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Excerpt + Giveaway: BEFORE WE WERE STRANGERS by RENEE CARLINO
From the USA TODAY
bestselling author of Sweet Thing and Nowhere But Here comes a love story about
a Craigslist “missed connection” post that gives two people a second chance at
love fifteen years after they were separated in New York City.
bestselling author of Sweet Thing and Nowhere But Here comes a love story about
a Craigslist “missed connection” post that gives two people a second chance at
love fifteen years after they were separated in New York City.
To the Green-eyed Lovebird:We met fifteen years ago, almost to the day, when I moved my
stuff into the NYU dorm room next to yours at Senior House.
stuff into the NYU dorm room next to yours at Senior House.
You called us fast friends. I like to think it was more.
We lived on nothing but the excitement of finding ourselves
through music (you were obsessed with Jeff Buckley), photography (I couldn’t
stop taking pictures of you), hanging out in Washington Square Park, and all
the weird things we did to make money. I learned more about myself that year
than any other.
through music (you were obsessed with Jeff Buckley), photography (I couldn’t
stop taking pictures of you), hanging out in Washington Square Park, and all
the weird things we did to make money. I learned more about myself that year
than any other.
Yet, somehow, it all fell apart. We lost touch the summer
after graduation when I went to South America to work for National Geographic.
When I came back, you were gone. A part of me still wonders if I pushed you too
hard after the wedding…
after graduation when I went to South America to work for National Geographic.
When I came back, you were gone. A part of me still wonders if I pushed you too
hard after the wedding…
I didn’t see you again until a month ago. It was a
Wednesday. You were rocking back on your heels, balancing on that thick yellow
line that runs along the subway platform, waiting for the F train. I didn’t
know it was you until it was too late, and then you were gone. Again. You said
my name; I saw it on your lips. I tried to will the train to stop, just so I
could say hello.
Wednesday. You were rocking back on your heels, balancing on that thick yellow
line that runs along the subway platform, waiting for the F train. I didn’t
know it was you until it was too late, and then you were gone. Again. You said
my name; I saw it on your lips. I tried to will the train to stop, just so I
could say hello.
After seeing you, all of the youthful feelings and memories
came flooding back to me, and now I’ve spent the better part of a month
wondering what your life is like. I might be totally out of my mind, but would
you like to get a drink with me and catch up on the last decade and a half?
came flooding back to me, and now I’ve spent the better part of a month
wondering what your life is like. I might be totally out of my mind, but would
you like to get a drink with me and catch up on the last decade and a half?
M
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2. Five Days After I Saw You
MATT
I took the damn F train, an hour-long ride to Brooklyn
from Midtown and back every day, at lunch, hoping I would run into Grace again,
but I never did.
from Midtown and back every day, at lunch, hoping I would run into Grace again,
but I never did.
Things were bad at work. I had submitted a request to
go into the field three months earlier but had been denied. Now I had to watch
Elizabeth and Brad walk around in bliss as people congratulated them on the
baby and Brad’s promotion, which came right after the announcement.
go into the field three months earlier but had been denied. Now I had to watch
Elizabeth and Brad walk around in bliss as people congratulated them on the
baby and Brad’s promotion, which came right after the announcement.
Meanwhile, I was still rejecting any forward motion in
my life. I was a stagnant puddle of shit. I had volunteered to go back on
location to South America with a National
Geographic film crew. New York just wasn’t the same anymore. It held no
magic for me. The Amazonian jungle, with all of its wonderful and exotic
diseases, seemed more appealing than taking orders from my ex-wife and her smug
husband. But my request hadn’t been approved or denied. It just sat in a pile of
other requests on Scott’s desk.
my life. I was a stagnant puddle of shit. I had volunteered to go back on
location to South America with a National
Geographic film crew. New York just wasn’t the same anymore. It held no
magic for me. The Amazonian jungle, with all of its wonderful and exotic
diseases, seemed more appealing than taking orders from my ex-wife and her smug
husband. But my request hadn’t been approved or denied. It just sat in a pile of
other requests on Scott’s desk.
I pondered the current state of my life while I stared
at a blank wall in the office break room. Standing next to the water cooler,
holding a half-empty paper cone, I tallied the insubstantial years I had spent
with Elizabeth and wondered why. How had things gone so terribly wrong?
at a blank wall in the office break room. Standing next to the water cooler,
holding a half-empty paper cone, I tallied the insubstantial years I had spent
with Elizabeth and wondered why. How had things gone so terribly wrong?
“What are you doin’, man?” Scott’s voice
came from the doorway.
came from the doorway.
I turned and smiled. “Just thinking.”
”You seem a little brighter.”
“Actually, I was thinking about how I ended up
thirtysix, divorced, and trapped in cubicle hell.”
thirtysix, divorced, and trapped in cubicle hell.”
He walked to the coffeepot and poured a mug full then
leaned against the counter. “You were a workaholic?” he offered.
leaned against the counter. “You were a workaholic?” he offered.
“That’s not why Elizabeth was unfaithful. She
fell right into Brad’s skinny arms, and he works more than I do. Hell,
Elizabeth works more than I do.”
fell right into Brad’s skinny arms, and he works more than I do. Hell,
Elizabeth works more than I do.”
“Why are you dwelling on the past? Look at you. You’re
tall. You have hair. And it looks like”—he waved his hand around at my
stomach—”you might have abs?”
tall. You have hair. And it looks like”—he waved his hand around at my
stomach—”you might have abs?”
”You checking me out?”
”I’d kill for a head of hair like that.”
Scott was the kind of guy who was bald by twenty-two. He’s
been shaving it Mr. Clean-style since then.
been shaving it Mr. Clean-style since then.
“What do women call that thing?” He pointed
to the back of my head.
to the back of my head.
“A bun?”
“No, there’s, like, a sexier name for it. The
ladies love that shit.”
ladies love that shit.”
“They call it a man-bun.”
He studied me. “Jesus, you’re a free man, Matt.
Why aren’t you prowling the savannahs for new game? I can’t watch you mope
around like this. I thought you were over Elizabeth?”
Why aren’t you prowling the savannahs for new game? I can’t watch you mope
around like this. I thought you were over Elizabeth?”
I shut the break-room door. “I am. I was over
Elizabeth a long time ago. It’s hard for me even to remember being into her. I
got caught up in the fantasy of it, traveling with her, taking photos. Something
was always missing, though. Maybe I did work too much. I mean, that’s all we
talked about, that’s all we had in common. Now look where I am.”
Elizabeth a long time ago. It’s hard for me even to remember being into her. I
got caught up in the fantasy of it, traveling with her, taking photos. Something
was always missing, though. Maybe I did work too much. I mean, that’s all we
talked about, that’s all we had in common. Now look where I am.”
“What about Subway Girl?”
“What about her?”
“I don’t know. I thought you were gonna try to
get in touch with her?”
get in touch with her?”
“Yeah. Maybe. Easier said than done.”
“You just have to put yourself out there. Get on
social media.”
social media.”
Will
I find Grace there? I went back and forth between wanting to
do everything I could to find her and feeling like it was totally pointless.
She’d be with someone. She’d be someone’s wife. Someone better than me. I wanted
to get away from everything reminding me that I still had nothing.
I find Grace there? I went back and forth between wanting to
do everything I could to find her and feeling like it was totally pointless.
She’d be with someone. She’d be someone’s wife. Someone better than me. I wanted
to get away from everything reminding me that I still had nothing.
“If you care so much, why haven’t you approved my
request?” I asked.
request?” I asked.
He scowled. I noticed how deep the line was between
his eyebrows and it occurred to me that Scott and I were the same age…and he
was getting old. “I don’t mean the actual savannahs, man. Running away
isn’t going to solve your problems.”
his eyebrows and it occurred to me that Scott and I were the same age…and he
was getting old. “I don’t mean the actual savannahs, man. Running away
isn’t going to solve your problems.”
“Now you’re my shrink?”
“No, I’m your friend. Remember when you asked for
that desk job?”
that desk job?”
I walked toward the door. “Just consider it.
Please, Scott.”
Please, Scott.”
Right before I left the room he said, “You’re
chasing the wrong thing. It’s not gonna make you happy.”
chasing the wrong thing. It’s not gonna make you happy.”
He was right, and I could admit that to myself, but
not out loud. I thought if I could win an award again, get some recognition for
my work, it would fill the black hole eating away at me. But deep down, I knew
that wasn’t the solution.
not out loud. I thought if I could win an award again, get some recognition for
my work, it would fill the black hole eating away at me. But deep down, I knew
that wasn’t the solution.
After work, I sat on a bus bench just outside the National
Geographic building. I watched hordes of people trying to get home, racing down
the crowded sidewalks of Midtown. I wondered if I could judge how lonely a
person was based on how much of a hurry he or she was in. No one who has
someone waiting for him at home would sit on a bus bench after a ten-hour
workday and people-watch. I always carried an old Pentax camera from my college
days in my messenger bag, but I hadn’t used it in years.
Geographic building. I watched hordes of people trying to get home, racing down
the crowded sidewalks of Midtown. I wondered if I could judge how lonely a
person was based on how much of a hurry he or she was in. No one who has
someone waiting for him at home would sit on a bus bench after a ten-hour
workday and people-watch. I always carried an old Pentax camera from my college
days in my messenger bag, but I hadn’t used it in years.
I removed it from the case and starting clicking away
as people flooded in and out of the subway, as they waited for buses, as they
hailed cabs. I hoped that through the lens I would see her again, like I had
years before. Her vibrant spirit; the way she could color a black-and-white
photo with her magnetism alone. I had thought about Grace often over the years.
Something as simple as a smell, like sugared pancakes at night, or the sound of
a cello in Grand Central or Washington Square Park on a warm day, could
transport me right back to that year in college. The year I spent falling in
love with her.
as people flooded in and out of the subway, as they waited for buses, as they
hailed cabs. I hoped that through the lens I would see her again, like I had
years before. Her vibrant spirit; the way she could color a black-and-white
photo with her magnetism alone. I had thought about Grace often over the years.
Something as simple as a smell, like sugared pancakes at night, or the sound of
a cello in Grand Central or Washington Square Park on a warm day, could
transport me right back to that year in college. The year I spent falling in
love with her.
It was hard for me to see the beauty in New York anymore.
Granted, much of the riffraff and grit was gone, at least in the East Village; it
was cleaner and greener now, but that palpable energy I had felt in college was
gone, too. For me, anyway.
Granted, much of the riffraff and grit was gone, at least in the East Village; it
was cleaner and greener now, but that palpable energy I had felt in college was
gone, too. For me, anyway.
Time passes, life goes on, places change, people change.
And still, I couldn’t get Grace off my mind after seeing her in the subway. Fifteen
years is too long to be holding on to a few heart-pounding moments from
college.
And still, I couldn’t get Grace off my mind after seeing her in the subway. Fifteen
years is too long to be holding on to a few heart-pounding moments from
college.
Renée Carlino is a screenwriter and bestselling author of
romantic women’s novels. She lives in Southern California with her husband, two
sons, and their sweet dog June. When she’s not at the beach with her boys or
working on her next project, she likes to spend her time reading, going to
concerts, and eating dark chocolate.
Blog Tour and Review: At Your Beck & Call by Jane Harvey-Berrick
Hallen Jansen has it all. At 28, he has a flashy car, a great apartment, and a job he’s good at and that he loves – as an escort – working at your beck and call.
His life is easy, with no emotions or attachments slowing him down – choosing to keep moving, always running from the past. But when a new client awakens unfamiliar feelings, all bets are off. Can he convince a recently divorced woman twenty years older to trust men again – to trust him? Can Hallen trust himself not to screw things up?
Surrounded by people who choose to judge them, will they make their relationship a reality, or is it heartbreak for both?
Not all services are professional.
Thank you to Jane Harvey-Berrick for writing an incredible story that had me enthralled from beginning to end! At Your Beck & Call is a weighty, sexy, beautifully written story with incredibly captivating characters that really could have been two or maybe even three books. This is an adult story that broke my heart several times over but ultimately left me uplifted and satisfied.
For the most part, At Your Beck & Call is told from Hallen’s POV as he describes his journey from a young college graduate through adulthood as he works as a male escort in L.A. The book spans several years, is incredibly rich and filled with memorable characters. But at its center is a love story which is absolutely fantastic! Yes, there is a much older woman involved but I absolutely loved the imaginative plot and all of the challenges and obstacles that Hallen faces as he fights to find (and hold) true love.
If you are looking for a deeply felt, gorgeous love story, then I highly recommend At Your Beck & Call. This is the first book I have read by Jane Harvey-Berrick and now I must read her other books! I fell in love with Hallen and I think you will, too.
(ARC provided by the author in return for an honest review.)
“So, what other services do you offer, Hallen?”
How many times had I been asked that question? How many times had I answered it?
She laid her hand on my knee, her gaze sharp, questioning, lustful—and ashamed.
The light was not kind to her, emphasizing hard lines around her mouth, the overly tight skin of her forehead.
She should have chosen a bar with softer lighting. Candlelight hides a multitude of sins. Except my sins are all on the inside.
When I’d arrived at the designated restaurant earlier in the evening, she’d been careful to conceal her age. Maybe she thought I’d care. I didn’t. I gave my name to the hostess and asked her to let Ms. Mandelsohn know that I had arrived.
It was always interesting meeting a new client—a challenge, too—getting to know her, putting her at ease, helping her to feel comfortable, working out what she wanted from a date. She needed to feel safe with me, like I’d take care of her in all senses of the words. And talking is underrated as a method of foreplay. Clients often said they felt like they’d known me for years. Well, they knew the part I showed them, which wasn’t the same thing at all. But it was enough to let me fuck them.
They didn’t always want sex—or they said they didn’t. Once they’d met me, they often changed their minds.
I started writing contemporary romance two years ago. Before that, I didn’t think I could write a sex scene. Turns out I can!
My lucky number is 13 because I was born on the 13th and live near a haunted castle by the ocean. My number one past-time is watching hot surfers get changed into (and out of) their wetsuits.
My husband doesn’t read my books. My mother does.
Writing is my love, my hobby, my total addiction. All my characters are important to me and whisper their stories, even when I’ve finished writing their books. That’s why you’ll often find bonus chapters/out-takes from various books, because those voices just won’t be quiet.
BLOG TOUR, REVIEW and GIVEAWAY – BEAUTIFUL ROSE (BEAUTIFUL ROSE #1) by MISSY JOHNSON
Beautiful Rose by Missy Johnson
(Beautiful Rose #1)
Publication date: October 24th 2013
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance
Synopsis:
Jack Falcon is a new man. Three years after he left his life behind in London, Jack finally feels settled. He’s surrounded with everything that is important to him; a great relationship with his brother, Alex, a bar he is about to re-open, and most importantly, he has control of his life and his dreams. He knows he can’t undo the wrongs of his past, but he sure as hell can determine his future. He has worked hard to move forward and nothing is going to undo that.
Until he meets Rose.
Rose Wilson has never felt normal. Since she was a child, Rose has felt nothing but the overwhelming desire to end her life and she has no idea why. We live to die, so what’s the point in living? Rose has pushed the limits in the past, and pushed people away. She can’t figure out why Jack and Alex are so insistent on helping her. Twelve years of therapy has failed to help her, so why should they be any different?
Jack sees just how beautiful and important Rose is, but convincing her of that means putting his heart on the line, something he isn’t sure he can do. He can’t deny his feeling for Rose, but that doesn’t mean he has to act on them. And Jack isn’t the only one developing feelings for Rose.
Before Rose, Jack vowed he would never let himself fall in love again.
Before Rose, he had control.
But sometimes, it’s losing control that makes you really see what’s really important in your life.
My Review:
I absolutely loved this story, which follows Jack as he moves far away after the events in Seduce. Although this is a standalone, you should read Seduce first to get an understanding of why Jack feels the way he does about relationships, and also because it is a very creative and surprising story.
Jack is now living his life in a new city and meets Rose, who also has lots of secrets in her past. Jack might not be the nicest person, but he is drawn to Rose and treats her differently from most women.
There are lots of steamy scenes in this story, along with some great supporting characters. Missy Johnson really knows how to amp up the chemistry, and the sex scenes do not disappoint! I was really rooting for Jack and Rose, I felt connected to the characters and overall I really loved this story.
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AUTHOR BIO:
Missy lives in a small town in Central Victoria with her husband, and her confused pets (a dog who think she’s a cat, a cat who thinks he’s a dog…you get the picture).
When she’s not writing, she can usually be found looking for something to read.
Author links:
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Giveaway:
DAVID (CONTROL #4) by M.S. WILLIS – Release Day Blitz and Excerpt
Blurb:
***Content Warning – This is a new adult fiction with mature themes. It contains graphic sexual situations, mature language and explicit description of sexual violence.***
Paige Stone lived anything but a normal childhood. Having been raised around an abused women’s shelter operated by her parents, Paige was a constant witness to the tragedy and heartache suffered by women at the hands of the men they trusted. Out of refusal to ever allow that to happen to her,… Paige built walls around her heart at a young age. Those walls were only fortified when tragedy struck on her sixth birthday and took from her the only friend and love she knew. Now at 22 years old, and working as a private investigator, Paige is driven by a deep need for strength, independence and a stubborn refusal to accept help from another person. Surrounding herself with her three best friends, Paige never assumed that the autonomy she had worked so hard to build could be challenged.
That was, until Paige met Daemon Pierce.
Mysterious, strong-willed, and breathtakingly beautiful, Daemon seemed to instantly know Paige better than she knew herself. Paige is disgusted by Daemon’s reputation as a womanizer, but becomes intrigued when she is unable to discover his background. Paige’s curiosity about Daemon proves to be her downfall as she is swept up in his charming and arrogant pursuit to possess her in every possible way.
For the first time in her life, Paige will struggle for control while Daemon slowly dismantles the walls she has built around herself. Only time will tell who will be victorious in their battle of wills as Daemon teaches Paige the weaknesses within herself that she never knew existed. Paige stays one step ahead in her struggle against Daemon’s controlling ways, but when tragedy strikes her life a second time, she has to choose; will she put her life in danger, or will she finally accept a helping hand?
Excerpt:
“Aaaaaaaaaaah!” O. M. G. I’m hideous! Seriously, how have you been looking at me for the past few weeks? I’m disfigured, I’m malformed, I’m … I’m … I’m unsymmetrical!” My voice was three octaves higher than could be heard by a human. I swear I heard dogs howling in the distance.
Picking up the microphone to call the nurse, I frantically pled, “Nurse? I have an emergency! Nurse!!!!! I need a plastic surgeon, stat!!!!”
Matt grimaced and attempted to wrestle the call button from my hand. I dropped the button and threw my hands up into his face. “Don’t look at me. I’m so ugly you might turn into stone! Run Matt! Run while you still can!”
“David! Would you stop it?! Seriously, it’s not that bad!” I would have believed him if he wasn’t saying those words through stifled laughter.
“Not that bad! Are you blind?! Have you not seen how my nose has moved a quarter centimeter to the right? How my cheekbones are sagging? How my chin is crooked?! Who have you been staring at over the last few weeks? Certainly not me if you think it’s not that bad! This is worse than bad. This is epically tragic! Homer could write a follow up novel to the Iliad and Odyssey based on the grotesqueness of my face! Heroes have died battling things as ugly as me! Seriously, do not let any children stumble into this room. They’ll be ruined for life! The boogeyman is real and he’s me!”
Author Bio:
M.S. Willis is a romance novelist whose debut novel, Control, was released in 2013. Although currently writing in the romance genre, Willis has plans to expand her literary pursuits into multiple genres and has no fear conquering difficult subject matters in her writing. Willis is a native Floridian who is also a photographer and musician. When not absorbing herself in written, visual or musical expression, Willis is an adrenaline junkie, a ‘closet’ video game enthusiast, and an avid outdoors person and nature lover.
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Cover Artist Bio: Jason L. Lee
Jason L Lee is a Florida Native. The arts have always been a big part of his life. Science, nature, and spirituality have been inspirations to him. He started displaying his work in 1993. In 1996 he started to venture from drawing & photography into acrylic painting. This led to painting live with local bands starting in 1998. His paintings are now created mainly at home. He uses a combination of impressionistic and illustrative painting techniques to create fantastical imagery. He is currently a Scenic Artist working for The Nassal Company and Co-Founder of the Arts Hub Organization.
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Dragonfly Necklace Creator: Verita Bolin
I started making jewelry in the 80’s. In middle school I sold bracelets. In 2004 I started selling my jewels to the public. I went to The William Holland School of Lapidary Arts to learn stone identification, wire wrapping, and chain making. In 2009 I met Jason L Lee, an artist and curator. He liked my jewelry and invited me to display in Creative Spirit Art Gallery, at 1st Friday Art Strolls and on Orange Ave. I have a company with my mother, Tita. We set up all over Florida, have an Etsy store, and Facebook page. People around the country own my jewelry.
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David will not make sense to those who have not read this series previously!
APRIL FOOLS (APRIL, #2) by KARLI PERRIN – BLOG TOUR and REVIEW
Synopsis
Love. Hate. Fear. Fate.
All four letter words.
All consuming.
Naked to the eye, they have the power to control the heart and destroy the soul.
April Adams is about to experience them like never before.
When everything in April’s life goes up in smoke, she is faced with some life changing decisions.
Join April as she continues her journey of love and loss.
Cathy’s Review:
April Fools is an enjoyable, fast-paced read. It is probably best if you read April Showers first as I don’t feel that this is really a standalone book. I thought this was a very good continuation of April Showers. April Fools begins as April has lost everything in a house fire, and deals with the aftermath of that event. I really liked that the relationship between her and Isaac grows, and I loved meeting April’s brother Brody! (I would love to read more about Brody.)
The author does a very good job at wrapping up the questions that were left at the end of April Showers, and I liked the pacing of this book. I would have liked to have felt a little more connected with the characters, but overall, April Fools is very well-written and has a great mix of drama, romance and some funny moments. I recommend this book when you want a very good, romantic read. Looking forward to reading more from this author.
(ARC provided by the author in exchange for an honest review)
Author bio
Karli Perrin is a 25 year old English Language & Linguistics graduate from Manchester, England. She has always been a big lover of books and is the author of the ‘April’ series.
She is a big believer of fate and is a sucker for a happy ending. She honestly believes that there is a reason why you are reading this right now (apart from the fact that you are awesome!)
Her ultimate goal in life is to live in a house made entirely out of books with her best friend, who also happens to be her fiancé.
…Hogwarts is plan B.
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UNTANGLE ME by CHELLE BLISS – BOOK BLITZ, EXCERPT and GIVEAWAY
Untangle Me by Chelle Bliss
Goodreads Book Link: : https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/18171014-untangle-me
Kayden is a bad boy that never played by the rules. Sophia has always been the quintessential good girl, living a life filled with disappointment. Everything changes when their lives become intertwined through a chance encounter online.
Hundreds of miles separate them, but the connection that draws them together is too much to be denied. As the layers of their lives peel back, Kayden keeps the dangerous parts of his past hidden to protect the woman who is becoming more important to him than he should allow. What starts as a pursuit of carnal pleasure turns into a complicated love story. His past is a tangled web filled with addiction, an obsessed ex-girlfriend, and problems with the law.
One mistake he thought he had left behind may end up ruining it all.
I LOVED this book! Read my review here
Excerpt:
Kayden: Come and see me. It’s summer and you’re off work. Come here, have some fun.
His text pulled me out of my sweaty naked fantasy, pulling me back to reality. Could I take that plunge? I didn’t want to be another fuck—meaningless.
Me: Feel like adding another notch to your bedpost?
My heart stopped as my phone began to ring. Kayden.
“Hey,” I said.
“Sophia, you aren’t a cheap whore. I’ve never thought of you in that way, ever.” I sighed, still unconvinced.
“Kayden, I didn’t mean to make you mad,” I said, closing my eyes, holding my breath.
“You’d didn’t make me mad at all, Sophia. I just want you to know how I feel, what I feel for you. For the first time in a long time, I look forward to waking up. I check my phone and message you before I even crawl out of bed.”
My stomach filled with butterflies, my voice quivered as I spoke. “It’s the same for me, Kayden; I just want to make sure I don’t become just another girl to you. I have to think about it.”
“Sophia, I don’t want another notch on my bedpost. I want to spend time with you. I want to show you this amazing city; you could use a little fun in your life—wipe away the navy blue.” Navy blue, I stopped seeing Bob weeks ago. I couldn’t pretend to be interested anymore. I wanted to be home to talk with Kayden, my fantasies and daydreams were far better than anything Bob could deliver. “I’ll keep my hands to myself… I’ll be a gentleman. Come on, just a weekend.”
“So you don’t want to have sex with me, then?” I covered my mouth. What the fuck did I just say?
“Fuck, yes I do,” he said, causing my core to pulse, “I plan on it, you won’t be able to resist me.” He drew out his last words, my body breaking out in a blanket of goose bumps.
I love to read, I can devour a book a day, when given the chance or having the time. I can’t pick one favorite book, there are just too many that come to mind. I do have favorite authors though. My top five authors are: Colleen Hoover, S.C. Stephens, Tarryn Fisher, CJ Roberts, and Kele Moon. I agonized over the top five. There are so many fantastic Indie authors that help feed my quest for the next best story.
Writing has been a journey unlike; filled with anguish, love, fear, and creativity. I’m excited for the next step and to share Kayden and Sophia.
Social Links:
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BARNES AND NOBLE: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/untangle-me-chelle-bliss/1117031384?ean=2940148574316
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Kayden: The Past
By Chelle Bliss
Release date: January 2nd 2014
Synopsis – Book 2:
Kayden Michaels has a past filled with sex, addiction, and heartache. A past that he’s avoided sharing with the love of his life, Sophia, and held close to his core not risking rejection. Needing to get his addictions in check and gain control of his life for the sake of his family, Kayden is forced to confront his past and make amends for the path he’s walked.
Kayden must recount every carnal act and the betrayal from those he’s loved to identify the triggers that spur his addictions and overcome it all to be worthy of Sophia’s love – his sole reason to exist.
Release Date ~ January 2, 2014
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INFINITE DESIRE (SAVANNAH SERIES #4) by DANIELLE JAMIE – BLOG TOUR, EXCERPT and GIVEAWAY
Title: Infinite Desire
Series: Savannah Series #4
Author: Danielle Jamie
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Age Group: Adult
Release date~ November 29 2013
Publisher~ Lavish Publishings
Hosted By~ Scandalous Book Blog (Scandalous Promotions)
Over the last several months, Savannah’s life has been a never-ending roller coaster ride. Every time Savannah sees the light at the end of the tunnel and her world stops spinning, another obstacle is thrown in her path. Kayden had always been her rock, the constant in her life over the most difficult months of her life. A story leaked, making Savannah doubt everything including Kayden’s love. Leaving their fate hanging in the balance, she ran. But after learning the truth, Savannah set out to correct her wrongs and win Kayden back. Will Kayden put the past behind them, and focus on the future they could have together? Or will Savannah be heartbroken and all alone again? Savannah thought their love was infinite and indestructible. After everything they’ve been through, how can they wade through the past and believe in their love? Will Savannah and Kayden get their happily every after, or will the past jeopardize their future? Only a special kind of love can survive the trials and tribulations life tosses in your way. Is Kayden and Savannah’s love strong enough to make it through the strongest of storms? Only time will tell.
BOOK TRAILER
“You may be blonde Trixie, but you’re far from being that stupid. You’re an evil bitch, who has no fuckin’ life so you get your kicks from making everyone around you miserable! You think Savannah‘s slap hurt, just remember I throw punches bitch, and I don‘t hold back. You even think about causing any more heartache for Savannah and I‘ll beat your ass seven-ways-to-Sunday!”
Clenching my fists I fight the urge to physically remove Trixie from my club. She needs to get the fuck outta here before I lose it. Dixon and Braxton must notice my entire body shaking with fury, because they leap to their feet, quickly trying to get Trixie to go elsewhere. I’m grateful when I spot them dragging her over to one of our bouncers and he escorts her out of the club.
Brooklyn glances at me momentarily over her shoulder, with her eyes scrunched together looking mad as hell before running after Savannah.
Fuck! Now Brooklyn’s pissed at me! So much for a fun relaxing weekend with my boys, this night has turned to shit. Jax had the right idea going straight to gambling.
“I have to go find Savannah, try to sort all this shit out, you guys coming or staying here?” Ranking my fingers through my hair, I look back to where Savannah disappeared to. I don’t see her or Brooklyn anywhere.
“We’ll hang here, have some more drinks. Maybe walk around chat up some people. Go find Savannah.” Braxton tells me clapping me on the back. “If you need us just shoot one of us a text.”
Not wasting any time, I maneuver through the crowed. There are people dancing by the tables making it hard to get through. With alcohol coursing through my veins my head is foggy, and every step I take my entire body feels off balance. I feel like a ping pong ball bouncing off of people as I try to find Savannah.
After what feels like an eternity, I finally spot Savannah and Brooklyn. My heart stops in my chest as my blood boils inside my veins when I see who they’re with. Standing beside Savannah, resting his hand on her fuckin’ arm is Shayne. I immediately see red.
Clenching my hands into fists along my sides, and taking in hard sharp breaths, I make my way towards them. Friend or not, seeing Shayne consoling my girl is too much after knowing he was all over her in LA last night. There’s people screaming and dancing all around me, but all I see is Savannah. My feet freeze in place as her eyes lock onto mine. The hurt I see in them is almost too much, but I’m too far gone to stop the course I’m on.
Taking long strides, I reach Shayne within seconds, with my anger sobering me up quickly. Savannah see’s the all too familiar look in my eye that says I’m ready to throw down. Friends don’t fuck with other friends women, especially one’s they’re engaged to.
Reaching out for me with desperation in her voice Savannah tries to stop me, “Kayden!”
Ignoring her I focus all my attention on Shayne. His lips instantly curl up in a Cheshire grin. “Hey, Knox.” He greets me with his laid back persona but his face shows me the truth. He has to know that I’ve read the bullshit story going around about Savannah and him. I threw this fuckin’ party for him, and he hasn’t even once tried to clear the air with me tonight. He’s shady as fuck, and I want nothing more than to knock that smug smile off of his fuckin’ face.
“Don’t try to act all fuckin’ friendly with me Shayne. I see straight through your bullshit. First you’re all over my girl last night, and now I find you yet again with her?”
Brooklyn and Savannah wanting to stop this before it escalates try to talk me down, but I drown them out. I put all my attention onto the piece of shit in front of me. He may think I’m to chicken shit to fight him because he does MMA, but he’s never been more wrong. I never back down from a fight, and never have I in my entire twenty six years ever lost a fight. I don’t intend on that changing tonight.
“Is there not enough women throwing themselves at you Shayne? You have to try and get with Savannah?” I spit out at him.
He throws his head back letting out a small chuckle. Taking a pull from his beer, Shayne shifts his eyes off of me, and onto Savannah. I immediately notice her become uncomfortable under his gaze, and drop her eyes immediately down to the floor.
Slamming his empty bottle down onto the table beside him, Shayne focus his attention back onto me, “If you want to get all territorial Knox, than I can too. I take it from the way you’re talking; Savannah hasn’t brought you up to speed on all of the men from her past. If she had, I know you sure as hell wouldn’t be throwing me this party tonight, and our friendship would’ve been over the minute you two got together.”
What the fuck is he talking about? Did I drink more than I thought tonight and I’m now hallucinating?
Reaching out to me, Savannah rests her hand on my forearm. I can feel her nerves bubbling over as her handshakes against my skin. The electricity that sparks between us the moment our skin connects is overwhelming. I’ve ached for her touch this entire time we’ve been apart, but now my feelings are all over the place I feel desire engulfed with a roaring fire of anger.
Her voice comes out shaky as she shouts over the music and chatter around us, “Kayden please don’t do this. Come with me please, so we can talk about this privately.”
I shake my head back and forth ever so slowly, as I bring my focus back to Shayne. “I’m not going anywhere. Not until Shayne here has his moment on his soap box. Go on Shayne; please enlighten me on your relationship with my fiancée?” My heart is hammering so forcefully against my chest that it feels like any second it’s going to burst out of my chest.
Leaning against the table and resting his hands on either side of himself Shayne turns to Savannah, “Sorry doll, I won’t let him walk around acting like I’m trying to stick my dick into his chick.”
The posse that’s filling Shayne’s VIP table has now focused their attention onto us and what’s transpiring.
“This is fuckin’ stupid. You two need to stop this pissing contest, and get over your freakin’ selves! You’re friends! Don’t let something so elementary come between you two. Kayden threw you this party for Christ sake!” Brooklyn says stepping between Shayne and me. The determination in her voice causes a knot in my stomach to form.
Raking my fingers through my hair, and letting out a sharp breath, I step around Brooklyn, causing Shayne to bring his attention back to me. Forcing myself between them, I fist his t-shirt causing everyone around us to gasp. Cell phones are turning on all around us as people begin taping our altercation.
“Say what you have to say, my patience is running thin!”
Shayne’s flashes a small smile up at me before reciprocating my actions, and fisting my shirt into his hand as well. “Don’t push me Knox, I never turn down a fight no matter who the fuck it is.”
A raspy chuckle escapes my mouth as Shayne’s words sink in. “I never back down either. I’d hate to beat your ass a week before the big fight, but you keep pushing me and you’ll leave me no other option. So say whatever the fuck you gotta say before I knock your ass out just for the simple fact that you had your mouth on Savannah last night.”
Shoving me off of him, he releasing his hold on my shirt looking at me and everyone who’s accumulated around us. Sliding his hand over his buzzed head Shayne finally begins to speak. He’s still has the same cocky grin on his face, but I can see anger erupting in his eyes as I stand toe to toe with him.
“You may have Savannah now, but I had her first. I helped her sooth her broken heart, and it was the best lay of my life. I had no idea handcuffing a woman to my car and fucking her brains out could be so arousing. I swear I sported a hard on for days after that. Every time I drive my car…” I can’t hear any more of this; I need to stop the vile words that are pouring out of his mouth. Without thinking, I connect my first with his face.
“You’re fuckin’ dead!” I scream as I block a punch he throws at me after the shock of being punched wares off. Fisting his shirt in my hands I rip him off of the table he fell back onto. Blood is pouring out of his nose, and the corner of his mouth. Spitting out some onto the floor, and wiping the rest away onto his shirt, Shayne stares me down. He throws another punch, this time connecting with my jaw. Instantly pain courses through my jaw and into my ear. Massaging my mouth, I flash him a small smile, “Come on Shayne, I know you can hit better than that!”
I can hear Savannah and Brooklyn screaming at us to stop somewhere behind us, but right now my entire focus is on the piece of shit who fucked her. I know it was before us but it still pisses me off, he continues to pursue her.
The next few seconds go by in a blur; we end up on the floor each taking punch for punch. The entire VIP area has formed a circle around us, and I know for a fact this shits going to go viral within the hour, but I don’t give a flying fuck at the moment.
I feel a pair of hands grab onto me pulling me off of Shayne, and I spin around to find one of my bouncers are dragging me away from Shayne, while another pulls Shayne off of the ground and escorting him out of the VIP area.
Looking around the crowd I no longer see Savannah anywhere. I spot Dixon and Braxton making their way through the crowd of people who are slowly returning to their partying now that the show’s over. Lifting my shirt up I wipe my mouth, my white t-shirt is now ripped and stained with blood.
“What the fuck was that!?” Dixon screams at me as security follows us to my office.
Giving him a, don’t fuck with me look, I ignore him and stock towards my office door. My head is too fucked up to process all this shit right now.
I can hear Braxton and Dixon talking behind me as we push our way through the crowd on the dance floor. The sound of Britney Spears and Will-I-Am bumping out of the speakers makes my head instantly pound.
Memories of Savannah dancing to this song plays in my mind like a movie, swaying her hips to Scream and Shout, as she climbed onto the stripper pole in our limo. Never in my life was so consumed with desire for a woman before Savannah. Ever since our first night together I’ve been addicted to her taste, her touch, needing it like an addict needs his next fix.
I can’t blame Shayne for wanting her; fuck any man with half a brain would want her. Just the fact that someone I’ve known for so long is the person trying to take her away from me is more than I can take.
Amazon Bestselling Author and a mother of 3 wonderful kids. Madison 9 Bailey 5 and Finn 2. I run a successful online boutique, Bailey Booper’s Boutique; many of my items featured on Teen Mom 2. I live in a small town in NY with my husband of 10 years, enjoying my happily ever after. My perfect day is spending time at the beach, I love the Ocean. I’m an outdoorsy type of girl; every chance I get I’m outside walking or running around with my kids.
I have been writing for as long as I can remember but I finally decide to peruse my dreams of sharing my stories with the world when I published my first Novel Irresistible Desire back in March 2013.
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COVER REVEAL – AWAKEN (SPIRAL OF BLISS #3) by NINA LANE
Title: Awaken (Spiral of Bliss #3)
Author: Nina Lane
Genre: Contemporary Romance 18+
Publication Date: January 7, 2014
Cover Design: Victoria Colotta of VMC Art & Design
Synopsis
“I love that you love me, professor.”
“I love loving you, beauty.”
Since their intense, passionate beginning, Professor Dean West and his wife Olivia have fought dark secrets and betrayal in order to save their marriage. Now reeling in the aftermath of a personal tragedy, Liv and Dean are driven further apart by a vindictive threat to Dean’s career.
Struggling to stand on her own for the first time in years, Liv is determined to defend her husband and prove herself. Then an unexpected letter dredges up old insecurities and endangers Liv’s newfound independence. As Dean fights for his professional life, he is forced to confront his worst fear when he discovers that he can’t protect his beloved wife from her own painful past.
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About the Author
USA Today bestselling author Nina Lane writes hot, sexy romances and spicy erotica. Originally from California, she loves traveling and thinks St. Petersburg, Russia is a city everyone should visit at least once. Nina also spent many years in graduate school studying art history and library sciences.
Although she would go back for another degree if she could because she’s that much of a bookworm, she now lives the happy life of a full-time writer. Nina’s novel The Erotic Dark hit #1 on Amazon’s Erotica Bestseller list.
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Book Review – A Beautiful Wedding (A Beautiful Disaster Novella) by Jamie McGuire
Synopsis:
You know that Abby Abernathy unexpectedly became Mrs. Maddox. But what do you really know?
Why did Abby pop the question?
What secrets were shared before the ceremony?
Where did they spend their wedding night?
Who else knew about it . . . and didn’t tell?
Everything about Abby and Travis’s elopement was top-secret . . . until now. Fans of Beautiful Disaster and Walking Disaster will get all of their questions answered in this whirlwind tale of the wedding day (and night!)—and as with all good stories, this one will definitely have been worth the wait.
Review:
5 stars!!
The publisher very graciously sent me a copy of this gorgeous book to review. From the minute I opened this book, I remembered why I LOVE Travis Maddox so much. This story brought me back to those treasured times when I would get lost in a book! A Beautiful Wedding answers all the questions you might have about the circumstances surrounding Travis and Abby’s wedding. It is funny, it is tender, it is swoon-worthy and yes, I cried several times during the story!
Jamie McGuire is such a great writer that I immediately re-connected with these characters and was drawn right back into their story. This novella can definitely be read in one sitting but I kind of wanted to draw it out because I love Travis so much. This fantastic story is a must-read for all fans of the Beautiful Disaster series!
Favorite lines:
“We only got one shot at a wedding night, and I wanted it to be perfect.”
“A Maddox boy will take you all the way to the edge, but if you go with him, he’ll follow you anywhere.”
“If you’re not with me, it’s not where I want to be.”
(A copy was provided by the publisher in exchange for an honest review.)
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Jamie McGuire is the New York Times bestselling author of five other novels: Walking Disaster, Beautiful Disaster, Providence, Requiem, and Eden. She and her husband, Jeff, live with their children just outside Enid, Oklahoma, with three dogs, six horses, and a cat named Rooster. Please visit her at JamieMcGuire.com
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