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Falling Behind
Seven Years of Bad Luck
Forever and Almost Always
Belong to You
Toxic
Deceiving Lies
What's Left of Me
Threat to Our Forever: The Sensual Edition
Adam, Enough Said
Abby's Survival
Ten Tiny Breaths
Sizzle
The Future of Our Past
Unbearable
Restore Me
Real
The Shoe
Heaven Sent
Unexpected Angel
Every Rose

Saturday, 2 July 2016

release tour for Defending Hayden by L.P. Dover

Title: Defending Hayden 
Series: A Second Chances Novel
Author: LP Dover
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: June 28, 2016 Publisher: Random House  Cover Design by: Mae I Design and Photography Photo Taken by: Regina Wamba
No one’s tougher than Carolina Cougars linebacker Derek McLaughlin. But when a fatal car accident claims the life of his girlfriend, Derek finds himself caught in a destructive spiral of drugs, alcohol, and meaningless sex. But not even a string of one-night stands can ease the hurt. Football is all he has left. Then fate leads him back to the scene of the crash, and into the arms of a kind, gorgeous woman who sees past his façade to the man he once was . . . and can be again.
When a chance roadside encounter brings Derek into her life, veterinarian Hayden Hunter isn’t fooled by his bad attitude: All bark and no bite, he’s hiding a wounded heart beneath that gruff demeanor. And Hayden wants to be the one to kiss it all better. Soon they both find that a dose of passion is potent medicine. But when a hidden enemy lashes out at Hayden, Derek steps up to do what he does best: put his body on the line in the name of love.
“Sexy and emotional with characters you will root for, Defending Hayden is a great addition to the Second Chances series!”—Elisabeth Barrett, author of the Return to Briarwood series
“Defending Hayden is a smart and heartwarming story that is impossible to put down. Throw in a sexy football player and some lovable animals and you’re all set.”—Stina Lindenblatt, author of This One Moment
Guilt plagued me and I felt sick. Getting out of bed, I paced the room, running my hands angrily through my hair. I didn’t want to hurt Hayden. Keeping her away would protect her from my life. She was bound to leave me anyway. I’d fuck up somehow and it would ruin her. What the hell was I talking about? I’d already fucked her up.
“Derek?” Her voice was like honey, silky and sweet. I’d imagined what it would be like to hear that voice screaming my name as I fucked her over and over. Last night had been the best night of my life, but it had scared the shit out of me. I couldn’t shake it. “Derek, are you okay?” she asked. Stopping midstep, I turned to face her, and her eyes widenened when she got a glimpse of my face. I could only imagine what she saw. So many emotions battled inside me. She held the blanket to her chest, and her lips trembled. “Please tell me this wasn’t just a game to you,” she whispered.
Swallowing hard, I sat down on the edge of the bed and reached for her. She recoiled from my touch. “None of this was a game, Hayden. Last night was fucking amazing.”
Her eyes glistened, but her jaw was firm. “Then why are you looking at me like that? Like you regret what we did.”
I wanted to touch her, but last night had been my only chance. She’d never let me close to her again. “I don’t regret it, but eventually you will. You’re not the only one who’s lost someone they cared about. I can’t go through it again. It’s best to stop this before it goes any further.”
“Any further?” she scoffed. She waved her arm around the room, her anger so thick I could cut it with a knife. “If you didn’t want it to go any further, then why did you bring me here? Why would you do that to me?”
“Because I care about you,” I said, knowing it made no sense to her.
“Then why are you pushing me away?” she cried.
Standing, I got up and walked over to the window. “You wouldn’t understand.”
New York Times and USA Today bestselling author L. P. Dover is a southern belle living in North Carolina with her husband and two beautiful girls. Before she began her literary journey she worked in periodontics, enjoying the wonderment of dental surgeries.
She loves to write, but she also loves to play tennis, go on mountain hikes and white water rafting, and has a passion for singing. Her two youngest fans expect a concert each and every night before bedtime, usually Christmas carols.
Dover has written countless novels, including her Forever Fae series, the Second Chances series, the Gloves Off series, the Armed & Dangerous series, the Royal Shifters series, the Society X series, and her standalone novel Love, Lies, and Deception. Her favorite genre to read and write is romantic suspense, but if she got to choose a setting in which to live, it would be with her faeries in the Land of the Fae.
L.P. Dover is represented by Marisa Corvisiero of Corvisiero Literary Agency and Italia Gandolfo of Gandolfo Helin & Fountain Literary Management for dramatic rights.

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BT Urruela - Into the Nothing - Blog Tour

Title: Into the Nothing
Series: Broken Outlaw #1
Author: BT Urruela
Release Date: June 21, 2016
Xander Evans has been on the road for many years. Never settling. Always moving from one place to another, unable to let go of his past. He lived a tragic childhood, spending most of those years in foster care. He's never felt like he's had a home. That is until he stops in the small town of Truman Valley, Missouri, where he meets a woman who will change everything he's ever known.
Paige Watson has it all. A loving family, beautiful home, and a great career. The only thing she's missing....is love. After escaping an abusive relationship, she opens her heart up to a stranger. He is unlike any man she's ever met. He came into her life and turned it completely upside down. Everything is perfect. That is, until one fateful night. 
A night that would tear the Watson family apart, never to be put back together again. 
A night that would send Xander away to prison for life.
"How about twenty questions?" I ask.
"I hate twenty questions."
"How about five questions, then?"
He cracks a smile and lifts an eyebrow. "How about three?"
"Deal!"
"So, have I mentioned how much I fucking hate Tuesdays?" Brandi's voice cuts right between us. Xander looks relieved.
Me? Not so much. "Damn it, Brandi!"
"What?"
"Oh nothing. Can you grab me Fireball though? Pretty please. Two of them." I look at Xander. "You're taking one."
"Three. I am too, bitch! Fuck Tuesdays!" Brandi calls out from across the bar as she begins filling the shot glasses from the Fireball chiller.
"Question one. You said you’ve been traveling for a while now, right? Do you ever get tired of it? Ever feel like settling?”
"Damn. Starting out with the heavy hitters, huh?" He eyes the shot glasses as if hoping it will somehow make them fill faster.
"Need me to go easier on you? Maybe a finger or two first before I go in with the whole fist?"
He looks at me in disbelief. "Did you really just say that?"
"Just answer the question, two fingers or three?"
BT Urruela was an infantryman in the US Army from August 2004 until February 2011. At the end of a year long tour to Baghdad, Iraq, his vehicle was hit by two roadside bombs, which took his right leg below the knee and the life of his commander. He was awarded a Purple Heart for his wounds, an Army Commendation Medal, and Combat Infantryman's Badge. He medically retired from the Army in 2011 and moved to Tampa, FL where he currently works as a Director and Brand Ambassador for VETSports, a veteran community sports nonprofit he co-founded in 2012. He also conducts motivational speeches, works as a cover and fitness model and he's a personal performance trainer. He co-wrote the military romance novel A Lover's Lament and will be releasing his debut solo novel, Into the Nothing, on June 21st, 2016.

Friday, 1 July 2016

Devious Little Lies by Erin Ashley Tanner

Title: Devious Little Lies
Author: Erin Ashley Tanner
Genre: Crime Romance
Release Date: June 21, 2016
Publisher: Samhain Publishing
Sometimes the thing you want most can cost you everything.
After ten tumultuous years as the wife of a feared mob boss—five of them spent alone, thanks to her husband’s incarceration—Rena Rosetti is tired of watching the men Tony left in charge ruin his criminal empire.
Though she has a fight on her hands, she’s determined to prove that the old-school ways of the Cosa Nostra need to be permanently laid to rest. But power means nothing with no one at her side. 
Rena has done her best to ignore the fire Shane Van Adams ignites in her, because…well, he’s her daughter Tricia’s boyfriend. But when Tricia decides she no longer wants him, Rena isn’t prepared for the onslaught when Shane turns those penetrating hazel eyes her way.
Finally, Rena has everything she ever wanted. But all things come with a price, and she’s made some dangerous enemies. Forced to battle mob rivals out to take her down, she must face the harshest truth of all—that the greatest danger she faces is the man sharing her bed.
Warning: Advanced mind games between a sassy broad who bites her tongue for no one, and a younger man who, given the chance, could have been the smoothest criminal of all.
Rena was stunned.

Utterly stunned.

As she and Shane continued to stare at one another, she tried to find her voice. Tricia stepped out of the circle of her arms and stood beside her still holding her arm. As ecstatic as Rena was about her daughter’s surprise visit, she couldn’t help but feel conflicted about the young man Tricia had brought home. Though for all intents and purposes all they’d done was share cups of hot chocolate together, if someone had happened to eavesdrop or pay closer attention to them they would’ve seen something more…something Rena was
afraid her daughter might see even now.

“Mom, say something. You’re awfully quiet.”

Rena tore her gaze away and looked at her daughter. Tricia was the spitting image of her father, a Vegas plastic surgeon that Rena had foolishly become involved with unaware that the bastard was married. To this day she still wished she could put a bullet through Reginald Horne’s head, and even though he’d never been a part of Tricia’s life, Rena didn’t want the blood of her daughter’s father staining her hands.

Warm brown eyes stared, waiting for her to speak. Rena absentmindedly played with her daughter’s long brown hair as she noted how beautiful Tricia looked. She had pecan tan skin and dimples in her cheeks just like Reggie.

“You get even more beautiful every time I see you.”

Tricia rolled her eyes and smiled. “Mom. You’re definitely embarrassing me.”

“Sorry. I admit I’m a little surprised. I didn’t even know you were seeing someone,” Rena said still trying to keep her eyes off Shane.

“Well now you know so shake his hand and invite us inside.”

Rena swallowed the lump in her throat and turned her attention back to Shane. He was looking back and forth between her and Tricia. She was sure that he was searching for the resemblance between them and finding none. Rena wasn’t the least bit surprised.

People had always assumed Tricia was her adopted child. She could only hope Shane was not another fool who fell into that category.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Rosetti. Tricia’s told me so much about you.” He smiled, revealing perfect white teeth and extended his hand.

Rena swallowed back a small yelp as a shock passed between them as they touched. His large hand nearly engulfed hers, and she tried to ignore the strength yet softness of his hand. Rena, what the hell is wrong with you? Get a grip. Her inner voice was right. There was no reason for her to be acting like some young girl who just ran into her crush and had no idea how to act. She was a married woman and the handsome young man gazing at her was
dating her daughter.

“I’m glad to finally meet you, Shane Van Adams. Tricia’s never brought a guy home before.”

There was a double entendre with her words. It was nice to have a name to go with the face of a man who did so much to flatter her ego and make her feel like a vivacious young woman again. But her daughter had decided to bring him home to meet her and for that he’d better be up to par.

“Well then I really hope I impress.” He slowly let go of her hand.

“I’ll let you know.”

The words slipped out before she could stop them. The last thing she needed to do was to try and draw even more attention to the awkwardness of the situation.

“Mom, please stop putting him on the spot already.”

Rena’s gaze flicked to her daughter. “I’m your mother. It’s my job. Now why don’t the two of you come in?”
With a smile, she beckoned them to step inside the mansion. Tricia entered first while Shane followed carrying their bags as Rena held the door. As he passed Rena, he slowed his pace and stopped in front of her. Their eyes met and he opened his mouth to say something, but closed it and released a breath. She shook her head. Right now words between them were dangerous, even more so than the looks her sweet daughter seemed unaware of.

Shane frowned at what she knew had to be the frostiness in her eyes. New boundaries had to be established. New boundaries that couldn’t be crossed no matter what. As Tricia walked ahead talking out loud about the changes in the house, Shane glanced at her and then he did something unexpected, innocent, yet provocatively inappropriate. He kissed her cheek and the softness of his lips against her skin forced her to close her eyes in an effort to steel her emotions.

When she opened her eyes, she was ready to eviscerate him. To take him aside and berate him for daring to come to her home and kiss her while her daughter was in the room.

But she didn’t. She couldn’t. As he moved on behind Tricia, she reminded herself that a kiss on the cheek meant nothing. It was just a greeting to acknowledge a past history between them that could not under any circumstances be acknowledged. He cared for Tricia and he knew how lucky he was to have her.

He’d told her that at the airport, so for now she was choosing to believe that and not the searing look in his eyes every time he glanced at her. Shane was just confused. It wasn’t every day a man found out a woman he was attracted to and shared secrets with was his girlfriend’s mother. At least that was what she was going to keep telling herself. She had no other choice. The truth was better left buried in word and thought.
Erin Ashley Tanner is the creator of stories featuring fierce females and the men who love them.

Prior to journeying into the world of contemporary romance, Erin wrote paranormal romance for Evernight Publishing. Her debut novel, Goddess of Legend released in October 2013, was an Amazon bestseller and was the first in her Demi-God Daughters paranormal romance series. The follow up, Goddess by Chance was released in November 2014.
Dirty Little Secrets, a light organized crime romance was released in July 2015 by Samhain Publishing. Erin's first independent publishing project was an Organized Crime Romance titled Gun Moll, co-written with author Bethany-Kris was released on May 23rd and was an Amazon bestseller.

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Blog Tour of Uncovering Camila by Vivian Winslow

Book: Uncovering Camila
Author: Vivian Winslow
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Synopsis
Camila Cohen is a highly ambitious and driven third-year NYU law student who works as a part-time bartender to help pay her way through school. She prefers no-strings attached relationships, afraid that anything serious could get in the way of her goals. But when chef Eliseo Perez ditches her for a job in Miami, she realizes even a casual arrangement can leave you feeling burned. Just as Camila’s close to accepting a position at the high-powered law firm of Sullivan & Moore (more appropriately known by its initials, S & M), her uncle Arthur, the head of the Cohen Real Estate dynasty, makes a proposal that compels Camila to question the career path she’d always assumed would be right for her. As she attempts to balance her busy final year of law school with her bartending job, what should have been a random Tinder date for a hot hook-up leads to something unexpected. Meeting the incredibly brilliant and handsome Marshall James forces Camila to face her greatest fears and realize that creating a life for herself means making decisions that could potentially hurt the ones she loves.
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Elizabeth Ann Hayes writes Romance under the pen name Vivian Winslow. Elizabeth was born in San Diego, California but has spent most of her adult life as the consummate wanderer. Her nomadic life took her abroad to Paris, Madrid, London, Hong Kong, Los Angeles, and São Paulo. After eleven moves across four continents over a span of seventeen years, her journey brought her back to New York City in 2011 where, despite the chaotic pace, she’s managed to make it home for herself and her family.
Since 2014, Elizabeth has published nine novellas in her Gilded Flower Trilogies as well as two installments of Wildflowers, a New Adult series of standalone novels. These contemporary romance books are female-driven with strong, beautiful and intelligent women as well as diverse characters, reflecting her own multi-cultural heritage.
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Camila turns her body to face Marshall. Lifting her hand, she runs a finger down the side of his face. He catches her hand and trails kisses around her palm. From there he runs his tongue up her index finger and sucks. He continues to suck on her fingers relentlessly, each one stirring her craving for sex even more than the last. She smiles to herself. This dare will be far easier than I thought.
She sits astride Marshall on the bench, careful not to tear her dress. “You sure about this?” He asks.
“Why do you ask?” Camila rubs his cock from outside his trousers. “You want to hear me say that I want to be with you?”
“Yeah, I do,” he replies before crushing his lips against Camila’s. Like last time, this kiss blows her away with its intensity, as he alternates between tender caresses and biting her bottom lip. Unlike last time, there’s an undercurrent of desperation behind it because they both know the weekend will end and their City lives will resume, where neither one will be able to touch the other. Somehow that prospect of it ending before it even begins drives them further into the moment, passion superseding all reason and doubt.
Camila doesn’t speak right away. She wants her kisses to speak her desire for her. For her tongue to find his and to stroke it the way he stroked her pussy that morning in her apartment. She brings her hands to his face, gripping him with the intensity of a lover who’s saying both hello and good-bye. It’s truly liberating to own this level of freedom with someone knowing that the present is all they have. She can feel his erection grow and press against her cunt, growing slicker with every kiss and lick against her lips. Camila draws his left hand under her dress so he can feel her desire.
Marshall moans into the next kiss, taking her deeper as he buries two fingers inside of Camila. She cries out silently, only a jagged breath shattering the stillness around them. Time has literally ceased to exist in this moment between the two lovers as they continue to climb toward their mutual pleasure. Camila lowers the zipper of his pants, freeing his cock. Marshall hisses as she begins to stroke him. What he wouldn’t give to feel himself inside her warm mouth right now. He groans as he bites down on Camila’s lips, remembering how it felt when she took him deep inside her. He starts to penetrate Camila faster. He wants to fuck her this way and so many others right here on this bench. How perfect and poetic to have someone like Camila on the Baron estate where he’d lost his virginity to Dahlia, the eldest of the twin daughters, all those years ago in the pool house. To bring such light to a place that represents so many memories from his past fills him with such a sense of peace he doesn’t want it to end.
Marshall takes out his fingers and licks them before putting them in Camila’s mouth. She sucks on them hard. The idea that these fingers were just inside her pussy drives her further into her lust. She lowers herself over his cock, prepared for how deep he would go and how far it would stretch her. This time her eyes are open, watching the look of pleasure on his face as she takes him fully.
His moan is louder than it should be, but neither of them cares. She rides him slowly this time, with greater purpose than before. Each time, she wants to feel him deep inside her, and he wants to savor it too. Marshall pulls Camila tight to him, burying his groans into her mouth, his kisses conveying a warmth and gratitude for tonight, for that morning in her apartment, and for feeling so fucking good at this moment.
He buries his face in her breasts as he continues to thrust into her. Her cries match his. Both are so close to coming, but neither of them is ready to. The reality after the fact will hit them both, and they want to push it away as long as they can. Marshall wraps his arms around her tighter, unable to edge any longer. “I’m going to come,” he whispers.
Camila nods as she rides him harder, lifting herself off, and slamming down so she feels it in her G-spot. She draws a deep breath, finally reaching that deep abyss as Marshall stops thrusting and lets himself go.
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