Release Blitz ~ Surrender ~ by ~ J.G. Sumner

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SURRENDER
Surrender Series, Book #1
by J.G. Sumner
The cartel was certain they had wiped out the entire Bertalucci family…but they were wrong.
Tony Bertalucci is fighting to get the hell out of Italy before the cartel realizes their mistake, and one woman might be the key to his plan.
American Katherine Anderson is nursing a broken heart in Italy, but moving on becomes a whole lot easier when a handsome Italian man saunters into her life.
But Tony’s scheme goes south, and now they’re both on the run. As more clues start to surface, exposing the real reason Tony’s family was murdered, it leaves him facing an impossible situation…

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MEET JG SUMNER
JG is a Registered Nurse who went rogue. As good as she was at starting IV’s, she enjoys writing the down the stories in her head even more. Most of the time the characters won’t stop pestering her until she has them down on paper.
JG can often be found with a glass of red wine or prosecco in front of her computer. When she’s not creating, she enjoys the outdoors hiking, bike riding, snowboarding, and camping.
JG has a very dry sense of humor, and should never be taken too seriously. She loves to hear from her fans, and even those who aren’t and would love to hear your opinion on her books.
JG writes romantic suspense including: A Shot in the Dark, Into the Light, The Surrender Trilogy including Surrender, Shattered, and Saved.

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Blog Tour & Review ~ Inked Expressions ~ by ~ Carrie Ann Ryan

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About INKED EXPRESSIONS

The Montgomery Ink Series from NYT Bestselling Author Carrie Ann Ryan continues with the brother who keeps his secret and the one woman he shouldn’t want.

Everly Law married the love of her life and on the eve of giving birth to their twins, lost him in a tragic accident. Now she’s a single mother working overtime at her bookstore trying to make sure her boys have the life they deserve. Her life is busy enough without her adding dating a Montgomery. As past secrets come to light, she’ll need Storm more than ever—even if she doesn’t realize it.

Storm Montgomery has spent his life atoning for sins that only few know he’s committed. When he lost his best friend, he promised his widow that he’d always be there for her—even when she wanted nothing to do with him. But when a single touch ignites passions they’ve both buried deep inside, he’ll have to remember exactly who is in his arms and that taking chances might be far more dangerous than they bargained for.

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I LOVE the Montgomery’s! And Storm is just amazing! Everly was married to Storm’s best friend Jackson, who died suddenly over 3 years ago. Storm said he would look after Everly and her twin sons except they’ve sort of grown apart. Storm determines that he’s going to be there for Everly and the boys, especially when they’re having some issues. Everly loved Jackson but she’s grateful for Storm’s help and for the Montgomery family.

I need to go back and read all the other books because I love the Montgomery Family and Carrie Ann Ryan’s writing!

5 stars!

About Carrie Ann Ryan

Carrie Ann Ryan is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of contemporary and paranormal romance. Her works include the Montgomery Ink, Redwood Pack, Talon Pack, and Gallagher Brothers series, which have sold over 2.0 million books worldwide. She started writing while in graduate school for her advanced degree in chemistry and hasn’t stopped since. Carrie Ann has written over fifty novels and novellas with more in the works. When she’s not writing about bearded tattooed men or alpha wolves that need to find their mates, she’s reading as much as she can and exploring the world of baking and gourmet cooking.

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Release Blitz & Review ~ The Farthest Edge ~ by ~ Kristen Ashley

 

 

✮✮✮A delicious world of erotica, BDSM with alpha-subs and their Dommes, and a gripping love story…Welcome to The Bee’s Honey! The second standalone title in New York Times bestselling author Kristen Ashley’s Honey Series, THE FARTHEST EDGE is a seductive and rich love story available now! Order your copy today! ✮✮✮

 

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About THE FARTHEST EDGE (Erotic Romance):

Step into the Honey Club, where every sensual boundary will be tested in search of the ultimate pleasure…

Branch doesn’t exist. Living off the grid, he’s looking for a way to forget his past and the guilt that plagues him. But no woman has ever been able to bring him to the edge he craves.

After a traumatic experience of her own, Evangeline stepped away from the decadent world of the Honey Club. But when she gets Branch’s offer—to play without boundaries or commitments—it’s too tempting for her to refuse.

As their passion ignites, Evangeline and Branch push each other to their farthest limit, fulfilling their darkest desires while falling harder and deeper than they ever imagined.

 

 

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EXCERPT:

She drove into the Honey, seeing the parking lot empty except for Aryas’s black Cayenne and a black GMC SUV, feeling that hunger grow.

Right.

Fine.

Fun and done.

All good.

She grabbed the handles of her small bag before she opened the door and threw her leg out.

As instructed (by Aryas), she parked close to and approached the back door to the club.

As expected, it was open.

She moved through the halls, keeping centered and focused so as not to have any kind of freakout that the last time she was there, she’d been carried out by Aryas, beaten to hell and not giving a damn.

Because she might have been beaten to hell.

But the worst of it was, her heart had been broken.

She walked directly to Aryas’s playroom, known as the red room since it was decorated in reds, and the opaque shades that could be drawn down over the wall of windows to black out what was inside were the only shades in any of the rooms that weren’t black, they were red.

As she approached, she saw the red shades were drawn down.

She kept her gait steady.

It had been a year and the last scene she’d had was a bad one. She’d been assaulted at the same time she’d had a relationship end very, very badly with a man she’d thought she’d loved and was considering spending the rest of her life with.

That happened.

A year ago.

This was now.

It was just a look-over anyway. It might be she wouldn’t like what she saw. Or he wouldn’t. And then giving any headspace to worrying what came after that was just a waste.

She was a Domme.

She’d trained under Mistress Sixxand Mistress Amélie, the two finest Dommes Evangeline had ever had the honor to see at play.

And before Kevin, even if she’d only been in her late twenties, she was one of the most sought-after Dommes at the Honey.

Now she was just thirty years old and she made good money. She took care of herself. She was successful. Educated. She wasn’t hard to look at. She had her own style in looks, clothes (and play) that she was honing to perfection.

She could do this.

She totally could do this.

She opened the door, stepped in and saw him.

Oh my.

She was so totally going to do this.

She closed the door behind her, dropped her bag and stood right where she was.

Aryas’s red room, known as his because this was mostly where he took his slaves, looked more like an opulent boudoir. Plush. Sumptuous. Heavy, carved furniture. Big, posted bed dressed in red and topped at headboard and ceiling with mirrors. Candelabrums everywhere.

No candles had been lit right then. The scene was not set, only red-shaded table lamps here and there were illuminating the space.

It still gave it a feel.

And that feel was good.

But more, the man before her was amazing.

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The Honey series is unlike any other KA series. There are strong women and men and that’s where the similarities end. This series is a delve into the BDSM world and it is deep. I say this in the review because I know there are fans of KA who will read these books and rate them lower stars because it wasn’t what they were expecting. So if you aren’t into strong, dominant women heavily into the BDSM lifestyle, skip this series. It is a really well-written story that isn’t for the faint of heart. So don’t purchase and review low because it isn’t KA’s traditional genre. 

Evangeline has gotten out of the lifestyle after previous events (they’re in Honey so read that). And you can’t blame her. But she is intrigued by this mysterious submissive Branch and wants to get back into the lifestyle to dominate Branch. 

Branch is just trying to escape his life by any means necessary to forget what’s happened. He meets Evangeline who totally turns his world upside. 

As I said before, a great, well-written story that goes into the world of BDSM but lends a sensuality to it as well. 

5 stars!

 

 

About Kristen Ashley:

Kristen Ashley was born in Gary, Indiana, USA and nearly killed her mother and herself making it into the world, seeing as she had the umbilical cord wrapped around her neck (already attempting to accessorize and she hadn’t taken her first breath!). Her mother said they took Kristen away, put her Mom back in her room, her mother looked out the window, and Gary was on fire (Dr. King had been assassinated four days before). Kristen’s Mom remembered thinking it was the end of the world. Quite the dramatic beginning.

Nothing’s changed.

Kristen grew up in Brownsburg, Indiana and has lived in Denver, Colorado and the West Country of England. Thus, she’s blessed to have friends and family around the globe. Her family was (is) loopy (to say the least) but loopy is good when you want to write. They all lived together on a very small farm in a small farm town in the heartland. She grew up with Glenn Miller, The Everly Brothers, REO Speedwagon and Whitesnake (and the wardrobes that matched).

Needless to say, growing up in a house full of music, clothes and love was a good way to grow up.

And as she keeps growing, it keeps getting better.

 

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Release Blitz ~ Virgin For The Prince ~ by ~ J.S. Scott

 

 Diana:Who ever said that money fixes everything? Well, I can
tell you firsthand that they were dead wrong. I was born an only child
to one of the wealthiest families in America, and all I’ve ever felt
was loneliness and a sense that I may have been adopted. I don’t fit
in. I never have. When all my mother wanted was for me to marry into
another prestigious family, I wanted an education and to just
be…normal. It’s not that I don’t appreciate having a roof over my
head and everything my heart desires. Problem is, what I really want is
something money can’t buy. I want to be loved for who I am and not how
much money my father acquired before his death.

At the age
of twenty-four, I’m still a virgin, and a freak among my peers because
of my fascination with all things history and literature, my bad hair,
my bizarre eyes, and my complete lack of style. When my mother wants to
send me away to a house party on a little-known island nation, I jump at
the opportunity. Hardly anybody from the outside gets invited to
Rubare Virgina, and it’s rich in history. Sure, I realize that she’s
aiming high and trying to marry me off to some pompous, obscenely
wealthy prince, but I’ve decided I’d resolve that problem at the
masquerade ball at the beginning of my stay on the island.

I’d
lose my virginity to the first guy who would have me, making myself
ineligible to be any royal’s wife on Rubare Virgina. Then I could just
enjoy my stay in my own nerdy sort of way. Pretty simple. Until it
becomes…complicated.

Prince Niccolino is nothing like I
thought he would be. He’s real. He’s honest. And he’s hotter than
Florida in July. He’s everything a woman could ever want or need, and
he’s loyal to those he cares about and his country. But there’s just
one tiny problem: I’m no longer the virgin he needs to marry. I’d
forfeited my opportunity for more with Prince Nic when I’d given away my
virginity at the masquerade ball to a complete stranger. Could it be
that I’ve finally found my Prince and my heart’s desire only to have it
torn away because of my one stupid indiscretion??

Like the
first novella trilogy, Taken by a Trillionaire, these novellas are
escapism fantasy. If you are looking for a historically accurate
representation of a monarchy or a serious depiction of how royals
maintain their bloodlines, neither trilogies are for you. If you love
larger than life characters and fun storylines that take you to exotic
places with sexy alpha men, then welcome to our imaginary kingdoms. The
men are insanely rich, the traditions are potentially deadly, and the
sex will leave you craving a night on this dark isle.

 







 

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Prince Ballasare Stephan Demande needs a bride before his thirtieth
birthday or he’ll lose his crown. Unlike their barbarian twin island,
Rubare Virgina’s royal family is above kidnapping and murdering as a
means of choosing their queens. Historically, they’ve cultivated their
own selection, ensuring the purity and perfection of each. Prince
Ballasare wants more, so he comes up with a plan. It’s genius really. He
invites three hundred of the most beautiful and intelligent virgins
from around the world to his island under the guise of attending a
conference. Those who are willing to stay and participate in a series of
tests are offered a chance to win one million dollars. He can only
imagine the joy that the woman he chooses will feel when she discovers
he and his title are the real prize.

Jessica Quincy is at a
crossroads career wise. She hadn’t expected anyone to actually read her
blog posts about her lonely life. She certainly hadn’t expected Virgin
Territory to go viral. But who can stay a virgin forever? And what does a
woman do when she’s no longer what she’s made a career out of writing
about? She takes a risk, that’s what. Jessica attends a conference that
promises to end with one participant winning a million dollars. Any
ex-virgin could start over with that kind of money.
 She makes him laugh.
He scares, infuriates, and totally turns her on.

Unfortunately, on Rubare Virgina, being chosen by a sexy prince can have deadly consequences if you haven’t updated your blog.

Like
the first novella trilogy, Taken by a Trillionaire, these novellas are
escapism fantasy. If you are looking for a historically accurate
representation of a monarchy or a serious depiction of how royals
maintain their bloodlines, neither trilogies are for you. If you love
larger than life characters and fun storylines that take you to exotic
places with sexy alpha men, then welcome to our imaginary kingdoms. The
men are insanely rich, the traditions are potentially deadly, and the
sex will leave you craving a night on this dark isle.

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 Taken By a Trillionaire
Three New York Times and USA Today bestselling authors.

One wild project.Taken
by a Trillionaire is an escapism fantasy that was born at a party at
RWA. Over cocktails, J.S. Scott, Melody Anne, and Ruth Cardello laughed
as they plotted this book with the help of two industry friends, Chris
and Brian.

If you are looking for a historically
accurate representation of a monarchy or a serious depiction of how
royals maintain their bloodlines, this may not be the book for you. If
you love larger than life characters and fun storylines that take you to
exotic places with sexy alpha men, then welcome to our imaginary
kingdom: Rubare Collina. The men are insanely rich, the traditions are
potentially deadly, and the sex will leave you craving a night on this
dark isle.

If you’ve ever fantasized about what it
would be like to be swept off your feet—or tossed over a prince’s
shoulder and taken—then you’ll enjoy our trilogy.

Novella One: Xander by Ruth Cardello 

Royal
Prince Xander Demande needs to choose a wife before his thirtieth
birthday, or he will lose his crown. His list of potential candidates is
long but shortens to one woman after a brief encounter with the
socially inept, but beautiful and brilliant, Dr. Reanna Fielding. She
never thought Prince Charming would come for her. He never thought any
woman would melt his heart. Love makes its own rules, but will it save
her when she defies not only him but the laws of his kingdom? In Rubare
Collina, a marriage proposal can be a dream come true—or a death
sentence.

Novella Two: Bryan by J.S. Scott 

Get married . . . or die. Prince Bryan Demande was left with only two
unpalatable choices. When he decides to take his chances rather than
marry, his father and the busybody royal adviser take matters into their
own hands.

Like it or not, Bryan is delivered a
kidnapped bride, and it isn’t a woman who’s a total stranger. She’s an
American female who has haunted his dreams for the last five years, the
only woman who has ever wanted him without his trillions of dollars or
his royal title. Suddenly, marriage doesn’t look like such a bad option
to Bryan, but he’ll have to convince his angry, kidnapped, bride-to-be
that she belongs with him.

Novella Three: Chris by Melody Anne

Christopher
Demande wants nothing to do with marriage and is willing to renounce
his title to the throne to prove it. That is until he meets independent
Adara Burnadette and decides he must have her. Unfortunately, Adara is
opposed to marriages of convenience. So what does a young prince do when
his chosen bride refuses his proposal? He kidnaps her of course.

Release Boost ~ Detour ~ by ~ Kacey Shea

Title: Detour 
Series: Off Track Records #1
Author: Kacey Shea
Cover Design & Photography: Marisa Shor, Cover Me Darling
Cover Model: Haley Loan
Release Date: June 1, 2017

Trent Donavan is the golden boy of the rock world. As lead singer of Three Ugly Guys, he’s every fangirl’s dream, and with his newfound fame the women flow as readily as alcohol and drugs. There’s no doubt women are Trent’s preferred indulgence after a successful show.
That is, until the feisty little blonde joins the tour.
Lexi Marx loves music. It runs in her blood and flows through her soul. As the illegitimate daughter of a rock legend, she’s determined to make it in the music industry on talent alone. So when her agent scores her the opening act gig for the next 3UG tour it seems her hard work, hopes, and dreams have finally come to fruition.
Until she spends time with the band. More accurately, Trent Donovan. She’d feel better if that arrogant manwhore of a lead singer would stop hitting on her with his dreamy eyes, witty comebacks, and voice that melts the most jagged of hearts.

But Trent is determined to prove to Lexi he’s not such a bad guy, and as music binds their friendship, Lexi’s left with the most confusing of emotions. Could this be love or an uninvited distraction? She can still have it all, if only her heart doesn’t lead her off track.

“Detour is a must read for every rockstar romance fans. It checks all the essential points in my list: amusing, angsty, passionate and swoony! This read completely consumed me! It was my first Kacey Shea’s book and I’m really impressed by it.” ~ Book Maniac Forever


“As soon as I finished this story all I could think about is – when is the next book coming out because I need more of 3UG!” ~ Aurora Hale, Whoo Gives A Hoot


“Detour was way beyond awesome, and it was miles above the usual rock romance, as it came off highly original which I LOVED!” ~ Jennifer Pierson: The Power of Three Readers

Enjoy this excerpt from lead singer of Three Ugly Guys, Trent Donavan from Kacey Shea’s rock star romance, Detour:
The dive is actually charming inside, with its retro fifties décor and twenty-four-seven breakfast menu. The crowd is popping for a weekday lunch, and with its location in the heart of downtown I take that as a sign the food will be good.
A no-nonsense waitress leads us to an empty booth near the back.
“This okay?” Her tone dares us to suggest it’s not . . . and end up with spit in our meal.
“Perfect. Thanks.” Lexi slides into the seat across from me. The waitress points to where the menus are nestled between the table and a dish of creamer, sugar packs, and other condiments.
“What can I get you to drink?”
“I’ll have a glass of orange juice,” Lexi says and then glances at me. “And I don’t need to see the menu. I’m ready to order. If you are?”
“Yeah.” I’m surprised, since most people scan the menu before deciding on their meal.
“A stack of plain pancakes. Please,” she says.
“You want the half or the full?” our server asks without looking up from her notepad.
“Full, please.” Lexi smiles.
The waitress pauses to glance at Lexi and raise her brows. “Mmm’kay. And for you?” She nods my direction more than asks.
“Same. Except coffee for me.”
“’Kay.” She turns and leaves without a backward glance.
“I don’t know how you do that,” I say.
“What? I can eat a lot of food. Especially pancakes. Don’t judge me by my size.”
I grin. “Not that. I’m talking about ordering orange juice.”
“You don’t like OJ?” she asks as if I’m the crazy one.
“I do. But you have no idea the pulp situation. Does it have none, or extra? How can you order a glass without knowing the level of pulp?”
She laughs and at that moment our server comes back to set down our drinks. “Pancakes’ll be up shortly.”
“I take it you’re not a fan of pulp.” Lexi observes and takes a sip from her drink.
I eye her from over the brim of my mug. “That obvious?”
She laughs and sets down her glass. “You’ll be happy to know there’s a low pulp situation going on. We’re safe here.”
“Thank God!” I bug my eyes and delight in the way her lips lift in a comfortable smile. Not forced or guarded. I like this Lexi. “Hey, there’s something I’ve been wanting to ask you since we met.”
Her shoulders straighten just the slightest and I can’t help but kick myself for chasing away some of her ease. “You don’t have to answer, if you don’t want. Just call me curious.”
“Fine.” She rolls her eyes but her lips twitch up with the trace of a smile. “Shoot.”
“Why Marx?” The words leave my mouth and I instantly regret the question.
Her eyes drop and her jaw hardens with her frown. She studies the patterned Formica table and traces her fingertips along the silver plated fork and spoon atop her paper napkin. Fuck. She was just starting to open up. Talk to me. Now she’s like ice. I should apologize. Or make a joke. An inappropriate one about her luscious breasts. Yes, then she’ll get angry. Angry I can do.
“Don’t laugh,” she warns.
My gaze snaps up to watch her still playing with the silverware. “Okay.”
“Swear it.”
I reach my hand across the table and set my fingers next to the napkin. “Pinky promise.” I wiggle my finger and her lips soften as though she wants to smile. “I won’t tell a soul.”
Her pinky slides along mine, and the soft brush of her tiny finger against my much bigger one kicks up my pulse. Her hands are so delicate and skilled, and fuck if my dick isn’t already making my tight jeans irritably uncomfortable. She squeezes her finger and I barely lock mine with hers before she pulls her hands back into her lap.
“I was a child. I can’t be held responsible.” She glances around the room before her gaze settles back to me. “But I had a major crush on Richard Marx.”
“The singer?” I press my lips together because I’m certain there’s a smile stretching across my face.
Lexi’s glare confirms my suspicion. “Not a word. You promised.”
“I won’t. It’s cute. What were you, like five?”
“More like twelve.”
“But you’re only twenty-three, right? Wasn’t Marx big in the late eighties, early nineties?”
“Yeah, well, my mom loved his music so we listened to it a lot.”
“You’re telling me your stage name is a shout out to the guy who romanced millions of women with his piano and soft rock ballads, all from a little childhood crush?”
“Don’t judge, okay. I was a kid.” Even she can’t hold back a laugh.
“Not judging, just finding the connection rather shallow for a woman who does everything with great meaning.”
Her eyes narrow. “I’m not sure if you’re trying to compliment or insult me.”
I wink. “Compliment. Go with the positive.”
“You’re delusional.” She throws up her hands.
“Says the Marx diehard fan!”
“Look. It’s more than that,” she grumbles and when I tilt my head she shakes hers, her next words leaving her lips in a rush. “God, I can’t believe I’m telling you this . . . When I was a young girl I had this ridiculously famous rock star dad. One who was a horrible father. One who never remembered to call or visit, and who made my mom cry herself to sleep. One who made her waste her entire youth devoted to a man who didn’t give two shits about us.
When I listened to “Right Here Waiting,” I used to pretend that my dad wasn’t Richie Sands. That my mom had gotten it all wrong. I imagined my father was Richard Marx and he was singing that song to us—my mom and me. That he loved us.” She gave a short pause. “So as soon as I turned eighteen, I legally changed my last name to Marx.”
“Two big stacks.” Our server interrupts by setting down our plates with a clatter. “Refills?”
“Yes, please,” Lexi answers. However, I can’t seem to move my gaze from her eyes. The green shines a little too brightly under the florescent lights while she pours way too much syrup on her pancakes. She continues with her meal as if she hadn’t just shared something completely intimate and personal.
“Syrup?” Lexi holds the jug over my stack and I quickly grab it from her hands.
“I’ve got it, Sugar Tits! You’ll give me diabetes if I let you pour.”
“What? I like syrup with my pancakes!”
“I can see that.” I grin and douse my stack with a conservative amount before cutting a few bites with the side of my fork. “So, when you’re not basking in pancake griddle heaven, what other food do you enjoy this much?”
“Chinese, Thai, Sushi. I love them all. But there’s nothing like a stack of pancakes.” Lexi shovels in another mouthful. A groan of pleasure escapes from where her lips lock around the fork. Fork me. What I wouldn’t give to be a piece of cutlery.
“And don’t think I didn’t notice the sugar tits comment, either. That nickname ends here.” She points the fork in my direction before taking another bite.
My lips pull up with a big ass grin. “I don’t know . . . ’Cause that I didn’t promise.” I pop in a mouthful of pancakes.
She shakes her head, rolls those eyes, and takes a sip of juice. “Hey, Trent.” She glances down at her plate, using her fork to push around the sopping mess she’s made of a perfectly delicious breakfast.
“Yeah?”
“I never said thank you.” She lifts her gaze and those eyes pierce me with their sincerity. “Thank you.”
I lick my lips and take a big gulp of coffee. “You’re welcome. For what exactly?”
She smiles and taps her fork against the plate. “Why did you bring me on your bus in Oklahoma?”
That night fills me with sadness and I rub my hands through my hair. “To keep you safe.”
“That’s it? No ulterior motives?”
“Lexi, that night, I . . . There was no way I was letting you sleep in Big Betty. Not after what happened. What could have happened. No. I just needed to keep you safe. The best way to do that was in our bus. Simple.”
She scoops up her drenched pancake and brings it to her lips. Oh, those damn lips. “Well, then, thank you,” she whispers before the food goes inside her mouth and she does the groan again.
It’s all I can do to not pounce over the table, claim those lips, and join her in the sound.
“And thanks for not trying to get in my pants.” She grins, wider now, and I feel as though she’s playing some kind of mindfuck game. She’s gotta be on to me, inside my head, knowing I’ve been thinking unprofessional thoughts throughout this entire breakfast.
“Who says I’m not trying to do that?” I go with humor, always my best defense, and it works when she laughs aloud.
“You’re such a manwhore.”
“You got me.” I join in her laugher and pray my little obsession with her mouth dissipates the further into this tour we go. Lexi is a cool chick, more down to earth than I ever imagined, and she deserves the best. More than I could ever give, that much is true.
Pick up your copy to find out what happens next! Detour is available now from Amazon Kindle or read free with your Kindle Unlimited subscription.
Kacey Shea is a mom of three, wife, and indie author who resides in sunny Arizona. She enjoys reading and writing romance novels as much as her son loves unicorns, which is a lot.
When she’s not writing you will find her playing taxi cab to her children while belting out her favorite tunes, meeting friends or family for food and to share some laughs, or sweating it out in the gym. Kacey finds that picking up heavy weights repeatedly is good for her mental health as much as it is for the physical.
She has an unhealthy obsession with firefighters. It could be the pants. It could be the fire. It’s just hot. On occasion she has been known to include them, without their knowledge, in her selfies outside the grocery store.

Kacey one day aspires to be a woman hand model in a sexy photo shoot. You know, the woman’s hand raking across the muscular back or six pack stomach of the male fitness model. Yep, that hand.

Until that day comes she will continue writing sexy, flirty romance novels in hopes to bring others joy!

Kacey enjoys interacting with her fans so please feel free to stalk her on Facebook, Instagram or Twitter.

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Release Blitz ~ Level Me Up ~ by ~ Lauren Helms

Title: Level Me Up
Series: A Gamer Boy Novel
Author: Lauren Helms
Genre: NA Romance
Release Date: June 5, 2017
The last thing Morgan Lawson is looking for when attending Comic-Con is love. But even prior to exchanging first words, Morgan is drawn to Dex, a drop-dead sexy gamer boy who lives and breathes video games. Before she realizes it, Morgan finds herself caught up in all things Dex.
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Dex Roberts knows the moment he sees Morgan, he wants more. He falls hard and fast, but isn’t surprised when his job as a professional video gamer takes its toll on their relationship.

Once Morgan decides what truly makes her happy, there’s no time to waste. But without any warning, life threatens to destroy what both Morgan and Dex want most… each other.



Why the heck do I feel like I’m about to do something utterly stupid, like that split second before you realize you’ve missed the step and are about to fall down the stairs?
“Hi,” he says in this perfectly male, deep voice. “How are you ladies today?” 
I distantly hear Ruby reply, “Well, we’re just fine. Thank you for asking.” 
And she nudges me as I realize that while he asked both of us that question, he is only looking at me, and I’m not moving or saying anything. Apparently, I’m a freaking mute. Why can’t I form words? Get it together, Morgan!
“Hi,” he says again, but to only me this time.
And just like that, I snap myself out of it, slap on a smile and reply, “Hi,” as I reach out and offer my hand like it’s some formal introduction. Again, I ask myself, what is wrong with me?
With a smile that reaches his eyes, he grasps my hand in his as I say, “I’m Morgan, and I have no idea what a positive K/D is.”
I hear Ruby stifle a laugh beside me. I’m never going to live this down. Somebody should just shoot me now. But to my surprise, Dex doesn’t laugh at me. He is still smiling at me and says, “Hi Morgan, I’m Dex. And don’t worry about it, this guy sitting next to me,” he jerks his head to his right, “doesn’t know what a positive K/D is either, but at least you’re honest.” 
I quickly glance to his right and see a guy with short blond hair turn toward him glaring, but then turn toward us, smile and says, “He doesn’t know what he’s talking about.”
I slide my eyes back to Dex and realize he is still holding my hand even though the handshake stopped a minute ago. I quickly drop my hand and smile as a big bouncer type guy comes up to us and says, “Sorry ladies, you’re holding up the line. Keep moving.” 
Ruby apologizes, and I apologize to Dex because I’m still staring at him. But we move along, and now the gamer to Dex’s right, Simon “SezSimon” Palmer, is signing the shirt. Dex looks back at me as he finishes signing a poster and says, “it was nice meeting you, Morgan,” with a warm smile. I can only manage a smile and nod as Ruby finishes getting the last signature. Then we finish and get out of the line.
We walk a little bit before Ruby stops, grabs my arm and doubles over with laughter.
Author Lauren Helms has been an avid reader from a young age. After starting a book review site, that launched her fully into the book world, she decided to take the plunge and write her first novel. Since she was working for a video game strategy guide publisher at the time, she decided to mix what she knew best, video games and romance. Jumping all in, she joined NaNoWriMo and a month later had a 50K word first draft. Lauren lives in Indianapolis, IN with her video game playing husband, two little girl book nerds, and a little boy who will hopefully be a gamer boy too some day!

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Release Tour ~ Close The Tab ~ by ~ Chelsea Camaron

Title: Close the Tab
Series: Devil’s Due MC #3
Author: Chelsea Camaron
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: May 30, 2017
Cover: Cover Me Darling

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SYNOPSIS

The system created to serve and protect failed him. The domino effect of one person’s crime going unpunished has no boundaries.

He’s no saint.

Bladen ‘Judge’ Jones rides to escape the firm hand of his past. When home is a nightmare, the unknown suddenly isn’t so frightening. Riding with his brothers, the Devil’s Due MC, is more support than he has ever had in his lifetime.

She’s not afraid to call herself a sinner.

Tamalyn Andrews is a master mixer, hiding out in a small town hick bar on the outskirts of a town for nobodies. Looking over her shoulder is something she can’t stop herself from doing. Old habits die hard.

However, danger bellies up to her bar.

Will Bladen face his own past to uncover Tamalyn’s secrets? When everything crashes around her, will Tamalyn open up to Bladen in time to save her life?

Love, hate, anger, and passion collide as the time comes, and the devil demands his due.

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USA Today Bestselling author Chelsea Camaron is a small town Carolina girl with a big imagination. She is a wife and mom chasing her dreams. She writes contemporary romance, erotic suspense, and psychological thrillers. She loves to write blue-collar men who have real problems with a fictional twist. From mechanics to bikers to oil riggers to smokejumpers, bar owners, and beyond, she loves a strong hero who works hard and plays harder.

 

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Release Blitz & Review ~ Bitchslap ~ by ~ J. Kenner

 

 

 

The first time I met her I wanted to slap her.

The second time, I knew I had to have her.

As for the third time, a gentleman doesn’t tell.

So I guess it’s a good thing I’m no gentleman … right?

Let’s get this out of the way, right off the bat: I love women.

I love the way they look. The way they smell. The way they feel. Especially the way they feel. And I’ve pretty much made it my mission to give each and every woman who shares my bed the ride of her life.

Then I met her. Bitchy as hell and completely uninterested in me. And damned if I didn’t want her. Crave her. I told myself I only wanted to tame her. That it was all about the challenge.

I never expected to break through that ice queen exterior and find the softness underneath. Never expected how wild she’d be between the sheets or the way she’d cry my name with such sincere intensity when I totally rocked her world.

Most of all, I never expected to fall for her.

But I did.

And the question is, now that I know I want her, how the hell do I go about keeping her?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

1TBRreview

The ultimate case of mistaken identity that ends up working out for Pierce in the end. He’s at a restaurant/bar to meet a date and he’s behind a woman who is meeting a man – except for business purposes, not a date. But Pierce is hooked immediately. Then he feels the need to apologize and be the businessman Jez thought she was meeting to discuss with.

I loved the thought of this novella and can’t wait for Connor’s story. I’m curious how he’s story will go also…

4 stars!

Julie - J Kenner Author PhotoJ.Kenner (aka Julie Kenner) is the New York Times, USA Today, Publishers Weekly, Wall Street Journal and #1 International bestselling author of over seventy novels, novellas and short stories in a variety of genres.

Though known primarily for her award-winning and international bestselling erotic romances (including the Stark and Most Wanted series) that have reached as high as #2 on the New York Times bestseller list, JK has been writing full time for over a decade in a variety of genres including paranormal and contemporary romance, “chicklit” suspense, urban fantasy, and paranormal mommy lit.

JK has been praised by Publishers Weekly as an author with a “flair for dialogue and eccentric characterizations” and by RT Bookclub for having “cornered the market on sinfully attractive, dominant antiheroes and the women who swoon for them.” A five time finalist for Romance Writers of America’s prestigious RITA award, JK took home the first RITA trophy awarded in the category of erotic romance in 2014 for her novel, Claim Me (book 2 of her Stark Trilogy). Her Demon Hunting Soccer Mom series (as Julie Kenner) is currently in development with AwesomenessTV/Awestruck.

Her books have sold over three million copies and are published in over twenty languages.

In her previous career as an attorney, JK worked as a clerk on the Fifth Circuit Court of Appeals, and practiced primarily civil, entertainment and First Amendment litigation in Los Angeles and Irvine, California, as well as in Austin, Texas. She currently lives in Central Texas, with her husband, two daughters, and two rather spastic cats.

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Release Day Launch & Review ~ Love In Transit

Today we have the release day blitz for Love in Transit, a sexy new project from Jana Aston, Ainsley Booth, Kitty French, BJ Harvey, Raine Miller, and Liv Morris!

Title: Love in Transit

Genre: Contemporary Romance

About Love In Transit:

You know those people that have a house full of motivational slogans? Embrace Every Moment, stamped on their coffee mugs. Always Kiss Me Goodnight painted above their perfectly made beds.

I’m not one of those people.

This morning I overslept, then slipped on a stray sock and banged my toe into the nightstand. The elevator in my building broke and I had to run down six flights of stairs. And then my local coffee shop was closed. For health code violations.

What’s that? Not the end of the world? You want me to suck it up?

Did I mention I’m wearing a wedding dress… on the subway?

It’s a Good Day for a Hot Mess. Someone embroider that on a pillow.

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TBRreview

Ok I loved this anthology!  It starts with the same basic premise but you get to read 6 different authors take on the story.  Which is awesome because they each take the story in a different direction.  So it’s a similar basis but each author tells it differently and I love that.  It’s a way to get 6 different stories in one!

5 stars!

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Release Blitz ~ My Best Friend’s Ex ~ by ~ Meghan Quinn



MY BEST FRIEND’S EX by Meghan Quinn is live! ONE-CLICK now!

 

MY BEST FRIEND’S EX

New Adult STANDALONE Romantic Comedy

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When I found an eviction notice taped on my apartment door, I had two options: find a comfortable cardboard box to call home, or move in with Tucker Jameson.
Seeing that cardboard makes me feel itchy, I chose the latter. Which shouldn’t be that big of a deal since Tucker is one of my good friends. And because he’s still pining after his ex-girlfriend and I’m trying to finish my nursing degree, there is nothing to worry about in the romance department, making my last semester an easy one to conquer.
Boy, was I wrong.
Rules are set, dinners are made, conversations are had, and a shirtless, swoony roommate walks around in nothing but a pair of black briefs, ruining me for every other man.
Before I know it, I turn into a panting, lust-filled woman begging for Tucker to kiss me, touch me, and show me exactly what is hiding under those briefs.
But with great orgasms, comes great consequences.
Tucker might be my friend and roommate but he’s also my best friend’s ex-boyfriend, making him completely off-limits. At least that’s what my brain is telling me, my heart is speaking an entirely different language.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

About the Author:
Born in New York and raised in Southern California, Meghan has grown into a sassy, peanut butter eating, blonde haired swearing, animal hoarding lady. She is known to bust out and dance if “It’s Raining Men” starts beating through the air and heaven forbid you get a margarita in her, protect your legs because they may be humped.
Once she started commuting for an hour and twenty minutes every day to work for three years, she began to have conversations play in her head, real life, deep male voices and dainty lady coos kind of conversations. Perturbed and confused, she decided to either see a therapist about the hot and steamy voices running through her head or start writing them down. She decided to go with the cheaper option and started writing… enter her first novel, Caught Looking.
Now you can find the spicy, most definitely on the border of lunacy, kind of crazy lady residing in Colorado with the love of her life and her five, furry four legged children, hiking a trail or hiding behind shelves at grocery stores, wondering what kind of lube the nervous stranger will bring home to his wife. Oh and she loves a good boob squeeze!
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