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BOOK BLITZ ~ Keep Me Safe by Maya Banks ~ Giveaway

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Blurb

A sizzling story of a woman who risks her life and her heart to find a wealthy man’s missing sister—the first novel in a sexy new romantic suspense series from #1 New York Times bestselling author Maya Banks

When Caleb Devereaux’s younger sister is kidnapped, this scion of a powerful and wealthy family turns to an unlikely source for help: a beautiful and sensitive woman with a gift for finding answers others cannot.

While Ramie can connect to victims and locate them by feeling their pain, her ability comes with a price. Every time she uses it, it costs her a piece of herself. Helping the infuriatingly attractive and impatient Caleb successfully find his sister nearly destroys her. Even though his sexual intensity draws her like a magnet, she needs to get as far away from him as she can.

Deeply remorseful for the pain he’s caused, Caleb is determined to make things right. But just when he thinks Ramie’s vanished forever, she reappears. She’s in trouble and she needs his help. Now, Caleb will do risk everything to protect her—including his heart. . . .

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Excerpt (Complete Chapter One)

Chapter 1

 

Caleb Devereaux turned out of the sharp switchback and onto the driveway leading up to the tiny mountain cabin, swearing when he hit pothole after pothole. Fury and impatience simmered in his blood but the anticipation of having finally found Ramie St. Claire after an exhaustive search kept his mood from being completely black.

Ramie was his sister, Tori’s, only hope.

The moment Tori was kidnapped, Caleb had begun his search for Ramie St. Claire. She certainly wasn’t the first person on most people’s go-to list when looking for a loved one. Ramie was psychic and had been helpful in locating victims in the past. While many would be skeptical, Caleb absolutely believed in Ramie’s abilities.

His own sister had psychic abilities.

He and his brothers, Beau and Quinn, had always been extremely overprotective of their baby sister. With good reason. Caleb was the head of a veritable empire. Security was always top priority. They’d always feared kidnapping for ransom, but in their worst nightmares they’d never imagined that Tori would simply disappear and be at the mercy of a madman.

There’d been no ransom demand. Simply a video of Tori bound hand and foot and the maniacal laughter of her captor as he told Caleb to kiss his sister goodbye.

He just prayed he wasn’t too late. God, don’t let it be too late for Tori.

It infuriated him that Ramie St. Claire had simply dropped off the map three months ago. No trace of her, no forwarding address. No evidence that she even existed. How could she simply disappear when she was such an invaluable aid in finding kidnap victims and missing persons? How selfish of her to simply refuse, by her actions, to help anyone?

He’d worked himself into a rage by the time he finally pulled up to the small cabin that looked as though it wouldn’t weather the upcoming winter at all. He wasn’t even certain there would be electricity. Only a person determined not to be found would live in a place like this.

He got out and strode to the ramshackle front door, his fist up and pounding. The door shook and rattled under the force of his knock. Only silence greeted him and it sent his blood pressure soaring.

“Miss St. Claire!” he roared. “Answer the goddamn door!”

He beat on the door again, shouting again for her to answer. He likely looked and sounded like the madman holding his sister, but at this point he didn’t care. He was beyond desperation. It had taken every resource available to him to finally track Ramie down. No way in hell he was leaving until he’d gotten the information he’d come for.

Then the door swung open and he was greeted by the sight of a petite woman with wary, gray eyes. He was momentarily taken aback, going silent as he stared at Ramie St. Claire for the first time in person.

The photos he’d seen of her didn’t do her justice. There was a delicate air to her as though she were recovering from an illness, but it in no way detracted from her beauty. She looked…fragile. He felt a brief moment of guilt for what he was about to ask her to do, but he brushed it away. There was no price too high to pay for his sister’s life.

“I can’t help you.”

Her softly spoken words slid like velvet over his ears, a direct contrast from the anger her refusal caused. He hadn’t even made his request yet and she was already giving him the brush-off.

“You don’t even know what it is I want,” he said in an icy tone that would wither most people.

“It’s rather obvious,” she said wearily, fatigue drooping her eyelids. “Why else would you come all this way? I don’t even want to know how you found me. It’s obvious I did a piss poor job of covering my tracks if you managed to find me here.”

Caleb frowned. Had she been ill? Was that why she’d dropped out of sight so she could recover? It didn’t matter why now that he’d found her. He didn’t care what her reasons were.

“With your abilities why would you purposely make yourself difficult to find?” he demanded. “My sister’s life is at stake here, Miss St. Claire. I’m not merely asking you to help me. I’m not leaving until you do.”

She shook her head adamantly, fear chasing the lethargy from her eyes. “I can’t.”

There was quiet desperation to her words that told him there was more to her refusal than what appeared on the surface. Something was wrong and yet he couldn’t summon any regret for forcing her compliance. Not when Tori’s life hung in the balance.

He reached inside his jacket and pulled out Tori’s scarf. The one item they’d found at the sight where she must have been taken. In the parking lot of a grocery store beside the open door of her car. He should have never let her go alone. He’d failed her. Failed to protect her. Failed to ensure proper security.

Ramie immediately backed away, a desperate cry on her lips. He shoved forward, forcing the scarf into her hands and holding her and the scarf so there was no escape. She emitted a broken sob and she looked up at him, stricken, her face going unnaturally pale. Her pupils flared and then clouded, pain and devastation clearly outlined on her features.

“No,” she whispered. “Not again. Oh God, not again. I won’t survive it.”

Her knees buckled and she would have gone down, but he caught her, ensuring the scarf never lost contact with her hands. He watched in horror as Ramie’s body sagged, slipping from his grasp despite his best effort to support her weight. She was simply lifeless, as limp as a rag doll. He quickly followed her down to the floor, determined that she not lose her grip on Tori’s scarf. But it didn’t seem to matter now. Ramie was somewhere else.

Her eyes glazed over and her body began to twitch spasmodically. She curled into a fetal position, the fragility of such a self-protective measure gutting him. She moaned softly and then began to weep.

“Please don’t hurt me again. Please, I’m begging you. I can’t take any more. If you’re going to kill me, just do it. Quit torturing me.”

Chill bumps spread rapidly up Caleb’s nape as Ramie’s voice, which sounded nearly identical to Tori’s, filled his ears. Dear God, was he witnessing what was happening to his sister through Ramie?

The scene Ramie was painting was horrifying. Not only for the fact that his sister was even now enduring the absolute worse. But from all appearances, Ramie was suffering with her.

He’d certainly done his research on Ramie St. Claire’s abilities but there was little information beyond her astonishing success record. No mention of how she managed to help victims or what it did to her. God help them all. What had he done?

Her body jerked and it took only a moment for Caleb to realize what was happening. It was too unmistakable. Bile rose in his throat and he had to suck in steadying breaths to keep from heaving the contents of his stomach on the floor. Tears burned his eyelids as he helplessly watched his sister being raped through the window of Ramie’s awareness.

Ramie’s weeping tore at his heart and he gathered her into his arms, not knowing what else to do but rock her gently. “Tori?” He whispered his sister’s name experimentally, not knowing if a link had been established through Ramie. “Can you hear me? It’s Caleb. Tell me where you are, honey. I’ll come for you. Hold on please. Don’t give up, no matter how bad it is.”

Ramie’s head jerked sideways and the imprint of a hand immediately appeared on her cheek. Caleb was horrified, unsure of what to do now that he’d crossed a line he couldn’t come back from. He tried to push back his guilt, telling himself that anything that helped him recover his sister was worth it. But was torturing an innocent woman worth it?

He hadn’t given her a choice. She’d told him no and yet he’d forced this on her not knowing the heavy toll it would take. He had no idea how her powers worked and now that he did he was sick to his soul. No wonder she’d been so resistant. No wonder she’d told him she couldn’t do it anymore.

“Ramie. Ramie!” he said in a more forceful voice. “Come back to me, Ramie. Come back so you can tell me how to find her.”

Ramie’s eyes were opened but so distant that he knew she wasn’t here. The imprint of the hand on her face was bright and vivid, red against deathly white skin. There was a look of such defeat and despair in her eyes that once again he found himself battling tears.

Suddenly she hunched inward, her entire body jolting as though absorbing a blow. She wrapped her arms around her stomach and he realized that she’d been kicked. Or rather Tori had been kicked. It was a horrific, helpless feeling to know that two women were being victimized, one because of him.

Then she simply rolled away, her cheek lying against the cold floor, her eyes fixed and vacant. She was completely still and terror gripped him. Was Tori dead? Oh dear God! Had he just witnessed his sister’s murder?

“Ramie! Wake up! God, please wake up. Tell me how to find her. Tell me that she’s still alive!”

He picked Ramie’s slight weight up, swearing because she was so thin and fragile, weighing nothing in his arms. He carried her to the worn sofa and carefully laid her down, not wanting to hurt her any more than she’d already been hurt.

He sat on the edge, gathering her icy hands in his, rubbing, trying to infuse warmth. He had no idea what to do. Should he take her to a hospital?

Then after several long moments, she blinked and seemed to come out of her trance. Pain immediately swamped her features and she began to silently weep again, each tear cutting him to ribbons.

“Is she still alive?” he asked anxiously. “Do you know how to find her?”

“Yes,” Ramie said dully.

Hope surged in his heart and he found himself nearly crushing her hands in his.

“Tell me where,” he urged.

Slowly and painfully she whispered the location down to the minutest detail. Chills once again slithered up his spine at the precision in which she described not only the location but the kidnapper. She even provided a license plate number.

He picked up his phone and immediately called his brother, relaying the information that Ramie had provided. When he was done, he stared helplessly down at Ramie, grateful and yet deeply regretful for what he’d just subjected her to.

“What do I need to do to help you?” he asked softly.

Resignation dulled her eyes even further. “There’s nothing you can do,” she said in a flat voice. “Just go.”

“The hell I’ll just leave you here!”

He was already calculating in his head that he could simply bring her with him. He could get her the care she so obviously needed at the same time Tori was receiving what she needed.

“Your sister needs you. Just go. I’ll be fine.”

The lie was so obvious, but it seemed to be all she could muster. He was torn between rushing to be with Tori and staying to ensure Ramie would be all right. But how could she be? Two women would live with this for the rest of their lives. His precious sister and the woman he’d forced to help him never knowing the price she’d pay.

“Please,” she begged, her voice breaking. “Just go and leave me be. I gave you what you wanted. I helped you, now go. It’s the least you can do.”

Caleb stood, wiping a hand over his hair and down the back of his neck in agitation. “I’ll go, but I’m coming back, Ramie. I’m going to make this up to you.”

“You can never take this back,” she whispered. “There’s no making up for what’s been done. Just go and take care of your sister. She needs you.”

She closed her eyes, tears seeping from her eyelids. How could he just leave her like she asked? And yet how could he not go and ensure that his sister was safely recovered? He’d never felt so torn in his life.

“If you have any humanity whatsoever, you’ll leave and never tell anyone where you found me,” Ramie said hoarsely. “Please, I’m begging you. Just go. He plans to kill her tomorrow. At dawn. You don’t have much time.”

Her words proved to be the impetus, driving him to action. But goddamn it, he would make this up to her. Somehow, someway.

Regret swamped him. Worse was the fact that even knowing now what he hadn’t known before, he couldn’t say he would have done anything differently. Not when it meant the difference between Tori’s life and death. But at least now he better understood Ramie’s resistance. No longer did he look at her and think she was selfish and cruel. Now he realized her disappearance had been self-preservation. He didn’t know she’d survived this in the past. He just prayed he wasn’t the tipping point in pushing her so far over the edge she’d never recover.

Caleb closed his eyes and then gently touched her cheek. “I’m so sorry. You’ll never know how much. My family and I owe you more than I can ever repay. I’ll go for now and pray to God I’m not too late. But I’m coming back, Ramie. Count on it. I’ll make this up to you if it’s the very last thing I do.”

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Author Info

Maya Banks is a #1 USA Today and New York Times bestselling author whose chart toppers have included erotic romance, romantic suspense, contemporary romance, Scottish historical romances. She is the author of the Breathless Trilogy, the KGI novels, the Sweet series, and the Colters Legacy novels.

She lives in the South with her husband and three children and other assorted babies, such as her two Bengal kitties and a Calico who’s been with her as long as her youngest child. She’s an avid reader of romance and loves to dish books with her fans and anyone else who’ll listen! She very much enjoys interacting with her readers on Facebook and Twitter as well as in her Yahoo! Group.

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Author Links

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Posted by on October 23, 2014 in Blitz/Bonanza Spotlights

 

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BOOK BLITZ ~ Covering Kendall by Julie Brannagh ~ Giveaway

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Blurb

Kendall Tracy, General Manager of the San Francisco Miners, is not one for rash decisions or one-night stands. But when she finds herself alone in a hotel room with a heart-stoppingly gorgeous man-who looks oddly familiar-Kendall throws her own rules out the window…and they blow right back into her face.

Drew McCoy should look familiar, he’s a star player for her team’s archrival the Seattle Sharks. Which would basically make Drew and Kendall the Romeo and Juliet of professional football…well, without all the dying. Not that it’s an issue. They agree to pretend their encounter never happened. Nothing good can come from it anyway, right? Drew’s not so sure.

Kendall may be all wrong, but he can’t stop thinking about her and he finds that some risks are worth taking. Because the stakes are always highest when you’re playing for keeps.

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EXCERPT

Kendall couldn’t seem to let go of Drew’s bigger, rougher hand. She’d told him they shouldn’t date. She was risking public and professional humiliation by even talking with him. Yet she couldn’t bring herself to tell him to leave. The guy had dropped everything to get on a plane. Anyone else kind enough to return her iPhone would have taken it to the nearest overnight mailing facility, paid the fee, and sent her the tracking information via e-mail or text instead of buying a last-minute airline ticket. The phone was a convenient excuse, and they both knew it. She should be worried about the difficult to resist energy between them, but instead, all she could think was This is the most romantic thing any man has done for me. She was in over her head already. She kept telling him this couldn’t happen, but she wasn’t convincing herself of that fact.

“The last flight to Seattle is at 8:00 this evening.” He pulled his phone out of his pocket and consulted the screen. “I could still buy a ticket –”  “I don’t want you to,” she blurted out, and barely resisted slapping her hand over her mouth. If he stayed, they would sleep together, and saying goodbye to him again would be worse. But she couldn’t stand the thought of his leaving. He’d just gotten here. The part of her that was so fixated on getting him out of her hotel room was gone, or at the very least, silenced temporarily. He tried to hide his smile while blotting his mouth with a napkin. “Maybe I should look for a morning flight instead?” She bit her lip and nodded. Despite her behavior in that hotel room, she wasn’t really into one-night stands. She wasn’t altogether sure about “friends with benefits”, either. She’d prefer someone she could develop a relationship with. That could never be Drew. Despite all of her misgivings, however, she knew she was going to sleep with him tonight. He glanced at his phone again, but not fast enough to hide the hungry expression in his eyes. He had more on his mind than dinner. He scrolled down the screen of his smart phone with a fingertip. “Here’s a flight for six-thirty in the morning.”

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Author Info

Julie Brannagh has been writing since she was old enough to hold a pencil. She lives in a small town near Seattle, where she once served as a city council member and owned a yarn shop. She shares her home with a wonderful husband, two uncivilized Maine Coons and a rambunctious chocolate Lab. When she’s not writing, she’s reading, or armchair-quarterbacking her favorite NFL team from the comfort of the family room couch. Julie is a Golden Heart finalist and the author of contemporary sports romances.

Author Links

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Posted by on October 22, 2014 in Blitz/Bonanza Spotlights

 

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SPECIAL GUEST ~ Gemma Brocato author of Exposed to Passion ~ Giveaway

Please help me welcome author Gemma Brocato to the blog today :) She’s talking about the five senses and sharing her latest release Exposed to Passion.

And don’t forget to check out Gemma’s awesome giveaway at the end of the post!

Take it away Gemma…

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Hello, and thank you for inviting me to visit today to talk about Exposed To Passion, Book #3 in The Five Senses Series.

Each of the books in the series is based on one of the senses. Cooking Up Love featured taste, Hearts In Harmony dealt with sound. Exposed is based on sight. I give my heroines a career that is tied to a specific sense. A chef; a music therapist; a photographer. I’m working on a story about a florist right now, which is book #4. I weave as much of the sense into the book as I can, but still focus on the other senses to enrich the reader’s experience and involvement in the story.

I got to thinking about how my five senses effect my perception of the world.Since fall is my favorite time of year, I thought I’d share how each of the senses translates to my world experience.

Sight: I love the colors I see this time of year in the leaves on the trees. I love to drive past a hillside carpeted in reds, oranges, browns and the occasional green from pines. The color repeats often in other things. The sight of gorgeous mums, my favorite flower, bright red apples and pumpkins on display is exciting to me. In Exposed To Passion, Rikki Salerno, a photographer has a similar interest in the beauty of nature.

Sound: Rain pattering on my roof is a soothing sound. The drip of overflow from gutters filled with fallen leaves. The sound of tires splashing on pavement as school busses carry kids out of the neighborhood. I love a rainy day.

Taste: Don’t know about you, but I love all things pumpkin spice. I crave the taste all year long, but especially in the fall as the season shifts and the temperature starts to drop. I have great recipes for pumpkin spice fudge and pumpkin spice truffles. I also have a couple of pumpkin soup recipes I like to unleash on my unsuspecting family. They think I’m crazy, but they don’t complain once that savory bowl of soup is placed under their noses with a piece of crusty bread for dipping. Have I made you hungry? In Exposed To Passion, Rikki Salerno gets to share a seasonal beer with Sam Kerrigan. Even though the story is set in the spring, as I wrote that scene, I was thinking of an October fest kind of brew.

Smell: I adore that first hint of burning leaves and wood smoke. The smell of an apple orchard or farmer’s market this time of year evokes fond memories as a child. We’d rake all the leaves in our huge back yard and jump in them for a while. As soon as we’d exhausted ourselves, we’d head inside for warm apple cider. When Dad got home, we’d rake the pile to the curb and he’d set them on fire (back in the days when that was still acceptable). People don’t burn leaves in the city any more, but I get an occasional whiff of one of the neighbors’ fire pit and it takes me back younger days. I wrote a scene at a campground in Exposed, complete with a campfire, hot coffee and chocolate brownies.

Touch: I drag out my fall sweaters at the first hint of cool in the air. When the temperature drops and I’m feeling chilly, nothing beats pulling on a sweater or fleece, or wrapping up in a fluffy blanket. On cool afternoons I like to fix a cup of tea and slip out to my back yard. Sunshine warming my skin, wrapped in a fleece and sipping on, you guessed it, a cup of pumpkin spice tea. That’s my idea of heaven. Rikki’s idea of heaven in Exposed To Passion is the way her feet feel when they slap the pavement on a head-clearing run. That, and the bristly feel of Sam Kerrigan’s stubble when she runs her hand over his jaw.

So now I have a question for you. What is the one sense you couldn’t live without?

Five Senses

Exposed to Passion

Five Senses Series # 3

By: Gemma Brocato

Releasing October 20th, 2014

Lyrical / Kensington

 

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Blurb

They walked through the shadows individually. Will they emerge into the light together?

Leading a vagabond life as a curator for a traveling photography exhibit translates to a lot of bad days for Rikki Salerno. But her trouble doubles when a careless high school student shoves her into a marsh. Being rescued by teacher Sam Kerrigan should have made things better, but Rikki’s inability to confess her true identity casts a shadow over their budding affair.

When Sam refuses an overly aggressive parent’s marriage proposal, she’s determined to ruin him. Not only does she doctor photos to make it look like Sam’s behaved inappropriately in front of students, she hacks the foundation website to reveal Rikki’s true identity. Faster than the blink of a shutter, Rikki’s focus changes from pursuing her full-color future to the black and white necessity of clearing Sam’s name.

 

 

 

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Author Info

Gemma’s favorite desk accessories for many years were a circular wooden token, better known as a ’round tuit,’ and a slip of paper from a fortune cookie proclaiming her a lover of words; some day she’d write a book. All it took was a transfer to the United Kingdom, the lovely English springtime, and a huge dose of homesickness to write her first novel. Once it was completed and sent off with a kiss, even the rejections addressed to ‘Dear Author’ were gratifying. After returning to America, she spent a number of years as a copywriter, dedicating her skills to making insurance and the agents who sell them sound sexy.

Eventually, her full-time job as a writer interfered with her desire to be a writer full-time and she left the world of financial products behind to pursue an avocation as a romance author. Her gamble paid off when she was a 2012 Finalist in the prestigious Golden Pen contest for Romantic Suspense and she received contracts for her first and second book.

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Author Links

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Posted by on October 21, 2014 in Blitz/Bonanza Spotlights

 

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BOOK BLITZ ~ Made For You by Lauren Layne ~ Giveaway

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Made for You

The Best Mistake # 2

By: Lauren Layne

Releasing October 28th, 2014

Grand Central Publishing

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Blurb

When the Wrong Guy is Oh-So-Right

Will Thatcher is exactly the type of sexy playboy good girls like Brynn have always avoided. And yet there was still something about him she just couldn’t resist. When Will moved across the country three years ago, Brynn vowed it was time to put him behind her. She never thought Will might have other plans . . .

Back in town, Will intends to get what he’s always wanted-gorgeous, unforgettable Brynn. For years, he tormented the untouchable ice princess in a desperate bid for her attention. Now he has a new plan, and he’ll do anything to rewrite their stormy past.

This time, he’s out to show Brynn that the imperfect man might be the best mistake of her life . . .

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Excerpt

Will knew exactly the moment she’d seen him. He felt it like a shock to the balls, and he wanted a shot of whisky. Now.

It had taken a full fifty-seven minutes since he’d walked into the door until her ice blue eyes had locked on him, and that was including the ridiculous amount of time she’d spent in the bathroom.

She made him wait another twenty minutes before seeking him out.

But what was an extra seventy-seven minutes when you’d already waited a lifetime?

Will watched her approach, her expression schooled into an expression of polite indifference. She stopped a several inches in front of him, and only the slight narrowing of gray-blue eyes giving any indication that she wanted him dead. Which of course, she did.

“William.”

“Brynn,” he said, matching her prim tone.

He felt a little jolt of disappointment at her vapid smile. It was the same courteous, reveal-nothing expression she’d given everyone else in the room. He’d been kind of hoping for that special brand of bitchy that she’d always reserved just for him.

“You’re looking a little wider around the hips,” he said with an insulting glance up and down. She hadn’t, but the thought that she’d gained an ounce would keep her up at night.

Her smile slipped for a second, and for a moment he realized if he’d struck a nerve. Normally he wouldn’t dare touch the subject of a women’s weight. He wasn’t a total ass.

But Brynn had had the same perfectly slim figure as long as he’d known her — she wouldn’t tolerate anything else. Her physical appearance was flawless.

Her personality, however…

“And you’re looking…manwhorish,” she said with the usual venom.

Ah. There the old Brynn. He nearly smiled. “So. Nice party,” he said blandly.

“Yes, it was sweet of Sophie to put it together.”

“Mm hmm,” he said, taking a sip of his red wine. “And exactly how intense was the urge to strangle her when you learned that she’d planned a surprise party instead of the usual boring birthday dinner with your family?”

This time the smile faded all together. “Don’t. Don’t do that thing.”

“What thing?”

“That thing where you make it a point of thinking you know me better than anyone else.”

Don’t I? He stifled the thought. For now.

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Buy Links

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Books A Million: http://www.booksamillion.com/p/Made/Lauren-Layne/9781455546091?id=6065749230905

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Author Info

Lauren Layne used to work in e-commerce. She wore cute shoes and big-girl clothes like an adult.

Then she was like, nope, changed into her pajamas and started writing romance novels.

She believes in sarcasm, weekday happy hours, and happily ever after.

Lauren

Author Links

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Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6969772.Lauren_Layne

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Posted by on October 20, 2014 in Blitz/Bonanza Spotlights

 

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BOOK BLAST ~ Pulled Within by Marni Mann ~ Giveaway

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Blurb

Storms can’t last forever…can they?

For five long years, Rae Ryan has lived in a storm over which she has no control. Little by little, everything has been taken away from her—her job, her relationship, her best friend and her home. Plagued by nightmares and a terrible family secret, she carries her scars as much on the inside as she does on the outside.

Hart Booker, another disappointment from her past, returns to Bar Harbor and shelters her from the rain. He reminds Rae that forgiveness is possible, happiness can be found on the other side of darkness, and beauty rests beneath her scars. But a sinister figure lingering in the background seems determined to pull Rae back into a past she’s been trying to outrun. Can she survive the storm and become part of the light she so desperately desires? Or is she destined to remain Pulled Within?

Recommended for mature audiences due to explicit language, sexual abuse, disturbing situations, and drug use.

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Excerpt

“Do you know what the rain is?” he asked.

I was curled in a ball in the corner of the couch. A candle flickered on the table. It was the only light in the house; we’d lost power from the storm. He’d even let me take the candle into the potty with me, but he told me not to flush. I kinda liked that. The noise the toilet made could be so loud and scary at night.

I pulled the blanket even tighter around me. “No…what is it?”

“It’s the tears from all the people who cried today. The sky pulls them out of all the tissues and sleeves and holds them up there until it’s full. Then, it comes raining down on us.”

A chill ran over me, covering my skin in tiny bumps as I remembered how mean the rain had gotten. It felt like our house had been shaking. “Why did the storm sound so angry?”

“The sky doesn’t just take tears; it also takes the sounds that people make. That yelling you did while you cried this afternoon came right back at us, didn’t it?”

I couldn’t control my temper sometimes. I wanted to. I tried really hard to. I just didn’t want Mommy to go to work because Darren got so sad whenever she left. And what made him sad, made me sad.

“So if I cry softly, it won’t thunder as much?”

“Come on over here, Rae.”

I glanced toward the rocking chair where he was sitting. The candle lit up his face and his open arms. With the blanket still around me, I tiptoed over to him. He pulled me onto his lap, tucking my legs into the side of the chair and wrapping his arms around me. We swayed back and forth.

“You’re a good girl. You have no reason to be shedding those tears, and especially no reason to be yelling like that.”

Back and forth.

Mommy said I was a strong girl, a smart girl. He always said I had the prettiest smile of all the girls he’d ever seen. Strong, pretty girls didn’t need to cry. Darren didn’t need to cry, either. I wanted to tell him that, but he was in his room. He was always in there. He said he didn’t like hanging out anywhere else in the house. He was so silly.

I stretched my hands out of the blanket and placed them on top of his. His knuckles were so rough and hard. Chapped like my lips after I cried. They held me tight, but it didn’t hurt.

“Rest your head on my chest and let’s see if we can get you to sleep. It’s past your bedtime, my good girl.”

I pressed my cheek against his shirt. It was soft. Much softer than his knuckles, and the hairs around his neck tickled my nose.

Back and forth.

“I want you to think of good things. Pretty things. No more rain tonight, only rainbows.”

His fingers moved out from under mine and he ran them through the loose strands of my hair. My eyes closed. My breathing slowed. His thumb dipped onto my neck, but the rest of his hand stayed in my hair.

Back and forth.

“You’re such a good girl, Rae.”

Back and forth.

Link to Follow Tour: http://www.tastybooktours.com/2014/08/pulled-within-bar-harbor-2-by-marni-mann.html
Goodreads Link: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/20876834-pulled-within?from_search=true

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Buy Links

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Pulled-Within-Bar-Harbor-Book-ebook/dp/B00JG8TRGA/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1407277869&sr=8-1&keywords=pulled+within
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iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/pulled-within/id918380039?mt=11

Author Info

Best-selling author Marni Mann, knew she was going to be a writer since middle school. While other girls her age were daydreaming about teenage pop stars, Mann was fantasizing about penning her first novel. She crafts sexy, titillating stories that weave together her love darkness, mystery, passion, and human emotion.
A New Englander at heart, she now lives in Sarasota, Florida with her husband and their two dogs who subsequently have been characters in her books. When she’s not nose deep in her laptop working on her next novel, she’s scouring for chocolate, sipping wine, traveling to new locations, and devouring fabulous books.

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Author Links

Website: http://www.marnismann.com/
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/MarniMannAuthor
Twitter: http://twitter.com/MarniMann
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5400988.Marni_Mann

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Posted by on October 13, 2014 in Blitz/Bonanza Spotlights

 

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What to Read Wednesday with Cecy Robson ~ Giveaway

Thank you for coming back for another What to Read Wednesday :) Please help me welcome author Cecy Robson. Cecy has a new release she’s sharing with us titled Once Perfect. This sounds like a emotion packed read….just check out the blurb to see what you think.

But, before we check out Cecy’s book, enjoy her guest post about some fun facts she survived on her road to publication :)

And finally, she has a wonderful giveaway that you can enter at the end of the post :)

Take it away Cecy…

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I Met my Agent in the Bathroom and other Facts About My Path to Publication

I’d like to say I’m joking, but I’m dead serious. I met my agent and now BFF, Nicole Resciniti, in the bathroom at a writer’s conference. No, it wasn’t on purpose, and no, I wasn’t creepy about it. Here’s what happened from the beginning with some facts thrown in along the way. On May 1, 2009, I decided to write a novel. I didn’t take a class, I didn’t sit through “How To” instruction videos on YouTube. I honestly wanted to write a novel simply to see if I could. I’m a registered nurse by trade. To this day, I consider the comma as my evil nemesis. That said, I gave it a shot.

My first book was the Weird Girls, an urban fantasy romance about four unique sisters who obtained their powers as a result of a backfired curse. I’d read close to forty UF and paranormal romance novels in the months prior so I thought I knew what I was doing. Um, yeah. Not quite.

My first draft . . . and possibly the next seventeen revisions that followed didn’t have a plot. Plots are important. Seriously, every fiction book should have one. But one of the things I discovered was that plots aside, I could tell a story. So I kept rewriting, especially when those poor suckers―I mean, my kind and patient friends― who I begged to beta read for me continued to tell me that I had “something.”

Eventually, I did take an online course on query preparation and worked on pitching my series. I also attended a writer’s conference for the sake of connecting with other writers and for the opportunity to interact with agents and editors. During this time period (approximately August 2009 until about April 2011), I aggressively began to query literary agents who represented my genre.

Twenty, no, I’m mean fifty―okay, okay, perhaps seventy-five rejection letters later, in addition to quite a few more novel rewrites, I thought I was ready to pitch my series again. My husband thought I was ready, too, and sent me to a New York writer’s conference to give the traditional publishing venue yet another chance.

I was horribly sick and needed to use the bathroom even before the conference started. While I was blowing my nose to the tune of “I’m a baby elephant and I’m trying to call my mother” the woman in the stall next to me asked, “Allergies?”

I was in no mood to be social, but she was being sweet so I answered, “No, I just have a bad cold.”

She stepped out to wash her hands at the same time as I did. She smiled, I smiled back and asked her what she wrote.

“Actually, I’m an agent,” she answered.

And yeah, that was Nicole, and yes, the rest is history. Nicole sold the first three books of my Weird Girls series to Penguin following our little meet and greet in the bathroom. About a year following the publication of the first novel, SEALED WITH CURSE, Nicole sold two series to Random House: the continuation of my Weird Girls urban fantasy series, and my brandy new Shattered Past contemporary romance series.

ONCE PERFECT is the first novel in my Shattered Past series and is scheduled for an October 7, 2014 release date. ONCE LOVED, ONCE PURE, and four additional books will follow with each book releasing between three and six months apart. As thrilled as I am, sometimes I still find myself recovering from the shock and the speed in which everything happened. But that doesn’t mean I’m not forever grateful to Nicole, my husband, and all my friends who supported me on my path to publication.

Lastly, if you take anything from this rant, let it be this: keep going and keep trying―no matter what your goals are and how many rejections you receive along the way. Crazy things can happen, like meeting your future agent in the bathroom.

 

For more information about me, and my upcoming releases and series, please visit my website or follow me on Facebook and / or Twitter.

 

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Blurb

His life was never easy. Hers wasn’t supposed to be this hard. They come from different worlds, but fate lures them together in a way neither expected in Cecy Robson’s raw, steamy series debut—perfect for fans of Monica Murphy and J. Lynn.

Evelyn Preston’s future once looked perfect—until her wealthy father was caught in an embezzlement scandal and took his own life. Alone and struggling to pay her college tuition and bills, Evelyn finds a job as a waitress at the ultra-hip nightclub Excess, where she used to have more in common with the privileged private-school clientele than her fellow staff members. But something attracts her to the sexy six-foot-four bouncer and underground MMA fighter Mateo Tres Santos. Although they’ve led different lives, their troubled pasts bonds them in both survival and love.

Mateo is ex-army who wound up in prison for assaulting the man who harmed his sister. Now he’s feeling the same protective impulse for this petite blond waitress. When Evelyn experiences a panic attack at the club, Mateo comes to her rescue. And when Mateo is wounded shielding her from a brawl, Evelyn returns the favor and comes to his aid.

As their attraction intensifies, Mateo is determined to find out what nightmares are lurking in Evelyn’s past—even if that means tackling his own to save her.

EXCERPT

“Malibu Barbie. We need more cocktail napkins!”

I stopped wiping the bar booth, torn between throwing my bucket at Sam or at the cluster of bouncers chuckling at his Barbie dig. I still had two more booths to clean before the doors to the Main Line’s infamous Club Excess opened and the real work began. A crowd of spoiled brats―offspring of Philly’s wealthiest families―with too much money and too much attitude already crowded the doors. I should know. I used to be one of them. Except they still had the money.

I had a screaming boss.

“Malibu!”

“Jesus, Sam, I’m going.” I tossed my towel on the table and stomped across the dance floor in my black, thigh-high boots. If it weren’t for the crazy tips the drunk idiots dropped like bowling balls, no way would I work at a place where I had to accessorize tiny black shorts and a skimpy tank with these hooker boots. The white dress shirt tied at my belly was Sam’s way of compromising when me and a few of the other waitresses complained about our new “uniforms.” The more desperate among us tied it closer to their cleavage. I didn’t. Even if it meant less money, I wanted to hang on to what little pride I had left.

My steps slowed as I neared the group of bouncers huddled around Mateo. He was young, younger than at least half of them, and still they looked up to him. ’’Considering Mateo was an ex-con who fought in fight clubs, you’d think the staff would avoid him’’. I sure did. Hell, I’d barely spoken to him in the six months I’d worked at Excess, using any excuse to keep my distance. That said, there was something about him that made people take notice. His burly arms crossed his chest. Power was inked on one forearm in bold Gothic lettering, Wrath on the other, and black flames crawled up both, disappearing beneath the sleeves of his tight black T-shirt.

My puny shoulders tensed as I drew closer. Mateo had served time for beating some poor guy so brutally the guy had spent two weeks in the hospital recovering from the bashes to his face and body. I watched Mateo, a lot. Every now and then, I’d catch him glancing my way, too. He’d offer me a brief nod or a small smile, but I never offered anything in return. His size, the depth of his voice, and his aptitude for violence scared me, despite his captivating looks. He moved like a panther staking out his turf, ready for anything, his steely hazel eyes taking everything in.

He spoke low and rough as the last of his crew arrived. “Listen up. Keep the drugs and the dealers out. They come in with that shit, you see anyone selling―send their asses out the door. Sam doesn’t want another OD in his place. If those rich pricks want to die, they can do it somewhere else.”

The others answered Mateo with stiff nods, except for Dale, who whistled as I walked by. “Nice ass, Evelyn . . .”

His voice trailed off. I turned to shoot him a dirty look over my shoulder only to catch the death glare Mateo was firing his way. “Leave Evie the fuck alone and pay attention, Dale,” Mateo told him. Dale immediately dropped his gaze, allowing Mateo to return his attention to the rest of the group. “With the first week of classes over, these fools are looking to party hard, and the dealers are ready to assist. ““Don’t go it alone. Call for backup if you need it, when you need it. I’ll take point near the bar. Ant’s my second. He’ll take point left of the floor. If I’m mixed up in some other shit, you call him. Got me?”

The bouncers collectively muttered in agreement. Even Dale.

My heart was thumping against my sternum and I lost my footing. I reached for my ponytail and tightened it fast, trying to pretend that was the reason I’d tripped and not, absolutely not, because ’Mateo had stuck up for me and shut Dale up on my behalf. Or because he’d called me “Evie.” Again. No one else had ever called me that.

Link to Follow Tour: http://www.tastybooktours.com/2014/07/once-perfect-shattered-past-1-by-cecy.html

Goodreads Link: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/20699759-once-perfect?from_search=true

 

Buy Links

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Once-Perfect-Shattered-Past-Robson-ebook/dp/B00JNQMLE0/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1409516722&sr=1-1&keywords=once+perfect

B&N: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/once-perfect-cecy-robson/1120019665?ean=9780553391169

iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/once-perfect/id862226886?mt=11

Kobo: http://store.kobobooks.com/en-US/ebook/once-perfect

 

Author Info

Cecy Robson is the New Adult author of Once Perfect, Once Loved, and Once Pure and the award-winning author of the Weird Girls urban fantasy romance series. A self-proclaimed professional napper, Cecy counts among her talents a jaw-dropping knowledge of useless trivia, the ability to make her hair big, and a knack for breaking into song despite her family’s vehement protests. A full-time writer, registered nurse, wife, and mother living in the Great Northwest, Cecy enjoys spending time with her family and silencing the yappy characters in her head by telling their stories.

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Author Links

Website: http://www.cecyrobson.com/

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/Cecy.Robson.Author

Twitter: https://twitter.com/cecyrobson

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6177334.Cecy_Robson

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SPECIAL GUEST ~ Jennifer Faye author of A Princess by Christmas ~ Giveaway

So glad you could drop by the blog today! We have a special guest visiting. Please help me welcome author Jennifer Faye. She’s spilling some interesting answers to some questions and then sharing her latest release A PRINCESS BY CHRISTMAS! I love the cover, and the blurb.

And don’t forget to check out her generous giveaway. You can enter at the end of the post!

Take it away Jennifer…

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Learning About Jennifer Faye in 10 Questions

1) Have you always been a writer? 

I started writing as a little kid. I can remember asking Santa Claus for a typewriter. And he brought it. It had a grey case and white keys. And don’t remind me how old that makes me that they still had typewriters back then. LOL. Then in elementary school I would write short stories to pass around the lunch table. So off and on throughout my life, I was writing this or that. It wasn’t until I was a teenager and read my first Harlequin that I knew what I wanted to do when I grew up. Hmm…does this mean I’m grown up now? ;-)
2) Do you have a particular writing process? 

Definitely. And I’ve learned the hard way not to divert from it without dire consequences. LOL.

Here’s an overview:

  1. write the complete synopsis
  1. wait for editor feedback
  1. implement editor’s comments
  1. set up an Excel spreadsheet to keep track of my progress and to ensure I’ll meet my deadline
  1. start writing/researching details
  1. keep writing…ignore the doubt crows that always circle and tell me that it is rubbish. By the time I type “The End” and reread it, it doesn’t sound as awful as I’m imagining. ;-)


3) How could you compare your writing process to gardening?

I plant the seed of an idea when I write my synopsis. I let it sit and grow for a bit. Then I prune it a bit and add a bit of water and sunshine and watch it grow into a full idea. Of course by then it needs some weeding to keep it clean and neat. ;-)

4) What must you have in order to be able to write?

My kitty. She’s my buddy and adds her own stuff to the manuscript at times. Although between you and me, I have yet to figure out what she types. It must be in furbaby language. ;-)


5) Can you tell us three things about yourself that we probably don’t already know? 

1. I love pizza!!! And when you’re dieting that isn’t such a good thing…even when you make it lite. ;-)

  1. My guilty pleasure is watching Y&R (Young & the Restless) while working out on my elliptical.
  2. I love to bake, but I don’t do it often. See notes in #1 & #2.

 

6) Congratulations on your release of A PRINCESS BY CHRISTMAS. Where did the idea come from?

 

I knew I wanted to write a book about a prince. That’s all I knew when I started plotting this book. From there I kept asking myself “Why?”. If I ask that question enough times, I’ll usually end up with the characters and the premise of the story.

A royal kiss under the mistletoe… 

Prince Alexandro Castanovo arrives in snowy New York intent on protecting his royal family from scandal. And when Reese Harding—down-to-earth and heart-stoppingly beautiful—finds room for him at her inn, it seems like the perfect twist of fate. 

Not long ago Reese’s world came crumbling down, shaking her foundations. But this enigmatic stranger intrigues her! She’s learned to be wary of secrets…but when she discovers Alex’s true identity, might there be enough magic in the air to make this regular American girl a princess by Christmas…?

7) Do you have a favorite excerpt that you’d like to tease us with?

Prince Alex has just arrived in snowy New York after losing the paparazzi. He is quite taken with Reese, the owner of The Willows Inn, but he’s resisting the temptation of getting to know her better as he has a mission to accomplish. But there’s a hitch—he has nowhere to stay as there’s no room at the inn. Oops! Guess Reese has to get this straightened out pronto…

Reese clamped her hands together. “If you’d like, I have the phone numbers of other facilities around the city that might be able to accommodate your party—”

“That won’t be necessary,” Alex said firmly. “I am staying here as arranged.”

“But—”

“There are no more buts. I am staying.” He pressed the check back into her hand. “And don’t tell me again that there is no room. Your mother informed me otherwise.”

 “She did what?”

He sent her a knowing smile. “She told me there’s a bedroom available. It’s in some private apartment until one of the guest rooms opens up.”

What in the world had gotten into her mother? Sure, she used to be impulsive back before the disaster with Reese’s father, but since then she’d been so reserved, so quiet. Now she was getting active in the inn, which was great, but why in the world was she handing out her daughter’s bedroom to this total stranger?

Reese shook her head, trying to dispel the image of this tall, dark, smooth-talking stranger in her bed…

8) What can we expect from you next? Is there something you are working on right now? 

A very exciting project!!! And I really want to share more details…but I can’t yet. I will soon! It’s something a bit different than my Harlequins. If you want to be one of the first to know the details, sign up for my newsletter (you can find the sign-up button on the top right of my home page) My subscribers are the first to know important stuff and they also have access to special giveaways. :-)

And come March/April 2015, my first duet will be released—THE DeFIORE BROTHERS.

Book #1 – THE PLAYBOY OF ROME (March 2015)

Book #2 – BEST MAN FOR THE BRIDESMAID (April 2015)
9) Plotter or pantser? 

I started off being a pantser. But I ended up having to do way too many rounds of revisions. I knew there had to be something better…something more efficient. I just had too many stories to tell and not enough time. Through observation and trial and error, I became a plotter/pantser hybrid. And I love it. :-)

10) Digital books or print books? 

Both!!! I thought I’d be the very last person to start using a Kindle…but I got one for Christmas and I must admit that I love the immediacy of getting a book to read within seconds. But I still love my print books. I’m definitely a hybrid reader!

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Blurb

A royal kiss under the mistletoe…

Prince Alexandro Castanovo arrives in snowy New York intent on protecting his royal family from scandal. And when Reese Harding—down-to-earth and heart-stoppingly beautiful—finds room for him at her inn, it seems like the perfect twist of fate.
Not long ago Reese’s world came crumbling down, shaking her foundations. But this enigmatic stranger intrigues her! She’s learned to be wary of secrets…but when she discovers Alex’s true identity, might there be enough magic in the air to make this regular American girl a princess by Christmas…?

 

Teaser #1 

 Link to Follow Tour: http://www.tastybooktours.com/2014/08/a-princess-by-christmas-by-jennifer-faye.html

Goodreads Link: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/21942751-a-princess-by-christmas?from_search=true

 

Buy Links

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 Teaser #2

Book Trailer: 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wSfBBmY3SJA

 

Author Info

Award-winning author, Jennifer Faye pens fun, heartwarming romances. Jennifer has won the RT Book Reviews Reviewers’ Choice Award, named a TOP PICK author, and been nominated for numerous awards. Now living her dream, she resides with her patient husband, amazing daughter (the other remarkable daughter is off chasing her own dreams) and two spoiled cats. She’d love to hear from you via JenniferFaye.com

 Jennifer Faye

Author Links

Website: http://jenniferfaye.com/
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/JenniferFayeAuthor
Twitter: https://twitter.com/JenniferFaye34
Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6902849.Jennifer_Faye

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Posted by on October 7, 2014 in Blitz/Bonanza Spotlights

 

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