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Thursday, June 30, 2016

Excerpt Reveal ~ EMINENT LOVE by Leddy Harper

If you missed the cover reveal of EMINENT LOVE by Leddy Harper on Hypable last week, you have got to take a look below! This cover is absolutely STUNNING. Plus - get your first look at what's inside!

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About EMINENT LOVE

Life doesn’t always start with once upon a time. Love doesn’t always end with happily ever after. After spending five years with the love of my life, I did nothing to stop her from walking away. She had her reasons to leave. I had my reasons to stay. But a year later, the realization of loss hits me, and I’ll stop at nothing to fix it. I leave everything behind to drive across the country to win her back, and I refuse to accept anything other than fulfilling old promises. But the only certainty in life is: nothing is as expected. The most valuable lessons don’t often revolve around a fairytale ending—frequently, they come from hurt and healing. They come from the kind of personal growth love offers. The mending of your heart, your soul, and your life. And every once in a while, you find the greatest gifts in the packages you never expected to open.
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I’ve done nothing for a year other than think of her and remember how good I’d had it. How healing her love was for me. How I’d never find anything resembling it again. Not like I’d tried, but that didn’t mean anything. Nothing had meaning without her. Nothing. I inhaled deeply, my heart hammering away…and I pressed call. My breathing ceased as it rang. Once. Twice. Three times. And then her voice came through the line. Such a soft sound, like a melody. Warm and soothing, just like her. The air blew out harshly past my lips as I readied myself to speak, to recite the words I’d held onto for a year. Although, before my lungs completely deflated, my breath caught in my chest, burning me from the inside out. “Hey, you’ve reached Layne. Well, not really. You’ve reached my voicemail. I wasn’t able to get to my phone fast enough, but if you leave a message, I’ll call ya right back.” With my eyes closed, I could picture her perfectly. Her smile was evident in her voice, in the way she spoke with a lilt at the end of her words. Pain. That’s what listening to her voice filled me with. Immense torture. I couldn’t even form enough thought to come up with something to say. When the beep sounded, I didn’t speak. One second. Two. Three. Four seconds of complete silence dragged out before I finally ended the call. “Fucking stupid idiot,” I said aloud as I slammed the phone down on the table. My face immediately fell into my hands. Of course she didn’t answer. She had no reason to. She’d said all she needed to say in the email she’d sent about a month after we’d broken up. An email I’d disregarded for weeks before finding the patience to open it. I should’ve responded then. I should’ve done something. However, I chose to dismiss her and the entire situation. It had been easier at the time because I’d allowed the fury inside to burn stronger until any ounce of compassion regarding her or our life together had been decimated, charred beyond recognition. Turned into ashes and then carried away by the wind.  

About Leddy Harper

Leddy Harper had to use her imagination often as a child. She grew up the only girl in a house full of boys. At the age of fourteen, she decided to use that imagination and wrote her first book, and never stopped. She often calls writing her therapy, using it as a way to deal with issues through the eyes of her characters. She is now a mother of three girls, leaving her husband as the only man in a house full of females. The decision to publish her first book was made as a way of showing her children to go after whatever it is they want to. Love what you do and do it well. Most importantly Leddy wanted to teach them what it means to overcome their fears.

Tuesday, June 28, 2016

Blog Tour & Review ~ Just Keep Sweet by Melissa Brown






Just Keep Sweet (Compound Series #3)
by Melissa Brown
Release Date: June 21, 2016
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SYNOPSIS

Obstacles.
So many obstacles. Nothing but obstacles.

Months ago, I agreed to help Aspen Black take down the Prophet of the FLDS—to prevent her daughter from being married at an early age, and to save innocent lives from systemic abuse on the compound.

The obstacles in this case are mounting, as are my feelings for Aspen. The tension between us is palpable and I know there’s more to our connection than the increasingly difficult case at hand. But, she’s not only married to the Prophet’s brother, she’s equally devoted to her faith. Two obstacles that just may be insurmountable.

But, no matter what happens, I will close this case. 
Even if it kills me.





EXCERPT


After receiving a text the following morning from Aspen, I hauled myself to the station at the ass crack of dawn, the adrenaline of anticipation overpowering the pull of grogginess and the desire to stay in bed a couple more hours.
"Seriously?" asked Megan, the receptionist, looking at me over her reading glasses. She let out a yawn behind her hand as she waited for my response.
I froze. "What?"
"You've never been here this early ... like ever." She laughed, holding up the hot pink clock from behind her desk.
"And how would you know that?" I flirted, waving the clock away until she placed it back behind her desk. "You've only worked here for five minutes."
Megan had moved to Arizona a month before and was still adjusting to the area. She was originally from Chicago and had a serious accent—like those guys in the "Da Bears" skit on SNL.
God, I'm old.
"Big case?"
"You know it." I winked, and she blushed. She'd had a crush on me since the first day we met when I winked at her casually and her cheeks turned a deep red. Since then I was guilty of manipulating that crush for my own gain.
I'm an asshole sometimes.
Leaning in, I lowered my voice and pretended to look down her shirt for a brief second. Her cheeks grew darker. "Listen, um ..." I looked around the office. "The case I'm working on is highly sensitive and the girl coming in is from the local FLDS compound—"
Her mouth dropped open. "Oh my God, seriously? I haven't seen one yet."
I cringed at her phrasing, which was new for me. Just months ago, I wouldn't have flinched—hell, I said things like it—referring to the members of the FLDS as if they were animals at the zoo, a spectacle to be observed. Aspen changed all that. They were people. People who needed my help.
"Yeah, well, don't stare, okay? Just direct her to my office as quickly as you can. The sergeant isn't exactly a fan, if you know what I mean."
"Got it." She nodded, aiming to please me.
"Thanks." I offered one more empty wink and strolled to my office, leaving the door open in anticipation of Aspen's arrival. Before I had the chance to log my password into my laptop, I heard the alluring tone of her voice.
"Detective?"
Within seconds, I'd hopped to my feet and crossed the room, wrapping my arms around her and pulling her tight. She tensed at my touch which, although it hurt my ego slightly, reminded me that our relationship was supposed to be a professional one. I released her from my grasp, stepping back and holding my hands in the air.
"Sorry, I just—it's just so good to see you."
The corners of her lips turned up, and her normally pale cheeks turned a deep shade of pink. "No, no, it's all right. It's wonderful to see you, too, you have no idea ... I'm just ... Well, I've never been one for hugs. My mother used to tease me about it all the time."
"So in other words, it's not me, it's you?" I asked with a nervous laugh.
"Something like that." She smiled, showing her teeth. Something she didn't do often. They were bright white and straight, especially for someone who couldn't possibly have had braces growing up.
Am I really falling over myself because of an impressive set of teeth? What the hell is wrong with you, Cooke? Get your shit together.
For the briefest of moments, I studied her ... this young woman standing in my office, trying to figure out what it was that made me feel this way in her presence. I certainly didn't the first time we met. I couldn't quite put my finger on when she started to creep into my subconscious. Her hair was a generic shade of brown, pulled back into a long braid that hung to her waist. She was wearing the traditional FLDS thick cotton dress that covered every inch of her body. And her feet were covered with worn sneakers. From a distance, there was nothing remarkable about Aspen at all, really.
But there was more to her, and I knew it. Her eyes were a deep aquamarine, so brilliant in color that I would have thought they were colored contacts if I didn't know better. Her strong eyebrows only served to pronounce those eyes further. Her skin was clear and pale, like that of a porcelain doll and her lips were, despite never being covered with makeup, a dusty shade of pink. They were full and plump, waiting to be kissed. More than her beautiful face was everything that made her Aspen. Aspen was stubborn, clever, and determined ... everything Elizabeth called me on a daily basis. Cut from the same cloth. Perhaps that, ultimately, was the reason I was so drawn to her. Or maybe I simply wanted to protect her.
Nope, couldn't be it. I protected women every day on the job; it was more than that. It had to be. It was her.
Shaking off my mounting attraction, I got down to business. I wasn't doing either of us any favors by acting like a stupid-ass teenager in her presence.
"Did you bring the note? Is there anything we can use?"
Aspen reached into her bag, nodding. "Yes, but I'm not sure. I'll leave that to the expert."
 I studied the note, rage building in my gut with each sentence. So much condescension and entitlement in one little piece of paper. When I reached the part about myself, I could feel my neck grow hot. There was no way he could know of my attachment to Aspen, but I felt as if he could read my mind. It creeped the shit out of me.
Aspen could read my face. "There's nothing, is there?"
I shook my head, feeling defeated despite the anger flaring in my gut. "I've spent some time on our database, and it looks as though a few of the prophet's customers in the ledger have quite the record."
"Record?" she asked, following me to my desk. I pulled a chair around for her and gestured for her to take a seat as I finished logging into my laptop.
"Criminal record ... some were busted for drugs, one was arrested for indecent exposure."
Aspen knitted her brow. "What is that?"
"It's when you show your naked body to someone unsolicited and in public."
Aspen recoiled as if she'd tasted a sour lemon. "Who would do that?"
"Who would pay to spend time in the prophet's room of horrors? We're dealing with some fucked-up characters, Aspen."
"Good point."
"Sorry about the language."
She shook her head and grinned. "I don't even notice it anymore."
I gritted my teeth. "That might not be such a good thing, Little House."
"Hm." She bit her bottom lip and looked down at the floor.
"What?"
"When you first called me that, I despised you for it. You were making fun of me and I knew it. It was infuriating. But now ..."
I swallowed hard, looking into her eyes, overwhelmed by their subtle intensity. "Yeah?"
"You have no idea how nice it was to hear it again, to be here with you. I feel safe again, even though I know I'm not." She shook her head. "Not in the slightest."
"You will be," I said with determination. "I'll make sure of it."
Aspen tilted her head to the side, studying my eyes as she narrowed her own. "I believe you."
A knock at the door startled us both. Aspen jumped in her seat, and I clutched the arm of my chair as I looked up, hoping I wouldn't see Sergeant Ross beneath the doorframe. Instead, I saw another member of the FLDS, a woman I'd never seen before.
"Holly?" Aspen said, confusion in her voice.
The young woman, not much older than Aspen, had deep blond hair and dark eyes. Her presence was meek, unassuming, like most of the women I'd encountered from the compound. Her mouth was dropped open as she stared at us.
"Aspen?" she asked, looking as confused as Aspen sounded. "What are you doing here?


This series is fabulous. I love diving into the compound life because it is different from other books I read. 
Just Keep Sweet starts off where Mother Before Wife ended. Aspen and Jonathan are still trying to figure out what the prophet is doing in the temple. They run into obstacles with their investigation and getting information. They get a break when a few people offer to help them with the case by stepping forward with valuable information. 
There are added POVs that add extra content to the story without messing with the flow. It's nice getting to see what some of the other characters are thinking and doing. 






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AUTHOR PROFILE


 Melissa Brown was born and raised in the suburbs of Chicago. She attended the University of Illinois and is the mother of two fantastic kids. She's an avid reader who enjoys making handmade gifts for her family and friends, as well as baking and painting. Melissa has an unhealthy obsession with pop culture. She speaks fluent movie quotes from the 1980s (John Hughes = genius), reads celebrity gossip magazines and never misses an episode of Scandal. She enjoys writing contemporary romance, romantic suspense and young adult novels.

All of Melissa's books are currently available exclusively through Amazon.com and are part of the Kindle Unlimited Program.




Monday, June 27, 2016

New Release & Review - Pieces by Toni Aleo writing as T. Aleo


Pieces
A Patchworks Novel 
by T. Aleo
Released: June 27, 2016




In New York City, an underground society of supernatural beings exists, hidden among everyday humans. They don’t know of our activities or any of our secrets.
The districts of the Works are made up of vampires, wolves, shifters, witches, and I’m in the fifth and arguably most important district, the Patchwork. My father is the leader of our group, and he oversees all of the other factions.
As his only daughter, that makes me the princess of it all. Cool, right? Actually…no. Sure, I live in a mansion and money isn’t an object, but that doesn’t matter because I can’t leave. I have a guard who follows me around 24/7. My father and three older brothers treat me like I’m a fragile piece of glass, never allowed to take an independent step or make any decisions on my own.
It’s beyond frustrating—especially since my father essentially runs my life. He says what I do, when I do it, how I do it, and all that jazz. He tests his formulas and new techniques on me. I’m a walking science experiment.
I hate it.
I hate my life here.
But then he comes along: Killian.
He’s just some vampire…or so I thought.
But you’ll have to read my story to find out what I mean. To know my secrets. Until then, though, allow me to introduce myself.
My name is Rebecca von Stein.
And I’m a descendant of Dr. Frankenstein.
Welcome to the Works.


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Wow! Toni Aleo is the queen of hockey romance but now she writes paranormal flawlessly. Is there anything she can’t write? I think not. 

She weaved this new world of witches, wolves, vampires and Dr. Frankenstein’s descendants, that had me hooked from the very first page. It was a fresh new story that I devoured in one sitting. This story was filled with suspense, mystery and romance. It had me on edge wanting, no, needing to know what would happen next.

I was surprised at the turn of events not knowing what to expect. It was refreshing to be surprised with each page. Oh and the end was frustrating and perfect and I wanted more. It’s not a cliffhanger per se but you’ll definitely want more. And I know Toni won’t let us down. She’ll give us more of this world and I can’t wait!







Sunday, June 26, 2016

BLOG TOUR & REVIEW: Wicked Ride by Sawyer Bennett



Wicked Ride (The Wicked Horse Series Book #4)
Sawyer Bennett
Release Date: June 28, 2016


Synopsis:
I think this woman may be the death of me. A dire prediction, but probably true.
Probably true because she’s not mine to have and I’ll probably take her, even at the risk to my own safety. So many men slobbering to get a taste of her and only one, sweet, virginal girl to go around.

That’s right.

She’s a virgin.
Looking like a porcelain china doll that would break if not handled carefully. But I also know she’s stronger than she looks.
She’s a contradiction.
She’s most likely my downfall.
Like I said, she’ll probably be the death of me, but it’s a risk I’m willing to take.



**Warning: this book has sex in it. Lots of sex. Dirty sex. The Wicked Horse Series is a bit different than what Sawyer Bennett normally writes. While you’ll still enjoy fabulous characters, a suspenseful story, some witty banter and an epic romance, there’s just… a lot of sex. You’ve been warned.

Goodreads Link: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/30194043-wicked-ride




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Once again Sawyer turns up the heat at The Silo. This book was deliciously sexy. Both of these characters have back stories and while there was lots and lots of heat you still get a great story.

I absolutely can’t get enough of this series. Sawyer turns up the heat with each new book. These sexy men are dirty talking, rough riding, alpha males. They make your heart stop and your panties melt.

Logan and Auralie have this chemistry that can’t be denied. A connection that is on a deeper level; soulmates coming together.  The sexual tension and build up will have you panting right along with them.  

As always Bridger is there in the shadows waiting. He’s quiet and keeps to himself but would do anything for anyone. And OMG that epilogue is killing me. I have got to have more and I can’t wait till the next book.



Bennett_photo_2014  About the Author: Since the release of her debut contemporary romance novel, Off Sides, in January 2013, Sawyer Bennett has released more than 30 books and has been featured on both the USA Today and New York Times bestseller lists on multiple occasions. A reformed trial lawyer from North Carolina, Sawyer uses real life experience to create relatable, sexy stories that appeal to a wide array of readers. From new adult to erotic contemporary romance, Sawyer writes something for just about everyone. Sawyer likes her Bloody Mary’s strong, her martinis dirty, and her heroes a combination of the two. When not bringing fictional romance to life, Sawyer is a chauffeur, stylist, chef, maid, and personal assistant to a very active toddler, as well as full-time servant to two adorably naughty dogs. She believes in the good of others, and that a bad day can be cured with a great work-out, cake, or a combination of the two. 

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Friday, June 24, 2016

COVER REVEAL - Chronicles of a Serial Dater by Adele Huxley & Savan Robbins



Title: Chronicles of a Serial Dater
Series: Chronicles of a Serial Dater #1
Authors: Adele Huxley & Savan Robbins
Genre: New Adult Romantic Comedy
Release Date: July 13, 2016



Blurb

I thought I had love and life figured out. Then my boyfriend of seven years dumped me right before our college graduation and my seemingly perfect parents announced they were getting divorced after 30 years of marriage.

Everything I thought I knew about love was erased in a matter of days and my first amazing summer as an official adult was officially... different.

Thanks to my friends, I've mostly recovered and feel ready to dip my toe in the dating pool. I'm thrust into a new world of dating filled with apps, emoticons, and acronyms. Swipe this, tag that…

WTF does DTF even mean??

I’m off to a rocky start, starting with a guy we’ve nicknamed Mr. Chompy. It doesn’t get much better from there…






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Excerpt

“I’m sure it wasn’t that bad,” Anette said, barely stifling a laugh.

I shot her a long-suffering look and grabbed a can of Diet Coke out of the fridge. “It was bad. Horrific, train wreck, body-parts-flung-from-the-wreckage kind of bad.”

I nudged Zach’s legs off the coffee table as I pushed by to take my seat on the sofa. I couldn’t help a sadistic smile when he moaned. “Hey, now. Just because you had a foul date doesn’t mean you have to…”

“He chomped.”

Both Anette and Zach exchanged glances, the pair of them now fully focused on the horror show that had become my date for the evening.

“I’m sorry... he what?” Anette giggled.

“Allow me to demonstrate. You’re me.” I turned towards Zach on the sofa, my knee wedged tightly against his body. “We were at his house, sitting this close, and started making out. Everything seemed fine. Then he does this move with his hand,” I explained as I slid my hand along the side of his jaw and into the shaggy hair at the back of his head. I looked to Anette and shrugged. “Hot, right?”

“Oh yeah, I’m all tingly over here,” she conceded, crossing her arms.

“And we kiss,” I added, leaning in for the full effect. Zach stiffened, probably afraid I would actually kiss him. “He pulls back, makes this bizarre face and chomps.” I open my mouth as wide as my date had and clack my teeth together with a violent CHOMP.

I pause for a second and then throw my hands in the air as if declaring victory in the I Swear I’m Not Making This Up competition. Shock washed over their faces as I allowed the scene to sink in.

“I still don’t understand,” Zach frowned.

“That face, right there! That’s the face I think I was making… the first time.”

Anette threw her ass down on the coffee table and stared at me incredulously. “Hold on. The first time? This nutjob did this more than once?”

“You let this nutjob do this more than once?” Zach added.

I smoothed my hair out with both hands and sighed. “I didn’t want to be mean. Maybe he has a tic, or Tourette's. At the very least, I hoped he’d had something stuck in his teeth he was trying to get out.”

“Because flossing with your face makes absolutely perfect sense. Yep.”

I rolled my eyes at her and continued retelling my night from hell. “But he kept doing it. And that’s when I realized the funny face he was making was supposed to be sexy. It was like he’d learned seduction techniques from a Looney Toons cartoon.”

Anette patted me comfortingly on the knee and returned to getting ready for work. “Well, at least you have the story to remember him by. You might have nightmares about denture-wearing zombies chasing you for the next few weeks, but whatever.”

“That wasn’t the worst part,” I intoned, unsure if I even wanted to reveal this section of my night. Maybe I should take it to the grave…





SPECIAL INSTRUCTIONS!!!

The dates Talia goes on are real. These are dates and experiences readers just like you have shared with us, as unbelievable as that might seem. The profiles on each cover are lifted from real dating profiles.

Even the text conversations are real! PLUS! Every “episode” includes bonus material posted on Talia’s blog, “Chronicles of a Serial Dater”

When it comes to the crazy world of dating in the digital age, reality is far stranger than any fiction.

Have you been on a horrible or hilarious date? Your stories from dating hell could appear in future episodes of Chronicles of a Serial Dater!

Please visit the author’s website to find Talia’s blog, Chronicles of a Serial Dater for bonus content to be released throughout the summer! If you would like to share your own stories of bad dates and dating gone wrong, it may be featured on Talia’s blog or in a future release. If it is chosen for a future release, you will receive a free copy of the series!




Adele Huxley


Adele Huxley is an author with many facets. She writes romance with unique, flawed characters and creates immersive settings. Some series are realistic and contemporary, others are suspenseful and action-packed, but all come with a story line you can't walk away from. Her alter-ego T.S. Huxley loves to dabble in the steamier side of romance...




Savan Robbins

Savan Robbins’ creativity knows no bounds. Although she’s been writing for years, she’s excited to make her publishing debut with the Chronicles of a Serial Dater series. As an avid reader of many genres, Savan draws inspiration from many places. With an incredible story already in the works, Savan is sure to become your next favorite author!

RELEASE BLITZ & GIVEAWAY - Unmatchable by Sky Corgan



Title: Unmatchable
Author: Sky Corgan
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: June 17, 2016



Blurb

From USA Today bestselling author Sky Corgan comes a sexy new billionaire romance. 

I've spent my entire adult life avoiding dating, which is funny because I work for a matchmaking service. My boss calls me "The Beast" because of my no B.S. attitude. My job is to scare away problem clients—the unmatchables.

In waltzes Mister Alfred Barnes. He's stuck up, brazen, and mouthwateringly gorgeous. Guys like him think they own the world, but in here I'm in charge. Kicking him out of my office is one of my greatest pleasures...until I find out that he totally lied about his identity.

Someone is going to get fired over this, and it might be me.

Now Mister Barnes is after me. After me in the most unexpected of ways. I've never dealt with anyone like him before, and years of therapy tell me that he's exactly not what I need. 

What does my therapist know, though? She has her own secrets, and I'm beginning to think that everyone is out to destroy me. I'm beginning to think that I'm the one who is unmatchable.

This is a standalone novel. No cliffhangers.



Purchase Links

AMAZON US / UK 





Excerpt

"Are you telling me that I'm not allowed to see anyone else?”

“That's exactly what I'm telling you.” He closes in on me, making my heart skip a beat as he holds my chin between his thumb and forefinger. “You're mine now. Only mine.”

“That's a very brazen thing to say.”

“I'm a brazen man. And I don't like sharing, Ember. You should know that off the bat.”

“I don't like sharing either,” my voice is a lusty whisper as I stare up into his eyes.

He has me trapped, feeling weak and vulnerable and wanton. Oh so wanton. Everything in me that is trying to resist him is failing. Miserably.

I part my lips instinctively as he bends to kiss me. Fireworks go off inside of my head as our mouths mold together. His tongue peeks inside eagerly, and mine rushes to meet his, tasting him. His hand slips around my waist, and he presses me back against the door. My clit pulses as I feel the front of his slacks bulge against me, and the thought comes to my mind that I could have him if I wanted him. Right now, I could take him to my apartment and be lying beneath him. I could run my hands down the hard planes of his chest and the rippling of his abdominal muscles. I could experience what it's like to be filled by him.






Author Bio


Sky Corgan is a USA Today Best-Selling author. When she's not typing away at the next steamy romance series, she's busy planning for future vacations.



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