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Blog Tour – Excerpt – TANGLED UP IN YOU (The Shaughnessy Brothers) by Samantha Chase

TANGLED UP IN YOU Release Day

Welcome to the blog tour for TANGLED UP IN YOU, the seventh book in the adult contemporary romance series, The Shaughnessy Brothers, by Samantha Chase. See below for information the book and series, buy links, and an exclusive excerpt.

TANGLED UP IN YOU (The Shaughnessy Brothers #7) by Samantha Chase

TANGLED UP IN YOU (The Shaughnessy Brothers #7) by Samantha Chase

About the Book
Title: TANGLED UP IN YOU
Series: The Shaughnessy Brothers #7
Author: Samantha Chase
Publisher: Sourcebooks Casablanca
Release Date: April 30, 2019
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance
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Synopsis
They’ll change each other’s fate…

One fateful night Bobby Hannigan sustains a gunshot wound that could end his career as a police officer. If that’s taken from him, he doesn’t know what he’ll do. The only ray of hope is Teagan Shaughnessy—a kindhearted single mom who understands his struggles…

Teagan and her young son have just moved back to the Carolina coast to be near family. When she meets Bobby, the timing feels wrong, but everything else feels oh-so-right. Bobby and Teagan each had plans for their own futures. But they’re finding that those plans are meaningless if they can’t be together…

 

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Excerpt
He was only five feet from the door when Teagan stepped in front of him. Bobby stopped short so he wouldn’t slam into her.

“Oh no. You are not doing this again.”

“Excuse me?”

With her arms crossed over her chest, she nodded. “This running away crap? I’m done with that.”

He still wasn’t sure he understood what she was getting at, and she must have figured that out.

“First time we met? You walked away after a plate almost slipped out of your hands.”

“Teagan…”

“Then you pretty much sprinted out of here last week after you hurt your shoulder.”

“I had ice cream first.”

She gave him a sour look. “And you didn’t come back like you said you would.” She stepped in close to him. “I prefer it when people honor their word.”

Now he was getting a little annoyed.

“I think if Anna hadn’t asked you to come today, I’d probably never have seen you again. I mean, sure, maybe at some Shaughnessy family event years from now, but other than that, you would have done whatever you could to avoid me. Except thanks to Anna, you did come back, and you’ve played with Lucas and by now he’s got some sort of hero-worship thing going on with you. So if you think I’m going to just let you pull another disappearing act, you’re crazy!”

She was doing her best to keep her voice down, but there was no mistaking how angry she was. Now what was he supposed to do? Or say?

Teagan must have taken his silence for something else because she let out a huff of annoyance and stepped aside, motioning toward the door. “Fine. Whatever. Just go.”

He heard her annoyance, but he saw her disappointment. And that got to him more than anything else.

Instead of walking out the door, he advanced on her. Her eyes went wide and she took a step back, even as he took another toward her.

“You’re wrong,” he said, his voice low and gruff. “I did want to see you again. Since the day we met, I’ve wanted to see you again. Even after I stormed off like a jackass, all I could think about was how good it would be to see you again.”

Teagan took two steps back and hit the wall. Bobby moved in until they were toe-to-toe. “I don’t like asking anyone for help or needing help, but the fact that I kept embarrassing myself in front of you? It was almost more than I could stand.”

“Bobby, you had nothing to be embarrassed about. I totally understand what you’re dealing with,” she argued.

But he shook his head. “You don’t. You can’t,” he countered. “I’m just a man, Teagan, and I can’t help but have a little pride. I don’t like looking weak. I don’t like being weak. If we had met at any other time—”

“But we didn’t,” she whispered.

Yeah, it was crazy to wish for something he couldn’t have. In a perfect world, he wouldn’t have gotten shot. In a perfect world, he would have been confident enough to ask her out. And in a perfect world, he’d have every right to close the distance between them and kiss her.

She swallowed hard, her big blue eyes never blinking, and watched him as if waiting for…something.

“What is it you want from me, Teagan? You want me to apologize for walking away? For not coming back? What? Tell me what it is you’d like me to do.”

He hoped and prayed she wanted the same thing he did.

“I want you to stop running. You have nothing to fear from me,” she said, brutal in her frankness. “I don’t care that you’re still recovering. I don’t care that you may need help from time to time. But I expect honesty from my friends, Bobby. Always.”

Friends.

The kiss of death.

Dammit.

So many retorts were on the tip of his tongue, yet he couldn’t speak. Friends? So the attraction he’d been feeling was all one-sided? For a man who never had to put much effort into getting a woman, this was like being hit in the face with the ball all over again.

“Friends,” he finally said.

She nodded. “It’s all I can offer you.” Apparently, he was that transparent. “My main priority is Lucas, and I’m not looking to get involved with anyone. Especially someone who…” She paused and looked down at the floor.

“Someone who what?” he prompted, feeling more than a little annoyed now.

After a moment, she looked back up at him. “Someone with a history of being a serial dater,” she said defiantly. “If I were single, no kids, it would be one thing, but I have my son to worry about. I don’t get involved in casual relationships. I can’t. As it is, I was scared even to let you come and watch him today, because other than my dad, Lucas hasn’t had any other male role models. Now that I see how quickly he bonded with you, I regret my selfishness.”

“How the hell were you selfish?”

“I was desperate to have a day to myself!” she cried. “To get my nails done and my hair cut and do all the things I haven’t had the time to do in forever. And now I’m going to be hearing all about you for who knows how long!”

Now he was thoroughly confused.

“So now I’m not good enough even to have around as a friend?” he asked incredulously.

“That’s not what I’m saying, Bobby. I’m saying…I don’t want to confuse Lucas. I don’t want him getting attached to someone who has no interest in sticking around.”

Again the questions about Lucas’s father came to mind, but he was too wrapped up in all the ways Teagan was insulting him right now to ask.

He leaned in close. “You don’t know anything about me.” He meant to sound menacing, and he felt like he pulled it off.

“I know enough. People talk,” she replied confidently.

“People? What people?”

“Quinn,” she said with a smug smile. “He told me all about you.”

If he thought he was angry before, it was nothing compared to how he felt right now. How dare his brother-in-law say anything derogatory about him! That crap was supposed to be all ancient history.

“You know my history with your cousin,” he countered. “Of course he was going to talk trash about me. And why would you even ask him? Why not just come to me if you wanted to know something?”

“Because you were usually walking away. When was I supposed to ask you anything?”

Okay. She had a point. But still…

This wasn’t getting them anywhere. He wasn’t doing himself any favors with the way he was acting right now, and thanks to Quinn, she already had a bad opinion of him, one that he would have to fight. Stepping away from her, he raked a hand through his hair and let out a weary sigh. Maybe it was time to just let this go. His life was total crap right now, and she wasn’t looking to get involved with anyone, so why was he fighting this?

When he faced her again, he had his answer.

Because she was beautiful.

Because she challenged him.

Because she had the potential to break his heart.

In a perfect world, all the obstacles would be removed. But this wasn’t a perfect world and he was an imperfect man. And because he had nothing left to lose, he leaned in and kissed her.

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Book 1: MADE FOR US
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Book 2 : LOVE WALKS IN
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Book 3: LOVE WALKS IN
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Book 4: THIS IS OUR SONG
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Book 5: A SKY FULL OF STARS
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Book 6: HOLIDAY SPICE
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Author Samantha Chase

Author Samantha Chase

About the Author
Samantha Chase is a New York Times and USA Today bestseller of contemporary romance. She released her debut novel in 2011 and currently has more than forty titles under her belt! When she’s not working on a new story, she spends her time reading romances, playing way too many games of Scrabble or Solitaire on Facebook, wearing a tiara while playing with her sassy pug Maylene…oh, and spending time with her husband of 25 years and their two sons in North Carolina.

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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – I SPY THE BOY NEXT DOOR by Samantha Armstrong

I SPY THE BOY NEXT DOOR Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for I SPY THE BOY NEXT DOOR, a stand-alone young adult contemporary romance, by Samantha Armstrong, releasing May 25, 2019. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

I SPY THE BOY NEXT DOOR by Samantha Armstrong

I SPY THE BOY NEXT DOOR by Samantha Armstrong

About the Book
Title: I SPY THE BOY NEXT DOOR
Author: Samantha Armstrong
Release Date: May 25, 2019
Genre:
 Young Adult Contemporary Romance
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
Four p.m. spy sessions are the highlight of Mallory Taylor’s day. Observing the boy next door—one with a body and an attitude to match—has her perched beside her window so often it can’t be healthy.

When she finally convinces her mom to let her go to public school, Mallory comes face to face with her neighbor, Troy Parker. And he makes it clear he wants nothing to do with her. His rejection awakens a newfound tenacity and maybe even a touch of recklessness. But when Troy starts to show up when she needs him the most, Mallory can’t help but wonder if there’s more to him than he’s let on.

Taking chances, breaking rules, and following her heart is all new to Mallory. And no one warned her just how fickle hearts can be. When she discovers that Troy isn’t at all the guy she imagined him to be, secrets rise to the surface that will change her life forever.

**This is a standalone mature YA/new adult contemporary romance.

 

 

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Excerpt #3
“Friends don’t cuddle,” I whisper.

“No, really?” The corners of his mouth tip up a fraction.

The more he talks, the tighter my chest squeezes. The longer I look at him, the harder it is to keep it from crushing.

My gaze flicks to his lips, and a shiver shoots through my veins.

He pulls his bottom lip between his teeth, and my eyes snap to his.

Hungry. Wild. Daring.

The look works knots into my stomach.

I’ve fantasized what our first kiss would be like, and it’s always resembled the feeling I’m getting right now as I look into his eyes. It wouldn’t be something soft, or innocent. It would dance on the edge of dangerous. He’d kiss me hard and fast. Our lips would hurt, our breaths would turn ragged, and our chests would almost break from the racket inside.

I gasp when his fingers brush along my jaw, trailing over my cheekbone, leaving me breathless. My eyes flutter open and shut. It’s hard not to lean into his palm. It’s hard not to lean into him entirely.

His nostrils flare as he inhales a sharp breath and leans forward.

My skin prickles with eagerness. I’m about to make the connection when my computer sounds from across the room.

We both jerk back, my pulse plummeting faster than it ever has. It’s like I’m in a fighter jet and the captain has just pointed the nose at the ground and opened up the throttle.

Great. Just great!

Thanks a lot, Nicole.

His hand drops, and he rolls onto his back, staring up at the ceiling. I can’t see his face, so I don’t know what he’s thinking or feeling. But I sure as hell know I’m going to virtually wring Nicole’s neck.

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Author Samantha Armstrong

Author Samantha Armstrong

About the Author
Samantha Armstrong‘s novels incorporate all of the feels–from swoon-worthy heroes to sweet-but-mostly-sassy heroines, quirk and laughter to emotional grit and panty melting-heat. She has written in multiple genres, but never strays far from romance.

Born and raised in New Zealand, Samantha Armstrong prefers to be tucked away writing whenever she can — or, rather, whenever her adorable yet demanding baby boy allows.

A normal day for her includes diapers–lots of them–walks with both babies (i.e. human baby and dog baby), writing between naps, and staying up late to write even more. Then somehow fitting all the other stuff in between.

To sign up for information on upcoming releases, giveaways and more: https://www.samantharmstrong.com/subscribe.

 

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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – RAVEN ACOUSTICS (Red and Black) by Grace Harper

RAVEN ACOUSTICS Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for RAVEN ACOUSTICS, the third book in the adult contemporary rock star romance series, Red & Black, by Grace Harper. See below for information on the book and series, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

RAVEN ACOUSTICS (Red & Black #3) by Grace Harper

RAVEN ACOUSTICS (Red & Black #3) by Grace Harper

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title: RAVEN ACOUSTICS
Series: Red & Black #3
Author: Grace Harper
Release Date: April 9, 2019
Genre:
 Adult Contemporary Rock Star Romance
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Synopsis
Errol Thomas has a tortured soul, always has had.

Errol is out of rehab and is set on world domination. His record label is only too happy to pull his puppet strings to get him to the top of the soul music charts.

But it comes at a price, a price Errol doesn’t find out until it is too late.

He seeks solace in a local candle maker’s shop where Jane, the owner listens to tales of woe. When Ivory walks into the shop that has been his home away from home for over ten years, he is knocked sideways.

It’s only when he meets Ivory that he vows to keep his sobriety promise.

Just when Errol is on an even keel, falling in love with Ivory, her past comes knocking to reveal her secrets. In turn, his cover story at the label starts to unravel.

Will Errol be able to keep focussed on the end game or will he be collateral damage?

Red & Black have their own issues to deal with and become involved with Errol’s music career even if they don’t want to.

This is the third standalone romance novel in the Red & Black Series. 

Book 1: Charcoal Notes
Book 2: Crimson Melodies

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Excerpt
Deadline day had arrived.

The intimidating man sitting across from me in his ivory tower office had given me plenty of time to decide.

“What’s it to be, Errol?” Quinn said. His attention was squarely on his phone. I could be forgiven for thinking he couldn’t care less about my answer.

Today, I needed to sign the recording contract with The Dark Side record label or walk away. Quinn Saunders who owned the label had a plan that had played out to perfection. I’d won a talent contest, with my real name and my true passion for singing soul music. Transforming from Casey Lowe, rock band front man to Errol Thomas, solo soul singer was the best move I could have made and it was all thanks to Quinn.

When I saw Donovan Carter in the recording booth at my old label, a year ago, singing a Fragile song, I knew I had to leave Red & Black. When I watched Donovan sing the track, I could see Erin’s reflection in the glass wall of the studio. She’d given me the same proud smile years ago. That was when I was her favourite, before her husband Alex and long before Donovan.

The Dark Side record label building had stunning views across London. I loved coming up to the city to see Quinn. He’d coached me in the ways of the business and how to make a splash. His genius idea to use my real name and have the big reveal at the contest completely blinded all of them at Red & Black. For a moment, seeing Erin’s face when I shouted at Donovan about his sister made it all worthwhile. She doubted him and his innocence in what had happened. For a moment Erin was on my side. I hadn’t felt that in years, not since she danced with Alex Devlin at Green’s Music Venue. The night she left our friendship on the floor and went to him.

“Hell yes, I want this contract, pass me the pen.”

I jumped up from the leather sofa to reach for the contract. Quinn slapped his hand down hard on the stack of papers.

“Are you absolutely sure Errol? I’ll make you a worldwide sensation, but you’re going to have to play a role to get it.”

“I don’t care. All I want to do is to perform on stage and for everyone to know my name. I can sing, I’ve got the looks, and I don’t care what else I need to do.”

“Good lad,” Quinn said, flashing me a conspiratory smile. He took the pen from his inside jacket pocket and handed it over. The pen cost more than everything I owned. Everything about Quinn screamed wealth, and I wanted some of that money.

I scrawled my signature, using my real name in all the places the yellow sticky tabs told me to sign. The deal was done.

“What happens next?” I asked.

I’d retaken my seat on the sofa, watching the boats sail up the Thames river. Quinn had moved to the other side of his office into the gloom. The sun shone brightly in through the windows but only reached half of the floor space. Quinn’s black suit enabled him to blend in with the darkness, and I couldn’t see what he was doing.

“You wait for my call, lad. My PR people will be in touch soon with our game plan.”

“Am I going to lay down some tracks today?”

“Not yet.” I heard his irritation, I could have kicked myself for being over eager. Playing it cool never came easily to me. “We need to get everything in place first. We can take our time, get it right to make you a superstar.”

Quinn turned his back to take a call, dismissing me from the conversation. It wasn’t until he slipped through a side door in his office and his PA came in to collect the signed papers that I understood I was dismissed for the day.

“Have a great day, Errol,” she said with a smile that told me it had been many years since she’d had a good day.

I muttered my thanks to her retreating back, drank the glass of water in front of me and took one more look at Quinn’s office. Over the last couple of years, this had been our HQ for planning. Quinn discussed with me the next step in getting away from Maverick and Red & Black label. Years of planning and here I was, the ink still wet on the contract that would take me to superstardom.

Rubbing my closed fist against my chest as I left Quinn’s empty cold office, I looked for any familiar faces to chat with. I was still used to the Red & Black mansion where everything was open plan. Here at The Dark Side head office, all offices had doors with no windows to peek in. The grey slate coloured carpets marked my exit to the elevators and down to the security desk.

Quinn hadn’t told me what would happen in the coming months. I trusted him to keep me on the path to fame and fortune. Now that I’d signed the contract, I had faith in him more than ever to get me to household name status.

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Book 1: CHARCOAL NOTES
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Book 2: CRIMSON MELODIES
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Author Grace Harper

Author Grace Harper

About the Author
British author who loves to write about strong women and handsome men. She writes steamy romance novels that will warm your heart.

Writer of the Brodie Saga and the Geary Series, Grace immerses you in stories of love, or rather, love’s pursuit to bring together two people who were meant for each other. It’s not always quick or easy but it will happen eventually.

When Grace is not writing, she can be found mooching about in stationery stores. Grace might have a Maltesers addiction but is not ready to stand up and own that just yet.

 

 

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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – COME A LITTLE CLOSER (Georgia Boys) by Chrissy Brown

COME A LITTLE CLOSER Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for COME A LITTLE CLOSER, the second book in the adult contemporary romance series, Georgia Boys, by Chrissy Brown. See below for information on the book and series, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

COME A LITTLE CLOSER (Georgia Boys #2) by Chrissy Brown

COME A LITTLE CLOSER (Georgia Boys #2) by Chrissy Brown

About the Book – Read for Free to Kindle Unlimited
Title: COME A LITTLE CLOSER
Series: Georgia Boys #2
Author: Chrissy Brown
Release Date: January 13, 2019
Genre:
 Adult Contemporary Romance
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Synopsis
Sophie was the love of my life. Okay, we were twelve the last time I saw her but still. I’ve tried everything to move on—whiskey, women, weed. Nothing seemed to fill the void. Now, ten years later, she shows up out of the blue. The problem, I’m not the boy she used to know. I have a reputation that could ruin everything. Still, I have to try. Even if nothing happens between us, having Sophie in my life as a friend is better than not having her at all.Come A Little Closer is the second installment in the Georgia Boys Series. It can be read as a standalone novel.

 

 

 

 

 

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Excerpt
I blush and shake my head. “We should get started on the bedroom.”

Kevin follows behind me, fiddling with his phone. I refill the paint tray and set it on the bedroom floor. Maroon 5’s “Girls Like You” starts playing. Kevin comes up behind me, puts his hands on my hips and begins to move them to the music. He presses against my back. My hands fall to my sides, and I tilt my head against his chest.

“This is not helping my walls get painted,” I whine.

“Come on, dance with me.” he pleads.

I turn around and stare into his eyes. It would be so easy to get lost in them but I can’t. I won’t. My hips stop moving, but Kevin’s still dancing. I raise the paintbrush that’s in my hand and slap him in the face with it. Slap sounds violent. It was more like I grazed him with cream colored paint while my hand slowly moved in front of his face. Kevin stops dancing. His jaw hangs open.

“Game on babe.”

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Author Chrissy Brown

Author Chrissy Brown

About the Author
An avid reader who loves to write. When I’m not reading a book, I’m chasing around my twin girls or my two dogs.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Where to Find Chrissy Brown
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Blog Tour – Excerpt + Giveaway – SEIZE (Magnus Blackwell) by Alexandrea Weis and Lucas Astor

SEIZE Blog Tour

Welcome to the blog tour for SEIZE, the third book in the adult supernatural series, Magnus Blackwell, byAlexandrea Weis and Lucas Astor. See below for information on the book and series, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on their giveaway.

SEIZE (Magnus Blackwell #3) by Alexandrea Weis and Lucas Astor

SEIZE (Magnus Blackwell #3) by Alexandrea Weis and Lucas Astor

About the Book
Title: SEIZE
Series: Magnus Blackwell #3
Author: Alexandrea Weis and Lucas Astor
Publisher: Vesuvian Books
Release Date: March 26, 2019
Genre: Adult Supernatural
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Synopsis
Lexie Arden has a loving husband, a thriving business, and consults with the New Orleans Police Dept on murder cases. Kalfu has given her everything she desires, but challengers to her authority are closing in.

Her dark secret remains hidden from everyone except Magnus. He sees the evil growing stronger, changing her, and hurting her marriage. If Lexie doesn’t rid herself of Kalfu’s influence soon, the consequences will be irreversible.

When she unexpectedly inherits a cottage in the swamp, she uncovers a library of rare books on voodoo. Their spells can reverse the dark lord’s hold and set right the balance between darkness and light. But such magic requires a great sacrifice; one Lexie isn’t willing to make.

With the shadow spirits and raging voodoo gods vying for her attention, Lexie is on the verge of losing everything—her husband, her power, Magnus, and possibly, her life.

The battle for control of the mambo’s soul is about to begin.

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Excerpt #3
When the recessed lights came on, she stumbled backward.

Bookcases, dozens of them, lined the walls. Shelves crammed with a wide variety of covers, from leather-bound tomes to paperbacks, gave off a musty smell.

“Now, this is more like it.”

Book after book, title after title, was about magic, witchcraft, and voodoo. Lexie estimated there had to be a few hundred books in the room. Many were rare editions that collectors would kill to get their hands on—including Lexie.

She selected a leather book from the shelf titled, The Loa of the Voodoo Religion: Myths, Facts, and Mysteries. She sneezed as the dust rose into the air.

She flipped through the pages, intrigued by a chapter on infighting among the spirits of voodoo.

“I’ve heard ’bout you.” The voice was coarse, craggy. “The spirits speak of you. The mambo who serves two masters.”

Lexie almost dropped the book. A chilly breeze brushed her cheek. She stepped back from the shelf, searching the room.

“I can’t see you.”

“But you can feel me. Your blackness knows me.”

The voice was female.

A reading lamp on top of a pedestal turned on. Lexie tried to reach out with her power, but nothing came to her.

“Who are you?”

A shadow emerged from behind the pedestal. Black, cold, and fading in and out, it made the light flicker as it got closer.

Lexie held the book against her chest. The aroma of sweet pipe tobacco tickled her nose.

The shadowy figure moved away from the pedestal.

“You’re in my home. Where I used to live when I walked among the livin’.”

Lexie’s fear fizzled. “Your home? This was Kalila La Fay’s home. She was—”

“And before her, it belonged to another servant of your master, and another, and another.” A gravelly cackle rocked the air. “There have been so many, but only Kalfu knows all their names.”

For the first time since entering the home, the black in Lexie spurred to life. It felt safe here, but the rest of her didn’t.

“This house belongs to the priestess who serves Kalfu, doesn’t it?”

The spirit made of shadows moved closer. “Which is you now.”

Lexie’s bounding heart sounded like thunder in her ears. “How do you know that?”

The shadow rocked back and forth, and with every movement, specks of color showed against the blackness. Red appeared on the lower portion of the figure. The swaying motion soon became a rustling and a long skirt, one that reached the floor, materialized. A black shawl, woven in a pattern of squares, and a plain white top came into view. Her neck, the loose flesh around her jawline, and the dark color of her skin surfaced next. Her face came into focus, but what Lexie noticed first were the scars—ugly ones on her cheeks and across her forehead. A corncob pipe protruded from her lips, billowing black smoke crept upward in a lazy spiral. The last bit of her wardrobe to manifest—the red turban on her head.

“You’re his new prize. That’s why you’re here. To learn more about him.”

The spirit stepped closer, and Lexie noticed her limp. The afterlife had not given her freedom from infirmity like the other apparitions she’d seen. The disfigured face and sad appearance had only one explanation—a curse. Lexie had seen it before, with Magnus and others. When the atrocities of life remained like scars on the soul, the spirit had been doomed from the moment of death to suffer for its sins.

“You were a priestess, like me.”

“I ain’t nothin’ like you. You practice city magic. My skills came from the swamps. Lotta power there people know nothin’ about.”

“How did you end up haunting this library?”

“I drown in this house when the storm of 1915 hit. The water came up so fast, I never had a chance. Been here ever since.”

Lexie remembered the storm and the priestess who had predicted it. “You’re Julie Brown. You belonged to Maman Brigitte.”

The old woman glided up to her, motioning to the book in her hand. “You don’t belong to one master. Neither did I.” Julie Brown swept past her, heading to a corner bookcase. “We can choose who we allow to guide us, and who we wish to banish from our soul. But you gotta be real careful ’bout not lettin’ one spirit get stronger than another. That was my mistake. I let Kalfu take over. Maman Brigitte wasn’t happy about it.”

Lexie’s legs wobbled, and she fought to regain her balance. Julie Brown had been like her—one priestess bound to two masters. Suddenly, the woman’s life became important.

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Get Caught Up on the Series

Book 1: DAMNED
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Book 2: BOUND
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Author Alexandrea Weis

Author Alexandrea Weis

About the Author
Alexandrea Weis, RN-CS, PhD, is a multi-award-winning author of over twenty-seven novels, a screenwriter, ICU Nurse, and historian who was born and raised in the French Quarter of New Orleans. Having grown up in the motion picture industry as the daughter of a director, she learned to tell stories from a different perspective and began writing at the age of eight. Infusing the rich tapestry of her hometown into her novels, she believes that creating vivid characters makes a story moving and memorable. A member of the Horror Writers Association and International Thriller Writers Association, Weis writes mystery, suspense, thrillers, horror, crime fiction, and romance. She lives with her husband and pets in New Orleans where she is a permitted/certified wildlife rehabber with the Louisiana Wildlife and Fisheries and rescues orphaned and injured animals.

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Where to Find Alexandrea Weis
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Author Lucas Astor

Author Lucas Astor

About the Author
Lucas Astor is from New York, has resided in Central America and the Middle East, and traveled through Europe. He lives a very private, virtually reclusive lifestyle, preferring to spend time with a close-knit group of friends than be in the spotlight.

He is an author and poet with a penchant for telling stories that delve into the dark side of the human psyche. He likes to explore the evil that exists, not just in the world, but right next door behind a smiling face.

Photography, making wine, and helping endangered species are just some of his interests. Lucas is an expert archer and enjoys jazz, blues, and classical music.

One of his favorite quotes is:  “It’s better to be silent than be a fool.”  ~Harper Lee (To Kill a Mockingbird).

Where to Find Lucas Astor
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – NORTH TO NARA (Crimson Sash) by Amanda Marin

NORTH TO NARA Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for NORTH TO NARA, the first book in the young adult dystopian sci-fi romance series, Crimson Sash, by Amanda Marin. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

NORTH TO NARA (Crimson Sash #1) by Amanda Marin

NORTH TO NARA (Crimson Sash #1) by Amanda Marin

About the Book
Title: NORTH TO NARA
Series: Crimson Sash
Author: Amanda Marin
Publisher: Inkspell Publishing

Release Date: March 20, 2019
Genre:
 Young Adult Dystopian Sci-Fi Romance
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo | GooglePlay

Synopsis
Neve Hall has always admired the good works of the civil servants who brought prosperity back to the Nation. She especially respects the Sufferers—empaths who, with the help of technology, anonymously bear others’ troubles for them. But when her assigned empath is abruptly retired, she uncovers certain secrets. Like the identity of her new Sufferer, Micah Ward… and the fact that behind his kind smile is a life filled with loneliness and pain.

The closer Neve grows to Micah, the more desperate she becomes to protect him from a cruel and gruesome fate. But in a world where only a few are allowed the luxury of love, saving Micah comes with a price: Neve must choose between her loyalty to the Nation or her heart—a decision that will take them both on a race for their freedom, and their lives.

 

 

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Excerpt #2
I have no way of knowing if my attempt to keep pain from Micah has worked—I don’t, at least, until a couple days later, when he visits me again in the butterfly exhibit. We walk around the museum corridors once more, this time in a different direction, on a different floor—through an exhibit on horses. And we talk.

“Did you suppress things this week at the Center?” He asks this almost immediately, after he tells me the director still hasn’t made a decision about his punishment.

I bite my lip and glance away, trying to distract myself by examining a prehistoric drawing of a pony. If I admit the truth, Micah might ask me more questions. He might ask why I did it. And even though I know the answer—because I think it’s cruel what the Nation has done to him, because I like being near him, and because I almost certainly care more about him than I should—the idea of telling him all this scares me.

“Yes,” I say, my voice small and timid. “How did you know?”

“It felt different this time,” he explains softly. “It was easier. Less painful.”

I look up at him again. “Then I’m glad,” I tell him. “That was what I hoped for.”

He pauses, and I see the confusion in his face, the way it knits his eyebrows closer together. He’s never had a Sieve suppress feelings to protect him before, I’m sure. He’s only ever had them take from him. He doesn’t quite seem to know what to make of it.

“You know you don’t have to do that, right…?” he asks.

“I know.”

Micah’s quiet a moment as we continue walking, probably guessing correctly the reasons for my suppression, whether I say them out loud or not. I’ve been paper-thin to him since our first Suffering session, after all: he’s always seen through me. Then, as we round a corner, his hand brushes against mine. His fingertips gently graze against my knuckles, testing to see if I pull away.

I don’t.

Instead, I slip my hand into his.

And he smiles.

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Author Amanda Marin

Author Amanda Marin

About the Author
When Amanda was a child, her father traveled frequently for business, always bringing her back a book as a present. Whether she was getting lost in the pages of a tale about far-away knights, girls with supernatural powers, or kindly giants, she was quickly hooked on stories.

Over the years, Amanda has followed her own yellow brick road of reading and writing, and although her adventures haven’t involved sword fights or saving the planet from certain annihilation, they have involved jobs in scholarly publishing and marketing, a modest amount of travel, and a lifelong love of novels.

Amanda holds degrees in English from Salve Regina University and Boston College. Her favorite things include Starbucks lattes, lazy summer afternoons at the beach, and books with characters that make you go “awww.” She lives in New Hampshire with her family and furbaby, Snickers the Poodle.

Where to Find Amanda Marin
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Release Day + Giveaway – IN OTHER WORDS by Jennifer Woodhull

IN OTHER WORDS Release Day

Today is release day for IN OTHER WORDS, a stand-alone adult contemporary romantic comedy, by Jennifer Woodhull. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

IN OTHER WORDS by Jennifer Woodhull

IN OTHER WORDS by Jennifer Woodhull

About the Book
Title: IN OTHER WORDS
Author: Jennifer Woodhull
Release Date: April 30, 2019
Genre:
 Adult Contemporary Romantic Comedy
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AUBarnes & Nobel | iBooksKobo | GooglePlay

Synopsis
Dexter
We became close friends in college. When Sinclair returns home to Dallas after two years in New York, I introduce her to my best friend Cole. The good-looking playboy ballplayer is the perfect kind of guy for the woman I’m sure would never be interested in me…even if seeing them together breaks my heart.

Sinclair.
He was the nerdy PhD candidate. I was the cheerleader. We made unlikely friends. Moving back home after two years away, he looks hotter than ever. When I start dating his ballplayer best friend, things get complicated. He doesn’t see me as girlfriend material…but I can’t get him, or my feelings for him, out of my head.

 

 

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“She’s so fucking pretty,” Cole says, lolling his head back and forth against the headrest of my Tesla.

The phrase irritates the crap out of me. I feel like I want to punch him. Not that I’ve ever punched anyone, but that’s what this feels like—like I want to commit violence against my friend for using such a pedestrian description for a creature as indescribably spectacular as Clair.

“I don’t know though, man. She said she’d go out with me, but I’m not really sure she likes me.” Cole shakes his head. “It makes me kinda nervous. Usually, girls love me.” He turns to me and wriggles his eyebrows. “I mean, they really love me. It’s just…I don’t know. She’s different.”

“She is different. She’s intelligent, kind, inquisitive, funny…She’s definitely not like anyone else I know.” My response is a knee-jerk reaction in defense of the woman that holds so much of my heart. I immediately regret it saying these things, though. Idiot. Why are you selling him on how great she is? He already got something I’ll never have—a date with her.

“What sorta stuff should I talk to her about?” He asks.

“What do you usually talk to your dates about?”

“I usually say. ‘Hi. I’m a famous athlete. Also, I’m rich and have a huge cock. Let’s go to your place.’ Then they say okay, and we go to their place and fuck. If they’re good at it, I keep going back, and then we’re basically dating.” He shrugs.

I pull into the driveway and the gate closes behind us. I drop my head to the steering wheel and let out a long, deep breath.

“Cole, let me be clear,” I say carefully. “Clair is my friend. She’s my best friend.”

“I thought I was your best friend.”

“You’re my best male friend. She’s my best friend.”

“So I’m not your best friend? Ouch, bro.”

“You’re in the top two.”

Only two, really, but that’s not really the point.

“That’s not so bad, I guess. Hey, imagine if me and Sinclair got married someday. When you come to visit us, you’d get to see your two best friends at once!” He grins.

I’m dying. Oxygen is no longer getting into my bloodstream and my organs are shutting down. It’s the only explanation I can think of for the hell in which I find myself trapped.

“Again, Cole, let me be crystal clear. Do not treat Clair like some piece of ass. Don’t just sleep with her if you’re not serious about her.” My words are a caution.

He looks at me and his expression is earnest. “I wouldn’t do that, Dexter. I’m not an asshole.”

“I know you’re not an asshole. I just mean…” I blow out a breath and turn to him. “I know sometimes you date women and it’s just for fun. Clair is…she’s really important to me. Please don’t use her if you don’t see her as more than someone to go out with a couple of times, then move on from.” I hold his gaze, and he seems to get that I’m serious.

“Dude…do you like her? Should I not have asked her out—were you going to make a move?” He asks.

The weight of that question hangs in the air for a moment. My heartbeat is so loud, I’m sure any passerby could hear it. The blood courses through my veins with such fervor, I feel as if my arteries will burst.

Should I have made a move?

I don’t think she’d have been remotely interested in changing the dynamic of our relationship, but I was never brave enough to find out. After tonight, I feel, somehow, like I’ll never get the opportunity to know for sure.  

“We’re just friends. We’ve always been just friends,” I reply.

It doesn’t answer his question, but the subtle ambiguity of my response is lost on my friend.

“Okay, I was just making sure. Cause, dude,” he shakes his head. “She’s hot as hell. As long as I’m not stepping on your toes…I’m totally going for it.”

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Author Jennifer Woodhull

Author Jennifer Woodhull

About the Author
We all need moments of escape. With all the demands on us day in and day out, we each need something just for ourselves. Perhaps nothing provides a private moment – a brief respite from the everyday – like escaping into a great story. When you pick up one of my books I hope you find that place that you can escape to. Explore the streets of Paris with new heroines, or fly around the world to reclaim your lost love with a favorite hero. Whether it’s the romance that takes your breath away or those climactic encounters that make your pulse race, I hope you find that solitary moment of enjoyment while lost in one of my stories.

Jennifer Woodhull is based in the Southern United States, spending time in her second home of England, and traveling as often as she can. Her love of travel permeates her work, and her characters often find themselves exploring new and foreign surroundings.

A keen observer of human behavior, Jennifer often draws inspiration from something as simple as a fleeting connection, or the glimpse of a unique trait or characteristic. Her favorite place to write is on airplanes.

“The drone of the engine, the scores of people, all traveling to something or from something, and being disconnected from digital distractions are a combination that provide the perfect place to write,” she says. “If you see a woman in seat 9F who is balancing her Macbook on her lap because it’s time to close your tray table, please have patience. I’m just trying to finish one more sentence.”

Where to Find Jennifer Woodhull
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Cover Reveal – THE SCARECROW AND GEORGE C by Mia Kerick

THE SCARECROW AND GEORGE C Cover Reveal

Author Mia Kerick is revealing the cover to THE SCARECROW AND GEORGE C, a stand-alone new adult LGBTQ+ contemporary romance, releasing June 3, 2019. See below for the cover, information on the book, and a link to add it to your Goodreads TBR.

THE SCARECROW AND GEORGE C by Mia Kerick

THE SCARECROW AND GEORGE C by Mia Kerick

About the Book
Title: THE PRINCESS OF BAKER STREET
Author: Mia Kerick
Release Date: January 22, 2019
Genre: Young Adult LGBTQ+ Contemporary
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Synopsis
High school senior Van Liss is barely human. He thinks of himself as a scarecrow—ragged and unnerving, stuck, and destined to spend his life cold and alone. If he ever had feelings, they were stomped out long ago by his selfish mother and her lecherous boyfriend. All he’s been left with is bitter contempt, to which he clings.

With a rough exterior long used to keep the world at bay, Van spooks George Curaco, the handsome new frycook at the diner where he works. But George C senses there is more to the untouchable Van and refuses to stop staring, fascinated by his eccentricity. When Van learns that George C is even more cold, alone, and frightened than himself, Van welcomes him to his empty home. And ends up finding his heart.

Their road to trust is rocky and, at times, even dangerous. And looming evil threatens to keep them apart forever.

Fair warning: You may want to strap in. It’s going to be a bumpy ride.

*All proceeds of this book go to charity: True Colors United. “True Colors United implements innovative solutions to youth homelessness that focus on the unique experiences of LGBTQ young people.”

 

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Author Mia Kerick

Author Mia Kerick

About the Author
Mia Kerick is the mother of four exceptional children—one in law school, another a professional dancer, a third studying at Mia’s alma mater, Boston College, and her lone son, heading off to college. (Yes, the nest is finally empty.) She has published more than twenty books of LGBTQ romance when not editing National Honor Society essays, offering opinions on college and law school applications, helping to create dance bios, and reviewing scholarship essays. Her husband of twenty-five years has been told by many that he has the patience of Job, but don’t ask Mia about this, as it’s a sensitive subject.

Mia focuses her stories on the emotional growth of troubled people in complex relationships. She has a great affinity for the tortured hero in literature, and as a teen, Mia filled spiral-bound notebooks with tales of tortured heroes and stuffed them under her mattress for safekeeping. She is thankful to her wonderful publishers for providing her with an alternate place to stash her stories.

Her books have been featured in Kirkus Reviews magazine, and have won Rainbow Awards for Best Transgender Contemporary Romance and Best YA Lesbian Fiction, a Reader Views’ Book by Book Publicity Literary Award, the Jack Eadon Award for Best Book in Contemporary Drama, an Indie Fab Award, and a Royal Dragonfly Award for Cultural Diversity, a Story Monsters Purple Dragonfly Award for Young Adult e-book Fiction, among other awards.

Mia Kerick is a social liberal and cheers for each and every victory made in the name of human rights. Her only major regret: never having taken typing or computer class in school, destining her to a life consumed with two-fingered pecking and constant prayer to the Gods of Technology. Contact Mia at miakerick@gmail.com or visit at www.miakerickya.com to see what is going on in Mia’s world.

Where to find Mia Kerick
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – AS SILVER IS TO THE MOON by R.A. Watt

AS SILVER IS TO THE MOON Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for AS SILVER IS TO THE MOON, a stand-alone young adult paranormal romance, by R.A. Watt. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on his giveaway.

AS SILVER IS TO THE MOON by R.A. Watt

AS SILVER IS TO THE MOON by R.A. Watt

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title: AS SILVER IS TO THE MOON
Author: R.A. Watt
Release Date: April 28, 2019
Genre:
 Young Adult Paranormal Romance
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Synopsis
New school. First love. A psychotic werewolf that wanted me dead. And it was only week one in Santa Isadora.

For fifteen-year-old Teavan Laurent and his older sister Suzanne, Santa Isadora seemed like a sleepy and idyllic California town to finish high school after their unexpected move west from New York City.

As he struggles to make friends in a town shrouded in secrets, Teavan soon finds himself the target of an irrational tormentor and rumored-to-be werewolf. The revenge-obsessed psycho vows to wipe out Teavan and his small family due to past wrongs beyond Teavan’s control or knowledge. The twisted legacy left to him by his late grandfather brings Teavan at odds with everything he knows to be true—or at least everything he thought to be true.

The impossible truth of the tale begins to gain traction at his first wolf sighting, and Teavan and Suzanne soon find themselves in the crosshairs of the dark and secretive lycan world of Santa Isadora.

Stalked by a legend that shouldn’t exist, Teavan must decide how far he is willing to go to save those that he loves and come to terms with what lurks from within.

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Excerpt #3
Minutes—or hours later—I awoke.

Everything was different.

The evening sounds were incredibly loud, like my ear buds were connected to microphones placed in each garden and tree in the area.

And the smells.

As I lay sideways in the grass and took in a deep breath, I could swear it had been freshly watered then cut just minutes ago. It was overwhelming.

Hunger. My stomach burned, but not with pain now, but with need. Ravenous hunger throttled me awake, and I opened my eyes, blades of grass an inch away as I lay on my side.

Things were not right, but I was feeling better. Much better.

The most delicious scent possible waffled past me. It was like the moment the lid was removed from a freshly cooked roast beef; when the humid aromas escaped the pan’s enclosure and flooded your senses.

I needed to eat it. Now.

I jumped to my feet, and my legs instinctively carried me at lightning speed through the yards and bushes of the street. The scent of roast became more pungent with each step.

Only it was like I was being carried along for the ride; fast, and low to the ground. Willing myself to slow, I looked down and stumbled.

Two giant gray paws stood in the grass.

They moved as I willed them to.

Before I could register the shock, I was running again. My quarry was not far, and my body craved the nourishment it would provide. There was no choice, it was instinctual.

The roast turned out to be a brown rabbit, which I caught off guard and quickly took down under the umbrella of a pine tree. I tore at the fur and meat as it kicked and pulsed in my jaw, nothing had ever tasted so good. All other thoughts vanished to the back of my mind.

More. I needed more. Meat was all I could think of.

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R.A. Watt

R.A. Watt

About the Author
Ryan is a husband and a father of three children. A lover of food, wine, sunshine, skiing, and fiction.

Although his background is in finance, he has always had a love of books, particularly fiction, since a  young age and has been an avid reader ever since. Ryan’s favorite books are deep, engrossing novels that may not necessarily win Pulitzer Prizes, but are difficult to put down.

Reading should be fun, absorbing, and a step away from our ordinary world. No matter what the critics say about the book on your nightstand, if you don’t look forward to reading each night it’s not the right book for you!

 

Where to Find R.A. Watt
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – LETTING LOVE CHANGE ME (Damaged Heart) by Katharina LeBoeuf

LETTING LOVE CHANGE ME Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for LETTING LOVE CHANGE ME, the fourth book in the adult contemporary romance series, Damaged Hearts, by Katharina LeBoeuf. See below for information on the book, buy links, a couple of exclusive teasers, and details on her giveaway.

LETTING LOVE CHANGE ME (Damaged Heart #4) by Katharina LeBoeuf

LETTING LOVE CHANGE ME (Damaged Heart #4) by Katharina LeBoeuf

About the Book
Title: LETTING LOVE CHANGE ME
Series: Damaged Hearts #4
Author: Katharina LeBoeuf
Release Date: April 29, 2019
Genre:
 Adult Contemporary Romance
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Synopsis
More than half of Brody’s life has been filled with abuse and torment. He ran away from home at a young age, deciding that life on the streets would be safer. With no one to hold him back, he spent the summers in California and winters in Colorado, seeking the adrenaline rush he got from shredding waves and fresh powder.

He never expected to fall for a woman who had everything he didn’t know he needed or wanted.

Paige had everything she ever wanted. With the perfect family and a loving boyfriend, life couldn’t be better. When her life is unexpectedly turned upside down, she suddenly finds herself immersed in death and deceit.

In an attempt to make some sense of her now disheveled life, Paige escapes to Aspen where she reconnects with Brody, the surfer with a bad boy persona that she’s been secretly attracted to for years.

When tragedy strikes, Brody’s past collides with his present, ultimately threatening the plans he has for his future. Turning his frustrations on Paige, he allows his self-deprecating past to consume him, and he pushes her away.

Can Paige break through Brody’s walls and convince him that the love they have is enough to conquer the past? Or will the diversity of their lives prove to be too much for even love to break through?

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Author Katharina LeBoeuf

Author Katharina LeBoeuf

About the Author
Katharina LeBoeuf grew up in New Orleans water skiing on the bayous and getting her fill of Cajun food.  She graduated from LSU School of Nursing and currently works as a Registered Nurse.

She loves sitting in her hammock and reading a good book.  On the rare occasion there isn’t a book in her hand, she’s watching her favorite shows like Friends, Seinfeld, The walking Dead, and Criminal Minds on Netflix.  She loves cheering on her boys during their baseball games and attending plays her daughter performs in.  Oh Yeah!  She loves writing too!

Katharina lives in Orlando with her high school sweetheart, three children, a smelly cat named Chester (it’s not his fault) and two dogs named Rhett and Koda.

 

Where to Find Katharina LeBoeuf
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – ABSOLUTION (Hunter) by J.V. Speyer

ABSOLUTION Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for ABSOLUTION, the second book in the adult romantic suspense series, Hunter, by J.V. Speyer. See below for information on the book and series, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

ABSOLUTION (Hunter #2) by J.V. Speyer

ABSOLUTION (Hunter #2) by J.V. Speyer

About the Book
Title: ABSOLUTION
Series: Hunter #2
Author: J.V. Speyer
Release Date: April 23, 2019
Genre:
 Adult Romantic Suspense
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo

Synopsis
The would-be highwayman killer’s case is closed, and Luis has been cleared to return to work. He and Donovan are starting their new life together, and while they’re both a little new at this whole “stable relationship” thing they’re determined to make things work. When people start dying at Assonet Ledge, it seems like a typical case for Donovan until one of the victims turns out to be a missing person from out of state, bringing the FBI into one of Donovan’s cases yet again.

The park ranger at the site is everything Donovan isn’t, and Donovan finds himself wondering if his partner isn’t falling into old habits. Luis struggles to understand Donovan’s jealousy, which puts a strain on their relationship and the case. To top things off, there may be forces at work here that go back long before humans showed their faces, forces Luis can’t hope to understand. Will those forces propel the case, and Luis and Donovan’s rekindled romance, off a cliff?

 

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“Well, the alternative was pretty awful, so there’s that.” Luis grimaced. “It’s grim work sometimes, and it’s sure not easy, but it’s worth it. We’re getting our happily ever after, so I’ll do whatever it takes.”

He would, too. He’d always been willing to work for his happiness with Donovan as long as there was hope. He had his concerns about working on a case together again, but they’d get through it. Like the alternative to recovery Donovan had mentioned, the other option was too awful to contemplate.

“So I’ve got to ask,” Donovan said after a few seconds. “Freetown State Forest has a reputation, right?”

“Place is full of ghosts.” Luis chuckled. He didn’t need to ask what Donovan was getting at. “Most of them were kind of static though. I guess the technical term is residual? They weren’t interacting with the modern living world at all. They were just kind of re-creating the past. It was kind of interesting to see that past, but not helpful. Some of them were a little more aware. One chased after the pickup truck the other day, when you first joined in. Or when we first joined in, depending on your point of view. Anyway, he chased after us for a while, yelling at us to ‘Get off his lawn.’

“Wait, what?” Donovan burst out laughing. “You’re joking.”

“Nope. Angry old white guy sitting in an old lawn chair, drinking a beer. If it weren’t for the glow, and the fact that none of you could see him, I’d have thought he was alive. He chucked the beer at the truck, and another one appeared in his hand. If I have to be a ghost when I die, I aspire to that level of badassery.”

Donovan pulled onto the highway. “Luis, you don’t even drink.”

“I’ll throw something else then. Or I’ll start drinking ghost beers just so I can throw them at passersby.” Luis grinned. “I still feel like I’m lost at sea with all this ghost stuff, but I’m getting there.”

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Author J.V. Speyer

Author J.V. Speyer

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

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

 

 

Where to Find J.V. Speyer
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Blog Tour – Excerpt – THE CARELESS BOYFRIEND (Bad Boyfriend) by Erika Kelly

THE CARELESS BOYFRIEND Book Release

Welcome to the blog tour for THE CARELESS BOYFRIEND, the third book in the adult contemporary romance series, Bad Boyfriend, by award-winning author, Erika Kelly. See below for information on the book and series, buy links, and an exclusive excerpt.

THE CARELESS BOYFRIEND (Bad Boyfriend #3) by Erika Kelly

THE CARELESS BOYFRIEND (Bad Boyfriend #3) by Erika Kelly

About the Book
Title:
THE CARELESS BOYFRIEND
Series: Bad Boyfriend #3
Author: Erika Kelly
Release Date: April 23, 2019
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & NobleiBooks | Kobo | Book Depository

Synopsis
Gray Bowie broke the bro code: he fell in love with his best friend’s girlfriend.

For years, he hid his feelings…until one terrible night, it all came to a head.

Since her life blew up in high school, Knox Holliday has spent her time honing her skills as a couture wedding dress designer. But, just weeks before her debut, a freak accident wipes out her collection. The culprit: her ex’s former best friend, Gray Bowie.

Gray does everything he can to get her career back on track. As they work together, they find forgiveness and start to stitch together something that looks a lot like love. But, at the very moment they realize they have a chance for something real, her ex comes back to town, bringing opportunities Gray can’t provide.

This time, Gray’s not going to step aside, so he can only hope Knox will hold onto his heart.

She’s his dream, but will he be hers?

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Excerpt #2
“It’s just…my circumstances were so different from yours, you know? In my mind, it wasn’t even a possibility that you could be attracted to someone like me.”

“Well, hopefully that kiss cleared it up for you, because I’m still attracted to you, Knox, and I’m not gonna play games with you about it. The question is…” He trailed his fingertips along the inside of her forearm. “Are you attracted to me?”

Goosebumps exploded along her arm, racing up her neck, and cascading down her entire body, but she wouldn’t let Mr. Smugness see. “Please. We’re pals, nothing more.” But he wasn’t stupid. He had to hear the tremor in her voice.

“Hm. Interesting.” He leaned over her, looking into her eyes. “I had no idea your eyes were black. Oh, wait. They’re dilated.” He gently brushed his fingers over her collarbone, his thumb teasing her pebbled skin. “Are you…attracted to me?”

She squeezed her thighs together. “I mean, you’re okay and everything, but…” Her expression said, Meh.

“That right?” He shifted closer—but not quite touching.

His body heat, his scent, that intense look in his eyes…God. She tried to act nonplussed, but it didn’t work. Blood rushed up her neck, and desire pulsed between her legs.

“Let’s test it. If you’re not attracted to me, this won’t take but a minute.” He lowered his face into the crook of her neck. “Do me a quick favor? Inhale. Real deep. Get a lungful of my pheromones.”

“Shut up.” She tried to push him, but he was solid as granite.

“I just want to see if my scent works for you. Go on, breathe me in.”

“You’re such an idiot. Get off me.”

He lifted his head, bringing his mouth right to her ear. “I’m conducting an experiment, and I’m going to need you to stay very still. Quit squirming.” His lips brushed across her cheek—barely touching—until he reached her jaw line. Then, he glanced up at her. “Okay, that’s fascinating. I’d hoped for some pink, but you’re beet red. That’s way beyond blushing, sugar buns.”

“Okay, we’re done here.”

“Not yet.” He gently cupped her jaw. “There’s one last test.” The moment their gazes met, the mischief turned into pure, unadulterated lust. “This is the one that counts.” He brought his mouth over hers and kissed her.

Everything inside her turned creamy and hot. She wanted to slide her hands through all that thick, unruly hair, wanted to feel his hard, muscled body on top of hers.

But fear had a grip on her. It’s Gray. She didn’t want to know such extreme pleasure, get attached to a man who thrilled her, comforted her, wanted her, and then watch him walk away.

They didn’t have a future. Anyone could see that. What would happen after he left for his first competition? Got back into his familiar world of traveling from one country to another, one event to another?

She could have one night with him, maybe two. Three, four, what did it matter? Her heart and soul would get engage, and then he’d be gone.

Gray pulled away, the pad of his thumb on her mouth, looking utterly crestfallen. “It’s okay.”

What’s okay?

“I was just messing with you.” He started to roll away from her, and she realized she’d zoned out, let her fears stand on the mountain of her insecurities and plant a victory flag.

She grabbed his shoulder and yanked him back. His big, hard body fell half on top of her. God, did it feel good. More. Her hands threaded through his hair. “Gray.”

That was all it took to unleash him, just the sound of his name drenched in urgency and need. His mouth opened over hers, and he licked inside, his big hand clamping down on her hip and drawing her closer. He kissed with such fervor, she got swept away, the undertow so powerful it drowned her insecurities. She clutched his broad, powerful back. He feels so good.

His hand slid underneath her, caressing down to her bottom and then squeezing with such lust she literally writhed against him.

How had she ever thought he lacked passion? Holy smokes did he have it—and what a heady feeling knowing he had it for her.

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Get Caught Up on the Series 

Book 1: THE WORLD’S WORST BOYFRIEND
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Book 2: THE HEARTLESS BOYFRIEND
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Author Erika Kelly

Author Erika Kelly

About the Author
Award-winning author Erika Kelly has been spinning romantic tales all her life–she just didn’t know it. Raised on the classics, she didn’t discover romantic fiction until later in life. From that moment on, she’s been devouring the genre and has found her true voice as an author.

Over three decades she’s written poems, screenplays, plays, short stories, and all kinds of women’s fiction novels. Married to the love of her life and raising four children, she’s lived in two countries and seven states, but give her pen and paper, a stack of good books, and a steaming mug of vanilla chai latte and she can make her home anywhere.

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Where to find Erika Kelly
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Release Day + Giveaway – OFF THE RECORD by Taylor Danae Colbert

OFF THE RECORD Release Day

Today is release day for OFF THE RECORD, a stand-alone adult contemporary rock star romance, by Taylor Danae Colbert. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

OFF THE RECORD by Taylor Danae Colbert

OFF THE RECORD by Taylor Danae Colbert

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title: OFF THE RECORD
Author: Taylor Danae Colbert
Genre: Adult Contemporary Rock Star Romance
Release Date: April 25, 2019
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
“Dax Thatcher?” I ask. “But isn’t he sorta. . .old?”  

Ugh. Celebrities. I mean, I know I took a job as a reporter for the Celebrity and Pop Culture department of our magazine, but it was just supposed to be a stepping stone to the more real stuff.

Despite the fact that Dax Thatcher was the subject of many of my teen fantasies–and I may or may not have an entire playlist dedicated to his music–he’s still just another star.

Until I meet him. Until his golden eyes pierce through me that day on his Malibu deck. Until I find myself having dinner with him, going backstage with him, lying on the beach with him.

And then I remember my assignment: a four-issue feature on Dax Thatcher. . .and his upcoming wedding.

I have to focus. I’m a serious journalist, and he is in a serious relationship. But that doesn’t stop me from wondering what those tattooed arms might feel like wrapped around me, or how soft the sheets on his California king bed are.

Yikes. This celebrity stuff might be a little more real than I thought.

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Excerpt
It’s quiet for a few minutes. I’m not sure what’s running through his head, but I’m sitting here trying to figure out what this is. Is he this nice to everyone that interviews him? Does he make this much time for all reporters? 

“Your, uh, ink is showing,” he says, and I catch myself staring ahead blankly. 

“Huh?” 

He points to my shoulder, which my sweater has abandoned and is sliding down off of. I move quickly to pull it back up. 

“I wouldn’t have pegged you for the tattoo type,” he says, sitting back in his chair. 

“Then you’ll be interested to know that I actually have four,” I say, sitting back in mine, trying to exude the same confidence that he is. I feel his eyes scanning my body again, searching all my exposed skin. I point down at my wrist at the half-heart. 

“My sister has the other half,” I say.

He nods.

I pull my sweater back again, showing him my shoulder. “These are the coordinates of the apartment I grew up in in Brooklyn.”

He nods again, squinting his eyes to see it.

I lift my hair and turn away from him slightly.

“This is just some dumb design I got when I turned eighteen,” I say, letting him scope out the idiotic starburst that trails down the back of my neck. I had drawn it up on a napkin the morning I became legal. It was my first attempt at rebelling, but my parents brushed it off, taking away all the fun.

I drop my hair and turn back toward him.

“And the fourth one?” he asks. I feel my cheeks flush, and I shrug.

“Not for public viewing,” I say, taking a slow sip of my wine.

His eyes flicker with something—a combination of intrigue and impatience, maybe. Then he leans forward, clasping his hands on the table.

“So you’re saying I should take you somewhere private?” he whispers, and my wine breath catches in my throat. I’m all flustered, but I need to keep my shit together. I need to figure out where his head is. I snap myself back to reality, trying desperately to hold on to that fake confidence I had earlier. I lean forward.

“Do you take all of the reporters that interview you somewhere private?” I ask. He leans back slightly, raising an eyebrow at me, that panty-dropping half-smile creeping over his lips.

“Only the ones who’ve seen me naked,” he says, dabbing at his perfect mouth with a napkin.

I swallow. 

“And how many is that? Twenty? Thirty?” I ask. He shakes his head.

“One.”

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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. F

 

 

 

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Where to find Taylor Danae Colbert
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – OF SHADOW AND LIGHT by Ebony Olson

OF SHADOW AND LIGHT Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for OF SHADOW AND LIGHT, a stand-alone adult paranormal romance, by Ebony Olson. See below for information on the book, preorder links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

OF SHADOW AND LIGHT by Ebony Olson

OF SHADOW AND LIGHT by Ebony Olson

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title: OF SHADOW AND LIGHT
Author: Ebony Olson
Release Date: May 1, 2019
Genre:
 Adult Paranormal Romance
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
She will be the one to take his coldness,

She will unveil the Unseelie darkness and show them light.

She will unite what should never have broken.

The daughter of the moon will teach him love and the radiance of the sun.

Her inner light will purify the tainted ones,

And she will guide the fey by wisp-light.

‘Prophecy of the Dark Prince’

Messina Doe was just looking for a warm place to spend the night. What she discovers is a place the human race had long ago buried and forgotten.

The dark Fey haven’t forgotten humans. The throne room of the Unseelie court is the hottest underground nightclub around, but if you step through the wrong door, there is no going back.

No one ever escapes. Never.

Once, someone did.

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Author Ebony Olson

Author Ebony Olson

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

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

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

 

 

Where to Find Ebony Olson
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Release Day – THE CARELESS BOYFRIEND (Bad Boyfriend) by Erika Kelly

THE CARELESS BOYFRIEND Book Release

Today is release day for THE CARELESS BOYFRIEND, the third book in the adult contemporary romance series, Bad Boyfriend, by award-winning author, Erika Kelly. See below for information on the book and series, buy links, and an exclusive excerpt.

THE CARELESS BOYFRIEND (Bad Boyfriend #3) by Erika Kelly

THE CARELESS BOYFRIEND (Bad Boyfriend #3) by Erika Kelly

About the Book
Title:
THE CARELESS BOYFRIEND
Series: Bad Boyfriend #3
Author: Erika Kelly
Release Date: April 23, 2019
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & NobleiBooks | Kobo | Book Depository

Synopsis
Gray Bowie broke the bro code: he fell in love with his best friend’s girlfriend.

For years, he hid his feelings…until one terrible night, it all came to a head.

Since her life blew up in high school, Knox Holliday has spent her time honing her skills as a couture wedding dress designer. But, just weeks before her debut, a freak accident wipes out her collection. The culprit: her ex’s former best friend, Gray Bowie.

Gray does everything he can to get her career back on track. As they work together, they find forgiveness and start to stitch together something that looks a lot like love. But, at the very moment they realize they have a chance for something real, her ex comes back to town, bringing opportunities Gray can’t provide.

This time, Gray’s not going to step aside, so he can only hope Knox will hold onto his heart.

She’s his dream, but will he be hers?

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Excerpt
Gray knew her. He just did. And that made it easier to believe the bomb he’d detonated at her feet. Finally, after blocking out his confession for the past hour, she let it come flooding in.

I was in love with my best friend’s girlfriend.

Shock waves rolled through her, slamming into every cell in her body. In love with me? Her brain sorted through snapshots from their time together, trying to catch a glimpse of his expressions. But what could she make of them? She could mold a memory into anything she wanted.

Gray didn’t lie. He didn’t have to—he had enough confidence and self-possession to own everything he said and did. Which meant…he’d loved her. That’s why he hung around me.

All her life she’d felt less than Gray Bowie. He was handsome and powerful, confident and competent. In high school, he’d walk down the hallways, and people would look up from their conversations, pause in reaching into their lockers, just to watch his easy gait, his infectious smile. He radiated authority. He was that unicorn who seemed to fit perfectly in his own skin, while the rest of them were gangly and awkward and unsure.

Gray’s bombshell opened up a whole new perspective. It made her see just how deeply she’d let the bullies shape her perceptions about herself. Tonight, Gray had removed that lens.

Not that anything could’ve happened between them. Robert would never have let go of her. She’d had to move to New York with no forwarding address in order to free herself.

She kept skimming the edge of the bomb site. It was too bright, too scary to look in. He’d loved her? He’d loved her.

Gray Bowie had loved her.

Now, it almost seemed ridiculous to think of all that time he’d spent with her as anything else. No one spent that much time with a pity project.You invited her to party here and there, you heard of an opportunity and tossed it her way. But you didn’t spend every free moment with your project.

He’d dropped the bomb, and she’d slammed the door in his face. She’d let him tell her a truth so big and horrible—he’d been in love with his best friend’s girlfriend—and then walked away. Was he still on the couch, watching mindless TV?

She needed to find the guts to go out there and respond. Because what kind of person just closed her eyes and went to sleep with a confession like that hanging in the air?

Not having a clue what to say to him, she threw back the covers. She hadn’t been in love with him. That had been so far out of the realm of possibility, she hadn’t even contemplated it. But she’d liked him better than anybody. Tell him that.

She flung open the door, ready to talk to him…only to find the suite dark, the couch empty.

Why did she feel like she’d missed an opportunity? Should she knock on his door? Wake him up?

Of course. He deserved a response, even if it had taken her an hour to find the courage. She pressed her ear to his bedroom door but didn’t hear a sound. Lightly, she knocked. “Gray? You up?”

“Yeah. Yep.” His voice sounded gravelly.

When she opened the door, she saw a flash of white, as he flipped the covers back and swung his legs off the bed. He snatched his boxers off the floor, jamming his legs into them and yanking them up. Scrubbing his face, he stalked towards her. “You all right? What’s going on?”

“I believe you.”

“Sorry?” He looked so adorable, this big mountain of a man, wearing nothing but bright red boxers with a green grinch printed all over them. His broad, hairy chest, so toned, so fit, those bulging biceps, and rock-hard thighs—my God.

This man had loved her.

“I believe you.” This time she smiled because those were the three most powerful words she’d ever said.

“Still not getting it.”

“I’ve been working through it subconsciously. I started with total dismissal. No way did Gray Bowie have feelings for me. Then I moved to, okay, yeah, you don’t spend all that time with a pity project. You put on latex gloves and serve her a nice dinner once a year. You don’t lie on her bed, feet against the wall, and talk about her dreams of being a fashion designer.”

He watched her, like the glitter was settling and the image inside the snow globe was becoming delightfully clear.

“But then, the truth started to sink in. You had a busy life. Not just your competitions, but your brothers, your dad, and uncle. And then—bam—it rose right up out of my subconscious and smacked me across the face.” She came closer to him. “Gray, you chose me over time with your brothers. Well, over a lot of things. And I didn’t see it because of them. Of what bullies like Cady and Melissa trained me to believe. That I was trash. I thought flipping them the bird made me rise above it. I thought my little revenge plots made me invincible. But I didn’t see how my impressions about myself and the world came from them. Gray, the idea that you loved me? It just didn’t compute. A guy like you?”

His eyes softened, and he cracked a shy grin. Oh, Gray Bowie all vulnerable like that? That was hotter than anything she’d ever seen.

“I don’t know how it would’ve changed my life if I’d seen the truth,” she said. “But I can tell you it changes me now.”

He didn’t say anything, and awareness broke over her like a cracked egg. Don’t forget that he walked away, stayed away for seven yearsHe’d had no intention of ever seeing you again.

Oh, God. He was talking about a childhood crush, and she was standing here gushing at him. “I mean, I know you don’t love me anymore. Of course. Obviously. I’m just saying that you’ve given me a whole new perspective on my childhood, and it’s pretty damn amazing. We’re good, though. We can work together without you thinking that I’m, like…that I expect…you know, that I think you’re still in love with me.” She laughed, but it sounded as phony as it felt. “Anyhow. I just wanted to say I believe you. That’s a big moment for me, not you, so I obviously shouldn’t have woken you up to tell you. I could’ve kept that one to myself. So, anyhow. I’m a weirdo. Goodnight.” She gave him a smile she was pretty sure could only be found in a Fun House hall of mirrors and turned to go.

But his years of training served him well, because his arm shot out, wrapped around her waist, and jerked her against his hot, hard chest. “Never keep anything to yourself.” He leaned in until she could smell the toothpaste on his breath and the clean-linen scent on his skin. “I love every damn thing that comes out of your mouth.”

And then he pressed those beautiful lips to hers, and her heart exploded. Desire, sharp and fierce, burst in her core, the current so strong it flooded every fiber and tissue in her body. Immediately, she lost herself in the feel of his smooth, warm skin and the command of his tongue as it took possession of hers.

Gray’s kiss started with supreme confidence, making it feel like he was in charge, that she was along for the ride—a thrilling but controlled ride. One you knew couldn’t go off the rails.

And then it faltered. He let out a sign that sounded utterly desperate. The power of his touch gave way to a tremble in his arms, and his body heated up to blistering.

His control snapped, and he turned reckless, wild. She’d never been kissed like this—like he needed to gobble her up but couldn’t get all of her in at once. Like he needed to consume her, get his fill before she was snatched away. Everything about Gray—his scent, the way his strong hands roamed her back as though he couldn’t believe he got to touch her—the passion in his embrace—lit her up, flipped on all the lights—and she wanted it. She wanted this torrent of yearning and desire and need.

Until those strong hands slid down and cupped her ass and gave her a lusty squeeze. The press of his arousal against her stomach sent up warning flares—sex—and, God, sex with Gray Bowie?

Panic had her hands pushing him away. “I…” Her fingertips brushed across her sensitive lips.

Those blue eyes worked hard to read her, his chest pumping, arms still out so that if she took one step forward her bottom would fit snugly back in his hands.

And it struck her—like really hit her hard—how much she wanted that.

“I’m sorry. I…goodnight.”

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Get Caught Up on the Series – FREE for a limited time!

Book 1: THE WORLD’S WORST BOYFRIEND
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Book 2: THE HEARTLESS BOYFRIEND
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Author Erika Kelly

Author Erika Kelly

About the Author
Award-winning author Erika Kelly has been spinning romantic tales all her life–she just didn’t know it. Raised on the classics, she didn’t discover romantic fiction until later in life. From that moment on, she’s been devouring the genre and has found her true voice as an author.

Over three decades she’s written poems, screenplays, plays, short stories, and all kinds of women’s fiction novels. Married to the love of her life and raising four children, she’s lived in two countries and seven states, but give her pen and paper, a stack of good books, and a steaming mug of vanilla chai latte and she can make her home anywhere.

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Where to find Erika Kelly
Goodreads | Website | NewsletterFacebook | Twitter

 

Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – WHAT MATTERS MORE by Liora Blake

WHAT MATTERS MORE Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for WHAT MATTERS MORE, a stand-alone adult contemporary romance, by Liora Blake. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

WHAT MATTERS MORE by Liora Blake

WHAT MATTERS MORE by Liora Blake

About the Book
Title: WHAT MATTERS MORE
Author: Liora Blake
Release Date: April 9, 2019
Genre:
 Adult Contemporary Romance
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & Noble | Kobo

Synopsis
A sexy contemporary romance about what happens when a casual one-night stand becomes anything but casual.

JT Maxwell has it all . . . well, almost. He’s a US Marshal, he looks like he belongs in an aftershave commercial, and he has tattoos—lots of tattoos. Unfortunately, he’s also in debt up to his pretty blue eyeballs. Between that and his recent divorce, his personal life is nonexistent these days. But when a free-spirited artist approaches him for a no-strings-attached one-night stand, things suddenly start looking up.

Anya Alves’s life is a mess. She’s lost her job, caught her boyfriend cheating on her, and if it weren’t for the house-sitting gig she just landed, she’d be homeless. On top of all that, her creative muse has up and disappeared. If she doesn’t get it back, her burgeoning career as an artist will be over before it starts. But after indulging in a steamy hook-up with a guy who makes it easy to forget her troubles, she gets her mojo back.

The last thing she expects when starting her house-sitting job, is to see her sexy one-night stand again . . . living right across the street.

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Excerpt #3
After knocking back a huge glass of water and sharing a warm shower with Anya, JT had managed to regain his equilibrium. Wrapping a towel around his waist, he went outside and grabbed his clothes off the lounge chair, discovering Anya snuggled down in bed when he came back inside, the bed coverings gathered into a big fluffy pile around her. Her damp hair was braided into a length that hung over one shoulder, and she was wearing an oversized tank top that dipped low enough to show off the valley between her breasts. JT slipped his pants on and then pulled on his shirt, watching her expression turn more tentative with every button he worked closed.

“You okay?”

Anya nodded, then shifted her attention to the bed coverings and began smoothing the fabric absentmindedly. JT stopped buttoning his shirt, dropping his hands to his sides. Her eyes flicked up, and when she saw how he was just standing there, waiting, she drew in a long breath.

“When we were talking about my art earlier, you said something about wanting things,” she said faintly, drawing the comforter up so it was bunched around her shoulders. “About how it was a good thing to want success and how I can’t shy away from it if I really want something.”

JT nodded, resisting the intense urge to reach for her. The bed and its coverings were clearly acting as her cocoon right now, and until he was sure she wanted him to breach that safe zone, he needed to stay put.

“This artist-in-residence program I applied for?” She let out a surrendering exhale. “I want that, JT. So much. I want them to pick me. I want it so much I can’t think about it too much. If I do, it will make me crazy.” Her eyes glazed with what might become tears if she allowed it. “I’ve never wanted anything in my career like I want this. Never.”

JT’s chest swelled, almost pained by what it felt like Anya was handing him right now.

Her trust.

She was trusting him to treat her goals and aspirations with care, to hold on to them in those moments when she believed she couldn’t, and to hand them back to her whenever she was ready.

And JT was damn sure that not only did he want to rise to that challenge, he was ready for it. JT crawled up on the bed, sitting down in front of her so he could cage her in with his legs. He took her face in his hands.

“Then I hope you get it. That’s what I want for you.” She lost the battle with the tears brimming in her eyes. JT caught a lone teardrop with the sweep of one thumb across her cheek. “I hope they see how passionate you are, how no one deserves this more. If I could make it happen for you, I would. I’d do anything, even move a fucking mountain, if that’s what made you happy.”

A wobbly smile lit her face, followed by a shaky-sounding thank you. JT felt his heart start to ache so intensely it made him light-headed, in the same way the adrenaline rush from capturing a fugitive did. This, though, was all because he’d made Anya feel safe and happy—and not by way of anything that came with a price tag.

He’d done it by being there for her when her heart was full of doubt, reminding her, when it mattered most, that she was everything to him.

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Author Liora Blake

Author Liora Blake

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

Liora Blake is a contemporary romance author living in Colorado.

When she isn’t writing, she’s likely baking cookies she shouldn’t eat, inventing elaborate excuses to avoid going for a run, or asking the nice barista to sell her another quad-shot Americano.

 

 

 

 

Where to Find Liora Blake
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Blog Tour – Excerpt – BREAKING WITHOUT YOU (Fractured Connections) by Carrie Ann Ryan

BREAKING WITHOUT YOU Teaser Reveal

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Excerpt #3
I helped clean up the pool area and went back to the front of the bar, making sure everything was cleaned up. We were the last ones in the place, and Beckham just shook his head as he shooed everyone out.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I had missed this. Missed this more than anything.

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

This is what I’d been missing. Violet.

It’d always been her.

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

So I kissed her.

Because I had to.

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Author Carrie Ann Ryan

Author Carrie Ann Ryan

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

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Where to Find Carrie Ann Ryan
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Cover Reveal – LAYBACK (Murder on Ice Mysteries) by Jennifer Rebecca

LAYBACK Cover Reveal

Author Jennifer Rebecca is unveiling the cover to LAYBACK, the second book in her new adult contemporary sports romance/mystery series, Murder on Ice Mysteries, releasing May 13, 2019. See below for the cover, information on the book and series, pre-order links, and an exclusive excerpt.

LAYBACK (Murder on Ice Mysteries #2) by Jennifer Rebecca

LAYBACK (Murder on Ice Mysteries #2) by Jennifer Rebecca

About the Book
Title: LAYBACK
Series:  Murder on Ice Mysteries #2
Author: Jennifer Rebecca
Release Date: May 13, 2019
Genre: New Adult Contemporary Sports Romance/Mystery
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AUBarnes & Noble | iBooksKobo

Synopsis
Not too long ago, I had one goal: Win an Olympic Gold Medal but an injury took me out of the running for the Ladies Figure Skating competition at the last Olympic Games. Nancy Kerrigan was grandfathered in. I was not.

Translation: I was disqualified. DQ’d. I was out in the cold on my keister. 

But when an offer to fill a spot on a pairs team lands in my lap, I take it. It seems like an answered prayer—that is until a competitor is found brutally murdered in her room at the competitor’s village and my partner is the number one suspect. 

I’m going to have to take matters into my own hands. Again. Sweet Kristi Yamaguchi, save me from overly cocky men.

My name is Sophia Eleonore Dubois and holy mother of Dorothy Hamill my life is still complicated . . .

 

 

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LAYBACK (Murder on Ice Mysteries #2) by Jennifer Rebecca (Full Cover)

LAYBACK (Murder on Ice Mysteries #2) by Jennifer Rebecca (Full Cover)

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Excerpt
It’s not what you think

“Sweet Kristi Yamaguchi’s daisy dress,” I whisper more to myself than anyone else. “You have got to be kidding me.”

“This is not what you think,” Luc says and there is a note of panic in his voice that makes me backup a step.

“Really?” I ask as my anger rises up to the surface. What kind of bubble headed moron does he think I am? I wasn’t born yesterday. “Because it looks to me like you are standing over the dead body of our competitor.”

“Okay,” Luc says hesitantly. “It is what it looks like.”

“Darn it, Luc!” I snap. “How could you?”

“What?” he says surprised. “You can’t possibly think that I did this?”

“Well, I don’t really know what to think right now, now do I?” I bite back.

“Sophie, please,” he pleads. “You’ve got to believe me.”

“This looks bad, Luc,” I tell him. “Really, really bad.”

“I know.” He lets out a frustrated sigh and pushes a hand through his thick hair.

Luc and I stand there, facing each other off, with Layla’s body sprawled over a chair between us. I’m not sure which is more disconcerting, the ropes tied around her nude body or the ones tied around her neck.

“Please don’t run from me. I’m not going to hurt you.”

“I’m not going to lie, Luc, this scares me,” I admit.

“I know. Me too.”

He sighs again and pulls his hand through his hair. The silence between us speaks volumes. This was supposed to be my second chance at the Games. My last one as a singles competitor was taken from me by my Stepmonster and her evil henchman when they broke my leg. But when the opportunity to replace half of a pairs team came up, I jumped on it. Now, it seems like I should have paid more attention to the fine print.

“You have to believe me,” he pleads with those big, brown puppy dog eyes, the ones that have probably gotten him out of more scrapes than he deserves.

I let out a sigh and admit, “I do.”

“Thank fuck,” Luc blurts out. “But what are we going to do now?”

I wish like heck that I knew myself. This is more than a little complication.

“I don’t know.” What I do know is that my mostly on again boyfriend, former professional hockey player and current San Diego PD homicide detective, Kane Fucking Green, is not going to be thrilled when he hears what happened.

Kane is going to be so mad—he’s going to be pissed—excuse my french.

My name is Sophia Eleanore Dubois, daughter of a United States Senator, still an Olympic hopeful figure skater, and holy mother of Dorothy Hamill, my life is still complicated . . .

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Get caught up on the series:

Book 1: ATTACK ZONE
Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AUBarnes & Noble | iBooksKobo

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Author Jennifer Rebecca

Author Jennifer Rebecca

About the Author
Jennifer is a thirty something lover of words, all words: the written, the spoken, the sung (even poorly), the sweet, the funny, and even the four letter variety. She is a native of San Diego, California where she grew up reading the Brownings and Rebecca with her mother and Clifford and the Dog who Glowed in the Dark with her dad, much to her mother’s dismay.

Jennifer is a graduate of California State University San Marcos where she studied Criminology and Justice Studies. She is also an Alpha Xi Delta.

10 years ago, she was swept off her feet by her very own sailor. Today, they are happily married and the parents of a 8 year old and 6 year old twins. She can often be found in East Texas on the soccer fields, drawing with her children, or reading. Jennifer is convinced that if she puts her fitbit on one of the dogs, she might finally make her step goals. She loves a great romance, an alpha hero, and lots and lots of laughter..

Where to Find Jennifer Rebecca
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Excerpt Reveal + Giveaway – IN OTHER WORDS by Jennifer Woodhull

IN OTHER WORDS Excerpt Reveal

Jennifer Woodhull is revealing an excerpt from IN OTHER WORDS, a stand-alone adult contemporary romantic comedy, releasing April 30, 2019. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

IN OTHER WORDS by Jennifer Woodhull

IN OTHER WORDS by Jennifer Woodhull

About the Book
Title: IN OTHER WORDS
Author: Jennifer Woodhull
Release Date: April 30, 2019
Genre:
 Adult Contemporary Romantic Comedy
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AUBarnes & Nobel | iBooksKobo | GooglePlay

Synopsis
Dexter
We became close friends in college. When Sinclair returns home to Dallas after two years in New York, I introduce her to my best friend Cole. The good-looking playboy ballplayer is the perfect kind of guy for the woman I’m sure would never be interested in me…even if seeing them together breaks my heart.

Sinclair.
He was the nerdy PhD candidate. I was the cheerleader. We made unlikely friends. Moving back home after two years away, he looks hotter than ever. When I start dating his ballplayer best friend, things get complicated. He doesn’t see me as girlfriend material…but I can’t get him, or my feelings for him, out of my head.

 

 

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Excerpt
There are not enough words. I don’t mean that in a dramatic way as if there are not enough words to express something with which I’m momentarily frustrated. I mean there are often times when the optimum word for something simply does not exist.

Fernweh is a German word that describes a feeling of homesickness for a place you’ve never visited before. The Swedish word, lagom, describes taking not too much nor too little, but just the right amount of something. To wear or use something for the very first time is expressed in Spanish by the word estrenar.

I love words more than anything. I love hearing someone intelligent use the absolutely perfect, most fitting word at exactly the right moment. I love anagrams, crossword puzzles, and riddles. I love how they make me think about language and how people use it. Perhaps most of all though, I love awful puns—even dad-level terrible ones. I only know one person who loves language as much as I do, and he also happens to be the very person I can hardly wait to see.

The Portuguese have a word for the sensation of nostalgia and longing for someone who is far away. Saudade. That’s what I’ve been experiencing since I moved to New York. I have saudade for Dexter Flynn, but that’s about to come to an end.

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I walk into The Tipsy Alchemist, an upscale hipster place Dexter chose to start our reunion evening. I visually scour the space, and am disappointed when I don’t see him. I walk the length of the bar and just as I’m about to turn and head back toward the front, a man leans in close behind me and says, “Excuse me, miss, but might I buy your first libation of the evening?”

I turn, ready to tell the guy to get lost so I can call the person I want most in the world to see. When I turn around, though, I’m met with a pair of sweet, soulful brown eyes hiding behind tortoiseshell frames. My heart darts around my chest. I throw my arms around him so hard, I nearly send us both tumbling to the floor.

“Dex!” I squeal, squeezing his neck. His arms wrap around me, and they’re far stronger than I remember.

“It’s about time you came back,” he whispers into the side of my neck as he squeezes me tightly. “I’ve missed you, Clair.”

I feel an instant wash of relief, being here in his arms. The feel of his cheek against mine and the smell of his aftershave trigger an eruption of happy memories. My brain floods with late night talks and board game marathons. My circuits overload with shared stories and supporting each other through tough times—with gushing over books and documentaries at the independent theatre. He has been such a huge part of my life for so long, and now, with him, I finally feel like I’m really home.

When we finally break from our embrace, we both realize we’re standing in the highest traffic area of the bar, and the place is so packed we might be physically in danger from rowdy patrons clamoring for beer.

“Come on,” he says, grabbing my hand. “I reserved us a booth.”

He leads me through the trendy, dark-paneled space to the back where tiny, high-walled booths, are situated. This area of the bar is quieter than the rest, and the high walls of our booth offer some much-appreciated privacy.

The booth to our immediate right houses what I can only assume is a bachelorette party judging by the volume and frequency of the word woo, coming from their direction.

When the server arrives, I order a cocktail, and Dex orders a beer. “Miss, can I ask, the group of ladies in the booth next to us…is one of them a bachelorette, by chance?” He smirks in my direction.

“Actually, yeah. Are they being too rowdy?”

“Not at all. I was just curious,” he replies. I snicker and he winks in response.

“It’s a cool story, actually,” the server pauses to tell us more detail. “She just got out of the military. She met her fiancé while they were stationed together. He was injured, and she’s a nurse.” She puts her hand to her chest. “They fell in love while he recovered in her hospital.”

Dex and I look at each other, and each make the universal face that any red-blooded human with feelings makes when seeing a baby, or a puppy, or hearing a sweet love story. “Aww,” we say in unison, laughing.

“Would you please take them a bottle of Dom Perignon and put it on my tab? Anonymous, though, please…with thanks for her service, and her fiancé’s,” Dex adds.

“Wow, that’s really nice of you! Absolutely, I’ll take care of it,” the server replies.

When she walks out of Dexter’s line of sight, she catches my eye and mouths the words, “Lucky you,” with a wink. It makes me smile unreasonably wide.

Lucky me that such a kind, thoughtful, generous man is in my life and cares so much for me. Lucky me that he’s my friend. Unlucky me that he’s not more than just a friend.

“That was very generous of you,” I tell him.

“I had the good luck to meet an inventor whose work I really admire once at a party. Knowing I was new to success, he told me, “I always say, if you’ve got it, spread it around. Nobody likes a successful, stingy asshole.” I’ve always tried to remember that,” he says with a shrug. We toast to successful good guys.

“You look amazing, Sinclair.” Dex is grinning at me, his brown eyes sparkling.

I reach across the table and take both his hands in mine, giving them a squeeze. “You look amazing too. By the way,” I say, stifling a giggle. “I didn’t know I’d need tickets.”

“Tickets? For…what, exactly?” He cocks an eyebrow up in question.

“The gun show,” I reply, pointing to what I can see is a pronounced bicep on each arm.

His cheeks flush with crimson as he looks down and away. The expression belongs to the shy, gangly guy I met in school, not the hunky, successful entrepreneur sitting across from me.

“So, have you been hitting the gym, or did you invent some magical neurotransmitter that passively enhances muscle tissue?” I tease. “Because if you have, please sign me up as a test subject. Pilates is torture, but I like to eat far too much to ever give it up without some sort of alternative.”

He chuckles. “I like to think of the fitness thing as my transformation to Dexter two-dot-oh. I have to say, I don’t hate that my efforts are producing noticeable results. I told you about my business partner Cole, right?” He asks sheepishly.

“Your friend Cole, yes,” I reply, rolling my eyes.

I think he still has a little trouble wrapping the high school part of his brain around being friends with a jock.

“Yeah. Anyway, since he pitches for the Frontiersmen he knows all the best personal trainers. He convinced me to start working out with one he recommended. I go to the gym almost every day now. Turns out I’m not as unathletic as I thought I was.” He grins wide, pride evident on his face.

“You certainly seem like you’re feeling pretty good,” I reply. I stand up enough to reach across and squeeze his bicep. “Yep, feeling pretty darn good to me.”

He smiles, then he shakes his head and chuckles. “I really do feel good…and even better now.” Something flashes briefly in his chocolate-brown eyes, then he smirks. “I’m just so happy you’re back, Clair.”

Clair. No one but him calls me that. The way he says it is familiar and makes me feel special that he has a nickname just for me. It’s the same way I call him Dex. Those terms of endearment are just for us, like they’re special words all our own.

By the time we finish the drinks the server brings over my stomach is growling, so we head down the street to a Mexican place that has always been one of my favorites.

As we walk the four or five blocks to the restaurant, a group of girls walking the opposite direction toward us are all checking Dex out as they pass. I turn to look over my shoulder and see them all looking back, whispering and giggling. When I look over at him, he seems oblivious.

And this is why he has trouble finding the right girl. He has no clue when a woman is into him.

I bump his shoulder with mine.

“They were checking you out,” I say with a smirk.

“Who?”

“That group of girls that walked by. They were cute, too.”

He rolls his eyes.

“So, not seeing anyone?” I ask.

“Not at the moment.” He lets out a sigh. “Maybe I’m too picky.”

“Maybe you are,” I agree.

And that’s the other reason he can’t find the right girl. He has never fully explained the criteria with me, but he seems never to have found a girl that checks all the boxes on the list of Dex requirements for the perfect girl.

Someone as genuine and kind, as smart and as funny as Dex deserves someone wonderful, though—someone who can see him for everything he is. I have tried to resign myself to the fact that I’m not that girl in his eyes. I only hope that one day he finds her, and she deserves him.

That brings me to another word that should exist, but doesn’t. There should be a word for enjoying something you have, but still wishing it was much, much more.

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Author Jennifer Woodhull

Author Jennifer Woodhull

About the Author
We all need moments of escape. With all the demands on us day in and day out, we each need something just for ourselves. Perhaps nothing provides a private moment – a brief respite from the everyday – like escaping into a great story. When you pick up one of my books I hope you find that place that you can escape to. Explore the streets of Paris with new heroines, or fly around the world to reclaim your lost love with a favorite hero. Whether it’s the romance that takes your breath away or those climactic encounters that make your pulse race, I hope you find that solitary moment of enjoyment while lost in one of my stories.

Jennifer Woodhull is based in the Southern United States, spending time in her second home of England, and traveling as often as she can. Her love of travel permeates her work, and her characters often find themselves exploring new and foreign surroundings.

A keen observer of human behavior, Jennifer often draws inspiration from something as simple as a fleeting connection, or the glimpse of a unique trait or characteristic. Her favorite place to write is on airplanes.

“The drone of the engine, the scores of people, all traveling to something or from something, and being disconnected from digital distractions are a combination that provide the perfect place to write,” she says. “If you see a woman in seat 9F who is balancing her Macbook on her lap because it’s time to close your tray table, please have patience. I’m just trying to finish one more sentence.”

Where to Find Jennifer Woodhull
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Blog Tour – Excerpt – SECRETS UNSEALED (Triggerman Inc.) by Marie Harte

SECRETS UNSEALED Release Blitz

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

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

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

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

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

An assassin with a baby? Inconceivable…

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Damn it. Cut that out.”

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

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

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

His grin faded. “Huh?”

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

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

“You know, I—”

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

What the—?

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

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

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

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

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

“Let’s go.”

 

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Author Marie Harte

Author Marie Harte

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

 

 

 

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Where to find Marie Harte
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