Thursday, 31 August 2017
ELLIOTT REDEEMED by Scarlett Cole Review & Excerpt Tour!
A single mom and tortured musician find common ground in Scarlett Cole's REDEEMED, the second standalone romance about the band PRELOAD. Elliott “Pyro” Dawson has a past he's fought like hell to overcome and Kendalee Walker is at her wits end and homeless. Will Kendale provide the family Elliott has never had or will dangerous habits prove to strong? Readers will savor this dark, sexy rockstar romance.
We are excited to share with you the highly anticipated second installment of Scarlett Cole’s Preload series, ELLIOTT REDEEMED. Don't miss out on this smoking-hot rockstar romance! Follow along with the tour for excerpts, guest posts, reviews, and a chance to win a Preload Bundle!
A single mom and tortured musician find common ground in Scarlett Cole's Elliott Redeemed, the second standalone romance about the band Preload.
Elliott “Pyro” Dawson burns up the lead guitar like a legend. But the nickname Pyro isn’t just a clever play on words. It’s much darker. A past he's fought like hell to overcome.
Grocery store cashier Kendalee Walker is at her wits end and homeless. She's watched her fourteen-year-old son, Daniel, go so far off the rails, he can no longer see the tracks.
When the two are brought together, attraction flares, but can Elliott find the family he never had with the sexy woman and her son, or will he fall back on dangerous habits?
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He lay down on the bed and pulled her into his arms before tugging the bedding over the two of them. It was a little damp in places because of all their ice play, and he smiled at the reminder. “What I am into is finding out what the person I’m with wants to try. I’m into good old missionary on a Sunday morning when I’m hungover and just want to get off. I’m into sex in a field while hiking or on the deck of my cottage. Some days, I’m into trying a hundred different positions before getting off. I’m into cuffs and toys and exploring. I’m not into being called Sir, or hurting someone, or expecting submission. I just want to explore, and I want to find someone who wants to do that with me.”
“Hmm? What are you into?” he asked, kissing her forehead.
“It would appear to be you. I’m into you, Elliott. And missionary position. And outdoor sex. And a hundred positions. And I’d really like to figure out whether a reverse cowgirl is really a thing.”
Elliott barked out a laugh. “Reverse cowgirl?”
Kendalee chuckled. “Yeah. Like . . . your . . . you know . . . it doesn’t naturally bend that way, right?”
“Oh Lord, woman. It’s got quite the range of movement, but next up, we’re going reverse cowgirl.”
They lay in silence, and Elliott clicked off the light.
“Don’t make me fall in love with you. I’m not sure my heart is quite ready for it yet.”
His own heart skipped a beat at her declaration.
Because it meant she was thinking about it. About him, that way.
“Can’t help you with that one, honey. It’s probably the only thing I can’t do for you.”
Kendalee sighed against him, burrowing closer into his side. “Thought so.”
Elliott smiled as he closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.
The tattoo across my right hip says it all really. A Life Less Ordinary. Inked by the amazingly talented Luke Wessman at the Wooster Street Social Club (a.k.a. New York Ink). Why is it important? Well, it sums up my view on life. That we should all aspire to live a life that is less boring, less predictable. Be bold, and do something amazing. I’ve made some crazy choices. I’ve been a car maker, a consultant, and even a senior executive at a large retailer running strategy. Born in England, spent time in the U.S. and Japan, before ending up in Canada were I met my own, personal hero – all six and a half feet of him. Both of us are scorpios! Yeah, I know! Should have checked the astrological signs earlier, but somehow it works for us. We have two amazing kids, who I either could never part with or could easily be convinced to sell on e-bay.
I’ve wanted to be a writer for a really long time. Check through my office cupboards or my computer and you’ll find half written stories and character descriptions everywhere. Now I'm getting the chance to follow that dream.
Title: Seraphina’s Vengeance
Author: Sheena Hutchinson
Genre: YA Paranormal Romance
Cover Designer: Cover Me, Darling
Publication Date: Sept. 18, 2017
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Blurb: One year ago, Seraphina’s entire world seemed to have dived into a mythical land over night. She’s somehow even gotten used to the madness of it all. But what happens when the craziness stops? Things become quiet… too quiet.
Sera should have known that things weren’t as quiet as they seemed. After one of the best nights of her life, Sera is forced into this treacherous journey to save one of her loved ones.
But following the path of evil begins to take its toll on Sera. As she struggles with her own internal dilemmas, Nate starts to take matters into his own hands. When this unseen world finally begins to affect Sera’s emotions and her relationship, can she hold it together to save her loved ones? Will love conquer all? Or will it turn her evil… forever?
Sheena is a born and raised New Yorker, even her writing can’t hide her hard sarcasm. She claims destiny lead her to writing again. She constantly strives to be a positive role model and write stories that empower and inspire.
Sheena always roots for the underdog, believes in love at first sight, and that everyone should have their happily ever after. While God is currently writing her love story she continues to put all her time into her writing as she is constantly getting new inspiration.
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Title: Twist of Fate
Author: Shyla Colt
Genre: Contemporary Romance (MC Romance)
Cover Designer: Dreams2Media
Publisher: Hot Ink Press
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Shayne Spencer wasn’t the man of my dreams.
A twist of fate placed us in the confines of my family’s food truck. The attraction between us was a force of nature we couldn’t ignore. The bonds we formed made me believe in forever, and gave me the courage to break free from the chains of tradition.
Then fate took another turn, and I learned Shayne wasn’t who he said he was. Now I’m forced to question everything I thought I knew.
I went on a mission for the Kings of Chaos looking for, redemption and reconciliation with my hate-filled past. What I found was the greatest treasure I never knew I was seeking, Xia Foley. I should never have gotten involved with the brown-skinned woman. My hands are stained with the dirt I’ve done and the choices I made.
Will my past as the reformed son of a racist traitor ruin my chance at creating a future worth living?
Born and raised in Cincinnati, Ohio, this mid-west girl is proud of her roots. She used her hometown and the surrounding areas as a backdrop for a number of books. So, if you’re a Buckeye, keep an eye out for familiar places.
As a full-time writer, stay at home mother, and wife, there's never a dull moment in her household.
She weaves her tales in spare moments and the evenings with a cup of coffee or tea at her side and the characters in her head for company.
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SNEAK PEEK of When We Touch, an all-new sexy, second chance standalone from Tia Louise is coming September 5th!
Excerpt:Ember Jackson Cane tastes like red-hot cinnamon, salt water, and sin. When he concentrates, his long fingers twist in the back of his dark hair, right at the base of his neck, and he tugs. Tugs… tugs… I like to weave my fingers between his and pull. Then ocean-blue eyes blink up to mine sending electricity humming in my veins. He smiles. I smile, and it isn’t long before our lips touch. I climb onto his lap in a straddle as I open my mouth, and his delicious tongue finds mine heating every part of my body. Our kisses are languid and deep, chasing and tasting. We sizzle like fireworks on a hot summer night… Eventually, with a heavy sigh, I pull away, but hours later my mouth is still burning. I taste him everywhere I go. Lying in my bed in the dark room, my heart aches, heavy and painful in my chest. Every breath is a burden. I blink slowly at the ceiling and slide my tongue against the back of my teeth thinking about hot cinnamon, tangy salt, caramel and sugar, sunshine and the best summer of my life… The instant I hear it, I’m on my feet and tiptoeing to my open window. The low growl of an engine tells me he’s there in the darkness, out on the street in the shadows just past the streetlight. It’s late summer, and the humidity hangs heavy in the air. Bugs scree from the limbs of the mighty oak tree outside my window. Their damp wings make them too heavy to fly, and the sadness in my chest is replaced with breathless anticipation. I’m panting. I’ve never felt this way for anyone, and I’m desperate to hold onto it. I somehow I know I’ll never feel this way for anyone ever again. Quiet as a mouse I scamper to my bedroom door and listen. The only sound is the hum of Mama’s oscillating fan pushing the warm air around her bedroom. I can’t hear her breathing. I can’t hear anything… except the noise of Jackson’s engine on the street below, waiting. Red-hot cinnamon. Salt water. Sin. Pressure tingles around the edges of my skull, and a bead of sweat tickles down the side of my neck, dropping past my shoulder, slipping between my breasts. I’m at my window slowly lifting the glass, and I don’t care if she hears me. I dive through the space, out onto the cedar shake roof in my bare feet. I’ll get a splinter if I’m not careful… So many reasons to be careful—I ignore them all.
From international bestselling author Tia Louise comes a new STAND-ALONE second-chance romance…
Ember Rose was spicy-sweet seduction.
My biggest temptation.
My biggest regret.
I thought she’d always be waiting for me.
I was wrong.
Now I’m back in Oceanside searching for peace, hoping to escape what my life has become.
She isn’t supposed to be here…
Dark hair blowing in the ocean breeze,
Luscious curves barely hidden by thin cotton.
I didn’t come back for her.
But when we touch, I know I’ll do whatever it takes to make her mine…
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Title: There’s Something About Vegas
Author: Ember-Raine Winters
Release Date: August 31st, 2017
Five years ago, I did something impulsive. I turned myself into a cliché when I decided to be spontaneous and hopped in my car and took off to Vegas. I had no idea that decision would come back to haunt me. Now, I am a super star, engaged to a rock star, and have everything I could ever want. Until my world implodes around me and I find myself running back to where it all began.
Five years ago, the woman of my dreams walked into my club. And as quickly as she entered, she fled. All I was left with were memories and a piece of paper. I searched everywhere for the girl who starred in all of my wildest fantasies, but it wasn't until her life got turned upside down that she came barreling back into mine with more complications then I could have dreamed. I fell for her, hard. What she doesn't know is I have a secret that could very well tear us apart
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The bottom dropped out of my stomach, and I was so thankful security grabbed me and brought me inside before I could say something dumb. One of the things my mother taught me was to be the ice queen, and in situations like this with the press, it was the perfect persona, even though on the inside I was a complete wreck.
“Honey,” Cassie said as I walked in the door. “I'm so sorry. I have no idea how they found out you were going to be here.”
I looked at her skeptically, but didn't comment. She had no reason to lie to me. We never lied to each other, hence her always telling me about the guys I dated. “It's okay, they just caught me off guard. They asked something about Jake and Maria that had me pausing.”
“What did that fucktard do?”
“Rumor has it he's still with Maria. I'm sure it's a misunderstanding. They are wrong. Jake loves me. He wouldn't cheat on me.”
“Right, you keep telling yourself that, babe.” A saccharin-sweet voice said from behind me.
I cringed. Cassie’s eyes were huge, and she had a surprised look on her face.
“Hi Maria, how are you tonight?” I asked politely and put on a fake smile as she pulled me in for cheek kisses.
“Honey, Cassandra.” Maria smiled in greeting while Cassie growled and said, “Who let the trash in?”
Maria laughed loudly. “Really Cassandra? You think you're cute don't you? Wait until I tweet about the rude owner of the Manhattan Gallery on Sunset to my ten thousand followers.”
“It's all right Cassie, I got you babe.” I patted her on the arm. “My hundred thousand followers will love to hear about all the amazing artwork and friendly staff.”
“Holy crap! Were you just mean to someone?” Cassie whipped around to me in shock.
Was I? That wasn’t actually my intention, I was just trying to defend my friend, but now that Cassie’s said that, I can see how that could be interpreted. Looking over at Maria, I apologized, “Oh Maria, I didn't mean to. I'm sorry—that was really insensitive of me.”
“Are you for real?” The look on her face was in direct contrast to the artistic beauty of her Dries Van Noten gown. “I'm basically telling you that I am fucking your fiancé and you are apologizing?” She shook her head. “This is no longer fun.”
Grabbing a glass of champagne off the waiter’s tray, she practically devoured the thing in one gulp before stalking off, probably looking for new prey. Honestly, I had no idea why she was acting like that—I really was sorry. Trumping her in the part for the show, and basically taking her ex-lover, I never should have mentioned the number of followers I had. It was insensitive of me, even if she was lying about she and Jake getting back together.
“Don't do that,” Cassie said as she pulled me over to the bar. “You did the right thing. She was being a heinous bitch and is probably the one who spread the rumors to the rags.”
The bartender came over to us, and I opted for the wine instead of the champagne. “I think I need to get away for a few days.”
“Don't run.” She nudged me in the shoulder, practically causing me to spill the glass the bartender just handed me. “Remember what happened last time?”
I shot her a glare and took a hefty gulp. “Don't… we don't talk about that, remember?”
“My lips are sealed. Come on let's mingle.” She looped her arm in mine and dragged me around the room.
There were a ton of people, mainly artists and a few business men with their trophy wives. I had to dodge a couple creeps with wedding bands that were trying to flirt with me, but other than that it was a lot of fun and I am certain Cassie made a boatload of money off her paintings.
As the night wore down I was getting tired, so I went in search of Cassie. I noticed people looking at me funny and wondered what the deal was. It wasn't long before a message came through on my phone and I found out exactly what was going on.
The video took forever to load and it was grainy but bright enough that I could make out my bedroom, bed, and sheets. Maria, with her big fake boobs, was there spread eagle for the whole world to see. Laying on top of my comforter, completely naked, and playing with herself. But Maria’s display is not what had me staring at my phone, it was Jake walking into the room, fully clothed and watching her.
“No!” I heard someone yell as if from far away. It must have been Cassie because the next thing I knew my phone was ripped from my hand and she was there with two big burly security guys. “Come on, babe.” She grabbed my arm and began pulling me. “We will take you out through the back.”
“What on earth just happened?” I asked as a million notifications came through on my phone.
“That, my dear, was me not telling you I told you so.”
I stood there for a moment, my heels embedded in the carpeted floor. What I saw was real, and Cassie was again correct. “I gotta go,” I murmured in a daze.
“I'm coming with you.”
“What?” I looked down at Cassie, “No, you can't do that. What about your show?”
“That's what assistants are for. You're my bestie and you just found out that your fiancé is a lying cheating cuntcake. So, we are going to go away and have some fun and forget that douche nugget even exists.” I was too absorbed with my new reality and the thoughts of what the next few weeks were going to be like between the press and trying to film with my new ex’s current lover, that I didn’t even process Cassie’s most colorful language about Jake.
“Where are we going?” I asked but she was busy going through my phone.
“Joanie? It's Cassie. Yeah. We are leaving town for a couple days. Call the show and tell them she needs some time off.” She paused. “Yep. We are getting out of here. I will make sure she's all right. No I'm not telling you where we are going. Why not? Seriously… because you're her publicist.” Pause. “Um, no, I don't trust you not to leak our location to the press. Gotta go. Just make sure you talk to the studio. Bye.”
“What are you doing?” Clearly, I was still in shock.
“Clearing your schedule. We are going to Vegas.”
I blanched. “No, no, no. That’s an insanely bad idea.”
“Look at it this way,” she whispered in my ear, dragging me out the back door, “you can't get married this time. Been there. Done that. Remember?”
“That is so not funny.”
“Yet, it totally is!” She laughed, opening the driver’s side door of her car. I just shook my head, then promptly stuck my tongue out at her. Well, it was better than cursing.
Ember-Raine Winters lives in sunny California with her two beautiful kids and a wolf. Also known as Apache her pure white Siberian Husky. She loves writing romance and reading just about anything she can get
her hands on. And, football! She loves watching football and going to games. It’s one of her favorite ways to unwind. She dislikes the super-hot temperatures in her city and exercise. She hates to exercise but somehow her sister still gets her to do it every day. She also thinks it’s completely awkward talking about herself in third person.
Ember loves connecting with readers so don’t be afraid to stalk her and drop her a line on social media.
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Publication date: October 10th 2017
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance
A new STANDALONE romance from New York Times bestselling author Jana Aston
Have you ever set out to have a one night stand with a sexy stranger?
No? I’m the only one?
Just kidding, I would never.
But then I figured, why not? My entire life I’ve been good and it’s gotten me nowhere.
I’m owed a little fun, aren’t I? A reward for being good.
Sure, a new pair of shoes would be more appropriate, but Mr. Sexy Stranger is more appealing. And when he speaks—in that British accent—it’s a done deal. Every American woman has a hot British guy fantasy. Well, most do. I haven’t taken a poll or anything, but I’m pretty sure it’s a fact.
You know that saying about best-laid plans?
Good, because I don’t either, but I assume they go awry.
Like my one night stand…
Jana Aston likes cats, big coffee cups and books about billionaires who deflower virgins. She wrote her debut novel while fielding customer service calls about electrical bills, and she's ever grateful for the fictional gynecologist in Wrong that readers embraced so much she was able to make working in her pajamas a reality. Jana’s novels have appeared on the NYT, USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestseller lists, some multiple times. She likes multiples.
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Wednesday, 30 August 2017
Searching For His Mate
by Ariel Marie Cover Reveal
Releases November 14, 2017
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