one gift Erika Sheraton does not want for Christmas, it’s a vacation. Ordered to take time off, the workaholic surgeon reluctantly trades in her scrubs for a ski suit and heads to Wild River, Alaska. Her friend Cassie owns a tour company that offers adventures to fit every visitor. But nothing compares to the adrenaline rush Erika feels on being reunited with Cassie’s brother, Reed Reynolds. 

Gone is the buttoned-up girl Reed remembers. His sister’s best friend has blossomed into a strong, skilled, confident woman. She’s exactly what his search-and-rescue team needs—and everything he didn’t know he craved. The gulf between his life in Wild River and her big-city career is wide. But it’s no match for a desire powerful enough to melt two stubborn hearts…

Advance Praise for An Alaskan Christmas: 

“An Alaskan Christmas is heartwarming, romantic, and utterly enjoyable.”—New York Times bestselling author Melissa Foster

“Prepare to have your heartstrings tugged! Pure Christmas delight.”—New York Times bestselling author Lori Wilde

“Readers will enjoy the mix of sexy love scenes, tense missions, and amiable banter. This entertaining introduction to Wild River will encourage fans of small-town contemporaries to follow the series.”—Publishers Weekly

“An exciting contemporary series debut with a wildly unique Alaskan setting.”—Kirkus

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Erika took one look at the stairs and shook her head. “That’s not going to work.” She lifted one boot-clad foot so he could see the high heel and he caught her as she toppled off balance.

He gritted his teeth. Of course—her nonsensical, yet sexy as all fuck heels. Heels on boots that hugged her shapely calves nicely and forced a distracting sway in her hips when she finally did go to the restroom at the bar, but not exactly grate-friendly.

He sighed as he scooped her up.

“What are you doing?”

“Getting you upstairs,” he said, jogging up the stairs with her in his arms. She wasn’t heavy and he held his breath, the scent of her soft perfume overshadowing the smell of tequila on her breath.

He was glad they were calling it a night before the bar got really busy. She was far too distracting, especially once she’d let her guard down. Her unexpected smile had mesmerized him and her easy-sounding laugh had surprised him. Her body was smoking hot, but it was her dark eyes and full, pouty lips that had him fighting an odd attraction to his sister’s best friend all evening.

When she stopped spouting bullshit, she was even kind of funny in a dry humor, self-deprecating way. Too bad she couldn’t have a sense of humor like this when she was sober.

“Shit. I forgot my gloves,” Cassie said behind them. “Here’s my keys, I’ll be right back.” She tossed the keys at him and turned to head back toward the bar.

He caught the keys. “What? No…what am I supposed to do with her?”

“Just set her down on the couch. I’ll get blankets and a pillow when I get back,” Cassie called as she disappeared down the street.

“Great,” he muttered.

“Oh come on. Don’t act like you’re not enjoying this macho act of heroism.” Erika struggled with the pronunciation. “You were always the protector type.” She touched his chest and her eyes raked him in. She was looking at him the same way she’d gazed longingly at the chocolate Santa moments before.

He wasn’t sure which unsettled him most, the look in her eyes, the fact that she remembered something personal about him or the hardening in his pants at her touch.

He unlocked the door and nudged it open with her body. Then he promptly discarded her on the couch as instructed.

Done. She was there safely. Just leave.

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Author Jennifer Snow

Author Jennifer Snow

About the Author
Jennifer Snow lives in Edmonton, Alberta with her husband and four year old son. She is a member of the RWA, the Alberta Writers Guild, Canadian Authors Association and SheWrites.org. Her first Brookhollow book was a finalist in the Heart of Denver Aspen Gold contest and the Golden Quill Award. .

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Blog Tour – Excerpt + Giveaway – SILENT MUSIC by Aisling Magic

SILENT MUSIC Blog Tour

Welcome to the blog tour for SILENT MUSIC, a stand-alone adult contemporary romance, by Aisling Magic. See below for information on the book, preorder links, and an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

SILENT MUSIC by Aisling Magic

SILENT MUSIC by Aisling Magic

About the Book
Title: SILENT MUSIC
Author: Aisling Magic
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance
Release Date: September 30, 2019
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo

Synopsis
Brought together by passion;
Separated by destiny.

She’s his muse.
His love.
His inspiration.
And he refuses to let her go.

For nearly two years, Kai Eastwood has watched Phoenix Banks lost in a state of coma.
Singing the songs they wrote.
Remembering the moments they spent together.
Missing the kisses they shared.
Holding hope.

But how long can hope be held when, with each new day, Phoenix slips farther away?

Maybe this time
When the music fades,
And the silence invades,
Their song will begin.

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I got out of the car after I grabbed my phone and earbuds. I just needed some peace and good music to relax. My gaze landed on a bench, and I started to walk toward it when I saw a girl sitting on the grass, the breeze caressing her hair. She brushed away a strand colored like a summer sunset. 

And my world halted.

Happiness fleeted in my heart, and the idiot forgot how to beat steadily. Without realizing what I was doing, my feet moved toward her. She was so lost in her own world that she didn’t see me approaching. With her back to me, I noticed that she was bent over her notepad and trying to complete a sentence—a poem? She let out a frustrated groan and threw the paper away. I picked the discarded paper up and read the words she wrote.

I’m music.

I’m the music.

I’m a song.

You’re my music.

Well, maybe not!

Then who are you? An idiot maybe!

She was writing a song. Was she a singer? I chuckled at what she wrote, and her head swung toward me.

Gorgeous.

Her small nose crunched and her green eyes behind those glasses trailed lazily over my body. Damn, she was cute. After her perusal, she licked her lips. I believed in lust a first sight, not love, but right now, looking at her, I just knew that—maybe—it was that blasted you-and-I-are-meant-to-be-with-each-other-at-first-sight thing. There was a little voice inside that whispered, “It’s her.” 

Somehow my anger regarding Amberson evaporated. Filling the spot next to her, I slid the pen from her fingers and waited to see if she’d protest. Her gaze remained on me, but I saw no signs of protest in her eyes. Instead, thousands of questions danced there, along with curiosity. I guess it’s all the permission I’ll get.

So I completed her line.

You’re my lyrics.

Her eyes swept over what I wrote again and again until she finally landed those greens on me. Confusion, hesitance, and a glimpse of admiration lurked there, but she didn’t say anything, and I refused to tarnish this moment by speaking. I placed the paper—and my heart—into the hands of a green-eyed girl whom I didn’t know and left. 

The silence between us was the sweetest music this universe has ever heard.

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About the Author
Aisling Magic is a twenty-something author who can either be found writing about people falling in love or has her nose buried in a book well past her bedtime. She enjoys chocolate, cello music, rainy nights, long drives, traveling the world, and Chris Hemsworth.

About her books: She writes romance stories with a hint of humor. Her heroines may not always be sexy, but are strong, her heroes may not always be the alpha but are dedicated and the families in her stories may not always be related by blood but are all bonded by heart. Aisling likes to pretend she’s the most badass character in her novels but in the real world, she doesn’t even go to the toilet at night without lighting up the house..

Where to find Aisling Magic
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