Tuesday 31 January 2017

COVER REVEAL~The Last Ride by J.T. Lozano


THE LAST RIDE by J.T. LOZANO
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*Coming Feb. 28th, 2017
*Synopsis
Four friends embark on a road trip on their last weekend together before going to college. While heading out of town they decide to take a detour and visit the mysterious “Highway 187” which is said to be plagued with strange occurrences that no one can explain. The friends run into a little car trouble and decide to pass the time by sharing ghost stories. Little do they know that the most terrifying tale is the one they are about to take part in.
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Release Blitz~A Shot in the Dark by J.G. Sumner

A SHOT IN THE DARK IS NOW AVAILABLE FOR PURCHASE!
Some accidents aren’t accidental…
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A motorcycle crash forces Skyler Smith into Laney Pearson’s hospital, barely clinging to life… 

As a trauma nurse, Laney works with surgeon Josh Stone to bring Skyler back from the brink of death and toward recovery. But what initially looks like nothing more than a freak accident may turn out to be much more dangerous—and maybe even deadly.

In the years they’ve worked together, Laney has never given Josh the time of day…

She thinks he’s nothing more than a pompous doctor looking for another notch to add to his belt. But caring for Skyler brings the pair closer, and Laney lets down her guard, allowing them the chance to find happiness together in the midst of so much destruction. But someone doesn’t want them to be happy. Someone wants Laney gone.

Threats might derail their love before it really starts…

As the couple tries to build their budding relationship, Laney begins to receive menacing messages. And when she and Josh learn that Skyler’s accident is anything but unintentional, they fight to balance finding the would-be killer with keeping Laney safe from her stalker. But each wild turn takes them farther away from the truth…and each other.

Can Laney and Josh discover who is behind the violent acts, or is each guess they make nothing more than a shot in the dark?



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*** MEET J.G. SUMNER! ***
JG is a Registered Nurse who went rogue. As good as she was at starting IV's, she enjoys writing the down the stories in her head even more. Most of the time the characters won't stop pestering her until she has them down on paper. 

JG can often be found with a glass of red wine or prosecco in front of her computer. When she's not creating, she enjoys the outdoors hiking, bike riding, snowboarding, and camping.

JG has a very dry sense of humor, and should never be taken too seriously. She loves to hear from her fans, and even those who aren't and would love to hear your opinion on her books.

JG writes romantic suspense including: A Shot in the Dark, Into the Light, The Surrender Trilogy including Surrender, Shattered, and Saved.


Monday 30 January 2017

RELEASE DAY ~ Pieces of Heaven by Natasha Madison
















































I didn’t want this life.

But sometimes you’re forced to make the best of the crappy hand you’ve been dealt. I wanted to teach my daughter that. No matter what happens you face your problems head-on.

Never cower. Never give up.

Then someone took her and I had to put my faith in a system that had failed me, and my hope in a man I didn’t know.

Serve. Honor. Protect, are the only things I’ve ever cared about until her case was dropped on my desk. As we searched for her missing daughter, the last woman I thought I’d fall in love with became my reason for living.

Then the world came crashing down around us.

One secret would change everything, but I had one more hand to be dealt. And if I played my cards right, maybe, just maybe we’d get our piece of heaven.




















Chapter Eleven
Marissa

The bells over the door ring every single time someone walks in. I’ve been on edge ever since I got in this morning. Lucky for me it’s been non-stop people coming in, so my mind hasn’t been able to wander to Lori.

Now that it has been quiet and I’m filling the salt and pepper shakers, my mind wanders. It wanders to my baby girl, who is somewhere out there begging to come home. The sound of her voice plays in my head on repeat. My hands start to shake, so I close my eyes and sit down on a chair before my knees buckle.

I blink away the tears threatening to fall over, my heart starting to beat so fast I hear the echoes in my ears. A plate of meatloaf, mashed potatoes, and gravy is shoved in front of me. Phyllis’s eyes greet me when I look up.

“Eat that and then go home. You are done for the day. You’ve been here for fourteen hours.”
I look over at the clock hanging behind the counter that reads 8 p.m., realizing she’s right.

“I’m just going to finish filling the shakers then I’ll take off.” I know she’s about to argue with me when the bell over the door rings again, making us both look up.

His eyes find me right away. My heart that was starting to calm down is now speeding up. I focus on my meal, cutting a piece of meatloaf and dipping it in the gravy before popping it into my mouth. I try to ignore the heat of his stare, try to think of anything but him and that naked woman from last night. His girlfriend. I was so stupid to think that he would actually want me. I’m a used up stripper whose daughter ran away from home. I’m the opposite of what he wants or needs.

The chair in front of me is filled with his big frame. The scent of his aftershave, of cologne lingers around us. Musky, rich, and woodsy. It’s the smell that has seeped its way into my memory along with the way his lips felt on mine. The way that I just fit, like I was made for him. I blink away the memory, looking up at him.

“All the seats in this place are open and you sit in front of me?” I ask him before scooping up more food. I didn’t notice how hungry I was till I started eating.

“You didn’t text me back.” His voice is hard, his muscles tight, his jaw ticking.

I take out my phone. “Oh, I put the do not disturb on under your name. Maybe that’s why.”

My phone is snapped out of my hand in a blink of an eye. “What the fuck?” I see him touching the screen angrily and turning it off.

“You know you’re doing that for nothing since I can turn it on again?” I finish off my whole plate, making my stomach hurt since it’s the first thing I’ve eaten since last night.

“What if I had information on Lori?” Bulls-eye, hit straight through my heart. He must see the color drain from my face as I realize that I fucked up. I’m not going to admit it to him, though.

“I don’t have Jackson’s number blocked, and he would have called me.” I shrug my shoulders, picking up my plate to bring it to the gray bussing bin.

Walking over, I wipe down the table right when Phyllis comes out from the kitchen.
“There you are! I have your order ready. It’s being boxed up. Did you want dessert with that?”

His eyes never leave mine. “No, that’s okay. Thanks, Phyllis.”

I grab my phone from him, putting it in the front pocket of my waitress pouch. “I’m taking off. My feet are killing me. See you tomorrow, Phyllis.”

I don’t wait for her to say anything to me before I walk out the door to my car. Turning it on, I drive home, determined not to give Mick another minute of my thoughts. Just one problem with that plan, though. No one mentioned to my head that I wasn’t thinking about him because his eyes flash in my mind, the hard lines around them. The sorrow that is buried there, the sadness that he thinks no one sees but is there, if you look long enough.

I make my way into my apartment, taking my shoes off my throbbing feet at the door.

Walking into the kitchen, I take out the tips from my pocket and count them out. Three hundred and seventeen dollars. Two hundred of that is going to that damn debt that I’m still paying off. I can’t fucking wait till it’s over. I walk over to Lori’s room like I do every single night, turning on the light to see if maybe something has been misplaced or moved.

I’ve put scotch tape on the drawers to alert me if they’ve been opened, but it’s still intact. I’ve labeled her clothes hanging in the closet by number, and I count them, seeing that none have been taken either.

The bed is exactly how she left it. I crawl into her bed and grab her pillow, breathing in her scent. Tears run down my face, seeping into the pillow. This has become my nightly routine. I sleep here so I’m closer to her. I lie in this bed, talking to her. Telling her about my day, praying that she calls me again. I tell her stories about when she was small, about the day they placed her in my arms. The tears never stop. It’s like an endless river.

The soft knock at the door has me raising my head. Walking slowly to the door, I look through the peephole and see that Mick is in the hallway. His hands are braced against the doorframe, his head hanging down.

I place my forehead on the door, take a deep breath in, and open the door. His eyes land right on mine. The tears continue to roll down my cheeks, right off my chin on their way to the floor. He brings his thumb up to my chin, catching them.
“Marissa,” he whispers, and it’s all I can do before I collapse into his arms, sobbing. Begging. Pleading with him to bring her back to me.

He picks me up and carries me inside. Sitting on the couch with me curled into a ball in his lap, my tears soak his shirt. I’m so exhausted from the fear, stress, and worry. I’m just too tired to move.

“I’m a good mom,” I whisper to him. “I was tough on her only because I wanted better for her. Wanted her out of this life. Wanted her to be something.” My hand lies on his chest, the beat of his heart pounding against my palm.

“I know, baby, I know.”
I don’t say anything more. I just continue to soak up the feeling of his heart beating as it calms me. My eyes droop, and the exhaustion drags me under.

I don’t move from this position all night. I wake the next morning with the same heart beating against my hand.


























When her nose isn't buried in a book, or her fingers flying across a keyboard writing, she's in the kitchen creating gourmet meals. You can find her, in four inch heels no less, in the car chauffeuring kids, or possibly with her husband scheduling his business trips. It's a good thing her characters do what she says, because even her Labrador doesn't listen to her...

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COVER REVEAL~ This is Me, Baby by K. Webster

This is Me, Baby

by K. Webster War & Peace Series 
Publication Date: February 7, 2017 
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Dark Romance 

***This is the fifth book in the series. First four books must be read first in order to understand this story line.*** The game was over and they stole the victory away from ME. Cheating. Lies. Corruption. Death. This pawn never stood a chance. But then he came for ME. He plucked ME from my nightmare and kept me safe. My heart was in tatters and my soul was lost. Until the beast in ME woke up. She was hungry and furious and didn’t play by the rules of their game. We were a vicious team. And we changed the game altogether. I took what was theirs because they took what was mine. ME against them. That is…until I had someone else with ME. Someone who vowed to fight alongside ME until the very end. I don’t want the love he has for ME. But the beast in ME still craves to take everything she deserves. He should run far away from ME. Instead, he runs straight for ME. This is ME, baby and I am going to ruin them all. ***Warning*** This is Me, Baby is a dark romance. Strong sexual themes and violence, which could trigger emotional distress, are found in this story. If you are sensitive to dark themes, then this story is not for you. 

About K. Webster

 

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K Webster is the author of dozens romance books in many different genres including contemporary romance, historical romance, paranormal romance, and erotic romance. When not spending time with her husband of twelve years and two adorable children, she’s active on social media connecting with her readers. Her other passions besides writing include reading and graphic design. K can always be found in front of her computer chasing her next idea and taking action. She looks forward to the day when she will see one of her titles on the big screen. You can easily find K Webster on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Pinterest, and Goodreads! Website: www.authorkwebster.com Newsletter: http://eepurl.com/bllgoP

Friday 27 January 2017

RELEASE BLITZ~Perfect Strangers by Abby Gale

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Perfect Strangers
By: Abby Gale
Release Date: January, 27th
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Melody
How did my life get so complicated? Going to my ex-boyfriend’s party seemed like a good idea to prove I moved on. And that’s where I saw him –the stranger with the perfect amount of cocksure promises. So I took everything he offered, every delicious inch. It’s just that I wasn’t completely aware of the entire package.

Kellan
How did my life get so perfect? Sure, I’m a complete package and I know how to use my assets. I’m never lonely and the ladies drop to their knees for a night with me. I know what you’re thinking –I’m a manwhore, well, you’re right, but I’m always honest with my one night stands - there’s never an encore But now I must get my game on because there's much more at stake than I could have imagined.

For one night, we surrendered to our desires and it was sublime. But then our worlds unexpectedly collided once again. What are the odds?




EXCERPT

“Wait… I don’t even know your name,” I panted.
He gave me a lopsided grin before licking his bottom lip in a hypnotizing way. Finally, he rewarded me with an answer: “My name depends on who you are.”
“What does that mean?”
“Women generally call me God,” he started before adding fake woman moan, “Oh God, please let me come. Oh God, yes… right there.”
I tried to stop my laugh, rolling my eyes instead, “What about men? What do they call you?”
“Bastard, asshole… you name it,” he shrugged.
“You’re confusing me,” I started, smiling at him to let him know I was teasing. “What should I call you if I agree to go with you?” I added.
“When you agree to leave this club with me you can call me ‘stranger’ till I become your God,” he whispered into my ear before peppering kisses on the sensitive skin under my ear.
I nodded my head, letting him guide me toward the exit.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Abby Gale is an international author. She is an avid reader, former blogger, and a pharmacist. She writes whatever storyline sucks her in, but mostly her books will be erotica with some darkness in it.
Her debut novel Violet is an erotica-suspense with ménage relationship.
Her novella One Night Only is a short read based on a true story.

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Thursday 26 January 2017

RELEASE BLITZ~ TEMPT By Remy Blake

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Tempt
By
Remy Blake

Release Date: January 26th
Genre: Erotic Romance






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Synopsis:

They say age is nothing but a number.

Lucas Rockwell isn’t just ten years younger than me, he’s my deceased husband's son.

Tainted by secrets, everything about us is wrong and forbidden.

Like fire and gasoline, we're an explosion waiting to happen.

We're tempting fate with every touch.




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EXCERPT

A hand on my arm stirs me from my deep musings. “Lucas, are you okay?”
My head turns and I find Charlotte standing beside me. The first thing I notice are her large tits and how close they are to touching my arm. If I shift a fraction of a step to the side I could feel them press against me. My eyes move up over her delicate collarbones. I want to place a kiss between them and then lick my way up her graceful neck until I reach her red mouth. Fuck me. She has the mouth of a fucking porn star. I wonder if she sucks dick like one?
“Lucas.” She rubs my arm, pulling me back to the present.
My eyes leave her enticing lips and raise up to meet her enthralling blues and I finally find my voice. “Yeah, I’m fine.” I turn to face her, our gazes never breaking contact. With her heels she stands only a few inches shorter than my six foot one inch frame and the tips of her breasts are pointing at my chest. Being this close to her has my dick hard. I’ve never had such a strong reaction to a woman before. A few seconds in her company and my cock’s ready and waiting.
“Can I get you anything?” she asks, rubbing my arm again.
That’s a loaded question if I ever heard one.
“I don’t know. Can you?”
Her hand falls from my arm. “If you want something, I’ll get it for you.”
I inch forward until her tits are touching my chest. Her eyes go wide. “I want a lot of things Charlie.” I let my hand caress over the curve of her hip down to the top of her ass as I reach behind her to pick up the refill the waitress placed there for me a few minutes ago. I take a step back, lifting the drink toward my mouth. “Right now I just want another beer.” My lips close around the bottle and I take a large gulp. Jesus. I need a cold shower after being this close to her.
Her porn star lips open in a silent oh at my reply. She flashes me a tight smile and looks down at the diamond encrusted Rolex on her wrist. “The limo will be here in twenty minutes to pick us up.”
I nod my head before tipping back the beer. If I drink this one straight down I’ll have time for one more.
Charlotte takes a dainty step back still looking at me and then pivots around to walk back into the reception room. My eyes follow her, locked on the generous curves of her ass. Fuck. I no longer need to wonder or speculate about what my father saw in her. It’s the same thing every red blooded guy sees when he looks at her. SEX. Between her large rack, her full lips and her heart shaped ass, I don’t know which I’d like to bite more. But I’d sure like to find out.

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About the Author:

Remy Blake is a male and female author duo, who paired up to have some fun writing steamy, short reads, with insta love/lust and a HEA. You can expect twice the debauchery in every novel they write.


Wednesday 25 January 2017

Release Day Blitz~ The Preacher's Daughter by Shelly Morgan



The Preacher’s Daughter 

By- Shelly Morgan

Angelica Hock is the preacher’s daughter, and that’s all she’s ever been known as.

Her life has already been planned out for her, right down to what college she’ll attend and what her major will be. Which is inconsequential, since she’s expected to marry a man of her parents’ choosing, bear his children, and be a stay-at-home mother.

A trip to the wrong side of town puts her in the middle of a living nightmare when she’s saved by a dark knight. He makes her feel things she never dreamed possible. But reality slaps her in the face when she learns he’s no different from anyone else.

Taking matters into her own hands, she buys a one-way ticket to Reno—new town, new friends, new life. She even decides to change her name.

Torq is a member of the Rough Riders and not a man to mess with.

Having a drink at Bottoms Up—a strip club his MC owns—he sees Angel dance for the first time. Only she turns out to be the girl he saved from being sold as a sex slave; she’s the preacher’s kid. But she’s not like he remembered, which only makes him want her more.

When someone comes into town with a grudge, Angel will be put in the line of fire, because everyone knows the best way to hurt your enemy is to hurt the person they care about the most.

He’s already saved her once, but he’d gladly go to hell and back to do it again



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