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An Insurgent’s Wedding by Chiah Wilder @EJBookPromos @chiah_wilder

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Title: An Insurgent’s Wedding
Series: Insurgents Motorcycle Club
Author: Chiah Wilder
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: December 19, 2016
Since the beginning, everything about Hawk and Cara’s relationship has always been rough, hot, and passionate. When the VP of the Insurgents MC had first locked eyes with the feisty lawyer, he’d known he’d make her his forever. Cara fought the intense feelings she had for the rugged, tatted bad boy, but she finally gave him her heart and body. 

And now, they are finally ready to tie the knot. To join their two worlds, Cara is having her classy society wedding and Hawk is throwing a big biker wedding for his brotherhood. 

Nothing can destroy their joy. 

Then someone from their past materializes, lurking in the shadows, and waiting to destroy the happiness the couple has fought so hard to have.

When danger comes to Pinewood Springs, Hawk and Cara’s love for each other will be tested in ways no newlyweds should have to endure. Hawk will have to do whatever it takes to make sure his beloved woman is safe and by his side for life.

Will Hawk be able to be there for Cara when she needs him the most?

Weddings are stressful and marriage can be challenging, but when a woman marries an outlaw the stakes are higher and more dangerous than ever….

An Insurgent’s Wedding is 66,682 words.

Hawk’s Property, Book 1, is included with An Insurgent’s Wedding. It should be read first. 

An Insurgent’s Wedding is Hawk and Cara’s continuing story. It is part of the Insurgents MC series and is NOT a standalone romance novel. Book 1, Hawk’s Property, must be read in order to understand and enjoy An Insurgent’s Wedding. This book contains violence, sexual assault (not graphic), strong language, and steamy/graphic sexual scenes. It describes the life and actions of an outlaw motorcycle club. If any of these issues offend you, please do not read the book. HEA. No cliffhangers! The book is intended for readers over the age of 18.
 

Chiah Wilder is the author of Hawk’s Property, the first book in the Insurgents MC Series. It is a full length, standalone novel. Its release date is set for October 27, 2015.
 
Always a lover of books, she began writing at a young age and continued through college with collections of short stories. Figuring she had to grow up and get a “real” job, her writing was placed on the back burner. 
 
Her love of reading has always be center front in her life. Chiah’s love of bad boys both in and out of fiction has inspired her Insurgents series. She loves an alpha male whose softer side is brought out by a passionate, spirited woman. In fiction there are no rules or boundaries, and fantasies can go as far as the characters want to take them. Steamy, biker romances with rough, sexy bad boys are her guilty pleasure along with brownies, cheddar cheese, and movie marathons. 
 
Returning to writing has been a dream come true. Writing and publishing Hawk’s Property has been an amazing journey, and she is happy to share the Insurgents family with her readers. She is busy writing her next book in the series.
 
Chiah would love to hear from you. You can contact her at: chiahwilder@gmail.com

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Frontline Angel by Genevieve Jordayne @EJBookPromos @GenJordayne

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Title: Frontline Angel
Author: Genevieve Jordayne
Genre: Historical Romance
Release Date: October 16, 2016
Available on Kindle Unlimited

Frontline Angel takes its readers from 1940s Wisconsin to the Philippine Islands just prior to World War 2 and through the Japanese occupation and liberation. It tells the tale of Eliza-a small-town Midwestern girl with dreams of travel and adventure who enlists with the United States Army Nurse Corps despite her parents’ protests. Eliza will find the fun and adventure she desired as well as an unexpected romance with a handsome soldier. Yet all changes overnight as war destroys her tropical paradise. Our heroine must quickly adapt in order to survive the harsh, unforgiving jungle climate, and become a skilled combat nurse on the frontline. The story will take you from the fall of the islands through the terrible conditions endured by those placed in internment camps and their struggle for liberation. Can Eliza find the strength and courage needed to survive such horror and still emerge with her spirit unbroken?

“I was amazed as I read this book , it was excellently written.” – Reader Review

“Such an awesome unheard story.” – Reader Review

“This is a fantastic book about heroes from WWII that are often ignored.” – Reader Review

It was a short, restless sleep for Eliza. When she awoke, she quickly freshened up and ran to the hospital to find out if there was any news. She was informed that their worst nightmares were now reality: The Japanese had arrived to destroy her paradise.
That morning, the first bombs had fallen at Camp John Hay near Baguio, the town where Eliza and Reese had shared their romantic weekend together. Baguio was a perfect target because it was the most important military and commercial center in Northern Luzon. The Japanese bombers then arrived at the main base of the Army Air Corps in the Western Pacific, Clark Air Field, and Fort Stotsenberg.
In some sort of failed communication, the Americans had been grossly unprepared and were caught completely unaware. Most were enjoying lunch when the Japanese were able to arrive undetected and launch a deadly and destructive attack. Scores of American fighter and bomber aircrafts were lined up wingtip to wingtip. The planes were fully armed but completely unmanned. Bomb after bomb was dropped. Some of the soldiers tried to make it to their planes. Others were shooting at the Japanese aircraft with old, antiquated firearms that were useless against the skilled, sleek attacker. In the end there were only seven planes that had not been destroyed. The once beautiful area was a burning mess of mangled, twisted aircraft.
Eliza and the other nurses at Sternberg Hospital couldn’t believe the horror stories flooding in. People began to speculate about whether Manila would be attacked as well. Of course, some had tried to reassure that the capital would be safe although no one seemed to be very confident in their assurances.
Shortly thereafter, a messenger came in and said that an invasion force under the command of General Masaharu Homma had been spotted and they were planning to launch a ground attack. The entire group was issued helmets and gas masks, as the Japanese were known for using a variety of poison gases in combat. Eliza was handed a pamphlet to accompany her gas mask that detailed ways to detect poisonous gasses and how to care for patients exposed to them. The group of nurses was told that a decontamination area was being set up in one of the wards. Eliza’s eyes widened at the thought of poison mustard gas. If it weren’t so very real she would almost laugh at the expectation to learn how to detect these gasses and care for exposed patients from a simple brochure. I guess this is war now; time to think on the fly.
An hour or so later, a young Filipino boy approached Eliza with a note that informed her that Reese and Jimmy were going to be transported to Clark Air Field along with several other soldiers. They were headed straight into the war zone! Eliza stared at the words on the note and looked down at the strange contraption in her hands, feeling the cold stab of fear go through her. Is this really happening?
That afternoon, the entire group of 35 doctors and 37 nurses stationed at Sternberg Hospital were called to meet with their commanding officers. They were informed that the attack at Fort Stotsenberg had been a complete disaster for the Americans. In the wake of the attack, there were dead and wounded soldiers and civilians everywhere. The medical staff at Fort Stotsenberg was so overwhelmed they had put in an urgent call to Sternberg to send help.
A commanding officer stated that the medical staff in Stotsenberg was
in desperate need for those with any surgical experience. He and Miss Davis had decided to send 5 Army nurses to Stotsenberg, and they wondered if there were any volunteers. The room went silent. The thought of all those people that lost their lives made Eliza queasy but she
knew there were scores of people needing help, too many for the doctors and nurses to care for without reinforcements. She could be closer to Reese in Stotsenberg than she would staying in Manila.  
Eliza knew what she had to do. She raised her hand to volunteer with much more gusto than she was actually feeling. The next thing she knew she was packing up her helmet and gas mask and shuttled into the group of soldiers waiting for their transportation. She was able to find Reese and Jimmy and together they walked up the steps of the bus that was going to take them to war.
Genevieve Jordayne has proudly worked in the field of nursing for nearly a decade. In addition to writing her novels, she is a practicing Family Nurse Practitioner and nursing history aficionado. Genevieve lives in rural Minnesota with her husband, three little boys, and two rambunctious boxers.

Jordayne is currently working on her second novel.

Exes by Aria Hawthorne @EJBookPromos @FrenchKissPress

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EXES – A Second Chance Billionaire Romance Novel
by Aria Hawthorne
Genre: Contemporary Romance Standalone
Release Date: January 3, 2016
Publisher: French Kiss Press, LLC
When Chicago real estate tycoon Harvey Zale pings a “friend of a friend” with a flirtatious text, he never expects to start an addictive sexting affair with a complete stranger. He’s a billionaire who can get any woman he wants, but he can’t have her—his mysterious, sultry Contessa, who inspires his nightly confessions and soothes more than just his conscience from the consequences of his own shallow ambitions. For better or worse, he’s determined to build the tallest towers in the world and he needs to sell his Chicago riverfront property to finance it. But when Alma Castillo, the Lara Croft of antique hunters, shows up on his land, claiming the existence of a priceless Tiffany stained glass window and doing everything in her power to muck up his deal, he knows he’s got more than a stray cat to collar and tame. She’s not only on a mission to save priceless antiques, but she’s also on a personal crusade to hate his guts.

He would know. She served him divorce papers a year ago, just to prove it.

And he’d care a helluva lot more if his ex-wife’s sassy tongue and wicked intelligence didn’t turn him every time she called him “a**hole” and if she didn’t look so damn cute in those baggy overalls, disguising her affinity for being naughty as much as being nice. 

Perhaps even as naughty as his Contessa, who unlike his ex, doesn’t know anything about his real identity or reputation, which flames his desires to escalate their fantasy relationship into the reality of one scorching night of mindblowing sex…

If he could only get his mind of his ex…God, woman—if she would just let him pleasure her scornful frown and turn it oh, oh, oooohhhh so upside down, he’d be all good.

But no one ever said it was easy being a greedy opportunistic billionaire bastard, especially one who happens to know there’s nothing better than sex with an ex… 

Second Chance Billionaire Romance Novel – Suitable for mature readers; 18+ years – Full-length, stand-alone novel with HEA.
Bestselling author Aria Hawthorne loves writing about billionaire men who lavish their women with expensive jewelry and ravish them like queens in bed. CLOSER – A Billionaire Romance was awarded a KDP Select “All-Star” award from Amazon US and UK for being one of the Top 100 “Most-Read” Kindle novels following its launch. EXES – A Second Chance Billionaire Romance novel is her newest stand alone release. Once upon a time, she lived in the grand lakefront city of Chicago; now, like a forlorn lover, she simply yearns for the day when she can return to it. You can find more information about her on her Facebook author page: https://www.facebook.com/AuthorAriaHawthorne/

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Gravity by A.B. Bloom @EJBookPromos #YA #Paranormal #Romance @annabloombooks

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Title: Gravity
Series: Gravity Series #1
Author: A.B. Bloom
Genre: YA Paranormal Romance
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They are calling it the End of Days. 

 The world is plunging into darkness, the days growing shorter and the nights longer. Meteor showers are falling to the earth and there are some who would take advantage of the growing darkness.

For sixteen-year-old Bronte Bell, her problems are closer to home. Since her birthday she’s become weaker, her bones breaking, her hair falling out and plagued with constant migraines. No one can explain why. Until a mysterious new boy arrives and tells her that everything is not as it seems. She is not what she seems.

Drawn into a war that divides the sky, Bronte is torn between her desire to save the world and her growing connection with Nick. But she will have to let go of reality as she knows it, if she is to accept her role in destiny before the Hunter, who has been tracking her since birth, finds and destroys any chance she has of making the choice which is her birthright to make.

Her destiny will change everything.

 

“My excitement about this book is beyond controllable! I want, no I need EVERYONE to read this book. It’s the author’s first Paranormal book, but I guarantee you its AMAZING!!” ~Willow’s Corner 5 Star Review


“This story is so refreshing. So beautiful so different. It left me speechless and content at the end. I was like: yes. That was IT.” ~Heavenly Good Books 5 Star Review

“Listen. Can you just take the cap off? It’s annoying me.”
He laughed, an unexpected sound. He seemed too intense to be the kind of person to laugh. “Well, I’d hate to annoy you.” He swept the cap off, leaving a shock of jet-black hair standing on end.
“Oh.” My mouth fell open.
“Oh, what?” His eyes narrowed and I snapped my mouth shut.
“Nothing.” I took a few breaths, just to make sure I was alive and there was the slimmest chance this was real. “So, am I going to ask the questions or are you going to talk?”
He laughed again, and I was sure his body pitched a little bit closer to mine. Violet eyes pinned me in place and I struggled to remember how to swallow. “When you were seven you decided you wanted to climb trees.”
My body stiffened. “Yes?”
“There’s a fir tree in your back garden that’s easily sixty feet high.”
“Yes?”
“What do you remember about the time you fell?” The violets flickered at me. “It was August and scorching hot, you were wearing red shorts and a yellow T-shirt. You fell through the branches like a pine cone?”
I stared up into his face, his skin was dark olive, eyes burning bright. My tongue ran along my lips while my heart made a terrible thudding noise in my chest. “I don’t.” I whispered. “I woke up and I was on the ground.”
“I know. I caught you.” My body stepped back although his hand darted out and snatched hold of mine. “Bronte, I’ve been watching you your whole life. I know it sounds weird.” His nose scrunched as he contemplated just how weird it sounded.
“Why?”“Because,” he ran a hand through his hair, making it stick up at electrifying angles. “Because you’re the last of the star children. The last of the half born.”


I rubbed my thigh, which was already aching with that heavy lead sensation that comes from a dead limb, and tried to gain my footing.
“Easy there.” A hand jutted out and grasped my elbow, stabilizing me as I threatened to topple again.
“Sorry,” I mumbled. My cheeks were glowing a vicious, volcanic, burn. I could live without Eleanor Heavers finding out I’d fallen over not once, but twice on the first day. I knew she would, though. Gossip spread through the school like fire through a parched forest.
“You seem to be vertically challenged.” The voice was soft, bringing a low bell to mind. My stomach felt all squishy, which was odd when combined with numb legs.
My eyes snapped up into the shadowed face of the boy from the picnic bench. His face tilted under the worn peak of his baseball cap. His features obscured in shadows so I couldn’t get a good look at the caps owner. “I am not.” I stated. My blatant lie made the burn running along my cheeks intensify until I was uncomfortably hot. He was scrutinising me and I didn’t know why. I stood there, while from under the cap, I knew he was evaluating what he saw. I prickled, straightening my shoulders. I didn’t exactly march off down the corridor in outrage at his blatant presumptuous scrutiny. I just kind of suspended there while he stared from under the cap.

“No?” he asked. His fingers still held my elbow, and I tried to peer closer so I could see him better. It was an impulse I couldn’t ignore and I shifted forward.
“You also don’t seem to grasp the concept of personal space.” He stepped away, breaking the spell that had pulled me towards him. The burning flush transformed into an all out uncomfortable sweat.
“Sorry, I was just. Um, just.” What was I doing?

“Just, what?” The voice sounded like it might be amused if it could be arsed.
“Just trying to see you.” The words blurted from my mouth, clanging into the air around me like boulders into a small rain puddle.
“Trying to see what?” As he spoke, my bag slipped off my shoulder. It smashed onto the floor with the heavy thud that twenty overdue library books will make. I scrambled to pick up the mess.


“You,” I said. Glancing up, I looked to see his reaction to my outrageous declaration, but there was nobody there. Just me and an empty hallway and the bell tolling on the wall, telling me I was late for my first class.

I’m Anna Bloom a contemporary romance writer. 
My heart lies with mature young adult, I just love writing about first love and the trials and tribulations of young romance. When I do write for adults I like it to be about second chances, not only in love but in life itself. 

I live in Surrey with my husband, three children, two cats and a dog with a beard. I love cooking, especially if I’m also holding a glass of wine at the same time. I’m trying to get into growing my own veg . . . but I may just stick to writing books. 

Currently I’m enjoying time at home with my new baby who’s only a few months old and writing on a full time basis. When I can I love to read and watch all things supernatural on the telly : )
I’m a big believer in true love, even the instant kind and I’m at my happiest when I’m writing stories about it for other people to enjoy.

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Acquired Asset by ZN Willett @EJBookPromos @znwillett

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Title: Acquired Asset
Author: Z.N. Willett
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Published: November 6, 2016
In the business world, Christopher Colby is a force to be reckoned with—admired by many, he’s an intelligent, confident, smooth-talking COO who will stop at nothing to get what he wants.

 

To Quinn Cordell, Christopher is a demon reincarnated—a sexy, self-centered, cocky bastard who is trying his damnedest to take over her family’s company.

 

Normally, Quinn handles men like that very well—with precision and tactics of her own.

 

Quinn understands Christopher’s type.

 

But what Quinn doesn’t understand is, why she allowed Christopher to grope her in a supply closet?

 



“A love story involving two strong personalities who clash repeatedly, both personally and professionally. If you love a story filled with passion and drama, this is the book for you.”
– Melanie Moreland New York Times/USA Today Bestselling Author

“May I cut in?” Mr. Clueless interrupted.

 

My eyes locked on to his green ones. At that point, I welcomed the pervert. He didn’t wait for Tony to respond and took my hand, whisking me away from him. “Should I be surprised that you’re light on your feet?” I asked.
The man could dance.
“I’m surprised you can move in that dress.”
“What is it with you and this dress?”
He thought for a while, and then held me tighter as he whispered, “Can you get on your knees in that dress?”
I gasped, attempting to pull away from him, though he only held me tighter.
“Can those long legs wrap around broad shoulders in that dress?” He grinned.
I couldn’t believe what he was saying to me, never mind the fact I was in the middle of a crowded dance floor, while some stranger was verbally getting me off.
“Do you spew out language like that to every woman you meet?” I hissed.
His grin shifted crooked as his eyes landed on my breasts. “You’re my first, and I must say I would have loved to have popped that cherry in that dress.”
My traitorous nubs hardened.
I wanted this man.
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Z.N. Willett is the girl who has seen more than she has ever wanted; yet decided to add to that world by writing Hollywood romances. A northern girl, but a southerner at heart, loving anything and everything about love and romance. So much that once upon a time she had a career as a wedding and events coordinator. When Z.N. decided to do something she was passionate about, she added her love for travel to the mix. An avid shoeaholic, deep down she’s a sappy romantic who happens to believe that love can truly conquer all.

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The Current Between Us by Kindle Alexander @EJBookPromos @KindleAlexander

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Title: The Current Between Us
Includes Deleted Scenes
Author: Kindle Alexander
Genre: M/M Romance
Re-Release Date: November 29, 2016

Gage Synclair, international, hard-hitting investigative photojournalist, is preparing for the final special report of his career…a story of deception and murder six long years in the making. And after ten years in some of the worst parts of the world, he’s ready to settle life down and open an art gallery in his hometown of Chicago. The only thing getting in his way, he needs to find a competent electrician to finish the job before his grand opening.

Trent Cooper, electrical contractor, is surprised by the last minute request for a fast-paced electrical remodel, wanting nothing more than to get his foot in the door with Layne Construction. Being gay in the construction industry isn’t easy, nor is being father to his two young adopted children. Trent keeps his life in separate zones to avoid a short circuit. But when the gallery owner propositions him on the first day, Trent can’t help but think his worlds are a little too close for comfort.

Will their high-voltage passion spark everlasting love or will their lives break the circuit between them forever?


“Highly recommended read… what are you waiting for, get a wriggle on and discover for yourself what a great book it is!” – Sinfully Sexy Book Reviews

“…a really good M/M with great steamy romance, cute kids, a thrilling resolution and several unexpected turns” – Reader Review

“This is seriously hot romantic MM story. It has a nice mixture of mystery and suspense to add to the page turn-ability.” – Reader Review

Best Selling Author Kindle Alexander is an innovative writer, and a genre-crosser who writes classic fantasy, romance, suspense, and erotica in both the male/male and male/female genres. It’s always a surprise to see what’s coming next!

I live in the suburbs of Dallas where it’s true, the only thing bigger than an over active imagination, may be women’s hair!
Usually, I try for funny. Humor is a major part of my life – I love to laugh, and it seems to be the thing I do in most situations – regardless of the situation, but jokes are a tricky deal… I don’t want to offend anyone and jokes tend to offend. So instead I’m going to tell you about Kindle.

I tragically lost my sixteen year old daughter to a drunk driver. She had just been at home, it was early in the night and I heard the accident happen. I’ll never forget that moment. The sirens were immediate and something inside me just knew. I left my house, drove straight to the accident on nothing more than instinct. I got to be there when my little girl died – weirdly, I consider that a true gift from above. She didn’t have to be alone.

That time in my life was terrible. It’s everything you think it would be times about a billion. I love that kid. I loved being her mother and I loved watching her grow into this incredibly beautiful person, both inside and out. She was such a gift to me. To have it all ripped away so suddenly broke me.

Her name was Kindle. Honest to goodness – it was her name and she died a few weeks before Amazon released their brand new Kindle ereader. She had no idea it was coming out and she would have finally gotten her name on something! Try finding a ruler with the name Kindle on it.. It never happened.

Through the course of that crippling event I was lucky enough to begin to write with a dear friend in the fan fiction world of Facebook. She got me through those dark days with her unwavering support and friendship. There wasn’t a time she wasn’t there for me. Sometimes together and sometimes by myself, we built a world where Kindle lives and stands for peace, love and harmony. It’s its own kind of support group. I know without question I wouldn’t be here today without her.

Find out more by visiting http://www.kindlealexander.com or email me at kindle@kindlealexander.com

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PERFECTLY PAIRED by Lexi Blake @InkSlingerPR @authorlexiblake

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perfectlypaired_highresA table for two

Waitress Tiffany Hayes knows what she wants and she wants Sebastian. Top’s grumpy sommelier calls to her in a way no man has before. She simply needs to show him that they belong together. Finding an opportunity to spend some quality time with him turns out to be the easy part. Convincing Sebastian to look beyond his damaged heart and soul is far more difficult.

A thirst he can’t deny

After losing everything he held dear, Sebastian Lowe has finally rebuilt his life and the walls around his heart. Tiffany is a sweet temptation he struggles to resist. She’s bright and complex, but he’s sure she can’t handle his dark desires. When they’re thrown together on an assignment, he can’t help himself.

A perfect pairing

 

As passion builds, the new lovers are both forced to face their pasts. To have a future, they must find a way to heal the wounds they thought would haunt them forever.

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Damn but she was a beautiful woman. She was also something he needed to keep his hands off of. No matter what Big Tag said, he did not date women he worked with.
He didn’t really date anyone. He played with subs. When the need got too great, he found a partner for a brief time. He didn’t sleep with anyone. He fucked, and that was starting to get very old. Empty.
“So you said something about house rules?” Tiffany leaned forward, her elbows on the bar. “Are these housekeeping rules or like big bad Dom rules?”
“I don’t suppose I differentiate.” He couldn’t let those big eyes of hers soften him up. It had almost happened at her apartment. When she’d stood up after he’d spanked her and there had been tears running down her face, his impulse had been to reach for her. He’d wanted to draw her in the way he had that night when she was drunk and she’d cried on his shoulder. He’d wanted to smooth back her hair and promise her everything was going to be all right, that he could fix things for her. It was a path that was sure to lead to discomfort for her and humiliation for him. “I prefer a clean living space. I don’t like for things to be messy. I expect that you will keep your things in their proper place.”
Because no matter how hard he tried, he could still trip. The legs he now walked on were only a year old. He’d spent the first two years in a wheelchair.
The Garden’s Wheelchair Dom.
He still wasn’t completely comfortable in the prosthetics.
“I can try,” she said with a frown. “I’ll be honest, I’m not the world’s biggest neat freak.”
He’d been able to tell that from the state of her apartment. It had been cluttered, a bit dusty. With the exception of her easel. That had been perfectly taken care of. He rather wished he’d taken the time to ask to see her art.
He’d seen one painting that night he’d taken her home. It had been a painting of three laughing girls, the swirling colors so vibrant he could hear them giggling as they splashed in a puddle on a rainy day. The figures had been more impressions than photographic reality, but he’d known what she was trying to convey.
“If you cook I’ll clean, and the other way around.” He’d started a list in his head on the long drive. The drive that would have been considerably shorter had they left at the proper time. As she’d sung along to sugary pop songs after she’d changed his radio, he’d sat and considered how to proceed.
With caution. Lots and lots of caution.
“I’m not the best cook in the world,” he continued, “but I can manage. Most nights, of course, we’ll be eating at Top as our training sessions for the new restaurant will last long hours, but I would prefer to eat breakfast here rather than skipping the meal or picking up fast food. Eric made sure the fridge was stocked with a few items I requested.”
“Breakfast.” She gave him a little salute with her free hand. “I can manage that.”
“In addition to our duties at Top, we will now be taking on the additional task of appearing to be a long-term D/s couple, and we need to talk about what that should look like.” Another thing he’d been thinking about ever since that moment the trap had closed around him. “You know you probably could have gotten us out of this assignment. It’s much more difficult for the Dom to say no. The sub always holds the power. Is there a reason you didn’t use yours today?”
“I didn’t want to,” she replied simply. “I don’t have a full-time Dom and I thought it would be interesting to see what that’s like.”
Was she thinking at all? “You know nothing about how I function as a dominant partner.”
“And now I do,” she replied. “You like rules and schedules and you tend to be very fair.”
“I can be quite exacting in my standards.”
“I can be quite flexible,” she shot back as the sexiest smile crossed her face. “I’m serious about that. I can still do the splits and everything.”
“You’re far too reckless, Tiffany.” He didn’t appreciate recklessness so why was she like a siren calling to him? If he listened, he would end up wrecked.
“You’re far too uptight, Sebastian.”

 

 

NY Times and USA Today bestselling author Lexi Blake lives in North Texas with her husband, three kids, and the laziest rescue dog int eh world. She began writing at a young age, concentrating on plays and journalism. It wasn’t until she started writing romance and urban fantasy that she found the stories of her heart. She likes to find humor in the strangest places and believes in happy endings no matter how odd the couple, threesome, or foursome may seem.

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Guarded Hearts by SM Donaldson @EJBookPromos @SMDonaldson1

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Title: Guarded Heart (Game Time Series #2)
Author: S.M. Donaldson
Genre: Mature YA Romance
Available on Amazon, Barnes & Noble, KOBO and iTunes

Welcome to the time where memories are made and hearts get broken.

Raven Quinn has always been a force on the basketball court, but in life, not so much. Having a dating life isn’t easy when she’s taller and stronger than every guy she knows, or he’s already put her in the friend zone. Which hasn’t really been a problem until now. Now she’s feels left out and left behind. What if she’s in the friend zone for the rest of her life? Shane Gibson makes her think differently and takes her out of that dreaded friend zone, but in the wrong direction.

Grant Hudson has been Raven’s best friend since they were in diapers. She’s the best friend a guy could have, he’s always felt that way. So why does this guy she’s dating bother him so much? Why is he suddenly very aware of her body and the way his reacts to her? Why, for the love of everything, can’t he get her off his mind?

When things go south with Shane and Raven is broken, will Grant step up and take the shot, getting past the guard Raven has around her heart?


“Oh, how my heart is so happy! Guarded Hearts is so much more than a sports romance. It’s a peak into the world that some of us know as small town USA. It’s where everyone knows your business before you do, and life is more than a game.Thank you SM Donaldson for giving the world a little piece of heaven,but for me, it’s called home!” –Young Adult Author Casey Peeler





S.M. Donaldson is a born and raised Southern girl. She grew up in a small rural town on Florida’s Gulf Coast, the kind of place where everyone knows your business before you do, especially when your Daddy is a cop and your Mom works for the school system. She married one of her best friends at the age of 20 and has one son. She is a proud military wife, has always had a soft spot for a good story, and is known to have a potty mouth. At the age of 31, she decided there was no time like the present to attempt her first book. Sam’s Choice was born and she hasn’t stopped since. If you are looking for a good, steamy, Southern set romance with true Southern dialect, she’s your girl.

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Captured by Christmas by Lynn Crandall and Lainee Coleby @lcrandall246 @EJBookPromos

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Captured by Christmas: A Christmas Anthology
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Snowbound by Lynn Crandall
The Mistletoe Effect by Lainee Cole
Release Date: December 5, 2016

It’s Christmas, and the season of holly, Christmas trees, and goodwill is drifting on air in merry holiday wishes. Romantic suspense and paranormal author Lynn Crandall and contemporary author Lainee Cole present in their own way two stories of love in Captured by Christmas. However it finds you—under a Christmas tree or drifted in snow in a backwoods cabin—the spirit of the season will wrap you in love.

In Snowbound, Lynn Crandall lets readers check in on favorite Fierce Hearts series were-lynx characters Kennedy Mitchell and Asher Monroe as they uncover the identity of the creature scaring the humans in Octavia, a small rural community in northern Michigan. Plans for an intimate getaway and family-style holiday are crumbling as the snow piles higher and Kennedy and Asher find themselves snowbound with a killer outside their door.

In The Mistletoe Effect, Christmas is second-grade teacher Tess McCall’s least favorite holiday, but she’s doing her best not to let it show. Learning he’s a father to seven-year-old Holly makes Alex Randle anxious about the upcoming holidays. When Tess’s class starts reading to shelter dogs, Holly and the antics of shelter dog Mistletoe lead them all to rediscover the magic of Christmas.

Snowbound:
Kennedy glanced out the window and noticed the closer they came to Octavia, the deeper the December snow piled. “It is pretty here. There are so many tall pines and, dotted with snow, they feel Christmassy.”
“I think you’ll get the Christmas you want this year, complete with a rustic cabin in the woods and lots of snow.” Asher squinted as the early morning sun they’d left in Laurelwood drifted low in the mid-morning sky.
“I can’t wait to decorate the cabin. I hope the rest of the colony coming later remembers to bring all the decorations.” Images of a real, family Christmas had been dancing in her head for weeks. At twenty-four, she was more than due.
Asher glanced at her slyly. “But since they won’t arrive for a couple days, we’ll have that alone time I was talking about.”
Kennedy fisted him in his bicep. “Stop teasing.”
“Oww. That hurt.”
“Poor baby.” Kennedy blew him a kiss. “That will have to do until later.” She ran her fingers through his tousled blonde hair, enjoying the silky feel of it.
“We could stop at the cabin first, you know. We’re making good time.” Asher swept his finger playfully down her nose.
“Tempting, but no. I need to get to the rescue facility and set up.”
“Hang on!” Asher yelled.
At that moment, Kennedy saw what he saw ahead. A very large lynx, speeding out of the snowy forest on her left and into the road. “Holy shit! Don’t hit him!”
Asher slammed on the brakes and the car swayed in the snow-packed road.
“He’s staring at us.” Kennedy’s pulse raced at their near miss. The lynx’s eyes glistened, fastened on her. “Why did he stop in the road?” She couldn’t believe her eyes.
Asher worked to stop the car while swerving, but just as suddenly as it appeared, the huge lynx ran the few steps off the road and quickly disappeared into the forest on the opposing side.
Kennedy watched silently as Asher brought the car to a complete stop just short of a snowdrift along the side of the road. She blew out a long breath. “Geez, that was close.”
Asher reached over the console and hugged her. “Are you all right? That was harried for a minute.”
His arms around her were warm and assuring. It was the gesture that brought tears. She’d been raised to disconnect from emotions and taking care of herself was mandatory, something she’d done from a young age. She prided herself on her strength. But the coldness of the past would always be a part of her, and a caring touch now resonated through her at a deep level of appreciation. She’d stopped resisting tenderness, and her vigilance for the other shoe dropping had diminished, too.
“I’m fine. How are you?” she asked, pulling away. He was what she expected. Asher, unflustered but a seething. “I never saw that guy coming. I’m glad I didn’t hit him.”
“Have you ever seen such a large lynx before?” A visual of a very real, huge lynx hovered in her mind.
“Unfortunately, yes.”
“Yeah. Marcus Blue. Killer Marcus.” Kennedy shivered at the thought of the rogue were-lynx who’d been a menace to the colony and a killer. Casey and Michelle, Booker, Lara, Conrad, Asia, Quinn, and Tizzy—each one in the colony, including her and Asher, had suffered under Marcus’s malice.

The Mistletoe Effect:
Alex snapped his fingers. That was it! Tess McCall could be the answer to all his problems! He approached her. “I have a huge favor to ask.”
Tess watched him cautiously. “Okay…”
“Holly wants to adopt Mistletoe.”
She smiled, and he felt the brilliance warm his soul. “That’s great! They seem devoted to each other. Mistletoe goes straight to her every time they come to class.”
“I don’t know anything about dogs. I need to learn but I want this to be for Christmas.”
She crossed her arms. “So what do you want me to do?”
“I’d like you to keep Mistletoe until Christmas. Maybe pretend you adopted her. I’d like Holly to learn how to care for a dog, well, and me, too. Maybe we could come help feed her, walk her. I don’t know, just spend some time with her, getting used to her.”
Tess studied him. She seemed to do that a lot. Did she find him lacking somehow? Mike had admitted she was reluctant to help him, but had agreed to for Holly’s sake. Maybe he shouldn’t have asked her to help with this. Maybe that was overstepping the bounds of what she was willing to do for them.
“I’ll think about it.”
Relief rushed through him. “I don’t want to lose Mistletoe. I’ll talk to Mrs. Shull and let her know.”
“I haven’t agreed to it yet.”
Alex smiled, unable to stop the words before they rushed out. “No, but you will. You care about Holly.”


Lynn Crandall lives in the Midwest and writes in the company of her cat. She has been a reader and a writer all her life. Her background is in journalism, but whether writing a magazine or newspaper story or creating a romance, she loves the power stories hold to transport, inspire, and uplift. In her romances, she focuses on vulnerable, embraceable characters who don’t back down.

Lainee Cole’s love affair with books began when she was young, and her mother encouraged her love of reading. By the time she was in seventh grade, Lainee was making up her own stories and poems, exploring various styles of writing. Ah, the drama of junior high. She wouldn’t go back to those days for anything! But reading voraciously and exploring different types of writing led her to romances. She loves the challenge of writing romance, developing characters and figuring out what makes them tick. They often take on a life of their own, surprising and annoying her. But they also give her hope and inspire her to follow her dreams. Lainee strives to write stories that will make readers laugh and cry, give them hope, and encourage them to believe in the power of love.

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Title: Wordless
Author: Alyne Roberts
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: November 28, 2016

Shiloh is a secret. Locked away behind thick walls and armed guards. She is the only weakness of her dangerous and powerful father. She dreamed of the day she can escape and live a normal life.

Whispered promises lead her to a different dangerous and powerful man. Shiloh believes Pierce can give her freedom, as long as he never learns who she really is. Shiloh trades being one man’s secret to become another man’s pawn.

What will Shiloh sacrifice to be free? Her family? Her voice?

Can she take a life for a chance to live the life she always longed for?

Inspired by Han Andersen’s fairy tale The Little Mermaid (NOT the Disney version), taking place in the modern and human world.


“I loved this book and couldn’t put it down. As I went from page to page, I wondered what was coming next. I smiled, I cried, but most of all I kept hoping for Pierce to discover Shiloh’s secret.” – My Timeout Book blog

I turn around grip her chin, turning her face so she’s forced to look me in the eyes. I wait until her panic subsidies and she focuses solely on me.
“Can you speak yet?”
She tries. Nothing but a painful rasp. Her eyes are so expressive, I see the sorrow and disappointment in them.
“Did someone send you to me? Are you here to steal, spy, kill?”
She shakes her head, and I see the fear in her eyes. Is she scared I will find the truth or that I won’t believe her?
“What if I took you back to wherever you came from? Should I do that?”
Her hands grab my wrist tightly. Desperation and panic swirls in her gaze. She shakes her head frantically, begging me not to send her away.
“Are you hiding from someone?”
Shiloh nods. It’s full of regret and shame. She bites her swollen lip, waiting for me to push her away or pull her safety. I weigh my options.
“You escaped and think I will save you?” I can’t help the edge in my voice. “I’m not a hero.”
Her mouth forms a word—one so simple I can read her lips.
Please.
They tell me the girl is mute, that she may never speak again. She doesn’t need a voice because I see every word she needs to say in her eyes.
“Come,” I tell her. “You will stay with me until I figure out what to do with you.”
I take her arm and help her off the plane. She’s weak but light and easy to hold up. When she steps to the ground, she inhales deeply. Her wide and glassy eyes looks over to the ocean. I watch her awed reaction and notice the light freckles dotting her nose and cheekbones. There’s an innocence about her that I’m not sure if I should trust.
“Never seen the ocean before?” I ask.
She shakes her head, still staring off to where the sun is starting to set over the blue horizon.
“Welcome to the Bahamas,” I say.
Her gaze is torn away from the view, and mine from her, when my housekeeper takes her off my hands. The girl’s ushered into my home, and I wonder if I just made the stupidest mistake of my life.


Toy. Pet. Secret. Trade.
In the bedroom that is not really mine anger boils inside me. I would scream if it could be heard. What good is a scream if it can’t bounce off the walls? What release does it offer when the pent up energy cannot leave my body?
I was foolish to think I could find what I needed here. Pierce and his family are just like mine. He will use me however he can to gain power.
 As invisible as I am, I hear things no one thinks I do. I know that both our fathers are fighting for the same thing.
All my life I resented the fact I was locked away and kept behind high walls. I wanted freedom and a chance to be someone other than the boss’s daughter. I only managed to find myself in the exact situation my father was trying to protect me from.
Paradox: (n.) a statement or proposition that seems self-contradictory or absurd but in reality expresses a possible truth.
I want to laugh at the irony. A laugh brings no happiness when it cannot be heard.
Pierce is looking for the dancer I left him with. How funny is it that I handed him to her on a platter? He will seek her out and keep his promises to another woman. I will be the currency used to secure her freedom.
Digging around in the nightstand, I search for the pad of paper and pen left for me. I hold the pen in shaking hands, the ink ready to tell the truth.
I saved you.


I stare at the words a moment before crumpling the paper. Those three words are proof of my betrayal to my family. When my father finds me, or I am turned over, he will know the truth. If I can convince him somehow to forgive me for running away, I won’t be able to walk away from the three words I put on this paper.
I pace the borrowed room, stepping out to the balcony in attempt to soothe the anger I feel growing inside. Instead, I grow more bitter. I shred the page, letting the pieces float away in the breeze. The ocean will swallow my secret and keep it forever.
I whirl around, my whole body shaking with anger and defeat. I want to yell, scream, and cry. The silence becomes too much. I pull at the curtains until I hear the snap of the rods holding them up. I yank the blankets off the bed and toss them to the floor. Doors slam and I pound on anything I can. The need to make noise is so intense I wish I had a bomb.
“Shiloh!”
I ignore the shout as I throw my shells against the window. The sound isn’t as loud as I need it. I reach for the lamp but strong arms band around me. I kick and squirm, but I’m pinned to his chest. My throat is sore from trying to shout and my eyes are wet with salty tears.
“Stop,” he says in my ear. His voice is too calm and low.
I fight him harder. I want him to yell at me. I stomp on his toe, but he doesn’t let go. Instead, we turn and Pierce pins me to the wall.
“Relax,” he whispers in my ear. My blood heats.
I throw my head back, connecting with his chin. His grunt is exactly what I wanted.
I spin out of his hold but only make it a few steps before Pierce tackles me to the floor. I’m quick but not as strong as he is. He flips me to my back and his fingers clamp around my wrist. I buck underneath him as he straddles me, pinning my hands above my head.
“I wish I could hear your screaming,” he says as he stares down at me. “What would you shout at me?”
I can’t move with him on top of me like this. I exhale loudly, my body deflating as the air leaves me. Pierce doesn’t move, trying to read my silent words on my face.
“You think I’m going to take you home.”
I glare up at him, trying to keep my face hard to hide the emotions swirling inside me.
It doesn’t matter anyway because Pierce can hear me from the inside. He can always read me, it seems.

Alyne lives in Ohio with her husband, two dogs and cat. Working full time in an office all day, she spends her nights reading, writing or watching an entire TV series in a night. She refuses to grow up and loves Disney movies and anything with owls. She couldn’t live without her coffee or her furry “children”.

Alyne wrote her first novel titled “Light to the Darkness” in 2014.

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