PRE-ORDER BLITZ- Devil by Jordan Marie

 

 

Title: Devil
Series: Savage MCTennessee #1
Author: Jordan Marie
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: June 5, 2018
Blurb
He is my biggest temptation…

Logan is a complication I didn’t count on.
I need to stay away—too many lives depend on it.
One wrong move and everything around me will crumble.

But his graveled voice calls to me.

His wicked smile takes my breath.

His whiskey colored eyes intoxicates me.

His heated touch seduces me.

And his hard body promises hot nights beyond my dirtiest fantasies.

Saying yes, would be wrong.
But being wrong feels so good.

 

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USA Today Best Selling Author Jordan Marie, is just a simple small town country girl who is haunted by Alpha Men who talk in her head 24 hours a day.

She likes to create a book that takes you on an emotional journey whether tears, laughter (or both) or just steamy hot fun (or all 3). She loves to connect with readers and interacting with them through social media, signings or even old fashioned email.

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PRE-ORDER BLITZ- Fighting Back by Rebecca Barber

 

Title: Fighting Back
Series: Meet the McIntyres #3
Author: Rebecca Barber
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: May 5, 2018
Blurb
Holly
Growing up, I was treated like a Princess.
But everyone knows, to get your happily ever after, you have to fight for the fairy-tale.
And I’d certainly endured more than my fair share of fights.
Relentlessly bullied at boarding school, my brothers brought me home to help me heal.
But I was scarred by the secrets I harboured, both inside and out.
Being home though, means risking everyone finding out my ugly truth.
And I can’t let that happen.

Jack
My family’s a mess.
It’s probably why I spend more nights asleep in my ute, than I do in my own bed.
I don’t have the time or the energy to deal with anything more.
One day at a time is all I can handle right now.
Yet when I see her, the broken girl sitting alone in the dirt, I can’t simply drive past.
Before I know what’s happening my life’s tangled with my tortured, beautiful neighbour.
And there’s nowhere else I’d rather be.

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I’m just me. A clumsy, introverted, bubble bath loving, chocoholic who would rather read a book than go shopping. And god forbid if you try and make me shoe shop!

I’m one of four kids to school teacher parents. A wife to a football obsessed husband. Mother to a fur-baby who isn’t aware of how big he is. Aunt to the most crazy/adorable little girls. And sister to two very determined sisters and one easy going brother.

I live in Canberra Australia and work too many hours a day at my day job.

I’m a book whore who can easily (and happily) read a book from start to finish in a day and when I do have spare time, you’ll find me in the writing cave.

 

PRE-ORDER BLITZ- Love at Last by Claudia Connor

 

Title: Love at Last
Author: Claudia Connor
Genre: Standalone Contemporary Romance
Release Date: April 24, 2018
Blurb
All new romance from New York Times Bestselling Author Claudia Connor…

How many times can you be unlucky in love before you decide it’s not luck, it’s you?

With her ex-groom’s words, I’m in love with someone else, still ringing in her ears, Clare Franklin flies off alone to her would-be honeymoon. Forced to accept not everyone gets that happily ever after she’s always dreamed of, she’s done with men. Until she gets tangled up, quite literally, with one sexy veterinarian.

The only thing Dr Deacon Montgomery wants is to share his surgical expertise and get back to his two year old twin daughters. But, the connection he feels with Clare highlights just how alone he really is and makes him wonder if he can be more than doctor and daddy.

Long talks and moonlit walks under the rustle of palms has Clare thinking maybe she gave up on love too soon. Until one phone call from home changes everything.

 

 

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His wide, warm palm grazed her lower back as they wove their way through the tables to the exit. They crossed over the water garden in silence, slowing as they reached a fork in the path.
“Which way?” Deacon asked. “I’ll walk you back.”
“That’s sweet, but you really don’t have to. It’s a five-star resort, not downtown Los Angeles.”
Deacon kept walking. “True. But you know, I took you to dinner and all.”
She arched a brow at him. “It’s also an all-inclusive resort. Maybe I took you.”
“Maybe you did.”
He flashed her that slightly lopsided grin that hit her right in the chest. She conceded to the walk, and together, they followed the brick path. The resort was dark, but lights along the sidewalk lit the path and shined up the skinny gray trunks of the swaying palms. It was quiet, and when they didn’t pass even one other person, she was glad he was walking her back.
She slowed as they came to the breezeway leading to her building and pointed up the steps to the second floor. “I’m up there, so…”
Deacon started up the steps. “I’ll walk you to the door. I’m funny like that.”
She probably should have said no, insisted that she could make it to her door on her own. Because of course she could. But she didn’t insist, just followed enormously glad she’d removed the HONEYMOON banner from her door.
They reached her room, and she turned to face him. Just the two of them now, up here, alone at her door. She felt a slight buzzing in her head that had nothing to do with alcohol.
“Well, Clare of the here and now.”
She rolled her eyes at the reminder of her earlier word-vomit ramble. “It was nice to meet you.” She stuck out her hand, hoping it wasn’t sweaty.
“It was nice to meet you, too.”
It didn’t feel like a simple handshake as he wrapped his fingers around hers. “I had fun tonight. You turned what might have been a horrible night into something surprisingly nice.”
“I’m glad.”
“Thank you for catching me and saving my top and for dinner and talking and…” And maybe she could stoptalking.
“You’re welcome.”
A frog gave a low croak, and another answered, but she figured the pounding of her heart was louder.
The buzzing in her head grew louder, and she felt dizzy from looking into his eyes and staring at his lips because she wanted him to kiss her. She wanted to feel those smooth, firm lips on hers, to taste him and feel his arms around her.I’m losing my mind.
“You’re beautiful,” he said. “I’ve been wanting to say that all night.” He lifted his hand and lightly brushed his thumb over her cheek.
Then he leaned in, and she moved. Just…moved. In and up, her fingers twisting in the front of his shirt. She was just falling into the taste of him, just getting that warm, tingling flood of a first kiss when her brain fully registered that he’d been leaning in to kiss her cheek.
“I’m sorry.” She swallowed hard, felt a stinging heat flooding into her cheeks, and wished desperately to disappear. Deacon was staring at her in complete confusion. That made two of them. “I’m… really sorry.”
She spun to her door. A stiff wind sang through the open-air hallway, slapping her hair across her eyes. How she got her key in the lock, she had no idea. Mumbling one more apology over her shoulder, she opened the door and closed it behind her. She stood, heart pounding in mortification, her lips buzzing.
The champagne glasses and fruit and cheese tray had been cleared. The bed had been turned back, and the damn swans were back, nestled in the center of the bed and kissing right on their terrycloth lips.

 

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Claudia Connor is an award winning New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of Contemporary Romance, including the beloved McKinney Brothers series. Claudia writes, warm, heartfelt romances with a bit of steam, a lot of family and always a happily ever after. Claudia attended Auburn University, where she received her undergraduate and masters degrees in early childhood education, and completed her studies in Sawbridgeworth, England. When she’s not writing, she enjoys movies, reading, and travel, with a heavy dose of daydreaming during all three. Claudia lives near Memphis, Tennessee, with her husband and three daughters.

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EXCERPT REVEAL- Oceanside by Michelle Mankin

 

Title: Oceanside
Series: Rock Stars, Surf and Second Chances #3
Author: Michelle Mankin
Genre: Rock Star/Contemporary Romance
Release Date: April 10, 2018

 

Blurb
Oscar night.
Rock star legend, Ashland Keys should be on top of the world, but the blond blue-eyed SoCal surfer is disillusioned with fame, done with drugs, bored with the groupies and sick of all the fake f*ckery.
A rising star, Fanny Bay is nominated for best original song in the same category as the Dirt Dogs band, but the novel redhead with the corkscrew curls and the slight Canadian accent would prefer to chart a course with a different destination.
Hollywood is not for her.
He’s full of regrets, darkness and secrets.
She’s full of hope and light and has mysteries of her own.
He’s her reserved hero.
She’s his gypsy rose.
He’s water. She’s fire. Together, they don’t make sense.
But he’s what she’s always wanted, and she just might be everything he needs.

 

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Oscar night
Ashland
“Ash,” I corrected. “My friends call me Ash.” My voice sounded gruff from the weight of the things I wanted to explore further with her. Things that I wouldn’t, couldn’t pursue. Bad timing to meet someone who so intrigued me if the test turned out the way I feared. And even if it didn’t, she was too young, too innocent. Not at all right for someone like me.
“Ash,” she repeated, my name sliding so easily between those recently wetted ruby red lips of hers. I imagined them wrapped around my shaft and knew I wouldn’t have turned her down if she had offered to do to me the things the groupie had. My cock was certainly interested in her. It didn’t care about timing or right and wrong. It was all about action.
“I’m sorry you got drawn into my mess,” she continued. “I think that under different circumstances we might have been friends. It’s difficult to find many of those in our profession. Genuine ones, I mean. But I think it’s better if we just go ahead and say goodbye right now.”
“How so?” The lust thundering through me made it difficult to focus, but I did get that she was giving me the brush off. And even though wisdom dictated that I take the hint—it was the logical thing to do after all given our differences—the alpha male in me said, ‘Fuck logic.’
“Because my stepfather wasn’t kidding around. He means what he says. You don’t want to be on his bad side. I don’t want you to be on his bad side. And that’s where you would end up if he thought you were a friend of mine.”
“Someone who steps in front of him when he’s twisting your arm and hurting you, you mean?”
Her eyes wide, she nodded.
“Well, fuck that bullshit.” My gaze grazed the red welt on her arm. “He’s the one who should be worried about getting on my bad side.”
She smiled at my vehement response and smiling she was more than just cute. She was a wrecking ball to my resolve, Prettier in person than in any of the videos I had seen of her and so enticing in that little yellow halter top with the tempting bow dangling between her shoulder blades. I imagined untying it and taking those pins out of her hair. What would those glorious red curls feel like around my…. No… I reined those thoughts back and settled for tracing her subtle curves with my gaze instead. No sex. Not with her. Not with anyone. Not for a while. Potentially not ever. I wouldn’t put anyone at risk if there was even a chance they would get infected. Ironic to be sure. Divine justice for my own irresponsible behavior over the years.
The familiar icy dread returning, I had to remind myself that no diagnosis had actually been made. I had momentarily forgotten my apprehension in her presence. That song of hers was so fucking full of hope it had me expecting a miracle. And that hope sprang from within her. She was the source. No wonder her star had risen so fast. Just a handful of minutes with her was all it had taken for me to realize it.
“I…I wasn’t expecting to run into you tonight.” Her eyes twinkled like stars emerging in the sky as the sun relinquished its hold on the day. “I had hoped to, sure, you know, since I love…your music so much.” A few more spirally crimson curls shivered free of their pins as her hands fluttered in front of her chest. “It’s just now that I’ve actually met you for real.” She gave me that utterly beguiling guileless look. “I’ll never be able to look at your picture the same way again.”
“No reason to settle for a photograph, Fanny. You have your things to do tonight, and I’ve got mine. But afterward, there are a lot of parties. I’m sure we can manage to bump into each other again. Maybe talk some more.” Unwise, Ashland. But yet doing the ‘whoever and whatever the fuck I wanted’ rock star entitlement thing was a hard habit to crush. I might not be able to take this where I wanted with her spread out on the sheets beneath me, but I wasn’t ready for whatever the hell this was to end yet, either. So shouldn’t I leave myself an opening? A contingency plan? I had been walking around like a zombie. But what if the diagnosis wasn’t what I feared? What if I received favorable news? What then? Who then? As I continued to stare into those starlit eyes of hers, I felt something shift and lock into place that was startlingly certain. Her. If I had a future on the other side of this, I wanted that future to include her.
“There is a reason.” She shook her head. “Samuel Lesowski. My stepfather. You two didn’t exactly hit it off.”
“You’re an adult. He doesn’t have to know everything you do, does he?”
“No.” Her face brightening, she shook her head excitedly and more curls escaped.
“What do you say then? How about this? You be just you and I’ll be just me. A girl from Beverly Hills and a guy from the beach. None of the other stuff. It’s not important. I’ve got a hurdle I have to clear next week, but afterward I can come back to LA. We could meet somewhere.”
“I don’t know.” She captured and wrapped one of her curls around her finger while blinking uncertainly at me through the thick fringe of her crimson lashes.
“There’s a coffeehouse,” I plowed over her reservations. “The Cosmic Cup in Manhattan Beach. It’s by the water. Quiet. Close enough to where you live, but a fair enough distance from the bullshit of LA. How about Wednesday at ten o’clock?”
“But…”
“But nothing. You wrote that song, ‘Tomorrow Today’, right? Make every moment count. I believe that. We can’t control time, but who says we can’t manipulate it. We bumped into each other tonight for a reason. Don’t you think we owe ourselves a chance to find out what that reason is?”

 

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Michelle Mankin is the New York Times bestselling author of the Black Cat Records series of novels.

Rock Stars. Romance. Redemption.

Love Evolution, Love Revolution, and Love Resolution are a BRUTAL STRENGTH centered trilogy, combining the plot underpinnings of Shakespeare with the drama, excitement, and indisputable sexiness of the rock ‘n roll industry.

Things take a bit of an edgier, once upon a time turn with the TEMPEST series. These pierced, tatted, and troubled Seattle rockers are young and on the cusp of making it big, but with serious obstacles to overcome that may prevent them from ever getting there.

Rock stars, myths, and legends collide with paranormal romance in a totally mesmerizing way in the MAGIC series.

Catch the perfect wave with irresistible surfers in the ROCK STARS, SURF AND SECOND CHANCES series.

Romance and self-discovery, the FINDING ME series is a Tempest spin off with a more experienced but familiar cast of characters.

Exploring the sexual double standards for women, the ROCK F*CK CLUB series is a what-if the groupies called the shots instead of the rock stars.

When Michelle is not prowling the streets of her Texas town listening to her rock or NOLA funk music much too loud, she is putting her daydreams down on paper or traveling the world with her family and friends, sometimes for real, and sometimes just for pretend.

OTHER BOOKS BY MICHELLE MANKIN
BRUTAL STRENGTH series:
Love Evolution
Love Revolution
Love Resolution
Love Rock’ollection  TEMPEST series (also available in audio):

Irresistible Refrain
Enticing Interlude
Captivating Bridge
Relentless Rhythm
Tempest Raging
Tempting Tempo
Scandalous BeatThe MAGIC series (also available in audio):

Strange Magic
Dream Magic
Twisted Magic ROCK STARS, SURF AND SECOND CHANCES series

(also
available in audio):

Outside
Riptide
Oceanside FINDING ME series (also available in audio):

Find Me
Remember Me
Keep MeROCK F*CK CLUB series:

Rock F*ck Club (audio coming soon)
Rock F*ck Club 1.5





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Readers, bloggers, and attendees of the Naughty San Diego signing are invited to join Michelle on a walking tour through the streets of Ocean Beach as featured in Oceanside on Sunday April 15, 2018

 

PRE-ORDER BLITZ- Safe in His Storm by Annalise Delaney

 

Title: Safe in His Storm
Series: The Perfect Storm Duet #1
Author: Annalise Delaney
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: February 13, 2018
Blurb
Hiding from childhood horrors, Gabrielle Adams has struggled to keep herself safe. When the superficial world she’s created is challenged, she strives to maintain her tenuous control while keeping the past buried where it belongs.

After a numbing year mourning the death of his wife, Jake Thornton is ready to live again. An unapologetically dominant man with specific needs, he resolves to find a woman seeking to surrender control, without expecting what he can never offer—love.

A chance encounter awakens desires neither expected and both resist. Fate steps in for a second time, and they succumb to an onslaught of lust and need, convinced they can overcome any challenges. But when darkness approaches and, with it, the very things they fear the most, do they have the strength to weather the storm?

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She paused and then asked, “Have you ever been in love?”
It occurred to him then that he hadn’t told her about Lisa. Whether or not it was a timing issue, or just a subject he’d avoided, he wasn’t sure, but it hadn’t come up. Then, a moment of guilt passed over him when he realized he hadn’t thought about Lisa like he used to. Oh, she was there on a daily basis, but not like it had been before. Not the same deafening, emptiness he’d grown used to. Now, it was more of a dull ache only felt when summoned. And with that thought, he dismissed any lingering guilt. He’d said his goodbye and was moving forward the way he’d intended.
And he’d tell Gabrielle about her soon enough. “Yes,” he simply replied.
Appearing momentarily puzzled, Gabrielle tilted her head as if she’d seen something new. Finally, she smiled softly and directed her attention back to the game, lining up her next shot and then missing it.
Jake stepped forward, called the pocket, and sent the eight ball sailing inside.
“Game.”
She swallowed hard and looked at him. “You win.”
He couldn’t help the smug expression he felt crossing his face as she stood by, wide-eyed. He felt like a cat about to pounce on its prey—only she was prey who wanted to be caught—which made it perfect.
When he closed the distance between them, he leaned to her ear and whispered, “And, as the winner of the game, I intend to take you home, tie you up, watch you come, and fuck you into next week.”
Author Bio

 

Annalise Delaney’s love of romance spans from tales of knights in shining armor bravely rescuing the girl to those of damsels who need rescuing but put up a fight—because what fun would it be otherwise?

Writing occupied her time when age-appropriate books put her to sleep. However, the books tucked in the bottom drawer of her mother’s dresser overflowed with love, lust, betrayal, and revenge—making for far better reads. VC Andrews’ imaginative and twisted stories started it all.

Annalise juggles a busy schedule, adhering to the age-old maxim, ‘Work hard, Play hard.’ When she’s not working, she might be found anywhere on the beach, under a palm tree, or where chips & salsa and margaritas are served. But always laughing with family or friends until her cheeks hurt.

As for what she writes today, let’s just say it’s come a long way from sweet. Welcome to the place where sweet meets spicy. A place where stories come to kiss and tell.