Blog Tour StopTraitor (The Callie Leveaux Series, #3) by Kate BensonTRAITOR GR:https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/25402097-traitor Buy Links: TRAITOR (BOOK 3) US:http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00X90WEU2 UK:http://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/product/B00X90WEU2 CA:http://www.amazon.ca/gp/product/B00X90WEU2 AU:http://www.amazon.com.au/gp/product/B00X90WEU2 SYNOPSIS ****This book contains subject matter that is suitable for adults 18 years of age and older**** A traitor lies within. CALLIE I met him at a basement party when we were fourteen. I was looking for an adventure, he was looking for an escape. That night, we found both and never looked back. We traveled on a wayward path for far too long. Tommy turned to a life in the shadows. Me? A life between the sheets. All that time, I thought I was addicted to sex. Turns out, I was just addicted to him. We took a lot of wrong turns, met a lot of bad people on the way to the salvation we've managed to find in each others arms. I thought when we walked away, there were no loose ends. Turns out, I was wrong about that, too. TOMMY By the time she came to me, I was already a walking statistic. That night, though, something inside me sparked to life. A fate neither of us could comprehend erupted, exploded. The second I saw her in that basement fifteen years ago, I think a part of me already knew. I took her hand and we never looked back. I gave her excitement, she gave me hope. For over a decade, we belonged to the dark corners of the city, denying ourselves nothing in the name of lust and survival. When I finally walked away, I made a lot of enemies, but it was never about them, only her. It's always been her. I never regretted my choice to walk away, because it was that choice that gave me the courage to finally take her as mine and mine alone. At first, we thought they'd let us go. For months, we thought we'd escaped. We were wrong. Our past has come knocking and now, it wants us back. Traitor is the mind blowing, epic conclusion to The Callie Leveaux Series and is full-length and multi-POV. TRAITOR by KATE BENSON COPYRIGHT © 2015 KATE BENSON The Callie Leveaux Series ESCORT (BOOK 1) US: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00LSTEA2G UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B00LSTEA2G CA: https://www.amazon.ca/dp/B00LSTEA2G AU: http://www.amazon.com.au/gp/product/B00LSTEA2G SAVAGE (BOOK 2) US: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00O9IXA3I UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/product/B00O9IXA3I CA: http://www.amazon.ca/gp/product/B00O9IXA3I AU: http://www.amazon.com.au/gp/product/B00O9IXA3I The Promise Series: THE PROMISE (BOOK 1) US http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00H62TMJA UK http://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/product/B00H62TMJA… THE CHOICE (BOOK 2) US http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00JJW1DLK UK http://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/product/B00JJW1DLK … THE SECRET (BOOK 3) US http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00MMN3ICU UK http://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/product/B00MMN3ICU … THE COMMITMENT (BOOK 4) US: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00QO9IY0Y UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/product/B00QO9IY0Y … CA: http://www.amazon.ca/gp/product/B00QO9IY0Y … AU: http://www.amazon.com.au/gp/product/B00QO9IY0Y … The Ignite Series: Ignite (Book One) US http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00SSLT3GK UK http://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/product/B00SSLT3GK?%2AVersion%2A=1&%2Aentries%2A=0 Smolder coming 2015 About Kate: I grew up in Texas and moved to Florida when I met the love of my life 14 years ago. I wrote my first poem when I was five and it was about my love affair with pickles. I still love pickles but I like to think my writing has grown since then. I absolutely adore anything to do with books whether it's writing them or devouring them in one sitting. I live on music, love, and sweet tea. I am known for my silly but blunt personality. I've been lucky enough to find the love of my life, marry him and now we're working on our happily ever after. He inspires me in everything I do, but especially in telling love stories. I'm an ordinary girl living an extraordinary love and I'm so happy I get to share it with the world through my writing. Social Media Links: Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/katebensonauthor Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/user/show/24034636-kate-benson Twitter: https://twitter.com/Katebensonauthr TSU: https://www.tsu.co/KateBensonAuthor Pinterest: http://www.pinterest.com/katiebenson9275/ Instagram: http://instagram.com/katebensonauthor/ Chasing Sophie (Personal Blog): https://katechasingsophie.wordpress.com/ Go Baby! Book Obsession (FB Book Group): https://www.facebook.com/groups/GoBabyBookObsession/ Go Baby! Book Obsession (FB Page): https://www.facebook.com/GoBabyBookPage The Promise Series Support Group: https://www.facebook.com/groups/PromiseSeriesSupportGroup/ The Promise Series Fan Page of FB: https://www.facebook.com/ThePromiseBookSeriesbyKateBenson The Callie Leveaux Fan Page on FB: https://www.facebook.com/CallieLeveauxSeries
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REAP (Scarred Souls #2) by Tillie Cole
RELEASE DATE
November 10th 2015
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Raised as a prototype for the Georgian Bratva's obedience drug, 221 fails to think, act or live for himself; his master's perfectly-crafted killing puppet. Standing at six foot six, weighing two-hundred and fifty pounds, and unrivaled in to-the-death combat, 221 successfully secures business for the Georgian Mafiya Boss of NYC, in the dark world of the criminal underground.
Until his enemies capture him.
Talia Tolstaia dreams to break from the heavy clutches of Bratva life. She dreams of another lifeâaway from the stifling leash of her Russian Bratva Boss father and from the brutality of her work at The Dungeonâher criminal family's underground death match enterprise. But when she stumbles upon her family's captive, who is more monster than man, she starts to see the man underneath. A powerful, beautiful, damaged man whose heart calls to hers.
But sacrifices must be madeâblood for blood... life for life... Souls for scarred souls...
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BOOK #1 *** Part 1 of a 3 part serial *** Cory James has never known a life where she wasn’t running. Running from the cops, her home, her past. Running from love. The only time she’s free is when she throws on her hood and takes to the roofs to become a part of New York, to climb to a place in the city where she doesn’t feel alone. Stealing is nothing, lying inevitable, byproducts of survival. A way for Cory to provide for herself and for her younger sister, Jill, give her the life Cory couldn’t have. For five years, Cory set up a long line of teetering dominos, one by one, choice by choice. Meeting Van is the first domino to fall, and once they crash into each other, it’s only a matter of time before her whole world is in danger of falling apart. She can tell herself over and again that she doesn’t care, but it’s a lie. She knows it from the first time she says his name, but she can’t let him in, not when she has a job to do, a job that could rip her life apart at the seams. One that she’ll have to betray Van to finish. He’ll follow however high she can climb, but she can only run for so long before she has to choose. BOOK #2 ** Part two of a three part serial ** The choice is steep: Stay on the ledge and steal Van's painting or take the leap and sacrifice her sister. It's another decision in a long line that she's had to make in her life, and though it's easy to make, it's impossible to execute. Jade won't let Cory go until she gets what she wants, but the price for Cory is high. It's never been hard to steal, to lie, but Van changed all the rules. It was the last thing she wanted to do to him. But as much as that choice is agony, there's really only one to make. Betrayal and pain. Love and loss. Decisions and consequences. The edge Cory walks is razor sharp and sky high, but she can't look down. Not until she makes it to the other side. BOOK #3 It’s time. Time to tell the truth. Time to face her past and step into her future. Starting with Van. Cory will wait to the beat of the ticking clock for him to come back. To see what she’s done and make the final judgment. As much as she holds onto the small hope that he’ll still want her, she’s ready for rejection, ready for the pain. As ready as she can be, at least. It’s time to make things right, not only with Van, but with Jill. With Jade. With everything. No more running. Buy Links
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Title: The Hotel Part One
Series: The Hotel: A Billionaire Seduction
Author: Lola Darling
Cover Design: British Empire Designs
Release Date: July 1, 2015
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“The best sex is hotel sex…” Welcome to the Rexford, the most luxurious hotel in town. My internship is a dream come true – until I walk in to my first meeting and discover my one-night stand at the head of the boardroom. Controlling billionaire, Dominic Rexford: CEO - and the man I was secretly hired to seduce. Now, I just want to keep my head down and stay out of trouble, but Dom has different plans. He wants a repeat of our wild night together – and he’ll do whatever it takes to get me back between those 700-thread count sheets. I’m in trouble now…
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Lola Darling is a romantic with a naughty side. Texas born and raised, she has met a few Mr. Wrongs and is having fun looking for her Mr. Right. She can be found at her laptop, daydreaming of dirty talking men in well-fitted suits or in the bath enjoying a glass of wine.
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That’s me––Tingly Simmons––athlete, foreign-language major, professor lover, obsessed idiot girl. Definitely not a frat rat or sorority slut. I’ve never even played beer pong. I ditched the vapid, soulless high-society life of Los Angeles for the promise of something more meaningful in rural Ohio. Accepting a track scholarship for college, I tried running my way to happiness, but instead I ended up sleeping with my French professor and falling head over heels for him. When that relationship fell apart, so did I. Barely hanging on by a thread and using the most absurd coping skills, I was determined to hide behind my past indiscretions. That was, until I met Tiberius Jones. Never in my wildest dreams did I think I’d learn the truth about love from a six-foot-five basketball player.
Amazon US: Amazon UK: http://amzn.to/1G3fTay iBooks: Kobo: https://store.kobobooks.com/en-US/ebook/verite-6 He stood there patiently, grinning as he waited for me to move through the doorway or answer him, and pinned me with his unusual blue eyes, so pale in his handsome face against his deep brown skin. His gaze seared right through me, just like it had earlier, before dinner in the courtyard. Completely unnerved, I didn’t respond. His size was daunting, his large frame loomed over the threshold, and I was struck speechless. Uncertain whether it was his obvious good looks that threw me, or the overtly friendly wide grin on display, I simply stood there for a moment, trying to figure out his angle. As I took in his long athletic shorts, tight gray athletic hoodie, and the pair of spiky Air Jordan slides on his feet, his left eyebrow cocked up at me like I was the next sideshow. Well, I’d already played that act countless times at home, including but not limited to last year when I was caught with the professor’s dick deep inside me. Now I was all about slipping under the radar, getting by silently and with little fuss. “Hey, you okay?” he asked, his deep voice interrupting my thoughts. “I’m talking to you . . . you coming in? I’m over here holding the door.” His pale blue eyes scanned my brown ones as his smile faded. I imagined him knowing who I was and what I did, perhaps mentally undressing me one piece of clothing at a time, wanting to give the slut a whirl. Oh God, was my name being passed around—again? Self-disgust consumed me, spurring me to action. “Um, yeah. I am,” I answered, averting my gaze as I shifted my backpack up on my shoulder and stomped through the doorway. I turned ever so slightly to witness him ducking to fit through the doorframe. It was crazy how insanely tall this guy was. Obviously, he was a basketball player, probably with a huge ego to boot. I managed to mutter, “Thanks,” as I swept past him, and the door clanged shut behind us. “Bad day?” he called after me. What was with him being all smiling and friendly? Was he for real, or was he trying to bait me? I couldn’t help my self-doubt; skepticism was woven so deeply into my personality, I questioned everyone’s motives. “Bad life,” I tossed back without thinking. For some reason, I felt the need to share my feelings with this stranger, and it scared the shit out of me. So I did what came naturally to me—I ran. As I sprinted toward the elevator, I caught him heading toward the staircase out of the corner of my eye. I got off on my floor feeling relieved until I heard a heavy pair of footsteps coming around the corner. Shit. Rachel Blaufeld is a social worker/entrepreneur/blogger turned author. Fearless about sharing her opinion, Rachel captured the ear of stay-at-home and working moms on her blog, BacknGrooveMom, chronicling her adventures in parenting tweens and inventing a product, often at the same time. She has also blogged for The Huffington Post, Modern Mom, and StartupNation. She currently shares her reading recommendations on HEA at USA Today. Turning her focus on her sometimes wild-and-crazy creative side, it only took Rachel two decades to do exactly what she wanted to do—write a fiction novel. Now she spends way too many hours in local coffee shops plotting her ideas. Her tales may all come with a side of angst and naughtiness, but end lusciously. Rachel lives around the corner from her childhood home in Pennsylvania with her family and two dogs. Her obsessions include running, coffee, icing-filled doughnuts, antiheroes, and mighty fine epilogues. Find me on my website / Twitter / Facebook Sign up for my newsletter for the latest news on releases, sales, giveaways and other updates.
Title: Stalker
Author: Clarissa Wild
Publication Date: June 16th, 2015
Genre: Dark Romance (18+)
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/24471388-stalker Fuck me once, I'll fuck you twice ⦠then I'll bury you. No prison can keep me from seeking revenge. Especially when it comes to her. She, the woman who put me in jail. I swore that Iâd come for her, to claim what belongs to me: Her life. Iâm not a good man. On the contrary, I love to be bad. Itâs in my veins. Just like itâs in my veins to ruin her. Sheâs an actress, pretending to be a saint, but we both know that isnât true. One way or another, sheâll pay for what she did. I will hunt for her. Make her fear me. Make her body mine. Bad deeds never go unpunished ⦠And I always go out with a bang. WARNING: This book is a DARK ROMANCE STANDALONE - it has a non-conventional ending. This isn't rainbow sprinkles & unicorn fluff. It's a dark, thrilling journey of two people clashing over love, lust, and hatred. Heed the warning. Contains graphic violence, alcohol, drugs & other disturbing content. No Cliffhanger. Stand Alone.
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Frowning, I walk toward the door and notice itâs been left open. Outside are red drops scattered across the floor. I lean forward, so I can scour the premise, and thatâs when I notice the pool of blood lying on the porch.
My eyes widen and I scream.
Stumbling backward inside the house, I slam the door shut with shaky hands.
That blood, is it Arthurâs? Whatâs going on? Is he here?
Shit, I knew it.
I immediately reach for my umbrella stand and fish out the rifle hidden behind all the umbrellas. I shouldâve prepared more for this day, but I didnât think it would arrive so soon. I lock and load the rifle, turning around quickly to surprise my attacker.
âShow yourself, you motherfucker,â I scream. âI know itâs you.â
âHello, Vanessa â¦.â His voice brings me chills to the bone. âLong time, no see.â
âGet the fuck out of my house!â I yell, turning circles.
The voice is coming from everywhere, and I donât know where he is. If I move, Iâm afraid heâll catch me.
All I hear is vicious, uncontrollable laughter. âDid you miss me? No need to be angry, Iâm here now.â
âWhat do you want?â I scream.
âOh ⦠you know exactly what I want.â The grim harshness in his voice makes me tremble. âI told you that Iâd come for you. Ready or not, here I come, Princess.â
âNo! Stay away!â I scream, turning to the hallway. I could swear his voice came from there.
But thereâs nothing to be seen.
Nothing except the filthy boot prints on the wooden floor behind me, leading into the hallway to the right.
I follow the trail into my living room, holding out my gun, ready to shoot if I must.
But then the trail suddenly ends.
My lips part in confusion as I wonder where in the hell the dirt has gone. I canât find the boots anywhere. And then I realize whatâs going on.
Too late.
Something is pulled over my head, pulling me into the dark. A bag.
His hands twist and twist until I choke. The gun drops to the floor. Heâs suffocating me, and no matter how much I claw at the bag, it wonât break.
The last thing I hear before I pass out is, âPlaytime is over. You canât hide, Princess. Now youâre mine.â
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Clarissa Wild is a New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author, best known for the dark Romance novel Mr. X. Her novels include the Fierce Series, the Delirious Series, and Stalker. She is also a writer of erotic romance such as the Blissful Series, The Billionaire's Bet series, and the Enflamed Series. She is an avid reader and writer of sexy stories about hot men and feisty women. Her other loves include her furry cat friend and learning about different cultures. In her free time she enjoys watching all sorts of movies, reading tons of books and cooking her favorite meals.
Meet Flynn and Lucky in this rock star romance! AVAILABLE NOW! iTunes ➜ http://apple.co/1DnI6f6 Kobo ➜ http://bit.ly/1aqrmbS B&N ➜ http://bit.ly/1O1Ah0q Watch the trailer for Beat ➜ http://bit.ly/1yZD0Am Blurb Dimpled smile of a boy Hard body of a man Sings like an angel Fucks like the devil I was stuck between a rock(star) and a hard place. At fifteen, his poster hung on my bedroom wall. At twenty-five his body hovered over mine. Every girl’s fantasy became my reality. I was dating a rockstar. Yet I was slowly falling for another man. The problem was—the two men—they shared a tour bus. Flynn Beckham was the opening act. Dylan Ryder was the headliner. What happens when the opening act begins to shine so bright, it seems to dim everything else in its wake? I’ll tell you what happens. Things get ugly. Excerpt Despite the fact that Lucky had just casually mentioned that the lobby lounge serves coffee beginning at six a.m., I’m pretty sure of myself that she’ll be down there. But when I step off the elevator, the lobby is quiet. Empty. The coffee urns are just being set up in the lounge. I pour two mugs, make them just as we like it, and settle on one of the couches on the far side of the room where it’s private, yet I can still keep an eye on the door. I grab a newspaper and begin to flip through to kill time. Then my eyes catch a pair of pink-painted toes in flip-flops. I don’t know why, but it’s in this moment that I realize, I’m fucked. The sight of her toes makes me smile. I’m falling for another guy’s girl. Something I promised myself I’d never do. But then I reason with myself. I haven’t done anything wrong. Thinking a woman is beautiful and spending time with her doesn’t have to turn into anything, right? They’re just toes after all. But look how cute they are. I’ve never been a foot guy, yet I wouldn’t mind sucking… Stop. Just stop. We’re just friends. Because I’ve been friends with so many hot women in the past and not fucked them? Yep. I’m screwed. I need to get the hell out of here. “Good morning,” she whispers and smiles down at me. My eyes lazily travel up from her toes. I’m totally not going anywhere. I hold up her mug of coffee. And then I realize she still has the thin shirt she wears to sleep on and I’m eye-level with the sexiest taut nipples I’ve ever seen. Screw sucking her toes… “Certainly is.” I grin. Excerpt #2 Ten minutes later I’m still alone behind the bar and Avery is nowhere to be found. I’m sure she’s in the back alley smoking, even though she swears every day that she’s quit. I check the IDs of three very young-looking pretty girls—they’re over twenty-one, but barely. I can’t miss their conversation. “Seriously, he has to be gay.” “Why, because he hasn’t noticed you yet?” “No, because he’s too perfect to be straight.” “Could we buy someone a drink?” one of the young blondes asks me. “Of course. What do you want me to send over?” They giggle for a few minutes, then decide on a Screaming Orgasm for their intended target. I mix the vodka, Bailey’s and Kahlua and pour it over a tumbler of ice. “Okay. Who’s the lucky recipient?” All three of them point to the other end of the bar and say in unison, “Him.” Lord. That is one beautiful man. The three blondes were clearly not the only ones to notice. The brunette next to him with her full boobage on display is giving him her rapt attention when I walk over. Yet I feel his eyes on me as I walk down the long bar. I’m used to being hit on. Men seem to find an attractive woman whose sole purpose is to deliver them alcohol an alluring combination. They tend to become even bolder after tossing back a few drinks. Halfway down the bar, I stop to refill a beer for a patron. I don’t need to look up as I pour to know Beautiful Man is still watching me. The hair on the back of my neck is all the confirmation I need. He never takes his gaze off me, even when I turn, catch his eyes, and silently call him on his staring. “I’m here to deliver you a Screaming Orgasm.” Damn, he’s even hotter up close. Sandy-brown, shoulder-length hair tousled just the right amount to make him look like he’s just gotten laid. Long, lean torso, tattoos on his forearms peeking out from his long-sleeve fitted shirt. Nice. Then he smiles. Dimples. Yep. He definitely just got laid. “Thank you. But I have a ladies-first policy.” He winks. I stare at him for a moment, then drop my eyes down to the drink, leading him to follow. “Oh. You meant the drink.” He smirks—it’s sexy as hell, and he knows it. I roll my eyes, but there’s a reluctant smile hidden just beneath the surface. “It’s from the three barely legal ladies down at the end.” I nod in their direction and all three smile broadly and wave. “Well, that’s disappointing.” I arch an eyebrow. “Those three women buying you a drink with a name that tells you what their plans are for you later is a disappointment?” “I thought you were buying me the drink.” Cheesy, I know, but there’s a flutter in my stomach nonetheless. “Sorry. But you get the Doublemint triplets as a consolation prize.” I shrug, trying to come off nonchalant, and turn to walk away. This close to him, the guy is making me fidget. It’s a big bar, but the way he looks at me makes me feel like we’re in a confined space. “Wait,” he calls after me, and I turn back. “What’s your name?” I smile and point at the sign over the bar. Lucky’s. Additional Books by Vi Keeland Throb Amazon US: http://amzn.to/1BgqIUD Amazon UK: http://amzn.to/1CsRg9d Barnes & Noble: http://bit.ly/1zk882K iTunes: http://bit.ly/1x5c3P8 Kobo: http://bit.ly/1slglLN Worth the Fight (MMA Fighter Series, Book One) Amazon: http://amzn.to/1xC6epE Barnes & Noble: http://bit.ly/1alpVES Kobo: http://bit.ly/1dbzZ8R Smashwords - http://bit.ly/1is0zNX iTunes: http://bit.ly/1co2ZpF Worth The Chance (MMA Fighter Series, Book Two) Amazon US: http://amzn.to/1xC71aa B&N: http://bit.ly/1gwTyJw Itunes: http://bit.ly/1gHMCZg Kobo: http://bit.ly/1fqQcnj Smashwords: http://bit.ly/NU2rCR Worth Forgiving (MMA Fighter Series, Book Three) Amazon US: http://amzn.to/1wbsJEK B & N: http://bit.ly/1ljdVzb iTunes: http://bit.ly/XBTLFX Kobo: http://bit.ly/1kWP4ka Belong to You (A Cole Novel, Book One) Amazon US : http://amzn.to/1jdAlRk Made For You (A Cole Novel, Book Two) Amazon US: http://amzn.to/1qLLdIk First Thing I See (Stand Alone) Amazon US: http://amzn.to/1qLL4ET Left Behind (Stand Alone) Amazon US: http://amzn.to/1wvew5K About the Author: Vi Keeland is a native New Yorker with three children that occupy most of her free time, which she complains about often, but wouldn't change for the world. She is a bookworm and has been known to read her kindle at stop lights, while styling her hair, cleaning, walking, during sporting events, and frequently while pretending to work. She is a boring attorney by day, and an exciting smut author by night!
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Title: Words Left Unsaid
Author: Missy Johnson
Release Date: June 15, 2015
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At 8:28 I was the girl who had everything. At 8:29 my whole world fell apart. A split second can change your life. I learned this the hard way. I wasn't ready to let him go. Even when the terms "vegetative state" and "will never recover" were thrown around I held onto hope. I mean, miracles happen, right? We deserved our happy ending. Three years later and I'm still hoping. In my heart I know I have to let him go but how can I? He's the only man I've ever loved. He's my soul mate. My life. Then I meet Max. He's everything Aiden isn't and as much as I'm trying to fight my feelings, I'm losing. I don't want to fight anymore. I need to live my life. I need to move on. But in order to move forward I need to let go of the past.
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A New York Times and USA Today bestselling author, Missy lives in a small town in Victoria, Australia with her husband and her confused pets (a dog who thinks that she is a cat, a cat who thinks he is a dog…you get the picture).
When she’s not writing, she can usually be found looking for something to read.
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**Release Day** Desert Angel by USA Today Bestselling Author Suzanne Halliday Family Justice Book 2 Desert Angel buy links: Amazon http://amzn.to/1RRdF6x iBooks: http://apple.co/1dTby3C Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/25668742-desert-angel Always buy links: Amazon: http://amzn.to/1FbYbAY Kobo: http://bit.ly/1f5PkM5 There’s LOVE at first sight ~ Second chance LOVE And sometimes Fate and Destiny combine to make an eternal LOVE DESERT ANGEL A Family Justice Novel Parker Sullivan Lawyer Part-time rebel, musician Alex’s oldest friend Angelina Marquez Event Planner for lack of a better description Full-time piece of work Alex’s little sister Home in Arizona after an extended absence, Angie Marquez lands smack in the middle of Family Justice. Crossing continents to take on the planning for Meghan and Alex’s upcoming wedding, her happy return to the home of her youth also has a hidden reason…to either scratch an old itch or put it to rest once and for all. And the name of that itch? Parker Sullivan. What’s one more Alpha at this point? Self-styled badass with a guitar and plenty of brawn artfully disguised as a successful lawyer, Parker Sullivan comes to Family Justice as Alex’s boyhood friend and the keeper of quite a few tall tales from their youth. He’s also been secretly in love with Angelina Marquez since he could remember. The problem? She refuses to speak to him…and for good reason. Angie’s unexpected return to Sedona brings her and Parker face-to-face for the first time since their clandestine relationship crashed and burned years earlier. Older, wiser and still deeply attracted to the powerful lawyer, she hoped that they could be friends again. But they had a lot to resolve, it wasn’t that easy and their messy relationship was affecting everyone. USA Today Bestselling Author Suzanne Halliday https://www.facebook.com/SuzanneHallidayAuthor/timeline http://suzannehallidayauthor.blogspot.com/ https://plus.google.com/108331615626691958938/posts https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/8047413.Suzanne_Halliday http://www.amazon.com/Suzanne-Halliday/e/B00JO7ZUUK https://www.pinterest.com/halliday0383/
Release Blitz Title: The Pull Author: Sara V. Zook Genre: Contemporary Romance Having two women wanting you at the same time … isn’t that every man’s fantasy? Wrong. It’s a nightmare, at least for Darin Thorne. The doctors had assured him his wife was going to die, sooner or later, so he’d moved on with someone else. Then he’d gotten the last call he’d expected to ever get—his wife was back from the dead. She’s coming home from the hospital and needs a place to stay. Darin is forced to invite her to come home with him. Two women living under the same roof, one his wife, the other his fiancé. Could this ever work? Darin feels a storm brewing in his life. He can’t possibly live like this much longer. The question still stands … which woman will he choose? “Your phone’s ringing.” It was one of those mornings. I was late for work and no matter what I did, everything else just made me even later. I reached for my coffee cup that was sitting on the kitchen counter. “Darin…” I looked up at Violet, her hair slicked back and wet from her shower, her dark eyes lit with amusement by the fact that I was running around trying to remember everything I needed to bring for my work trip. “Your phone’s ringing,” she repeated. Grumbling with annoyance, I picked up my cell and looked at the caller ID. An 830 number? Who the heck would that be? “Hello?” I huffed into the phone, shoving it under my chin as I pulled my bag up over my shoulder. I was to be at the airport in a half hour to go to a business meeting in California. “Is this Mr. Darin Thorne?” a female voice on the other end asked. I lowered my eyebrows. If it was a telemarketer, I didn’t have time for this right now. “Yeah,” I mumbled, ready to hang up. “Mr. Thorne, I’m calling from Cauldswell University Hospital.” I glanced back at Vi, her arms crossing as she watched me in curiosity. “Okay.” There was hesitation on the other end. “Mr. Thorne, I’m calling you because a patient was transferred here today from Rhinesdale Community Home. Sir, I don’t know how to say this to you exactly.” I turned around so my back was facing Vi. I let the bag slip from my shoulder and fall to the hardwood floor of the kitchen. “Tell me what?” I heard the woman sigh into the phone. “That patient is your wife, Livvy Thorne.” She had my full attention now. “Mr. Thorne, your wife’s come out of her coma.” The coffee cup fell from my hand, ceramic pieces and black liquid colliding with the floor. I felt a sudden buzzing in my head like I couldn’t hear or think straight. “Wait. What did you say? I don’t think I heard you…” “Livvy’s awake. Her eyes are open and she’s talking. There doesn’t seem to be any signs of brain damage. I was asked to call you and let you know,” the girl from the hospital explained. I tried to swallow but a lump had mysteriously grown large and fierce in my throat. I could barely even breathe. “Oh. Thank you for letting me know.” I pulled the phone away from my body and stared at it for a few seconds. “Darin?” Violet asked, already on her hands and knees soaking up the spilled coffee with a towel as she collected the pieces of broken glass. “What on earth was that all about? Is everything all right?” I looked down at my girlfriend, my Vi, the ring on her left hand sparkling as rays of sun hit it as they poured in from the window. That ring had been a promise to her. I’d marry her right away as soon as Livvy—my wife—passed away. The doctors assured me it may be a long time before it happened, but it would happen eventually. Now they call me and tell me she’s back from the dead. The piercing ringing in my ears continued. All I could hear was my own heart thumping away inside my chest. Livvy was awake. Her eyes were open and she was talking. I took a few steps away from Violet, the phone still clamped in my hand. What would this mean for Liv? What would this mean for us all?
http://amzn.to/1FflzSL Sara V. Zook pursued her dream of becoming a writer and after earning her bachelor's degree, sat down to create her first novel in which Strange in Skin was completed in three short months. She's the author of the Strange in Skin Trilogy, Clipped, A Magic Within, Evanescent, Reminiscence and her new mobster release, Six Guns. She resides in Pennsylvania, where she was born and raised, with her husband and three small children.Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/SaraVZook Website: http://authorsaravzook.blogspot.com/ Twiter: @SaraVZook Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6450481.Sara_V_Zook?from_search=true |