Wednesday, February 8, 2017

Master Of Love Cover Reveal

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Welcome to Mystic, Texas, where the past stays alive in more ways than one.

Tiffany Masters is desperate for a fresh start after the loss of her husband. Landing in Mystic, she soon learns the town has as many secrets as she does. The local book club, The Book B!tches, gives her the courage to be herself without worrying about adult things, like bills, parenting, and supper. However, her new boss may be more than she can handle.

Nick takes pride in his business. Being the only bar owner in town has its challenges, the biggest being his new employee. Tiffany’s a fireball—sexy as hell, with a temper to match—and off-limits. She’s got kids; he’s been there, done that, didn’t care to get the t-shirt.

When their heated attraction sparks a spat, the sheriff gives them an ultimatum: settle their shit or go to jail. He’s got a crime to solve—a woman’s dead, Wren’s still missing, and there’s another possible victim.

Mystic may have a serial killer on the loose.

**This is not a standalone novel. Power of Love, Book B!tches #1 is recommended to be read first.**


He wanted to force her to confess. It really hurt that she didn’t trust him enough to tell him the truth. Nick couldn’t help her if she was going to be dishonest. “You know, if you needed a loan, all you had to do was ask me. Is one of the kids sick or something?”

Freezing with the towel in her hand, her mouth opened in a perfect oh shape that took his mind on a spin down erotica highway, but he tamped it down. Now was not the time, she was not the woman.

“You think I stole it?” Her voice was rising into a shriek, and Nick readied himself for a fight.

“No one else here, sugar,” he drawled at her, watching the flush of anger crawl up her chest. Something inside him told Nick he was doing this wrong, was taking things too far, but he couldn’t stop. He saw an opening and he took it. Regardless of how she reacted.

“I didn’t take your money, Nick.” She crossed her arms, pushing up her braless breasts, but Nick was a good boy and didn’t look. Much. He knew he was pissing her off, and part of him said to stop it, to be a grown up and work it out. Unfortunately, he wasn’t listening to that part.

“That’s a hundred and fifty bucks I’m out now this week. I’m doing okay, but not that good.”

Tiffany stalked over to the bar and dropped her towel on the top of it. “This is stupid. If I didn’t need this job so bad, I would quit.” She spun around, the fire in her green eyes stirring Nick’s groin. “You can’t fire me without proof.”

He didn’t want to believe she stole from him. As poorly as they actually got along, he liked her. And she was a hell of a bartender.
“You’re the only one working all three times money’s come up missing.” He crossed his arms over his chest, knowing that the display of his biceps seemed to affect her. He was pulling out all the stops, needing an admission, some display of faith in him.

Sure enough, she looked panicked for a brief moment, before swallowing hard. The clicking noise in the back of her throat audible over the smooth tones of the sex music in the background.

“Search me.” The uplift of her chin spoke volumes. But not as much as the pissed off look in her eyes. Her cheeks were splotched with the red that was crawling up her chest earlier, and Nick would bet money that underneath that punky dye job, she was a redhead. Just like under all that metal in her face, she was soft as sin.

He slowly stalked over to her, where she leaned against the bar and crowded her space. He would search her. And he would enjoy it. He would find his money, make his point, and go on about his business.

But when Nick got close enough to Tiffany to smell her perfume, the light fruity vanilla scent she wore, he lost a little bit of his mind.

She shrank under his influence, and a growl of something primal released from Nick as he wrapped his fingers around her ponytail, pulling her head back to expose her slender neck. Her smell taunted him, and he lowered his nose to the spot behind her ear, where her hair met skin, and inhaled deeply.

Yup. Something fruity. But under the fruity smell was something he didn’t get many chances to smell. Tiffany. It was something exotic, scorching, and all woman, and it sent a ripple of need racing through his bloodstream.

Tugging on the ponytail holder, Nick let her hair down and sank both hands into the silky softness of it, massaging her scalp while he lost himself in her scent and all the implications. She wilted into his body, and his hands went to her waist for support. As they crept under her shirt she gripped his biceps, digging her nails into his skin with a prickly sting. Her breaths made her breasts heave, pressing them against his chest, hard points poking him relentlessly. He brushed against the underside of her breasts, and another growl ripped from him. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and the fact that the men who came into this bar saw her without one made the possessive beast inside him take notice.

His hand gripped her breasts tightly, and the foreign intrusion in his palm sent his brain spiraling into a lust-filled dungeon of desire.

Her fucking nipples were pierced. He felt his stomach flop over at the revelation, even as his fingers toyed with the tiny bars. God. Damn. She mewled in his ear as his breath turned into ragged gasps. His fingers plucked at the jewelry, twisting it slightly, before realizing he was about to lose his ever-loving mind.

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Welcome to Mystic, Texas, where the past stays alive in more ways than one.

Vanessa Power, a budding Indie Romance author, believes the town is calling her name, being the new life and fresh start she’s craving. She’s met an amazing group of women who have a regular book club, reading only Indie Authors. Unfortunately, her new house is in worse shape than she thought and holds more mysteries than she’s prepared for. And then there’s the handyman.

Linc Patterson holds more mysteries than her house and the town combined, with a past he won’t reveal in a package which is built for nothing short of sin.

Linc is captivated by his new boss, the only person in town who will give him a job, but only because she doesn’t know he’s an ex-con. Can he keep his past locked away, while at the same time indulging in his fantasies with the pleasantly curvy and deliciously sexy Vanessa? Probably not.

They are both looking for a new start in life. Will they be able to find it together? Or will something sinister keep them apart?

The year is 1865 and The Civil War is officially over, but tensions are still high as everyone tries to get back to normal. Emily Evans and her mama, Rachel, are waiting for their men to come home. They’ve spent the last two years doing whatever it takes to hold on to their Texas farm, so when a passel of Union soldiers makes their way through on their way back to the North, the women find a possible solution to keeping their land out of the bank’s hands.

The last battle of the war, a fruitless skirmish at Palmito Ranch, was Isaack Ward’s last chance for a death of honor. When he survives the futile conflict the North lost, he and his men can only begin the long journey home. The last thing he expects is to fall ill and wake up to a loving gaze and halo of golden curls. 

Recuperating on a farm somewhere in east Texas, Isaack realizes he has nothing to go home to and only love and comfort where he is. Emily’s sunshiny demeanor and caring outlook provide visions of a future he hadn’t thought he deserved.

When Emily receives word her future husband isn’t coming home, she allows herself to acknowledge the emotions evoked by the quiet soldier with the dangerous eyes. Can she learn to love the enemy?

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Anne has written her entire life and has the boxes of angst-filled journals and poetry to prove it. She’s been writing for public consumption for the past several years. Currently, she has four romance series. In Stories of Serendipity, she explores real people living real lives in small town Texas in a contemporary romance setting. In The Four Winds, she chronicles God’s four closest archangels, Uriel, Gabriel, Raphael, and Michael, falling in love and becoming human. In Pierce Securities, she gives us Ryan, Evan, Miriam, Zack, Quinten, and Simon. Her newest series, Book B!tches, is all about a group of women in Mystic, Texas who get into all sorts of shenanigans. She lives in rural East Texas with her husband and children in her own private oasis, where she prides herself in her complete lack of social skills, choosing instead to live with the people inside her head.

Tuesday, February 7, 2017

Valiant Release Blitz

Title: Valiant
Series: Joker's Wrath MC
Author: Bella Jewel
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: February 7, 2017


I’ve known fear.
I’ve known pain.
I’ve known horror.
I’ve known all of it.
I’ve guarded myself as best I can.
I’ve hidden myself from him.
I’ve changed my name.
I’ve moved.
But he still haunts me.
One day, I’m sure he’ll find me again.
I don’t trust anybody.
I don’t believe in anybody.
I just want to be free.
Until I meet Jack.
I’m not looking for him, but that’s the thing about heroes.
You’re never looking for them.
He won’t take no for an answer.
He’ll battle past my fear, my pain, and my horror.
He’ll sweep into my life like a hurricane, and it won’t matter how hard I fight.
He’ll break past my walls.
And he’ll change me.
Maybe, he’ll even save me.

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Bella Jewel is a self published, USA Today bestselling author. She’s been publishing since 2013. Her first release was a contemporary romance, Hell’s Knights which topped the charts upon release. Since that time, she has published over five novels, gaining a bestseller status on numerous platforms. She lives in North Queensland and is currently studying editing and proofreading to further expand her career. Bella has been writing since she was just shy of fifteen years old. In Summer 2013 she was offered an ebook deal through Montlake Romance for her bestselling modern day pirate series, Enslaved By The Ocean. She plans to expand her writing career, planning many new releases for the future.

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Daisies in the Outfield Cover Reveal

Title: Daisies in the Outfield
Author: Carolyn LaRoche
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: Allie Kincheloe
Release Date: February 21, 2017


His lifelong dream turned into a haunting nightmare.

 Jamie Williams had his chance but blew it. A series of very bad choices not only destroyed his major league baseball career but brought a dishonor his family refused to forget. Exiled to a small Cape Cod town, a distant relative took pity on him and got him into the local fire department. His love of the game remained though and drew him back to the field--not as a player, but as the head coach of the Falmouth Troopers. Falling for a girl from New York who thought baseball, the only real love of his life, was just a bunch of guys standing around picking daisies was so not in his game plan.

Her summer in Cape Cod was supposed to be a new start.

 When Mandy Gilman happened upon the chance to take her paramedic skills to Cape Cod for the summer, she packed up and didn't look back. Mandy needed a serious change--an escape from the heavy disappointment in her parents' eyes and the prying pity in her friends' comments. The Cape was the perfect opportunity to find herself again under the warmth of the sun and relaxing sea breeze. She even let her new roommate drag her to a couple of ball games. Baseball bored her but watching some hot guys run the bases was better than sitting around feeling sorry for herself. The incredibly sexy coach who seemed determined to make her fall in love with him and the game didn't hurt...

 Mandy has no intention of falling in love ever again, but Jamie has no plans to let her walk out of his life. He might have blown his past, but the feisty paramedic is his future. He has to convince her that a man who risks his life every day for strangers is worth risking his heart on. Can she let go of past heartache and let Jamie love her or will Mandy be the one left picking Daisies in the Outfield?

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"What? Where?" Callie started dancing around and screaming.

"Callie! Stop!" Her roommate froze. "It's there." Mandy pointed to the blanket that covered her. A hairy, brown arachnid was ambling around right about where her abdomen was.

"Oh! Ew! How—we need to kill it!" Callie grabbed one of Mandy's work boots and raised it over her head. As the boot came crashing down, Mandy rolled from the bed and landed on the floor with a thunk.

"Ouch!" She rubbed her elbow where it had made contact with the tile floor.

"Are you okay?" Callie grabbed her hand and pulled her to her feet.

"What the hell, Cal! A boot?"

"Um, did you see that sucker? He was huge! And I didn't have a baseball bat."

Mandy turned back to the bed. Reaching out, she slowly lifted the boot and the spider scurried out from under the heel.

"Quick! Do something before he escapes!" Callie started squealing and dancing again.

"Will you stop!" Mandy grabbed the edge of her blanket and folded it up and over the critter. From there she wrapped it up like a giant burrito. Funny she should be thinking about burritos.

"What are you going to do now?" Callie asked, finally standing still.

"We are going to take this blanket outside and dump that bastard where he belongs."

"Um, okay." Callie reached for one end while Mandy took the other.

"Let’s go."

"Yes, ma'am." Together they ran through the cottage laughing and squealing. Once they made it to the porch, they threw the burrito blanket over the railing, held one edge, and let the rest roll toward the ground. The perpetrator flew across the sidewalk where he landed on all eight legs. After standing still for a second, he started running back toward them.

"Mandy! He's coming back! Do something!"

"What the hell do you want me to do? You do something!"

"Is there a problem, ladies?" Mandy froze. It couldn't be. Oh, God, don't let that be—she slowly looked up from where she watched the spider. Her eyes followed a pair of long, lean legs to a trim waist clad in loose running shorts, up and over a broad, muscular chest covered in nothing but little drops of perspiration and found a pair of milk chocolate eyes. The owner of the eyes was grinning as he perused her body the same way. She looked down at herself.

"Oh shit!" She grabbed the blanket and wrapped it around her hips.

"Good morning, Mandy. And—?"

"Callie. I'm her roommate and bestie."

"I heard you two screaming and I came running." His gaze slowly raked over Mandy’s body once again. "I’m sure glad I did."

"There was a spider," Callie finally replied. "He was huge. And hairy and he was coming right for us."

Jamie looked down at the sidewalk. "This little guy here? Aw, he's harmless."

"Not so harmless when he was crawling across my bed." Mandy finally managed to find her words again.

Jamie chuckled as he leaned down and scooped the spider up. "Come here, little dude. You’re one lucky guy." He tossed him over the fence into the next yard. "There. You're all safe now."

"Thank you!" Callie ran down the steps and threw her arms around him. "You're my hero."

He laughed as he extricated himself from Callie's grip. "It's all in a days' work. Glad I happened by at the right time." Jamie looked over Callie, meeting Mandy's eyes again with a big grin.

"He's a firefighter, Callie. That's what they do—save the damsel in distress."

"Ooohhh, a firefighter? No wonder you're so strong." She ran her hands up and down his arms real slow as her tongue peeked out and slid over her top lip.

Stepping back from Callie's touch, he smiled up at Mandy. "That what you plan to wear tonight?"

Every drop of blood in her body raced to the capillaries in her face. "Perhaps," she replied, trying to sound much more calm, cool, and collected than she felt with Jamie's eyes pretty much already undressing her. "You said wear something comfortable."

Mandy was vaguely aware of Callie's gaze flitting back and forth between her and Jamie but she couldn't seem to break away from his stare. The longer he looked at her the more she leaned toward the tearing off her clothes option.

"Works for me." Jamie grinned and Mandy felt her entire body flush with the connotation of his words.

Author Bio

Carolyn LaRoche grew up in snow country but fled the cold and ice several years ago. She now lives near the beach with her husband and their two sons.  She’s been known to lug her laptop to the baseball fields and keeps a notebook by her bed to jot down the next big story idea in the wee hours of the night.

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Monday, February 6, 2017

Wilder 99 ¢ sale

Title: Wilder
Series: The Renegades #1
Author: Rebecca Yarros
Genre: New Adult
Release Date: September 19, 2016


I'm Paxton Wilder.
Twenty-two-year-old, five-time X Games medalist.
And I have more tattoos than scars.
I've never seen a stunt I couldn't pull off--
Or a girl I can't get off.
Until she walks in.

My new tutor is sexy, smart, more stubborn than I am, and one hundred percent off limits.
That's right--the only rule this semester is Don't Touch the Tutor.
For the first time in my life, I want someone I can't have.
She's the girl who obeys every rule.
I'm the guy who breaks them.
Our biggest risk is falling for each other, But I live for risk...

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“Do I get a good-luck kiss?” he asked after checking for cameras, his hands framing my waist.

“Paxton.” I tried to make it sound like a warning, but it came out too breathy, too wanting. For crying out loud, I couldn’t even control my own voice against this guy.

He squeezed lightly and then groaned. “Did I ever tell you that I love this dress?”

I shook my head. The spaghetti-strap maxi dress had been a last-minute choice, but Penna said she was going to burn all my pants if she saw me in them for the twenty-first day in a row.

He leaned down, his mouth against the shell of my ear. “I can feel every curve under my hands, which makes me pretty damn desperate to slide this up your legs and really get my hands on you. But I won’t. You know why?”

I shook my head.

“Because you haven’t said yes—yet—and I’m a goddamned gentleman.”

My fingers traced the lines of the Chinese symbol tattoos that ran up his neck, simply unable not to touch him. “Do I have to say yes to everything to get to kiss you?” I asked.

His breath stuttered. “Do you want to say yes?”

Our eyes met, and it would have been so easy to say it, to throw my hesitation overboard and jump. But that wasn’t me, and it didn’t matter that I was in a breezy dress under the Italian sun with the hottest extreme athlete on the planet, I was “I’m thinking about it.”

His forehead puckered for a millisecond before he relaxed and smoothed the line of my waist. “Then I think we can take yeses on a case-by-case basis.”

My heart pounded in anticipation.
“Leah, would you like me to kiss you?”

“Yes,” I answered instantly.

Our hips met first as he drew me in. My hands slipped down the edges of his T-shirt to grasp the inked lines of his biceps. Arms like his should be modeled, sculpted, revered... or maybe just outlawed.

“Do you want to kiss me?” I asked.

“Hell yes,” he answered, then brushed his mouth against mine once before settling over me.

I opened for him, and he dove in, his tongue filling my mouth while my ass filled his hands. Gentleman, indeed.


Releases February 20, 2017


Author Bio

Rebecca Yarros is a hopeless romantic and a lover of all things coffee, chocolate, and Paleo. She is the author of the Flight & Glory series, including Full Measures, the award-winning Eyes Turned Skyward, Beyond What is Given, and Hallowed Ground. She loves military heroes, and has been blissfully married to hers for fourteen years.

When she’s not writing, she’s tying hockey skates for her four sons, sneaking in some guitar time, or watching brat-pack movies with her two daughters. She lives in Colorado with the hottest Apache pilot ever, their rambunctious gaggle of kids, an English bulldog who is more stubborn than sweet, and a bunny named General Fluffy Pants who torments the aforementioned bulldog. They recently adopted their youngest daughter from the foster system, and Rebecca is passionate about helping others do the same.

Rebecca is represented by Louise Fury of the Bent Agency.

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Friday, September 30, 2016

Kill Me Cover Reveal

Title: Kill Me
Series: Kiss of Death #1
Author: LP Lovell
Genre: Dark Romance
Cover Design & Photographer: Cassy Roop, Pink Ink
Model: Casey Creswell
Release Date: October 24, 2016



To many, I am little more than a myth. The Kiss of Death, a hired killer, revered by the some of the greatest criminal organisations in the world. Trained by the bratva themselves, without conscience, without mercy, the perfect soldier. I’ll kill anyone… for a price. Death doesn’t discriminate, she sells to the highest bidder, but even I have a weakness.


I want one thing—power. But power is merely a game of strategy. The pieces are on the chess board. Death is my queen, and also my pawn. She’ll paint this city red in exchange for the one thing she wants. Now all I have to do is watch it all play out. She’s nothing more than a weapon, and yet, I find myself wanting to dance with death, to possess her. And I always get what I want.

A game of power. A risk that could cost her everything. An obsession that would see the world burn at their feet. A bloodied king. A broken queen. Kill me or kiss me?

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Author Bio

Lauren Lovell is an indie author from England.

She suffers from a total lack of brain to mouth filter and is the friend you have to explain before you introduce her to anyone, and apologise for afterwards.

Lauren is a self-confessed shameless pervert, who may be suffering from slight peen envy.

LP loves to hear from readers so please get in touch.

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