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BOOK BLITZ ~ Code Of Honor by author Missy Johnson ~ GIVEAWAY

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Spontagio Family #1
Missy Johnson
Releasing Aug 25th, 2015


In a series debut for fans of Tracy Wolff and Sylvia Day, New York Timesbestselling author Missy Johnson asks a burning question: What happens when love is undeniable—and taboo?
Pietro Gustovi is loyal, polished, and hard as stone, the kind of guy women want and men respect. At twenty-three,
he’s survived tragedies that would break men twice his age. And he owes it all to his father’s closest friend, Giovanni Spontagio, who took him in as an orphaned teenager. Pietro would give his life for Giovanni . . . but his heart belongs to Giovanni’s daughter.
Raised in Chicago under the spotlight of power and privilege, Lucy Spontiago feels most alive on stage. Determined to
become a prima ballerina, she escapes her father’s protective gaze long enough to audition for the ballet in New York City. Soon, however, Lucy realizes that she is not alone. Pietro is watching her back. And though he’s like a brother to her, Lucy cannot deny the thrill she feels knowing his eyes are on her.
Pietro could never betray his mentor by sleeping with his only child. But Lucy follows her passions, no matter how forbidden. Soon their nights are consumed by explosive, red-hot temptation—a dance that will expose shocking secrets and burn everything else to the ground.

“Here we are,” Bella sings out, pulling up in front of my place. “Call me later, okay?”

I lean over and kiss her cheek, then jump out of the car.

“Thanks for this, Bell. For making me go. I think I needed it.”

“That’s what I’m here for. I’ll accept Versace and diamonds when you’re a famous ballerina,” she says, winking at me. I laugh and wave at her as she drives off, waiting until her car rounds the corner before I buzz the security gate. The cameras zoom in on me, and I wave. A few seconds later, the gates swing open and I begin the trek across the grounds to the house.

I sneak inside, carefully closing the door behind me. I’m not ready to face my father just yet, though with all the cameras around the place he will know I’m home. I’m the world’s worst liar, and I know as soon as he starts grilling me about my day, I’m sure to crack. I slink upstairs and down the hall until I reach the safety of my room. Closing the door behind me, I sigh, the full impact of the day finally hitting me.

I’m exhausted, but too buzzed to rest. I lie down on my bed anyway. My mind is running a million miles an hour, and though I try to block them out, thoughts of getting accepted keep creeping into my head. I don’t want to dream, because if I keep my head grounded I can’t be disappointed—but what if I actually got in? A shiver races through my body. I want this so badly. I’d do anything for this opportunity.

Mom would be so proud of me for going today.

I wipe tears from my eyes, and think about Mom. Thinking about dancing always leads back to Mom. Before she died, she was my number one supporter. She made me believe I was capable of anything. When she died, a part of me died along with her.

Fifteen years ago today, she left us. I was six years old. She’d been sick for over a year before ovarian cancer finally took her. I treasured every day with her, because even at such a young age I knew what death meant. I’d never see her again.

If only she were here now, things would make so much more sense. I think about what she would tell me if she knew what I’d just done, and I smile. I know exactly what she’d say.

Follow your dreams, Lucy. Never let them out of your sight and take down anyone who tries to crush them.

Yeah. Mom was passionate when it came to protecting those she loved.


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Missy Johnson is a New York Times and
USA Today bestselling author who 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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All the Indulgence line romance books with Entangled Publishing are .99 ~ including mine!!!

Whoot – Bachelor’s Special and all the Indulgence line books from Entangled Publishing are on sale for $0.99 from August 31 thru September 6! Grab your change and get some awesome reads! Mine included….
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Jill Adgate wants three things from life: a successful catering business, the devoted love of an exceptional man, and a family. What she has is no job, a mounting pile of bills, and her outspoken best friend—who sets her up on a blind date with the man who inadvertently ruined Jill’s life.
Chet Castle is a prosperous businessman who has everything, except the ability to trust. Burned by a money-hungry fiancée, he refuses to get involved with any relationship that has a shelf life longer than a head of lettuce.
Intrigued by her ambition—and determined to get her in bed—Chet offers Jill the chance of a lifetime: Work for him for the next eight weeks as his live-in chef and he’ll help her get her catering business off the ground. When sparks fly in the kitchen, Jill realizes what’s cooking with her commitment-phobic employer is a recipe for disaster…but it’s just too tasty to not take a bite.
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Jill stared Chet steadily in the eyes, then licked her lips. “Can I think about it and get back to you?”

He laughed. “Nope, this offer is one-time only.” He glanced at his watch. “You have sixty seconds.”

“Give me a day. Twenty-four hours.”

“Fifty seconds.” He lifted his wrist and tapped the crystal face of his watch. “Tick, tick, tick.” Excitement swirled through him at the edgy panic in her voice. He held his breath, wondering if he’d win. Would she? Or wouldn’t she? She shifted her weight from one foot to the other, swiping her palms down the side of her thigh.

“Time’s about up, what’s the verdict?”

“Sixty seconds is hardly time to blink, let alone make such a decision.” The pulse at the base of her throat ticked in quick succession.

“Just think of the contacts you’d make catering for me. Your eight-week investment could change your life.” And mine, too. He breathed in her citrus scent.

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SPECIAL GUEST Sarah Hegger author of My Lady Faye ~ GIVEAWAY

Please help me welcome author Sarah Hegger to the blog today :) She’s agreed to answer a few questions so we can get to know her better, and also learn some fun facts about her writing habits.

Afterward check out her latest release My Lady Faye. I love the blurb and excerpt…and of course the cover :)

Don’t forget to check out her awesome giveaway as well :)

Let’s get started…

Tell us about yourself in 5 sentences or less.

I am a writer, mother, and trailing spouse but that term makes me homicidal. I speak a smattering of several languages (some of them useless) but only English well, and that depends on how angry I am at the time. I have the vocabulary of a longshoreman, an addiction to shoes and being a hopeless dreamer, would walk around in a ball-gown all day if it wouldn’t look certifiable.

lol…love the description! What did you have for breakfast?

Breakfast is a bit of a non-event for me. This morning I had a piece of toast with peanut butter, which I twisted my daughter’s arm to make for me, and a glass of the smoothie she made and left in the blender.

I’m not a breakfast lover either, and when I do indulge I have something similar to what you had. lol If you could live anywhere in the world, where would you choose and why?

I’ve lived lots of different places, so this is hard for me to answer. Everywhere has something unique and wonderful. I try to enjoy where I’m living at the moment. For now that’s Colorado. However, in another parallel universe where I was a multi-millionaire, I would probably chase the sun all year round. I hate to be cold.

What’s your favorite part of the writing process?

Not copy edits, that’s for sure. Sorry, just received my copy edits for another book. I like the part when I’ve got the story down, first draft is done, and then I get to play with the words. I also love writing dialogue. It could be a hangover from my time as an actress.

Love your answer. Great insight! I love choosing my character names. How did you go about choosing your hero and heroine’s names?

With medieval, etymology has to come first. From there it’s a touchy-feely thing. I just know when the name feels right.

If you could only choose 7 words to describe My Lady Faye, what would they be?

Yearning for a forbidden love to blossom.

Tweet us your favorite line in your book. (Yes, it needs to be 140 characters or less)

#MyLadyFaye #FavoriteLine “Nay.” His arms made it difficult to draw breath. “You are the wife of my heart and I can never let you go again.”

Score! Even managed a couple of hashtags there.

Nicely Done! Describe your hero through your heroine’s eyes.

Gregory is Faye’s safe place, her best friend, her confidante, her partner. As she is married and he wants to enter the monastery, they have never consummated the relationship, but Faye craves physical intimacy with him. It’s more than sex, because they’ve had this yearning relationship for a long time, and she feels incomplete without the physical manifestation of the way she loves him.

Gregory is very tall and strong, not at all the sort of man you’d imagine as a monk. He has a grave, serious handsomeness that conceals his thoughts. Over the years, Faye has learned to read him well, whereas others wouldn’t be able to.

What five words best describe your heroine?

Wistful, conflicted, passionate, survivor, mother

What makes Lady Faye different from other books in the same genre?

Although I write medieval, I tend to shy away from the sword-wielding warrior/damsel in distress type story. Gregory is a postulant in this story, the first step toward becoming a monk, and Faye is married. I believe that’s a fairly different way to start a love story.

Please share the first line from your book?

I cheated a bit here and gave you the first couple of lines:

Faye braced outside the hall where happy voices spilled into the corridor. Two days shy of St. John’s Eve, almost a year to the day Gregory had brought her and her boys back to Anglesea. He’d left before the great bonfires lit that night were extinguished.

I’m okay withe cheating in the name of getting more words! Why should we read My Lady Faye?

Because I asked really, really nicely J. My Lady Faye is a story about finding hope in the darkest places, about a forbidden love that won’t be denied, and it’s a story about the innate strength and endurance of women.

Care to give us a sneak peek on what you’re working on?

Sure, I’ll give you a peak, as long as you promise not to tell anyone. Currently, I am writing #3 Sir Arthur’s Legacy, called “Conquering William”. If you’ve read “Sweet Bea”, and “My Lady Faye”, you will be familiar with middle brother, William. There are also plans for another two books in the series.

On my contemporary side, I am working on something brand new.

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Sir Arthur’s Legacy #2
Sarah Hegger
Released September 1st, 2015
Kensington Books : Lyrical

The Lady
The fair Lady Faye has always played the role allotted her. Yet the marriage her family wanted only brought her years of abuse and heartache. Now, finally free of her tyrannical husband, she is able to live her own life for the first time. But someone from the past has returned. Someone she has never been able to forget.
The Warrior
After years of servitude as a warrior for King and Country, Gregory is now free to pursue his own path: to serve God by becoming a monk. The only thing stopping him is Faye. Gregory has loved Faye since the moment he saw her. But their love was not meant to be. How can he serve God when his heart longs for her? He can neither forsake God nor the woman he loves.
The Promise
When Faye’s son is kidnapped, Gregory answers her family’s call for help, only to find that even in the most dangerous of circumstances, neither can fight their forbidden attraction. An attraction that now burns brighter than ever before. And it is only a matter of time until it consumes them both.
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Her mother and father were settled at table and Faye took the seat to her father’s left. As the first girl, born after Roger and William, she’d been accorded a special place in her father’s affection.

His craggy face split into a grin. “Beautiful Faye.” He kissed her cheek. “Tell me how you have been spending this day.”

She dreaded the question. He asked it every night and every night she burrowed deep for some interesting morsel that wouldn’t make her day seem as stale as old bread. “I am working on a new set of bed linens for Beatrice’s baby. As we do not know the sex of the child, I thought green was a good choice.”

“Marvelous.” Her father rubbed his hands together.

She loved him for the attempt, but honestly, the mighty Sir Arthur of Anglesea had as much interest in bedding as, well, she did.

Twined up in each other like a pair of clinging vines, Garrett and Beatrice entered the hall. Beatrice waddled under the weight of the child she carried. Garrett strutted and preened like the first man to ever conceive a child, hovering about Beatrice constantly. So in love, it made her wish for things she couldn’t have.

Nurse leant forward from beside Lady Mary. “She carries a boy, you mark my words.”

Faye itched to adjust her wimple. Nurse wore it so low and tight, it pressed her face inward and gave her the look of a spotted pudding.

“It is in the shape of the belly.” Nurse made a circle with her hands. “If it is round like that, it’s a boy. You were the same and your mother before you.”

Oh, spare her Nurse and her predictions. Both times Nurse had sworn up and down Faye bore a girl. She merely smiled at their resident oracle and accepted a goblet from a serving woman. At least the wine at Anglesea was always good.

Speaking of her confinements, Simon and Arthur should be back by now.

“Nurse, have you seen the boys?” She leant far forward to see past her father and mother. She had told Sir Arthur they should commission a curved table at Anglesea. It was one good thing she had taken from Calder Castle.

Nurse’s bodice dropped in her trencher as she replied. See there, a curved table would be a mercy to silk everywhere. “Nay.” Nurse frowned. “I thought they were with young Oliver.”

Oliver, the squire charged with watching the boys. There were so many around Anglesea, their names blurred into a crowd of eager young faces.

“Oliver missed weapons practice this evening.” William took the seat beside her.

Why he did it baffled her because Roger would only insist he move one down. Men. Oliver should not have missed practice. Everyone knew Sir Arthur ran a disciplined keep, and squires did not miss practice. Not unless there was a problem. A tendril of alarm curled in her belly.

“I saw them heading for the beech thicket.” Roger rumbled from behind. He clapped William on the shoulder, his knuckles whitening as he increased his grip.

“The beech thicket? Did you not stop them? They told me they would go to the stream at the bottom of the hill. They were to remain in sight of the keep guards.”

“I thought they had your permission.” Roger won the battle with William and wedged huge shoulders in beside her.

Roger was so thick sometimes, sitting there sipping his mead as if naught was amiss. She had told her boys right before him the thicket was not allowed, even accompanied. Her brother would be well served if she poured his mead over his thoughtless head. Roger should have stopped them. The beech thicket spread all the way to the village and the boys could be anywhere. Best she start looking. Already planning the stern word she would have with her oldest son when she found him, she got to her feet. Simon forever led the way into mischief with little Arthur at his heels. She should never have let them go this morning.

Sir Arthur rose. “Faye?”

“Forgive me.” She managed a tight smile for the table. “If you will excuse me, I will go and find my sons.”

Garrett stood. “I shall come with you.”

“I am sure there is no reason for concern.” She kept it light. Boys were boys and she did try not to coddle them, but for their bellies not to lead them to dinner was unusual.

“I will come.” Garrett motioned for Beatrice to stay. “Where would you like to begin?”

Beatrice had a treasure in her husband. Faye gave him a grateful smile as she led the way out of the hall.

A bench scraped and William called out. “Hang about, Faye, we can split up and cover more ground.”

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Born British and raised in South Africa, Sarah Hegger suffers from an incurable case of wanderlust. Her match? A hot Canadian engineer, whose marriage proposal she accepted six short weeks after they first met. Together they’ve made homes in seven different cities across three different continents (and back again once or twice). If only it made her multilingual, but the best she can manage is idiosyncratic English, fluent Afrikaans, conversant Russian, pigeon Portuguese, even worse Zulu and enough French to get herself into trouble.

Mimicking her globe trotting adventures, Sarah’s career path began as a gainfully employed actress, drifted into public relations, settled a moment in advertising, and eventually took root in the fertile soil of her first love, writing. She also moonlights as a wife and mother.She currently lives in Draper, Utah, with her teenage daughters, two Golden Retrievers and aforementioned husband. Part footloose buccaneer, part quixotic observer of life, Sarah’s restless heart is most content when reading or writing books.

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What to Read Wednesday with Renita Pizzitola author of Just A Little Kiss ~ GIVEAWAY

It’s time for What to Read Wednesday! I’m excited to welcome Renita Pizzitola to the blog today :) I just adore her latest book cover, and think this story sounds so good.

Renita is sharing a little insight into the setting of this story. Afterward, check out her blurb and excerpt, and of course don’t forget to enter her wonderful giveaway!

Take it away Renita… 


For those of you who’ve read the two previous books in the Crush Series, you’ve already been introduced to Mason—the guy who unfortunately didn’t find his happily-ever-after. But it’s finally his turn! In Just a Little Kiss he’ll take a break from his ordinary life, get a little distance from his best friend—and previous love interest—Brinley and head to Port Lucia, a tiny (and fictional) beach town nestled along the Texas Coast.


When creating Port Lucia, I modeled it after some of my favorite beaches but knew it somehow also needed a small town feel only a local would know. So this little beach town was born—a place that felt like home some days, and stifling on others. For Felicity it provides security and would embrace friendship and family, but also make it hard to break away and find herself. For Mason, it would teach him about loyalty and hard work, while also giving him the opportunity to step out of his comfort zone and discover an entirely different world. But it would also provide the perfect backdrop for a summer romance. After all, what’s summer love without long days and slow nights with the ocean as your backyard!


I hope you enjoy your trip to Port Lucia and all the new characters you will meet along the way! J



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In the sizzling new novel of Renita Pizzitola’s Crush series, Felicity knows that “Summer Boys” are only good for
one thing. But what if hooking up with the right guy could lead to a fresh start?
Like most of the residents of her dead-end beach town, Felicity Daniels doesn’t know what she wants from her
future. Instead of college, she’s waiting tables at the local grille where she’s more likely to run into the guy who was the love of her
life—until one decision changed everything. Now as this year’s tourist season kicks in to high gear, Felicity realizes that whatever she wants isn’t going to be found here.
Mason Hayes is the quintessential Summer Boy: hot, impulsive, and born without strings attached. While in town
helping with the family fishing charter, he plans to have a little fun—and hopefully get over a certain girl. He’s never had a long-term relationship, but when he meets Felicity, he wonders if he’s found the girl who could change that.
With her heart still in repair, Felicity’s happy to have a distraction like Mason, but her best friend thinks
he could also be her ticket out of this town. What’s the harm in using him to escape more than just her boredom? After all, he is just a Summer Boy, and they never stick around. But after one kiss, Felicity wonders if only one summer with Mason will ever really be enough.
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The waves crashed against the shoreline beneath the boardwalk. Their melodic pounding drowned out the bells, rattles and cheers from the carnival behind me. There was just something about the ocean that helped calm my nerves, except today it seemed to torture me with its boundless sky and endless water, the epitome of freedom . . . yet my life was contained to this. This nothing that felt like everything. Small town; smaller life.

My sister Hope slipped up beside me, pressing her elbows against the railing, her rounded belly grazing the wooden slats. “Everything okay?” she asked.

I straightened, stretched my hands over my head then tugged my white work tank top back down. “Yeah. Just a little worn out from tonight’s shift. This summer has taken it out of me.”

Of course, it wasn’t really just this summer; it was every day. Every moment. Every single minute spent doing the same freaking thing: Wake up, pull a long shift at Eddie’s, crash, repeat. My skin itched for something new. Something better. I felt like the boats in the harbor, crashing with the waves, fighting to break free, but bound by a single freaking rope. Except my rope was my own fear, but that was all it took. One thing, one person, one commitment. Tied down.

“It’s been a hot one.” Hope rubbed her hand over her stomach. “In a few years, when you have kids, plan for a winter pregnancy.”

A few years? No way. I refused to let my life be headed in that direction. But this town . . . it sucked everything out of you. Well, not everything. I swear, every time I turned around someone else was pregnant. The fertility rate here must be astronomical.

“Felicity?” Hope turned toward me, her expression one of concern.

I forced a smile. “Sorry, I spaced out. I think I need something to eat. I skipped dinner.”

“Food sounds good.”

She licked her lips and I suppressed a laugh. “Yeah, I can grab us something. What are you in the mood for?”

“Um, a corn dog? But hot dogs are bad for you. Maybe some cotton candy? But that’s a lot of sugar.” She bit her lip. “An ice cream cone? That’s good. It’s dairy, right? And protein.”

“Sure. And the cone’s a grain, and if you get strawberry you can add in the fruit.”

Her eyes brightened, then her expression sank. “You’re screwing with me, aren’t you?”

“Of course not.” I grinned. “Okay, I’ll be right back with your corn dog, cotton candy and ice cream.”

“Can you also maybe get a drink? To wash it down.”

I chuckled. “No problem.”

“You’re the best. Love you.”

With a shake of my head, I headed to a nearby food trailer to blow a decent chunk of that night’s tips. Thankfully the line wasn’t too bad, and it didn’t take long to load up and head back to Hope. Juggling way too much food, I navigated through the carnival crowd, careful not to drop anything.

“Hungry?” A guy’s voice called out.

I turned and smiled when I saw my friend Colby walking up. “Hey. It’s not all for me.”

“I was kind of wondering when you started eating non-green food.”

I rolled my eyes then lifted the hand holding sweet potato fries and cotton candy. “These are orange, and I may even eat a bite of pink.”

“Wow. Really branching out.”

I grinned. “So what are you doing here? Past your bedtime, isn’t it?”

“Pretty much.” He took his baseball cap off, scratched his head, then readjusted it, centering the John’s Charter Boats logo perfectly. “Dad had shoulder surgery this week, so I got a few days off. But we’re heading back out come Sunday.”

“That explains why it’s been so quiet these past few mornings.”

He shrugged in a halfhearted apology. “Sorry, but when the sun comes up, we hit the water.”

“You and your fishing.” I smiled. “Okay, well, I’ll see you around. Tell your brothers hi for me.”

“Will do.”

Just as I turned to leave, another voice called out, “Hey, T, no love for me?”

Colby’s younger brother, Owen, was the only person to ever call me T, and also happened to be my favorite out of all the Callahan boys.

I turned back around with a little grin. “I’ve got nothing but love for you.” My gaze flicked to the guy walking up alongside him. He fell behind Owen as they maneuvered around the bumper car line then came back into full view.

Whoa. Tall. Blond. And all sorts of hot.

Who was he? Definitely not a local, which got my hopes up that he might be a Summer Boy. And I loved me some Summer Boys. They rolled in for peak season and packed their bags before the days grew shorter. They were perfect for girls who refused to get tied down to this crappy town. Girls like me.

“Then what’s the rush?” Owen, who’d finally made his way to his brother’s side, stared at my full hands then grabbed his chest with a pained look. “Don’t tell me there’s someone else?”

I laughed and shook my head. “It’s for Hope and if I drop it, she’ll have a conniption.”

His shoulders sagged in feigned disappointment but then he quickly rebounded and, with a tilt of his chin, said, “That’s cool. You can make it up to me later.”

Colby groaned, clearly knowing where this conversation was headed . . . the pretend-flirting Owen and I loved, and he hated.

“Leave your window open, and I will,” I said with a wink.

Colby rolled his eyes, while the other guy glanced between us, looking confused or amazed or maybe both.

With a chuckle, Owen said, “My window, my room, my bed . . . they’re all open to you.”

Colby smacked his kid brother upside the head.

Owen winced and rubbed the side of his head. “What the hell? T started it.”

I bit my lip to stop a laugh then offered my most suggestive smile. “But Owen plans to finish it.”

“Seriously, this isn’t funny,” Colby huffed. He shifted his weight, like he always did when he got uncomfortable. And though it might seem like his discomfort resided in the fact I was pretend-flirting with his seventeen-year-old brother, the real source was the fact that he still saw me as his best friend’s girlfriend. But that was long over. And something he seriously needed to move past.




Renita Pizzitola is the author of New Adult contemporary romance and Young Adult fantasy. When not writing, she can
be found feeding her caramel macchiato addiction and reading just about anything she can get her hands on. She lives in Austin, Texas, with her husband and two children.

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BOOK BLAST ~ Bold Seduction by Karyn Gerrard ~ GIVEAWAY

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Karyn Gerrard
Releasing Sept 1st, 2015
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An Intriguing Proposition


Passion. Seduction. Pleasure. These are the qualities of any courtesan worth her salt. As owner of The Starling Club, London’s most notorious house of ill-repute, Madame Philomena McGrattan has seen it all, heard it all, done it all. There is little that surprises her anymore, and even less that excites her. So when she is presented a chance at an irresistible seduction, she can’t help but rise to the challenge.


A Dangerous Game


Studiousness. Practicality. Discipline. Such are the attributes of a good scholar, and such are the principles Lord Spencer Hornsby has built his life around. Alone in the Welsh countryside, with only his wolfhounds for company, Spencer has thrown himself into his work. There is little time for the pleasures of society, not even to think of the joys of the fairer sex. But when an unexpected guest arrives at his isolated hunting lodge, Spencer cannot help but be baffled by the presence of this dangerously beautiful woman. And when he discovers the reason for her arrival, and the pleasures she promises, he cannot help but find himself irresistibly intrigued . . .



Finally, he asked, “And who are you, her replacement?”

Her? A housekeeper? Should she pretend to be a servant? Bugger that. “Hardly. I believe the old hag had plans to leave anyway as her bag was packed and at the ready. I’m here at the invitation of two of your acquaintances. Mr. Jacob Williamson and Mr. Clive Christopher.”

The professor frowned. At least she thought he did. It was hard to read his expression under the wiry thatch of hair surrounding his mouth. He rifled through a pile of unopened correspondence. “Oh? I do not recall any recent note from those gentlemen.”

“I believe I am to be a surprise present for your birthday tomorrow.”

His owl eyes blinked rapidly as if he could not process what she said. “I do not require a maid, though you tell me Mrs. Brickell has departed. It appears I could use a housekeeper…”

He had absolutely no idea why she came to him. His mind did not even consider the fact it could be for carnal reasons. What a sheltered life he must lead. “I’m no servant, though you need tidying up as much as your home does. You bear a striking resemblance to a painting of a French Canadian trapper I saw in a book once. All wild and shaggy—all that is missing is the plaid coat and the beaver pelts.” She gave him a sweet, smug smile.

With his lips pressed into a straight line, he sat back and regarded her. “Oh? You read a book once?” His elegant voice dripped with self-righteous sarcasm.

“Touché, Professor. Well aimed. A direct hit.” Phil pointed to the dogs who still stared at her. Their unblinking attention followed her every minute move. “Should I be afeared for my life? Your animals are intimidating.”

“Justinian. Theodora. Easy.” The hounds relaxed at his command, laying their heads on their paws. “They are Irish Wolfhounds. ‘Gentle when stroked, fierce when provoked.’”

Phil placed a hand on her hip. “Does that saying apply to you as well, Professor Hornsby?”

Did he smile slightly? Again, hard to tell under the facial hair. Phil pulled a chair toward the desk and placed it a few feet away. She raised one leg to the chair.

“Now, I don’t claim to be a blue-stocking, but I am able to read.” Phil grasped the hem of her green striped gown, and with a slow, deliberate movement, raised it past her ankle boots. She glanced at the beast behind the desk. His gaze remained steady as it slid down to where she continued to raise her petticoats to reveal one of her shapely legs. At least she’d been told they were shapely. No matter. Running her hand over the sheer white stocking, she lingered near her silk garter. “I do not think they are blue. You better come closer and inspect the shade of my stockings for yourself…Professor.”

He coughed and looked away. She made him uncomfortable, and she would wager to guess–a little aroused. No sound could be heard in the room except a whimper from one of the dogs and the huge clock in the corner ticking away the awkward minutes.

Hornsby faced her. “Who are you, madam, and why are you here?”

She continued to fondle and caress her leg, and having the unkempt man watch her caused a slow roll of heat to travel through her. Again, his voice. Like molten gold or a cello played by a master that vibrated with life, power, and resonance.

“My name is Philomena McGrattan. I am indeed a madam and hired to relieve you of your virginity.”

There was no further reaction from the professor whatsoever. This did not bode well.

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Karyn lives in a small town in the western corner of Ontario, Canada. She whiles away her spare time writing and reading romance while drinking copious amounts of Earl Grey tea. Tortured heroes are a must. A multi-published author with a few bestsellers under her belt, Karyn loves to write in different genres and time periods, though historicals and contemporaries are her favorite.

As long as she can avoid being hit by a runaway moose in her wilderness paradise she assumes everything is golden. Karyn’s been happily married for a long time to her own hero. His encouragement keeps her moving forward.



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BOOK BLAST ~ Here All Along by Crista McHugh ~ GIVEAWAY

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Kelly Brothers #7
Crista McHugh
Released August 26th, 2015


Can best friends become lovers while
the cameras are rolling?
Movie star Gideon Kelly has always harbored a secret crush for his long-time friend and assistant, Sarah. One sizzling kiss is enough to convince him she’s the only woman for him, and he’ll do anything to prove to her they have all the makings of an epic Hollywood romance.
Sarah Holtz rose to stardom as a child only to crash and burn in her late teen years. Gideon was there to help put the pieces of her life back together, and she now relishes her life far away from the paparazzi flashes. Her need for privacy is the one thing holding her back from exploring something more with him. When a video of their kiss goes viral, she’s left wondering if he’s worth the risk of stepping back into
the spotlight to become his leading lady.
Recommended for those who enjoy
· Friends to lovers stories
· Hollywood romances
· Las Vegas weddings
· Waking up married stories
· Stories of second chances
· Sidekicks who love a good
practical joke


If anyone recognized Gideon as he passed through the crowded casino, they didn’t approach him. Part of it could be due to the corn-fed hulking mass of muscle trailing behind him, but at least it made for an uneventful trip to the steakhouse.

The real action didn’t start until the next patron walked in. A chorus of high-pitched, feminine squeals accompanied the dark-haired man, but it wasn’t until he turned around that Gideon understood why.

Gabe Harrison. A-list actor. Perennial member of People’s annual Sexiest Men list. And his future adversary on the silver screen.

A flash of recognition appeared in his dark eyes, and he extended his hand with a smile. “Gideon. So glad to finally meet you in person.”

“Likewise.” He peered over Gabe’s shoulder just in time to see Jason herding back what Sarah referred to as a pack of rabid fan girls. “You’re brave to travel without protection.”

Gabe waved it off with a shrug. “It’s only because I forgot to take my usual precautions. So, are you here for dinner?”

“No, I’m here to smell the beef.”

Gabe’s smile slipped for a moment, but then he laughed and wagged his finger. “Becca warned me about your sense of humor.”

“Just like she warned me about your practical jokes.” A wave of heat crawled up his spine. If he didn’t know better, he could have sworn his co-star was trying to initiate a game of one-upmanship. But thankfully, his brother Ethan’s girlfriend had also warned him about Gabe’s competitive streak. Becca was best friends with Gabe’s sister, and the concept of six degrees of separation had become much smaller.

“So there’s no chance of my pulling one over on you, eh?”

He ignored Gabe’s taunt and pushed toward the hostess stand. “I have a reservation for two.”

She fluttered her eyelashes at him. “Of course, Mr. Kelly.”

“Expecting company?” Gabe asked.

“Just my assistant.” He spotted a woman with red hair squeezing past the gathering crowd. “There she is now.”

As soon as he pointed Sarah out to Gabe, he knew he’d made a mistake. Not because of the way Sarah looked. No, to call her stunning wouldn’t even do her justice. The simple black dress hugged her yoga-toned body in all the right places, and her straight hair shimmered under the lights like ruby-colored silk. She was simple, elegant, classy.

And the absolute object of Gabe Harrison’s attention.

Now it was Gideon’s turn to experience the unpleasant surge of jealousy he’d witnessed in her earlier.

Her expression immediately turned wary when she saw Gabe. “Did I miss the memo about the cast party?”

Gabe pressed his finger to his lips. “Shh! We don’t want Mackinzie to find out where we are.”

Her lips twitched, and a new jolt of jealousy rushed through Gideon. “Precisely, and now that Sarah’s arrived—”

“Sarah?” Gabe oozed playboy charm as he took her hand. “You’re Gideon’s assistant? I would’ve mistaken you for his girlfriend.”

She covered a hoarse cough, and her cheeks turned pink.

Gideon’s fingers curled into his palm. If he wasn’t careful, Gabe would sweep her off her feet, and he’d never even have a chance to win her heart. He moved between them, breaking his rival’s hold on Sarah’s hand. “If you’ll excuse us, I think the hostess is waiting to take us to our table.”

“How about I join you?”

He was about to tell Gabe to piss off, but Sarah placed a calm hand on his chest and diffused his rage.

“I think it might be wise if we all moved away from the entrance before Jason gets trampled.” She nodded toward the bodyguard, who looked like he wished he wasn’t tackling this assignment solo.

“Then a table for three it is.” Gabe grinned at the hostess and tucked Sarah’s hand into the crook of his arm. “I’m looking forward to getting to know both of you. I mean, with your brother dating my little sister’s best friend, we’re practically family.”

Gideon gritted his teeth and ran to catch up with them. If his co-star didn’t turn off the charm soon, he might feel obliged to give him a black eye.

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Crista McHugh, New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author of fantasy and romance who writes heroines who are smart, sexy and anything but ordinary. She currently lives in the Audi-filled suburbs of Seattle with her husband and two children, maintaining her alter ego of mild-mannered physician by day while she continues to pursue writing on nights and weekends.
She is an active member of the Romance Writers of America (including the Greater Seattle Chapter and the Seattle Eastside Chapters), and Romance Divas.
Just for laughs, here are some of the jobs she’s had in the past to pay the bills: barista, bartender, sommelier, stagehand, actress, morgue attendant, and autopsy assistant.
And she’s also a recovering LARPer. (She blames it on her crazy college days)




Posted by on September 1, 2015 in Blitz/Bonanza Spotlights


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INTERVIEW with Tawny Weber author of A Seal’s Temptation ~ Giveaway

Please help me welcome a very special author to the blog today! I have Tawny Weber visiting and she’s graciously allowed me to interview her. If you haven’t read any of Tawny’s books, you are missing out. My sister introduced me to one of her books several years back and I’ve been hooked ever since. I love her stories and I think you will, too!

After our interview, check out her latest release A SEAL’S TEMPTATION and then enter her awesome giveaway!

Let’s get started…


Describe yourself in three sentences.

  1. I’m a goal setter who is willing to work hard to achieve my goals.
  2. I’m a dreamer who believes that dreams do come true.
  3. I believe in karma and try to live my life in a way that means that the karma coming back to me is the feel good kind.

What’s the last thing you cooked?

  • Homemade sauce with tomatoes and basil from my garden

What’s your favorite holiday and why?

  • I love Christmas. To me, it’s a magical holiday filled with hope and wishes come true.  The decorations, the food, the customs and did I mention the gifts?  It’s all so lovely!

Tell us your favorite part about the writing process.

  • The End. I love the process of making up a story, the beginning when so many things are possible.  I actually do enjoy the structure and work that goes into writing the story and creating characters that I always hope readers will enjoy.  But my favorite part is the end because that’s when the hero and heroine get to focus on being in love!

I love choosing character names. How did you go about choosing the names for your hero and heroine?

  • I use a baby name book and flip through mumbling names under my breath until I mumble something that sounds right for the personality I’ll be writing. Rarely, but sometimes I’ve realized partway through the story that  the name simply doesn’t fit and have to go back to mumbling my way through the book again.


If you could tweet your favorite line from your book, what would it be? Yep, that’s right, you only get 140 characters. :)

Oooh boy… okay, here we go:

  • She’d bet he was even better naked. Long, lean and luscious, he’d know what to do with his body. Better yet, he’d know what to do with hers.

Of the characters in your latest release, which one is most like you?

  • I think that my hero’s younger sister, Sara, is probably most like me. She’s dedicated to family, wants everyone to be happy and has a sometimes unreasonable optimism that she can make everything work out the way she wants.

Do you prefer to write in the morning, afternoon, evening, or anytime?

  • I’m a total night owl, so I write at night. Usually from 9 or 10pm until 3 or so in the morning.  Depending on my deadlines and commitments, I sometimes write in the afternoon or through the weekend as well.

What makes your book stand out from others in the same genre?

  • My voice. I write sexy military heroes with just enough military to keep it real but not so much that it overshadows the romance.  I write sexy books that are hot enough to steam, and characters that readers can easily relate to.  And I write it all with emotion and humor.

Which scene in this book was your favorite to write and why?

  • Oh, that’s a tough one. I think the first meeting between Lark and Shane. I love those first reactions and in this case, Lark had been trying to guess what Shane’s job might be given that his mother was so ashamed that when never wanted it mentioned.  Lark’s guess?  Male stripper. Which made for a fabulously fun scene to write!

Want to give us a little peek into what you’re working on next?

  • I’ve just started another story in my Sexy SEAL series, this one to be published summer of 2016, tentatively titled A SEAL’s Desire. I wanted to really delve into some fun romance tropes so in this story my hero is a cowboy and the heroine a runaway bride. I’m in the very starting stages of the story so I’m sure it will change as I go, but so far I’m really excited about it.


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If I had a free afternoon, I’d ____read a book______.

My eyes are ___blurry__________.

Something I’ll never do in public is ___sing___.

When I was a child I dreamed about growing up to be a ___gypsy_________.

When I’m not enjoying a good romance I like to read ____fantasy_______.




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Uniformly Hot #9
Tawny Weber
Digital Release Sept 1st
Print Release Aug 18th


Subject: Navy SEAL Shane
“Scavenger” O’Brian
Mission: Seduce and satisfy Lark
Lark Sommers’s dry spell is officially a sex-starved desert. Since taking over her mom’s quirky coffee shop in Nowhere, Idaho—putting her own career on permanent hold—Lark’s been, well, miserable. But her friends have a plan…one that starts with a superhot guy with a rockin’ hard bod.
US Navy SEAL Shane O’Brian has no clue he’s being set up. All he knows is that Lark does incredible things to his libido. Still, Shane can’t quite bring himself to tell her what he does for a living. After all, their risqué business is temporary—no strings, no falling in love.
Especially when there’s no way this SEAL would ever be tempted into anything more than a sexy little fling…
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Oh, my.

He was gorgeous.

Wasn’t he gorgeous?

She thought so, but the room had taken a nice, slow spin so which she was sure accounted for the sudden dizziness filling her head and the odd tightness in her belly. Resting her hand on the doorframe, Lark blinked a couple of times so she could see him more clearly.

And oh, boy, was she glad she did.

Because she’d been right. He was gorgeous. Sara had been right, he definitely had a little Greek god in there somewhere.

Tall, close to a foot over her own five-four, he a swimmer’s build. Broad shoulders, a slender waist and long, long legs. The kind of body that would look might sweet naked but for a gleaming coat of oil.

His dark brown hair was cut super short, the top spiked in a way that looked like he’d ran his hands through it’s thickness while it was wet and left it at that. Unlike Sara’s round sweetness, her brother’s face was narrow, with slashing brows and a full mouth.

Oh, that mouth. Those lips. Mmm. Lark wet her lips while imagining doing the same to his. She was pretty sure she could spend hours nibbling on that bottom lip of his and still not be satisfied.

She’d bet if he were doing the nibbling, her satisfaction would be guaranteed. She didn’t know if it was all the talk of sex today, or if he was simply the most desirable man she’d ever seen in her life. Either or both got credit for the images flooding her mind.

The two of them, naked. Oh yeah, she’d bet he was even better naked. Long, lean and luscious, he’d know what to do with his body. Better yet, he’d know what to do with hers. She’d bet he could do things she’d only read about in those sexy romance novels.

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New York Times and USA TODAY Bestselling author of thirty books and counting, Tawny Weber has been writing sassy, sexy romances since her first one hit the shelves in 2007. A fan of Johnny Depp, cupcakes and color coordination, she spends a lot of her time shopping for cute shoes, scrapbooking and hanging out on Facebook.

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Posted by on August 31, 2015 in Blitz/Bonanza Spotlights


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