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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – WINTER’S HEIST by Emily Duvall

WINTER'S HEIST Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for WINTER’S HEIST, a standalone adult romantic suspense, by Emily Duvall. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive interview, and details on her giveaway.

WINTER'S HEIST by Emily Duvall

WINTER’S HEIST by Emily Duvall

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title: WINTER’S HEIST
Author: Emily Duvall
Release Date: December 6, 2018
Genre: Adult Romantic Suspense
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
Beautiful. Haunting. Rare. The Fabergé Eggs are on display at the Carter Museum of History and Science. Jason Hood, the museum’s pretentious owner, knows their value is bound to attract attention, but the coordinated attack on the exhibit is not something he saw coming. A field trip to the museum for Amara Massey and her students takes a deadly turn. She finds herself at the center of a police investigation with few leads. Convinced Amara is withholding information, Jason pursues her to get the answers he cannot get on his own. The outcome neither of them expect is their surprising need for each other. What must they sacrifice to get everything they want?

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Interview
Q: What is the first book that made you cry?
A: Not the first book, but a scene from Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. Harry witnesses Cedric’s death-I think I was just riding on the emotion of the series and then when that scene hit, I just started to cry. The dialogue and actions were beautifully written.

Q: What are some traps aspiring writers should avoid?
A: It is important for writers to create the story they want to write. I’ve made the mistake of letting people review manuscripts too early, and then making every little change. Feedback is extremely valuable, but there is a time and a place for incorporating suggestions and building confidence for what must stay and what should go. A writer can lose valuable writing time changing every detail based on each suggestion. Bottom line? Trust your vision. 

Q: Have you ever gotten reader’s block?
A: Big yes. I was just telling a friend that I’ve been in a reading slump the last few months. I think it’s because I see the story from a writer’s POV now or maybe because there are so many choices for books in every genre, that it can feel overwhelming with what to pick and what to read.  

Q: As a writer, what would you choose as your avatar or spirit animal?
A: Big Foot. It reminds me of Indie Authors. We’re out there and we’re writing and publishing even if you can’t see us. 

Q: What’s the best way to market your books?
A: Word-of-mouth is still the most powerful tool, but with social media, I like engaging in readers that I follow on Instagram or Twitter and asking them to beta read. If they like the story, they’ll do these amazing posts with the cover of the book and reach far more readers than I can do on my own. 

Q: Do you view writing as a spiritual practice.
A: Yes. The heart has so much to say. 

Q: How do you select the names of your characters?
A: I look up names on baby naming websites. They’re all there with rankings and popularity. Mostly though, I just look to see if a name catches my attention. 

Q: Do you hide any secrets in your books that only a few people will find?
A: Yes, there’s always the occasional inside joke or word choice that is based on someone I know. Whether they pick up on it, I can’t say 😉

Q: What is your favorite childhood book?
A: Nothing’s Fair in the Fifth Grade by Barthe DeClements 

Q: Do you believe in writer’s block?
A: Absolutely. I was at a writing retreat a few years ago and Sylvia Day was the guest speaker. She said that writer’s block means that something is wrong with your story and that point resonated. Now instead of wasting time trying to move forward if I’m stuck, I go back and re-read the chapters before, and that usually unlocks the problem and the solution. 

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Author Emily Duvall

Author Emily Duvall

About the Author
Emily loved reading books as a young girl and filled up her journals with characters (both real and not). Romance is her favorite genre to write. She lives in Maryland with her husband and two children. She loves hearing from fans and readers.

 

 

 

Where to Find Emily Duvall
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – RESISTING THE RANCHER (Hills of Texas) by Kadie Scott

RESISTING THE RANCHER Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for RESISTING THE RANCHER, the second book in the adult contemporary romance, Hills of Texas, by award-winning author Kadie Scott. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway. For a limited time, you can pick up the eBook for just $0.99.

RESISTING THE RANCHER (Hills of Texas #2) by Kadie Scott

RESISTING THE RANCHER (Hills of Texas #2) by Kadie Scott

About the Book
Title: RESISTING THE RANCHER
Series: Hills of Texas #2
Author: Kadie Scott
Publisher: Tule Publishing
Release Date: July 30, 2018
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance
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Synopsis
First comes marriage, then comes…

Rusty Walker has spent her entire life trying to earn her tough, ranching father’s respect and approval by learning the business inside and out. But now her uncompromising parent has decreed she must marry if she wants to inherit. Worse, her husband has to be someone who can help her run the business. As if she needs it!

Williams Hill kissed Rusty in a bar in an act of temporary insanity, and lost his heart to her on the spot. Despite the complications to his own rodeo stock business, he agrees to marry the feisty red-head, hoping to woo her once they’re hitched. But she only views him with suspicion and resentment.

Can this soft-spoken Texas cowboy convince his proud wife, who’s never known unconditional love, that she is everything he wants?

 

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Excerpt #2
Williams Hill dragged his hand over his face as he sat in his truck at a stoplight in Estes Park, Colorado. After two straight days of driving up from Texas, he was ready to reach his destination of the rodeo grounds in the small Rocky Mountain town. Flexing his shoulders to work out the kinks, he happened to glance over at the vehicle stopped next to him.

Everything in him froze… then released in a pent-up laugh.

The woman driving a shiny new black Ford truck was gorgeous with high cheekbones and pouty lips. Her long hair was pulled back in a ponytail, so he couldn’t quite make out the color, but her appearance wasn’t what had made him laugh.

She was clearly enjoying a favorite song—singing and dancing for all she was worth, without a care in the world for who might be watching. He chuckled again as she did a little shoulder shimmy. Adorable was the word that struck him, and he was strangely affected, an instant attraction coiling inside in a way that surprised him.

He wasn’t an instant attraction kind of guy.

Suddenly, she glanced toward him and stilled as she discovered her audience. Her eyes went wide and she sent him a sheepish grin. He smiled back and pretended to tip an imaginary hat. However, instead of another smile, she went cold on him, eyes hardening, lips thinning. She whipped her head around to face forward, her chin in the air, and didn’t glance his way again. She definitely didn’t start singing again. Not that she would have had much time, because the light changed a second later.

She was quick to hit the gas, faster on the draw than Will, who was still blinking at her abrupt about-face. He almost expected her windows to frost with the drop in temperature in there. A flash of bright pink on her back window caught his attention as she drove ahead of him. For the second time in a handful of minutes, Will chuckled. The sparkly sticker on the back of her truck read Silly Boys, Trucks are for Girls. Lips tipped in amusement, he shook his head.

At the next light, she went straight when he turned, which meant she probably wasn’t there for the rodeo. He gave a mental shrug. Wouldn’t be seeing her again. Probably for the best, since he was here to work.

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Author Kadie Scott

Author Kadie Scott

About the Author
Award-winning contemporary romance author, Kadie Scott, grew up consuming books and exploring the world through her writing. She attempted to find a practical career related to her favorite pastime by earning a degree in English Rhetoric (Technical Writing). However, she swiftly discovered that writing without imagination is not nearly as fun as writing with it.

No matter the genre, she loves to write witty, feisty heroines, sexy heroes who deserve them, and a cast of lovable characters to surround them (and maybe get their own stories). She currently resides in Austin, Texas, with her own personal hero, her husband, and their two children, who are growing up way too fast.

 

 

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Where to Find Kadie Scott
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – WISHES IN A BOTTLE (Wishes and Dreams) by Allie McCormack

WISHES IN A BOTTLE Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for WISHES IN A BOTTLE, the first book in the adult paranormal romance series, Wishes & Dreams, by Allie McCormack. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

WISHES IN A BOTTLE (Wishes and Dreams #1) by Allie McCormack

WISHES IN A BOTTLE (Wishes and Dreams #1) by Allie McCormack

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title: WISHES IN A BOTTLE
Series: Wishes and Dreams #1
Author: Allie McCormack
Release Date: January 15, 2019
Genre: Adult Paranormal Romance
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
Centuries ago in plague-struck Italy, Julian DiConti cast a powerful spell in desperation to have the magical power to be able to help his people who were dying in horrific conditions. The spell goes spectacularly awry, leaving Julian enslaved to a Djinn bottle, bound to grant three wishes to each Master of the bottle until the spell can be broken. More than anything, Julian longs for a normal life – for a home, and a family. After six hundred years, however, he has begun to despair of ever being freed from the spell.

Enter Alessandra Taylor, a young woman who has followed her calling to help others, in the face of vociferous disapproval from her family, particularly her controlling father. Working at a shelter for battered women, she’s thrilled to meet the reclusive Julian DiConti, whose collection of garments from third world countries has provided funding for shelters across the country. When Julian turns out to be a Djinn from the old bottle she found in her attic, she hears his story and empathizes with his despair. Although she’s willing to free him, he can’t tell her how. As time goes by, their initial attraction blossoms into a love that both realize is doomed. Once she has made her third wish, the magic of the bottle will whisk Julian away and out of her life forever… unless she can somehow figure out how to free him. But one by one, she’s forced to use the precious wishes to help others.

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Excerpt #3
Jackson called Laura to consult with one of the movers, and Alessandra watched as her sister hurried across the room to take part in a spirited discussion with the two men.

“She’s getting along really well,” Alessandra told Julian in an undertone. “I can’t believe how happy she looks! It hasn’t been so very long, either.”

“She’s been unhappy for a long time,” Julian said. “Now she’s finally discovering what it’s like to be able to be herself.”

Alessandra agreed. “She never had a chance to be herself, or even to find out who she is… not in our house, anyway. We all had to do what we were told, what was expected of us, even once we were grown. Father chose Robert for Laura, you know. Hand-picked from his top crop of salesmen and business associates. He picked someone for all my sisters.”

“And did he pick one for you?” Julian asked, cocking an eyebrow at her.

“Of course.” She smirked in fond memory. “I dumped hot soup in the lap of the first one during dinner, the night Father brought him home to introduce to me.”

“Then there was that guy who lived with his mother, even though he had to be at least thirty,” Laura chimed in, having apparently broken off another sotto voce altercation with Jackson to catch this last part. “On the day before he took you to meet him, you went and got your nose pierced, and got a henna tattoo that looked very permanent on your right breast, just where it would show over the top of your shirt.”

“Yes, and I bought a very low-cut tank top and denim mini-skirt,” Alessandra remembered with apparent pleasure. “And I wore coffin heeled shoes and purple plaid hose that sagged.” She grinned. “Those were the days.”

“The black lipstick was a nice touch. I thought Father would have a fit,” Laura offered with a giggle.

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Author Allie McCormack

Author Allie McCormack

About the Author
A career medical transcriptionist, Allie McCormack is now writing from home full-time. Allie has traveled quite a bit and lived many places all over the U.S., and also a year in Cairo, Egypt as an exchange student, and a year in Riyadh, Saudi Arabia under contract to a hospital there, plus a short stint with NATO while she was in the Army. As a single mom, she raised a wonderful daughter who’s recently married and there are plans afoot for grandchildren. A disabled veteran, Allie now lives in the beautiful Sorona Desert in southern Arizona with her two rescue cats and writes full-time.

Allie says: “A writer is who and what I am… a romance writer. I write what I know, and what I know is romance. Dozens of story lines and literally hundreds of characters live and breathe within the not-so-narrow confines of my imagination, and it is my joy and privilege to bring them to life, to share them with others by writing their stories.”

Where to Find Allie McCormack
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – THE DEVIL’S PACT (The Devil’s Revolver) by V.S. McGrath

THE DEVIL’S PACT Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for THE DEVIL’S PACT, the third book in the young adult/new adult historical dark fantasy series, The Devil’s Revolver, by V.S. McGrath. See below for information on the book and series, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway. You can read my 5-star review of THE DEVIL’S REVOLVER, book one in the series, here.

THE DEVIL’S PACT (The Devil’s Revolver #3) by V.S. McGrath

THE DEVIL’S PACT (The Devil’s Revolver #3) by V.S. McGrath

About the Book
Title: THE DEVIL’S PACT
Series: The Devil’s Revolver #3
Author: V.S. McGrath
Publisher: Brain Mill Press LLC
Release Date: December 18th 2018
Genre: Young Adult Historical Western Dark Fantasy/Paranormal
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & NobleiBooks | Kobo

Synopsis
Hold on to your hats — the Devil’s Revolver series is back with an evil twin, deep magic, zombies, menacing grand balls, a train heist, hand-to-hand high-stakes battles, and two sisters who have grown in their power to face and fight the end of the Weird West.

If Hettie Alabama could do what she was told and stand down . . . she might not anyway. Especially when the letters her sister sends from her place of hiding don’t seem quite right, and Hettie’s posse is tying her hands tighter by the day. She’s itching to take the safety off her cursed mage gun, the Devil’s Revolver, and walk through the fire to end the reign of evil that’s choking the magic out of the West—not to mention save her sister once and for all.

The only problem? Hettie’s name is in the headlines and on every wanted poster in the nation—but she’s not the one robbing banks and killing innocents, even if the pictures look just like her. She’s up to her chin in high-necked gowns and beauty glamors, charged with fulfilling her word to the influential Favreau family of New Orleans, even as it becomes increasingly clear that they want only to consolidate the world’s waning magic in the hands of the rich and powerful. The politics get more personal as the most loyal of Hettie’s gang uncover the threat of an immoderate technology that steals magic from the unwitting innocent and transfers it to the nefarious elite.

Hettie has no choice but to go rogue, and when she drops a black hat over her brow, the Devil’s Revolver’s trigger glows hot. The Devil’s Pact stampedes from San Francisco’s Chinatown tongs through the glittering high society of Chicago to the hidden swamps of the Deep South in its search for truth, genuine justice, and an end to a world that refuses to recognize the power and change wrought by girls.

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Excerpt #3
She clambered over the rooftops, jumping the gaps between buildings with relative ease, since they were so close together. She spotted a large canvas-covered cart in the street pulled by four ragged horses. It was one of those old covered wagons like they used back when settlers were still making their way across the country, and it looked out of place in the city. Hettie climbed down a fire escape, but as she wove through traffic, the time bubble popped—

Suddenly, she was smack-dab in the middle of oncoming traffic. A man shouted and hauled on his reins. His hansom cab buckled violently, and the horse reared. Hettie scampered out of the way of its hooves and directly into the path of another cart. The man’s horses faltered and tried to skirt around her, but then the cart they were pulling plowed into them, and they whinnied in panic, veering to the side and crashing into another rider.

Hettie ran toward the covered wagon, summoning Diablo and trying to re-establish the time bubble. No good. The same thing had happened during the train robbery.

A man peeked out of the covered wagon. He shouted and drew his sidearm. Hettie zigzagged to avoid the gunshots and pulled Diablo’s trigger, unleashing a blast of green power that incinerated the man’s arm up to his shoulder.

Two more men appeared with rifles. Hettie ducked left and rolled behind a cart as the bullets bit into the cab, showering her with splinters. The passengers within screamed.

Traffic ground to a halt and people dove out of their vehicles while the drivers tried to get their horses under control. The covered wagon surged forward and plowed through the street while the men in the back continued an assault on the cab Hettie hid behind.

She had to stop that wagon.

She whipped around the corner and fired. Diablo let out a wide beam of power that took out the right two wheels. The wagon collapsed with a loud crash, sending up a wake of splinters. The whole right side of the wagon tore off, and the canopy ripped away from the U-shaped frame as it snapped up like angry fish spines.

People screamed as carts, drivers and pedestrians tried to escape the gunfire and chaos. Horses thrashed and reared, whinnying as the vehicles piled up. Hettie ran toward the wagon.

It was empty. Unless Dr. Fielding had somehow escaped…

One of the men with the rifles who’d tumbled from the wagon pushed up off the ground. He spotted Hettie and, in a panic, reached for his pistol.

Hettie pointed Diablo at him. “Don’t.”

He blinked at her. “I-I-I’m sorry, Mizzay, I didn’t realize—” He stuttered to a stop. “Wait, you’re not—”

Hettie cocked Diablo for show. “Where’s Dr. Fielding?”

He gaped. “I—I don’t know—”

Hettie blew a molten hole in the ground next to his feet, and he stumbled back. “Where is he?”

“I was just supposed to stay in the cart! I don’t know anything!” His eyes canted left. Hettie reacted a second too late.

Someone cinched an arm around her neck and dragged her backward. Hettie struggled, dropping Diablo as she tried to pry her fingers under the man’s elbow to get a breath.

She sank her teeth into the man’s thick muscle, then slammed her heel into his shin, twisting to throw him off balance. He yelped and let go. She dove for Diablo and before she could stop herself, fired.

The man’s shriek was cut off almost instantly as he evaporated, flaring like a hellish green grease fire.

The agony of the revolver’s blood price was instant, shredding through skin, flesh and bone as it extracted one year of Hettie’s life for the life she’d taken. The pain went on and on, as if she were the one being consumed by flame. It’d been months since she’d killed a man; months since she’d slaked Diablo’s bloodthirst. And the mage gun’s appetite was insatiable. For a flash, she thought she was back in hell, being swallowed and forced down into Satan’s gullet—and then it was over.

Through the haze of relief, Hettie barely registered the person standing over her, pistol drawn, its blank, black eye winking at her.

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Get Caught Up on the Series

Book 1: THE DEVIL’S REVOLVER
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Book 2: THE DEVIL’S STANDOFF
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Author V. S. McGrath

Author V. S. McGrath

About the Author
Vicki So, writing as V. S. McGrath, is a published romance author (as Vicki Essex) and has six books with Harlequin Superromance: Her Son’s Hero (July 2011); Back to the Good Fortune Diner (January 2013), which was picked for the Smart Bitches Trashy Books Sizzling Book Club; In Her Corner (March 2014); A Recipe for Reunion (March 2015); Red Carpet Arrangement (January 2016); and Matinees with Miriam (November 2016). She lives in Toronto, Canada.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Where to Find V.S. McGrath
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Blog Tour – Excerpt + Giveaway – TWO THOUSAND YEARS (The Empire Saga) by M. Dalto

TWO THOUSAND YEARS Blog Tour

Welcome to the blog tour for TWO THOUSAND YEARS, the first book in the new adult fantasy series, The Empire Saga, byM. Dalto. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

TWO THOUSAND YEARS (The Empire Saga #1 by M. Dalto

TWO THOUSAND YEARS (The Empire Saga #1 by M. Dalto

About the Book
Title: TWO THOUSAND YEARS
Series: The Empire Saga #1
Author: M. Dalto
Publisher: The Parliament House
Release Date: December 11, 2018
Genre:
 New Adult Fantasy
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & NobleKobo

Synopsis
Two thousand years ago, the Prophecy of Fire and Light foretold the coming of the Queen Empress who would lead the Empire into a time of peace and tranquility. But instead of the coming of a prosperous world, a forbidden love for the Empress waged a war that ravaged the land, creating a chasm between the factions, raising the death toll of innocent lives until the final, bloody battle.

Centuries later, Alexandra, a twenty-two-year-old barista living in Boston, is taken to an unfamiliar realm of mystery and magic where her life is threatened by Reylor, its banished Lord Steward. She crosses paths with Treyan, the arrogant and seductive Crown Prince of the Empire, and together they discover how their lives, and their love, are so intricately intertwined by a Prophecy set in motion so many years ago.

Alex, now the predestined Queen Empress Alexstrayna, whose arrival was foretold by the Annals of the Empire, controls the fate of her new home as war rages between the Crown Prince and Lord Steward. Either choice could tear her world apart as she attempts to keep the Empire’s torrid history from repeating itself. In a realm where betrayal and revenge will be as crucial to her survival as love and honor, Alex must discover whether it is her choice – or her fate – that determines how she survives the Empire’s rising conflicts.

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Excerpt #4
Her hand grasped at her breast as she tried to catch her breath. The material of her dress clung to her sweat-soaked body as she heaved for air. Wiping away tears from her cheeks, she realized it was a dream, and only a dream. Even as she could still feel the heat of his breath against her skin, and the weight of those restraints around her wrists…

It was only a dream.

But still, it felt too real, and that terrified her all the same.

Calming herself, she looked around to find herself in yet another strange room. This room was better furnished, at least from what she could tell. The mahogany bed was extremely comfortable and nearly a fortress with four posts rising to the ceiling and sheer curtains creating a canopy. The comforter was made of fine fur and filled with down and on either side of the bed were matching double-drawered bedside tables.

Finally, able to calm her heart after the jolt of waking, she flopped herself back down on the mound of pillows underneath her head and let out a breath she didn’t even know she was holding.

She needed to think.

She tried to wrap her head around all that had transpired over these last few days—at least she thought it was days. Time was starting to waver, and she felt like a stranded sailor at sea. Of course, it was hard for her to discern the time when sleep kept falling upon her time and again, and now she felt robbed of both time and information. As to what exactly was happening, however, she was still in the dark—literally and figuratively.

According to what Treyan told her, she was a prophesized Empress for a world she didn’t know existed, being hunted by his estranged twin brother for who knows whatever reason.

She’d have thought him completely insane if not for the dreams she had the night before…

She shuddered at the memory.

Rolling to her side, Alex closed her eyes for a moment as she tried to collect her thoughts. She wondered if anyone in Boston was missing her yet—if Crystal had sounded an alarm after her phone call, or if she assumed Alex was merely overreacting after a night of excessive drinking. Knowing Crystal, she’d probably remain in bed all weekend nursing the hangover she liked to enjoy for days, regardless of the concern Alex’s call may have instilled.

Thinking about home made her groan and sink deeper into the blankets. She needed to get back. The comfort of the bed, and the care Treyan seemed to have for her well-being, they weren’t enough to keep her here. Whatever fantasy he may have had about who she was and what she was supposed to do was just that—nothing more than some delusion that there was an alternate world where she mattered. If she remained any longer, playing into this farce, she was bound to lose her mind, among everything else.

No, she needed to get home. She needed to get back to the world she actually knew, even if there wasn’t much waiting for her there. Even if it was a shitty job and a small apartment waiting for her, it was still her home.

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Author M. Dalto

Author M. Dalto

About the Author
M. Dalto is a fiction author of adventurous romantic fantasy and her debut novel, Two Thousand Years, won one of Wattpad’s Watty Awards in 2016. She continues to volunteer her time as an Ambassador, where she hopes to engage and inspire new writers. She spends her days as a full-time residential real estate paralegal, using her evenings to pursue her literary agenda. When she’s not writing, she enjoys reading fantasy novels, playing video games, and drinking coffee. She currently lives in Massachusetts with her husband, their daughter, and their corgi named Loki.

 

 

 

Where to Find M. Dalto
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Cover Reveal + Giveaway – SOLITUDE (Cunningham Security) by A.K. Evans

SOLITUDE Cover Reveal

Author A.K. Evans is unveiling the cover to SOLITUDE, the fourth book in her adult romantic suspense series, Cunningham Security, releasing February 12, 2019. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

SOLITUDE (Cunningham Security #4) by A.K. Evans

SOLITUDE (Cunningham Security #4) by A.K. Evans

About the Book
Title: SOLITUDE
Series: Cunningham Security #4
Author: A.K. Evans
Release Date: February 12, 2019
Genre:
Adult Romantic Suspense
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Synopsis
Lorenzo De Luca’s troubled past has left him a shell of a man. The blood that runs through his veins feels toxic. Determined to not let history repeat itself, Lorenzo vows to protect others from the violence that lives inside him.

But when Jolie Moore literally stumbles into his arms and his life, Lorenzo finds himself captivated by her larger-than-life personality. Jolie’s pull is strong, making it difficult for him to keep his promise. It’s hard to resist the urge to connect with the girl who wears her heart on her sleeve, but Lorenzo knows he needs to lock his heart away to keep her safe.

Because his legacy has the power to destroy.

Jolie’s never been one to back down from a challenge, and her resolve to help him heal is strong. Lorenzo is wary, already content having found peace in solitude. But it isn’t long before Jolie shows him that he’s shielded others from a man who only has the capacity to love.

 

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SOLITUDE (Cunningham Security #4) by A.K. Evans (Full Cover)

SOLITUDE (Cunningham Security #4) by A.K. Evans (Full Cover)

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Excerpt
Pulling my phone out, I saw Ava had sent several texts.

OMG. I found the perfect guy for you. He’s not blonde and he’s really, really tall.

A second text followed that.

Jojo, this man.

I started laughing until I continued on to her third text.

I just approached him.

Oh no. I was going to kill her. I knew this once I read her fourth and fifth text.

He’s single. I’ve confirmed it. He seems like he could be interested in a good time.

And he’s nice.

I finally responded.

What is wrong with you?  

She replied almost instantly.

Nothing. Get over here. I’m still over by the bar. I’ll just make a quick introduction and skedaddle to our reserved area.

I let out a sigh. As I walked over, I came up with a game plan. I figured if the guy was hot and seemed nice enough, I could have a drink with him. If not, I’d blame my inability to chat on needing to not ditch my co-workers.

When the area of the bar where Ava and I had been sitting earlier came into view, I thought my eyes had to be deceiving me. Ava’s back was to me as she was rambling on about something, likely me, to the man next to her. I had to give her credit. The guy was gorgeous. He wasn’t blonde and he was tall. There was one small problem, though.

The man was Lorenzo.

I took in a deep breath, let it out, and moved over to her.

“…and it’s been a while for her. I just want her to have a good time tonight,” Ava said until she stopped speaking because Lorenzo was no longer paying attention to her.

He caught sight of me, ran his eyes over the length of my body until they settled on my face, and never returned his attention to my outspoken friend.

Ava noticed he was distracted and turned around to find me standing there.

“Here she is,” she declared. “Jojo, this is…I’m sorry, what’s your name?”

“Lorenzo.”

“Right, sorry,” she muttered. “Jojo, this is Lorenzo. And Lorenzo, this is my friend, Jolie. Everyone calls her Jojo.”

I looked to Lorenzo and asked, “Would you excuse us one second?”

He gave me a nod.

I grabbed Ava’s hand and dragged her a few feet away as she called out to him, “Save her seat!”

When we’d moved out of earshot of Lorenzo, I leaned in and seethed, “What did you say to him?”

Oblivious to what she’d just done, she was grinning from ear to ear. “First, I confirmed that he wasn’t here with anyone and that he wasn’t meeting anyone. Once I established that he was single and available, I told him, in not so many words, that I had a friend who needed some companionship before we had to buy stock in batteries.”

I closed my eyes and stood up straight to pinch the bridge of my nose. “Please tell me you did not do that.”

“Jo, have you seen him?” she cried. “That guy is gorgeous. I know you’d prefer to have a relationship, but if that guy can give your hands a break for the night, why not?!”

“I know him!” I nearly exploded.

She jerked her head back in surprise. “You know that guy and you haven’t hooked up with him?”

Just then, a few more of our co-workers had arrived and walked up to us. I took in another deep breath and advised, “I’m going to go deal with the colossal mess you’ve just put me in. I’ll meet up with you in a few minutes.”

Ava took off with the girls from work and I turned back to Lorenzo.

I was in big trouble.

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Author A.K. Evans

Author A.K. Evans

About the Author
A.K. Evans is a married mother of two boys residing in a small town in northeastern Pennsylvania. After graduating from Lafayette College in 2004 with two degrees (one in English and one in Economics & Business), she pursued a career in the insurance and financial services industry. Not long after, Evans realized the career was not for her. She went on to manage her husband’s performance automotive business and drive the shop race cars for the next thirteen years. While the business afforded her freedoms she wouldn’t necessarily have had in a typical 9-5 job, after eleven years she was no longer receiving personal fulfillment from her chosen career path. Following many discussions, lots of thought, and tons of encouragement, Andrea decided to pursue her dream of becoming a writer.

Between her day job, writing, and homeschooling her two boys, Evans is left with very little free time. When she finds scraps of spare time, she enjoys reading, doing yoga, watching NY Rangers hockey, dancing, and vacationing with her family. Andrea, her husband, and her children are currently working on taking road trips to visit all 50 states (though, Alaska and Hawaii might require flights).

 

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Blog Tour – Excerpt + Giveaway – SOUPUSS by Merricat Mulwray

SOUPUSS Blog Tour

Welcome to the blog tour for SOUPUSS, a standalone new adult dark comedy by Merricat Mulwray. See below for information on the book, preorder links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on their giveaway.

SOUPUSS by Merricat Mulwray

SOUPUSS by Merricat Mulwray

About the Book
Title: SOUPUSS
Author: Merricat Mulwray
Release Date: January 20, 2019
Genre:
 Adult Mystery/Romantic Suspense
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
Sourpuss is a blistering satire of the depraved and entitled culture that pervades college campuses.

Mallory Wahl loathes the campus party scene . . .

She’s sprinting through her senior year obsessed with winning a spot on the US Olympic track team. But she runs straight into a hurdle in the form of fraternity president Graham Patterson, an intern assigned to help her recover from an injury – one she blames on him.

Once Graham’s therapies begin to work, Mallory pretends to fall in love but traps herself in her own scheme and tailspins deep into his debauched world. When a scandal erupts which threatens to shatter her Olympic dreams once and for all, Mallory must finally face the dark truth she’s been running from since freshman year.

In the style of a ’90s dark comedy flick, Merricat Mulwray’s debut brings an insightful and humorous perspective to the reckless behavior college students perpetually get away with. Mallory, herself a flawed heroine, is backed by a self-serving cast of athletes, party girls, townies, and fraternity brothers so hilariously dark that the book will leave you wondering if anyone ever gets what they deserve..

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Excerpt #2
Darius Gives Mallory A Ride

Darius yelled back that he couldn’t have his girl ride the campus shuttle and turned his Jeep perpendicular to the street, driving up to the curb. Passing students and campus commuters blared their horns in protest. He jumped out of the driver’s seat and waved them all past. “Kenny, come get these crutches,” he commanded to the huge second lineman in the car. Before Mallory could protest, Darius had already picked her up.

“Is your leg properly elevated?” he asked when he set her down in the front seat. “Are you comfortable?” She shifted as the chorus of large men now squeezed into the back seat asked if she was comfortable enough.

“What did the doc say?” Darius asked.

“Nothing much, it’s fine. Just a lot jabbering on about proper care.”

“I thought you got the all clear. Callie told me you were starting physio.”

“Oh, did she? Did she also tell you that Coach Green is trying to have me rehab with some joke of a student intern?”

“Oh, they’re putting you in the Horace program? That shit is bomb.”

“Are we talking about the same thing? The interns?”

“Oh, hell yeah. I did that when I had my hamstring injury. Yo. It’s so much better. You get to work with someone on your own level. These guys are all into the latest. They do way more for you than some old-ass man telling you to stretch or just sit in the ice bath. I got back to form faster than when I’ve been out before. I have the same injury all the time. But not since I worked with my boy from Horace.”

“I hate to tell you but the program must have taken a serious shit dive since you were in it.”

“Really? It’s a hard program to get into. Who you with?”

“That condescending asshole that was bothering you during the meet. I doubt you know him personally. A total piece of work. President of some shitty frat. Not only did he insult me, but he also had the nerve to think he was actually gonna put me on a supplement program.”

“You mean Graham Patterson? He’s not the president of some frat, he’s president of the frat. Graham’s my dog! See, they always put the best with the best,” he said to the backseat.

Mallory stared at him. She wasn’t sure if he was ignoring her or just preferred to listen to himself speak.

“No, you don’t understand.”

“What’d he do?”

“I told you. He insulted me.”

“How?” Darius asked again with a side eye.

“It was more of an underlying attitude.” Mallory paused.

“Sounds like he was trying to get to work. Already came up with a supplement plan.”

“No, I can’t. He’s an asshole.”

The Jeep pulled up to her place, and Darius looked at Mallory. He was giving her the pained look every student gave to the one kid asking questions when everybody else wants to move on. “Asshole? Yo, do you guys know Patterson to be an asshole?” The consensus returned a no vote.

“Yeah, he’s not an asshole. You’ll do well to work with him. You’ll vibe with him.”

“I really prefer to just get myself together.”

“Look. You know I don’t fuck around when it comes to this shit. You’re a few months away from trials. You and I know both know that Kathy Voss just broke your fastest time.”

She’d heard the news yesterday after her interlude with Graham. The news made her so upset she’d hid in the bathroom, alternating between screaming and biting into a towel.

“Oh, you think no one knows about that? Everybody does. You need to get back and you need to get back quick. She’s not better than you, but she’ll take what’s yours if you don’t get your mind right. If I tell you to work with the guy, then work with the guy.”

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Author Merricat Mulwray

Author Merricat Mulwray

About the Author
Merricat Mulwray is the collaboration of two sisters. They live in Los Angeles where they hatch plans and develop schemes, sometimes these turn into novels.

 

 

 

 

Where to Find Merricat Mulwray
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Blog Tour – Excerpt + Giveaway – WRONG BED, RIGHT ROOMMATE (Accidental Love) by Rebecca Brooks

WRONG BED, RIGHT ROOMMATE Blog Tour

Welcome to the blog tour for WRONG BED, RIGHT ROOMMATE, the first book in the adult contemporary romance series, Accidental Love, by Rebecca Brooks. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

WRONG BED, RIGHT ROOMMATE (Accidental Love #1) by Rebecca Brooks

WRONG BED, RIGHT ROOMMATE (Accidental Love #1) by Rebecca Brooks

About the Book
Title: WRONG BED, RIGHT ROOMMATE
Series: Accidental Love #1
Author: Rebecca Brooks
Publisher: Entangled Brazen
Release Date: January 14, 2019
Genre:
 Adult Contemporary Romance
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo

Synopsis
It’s not every day you wake up to a stranger getting into your bed. Only, he isn’t a stranger at all, he’s my best friend’s hot older brother…and apparently my new roommate. Having him in my space, driving me crazy, isn’t a problem at all. Nope. All I need to do is keep control of the situation…

But that’s easier said than done. Shawn Lassiter is the kind of distraction I don’t need.

First he accidentally gets into my bed, half-naked, the night before my first day at my new job. Hello, muscles and tattoos! Then he’s there, in nothing but a towel, making me coffee in the morning. It’s more than any girl can resist. Right? But Shawn is off-limits, even if his eyes are saying differently.

Years ago, back when I still had my crush, he destroyed friendships with his reckless playboy antics. There’s no way I’m touching those perfectly formed abs now. I don’t care how nice and responsible he’s acting. I don’t want a boyfriend anyway. That’s what my trusty vibrator is for. I’m the smart girl—the glasses-wearing, book-reading workaholic. I can totally do this.

After all, it’s only for two and a half months. I’ll be on my best behavior…even if Shawn isn’t.

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Excerpt #1
Shawn unzipped his jeans and yanked off his pants, leaving them on the floor as well. This was so much better than Brandon’s shitty couch. Quiet, darkness, a door that closed, an actual bed, and no need to worry about leaving his stuff all over the floor.

By the time he’d stripped down to his boxers, he didn’t even want to brush his teeth. Tomorrow. He’d deal with everything then. He pulled back the covers, ready to collapse into bed.

All of a sudden, somebody screamed.

He fell onto something warm and wriggling wildly against him. “Get away from me!” the voice cried, pushing him off.

He tumbled to the side, tangled in sheets, heart pounding as he tried to keep from falling off the bed. What the ever-loving fuck?

He was turning over, trying to keep his boxers up and his sensitive parts protected as a leg kicked at him, when a light came on, blinding him instantly. In bed—in his bed, the bed he’d been about to crawl into—was a very startled, very beautiful, nearly-naked woman.

She snatched up the sheet to cover the gorgeous curve of her breasts filling out a thin tank top, the straps falling partway off her shoulders. But it was too late, he’d already gotten an eyeful. Thank fucking everything he hadn’t taken off his boxers, or it would be even more obvious what he thought of the view.

Talia must have had a second roommate she hadn’t mentioned, or else he was in the wrong apartment altogether. Nothing about this woman matched the high school girl in his memory—except for the mane of dark curls. Dark, wild, luscious curls that tumbled over her bare shoulders and that flimsy nothing of her tank top strap, which seemed to make her even more exposed than if she wasn’t wearing anything at all.

“You must be Jessie,” he finally said, barely able to get the words out.

She stared like it was taking her a minute to place him, too. He could feel her taking everything in—his bare chest, his boxers, the swirl of tattoos that ran around his left shoulder and tapered out across his pecs. She definitely wouldn’t have seen that ink before, or the three days of sandy stubble on his jaw. Or the pecs, for that matter—he’d been leaner, smaller, in his baseball-playing days.

But she blinked in recognition, and her eyes widened.

“It can’t be,” she said, still staring. Then she scrunched up her face like something smelled. “Shawn?”

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Author Rebecca Brooks

Author Rebecca Brooks

About the Author
Rebecca Brooks lives in New York City in an apartment filled with books. She received a PhD in English but decided it was more fun to write books than write about them. She has backpacked alone through India and Brazil, traveled by cargo boat down the Amazon River, climbed Mt. Kilimanjaro, explored ice caves in Peru, trekked to the source of the Ganges, and sunbathed in Burma, but she always likes coming home to a cold beer and her hot husband in the Bronx. Her books are about independent women who leave their old lives behind to try something new–and find the passion, excitement and purpose they didn’t know they’d been missing. Learn more at http://rebeccabrooksromance.com. To sign-up for her newsletter, sign-up at http://rebeccabrooksromance.com/newsletter.

 

 

 

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Blog Tour – Excerpt + Giveaway – BITTER SWEET HELL (Hell Night) by Alex Grayson

BITTER SWEET HELL Blog Tour

Welcome to the blog tour for BITTER SWEET HELL, the second book in the adult mystery/romantic suspense series, Hell Night, by Alex Grayson. See below for information on the book and series, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

BITTER SWEET HELL (Hell Night #2 by Alex Grayson

BITTER SWEET HELL (Hell Night #2 by Alex Grayson

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Title: BITTER SWEET HELL
Series: Hell Night #1
Author: Alex Grayson
Release Date: January 10, 2019
Genre:
 Adult Mystery/Romantic Suspense
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
As the Sheriff of Malus, Texas, JW takes his oath to protect its citizens very seriously. Born from an ugly past, he swears no child, woman, or man will ever endure what he and his brothers have. As he seeks retribution of the ones who have wronged him, his past and his present finally collide. Secrets are laid open. Ones that are so heinous, they’ll rock the very foundation of JW’s life.

When Eden blazes into town, hot with her own threatening troubles baring down on her, JW steps in as her protector. It’s not only his duty, but a need he can’t ignore. The chemistry between the two is instant and all too tempting.

Giving in was easy, but the consequences were high.

Little does JW know, the disturbing destruction that would rain down on Malus by getting involved with the red-headed gypsy.

Danger lurks just around the corner–it’s dark, terrifying, and malicious.

JW is bitter because of his gruesome past. Eden is sweet despite hers. Together, will they create a beautiful future, or will it all end in bitter sweet hell?

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Excerpt #2
“I wanna talk to you,” JW murmurs, interrupting my perusal of his family and friends.

Before I can answer, he’s tugging me away from the group and around the corner of Trouble’s office building. I open my mouth to ask what in the world he’s doing, but I’m stopped short when I’m pressed to the brick building and his lips are devouring mine.

All thought escapes me as he attacks my mouth, demanding entry with the rough swipe of his tongue. I open immediately, because I’m weak and have no chance, let alone no desire, to deny him. JW can be very persuasive, especially with his talented tongue.

His arms band around my waist, tugging my chest against his, at the same time my hands lace through his hair, yanking his head closer to me. The man is impossibly addicting. I love his taste, and I love the way he makes me feel. Like I’m the only person in the world. Like I’m special.

His groan is deep and growly when he pulls away and begins trailing his lips over my chin and down my neck. I tilt my head to the side to give him easier access to the tender spot he’s laving.

“You taste so fuckin’ good,” he whispers. “I could live forever just from the sweet taste of you.”

I breathe out a sigh of pleasure. “JW.”

His hand smoothly moves across my butt to the back of my thigh, where he pulls my skirt up to my knee, lifts my leg, and wraps it around his hip. Feeling the hard bulge behind the zipper of his jeans feels so good I shamelessly grind against it. All reason has fled my mind as soon as his lips touched mine again. There’s nothing and no one who can make me feel as good as JW.

“We gotta stop,” I whimper, both hoping he heeds my words and ignores them.

“In a minute,” he mutters, gently biting down on my collar bone.

I bite my lip to keep back the pleasurable cry wanting to slip free. His face moves to my cleavage, where he buries it between my boobs. I toss my head back against the brick wall and nearly come undone when his hips press harder against my center. I’d give almost anything to have him pull up my skirt, slip his cock free, and take us both to heaven as he plunges his hardness inside me.

He lifts his head from my boobs and lays a biting kiss against my lips. “Wanna know something?”

I open my eyes and regard his through a lust-filled gaze. “What?” I gasp.

“I almost killed Remi’s brother.”

The seriousness of his tone says he’s not joking.

“Why?” I ask through a dry throat.

“Because I had no clue who he was. He could have been one of Diego’s men and could have hurt you.”

This is something that crossed my mind as well. It could have been so easy for Kian to hurt me. Yes, he probably would’ve been caught with so many people around, but the damage would’ve already been done. Diego is just the kind of guy who would sacrifice one of his men to do his bidding.

“That wasn’t the only reason though.” He nips my lips once and pulls back, giving me his eyes. Ones that are grim and shining with intent. “He had his hand on you.”

“It was just a simple handshake,” I scoff.

“He had his hand on you and looked like he wanted to do a fuck of a lot more than shake your hand. No man touches what’s mine or looks at you the way he did.”

“I’m not yours,” I retort irritably.

“Like fuck, you aren’t. Every single Goddamn inch of you is mine. Deny it all you want, Gypsy. It won’t change that fact.”

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Author Alex Grayson

Author Alex Grayson

About the Author
Alex Grayson is the bestselling author of heart pounding, emotionally gripping contemporary romances including the Jaded Series, the Consumed Series, and three standalone novels. Her passion for books was reignited by a gift from her sister-in-law. After spending several years as a devoted reader and blogger, Alex decided to write and independently publish her first novel in 2014 (an endeavor that took a little longer than expected). The rest, as they say, is history.

Originally a southern girl, Alex now lives in Ohio with her husband, two children, two cats and dog. She loves the color blue, homemade lasagna, casually browsing real estate, and interacting with her readers. Visit her website, www.alexgraysonbooks.com, or find her on social media!

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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – GIRL WITH ALL THE PAIN (Aliens, Tequila and Us) by Michael Herman

GIRL WITH ALL THE PAIN Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for GIRL WITH ALL THE PAIN, the third book in the young adult science fiction thriller series, Aliens, Tequila & Us, by Michael Herman. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on his giveaway.

GIRL WITH ALL THE PAIN (Aliens, Tequila & Us #3) by Michael Herman

GIRL WITH ALL THE PAIN (Aliens, Tequila & Us #3) by Michael Herman

About the Book
Title: GIRL WITH ALL THE PAIN
Series: Aliens, Tequila & Us #3
Author: Michael Herman
Release Date: February 23, 2018
Genre: Young Adult Science Fiction Thriller
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo

Synopsis
Sometimes an ugly duckling becomes more than just a swan.

In the streets of Santiago, Chile, a young homeless girl named Isabel screams a scream of rage that is the last sound the gang tormenting her ever hears.

Deep within the city, a family feels her cry and sets out to find her for their sake as well as hers.

Never straying far from Isabel, Skunk Mountain, a homeless pile of walking filth, visible to only the neighborhood kids, maintains a guardian presence that is key to her survival in a world where, beneath the very ground they walk, a dark ancient intelligent entity prepares to unleash forces that will devastate Chile.

Sometimes that swan has claws and teeth.

 

 

 

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Excerpt
When the woman strokes Isabel’s black fur, Isabel purrs loudly and makes clicking sounds. She knows she rests between friends who will not allow the ones below the base of the statue to harm her. The woman looks down at Isabel and says, “At long last, I have found you. You have not been forgotten. You and your people will return. We will end your long-suffering. You will no longer be alone.”

Isabel looks up at her with her black cat yellow eyes, and purrs. But below her feet, the ground trembles with the might of her enemy. The woman acknowledges the terrible presence beneath them and stoops to Isabel and says, “Only you can restore order. Only you can save them. Only you can end this. When your knowledge of yourself matures and you flower to your destiny, you will fulfill yourself and your time will be complete. We will join you and make it happen. Do you understand?”

Isabel snarls in response and lets out a mighty roar.

Then she is back on the daylight street holding hands with the mirror version of herself. She looks into the mirror self’s eyes and a shudder ripples through her body. The mirror version releases her hands, smiles, looks to Ángel and says, “All is well.”

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Author Michael Herman

Author Michael Herman

About the Author
When he isn’t doing construction or creating 3D simulations for the AEC industry, Michael Herman writes from his small urban hillside farm in California where he types away to the sounds of chickens, coyotes, the occasional fox and his household pets.

 

 

 

 

 

Where to Find Michael Herman
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – FLYGIRL by R.D. Kardon

FLYGIRL Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for FLYGIRL, a stand-alone adult adventure/suspense, by R.D. Kardon. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

FLYGIRL by R.D. Kardon

FLYGIRL by R.D. Kardon

About the Book
Title: FLYGIRL
Author: R.D. Kardon
Publisher: Acorn Publishing
Release Date: January 3, 2019
Genre: Adult Adventure/Suspense
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Synopsis
It’s 1997. Women stand beside men in combat and fly fighter jets. Pilot Tris Miles is not content with her job as a First Officer for tiny Clear Sky Airlines. She wants to be a Captain—the only way she knows to prove her worth as a pilot and atone for a deadly mistake.

To further her career, Tris accepts a prestigious job with Tetrix, Inc. But her dream of becoming pilot-in-command twists into a nightmare.

As the company’s first woman pilot, she encounters resistance, marginalization and harassment on a daily basis. Fortunately Tris has one thing her co-workers can’t deny—skill.

When Tris finds herself in a crippled airplane thousands of miles from home she must prove she can lead. With her career on the line, can Tris earn the respect she’s been craving? And if this is the end, can she find the strength to forgive herself?

 

 

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TRIS LOST ALL visibility as the airplane pierced a thick slab of fog. She slid her focus from the miasma outside the cockpit window to the flight instruments in front of her. They were her eyesight now. She trusted them. They told the truth.

She scanned the gauges and smiled. Tris heard their silent language; woman and machine entwined in the exceptional conversation of flight.

“Clear Sky Two-Five-One, cleared for the approach,” the Columbus, Ohio approach controller announced over a scratchy connection. Tris nodded to Captain Danny Terry, sitting two feet away in the left seat. His jaw clenched as he worked the radios on their last flight of the day.

“Gear down,” Tris commanded.
The landing gear groaned and clicked as they lowered into position. Locked on final approach, the turboprop glided toward the runway, a concrete slab somewhere below them. Its twin engines spun in sync on the airplane’s wings. Tris monitored every bump and twitch of the plane. She answered each with a tap of the controls.

Tris nudged the yoke to bank the airplane left, the plastic coated steering column cool beneath her hands. She thought of all the ways pilots measure movement: degrees of heading, feet of altitude, ticks of the clock. Always counting up, down, until the next critical moment. As Clear Sky 251 slid toward the ground, Tris counted down.

Then she saw the flash. Just for a second, an amber warning light flickered.

“Danny, check the gauges. We had a caution.”

“Five hundred,” the airplane’s synthesized altitude alert announced. Tris checked the altimeter. So close to the ground and they still had zero visibility through the late-summer glare.

“I don’t know,” Danny said as he scanned the gauges. “Wait. It’s the oil pressure on number one. The needle’s going crazy. It could be nothing, just a blip.”

Or the number one engine could be about to fail.

“Ok.” She’d need full power on both engines to climb if they couldn’t land—and she might not have it.

“Nothing in sight.” Danny squirmed

forward in his seat to catch the first glimpse of runway lights. His breath grew more labored with every foot of altitude they lost. He wouldn’t see the runway until the very last second, if at all—right when Tris would decide to land the plane or thrust it back up into the soup.

“Roger.” Tris stayed focused and in control. As seconds passed, the plane slid lower, lower, in a stable descent. The only sounds were the whir of spinning dials, the click of needles, the white noise of flight. Tris eyed the altimeter, her hands soft but firm on the power levers.

Danny’s hand twitched behind hers; a backup. He strained to see the runway. Decision time loomed a few feet away.

The caution light blinked again. Tris had to keep her eyes on the navigation gauges. The closer the airplane got to the ground, the more sensitive those indicators became. If she strayed off course, even a little, she’d lose all guidance and have to climb, or else there was no telling where they’d hit the ground.

She felt Danny’s hands move closer to the controls, protecting them in case she faltered.

She didn’t. Tris saw the runway, dead ahead.

“I’ve got it,” Danny said quickly as he keyed the mike. “Columbus Tower, Clear Sky Two-Five-One, runway in sight.”

“Roger, Clear Sky Two-Five-One, Runway Two-Four, cleared to land, wind two-five-zero at three knots.”

“Landing,” Tris said. She looked outside, blinked to focus, and kept the plane moving straight along the runway centerline, edging toward the earth. The altimeter registered field elevation just as the plane’s rear wheels softly touched the ground.

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Author R.D. Kardon

Author R.D. Kardon

About the Author
Robin “R.D.” Kardon had a twelve-year flying career as a corporate and airline pilot. She holds an Airline Transport Pilot certificate and three Captain qualifications. Her travels took her all over the world in every type of airplane from small single-engine Cessnas to the Boeing 737. Robin earned her B.A. in Journalism and Sociology from NYU and J.D. from American University, Washington College of Law. A native New Yorker, Robin now lives in San Diego, California with her beloved rescue pets.

“Flygirl,” a work of fiction inspired by her own aviation experience, is her first novel.

 

 

 

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Release Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – TRAILS OF LOVE (The Bradens and Montgomerys) by Melissa Foster

TRAILS OF LOVE Release Blitz

Welcome to the release blitz for TRAILS OF LOVE, the third book in the adult contemporary romance series, The Bradens and Montgomerys (Pleasant Hill – Oak Falls), by New York Times and USA Today bestselling author, Melissa Foster. See below for information on the book and series, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

TRAILS OF LOVE (Pleasant Hill Oak Falls #3) by Melissa Foster

TRAILS OF LOVE (Pleasant Hill Oak Falls #3) by Melissa Foster

About the Book
Title: TRAILS OF LOVE
Series: The Bradens and Montgomerys (Pleasant Hill – Oak Falls) #3
Author: Melissa Foster
Publisher: World Literary Press
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance
Release Date: January 9, 2019
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Synopsis
Discover the magic of New York Times bestseller Melissa Foster’s writing, and see why millions of readers have fallen in love with the Bradens and the rest of the Love in Bloom big-family romance collection.

In TRAILS OF LOVE…

When Graham Braden travels to Oak Falls, Virginia to attend the wedding of his buddy Reed Cross to Grace Montgomery, he sticks around to help with renovations to Reed’s new theater. The last thing he expects is to be asked to assess and possibly invest in Grace’s sister Morgyn’s business endeavor. Graham is a careful, keen businessman, and Morgyn is impulsive, disorganized, and more interested in the energy flow in her eclectic retail shop than in the accuracy of her records. While Graham isn’t ready to open his pockets to the sassy, sexy business owner, he may be ready to open his heart.

THE BRADENS & MONTGOMERYS (Pleasant Hill – Oak Falls). Order of future books is subject to change. 
Embracing Her Heart
Anything For Love
Trails of Love
Our Wicked Hearts
Searching for Love
Wild Crazy Hearts
Summer of Love
Hot For Love
Sweet Sexy Hearts
Winter of Love
Claiming Her Heart

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Excerpt
Morgyn clutched Graham’s hand and leaned over the edge to give it to her. Her dress crept up the backs of her legs, barely covering her ass. She didn’t seem to notice or care as she popped upright, looking sexy as sin and carefree as the wind.

“You might need that hat later,” he pointed out.

“And you think too much.” She waved her hand dismissively. “I’ll just borrow yours.”

“I’d build you a shelter before I’d part with my lucky hat, sunshine.”

She made a pouty face that was freaking adorable, and then her eyes narrowed and she crossed her arms, studying him. “What’s so special about that hat?”

“You want my secrets? You’ve got to give me some of yours.” The hat had been his father’s, and it had always brought Graham luck. He wasn’t about to tell her that he’d never met a woman he wanted a long-term relationship with, and until that happened, his lucky hat would remain solely in his possession.

“I don’t have secrets, so you can keep yours.” She leaned closer and, lifting the strap of his green duffel bag over his head, said, “Ready to live dangerously, Mr. Risk Assessor?”

He tossed his duffel to the ground as she began shimmying and swaying to the beat of the country song, her eyes locked on him, and in that moment, he didn’t give a rat’s ass about his hat. When the beat quickened, she kept pace, dancing with seductive confidence, like she was born with rhythm in her blood. Her allure was too strong to resist, and he began moving without thought. As an engineer and an investor, he did careful research, planning, and execution for everything he did, and that carried over to the extreme sports he took part in. Doing anything without thought was a first for him, but he wasn’t about to fight it because Sunshine was watching him like she wanted to disappear into him, and he sure as hell wanted to disappear into her.

He swept an arm around her, drawing her against him again, and her eyes flamed, but there was no hint of a blush on her cheeks. A bolt of heat shot through him. There was nothing sexier than a confident woman.

He put his mouth beside her ear as he said, “For your information, I thrive on danger.”

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Book 1: EMBRACING HER HEART
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Book 2: ANYTHING FOR LOVE
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Author Melissa Foster

Author Melissa Foster

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

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

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

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

Where to Find Melissa Foster
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – SECRET LADY (Ladies in Time) by Beth Trissel

SECRET LADY Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for SECRET LADY, the third book in the new adult time-traveling fantasy romance series, Ladies in Time, by Beth Trissel. See below for information on the book and series, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

SECRET LADY (Ladies in Time #3) by Beth Trissel

SECRET LADY (Ladies in Time #3) by Beth Trissel

About the Book
Title: SECRET LADY
Series: Ladies in Time #3
Author: Beth Trissel
Publisher: Wild Rose Press
Release Date: January 9, 2019
Genre: New Adult Time Travel Fantasy Romance
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Synopsis
At Lavender House, Evie McIntyre is haunted by the whispers from her bedroom closet. Before she can make sense of their murmurs, the house “warbles” between times and transports her to the Civil War. Past and present have blended, and Evie wishes she’d paid more attention to history. Especially since former Confederate officer, Jack Ramsey, could use a heads up.

Torn between opposing forces, Jack struggles to defend the valley and people he loves. Meeting Evie turns his already tumultuous world upside down. Will solving the mystery of the whispers return her home, and will the handsome scout be by her side?

Against the background of Sheridan’s Burning of the Shenandoah Valley, Jack and Evie fight to save their friends and themselves – or is history carved in stone?

 

 

 

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Excerpt #2
“They brought the draft back?” This was it. She had officially lost her mind.

“It never went away. Where have you been, miss? More to the point, who are you?” His gruff demand stirred the hair at her cheek.

She tilted her face at him. Only the barest outline of his strong features was visible, and yet… Man, was he hot. Focus Evie. “I told you. I’m Evie McIntyre. I live here with my grandmother. Didn’t you realize?”

“That so? I don’t suppose you would be a spy in a Mennonite house. Still. Never know. I best get a good look at you.”

“Who would I be spying for?”

“Rebs. Neither side wishes me well. I’m in no man’s land.”

Her heart drummed wildly. “Where does that leave me?”

“That’s the question, isn’t it?” He steadied Evie on her feet.

Was it? She had no idea what was going on and watched dazedly as he took something from the leather pouch hanging over his shoulder. “What’s that?”

“Lucifers.”

He’d lost her again. There must be a powerful resistance movement at work. She didn’t follow politics. Maybe she should. Had matters come to an explosive head tonight? Why hadn’t her grandmother said something?

He drew what resembled matches from a small metal container and struck one. Sulphurous sparks added pungency to the room. He lit the stubby candle in a tin lantern on an end table. Shadows danced from the pale taper glowing through the punches in the metal. Pretty, how the light made patterns on the ceiling.

Wait. Where had that lantern come from?

The stained-glass lamp Grandma G. treasured was just there before she went to bed. Dear God in heaven. What had happened to the room?

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Book 1: SOMEWHERE MY LADY
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Book 2: THE WHITE LADY
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Author Beth Trissel

Author Beth Trissel

About the Author
Married to my high school sweetheart, I live on a farm in the Shenandoah Valley of Virginia with my people and furbabies. An avid gardener, I grow herbs and heirloom flowers and use them in my stories. The rich history of Virginia, the Native Americans, and the Scots-Irish are at the heart of my inspiration. My English/Scots-Irish ancestors were among the earliest settlers in America and the valley. I write historical romance set in the colonial frontier (The Native American Warrior Series), and the American Revolution (The Traitor’s Legacy Series). Some of my historicals include ghosts and other paranormal elements. I also write Young Adult shapeshifter/ fantasy romance (The Secret Warrior Series), and New Adult time travel/time slip romance, Somewhere in Time, and my latest ongoing series, Ladies in Time. I also write single titles and nonfiction.

 

 

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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – KILLER LIES (Deadly Encounters) by Zia Westfield

KILLER LIES Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for KILLER LIES, the second book in the adult romantic suspense series, Deadly Encounters, by Zia Westfield. See below for information on the book and series, and buy links, an exclusive look at Chapter 1, and details on her giveaway.

KILLER LIES (Deadly Encounters #2) by Zia Westfield

KILLER LIES (Deadly Encounters #2) by Zia Westfield

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Title: KILLER LIES
Series: Deadly Encounters #2
Author: Zia Westfield
Release Date: December 21, 2018
Genre: Adult Suspense
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Synopsis
Kelsey Tremayne’s life unraveled in the summer of her 16th year when she and a friend were abducted. She came out of the experience alive, but without memories of her abduction and her friend was never found. Rumors that she’d killed her friend in jealousy, and that she was mentally unstable, started and eventually her parents moved her away from Carville. Now, she’s back in Carville to settle her aunt’s estate. However, someone is watching her, playing with her mind. Could it even escalate to murder?

One man is willing to stand by her, protect her, and breach the barriers that have guarded her heart for so long.

Sam Carmichael stays focused on the job and keeps his personal interactions limited. The emotional instability of his wife and her subsequent suicide have made him leery of getting deeply involved with anyone. Even so, someone is targeting Kelsey Tremayne and the roots go back twelve years to an abduction that was never solved. As Sam is drawn deeper into the case, he can’t help admiring Kelsey’s strength and compassion and he vows to do everything he can to find the truth and bring her kidnapper to justice.

Can two people hurt by their pasts survive a criminal’s web to find a future together?

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Chapter 1
Sam Carmichael switched his high beams on and eased off the pedal as he drove the narrow mountain road. Fat raindrops splattered the windshield of the SUV in a steady torrent that even the windshield wipers working double time couldn’t keep up with.

The Tremayne mansion drive should be another half a mile up the road. He’d be glad to get there. The mountainside wasn’t known for landslides, but the amount of rain that had been coming down steadily had been causing a number of accidents throughout Carville. Best-case scenario, he’d see the crazy cat lady and get back into town before anything bad happened.

Thunder cracked overhead, followed by a flash of light that lit up the road, revealing towering trees on both sides. He also caught sight of the gate that signaled the Tremayne estate.

He made the turn and pulled up beside the box attached to the wall. He lowered his window, pushed the button and waited for a response.

He’d been out here years ago when he’d been riding patrol. A woman dressed in shawls and surrounded by dozens of cats, or so it had seemed, had answered the door. She’d insisted that he find the person who was trying to steal her cats.

Setting aside his private thoughts, he’d checked the house and the grounds, but had found no signs of anyone having been there.

He’d chalked it up to experience and had forgotten about it until tonight, when the desk Sergeant had roped him into coming to check out a report of a possible burglary before going home.

“Lucky me,” he said into the darkness.

“Excuse me?” The voice crackled across the intercom.

Sam leaned out, ignoring the rain that pelted him, and spoke loudly.

“Detective Sam Carmichael, Carville PD. I’m here about the burglary.” He pulled his head back in and waited for the gate to open. Instead, the intercom crackled to life once more.

“Would you show me your badge, Detective?”

Sam reminded himself that he had become a detective to serve the public, even on foul nights when man and beast knew better than to be outside. He fished his badge out of his pocket and thrust it out towards the camera. How the hell the person on the other side expected to see anything with the rain coming down like it was, he didn’t know.

The gate suddenly creaked and slowly began opening.

“You’re welcome,” Sam muttered.

While he waited for the opening to be large enough for him to drive through, he gave himself a stern talking to. Crazy cat lady or not, he would do his job and be professional. Some days were the pits and today ranked as one of them, but he wouldn’t let it interfere with his job.

He drove up the long drive, noting the overgrown lawn and the creepy vibe given off by the ivy crawling up every inch of the turreted mansion, the branches overhanging the drive, and the coldness that seemed to emanate from the dark exterior. Before he left tonight he would make a point to the person who called the stationhouse to add lights to dispel the gloom.

He pulled the SUV as close to the front porch as he could, but he was still soaked by the time he reached the top step.

He pushed the bell next to the door and prepared to meet the crazy cat lady.

The door opened, and Sam stared dumbfounded. The woman before him was dressed in shawls and a long dark grey skirt, and had one cat in her arms while another curled up on a straight back chair that butted up against the wall.

But she was years younger—younger than him, he’d guess—and punch-in-the-gut beautiful.

None of it made sense and he said the first words that popped into his mind.

“What happened to the other crazy cat lady?”

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Kelsey Tremayne winced at the question. When she’d opened the door, she hadn’t been sure what to expect. The security system needed a major upgrade. She had barely been able to hear the detective identify himself, and the rain and poor camera quality had made it impossible to see his badge clearly.

Though she’d debated the risk in letting him approach, she had decided to chance it. She gripped the pepper spray she held in her hand which was concealed by the shawls. It hadn’t been easy to call the police given her history with them, in fact, her stomach still felt queasy over the decision, but she needed the incidents on record.

Crazy cat lady, indeed.

“Please come in, Detective.” She stepped back and petted Sabina, the white Persian mix that had sought comfort in her arms when the thunder had started.

The detective entered, dripping water on the wood floor, and surveyed her from head to foot. He was tall, over six feet, if she had to guess, with a rangy build, brown close-cropped hair, and a stubborn jaw.

Kelsey could imagine what he saw. A not-very-tall, not-very-short, brown-haired, brown-eyed female with more cats than friends. Okay, he wouldn’t be able to guess the last, but it wouldn’t take long for him to stumble onto the truth.

Then again maybe he already knew it. After all, he’d asked about the other cat lady.

“If you’d follow me,” she said, and turned to head down the hall to the one habitable room.

For whatever reason, her aunt hadn’t put her mark on the library. Perhaps it had remained a tribute to her aunt’s father, Kelsey’s grandfather. Whatever the reason, Kelsey was grateful for the comfortable furniture and the working fireplace. The heater had shown itself to be temperamental and the fire burning in the fireplace was the only source of heat she had. In a few weeks, when winter dumped snow on the ground, she’d be in trouble if she didn’t get someone to fix it. Lately, she never seemed to warm up, as if the cold lived and breathed inside her, spreading its tentacles throughout her body.

She shivered, mentally relegated the broken heater to the long list of repairs she had written, and focused on the detective.

“Would you like to have a seat, Detective? Can I get you anything to drink?” She knew she’d said the wrong thing from the way his eyes widened.

“Ma’am—”

“Kelsey. Kelsey Tremayne. Ma’am makes me sound old.” She moved a little closer to the fire, wanting the heat to dispel the chill that had taken up permanent residence in her bones.

The detective splayed his hands on his hips and watched her.

“Ms. Tremayne, you called the station and reported a burglary.”

Kelsey wet her lips and wished he’d asked for a drink. Her mouth felt dry and her throat parched.

He wouldn’t believe her. She could tell from his stance and from the way his gaze swept over the room. He had made up his mind about her. Maybe he’d even heard the rumors about her.

He’d obviously heard the ones about her aunt or why would he have called her the “crazy cat lady”?

Suddenly the room seemed to shrink. Her pulse rate increased and sweat broke out on her brow. A panic attack was imminent if she didn’t do something to head it off.

That would be all he would need to see to confirm that she was as crazy as her aunt. She couldn’t let him.

“I’m sorry, detective, for wasting your time. You should go. I made a mistake. I’m sorry. Please chalk it up to the horrible weather.” She tried to smile, but her lips seemed to tremble instead. She couldn’t even look him in the eye; her gaze slid away. She marched purposely to the door, hoping he would follow.

Breathe in. Breathe out.

She tried to remember everything her therapist had told her. Her control, though, was slipping. Footsteps sounded behind her and she knew a moment of relief. He would go.

Once he was gone, she could fall apart.

She juggled Sabina in order to grab the doorknob and pull the heavy front door open. Thunder boomed overhead and lightning lit up the sky. Sabina yowled and leaped from Kelsey’s arms, scratching them in her descent. Kelsey tripped on her floor-length skirt and fell backward.

Arms caught her and pain exploded in her head. “Let go!” She kicked and scratched and fought, determined to fight her way free.

One minute she was trapped and the next she was thrust into a hard-backed chair. Detective Carmichael stood a few feet away, looking at her as if she were indeed crazy. She wanted to crawl into a hole and hide.

If only she were a cat-like Sabina, who’d scampered to the top of a stack of boxes further down the hallway and was observing them from her perch.

“Please go,” Kelsey whispered, her voice raw.

Silence pressed in on her, despite the sounds of the storm made louder by the open front door. She’d asked him to leave. Why didn’t he leave?

He walked over to the door and closed it. He blew out a breath and rubbed the top of his head.

“Look, you called about a burglary. Why don’t we focus on that?”

She shook her head. “I was mistaken.” She twisted her fingers in the shawl’s fringe. “You can go.” Maybe if she repeated it enough he’d get the hint.

He bent down and picked up the pepper spray that must have fallen out of her hand when she’d tripped. He put it on the table in the entry, next to her chair. He looked puzzled.

She waited for the barrage of questions. Memories of another interrogation intruded into her mind and once more her control began to crumble. She got to her feet, strode purposely to the front door and pulled it open.

“I’ve asked you to leave. I told you it was a mistake. Please go or I’ll have to call the station to register a complaint.” She wouldn’t, of course. Her days of dealing with the police were at an end. She’d thought she could handle talking to them, after all of her therapist’s encouragement to see beyond her own nightmarish experience. But, again, images and voices crowded into her mind, threatening to push out here and now if she didn’t hang on.

“All right. I’ll go,” he said.

He spoke evenly, and she focused on the words, not wanting to look into his eyes and see pity there.

She expected him to step past her and out onto the porch so she could shut the door. But he paused directly in front of her, facing her, though all she saw was his dark blue shirt tucked into a pair of jeans. She forced her head up to meet his gaze, her hands tightening the shawl’s material around her.

His eyes were gray, turbulent, like the storm outside. Something inside her wanted to shy away from the way he seemed to be stripping away the layers she’d successfully piled on to protect herself. But she made herself withstand the scrutiny.

He shook his head. “You know, none of this makes sense. This,” he waved his hand around to encompass the hallway, “doesn’t make sense. Mostly, though, you don’t make sense.” He reached into his shirt pocket, pulled out a business card and held it out to her.

She wet her lips, aware of his gaze suddenly focused on her mouth. She felt the heat rushing to her cheeks.

“If I take the card, will you leave?” Her voice sounded husky to her own ears and she wanted to kick herself. The last person she needed to be attracted to was a police detective.

“Just take the card,” he said.

She reached out to pluck it from his fingers, but he held on to it.

“First, get some light and better security. Second, I don’t know why you called the police, or what’s going on, but if you change your mind or need assistance, my cell phone is on here. I’ll pick up day or night.” With those final words, he released his grip on the card and walked out, closing the door behind him with a snap.

A cat meowed, and she felt the animal rub against her legs. Pulling her gaze away from the door, she reached down and picked Sabina up. She was still holding the card in her hand as she carried the cat to the library where warmth lay. She should throw it away, yet she couldn’t quite rid herself of the image of those gray eyes and that penetrating stare. He’d called her a crazy cat lady, but when he’d zoomed in on her lips, he’d seemed attracted.

Of course, it might all be in her imagination, but that didn’t matter. If she concentrated on how he’d been captivated by her lips, she wouldn’t have to think about who had been in the house and whether they would be back.

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Author Zia Westfield

Author Zia Westfield

About the Author
Zia Westfield creates suspenseful, exciting stories with romance at the heart of them. There is nothing more thrilling than watching two people fall in love despite the odds and the danger surrounding their every move.

She makes her home in Tokyo with her husband and three sons. She holds a full-time job, volunteers too much because she doesn’t know how to say “no,” and generally finds peace between the pages of a book or when she’s writing out the stories in her head.

 

 

 

 

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Blog Tour – Excerpt + Giveaway – TRIPLICITY by J. Mercer

TRIPLICITY Blog Tour

Welcome to the blog tour for TRIPLICITY, a stand-alone young contemporary romantic thriller, by J. Mercer. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

TRIPLICITY by J. Mercer

TRIPLICITY by J. Mercer

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title: TRIPLICITY
Author: J. Mercer
Publisher: Bare Ink
Release Date: January 6, 2019
Genre: Young Adult Romantic Thriller
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Synopsis
One week on an Alaskan cruise, three teens, and an endless trail of lies.

Enter a series of thefts on board and they all fall under scrutiny. Though Navy acts a proper preacher’s daughter, she did end up with someone else’s purse in her hands, and Jesse knows way more than he should about what’s gone missing. Isaiah, however, is the one with motive—enough money and he could get back to his ranch. Each holds a piece of the truth, but exposing the thief could damn them all. They must navigate through the lies they’ve told, choose between standing together or saving themselves, and decide if innocence is worth facing their ugliest secrets.

 

 

 

 

 

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Excerpt #3
Meet Isaiah:

The ship was so big. As big as a mountain. But I was used to twenty people on a mountain, not a million people inside one.

I craned my neck to get a better look at the girl ten or so people ahead of us. Of course, Gram thought I was watching the pretty boy with the sparkling teeth and preppy outfit.

“Keep your eyes in your head, Zay,” she muttered.

It didn’t matter how many times I told her I liked girls. She couldn’t imagine why else I’d want to work with an all-male ranch staff in the middle of nowhere, Montana.

The girl’s blonde hair was a shiny mane, and her outfit—dark skinny jeans, a white tee, and huge turquoise earrings—was perfect: no frills, no bullshit.

Gram swatted me with her purse. I glared at her.

“Nice to have a week off, Zay?” My great-aunt Ethel asked.

We were here on her dime, bought company for an old woman, so I muttered out a response and went back to the hair. My fingers twitched to feel it. Not in a creepy way, but brushing out horses was the most relaxing part of my day.

“He’s got more ‘an a week,” Gram said. “I’m not sendin’ him back.”

My throat dried up. She couldn’t be serious.

“I mean it too.” Nodding, she grabbed her suitcase. Marched forward a few paces.

I hurried after her. “I can’t quit in the middle of a summer with no notice. Ike needs me.”

“I gave Ike your notice the day you left. He knows.”

“Why would you do that?”

Hands on her hips. “You had a girlfriend yet?”

“Yes!”

“Yeah, right. I know how many of them’re up at that ranch.”

“Gram, I’m watching that blonde girl, okay?” I pointed over her head. The boy who was way too preppy for me turned. He put up a few fingers and waved.

“That prissy one with the frown?” Ethel asked. “She looks mean.”

“Oh, he’s just tellin’ me what he knows I wanna hear. Tellin’ time’s over, Zay. You need to get your life together.”

“What’s wrong with my life?” What I had was what I wanted. All I’d ever want. My fist clenched. I couldn’t lose the ranch, not after I’d lost everything else.

“Them boys aren’t gonna make you a family, and that ranch ain’t gonna make you a future.” She shuffled her feet forward.

I pulled my cowboy hat down. The blonde was slipping inside the ship anyway. “They are my family, and if being a grunt ranch hand is my future, I’m happy with that.”

“I’m your family,” she snapped. “And you’re happy with it because you’re seventeen and you don’t know no better.”

“Gram, please?” It was a desperate whisper.

“It’s all the poor boy has left,” Aunt Ethel pointed out, not looking at me. Not even for a second. As if I might miss that I was the poor boy she was talking about.

Gram crossed her arms. “Building his future is more important than what he does or does not have left.”

“Other people we know have been gay,” Aunt Ethel said. “Jeannie from the corner, for example, and you never worried about her future.”

Gram glared at her. “Jeannie wasn’t my grandson.”

“Then make me a deal,” I said, because this was something we did.

“Yes.” Aunt Ethel smiled before turning back to Gram. “He gets a girlfriend, you let him go back.”

Gram looked like she was face-to-face with a skunk. “What’s a girlfriend gonna prove?”

“For one, it’ll prove he likes girls.”

“He can right fake that. Anyway, there’s more ‘an one reason I don’t want him at that ranch.”

“Give the boy some hope, Liza. He’s only seventeen. He’s still got time to work his life out.”

Gram eyed me for a full two minutes. I counted the ticks in my head while studying the wooden decking, how it barely moved beneath my feet. Hope was suddenly the color of that girl’s hair, and I talked myself into wanting the rest of her too, no matter what she ended up being. Because now, with Gram’s curt nod, it seemed she was the only way I’d get back home.

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Author J. Mercer

Author J. Mercer

About The Author
J Mercer grew up in Wisconsin where she walked home from school with her head in a book, filled notebooks with stories in junior high, then went to UW Madison for accounting and psychology only to open a dog daycare. She wishes she were an expert linguist, is pretty much a professional with regards to competitive dance hair (bunhawk, anyone?), and enjoys exploring with her husband—though as much as she loves to travel, she’s also an accomplished hermit. Perfect days include cancelled plans, rain, and endless hours to do with what she pleases.

For updates and news, you can find her on Facebook, but she’s more often on Instagram, talking about what she’s reading and other bookish things. Go there for book recommendations, reading-inspired writing tips, or even to read along. If you prefer everything delivered directly to your inbox, click here to get on the email list.

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Where to Find J. Mercer
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Blog Tour – Excerpt + Giveaway – YOU WON’T SEE ME COMING (The Black Angel Chronicles) by Kristen Orlando

YOU WON'T SEE ME COMING Blog Tour

Welcome to the blog tour for YOU WON’T SEE ME COMING, the third book in the young contemporary thriller series, The Black Angel Chronicles, by Kristen Orlando. See below for information on the book, preorder links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

YOU WON'T SEE ME COMING (The Black Angel Chronicles #3) by Kristen Orlando

YOU WON’T SEE ME COMING (The Black Angel Chronicles #3) by Kristen Orlando

About the Book
Title: YOU WON’T SEE ME COMING
Series: The Black Angel Chronicles #3
Author: Kristen Orlando
Publisher: Swoon Reads
Release Date: January 8, 2019
Genre: Young Adult Contemporary Thriller
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo

Synopsis

After finally taking down Torres, her mother’s merciless killer, Reagan and Luke have two targets on their backs and are forced into hiding. With new names, looks, and cover stories, they’re living quiet, “safe” lives, but revenge comes at a steep price. Reagan’s actions continue to haunt the pair and put the people they love in danger.

When Reagan discovers her best friend Harper is on the verge of being kidnapped, she and Luke defy Black Angel orders and risk blowing their cover to save their friend. After the rescue attempt goes wrong, the three friends must go on the run with an army of assassins hot on their trail and the list of trust-worthy Black Angels getting smaller and smaller. Will they make it out alive? And at what cost?

Fast-paced and suspenseful, this is the explosive finale of Kristen Orlando’s Black Angel Chronicles series. 

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Excerpt
I’ve come to hate my hands. I used to just think they were ugly. My palms, too big. My fingers, too short. My skin, too wrinkly. Freak hands, I used to joke. I don’t make jokes about my hands now. When I stare down at them, I still see his blood. Blazing red ovals with tiny tails on my fingernails, knuckles, and wrists. The rational side of me knows it’s gone. Washed away in a tiny bathroom sink at thirty thousand feet, Santino Torres’s DNA circling the drain somewhere over the Indian Ocean. Still, if the light is right, I see it, freckling my skin.

The bell at the front door of the bookshop jingles, breaking my zombie-like trance. I shake my head, clearing my mind, and my hands begin to move again, searching for a book Bird Lady asked us to order. She has a name: Dorothy. But she has one singular passion in life: birds. She loves birds so much that she wears broaches with pictures of her pet birds on them. Her purse is covered in colorfully stitched birds. Her winter scarf, again: birds. I’ve been living here for only a few weeks, but in a town as small as Manchester, Vermont, you get to know the locals pretty fast. I’m told Manchester is packed with New Yorkers and Bostonians with vacation houses in the summer and tourists for the leaves in the autumn. But come winter, as the temperatures dip and snow begins to fall, the volume of visitors fades and we’re left alone with the bitter cold and the townsfolk.

“Olivia, did you find it yet?” Bird Lady’s coarse voice asks from behind me. My shoulders tense, still uneasy with the sound of my new name.

I’ve been a dozen different Reagans. Reagan Bailey. Reagan Schultz. Reagan MacMillan. But with Fernando searching for me, eager to put a bullet in my skull, the Black Angels said keeping my first name was no longer an option. Staying any version of my former self was far too dangerous. Before, I would have kicked and screamed over losing my name. But now, I just don’t care. With each new identity and cover story, I used to keep pieces of Reagan Elizabeth Hillis behind the pretender mask. I weaved my true self into the girl I was instructed to become. But not now. The girl I was before is disappearing. And I doubt she’s ever coming back.

“Just about,” I answer and clear my throat. I lift the lid of one more box and flip through all our recent orders. Finally, I find it. I pull out the latest edition of the Field Guide to North American Birds and turn back around to face Bird Lady.

“I certainly hope the shop didn’t give my copy away,” Bird Lady says playfully, her wrinkles deepening around her mouth.

“Of course not, Dorothy,” I reply with a small smile and hand her the book. “We didn’t even put it out on the shelves. We saved it especially for you.”

“Well, it’s not really for me,” she answers and pulls open her wallet. It has birds all over it. Of course. “It’s for my youngest granddaughter for Christmas. She’s ten. I hope she’ll like it.”

“I’m sure she’ll just love it,” I reply as sweetly as possible and plaster a fake smile on my face (my cheeks ache at the end of a shift from all the forced glee) as I scan the book and begin to ring her up. “That will be twenty-three dollars and forty-nine cents.”

“Here you go, dear.” Bird Lady hands me her credit card, which I swipe and hand back to her. The printer whines and spits out a receipt.

“I hope you have a great evening,” I say and hand her a plastic green-and-white Manchester Book Loft bag with the present for her granddaughter tucked inside.

“You too,” Bird Lady replies and wags her bony finger at me. “Now don’t work too hard.”

“I’ll try,” I answer with an artificial laugh and watch as Bird Lady slowly walks across the store, out the front door, and into the snowy, dark night.

I glance down at my mother’s watch ticking away on my wrist: 9:57. Nearly closing time. I scan the lower floor of the bookstore. It’s empty. “O Tannenbaum” from A Charlie Brown Christmas plays over the speakers; each cheerful strike of the piano keys makes my heart heavier, my mood darker. Christmas used to be my favorite time of year. Not just because of the carols and presents and lights, the general merriness that comes with the holiday season. I used to love Christmas because it meant my parents were home. With their seniority, they were able to request the days around Christmas off and, unless it was a true emergency, they were almost never called away.

We had our little traditions for that week. We’d make Christmas cookies using twenty-year-old cookie cutters, and Dad would make fun of the crooked candy canes and the blobs that were supposed to be Santa Claus. Then Mom would yell at him for licking red and green dyed icing off of his fingers before touching other cookies, spreading his germs everywhere. Aunt Sam would come over to try to put together gingerbread houses, but they were always disasters, falling down or having the candy picked off of cookie rooftops within the first twenty-four hours of construction. Mom would make us string popcorn for the Christmas tree and I’d always whine and say we should just buy strings of little gold beads and call it a day. “You’ll miss these moments when you’re grown up,” my mother used to say. I’d roll my eyes when she’d turn her back and think yeah right. But I’d do just about anything to have those moments back. This will be my second Christmas without my mother. My first without Dad. He’s still so angry with me, I doubt I’ll even get a phone call. Even if he wasn’t so irate with me, the Black Angels would never allow him to visit me for the holiday. I must stay hidden. I must remain a ghost.

I clear my throat, lost memories stinging at my eyes. I try to push back the sorrow that’s crept out of its little box, flooding my bloodstream and leaving my layered body cold. I shove my hands into the pockets of my jeans and dig my fingers into my hipbones, redirecting the ache. The threatening gloom retreats, tucking itself back where it belongs. I don’t deserve to feel sad.

I did this myself.

“Olivia, you ready to go?” my manager, Adam, calls to me as he emerges from behind a row of cookbooks. He’s twenty-six with a law degree from Columbia but opted out of taking the bar exam. He gave up an almost guaranteed partnership at his dad’s prestigious Manhattan law firm to move to Vermont and start a very different life. I feel like there’s a lot of that up here. People who leave behind lives of privilege to make cheese or blow glass or something. Smaller paychecks but a simpler, happy life. And with its sweeping mountain views and postcard-worthy quaintness, I can see why so many give up everything for peace in the Green Mountain State.

“Yeah, let me just close out,” I say and punch a few buttons into the register, locking it with a key for the night.

“Ben’s waiting for you,” Adam says, and my shoulders flinch beneath my thick sweater once again. I’ll never get used to his new name either.

“Okay. Your key, good sir,” I say and hand over the key to the downstairs register. For being in a small town, the Manchester Book Loft is quite expansive, with two floors, a large café that serves delicious goodies, and lots of quirky nooks where customers can hide out and get lost in a good book.

“Let’s get out of here before the snow really starts coming down,” Adam says, flipping off the light behind me. With a curly mop of blond hair and an easy smile, Adam looks like a cherub. I’m kind of surprised he doesn’t have wings coming out of his flannel button-down shirts. That baby face is the current catch of Manchester that every single girl (and divorced cougar) has her eye on.

I follow Adam through the store, turning out lights one by one. When I reach the Young Adult section, I catch my distorted reflection, the light inside creating an imperfect mirror against the dark window. It takes all my energy to repress the shiver crawling up my vertebrae. I barely recognize myself. My long dark hair has been chopped into a bob and dyed honey blond. I’m a horrible-looking blond, and I hate maintaining this modern Barbie hairstyle. The worst part is bleaching my dark eyebrows, trying to make this new me look somewhat natural. I avoid mirrors. The acid in my stomach roils every time I see myself. Just another reminder of why I’m here. What I’ve lost.

What I’ve done.

“Liv,” Adam’s voice calls out to me from the last dark room.

“Coming,” I say and flip off the light. My ghostly reflection disappears.

I walk past the magazine display, past a pair of comfy, worn couches, and up three small steps that lead into the café.

“Hello, love,” a voice says once I reach the top. I look up to see the new version of Luke smiling at me. His beautiful blond hair has been trimmed short and dyed a dark brown (lots of hair dye under our bathroom sink). He’s even started wearing colored contacts, turning his two pools of cornflower blue a muddy brown. The only pieces that remain of the Ohio boy I fell for are his dimples.

“Hi, babe,” I reply and lean in for a quick kiss, the scruff of his threatening five o’clock shadow (which he has to shave daily since it’s so much lighter than his hair) scratching my face. “You make out okay?”

“Sold out of all my apple crumb bars,” he responds sweetly and pulls my body in for a side hug. I wrap my arms around his waist and take in his scent. He smells like coffee and powdered sugar from a twelve-hour shift working in the bakery and café section of the bookstore. I never learned to cook. I thought I’d never need to. I was supposed to be a Black Angel: my days spent rescuing hostages, taking down terrorists, and arresting drug kingpins. But Luke is a master in the kitchen. His mother is an amazing baker. He spent hours with her, melting chocolate for triple-chocolate-chip cookies and kneading dough for pies. So when it came to finding a real job, he was easy. But I didn’t have much to offer the real world. I mean, if someone needs a swift kick to the face or a quick and clean execution, I’m your girl. But starting a hit man business while trying to hide out is probably not the best-laid plan in the world.

“Here, let me help you with your coat,” Luke says as I slip my arms through my camel-colored peacoat.

“Ben, you guys working tomorrow?” asks Imogene as she throws on her blue puffy winter jacket. She pulls her long, dark hair out of the neck of her coat and zips it up over her petite frame. She’s one of the baristas in the Book Loft café and makes one hell of a cappuccino, complete with decorative foam hearts or leaves or flowers.

“Yeah, we’re both on for tomorrow,” Luke responds and pulls me into his body again, giving me a kiss on the forehead as the four of us walk out of the warm bookstore and into a chilly December night.

“You two have a great evening,” Adam says as he locks the front door of the now dark Manchester Book Loft. “Shit, I forgot to turn off the Christmas music.”

“That’s okay. The books love A Charlie Brown Christmas,” Imogene says with a throaty laugh.

“Screw it,” Adam says and puts the key in his pocket. “See you guys tomorrow.”

“Have a good one,” Luke says cheerfully as he takes my gloved hand into his own. We walk in silence to our car, parked two blocks away, and I relish these quiet minutes. Fat snowflakes cascade down from a black sky, like falling stars, filling the dark trees and carpeting the sidewalk with their brightness. The spruce trees near the bookstore are wrapped in old-fashioned Christmas lights. Bright bulbs blink red, yellow, green, and blue. Garland is wrapped around store windows and a wreath hangs on nearly every door. Twinkle lights hug thin parkway trees and thick felt red ribbons are tied into perfect bows on every light post. It’s like walking onto the set of a Hallmark Christmas movie, but without the hollow buildings and paper snow.

We approach Charlie’s, a popular bar with the locals, and my stomach begins to knot with what’s next. Our turn is coming up. In ten seconds, we’ll be out of sight of Imogene and Adam.

In ten seconds, the show’s over.

I breathe in the cold night air and it stings against the delicate flesh of my lungs like a warning. We pass by Charlie’s front door. It opens and the sound of clinking glasses and AC/DC’s “Thunderstruck” fills the quiet. We turn the corner, off the main street, and like clockwork, Luke drops my hand. No, doesn’t drop. More like heaves it back to me. The boy from the bookstore disappears, his smile replaced by a scowl. His eyes angry, lips tight, and dimples gone until the next day when he has to throw a phony smile my way while we work. Pretend we’re a couple. Make believe that we’re happy.

I look up at him with wounded eyes, missing his hand in mine. Even if it’s all for show. He can feel my eyes on him. I know it. He shoves his hands into the pockets of his heavy coat and stares straight ahead, his face far icier than Vermont’s below freezing temperatures. I thread my rejected fingers through my other hand, filling the space where his palm used to be. I take in a bottomless breath, preparing myself for another evening of tense silence. And I deserve it. I deserve his anger, his borderline-hatred. Because I didn’t ruin just one life. I’ve ruined two. Without consideration. And without his permission.

I lie in bed at night, trying to come up with things to say to him. I run through apologies, scenarios where I beg for his forgiveness. But I have yet to say those words out loud. I’m too afraid of what he’ll say. Because I know what I’ve done is unforgivable.

The Reagan I was before may be fading, evaporating into the air, piece by broken piece. But the beautiful boy I fell for is truly gone.

For good.

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Author Kristen Orlando

Author Kristen Orlando

About The Author
Writing is one of the great loves of Kristen Orlando’s life and she has been lucky enough to make it her living, first as a television producer, then as a marketer and now as a novelist. Kristen graduated with a B.A. in English literature from Kenyon College. She lives in Columbus, Ohio with the other great love of her life, Michael. You Don’t Know My Name is her debut novel.

 

 

 

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Where to Find Kristen Orlando
Goodreads Facebook | Twitter

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Series Re-Release + Sale and Giveaway – EVERYTHING by A.K. Evans

EVERYTHING Series Re-Release

Author A.K. Evans is re-releasing her Everything series. See below for the all-new covers, description of the books, buy links, and details on her giveaway. For a limited time, each eBook is just $0.99!

EVERYTHING I LOVE ( Everything #1) by A.K. Evans

EVERYTHING I LOVE ( Everything #1) by A.K. Evans

About Book 1
Title: EVERYTHING I NEED
Series:  Everything #1
Author: A.K. Evans
Release Date: April 4, 2017
Genre:
Adult Contemporary Sports Romance
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo

Synopsis
Charley Meadows has lost nearly everything she loves. 

Coming face-to-face with adversity more times than she cares to admit, she moves from the place she’s always called home. Determined to move past the events that shattered her world, Charley abandons her true calling in life and replaces it with exhausting days of mindless, unfulfilling work. 

But she never expected to have her newfound peace disrupted by Wes Blackman. 

Wes is a hometown hero. Snowboarder extraordinaire turned business owner, Wes’ focus is on making Blackman Boards the industry leader in snowboard production. Sadly, running a successful business has prevented him from keeping up with his passion for riding. But with his company set to launch a new series of boards, Wes finds himself back on the mountain. 

What he hadn’t expected to find was a mysterious girl with a battered heart. 

Charley is afraid to take a risk, knowing where it could lead. However, Wes is irresistibly charming. If she opens her heart to vulnerability, she’s worried tragedy may strike again. 

Wes wants the opportunity to prove that no matter what happens, he’ll always be there to pick up the pieces.

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EVERYTHING I HAVE ( Everything #2) by A.K. Evans

EVERYTHING I HAVE ( Everything #2) by A.K. Evans

About Book 2
Title: EVERYTHING I HAVE
Series:  Everything #2
Author: A.K. Evans
Release Date: July 11, 2017
Genre:
Adult Contemporary Sports Romance
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo

Synopsis
Emme James lives in darkness. 

Ever since her abusive relationship ended in heartbreaking tragedy, she’s kept herself secluded to protect herself and those she loves. Unfortunately, Emme’s plans to remain unattached fall apart the moment Zane Cunningham sets his sights on her. 

A professional snowboarder at the top of his game, Zane does not need a distraction. But when Emme walks into his life, he can’t fight the pull he feels toward her and will take her any way he can get her. 

Emme struggles to resist Zane’s persistent efforts to turn their friendship into something more. Having lived a charmed life, Zane is devastated when he learns the truth about the tragic incident in her past. Realizing the ugliness in her life hasn’t deterred Zane, Emme finally gives into the attraction between them. 

Just as Zane brings light and laughter into Emme’s life, her trouble finally catches up to her and threatens her newfound happiness. Zane promises he’ll keep her safe, no matter the cost. 

Because he knows that if he can’t, Emme may be lost in darkness forever.

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EVERYTHING I HAVE ( Everything #3) by A.K. Evans

EVERYTHING I HAVE ( Everything #3) by A.K. Evans

About Book 3
Title: EVERYTHING I HAVE
Series:  Everything #3
Author: A.K. Evans
Release Date: October 10, 2017
Genre:
Adult Contemporary Sports Romance
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo

Synopsis
When starry-eyed dancer, Monroe Archer, meets professional snowboarder Xander Stone, she believes she’s found the man of her dreams. Searching for her fairytale romance since she was a little girl, Monroe uproots her life and goes after what she wants. 

Stone is a grief-stricken man. At a young age, he learned that forever doesn’t exist. Ever since, he’s been a tortured soul, living his life devoid of any new personal attachments. 

Not long after Monroe moves to town, she’s shocked to discover that despite their attraction, Stone is unwilling to offer anything more than just friendship. Just as Monroe tries to move on, Stone realizes his attraction to her isn’t something he can so easily deny. Powerless to resist her any longer, Stone starts something with Monroe knowing he is incapable of giving her forever. 

With her sweet and charming disposition, Monroe sets out to heal the wounds left on the heart of the man she loves. But it isn’t long before Monroe realizes that sometimes those that love you most are the ones that hurt you the worst.

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EVERYTHING I LOVE ( Everything #4) by A.K. Evans

EVERYTHING I LOVE ( Everything #4) by A.K. Evans

About Book 4
Title: EVERYTHING I LOVE
Series:  Everything #4
Author: A.K. Evans
Release Date: October 10, 2017
Genre:
Adult Contemporary Sports Romance
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo

Synopsis
Nikki Drake was just nine years old when she experienced her first heartbreak. Sixteen years and many betrayals later, she’s learned that life is what you make of it. While her past hasn’t stopped her from working hard and becoming a genuine and confident woman, it has affected one small part of her. Nikki refuses to give her heart to anyone ever again.

Luke Townsend is a man most women dream about. Underneath his tall, handsome exterior he’s charming, compassionate, sensitive, and loyal. A dedicated snowboarder, Luke knows what it means to work hard for what he wants. And what Luke wants is Nikki.

When Luke tells Nikki he’s fallen in love with her, she’s devastated to think she’s going to hurt him the same way others have hurt her. Having resolved to live a life without romantic love, Nikki rejects him. Luke walks away, vowing to find a way to win her heart.

Three months later, Nikki decides to take a chance on Luke. He is patient and understanding while she struggles to be vulnerable and to find the courage to trust he won’t hurt her. But when Nikki finally hands her heart over to him, Luke shatters her world with the truth.

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Author A.K. Evans

Author A.K. Evans

About the Author
A.K. Evans is a married mother of two boys residing in a small town in northeastern Pennsylvania. After graduating from Lafayette College in 2004 with two degrees (one in English and one in Economics & Business), she pursued a career in the insurance and financial services industry. Not long after, Evans realized the career was not for her. She went on to manage her husband’s performance automotive business and drive the shop race cars for the next thirteen years. While the business afforded her freedoms she wouldn’t necessarily have had in a typical 9-5 job, after eleven years she was no longer receiving personal fulfillment from her chosen career path. Following many discussions, lots of thought, and tons of encouragement, Andrea decided to pursue her dream of becoming a writer.

Between her day job, writing, and homeschooling her two boys, Evans is left with very little free time. When she finds scraps of spare time, she enjoys reading, doing yoga, watching NY Rangers hockey, dancing, and vacationing with her family. Andrea, her husband, and her children are currently working on taking road trips to visit all 50 states (though, Alaska and Hawaii might require flights).

 

Where to Find A.K. Evans
Goodreads | Website | Facebook | Twitter | Instagram

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Cover Reveal + Giveaway – THE WINNOWING (Stanley and Hazel) by Jo Schaffer

THE WINNOWING Cover Reveal

Month9Books and author Jo Schaffer are revealing the cover to THE WINNOWING, the second book in the young adult historical mystery series, Stanley & Hazel, releasing February 26, 2019. See below for the cover, information on the book and series, preorder links, and details on her giveaway.

THE WINNOWING (Stanley and Hazel #2) by Jo Schaffer

THE WINNOWING (Stanley and Hazel #2) by Jo Schaffer

About the Book
Title: THE WINNOWING
Series: Stanley and Hazel #2
Author: Jo Schaffer
Publisher: Month9Books
Release Date: February 26, 2019
Genre:
 Young Adult Historical/Mystery
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
Darkness descends over St. Louis, a city already rocked by the Great Depression. More and more people are disappearing, and some have turned up dead. A sinister secret society is putting forward their plan known as “The Winnowing,” designed to wipe out those they consider “undesirable.”

After Stanley and Hazel foil the diabolical plans of Charles Chouteau, they become instant celebrities. Hazel is thrust into the role of debutante, and risks loses herself in it. Meanwhile, Stanley must deal with the horrific tragedy of his best friend’s death while being threatened by the unseen forces of the Veiled Prophet.

With things spiraling out of control, Stanley and Hazel’s relationship is tested, possibly beyond repair. As bodies pile up, people become more desperate. The divide between wealthy and poor grows ever wider, threatening to tear their worlds apart. Now, the two must find a way to work together if there is any hope at all of saving their relationship and their futures.

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Get Caught Up on the Series

Book 1: STANLEY & HAZEL
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Author Jo Schaffer

Author Jo Schaffer

About the Author
Jo Schaffer was born and raised in the California Bay Area in a huge, creative family. She is a YA novelist, speaker, writer at Patheos.com, works in film production and is a Taekwondo black belt.

She’s a founding member of Writers Cubed and co-founder of the Teen Author Boot Camp, one of the largest conferences in the nation for youth ages 13-19. She and a crew of local and international bestselling authors present writing workshops to hundreds of attendees at the Utah-based conference as well as hundreds of others worldwide who view the conference online.

Jo loves being involved in anything that promotes literacy and family. She is passionate about community, travel, books, music, healthy eating, classic films and martial arts. Her brain is always spinning new ideas for books and sometimes she even gets around to blogging.

Jo is a mom of 3 strapping sons living in the beautiful mountains of Utah with a neurotic cat named Hero..

Where to Find Jo Schaffer
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Audiobook Release + Giveaway – PRIVILEGED by Carrie Aarons

PRIVILEGED Audiobook Release

Today is release day for the audiobook version of PRIVILEGED, a stand-alone new adult contemporary romance, by Carrie Aaron and read by Lauren Sweet and Shaun Grindell. See below for information on the book, buy links, and details on her giveaway.

PRIVILEGED by Carrie Aarons

PRIVILEGED by Carrie Aarons

About the Book – Listen on Audible or Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title: PRIVILEGED
Author: Carrie Aarons
Narrators: Lauren Sweet and Shaun Grindell
Genre: New Adult Contemporary Romance
Release Date: December 28, 2018
Links: Goodreads | AudibleAmazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
In a world of wealth and power, the rules of love and war are nothing as they seem.

Nora Randolph never wanted a life of luxury. But when her mother falls in love with the heir to the British throne, their small-town lives are uprooted and every little girl’s fantasy becomes her reality. All too quickly, she learns the dangers of running in circles with the world’s elite, especially when she attracts the attention of Winston Academy’s resident golden boy.

Asher Frederick has known nothing but favor and fortune. The son of London’s most influential family, his future has been written in stone since infancy. But a tragic childhood loss redirects his course, and revenge has been boiling in his blood for years. When innocent and unaware Nora lands in his path, it’s as if the universe hands him the ammunition to finally drag his enemy through the mud.

But as his plan for vengeance gets more twisted, so do his feelings for Nora. And as her immersion into the upper crust dives deeper, she struggles to keep the secret she’s been guarding for 18 years.

Heavy lies the crown, and when the ultimate betrayal blindsides her, will either of them survive the consequences that come crashing down on their heads?

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Author Carrie Aarons

Author Carrie Aarons

About the Author
Author of romance novels such as Red Card and the Captive Heart Duet, Carrie Aarons writes sexy, swoony and sarcastic characters who won’t get out of her head until she puts them down on a page.

Carrie has wanted to be an author since the first time she opened a book. She loves spinning tales that include dapper men, women with attitude, and the occasional hunky athlete.

When she isn’t in what her husband calls a “writing coma”, Carrie is freeing up her jam-packed DVR, starting her latest DIY project, or planning her next travel adventure. She lives in New Jersey with her husband, who is more than happy to watch sports while his wife plots love stories.

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Where to Find Carrie Aarons
Goodreads | Website | Facebook | Street TeamTwitter | Instagram | Pinterest | Amazon

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Cover Reveal + Giveaway – MAGNOLIA ROAD (Granite Harbor) by J. Lynn Bailey

MAGNOLIA ROAD Cover Reveal

Bestselling author J. Lynn Bailey is unveiling the cover to MAGNOLIA ROAD, the third book in her adult contemporary romance series, Granite Harbor, releasing January 29, 2019. See below for the cover, information on the book, a link to add it to your Goodreads TBR, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

MAGNOLIA ROAD (Granite Harbor #3) by J. Lynn Bailey

MAGNOLIA ROAD (Granite Harbor #3) by J. Lynn Bailey

About The Book
Title:
MAGNOLIA ROAD
Series:
Granite Harbor #3
Author: J. Lynn Bailey
Publisher: J. House Publishing
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance
Release Date: January 28, 2019
Links: Goodreads

Synopsis
On the outside, Bryce Hayes is satisfied with the structure of her life, her demanding career, and a series of no-strings-attached relationships, but her brother bounces in and out of rehab, her mother thinks she can beat her son’s addiction, and her father is simply doing what he can to keep a semblance of “normal”. When Bryce’s father, Congressman Hayes, orders her to Granite Harbor, Maine, due to a string of threats to their family coming from an unidentifiable source, she doesn’t expect Ethan Casey, the sexy soldier who slept with her, then walked out, without so much as a goodbye, to be her landlord.

Ethan’s past is riddled with chaos, bullets, and loud noise. After returning to his small town after the war, he’s determined to get back to his roots. Peace, quiet, and working as a game warden for the Maine Warden Service sounds right as rain. But with Bryce in Granite Harbor, staying in his house on Magnolia Road, Ethan can’t stop thinking about his future—and that includes Bryce. But to make things right with the love of his life, he’ll have to open old wounds…and risk losing her forever.

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MAGNOLIA ROAD (Granite Harbor #3) by J. Lynn Bailey (Full Cover)

MAGNOLIA ROAD (Granite Harbor #3) by J. Lynn Bailey (Full Cover)

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Excerpt
If silence had a name in this moment, it would be fear. Fear and darkness go together like smothered love—stifling, overbearing, and hard to overcome. But, right now, all I know is that I’d rather feel these things because I’m with Ethan. And I’ll do it the way he wants. If that means as friends or lovers because living without him doesn’t seem like a viable option. It’s not something I think I can do. The strong, willful, never-need-a-man woman that I am has somehow changed, turned. Flipped.

This situation could have been avoided. Maybe, if I had ignored Ethan that day in Los Angeles, ignored his long legs and his dark brown eyes and long eyelashes, the vein that runs the course of his left arm, his big hands, maybe this moment wouldn’t hurt so much, knowing it was the beginning of the end. Knowing I made a choice that would shatter my heart because what we did today wasn’t love. We didn’t make love. We didn’t share our deepest secrets.

We put bandages on our wounds.

I lick my lips before I put my mouth to his chest for a kiss. “I know this is the end, Ethan.”

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Author J. Lynn Bailey

Author J. Lynn Bailey

About the Author
Lynn Bailey has loved to write since she learned to read, around the second grade. When she isn’t running after her children, watching COPS, or on the hunt for her next Laffy Taffy joke, you can probably find her holed up in her writing room feverishly working on her next book. She lives in Northern California with her family.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Where to Find J. Lynn Bailey
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