March 9 2017

Everything I Always Wanted Book Blitz @Stephanienrrs1 @BookEnthuPromo

Everything I Always Wanted
by Stephanie Nicole Norris

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Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: March 7, 2017
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It was a mouthwatering kiss that changed everything…

One thing that held constant in Shelby Donovan’s life was her career. As a world renowned artist, Shelby’s paintings traveled the globe, landing in museums and homes across the nation. But what she couldn’t seem to get under control was her love life. Why? She asked herself that question time and time again. Her mother thought it was because of her best friend, Sebastian Cartwright. They’ve known each other for years. Sebastian and Shelby shared everything; embarrassing moments, secrets, dating tips, affection, and even an explosive kiss during one tipsy night on Shelby’s birthday.

But, when Shelby’s current boyfriend asks for her hand in marriage she should be excited, dancing, ready… but she isn’t. In fact, Shelby can’t stop thinking about the kiss she shared with Sebastian. It had to be a fluke, right? A simple, delicious, fiery kiss that pulled at her loins and caused her heartbeat to slam against her ribcage. Honestly, it rocked her world and thoughts of what could be played like piano keys in her head. But their friendship was too important to mix with the uncertainty of a relationship. Even worse, what if Sebastian didn’t feel the same way? It could ruin everything. Should Shelby accept the marriage proposal, or shed her fears and open up to her best friend? Find out in Everything I Always Wanted.

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She said yes. The restaurant erupted with applause and congratulatory praises as I sat there stunned. She said yes. Melanie grabbed my hand, her eyes bright. She was sincerely excited for them, but I hadn’t moved, blinked, or said anything. Alan moved from his seat and lifted Shelby, an overjoyed smile on both of their faces. A waiter approached with the bottle of wine I’d requested. He poured everyone at the table a glass and sat it in a bucket on ice.

“Congratulations!” he quipped. I gathered myself, standing to my full height and closing the few buttons on my jacket.

“Ms. Scott, excuse me for a moment.” I beat a hasty retreat, my long strides taking me past the bar to the men’s room. Inside I washed my hands and checked my reflection in the mirror. My mind was reeling from what just happened. She said yes. I smirked, my mood not even close to hearty. I composed myself. Shelby was the ultimate catch. Why wouldn’t he want to marry her? I convinced myself it was for the best. She deserved every moment of happiness in her life. Who was I to feel indifferent about it? I didn’t even congratulate her. Foolish. I was acting like a child, why? That was a question I didn’t need to answer. I had no right to want her. I was her friend; she confided in me about every part of her life.

I was to keep her safe and allow her to bare her soul without thoughts of stealing her heart. It was not my place, I couldn’t, I wouldn’t. I thought back to her twenty-first birthday. Something had taken over me that night. I don’t know if it were the alcoholic beverages that gave me the courage, but I’d stolen a kiss that night, and it was phenomenal. Nothing like I’d ever felt before or since. When she responded with such vigor, I’d convinced myself that we were good, and I wanted more of her, but the drive to her place gave me time to think.

None of my relationships thus far had lasted. Mostly because I couldn’t keep up with the demand of quality time. I was busy, all the time, and no woman wants a man who spends more time at work than with them. More than that, I’d shared countless stories about women I only bedded for my own pleasures. Simply because I saw no interest in pursuing a relationship. Our bond was as tight as a hogtie and I couldn’t very well offer her the love she deserved and then fail to deliver. The thought of breaking her heart was too monumental for me to pursue anything other than friendship with Shelby.

And even though I knew this and continued to tell myself it was for the best, I felt despondent. I had to find a way to rid myself of these emotions and move on. I inhaled and exhaled a deep breath and left the restroom. At the bar, I asked for another bottle of the rich wine the waiter had brought over to the table before my abrupt retreat.

“You wouldn’t happen to have a gift bow to attach to it?” I asked.

“Ah, yes.” The bartender disappeared for a moment and returned just ask quickly. He slid a ribbon onto the bottle and fastened it into a bow clipping the edges. “How’s that?”

“Excellent.” I made the purchase and strode from the bar a determined man. I pulled a smile back on my face as I neared. “Congratulations.” I held the bottle out to Alan and slapped him on the back. He stood and shook my hand.

“Thank you.” His smile was burgeoning.

I stepped to Shelby, taking notice of her downcast expression. I reached down and pulled her out of the seat, capturing her in a sealed embrace. “Congratulations,” I whispered, my lips hovering just slightly over her ear. I could feel a vibration run through her.

“You disappeared.” I could hear the question in her voice.

“Never fear, I’m back.”

She pulled back from me. “Is everything okay?”

“Of course. I want you and your fiancé to take this bottle of Tony’s finest wine and celebrate the night away.”

She smiled. “Are you coming along?”

I kept my face void of expression. “Why would I tag along, silly goose? This night is about you and him.” I released her and looked to Melanie. “We should get going so these two can enjoy their night.”

“We haven’t had a bite to eat yet,” she said.

“We’ll get something.” I looked to Alan then Shelby. “You guys have a great night.” We took our leave. I made sure to get Melanie something to eat before dropping her back at her vehicle. She was interested in more than just a five-page spread, but I wasn’t.

“Thank you for your generosity tonight, Mr. Cartwright,” Melanie said when we approached her car. “The night is young. Are you sure you’re ready to call it a night?”

I grinned. “I have to get an early start.” I placed a gentle kiss on the back of her hand and opened her driver side door. She crawled in. “Drive safely,” I said, closing the door and retreating to my vehicle.

I wouldn’t be getting much sleep tonight. In my garage, I switched gears, leaving my truck for my bike. I rode through Saint Louis for an hour and a half before returning to my penthouse. I strode through the rooms in darkness, tossing my keys on the counter. My eyes shifted around the cold, lonely place, and I settled on a bottle of scotch. My cell phone buzzed and my screen lit up. I check the Caller ID and found Shelby’s face on the screen.  Why was she calling me? I decided not to answer the phone. I wasn’t in the right frame of mind to have a reasonable conversation with her.

I left the phone on the counter and went in search of a shower. I was determined to get over tonight no matter what it took. Maybe I should’ve invited Melanie over. It had been months since I’d been intimate with a woman. Mainly because the one night stands and brisk temptations were not enough to fulfill the desire I had for her. Shelby, Shelby, Shelby, I thought. A grumble moved through me. I opted instead to drink the night away, by myself. Maybe things would be better after I’d had a little sleep. It seemed like a good idea at the time, until I found myself flat on my back staring at the ceiling.

This night was going to be a miserable one.

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Stephanie Nicole Norris is an author from Chattanooga Tennessee with a humble beginning. She was raised with six siblings by her mother Jessica Ward. Always being a lover of reading, during Stephanie’s teenage years her joy was running to the book mobile to read stories by R. L. Stine.

After becoming a young adult her love for romance sparked leaving her captivated by hero’s and heroines alike. With a big imagination and a creative heart Stephanie penned her first novel Trouble In Paradise and self published it in 2012. Her debut novel turned into a four book series full of romance, drama, and suspense. To date Stephanie has self published seven books which includes five full novels and two short stories. They can be found on most retailers sites. Stephanie is inspired by the likes of Donna Hill, Gwynne Forester, and more. She currently resides in Chattanooga Tennessee with her husband and one year old son.

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March 8 2017

Beast Pre-Order Blitz @marycgebhard @BookEnthuPromo

Beast
by Mary Catherine Gebhard


Genre: Romantic Suspense/Dark Romance
Release Date: March 14, 2017
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Once upon a time, I thought love was a fairytale.

I thought selling myself to a mafia boss was noble. So what if they called him the Beast? I grew up in rags, and he would lift me to riches. All I had to do was give him my soul.

He was punishing. Insatiable. Captivating. Nothing like I expected him to be. Each day my reality blurred, leaving me wondering if I was slave or princess.

The longer I stayed, the more I lost myself to him. Even after every cruelty the Beast visited upon me, I longed for his touch. Even after every savage word he spoke, I begged for his lips. I thought the worst thing he could take was my body. I was too naïve to guard my heart.

Once upon a time, I thought love was a fairytale.

Now I know better than to speak of happily-ever-afters.

Beast is the first book in the Hate Story duet. About what it means to fall in love with the person who has absolutely destroyed you, it contains disturbing and graphic situations that may be a trigger for some.


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Mary Catherine Gebhard bites off more than she can chew. She’s lived in Salt Lake City, Utah her entire life, but occasionally goes on vacation from reality. Don’t worry, she sends postcards.

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March 7 2017

Token Pre-Order Blitz @kelgendron @BookEnthuPromo

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Daring The Kane Brothers

by Kelly Gendron

Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: March 21, 2017
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DARE YOU TO SAVE ME…

Retired boxer, TOKEN KANE is comfortable on a motorcycle but little does this Irish rogue know the next Harley he picks up will give him the ride of his life.

One week out of the year, HARLEY REDBOURNE puts away her good-girl and completely let’s go. It’s around the same time that her dark past resurfaces. But this year is different, when it’s time to put her past away, the darkness wants to stay.

For the past ten years, Harley Redbourne hasn’t had anyone waiting for her in the corner of the ring. She’s had to go at this fight all on her own. She needs a cornerman, a trainer, a friend and as much as I don’t want to toss in the towel, I know that I could be that for her  ~ TOKEN KANE

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Kelly Gendron is the author of the TroubleMaker series, Breaking the Declan Brothers and a few other romantic suspense novels. When she’s not writing steamy, blush producing romances, she’s out meeting new people while representing a group of reputable nursing facilities. You can find Kelly in a quiet suburb, somewhere between Buffalo and Niagara Falls. If you Google her, she’ll pop up there too. And, please do find her, Kelly loves to hear from her readers, and meeting new people.

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March 5 2017

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Dare to Love

The Beautifully Broken Series, #4

by Amanda Kaitlyn

Genre: Contemporary Romance/Lesbian/LGBT
Release Date: June 9, 2017
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One moment.
One moment changed my life forever.
Her big green eyes looked at me and I knew I would never be the same.
But sometimes in life, the things you want are the ones that stand just out of reach.
The pain her loss in my life caused was indescribable.
Hot, piercing pain that in all of my fourteen years of living, I had never experienced.
I remembered her.
Every day.
Every bad date my friends pushed me into.
Every lonely holiday I spent without her to talk to.
Until I got a phone call from her.
And I found her all over again.
My father always told me that love snuck up on you when you were least expecting it.
That’s what happened with her.
Charlie was my girl from that moment on and I would do anything to protect her.
Anything.

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Amanda Kaitlyn has always had a passion, more like an obsession with the characters she creates in her writing. When she doesn’t have her nose in front of her computer or in her notebook, she’s reading another story on her Kindle. Her contemporary romance novel, Finding Beautiful is her debut novel.

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February 6 2017

Sunset Reads: Damian & Layla Blog Tour @DCTriana1 @BookEnthuPromo

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Book Title: Sunset Reads: Damian & Layla
Author: D.C. Triana
Genre: Romance/Suspense
Release Date: December 26, 2016
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One year.

It’s been one year since Agent Damian Trent left for Washington without a word.

One year since he’s seen her beautiful face.

One year since he’s heard his name on her lips.

He’s been recently called back to New York City on assignment, to catch a criminal who’s trying to infiltrate Sunset Reads. The last thing he expects is to work side by side with the woman he turned his back on.

Having her close is an unwanted distraction that he’s more than willing to ignore, if only she wasn’t so damn tempting.

Everything seems under control, until a night of feverish passion has him abandoning all thoughts of reason. Now, he will do everything in his power to get her back, and even more so to protect her.

Layla Reece wants nothing to do with the man who left her a year ago.

The man who took her heart with him, leaving her broken.

After a year of trying to forget Damian Trent, she is finally ready to move on.

But trying to forget him becomes a tedious task when he suddenly reappears in her life.

Although she fights to stay away, his magnetism is too strong and she finds herself giving into the deep timbre of his voice, and the strength and safety of his arms.

Staying away from Damian turns out to be futile, especially when his kisses consume her and his heart shatters the walls she spent so much time building.

Finding herself in danger, she now has to turn to the only man she trusts to keep her safe, but can she trust him enough to give him her heart once again?

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Dinner went by uneventfully, and Layla continued to talk with Carol and Cristina who were sitting next to Damian. She tried her best to ignore him and his intense eyes that seem to call out to her the entire time she looked over. Every now and then she would get caught in them and quickly look away trying to divert the conversation to the other end of the table. She had somewhat succeeded and when dinner was done she plopped herself onto the living room couch waiting for the others.

Obi, Cristina’s loyal companion, dawdled into the room and stood staring at her. “You’re going to stand there staring at me, too. What else was I supposed to do?”

He jumped onto the couch and sighing, plopped his head on her lap.

“I know exactly how you feel,” she replied, running her hand through his soft fur.

“I see Obi has found the best spot on the couch,” Henry joked.

Damian appeared behind him with Sebastian.

“You’re not wrong.” Sebastian grinned.

Damian just watched her silently as she stared right back at him. He wanted to say something, anything, but couldn’t manage a sound. He needed to talk to her, but how?

Obi, on the other hand, stared up at the three men and practically dared them to move him. Henry plopped down next to them and propped the dog on his knee. “You lucky bastard.”

Layla laughed and hit him on the shoulder. She watched from above the rim of her glass as Damian sat across from them. She could tell he wanted to say something, but she didn’t want to hear it. She wasn’t ready for that yet.

She stood up and went to the kitchen where Cristina was busy getting dessert ready. She smiled at her friend. “You think I can step outside for a second? I feel kind of warm.”

“Sure, the back door is open. I think William turned the lights on back there.”

Layla smiled and rushed out to the back porch. Sure enough, William had lit the back wooden deck and small lanterns lined the backyard. Layla always liked it back here. It was really peaceful. Cristina had set it up so that she could write outside and Layla could understand why. In the spring rose bushes and a giant peach tree decorated the yard. It was truly beautiful. Layla breathed in the fresh air and tried to control her nerves. She was standing out there for a few minutes when the door suddenly opened. When she turned around, Damian stood beneath the porch light.

Layla took a step back, and quickly realized she needed to get out of there. She tried scurrying around him, but he grabbed her arm.

“Why are you avoiding me?” he asked her.

She stopped and looked up at him, she could almost make out the hint of hurt in his eyes.

“I’m not avoiding you. I’m just cold,” Layla lied. She was trying to get away from him, as far away as possible. She could feel the heat of his hand through the thin layer of fabric on her sleeve and his pull was magnetic.

“We need to talk.”

She shook her head. “No. There’s nothing to talk about.”

He gripped her a little tighter and stepped closer to her. She could smell the scent of scotch on his breath when he spoke. “We have a lot to talk about.”

Damian’s nearness was overwhelming and she felt her willpower start to fade. “What’s there to say, Damian? If you didn’t say it to me back then, why say anything now?”

“Because I was a coward,” he said with a hint of desperation.

She smirked. “I’m glad you realized that.”

He let her take a step away from him, and she quickly headed for the door. Before she opened it his deep voice resounded through the empty space.

“I may have admitted to being a coward Layla, but I don’t give up easily. This isn’t over.”

She stood very still and briefly closed her eyes. Without saying another word, she stepped back into the warmth of the empty kitchen. She quickly gathered herself and walked down the hallway, away from Damian and towards her friends who were in the living room.

She made her way to Alyssa who placed a hand on her cheek. “Are you all right? You look a little flushed.”

Layla smiled reassuringly. “I’m fine. The wine must be having its effects on me.”

She sensed as Damian entered the room and watched as he joined them. A cheerful smile played on his lips, showing no sign that he had been affected by their interaction. She grabbed a glass of wine and gulped it down.

“Take it easy there, lush,” Henry teased.

Layla narrowed her eyes on him, and purposefully downed the rest of the wine.

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My name is D.C. and I’m the author of a new series currently on Amazon called Sunset Reads. The first book is based on the couple William and Cristina who find themselves fighting their urges to be with one another although a series of heated moments changes their lives forever.

I grew up in New York, I’m the daughter of two wonderful,Colombian immigrant parents. I’m a traveler, the travel bug hit me a couple years ago and my goal is to eventually see the whole world. So far I’ve gotten to Italy and Japan…I’m thinking Germany next. I started to write as an outlet for being bullied at school and as soon as I started I couldn’t put the pen down. It was always my dream to be a published author, ever since the age of fourteen, and now at 34 I finally accomplished my goal.

I plan on continuing to write and really truly want to get to meet new readers and writers and share experiences and ideas. Being a part of forums is new to me, but I would love to get to know about the people who love to dream and create new ideas and fantasies through literature just like I do. Thank you for making me a part of your group and allowing me to join you in these amazing adventures in storytelling and reading.

I hope you enjoy reading William & Cristina’s story and continue to join me in this journey within the doors of Sunset Reads! Please sign up to my email list on http://www.dctriana.com for free giveaways, new excerpts and more on Sunset Reads upcoming new release!

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January 27 2017

A Call to Heaven Release Blitz @jo_kessel @BookEnthuPromo

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Book Title: A Call to Heaven
Author: Jo Kessel
Genre: Contemporary Romance/Paranormal Romance
Release Date: January 27,, 2016
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“Everybody’s loved, everybody’s lost.

Grief strips you raw and makes you feel as if you’re sleepwalking through life, like the pain will never go away.

I’m Amy Tristan. I’m no different than anyone else. I’ve loved, I’ve lost and it sucks. I’ve got a five-year old son and an abusive husband. My mother died six months ago and I miss her like crazy.

I’m the biggest skeptic when it comes to other-worldly stuff, so when I’m told that I can pick up the phone and call my mum in Heaven, I should disbelieve it, right? Wrong. I pick up that phone, because there’s nothing I want more than to hear her voice trickle into the receiver.

And you know what? It works. I get to speak to my mother. It’s a miracle. If only it could stay this way, with those calls just for me, but someone up on high wants me to choose three other people to make a call to Heaven too. Who should I pick? How can I trust them to keep the phone secret? Making the choice is agonizing – if I get it wrong, my calls will stop. I wish I hadn’t told Daniel anything. He’s this hot doctor that I’ve come to know. But doctors are scientists, and scientists are bigger skeptics than even me. He didn’t believe in the phone. He thought I should be admitted to a sanatorium. Telling him was either the best decision of my life, or the worst. I’ll let you decide…”

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Everyone’s looking at me. I’ve got the yellow telephone in my hands and I’m not sure what to do with it. I take a seat at the end of the table and lay the phone down in front of me. Beth is to my left, Ben is to my right. Daniel is opposite me. I look from one to the other and feel color flood my cheeks. My gaze finishes on Daniel and stays there for a beat. He nods, his eyes encouraging me. I return the nod, take a deep breath and count down from three to one in my head.

“I’ve got to tell you all something.” My voice comes out as a thin squeak, but actually I’m surprised I manage to articulate at all. I’m hot, so hot. I lift the hair off the back of my neck, flapping it around to try to cool my sticky, clammy skin. I can’t breathe, I need air. I unlock the patio doors, flinging them wide open. The inside of my mouth feels rough as sandpaper. I’m desperate for a tall glass of water packed with ice-cubes but, when I turn to see six eyes staring at me, I dare not leave to fetch one. I feel like an exhibit in a museum and in some ways I wish I were. I could hide behind a Perspex box next to the yellow telephone with panel blurb doing the explaining for me. I could be part of a new exhibition entitled ‘Incredible Discoveries’. I would share the same hall as the dinosaurs and anything else which took aeons for people to believe existed. I draw a deep breath and continue.

“You’re probably going to think I’m mad, but I’m going to tell you anyway.”

A breeze blows through the open patio doors.

“What I wanted to tell you is this.” My voice is soft as a whisper. I sense all their bodies leaning closer towards mine, straining to hear. “I’ve recently started talking to my mother.”

There, I’ve said it.

I feel a great sense of relief, both that I’ve said it and that I no longer have to keep this to myself. Beth relaxes in her chair with a sigh, leans across and takes my hand, patting it. She’s got wavy brown hair and a kind, open face. She tilts her head sympathetically.

“Oh honey, you must have tried out that clairvoyant you mentioned. Please tell us all about it.”

I should have seen that one coming.

“No, you don’t get it.” I lift up the yellow phone, as if to demonstrate how to use such a contraption. In one hand I take the receiver, in the other the plug. “I don’t speak to her through a medium. I speak to her on this telephone. I plug it into a socket in my bathroom and I’m allowed to call heaven.”

There, I’ve said it now.

Nobody moves.

Not a muscle.

Their mouths all open, Daniel’s is the widest. I don’t think any of them even realize they’re doing it. As feared, they are looking at me like I’m certifiably insane.

“I can see you all think I’m mad.” I actually manage to pull a small smile. Now that I’ve started, I feel much calmer. “And, if I were in your position, I would think I’m crazy too. But one night my mother came to me in a dream and told me I could use this phone to call her in heaven and, bizarre though it must sound, it turns out she was right. That’s why I stopped coming to Grief Support Group every week. I wasn’t grieving so much because my mother had come back into my life.”

The three pairs of eyes grow wider and wider, as if I’m slowly sprouting four serpent heads. I replace the receiver back into its cradle and drop the plug, holding out my hands in submission.

“You can believe me or not. It doesn’t matter. But the reason I’ve gathered you all here is because I’ve been asked to choose three other people to call to heaven.”

I sound like a fairy godmother or the good witch in the Wizard of Oz. I do not sound normal. I pause. The effect is dramatic although it’s not intended to be.

“And I’ve picked you guys.”

I look at them one by one.

“Beth, I know how much it might mean to you to be able to speak to your daughter and know that she is safe.”

Beth nods. Her gaze turns glassy.

“Ben, I’d do anything to be able to give you a chance to speak to your brother again.”

Ben nods, his mouth still formed in a perfect ‘O’.

Daniel is the hardest one for me to look at. He’s not nodding anymore and his eyes are no longer urging me to continue. Instead he’s shaking his head, a slow, subtle movement, but I catch it all the same. His full lips have now formed a thin line. He’s the only one who looks like he still thinks I’m certifiably insane. Hell, he’s a doctor; perhaps that shouldn’t come as a surprise. Part of me wonders whether I should abort this whole escapade and pretend it was all a joke. I’d do anything to not have Daniel stare at me in this way. He looks ready to call the local sanatorium and send them round with a straitjacket. But I can’t abort and I must continue. What happens next is up to him.

“And Daniel, I thought that maybe you might like to speak to Katie.”

He opens his mouth as if he’s about to say something, but clamps it shut again without speaking. Nobody else says anything either. They all shift in their seats, pretending to take sips of coffee and look around the room. Perhaps they’re checking out the photos on the mantelpiece above the fireplace, trying to work out if I look like a madwoman in any of them. I pick up the knife. Now I probably do look mad or, at the very least, dangerous.

“Right, who’s for some more pie?”

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Jo lives in London with her husband, three children and Jerald the cat. In addition to being a novelist she works as a TV and print journalist (Sunday Times, The Telegraph, the Daily Mail and the Express.) If she could change one thing about her life it would be to introduce the thirty hour day, because twenty-four hours just isn’t long enough to squeeze it all in! Many a late night has been spent with a glass of red wine (preferably French) at her desk trying to keep her eyes open long enough to write these stories which keep demanding to be written. If only her cat didn’t constantly jump onto the keyboard as she writes, this book might have been finished months earlier. She loves yoga, skiing, travelling and English custard – though not necessarily in that order.

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January 23 2017

Wicked In His Arms Release Blitz @st_reid @BookEnthuPromo

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Book Title: Wicked In His Arms (Wedded by Scandal Series)
Author: Stacy Reid
Genre: Historical Romance
Release Date: January 23, 2017
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Tobias Walcott, the Earl of Blade, has learned it is best to exercise rigid control over his passions and emotions in all that he does. Uncaring that it makes him seem cool and aloof to most in the ton, he is content with his desire to only woo agreeable and demur females. Then unforeseen circumstances see him trapped in a closet at a house party with the last woman he would ever make his countess.
Lady Olivia Sherwood is everything he should not desire in a female—unconventional, too decisive, and utterly without decorum. But passion ignites between them and they are discovered. Honor demands they wed, and while Tobias finds himself unwillingly drawn to the bewitching beauty, he must do everything not to tempt the passion that burns in him for her, lest it leads to disastrous consequences.

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The soft growl that slipped from her throat surprised her with its ferocity. “You, my lord, have no gentlemanly qualities.”

“Are you scolding me for bad behavior?” he clipped quite icily.

It seemed as if the tentative peace they’d formed in the ballroom had dissolved. “Yes!”

“You wouldn’t know refined sensibilities if they bit you in the posterior.”

“Oh! You…you…”

“Christ, will you lower your voice?”

She gritted her teeth until her jaw ached.

“What are you doing here?”

She ignored him.

“I will not ask again,” he said in a dangerously soft tone.

Livvie swallowed, heat burning her cheeks. “I saw you, and I only meant to enquire whether you were well. Very silly of me and now I am exceedingly embarrassed I acted on the thought.”

“Ah…once again you were acting recklessly.”

“Of course not. I had no notion you would drag me in here.” She took a calming breath. “Why are you here?”

“That is none of your business,” he said cuttingly.

“I take it back,” she whispered. “I do not want to be forgiven, you are an—”

“Good God, have we reverted to the insufferable buffoon? And here I thought I had detected some growth.”

Before she could whisper a furious rebuttal, warm lips pressed on her, silencing her and alarming her, sending a shock of desire to her system, and stripping her of her defenses. She went absolutely still, her heart a pounding roar in her ears. Tobias was kissing her! Livvie dimly realized he was just as frozen, and she could feel the thud of his heart. She raised her hand and pressed it against his chest.

Thud.

He shuddered. Then he parted his lips and rimmed his tongue against the seam of her mouth. Her knees buckled and his arms came around her and hauled her even closer to him. His hand moved in a slow soothing stroke over her back. A soft moan slipped from her, and she parted her lips to him, curious as to what would happen. Pleasure. What happened was a shock of undiluted delight, pulsing through her veins as he thrust his tongue into her mouth and conquered.

He squeezed her body tightly to his, moving his lips over hers with sensual force.

She pulled from him, breathless. “Tobias.”

“Good God, you taste even better than I imagined,” he said gruffly.

Livvie was speechless, never in her wildest fancy could she have imagined such pleasure or the soft sensual tones he used. He disliked her, didn’t he? “You’ve…thought of kissing me?”

“Every night since I’ve met you, utter madness.”

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I am an avid reader of novels with a deep passion for writing. I especially love romance and enjoy writing about people falling in love. I live a lot in the worlds I create and I actively speak to my characters (out loud). I have a warrior way “Never give up on my dream.” When I am not writing, I spend a copious amount of time drooling over Rick Grimes from The Walking Dead, Lucas Hood from Banshee, watching Japanese Anime and playing video games with my love—Dusean. I also have a horrible weakness for ice cream.

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January 21 2017

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Release Date: December 6, 2016
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From “Money Eyes” a story in the “Obedience Training” collection:

Bad boys never change… Do they?

Cassandra Levant:
He was the best man at my best friend’s wedding and he had a hell of a reputation. Tall, handsome, full-of-himself, how could I resist? The cocky bad boy drew me in, and no amount of logic could convince me to let him go.

The first time we met, I didn’t exactly make a good first impression. Mistaking someone for a stripper doesn’t really land you in their good books, does it?

I mean, what are the chances that he arrives at the exact time the stripper is supposed to turn up? Give a girl a break!

Then again, what are the chances that three weeks later he’d end up being my hot new boss?

He thinks he has the edge over me. It’s about time this play boy was brought back down to Earth.

Aaron Maxfield:
After an embarrassing first meeting with Cassandra, payback was the only thing on my mind. I wanted her, and I knew she wouldn’t dare resist me, but first, I was going to thoroughly enjoy pushing all her buttons.

Funnily enough, it turns out that this stunning blonde is in need of a new job, and I happen to be hiring. Am I the luckiest guy alive or what?

I think I’ll make her my very own personal assistant. Let’s have some fun, shall we?


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“Oh!  I’m so sorry!  I wasn’t looking!”  She immediately apologized before she even got a chance to see who it was that she’d jolted.  It was the boy with the blue eyes!  At first, she didn’t recognize him because he had on jeans without rips, and a plain t-shirt instead of a leather jacket.  His face was freshly shaven, and she could still smell the sweet shaving gel he’d used.
“It’s fine.”  He kept staring at her, and she blushed.  Turning back towards the front of the aisle that she’d come from, she decided that she was just going to grab a random box and get the hell out of there.  “I think you might find this one to your liking.”  He reached up and grabbed a box from the top shelf that she hadn’t even looked at yet, and held it out to her.  Rosalie’s hand shot out of its own accord to take the box and put it in her little shopping basket.

“Thank you.  And thank you for bringing back my book.  I hadn’t even realized that I’d forgotten it.”  Oh no!  The word vomit had come out.  She’d meant to say two words to him, then beat a hasty retreat, but her mouth had a mind of his own.  He smiled at her, and she froze.  His smile was utterly dazzling.  It was like a moth being reeled in to the flame.  She had to tell herself not to move any closer to him.

“It’s no problem.  Enjoy your coffee.”  He turned away from her, and it took her a second to realize that he was stocking the shelves.  Did he work there?  Something told her to just turn around and leave, but there went her mouth again.

“I’m Rosalie, by the way.”  She blushed furiously.”

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Do you want a down-to-earth look at what a girl gets up to on one of the best party islands in the world?

Amber Heart gave up everything and moved to Ibiza where she parties all night and writes all day.

Instead of dreaming up fantasy worlds, she gets her inspiration from REAL men and genuine wild nights out.

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January 9 2017

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Book Title: Caught In Between  (The In-Between Series, #1)
Author: Alison L. Perry
Genre: Young Adult Paranormal
Release Date: January 9, 2017
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She’s not like the others…

Sixteen-year-old Sadie is a vampire who faints at the sight of blood, trips over her own feet, and can only, at best, be called cute.

As the imperfect middle child in a perfect vampire family, she struggles to fit into a world where she is different from everyone else.

Forced to follow her parents’ wishes by attending University, the local finishing school for graceful young vampires, she soon becomes the laughingstock of her oh-so-perfect class. But when the most popular boy on campus comes to her rescue and calls her “beautiful,” Sadie becomes the target of a group of mean girls who rule the school.

Plagued by a series of embarrassing failures, Sadie is kicked out of University and must face reality: she doesn’t belong with vampires. And when a mysterious elder vampire seeks her out with vague and cryptic conversation, she’s even more convinced that something is amiss.

With no other acceptable choice for her future, Sadie must convince her traditional vampire parents to let her do something unheard of for vampires her age. But questions continue to plague her. Is she truly a vampire? Or is she something else?

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Finally, he lessened the pressure on my lips, and we both gulped for air. Deep, dragging breaths. My heart pounded, and I could feel his own pulse racing along with it. Somehow, my legs had become entwined with his, and I was lying down, his body heavy over mine. I stared up into his eyes, the sea green threatening to sweep me away again, and he smiled. With his thumb, he slowly traced my bottom lip and I gently bit it.

“Do you still question if I think you’re attractive?”

I laughed. I couldn’t help it. I’d just experienced my first kiss with the most improbable person in the world, yet we fit. It felt natural, comfortable, and exciting all at the same time. The negative voice inside me was quiet. Even she couldn’t argue with his question.

–Caught in Between

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Alison L. Perry graduated from Texas A&M University with a B.A. in Psychology, but she has always been a storyteller at heart. Born and raised in Texas, she refuses to live anywhere else, currently residing in the suburbs of Dallas/Fort Worth with her husband, two daughters, and two spoiled rotten dogs. She is a football enthusiast, music lover, Starbucks addict, office supply junkie, and spends most of her time daydreaming, writing, and perfecting the art of sarcasm. After spending eighteen years surviving the corporate world, she left its security to chase her dream of writing. Her stories range from the shadows of the supernatural world to the beaches of Anytown, U.S.A., and often center around strong female characters.

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Book Title: All Jazzed Up (Book One: Love, Lies, & Ninja Missions)
Author: Tracy Ellen
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: December 15, 2016
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A PRETEND MARRIAGE.

A REAL DESIRE.

BEING FRIENDS WITH NO BENEFITS HAS NEVER BEEN HOTTER!

All Jazzed Up is the stand-alone, first book in a brand new series–Love, Lies, & Ninja Missions by bestselling author Tracy Ellen.

Jazy is freaking out. But waking up one day to the sickening realization she’s fallen in love for the first time in her life with a man-whore, who also happens to be her best guy friend, would be enough to freak any girl out. Even worse, Jazy has to face the difficult fact her love is totally one-sided because the wealthy, incredibly scrumptious Max Byrd is just not into her that way. To Max, she’s his best, and only, platonic girl friend.

But Max has problems, too. He suspects another woman is trying to trap him into marriage. Max begs Jazy to help him out by quickly marrying him first. After reluctantly agreeing to enter into a marriage of convenience with Max, the outspoken, straight-shooting Jazy is caught up in a whirlwind of lies posing as Max’s loving wife, while inside she’s dying from hiding the frustrated, aching desire for her pretend husband.

About to go insane, Jazy takes control. After all, she is a horse-whispering, Celtic Cursing, potion-mixing, sex-loving Axelrod woman. There’s nothing an Axelrod woman can’t accomplish if she sets her mind to the task, and Jazy wants Max! Armed with determination and her unique talents, can Jazy seduce the cynical player in just a few short weeks to believe in her and happily-ever-after? Or does Jazy learn real love needs no convincing? A rollicking fun, sexy read!

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aju-teaserad-1-proposalA Pretend Marriage…

Gaze intent on my face, Max quirked a brow in weary amusement. “Look, I know what I’m asking you to do is underhanded and somewhat nuts, but doesn’t my continued mental health count for something?”

I laughed shortly, shaking my head. “So, let me be sure I’ve got this right. Instead of you being shanghaied by your mother into a marriage you don’t want, you want to shanghai me into marriage I don’t want to protect you?”

“Yes,” Max replied succinctly, not even having the grace to look a little bit embarrassed.

“My God, such a deal.” I rolled my eyes and tugged to release my hand from his warm grasp. “Thanks a helluva lot for putting me on the spot. As a wedding gift, can I expect to be bitch-slapped by your mother, too?”

“Ah, Jaz, you can take Angela.” Max flashed his killer grin. “Besides, your sentence will only be for a few months, not for life.” His voice lowered huskily. “I’d never ask something like this of you if it wasn’t vitally important. Will you help me?” He squeezed my hand and entreated, “Please?”

I’d known the moment it was uttered Max’s proposal was fake, but the last little flame of hope fluttering inside me had died at his explanation. Ruthlessly, I stomped out any lingering sparks that Max and I would ever go out on a real date.

Max hadn’t coerced me into falling in love or broken any promises. My hurt feelings were the direct result of taking a known womanizer seriously, something I knew all to well a woman with a speck of self-preservation should never do.

I accept Max is sometimes a dickhead. But he’s also my dickhead friend–nothing more, nothing less.

Still, pretending to be married for real to Max in the name of friendship for a few months, when I’d just vowed to get over him, would be a special kind of torture.

Am I that big of a masochist?

Or could accepting Max’s fake marriage proposal in the name of friendship be my chance to prove, once and for all, that I am willing to forgive, forget, and finally get the fuck over his ass?


aju-teaserad2-maxBig, Bad Man…

With his black good looks oozing animalistic charisma and his strong, muscular body, Max is the sort of large man who instantly makes a girl feel femininely sexy and protected, yet so turned on at the same time by his aura of underlying power.

As a member of the female species, I’m actually rather disillusioned by how easily women fall for Max. They’re always miscasting him in the hero role, as well. Girls seem to love their heroes, and like any intelligent player, Max loves giving women what they want to get what he wants.

Sure Max is big and strong and would never mistreat a woman, but at his core, he isn’t hero material. My friend Max is an aggressive, tough man with a huge, lusty appetite for life.

Besides, I’ve always thought being protected by Max would be akin to having the Big Bad Wolf as your bodyguard. Only imagine thinking a man’s tame, yet deep down, you suspect he could eat you right up at any time.

Oh, man. I pressed my thighs together at this latest tingle, and I couldn’t blame the cold wind for my shivery goose bumps. It was totally the fault of the hot idea of rolling around and wrestling with the powerful, untamed wolf man, Max.


aju-teaserad-3-heavenhellDeal with the Devil…

“I can have sex with other men when we’re married, right?”

“Hell no you can’t have sex,” Max ground out between clenched teeth. “We’re supposed to be newlyweds in love. What if Angela found out?” He shook his head at my puffed out lower lip. “I’d have to divorce you. That would defeat the whole purpose of everything, now wouldn’t it?”

“Jesus, I hope you’re not going to be this grouchy when we’re married. I thought since you get to have a pregnant girlfriend running around, I could have a little dick on the side, too.” I laughed a little and corrected, “Well, not a little dick, but some dick.” At his continued glare, I spread my hands palm up with a belabored sigh of acceptance. “Okay, okay, but if I can’t have sex, then you can’t have sex.”

“Neither of us can fuck during our marriage.”

After he delivered that F bomb, we stared at each other in shocked silence for a few moments.

Max recovered first, tugging slightly on the collar of his shirt and clearing his throat. “So we agree. It’s a marriage of friends with no benefits.” Max shrugged, as if it was no big deal that his cock saw ten times the action of your average penis on the streets.

Double shit. I closed my eyes for a second at his words, trying to imagine months and months with no sex. I’ve gone nearly insane after these last four days of erotic dreams, even the odd one.

I try to be a good friend to those I care about. But what was I getting out of this damn deal, other than the guarantee of carpel tunnel in both wrists from a future filled with massive amounts of masturbation?

I nodded jerkily.

“Was that a yes?” Max demanded in a pissed tone.

“Yes, dammit.” Not that I blamed him for being irritable, since I was also feeling the pinch of the no sex rule already. “What about my big money?”

“What about it?” Not missing beat, Max went on, “Since we’ll be living together, I’ll pay all our living expenses. Agreed?”

Putting a hand to my forehead at what living together meant, I moaned, “Oh dear God.” I dropped my hand and sighed in defeat. I didn’t eat much or use much electricity, so Max’s normal bills wouldn’t increase much, wherever we lived. “Okay, agreed.”

Still somewhat reeling that I’d actually said yes to his idiotic scheme, but seeing no way out now that I’d given my word, I wriggled in my seat feeling incredibly put upon. Whenever I feel put upon, I tend to get belligerent.

Max laughed, but there was a challenging edge to his voice. “Why do you look mad if you agree?”

I blurted, “I’m not teasing about the money. I think it’s only fair I be compensated for my role as your wife.” At his blank stare, I continued hurriedly, “I mean, I know we’re friends, and generally I wouldn’t charge a friend for help, but I’m putting myself at your disposal for ten months. Ten months! I’m giving you all my time and my acting skills.” Thinking of the no sex mandate, I choked out, “I’m putting my whole life on hold to help you.”

Eyes unreadable, Max responded evenly, “True. So what do you think is fair compensation for posing as my wife for ten months?”

A straight jacket in a fucking insane asylum was the correct answer, but I replied briskly in a business-like manner, “A new furnace, a new roof, new insulation for my house, a new fridge,” I glanced at my wrists, thought for a second of my pitiful health insurance plan, and went for it all before I lost my nerve, “and some cash set aside for possible future surgeries.”

He raised his brows at that but only murmured, “How much cash you talking?”

“Umm,” I scrambled to recall my deductibles, “uh, five thousand?”

“You don’t sound sure.”

“I’m sure.” I nodded, as if I hadn’t noticed his small smile.

He shrugged. “Deal.”

“Good.” I nodded brusquely again.

Letting out a breath at his easy agreement, I didn’t care if Max was amused. I was happy the negotiations were over–asking for money did not come easy for me.

In the past, James Byrd had offered me business loans to get ahead. Max had offered me cash, no strings attached. I’d stubbornly refused both of them. I liked standing on my own two feet. My take has always been accepting money from friends was the quickest way to lose them, but this was different. This marriage to Max will be the job from hell and I’ll deserve every penny.


aju-teaserad4-maxjazyLies and More Lies…

“Okay, I’m in. I’ll help you, if you are willing to agree to a few points and sign a contract.” I flashed my dimples and poked him in the chest. “And speaking of big money, my friend, what’s my help worth to you?”

Max’s wide shoulders relaxed and he closed his eyes, bringing our joined hands up to his mouth while saying fervently under his breath, as if in prayer, “Thank you, thank you!” He opened his eyes, smiled broadly, and pressed a kiss to my knuckles. The sexy black stubble around his mouth tickled softly against my skin and I gulped. “You’re help is worth my life. I’ll sign anything you want.” Over our hands, his dark eyes narrowed warily. “You’re not mad at me anymore?”

I decided to start off our pretend relationship on the right foot and forced a light, flirty little smile while tugging again at my hand in his tight grip. “Why, do you want me to be?”

“Hell no,” he responded firmly. “I trust you, Jaz. You’re the one woman I count on not to be crazy.” Eyes dancing, he amended smoothly, “At least, not that kind of crazy.”

Squeezing my hand, he finally let me go.

“Gosh darn, all these compliments are going to turn my head.” I scooted my chair a few inches away. “Why do I feel manipulated by an expert and think I should say something to you like…” I drawled out in a countrified voice, “Well, aren’t you slicker than a greased pig at a county fair?”

“I have no idea why you’d want to say such an odd thing to me.” Max frowned, placing a hand to my forehead. “No fever.” He softly flicked my cheek. “Not that you aren’t cuter than a bug’s ear, Dimples.”

I chuckled, smacking his hand away.

Women rarely hate Max, he’s too charming. They do get pissed off when they eventually want more than he’s willing to give them, which was anything more than his penis a few times. In fairness, Max warns them ahead of time he’s strictly out for a good time. Whereas I, wanting nothing more from him than friendship, until I was possessed by the Devil in December, rarely have had a reason to be upset at him about anything.

“No, I’m not mad at you.” I also had never lied to Max when my feelings were platonic.

First jealous rage and horrible cramps, now lying through my teeth–it seems love keeps bringing out the best in me.


aju-teaserad5-1st-kissThe First Kiss…

I had no time to think, worry, give my permission, or work up a wet mouth. Suddenly Max’s lips were hard on mine.

Stiff with shock, I was vaguely aware Max’s hands were fisted in my hair and held me imprisoned against the back of the seat while his kiss ravaged me. Then I lost track of any thoughts of fists, prisons, or ravaging. And then I lost track of time and place. I only felt as Max Byrd kissed me passionately, his tongue tasting me and his mouth feasting on mine like a starving man at a banquet.

When Max ended our first kiss with a final soft lick to my clinging lips, I wasn’t sure who emitted the low, protesting moan in the overheated hush of the minivan–me, Tre J, Kenna, or hell, it might have even been Mustang the dog. The kiss was hotter than anything I could have dreamed, and regardless of how long it had lasted, was over way too soon.

I patted my thigh to be sure my jeans were still on.

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tracy_ellen_author_picTracy Ellen was born in Indiana to middle-class parents, the third out of five hellions. She’s lived in the Midwest her whole life–in a small town, on a farm, and in the big city. Currently, she resides in the suburbs of St Paul, Minnesota with her incredibly tolerant, awesome husband and family. Always an avid reader of all genres, her writing career began in 2012 with the debut of A Date with Fate, a blend of contemporary-romance/ romantic suspense / and romantic comedy. Tracy’s goal as a writer will always be to create worlds readers can’t wait to dive into for a few hours of fun and excitement. She thrives on trying to come up with the witty banter, steamy love scenes, pulse-throbbing action, and belly-laughing humor her reader fans have come to love and expect in her novels. Please let Tracy know how she’s doing!

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