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What to Read Wednesday with Kristen McLean author of To Win A Scoundrel’s Heart ~ #giveaway

Welcome to What to Read Wednesday:) Please help me welcome Kristen McLean to the blog. Kristen is here to share a little tidbit about how she came up with the setting for her release To Win A Scoundrel’s Heart. I think you’ll enjoy the behind the scenes information as much as i did.

Afterward, don’t forget to drool over her awesome cover, check out her blurb and excerpt, and definitely enter her giveaway!

Take it away, Kristen …

How I came up with the setting for To Win a Scoundrel’s Heart was quite simple. It all started in Paris. Paris is such a lovely city. Enchanting, really. What it isn’t, is a place one skips when touring Europe. Thankfully I was successful in convincing my husband of this fact before we made all the travel arrangements for our humble version of a Grand Tour.

Two or three days after arriving, my husband and I made our way up the Eiffel Tower along with every other couple in Paris. It was crowded and cold. And it was raining. Of course, it was raining. A giant rain cloud had rolled in sometime between us shuffling into the elevator and arriving at the top. It was just our luck. Thankfully it wasn’t nearly as cold as London had been, but by the time the rain had passed we were icicles. Still, the view of the city was marvelous after a good rain. While I stood there looking out over a city that has been here for nearly 2000 years, I was overcome with the history, beauty, and energy of the city. I knew then and there Nick’s story had to take place in Paris. He’s romantic, debonair, slightly wicked, and he belonged here. He was also going to be drenched with rain.

I might have come up with the entire story on the spot, but my own scoundrel was pulling me into his arms and kissing me senseless. The book would just have to wait until after we left Paris. You understand.

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TO WIN A SCOUNDREL’S HEART
The Lords of Whitehall #2
Kristen McLean
Releasing July 19th, 2016
Young Ink Press

 

When her
husband’s death is ruled a suicide, Lady Dumonte suspects foul play. However,
finding the truth seems impossible after every investigator in Paris turns up
empty-handed. Now she is forced to seek help from Lord Pembridge, a feckless
libertine.
 
Although the pain of loss is a
constant reminder of why she must hide her heart, this carefree scoundrel
threatens to break past her defenses. He could uncover the truth regarding her
husband’s death, but is learning the truth worth risking her heart?
Lord Pembridge has wealth, angelic
good looks, and a sunny disposition. None would guess the dark secret
blackening his past or the grudge controlling his future. It was the reason he
could never have a family of his own, a fate he had accepted until he was
forced to play detective for the one woman who could tempt him.

EXCERPT

“You, m’dear girl,” he murmured, “are old enough to know better than to tempt a scoundrel.”

“I know what I am doing,” she spouted back indignantly. “I am not a child.”

“No,” he agreed easily. “You are certainly not a child.”

“Then I would expect you not to treat me like one.” Her eyes flashed, giving him a teasing glimpse of passion.

Lady Dumonte possessed passion?

Another surprise.

“Of course not.” He frowned in mock seriousness. “How should I treat you? As a lady or a mistress?”

“As a woman,” she ground out. “I am a woman!” Her lips pursed together as she glared up at him.

He smiled broadly; he couldn’t help himself.

“Ah, yes,” he agreed, looking her over as though he had only just noticed. “I believe you are.”

She took in a deep breath, pushing her breasts against the tight fabric of her bodice.

His cock jumped to attention.

“I was wrong about not liking you. I hate you!”

“And yet,” he mused with a knit brow, “you throw yourself at me like all the others. You are either in denial of your overwhelming attraction to me or a glutton for punishment. For my own complacency, I choose the former.”

Céleste shook her head slowly, her eyes narrowed and seething with anger.

“Regardless,” he continued frankly at his own peril, “you had better run along, or you may find your offer accepted, and we both know you never expected that. Your bluff has been called, Lady Dumonte. Go on home like a good girl.”

“I never bluff.”

“Never say never, m’dear,” he murmured with a purposefully wicked smile.

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Kristen has always had a love of novels, with a special place in
her heart for historical romance. After reading enough of them to fill a rather
impressive library, she decided to write her own. Now she has the pleasure of
writing at home, tucked away in a forest with her husband, two children and her
cat. Her husband is loving, and impressively patient, her two beautiful
children strive to embarrass and exhaust her, and her cat hates everyone, but
tolerates—well, she tolerates whoever will feed her.

 

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RELEASE BLAST ~ For Her Protection by Amber Bardan ~ #giveaway

You
shouldn’t mix business with pleasure.

 

FOR HER PROTECTION
An Alpha Romance
Amber Bardan
Released July 15th, 2016

 

You shouldn’t mix business with pleasure.

Yet
pleasure seems to be the one and only thing on Charlize’s mind the moment
Connor steamrolls into her life. Desperate to save her family company, prove
she’s more than a pretty face and worthy of being CEO, pleasure is a
distraction she can’t afford.
She
doesn’t want a bodyguard, especially not one whose caveman heroics kick her
libido into hyperdrive. Surrounded by enemies, she’s not sure if Connor is a
man she can trust.

Connor
knows better than to get personal with clients. Yet there couldn’t be anything
more personal about his feelings for Charlize. He’ll win her trust, preferably
one orgasm at a time.

With
Connor in her office, her home, driving her to sweet, merciless distraction,
there’s only so long Charlize can resist his sexy, dominant brand of protection.

WARNING: This is an Amber
Bardan Alpha Romance, featuring one dirty-talking hero obsessed with his
heroine, and a Happily Ever After. No cliffhangers.

EXCERPT

She came right at him.

Connor leaned back in his seat. Shit. You’d think five-years in the job, he’d have more discretion.

But what red-blooded man wouldn’t stare at her?

She weaved between tables, hips swaying, full-fucking-irresistible cleavage peeking out from her blouse.

He kept his eyes on his glass, even if his peripheral was having a feast.

“Hi.” Her voice was as lush as the rest of her.

He’d fucked up. She’d noticed him watching and now there’d be a confrontation. If he was compromised, then he’d be forced to take matters to the next level.

He looked up.

Mother-fucker.

Jet-black hair flowed over her shoulders. He’d seen her tug that hair from its ponytail and fluff it. Cheeky, attention-seeking minx. It hadn’t been so bad from over there. He hadn’t been able to smell her as he did now. He hadn’t known she used vanilla scented shampoo then. His fists curled. But her hair wasn’t the problem, even if he kept imagining it curled around his fist. The problem was her wide, almond-shaped eyes the color of butter warming in a pan, melting his brain.

“What?”

She flinched, smile slipping, then reached to her front. He tried to stay still, damned hard work, because she reached between those magnificent tits and pulled out a bill. “I’ll give you ten dollars if you kiss me right now?”

He glanced at the money in her hand. Un-freaking-believable. “Do I look like a gigolo to you, woman?”

“No, I imagine the scowl would be terrible for business.” She laughed, the husky sound of it had his muscles clenching. “But I saw you looking at me, and I really need you to kiss me, so if the money’s offensive, would you just do it for free?”

Kiss her for free?

It’d cost if he kissed her—no way out of that, but he’d be the one paying.

She held his gaze, then sighed and squeezed the bill back into her top. “Never mind, I must have misunderstood.”

Her big eyes went soft and sad.

Fuck, did she do that on purpose? Did anyone ever actually say no to her?

He scooted back his chair. Well, if was a kiss she wanted, he’d damned well show her how it’s done.

Her lips parted as he rose, and her head tipped back. She gulped. He was used to that. Little women like her realizing they’d bitten off more than they could chew. She probably hadn’t noticed when he’d been seated that he’d have over a foot on her.

Maybe he’d have gone slow, moved in gently, if she hadn’t demanded that last part—right now.

The cheek.

He took a step. She swallowed again. This time he let himself take in the sight of her curves—he let his gaze trail all over her.

He reached for her shoulder, but the next thing he knew he’d buried his hand in that hair he’d been fantasizing about since he clamped eyes on her.

 
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After
spending years imagining fictional adventures, Amber Bardan finally
found a way to turn daydreaming into a productive habit. She now spends her
time in a coffee-fueled adrenaline haze, writing romance with a thriller edge.
She lives
with her husband and children in semi-rural Australia, where if she peers
outside at the right moment she might just see a kangaroo bounce by.
 
Amber is
an award winning writer, Amazon Bestselling Author, and member of Romance
Writers of Australia, Melbourne Romance Writers Guild, and Writers Victoria.

 

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BOOK BLITZ ~ To Have and to Hold by Lauren Layne ~ #giveaway

Sex and the City meets The Wedding Planner in The Wedding Belles!

 

TO HAVE AND TO HOLD
The Wedding Belles #1
Lauren Layne
Releasing July 26th, 2016
Pocket Books

 

Sex and
the City 
meets The
Wedding Planner 
in The Wedding Belles, her sizzling brand new
contemporary romance series about three ambitious wedding planners who can make
any bride’s dream come true…but their own.
 
Discovering her fiancé is an
international conman just moments before they exchange vows devastates
celebrity wedding planner Brooke Burke’s business—and breaks her heart. Now a
pariah in Los Angeles, she seeks a fresh start in New York City and thinks
she’s found it with her first bridal client, a sweet, if slightly spoiled,
hotel heiress. Then she meets the uptight businessman who’s holding the purse
springs.
Seth Tyler wishes he could write a
blank check and be done with his sister’s fancy-pants wedding. Unfortunately,
micromanaging the event is his only chance at proving Maya’s fiancé is a liar.
Standing directly in his way is the stunning blonde wedding planner whose
practiced smiles and sassy comebacks both irritate and arouse him. He needs
Brooke’s help. But can he persuade a wedding planner on a comeback mission to unplan
a wedding? And more importantly, how will he convince her that the wedding she
should be planning…is theirs?

EXCERPT

“Hold on. Back up. Back all the way up. What do you mean you’re getting married?”

It was eleven p.m. on a Wednesday, and Seth Tyler was exactly where he always was these days: behind his expansive mahogany desk at the Tyler Hotel Group, suit jacket slung over the back of his ergonomic chair, tie begging to be undone, impeccably pressed white shirt cuffed at the wrists.

He raked a hand through his thick light brown hair in frustration and fixed his younger sister with his best no-nonsense glare, an approximation—like everything else he seemed to do lately—of his deceased father.

When Seth’s father dropped dead of a heart attack eight months ago, Seth had thought the hardest part about his father’s passing—other than the mourning, of course—would be taking over the family company.

Sure, Seth had been groomed for the role. He’d wanted the president and CEO title. He’d always wanted it.

Eventually.

But not yet, for God’s sake.

Seth had no problem admitting that he was a perfectionist, and he’d been bound and determined to take over the family company his way. The right way.

And the right way, as Seth had determined it, was spending at least a year shadowing each of the senior-level Tyler Hotel Group executives. Seth had wanted to learn every possible detail, every in and out of the business, before even thinking about taking over the reins of the Fortune 500 company.

But his father’s heart had had other plans. Mainly, up and quitting during a routine round of golf. And so, quietly, per his father’s wishes, Seth had become CEO two years ahead of schedule.

Not a day passed that Seth didn’t wish his father was still with him, but in truth, taking his place at the head of the boardroom table had been easier than Seth had anticipated. The investors hadn’t freaked out. The executive team hadn’t left in mass exodus. Even Hank’s longtime assistant, Etta, had stuck around, seemingly content to call Seth boss even as she busted his balls about not eating enough vegetables, getting enough sleep, or getting his hair cut.

But if taking over the family company was easier than Seth had expected, there was one ramification of Hank Tyler’s death that Seth hadn’t been in the least prepared for:

A wedding.

Maya Tyler inhaled a long, patient breath, as though preparing to deal with a difficult child. “Well see, marriage, Seth, is when two people fall in love and decide to spend the rest of their lives—”

“Yes, I’m aware of how marriage works,” Seth interrupted. Although, not as aware as well as he’d like, as it turned out. He wouldn’t be getting any firsthand knowledge of how marriage worked any time soon.

Maya bit her lip. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to remind you of Nadia.”

Seth glanced down at his desk to avoid his sister’s too-perceptive gaze. She wasn’t wrong. He’d gotten to the point where he could go most days without thinking of his ex, but he hadn’t yet figured out how to think about marriage without hearing the incredulous laugh she’d let out when he’d gone on one knee and showed her the ring he’d spent months picking out.

“Can we not?” he said curtly.

“Don’t get pissed. It’s a wedding. You’re supposed to be happy.”

“I’m not pissed; I’m just surprised.”

That was an understatement. Seth had not seen this coming, and for a man who exercised precision in all things, he couldn’t say he was enjoying the shock value of Maya’s announcement. Especially not on the heels of his father’s death. A death that everyone but Seth had seen coming, because Seth had been the lone outsider on the knowledge that was his father’s longtime heart condition.

Apparently, Hank had considered his only son a control freak—had known that Seth would have stopped at nothing to try to halt death in its tracks.

His father had been, well, right. It was hard to admit, but if Seth had known about his father’s condition, he’d have devoted every waking hour to researching experimental treatment and the best doctors.

Hank Tyler hadn’t wanted that for his final months. Not for himself or for Seth.

Still, Seth resented not having the choice. Resented his father nearly as much as he missed him.

But he’d put that behind him. Mostly.

Hank was gone, and Maya was still here. Maya was all he had.

He had known she was dating a new guy—Neil something or other. But Seth hadn’t thought a thing about it. Maya had whipped through a constant string of casual boyfriends since high school, and other than a two-year relationship in college, they had never been serious.

And it certainly hadn’t gotten close to marriage.

What’s worse, Seth hadn’t even met this man that was apparently to be his brother-in-law.

But none of this would have mattered, not really, if Seth’s instincts hadn’t been buzzing that something was amiss with the way this was all going down. Something was off. He knew it down to his gut.

“How long have you been seeing this guy?” he asked.

Maya slumped back in the plush chair facing Seth’s desk with a groan. “Don’t do this. I knew you were going to do this.”

He frowned. “Do what?”

“The big brother thing,” she said.

“Hard not to, what with me being six years older and all,” Seth said.

He didn’t add that he was doubly obligated to be protective given Hank’s death just months earlier. Maya had definitely been Daddy’s Little Princess. She still got tears in her eyes every time their father’s name was mentioned.

Maya leaned forward, her pale blue eyes much like his own, although her blond hair was lighter than his, thanks to her frequent trips to the salon.

“I love him, Seth. I know you’re jaded these days, but Neil is exactly the type of guy we women spend our entire lives dreaming about.”

Seth bit his tongue to stop from saying that he bet Maya was exactly the type of girl that guys like Neil dreamed about, too. Young, pretty . . . and filthy rich.

Or so Neil likely thought.

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Lauren lives in New York City with her husband (who was her high school sweetheart–cute, right?!) and plus-sized Pomeranian.

Five years ago, she ditched her corporate career in Seattle to pursue a full-time writing career in Manhattan.

She writes smart romantic comedies with just enough sexy-times to make your mother blush, and in her ideal world, every stiletto-wearing, Kate Spade wielding woman would carry a Kindle stocked with Lauren Layne books.

When not bringing The Sexy, she likes to blog about her Instagram addiction, and why mean girls are the worst.

 

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What to Read Wednesday with Jessica Lemmon author of The Billionaire Bachelor ~ #giveaway

I’m so glad you decided to drop in on this week’s What to Read Wednesday! Please help me welcome author Jessica Lemmon to the hot seat today:) Jessica is talking about her hero Reese Crane from her newest release The Billionaire Bachelor. After you read what she has to say, I know you’ll be jumping right over to the BUY link to grab your copy of this book.

Also, don’t forget to enter her fabulous giveaway! The link to enter is at the end of the post:)

Take it away Jessica …

TOP 5 THINGS THAT MAKE THE MAN: REESE CRANE

 

 

Curious about what makes Reese Crane, billionaire bachelor, the man? Lucky for us, I was able to get my latest (stubborn) hero to open up about 5 things that make him, well, him.

 

#5 ~ Beard trimmer. Reese is never without a sexy amount of stubble on his jaw and chin (see book cover) and this bit of dishevelment throws our heroine, Merina right off course. Reese maintains his look, never clean-faced, and never too beardy. Can you say control?

#4 ~ Scotch. Reese prefers it on the rocks, and as he tells Merina on their date one evening, “It’s always what I expect.”

#3 ~ Yacht. In case of temporary nuptials, climb aboard and hide out! But not for long. Sunrise on the deck isn’t optional for Reese—he and Merina need reporters to see them together after the wedding.

#2 ~ Sharp wit. I’m not sure whose banter is more infectious, Merina’s or Reese’s. But I promise you this: when they’re together, they are on fire!

#1 ~ The tie. Merina becomes obsessed with loosening Reese’s ever-present tie, much to the reader’s delight. As she puts it, she likes to see him come undone.

 

As do I, Mer. As do I.😉

 

 

 

 

Indecent Proposal…

 

 

Indecent
Proposal
 
Manwhore. That’s what the board of
directors-and the tabloids-thinks of billionaire bachelor Reese Crane.
Ordinarily he couldn’t care less, but his playboy past is preventing the board
from naming him CEO of Crane Hotels. Nothing-and no one-will keep him from his
life’s legacy. They want a settled man to lead the company? Then that’s exactly
what he’ll give them.
Merina Van Heusen will do anything
to get her parents’ funky boutique hotel back-even marry
cold-as-ice-but-sexy-as-hell Reese Crane. It’s a simple business contract-six
months of marriage, absolute secrecy, and the Van Heusen is all hers again. But
when sparks fly between them, their passion quickly moves from the boardroom to
the bedroom. And soon Merina is living her worst nightmare: falling in love
with her husband . . .

EXCERPT

Even with her nostrils flared, Merina forced a smile. There was only one way past this gatekeeper. She called up an ounce of poise—an ounce being the most she could access at the moment. “Merina Van Heusen to see Reese Crane.”

“Ms. Van Heusen,” the woman said, her tone flat, her eyes going to the doorknob in Merina’s hand. “You’re here regarding the changes to the hotel, I presume.”

“You got it,” Merina said, barely harnessing her anger. How come everyone was so damn calm about dismantling a town landmark?

“Have a seat.” Crane’s bulldog gestured one manicured hand at a group of cushy white chairs, her mouth frowning in disgust as she took in Merina’s dishevelment. “Perhaps I could fetch you a towel first.”

“I won’t be sitting.” She wasn’t about to be put in her place by Reese’s underling. Then her prayers were answered as the set of gleaming wooden doors behind the secretary’s desk parted like the Red Sea.

Jackpot.

Merina barreled forward as the woman at the desk barked, “Excuse me!”

Merina ignored her. She wouldn’t be delayed another second…or so she thought. She stopped short when a woman in a very tight red dress, the neckline plunging into plentiful cleavage, her heels even higher and potentially more expensive than Merina’s Louboutins, swept out of the office and gave her a slow, mascaraed blink back. Then she sashayed around Merina, past the bulldog, and left behind a plume of perfume.

Interesting.

Reese’s latest date? An escort? If Merina believed the local tabloids, one and the same. Paying for dates certainly wasn’t above his pay grade.

Before the doors closed, she slipped into Reese’s office.

“Ms. Van Heusen!” came a bark behind her, but Reese, who stood facing the windows and looking out upon downtown, said three words that instantly shut his secretary up.

“She’s fine, Bobbie.”

Merina smirked back at the sour-faced, coal-eyed secretary as Reese’s office doors whooshed shut.

“Merina, I presume.” Reese still hadn’t turned. His posture was straight, jacket and slacks impeccably tailored to his muscular, perfectly proportioned body. Shark or not, the man could wear a suit. She’d seen the photos of him in the Trib as well as Luxury Stays, the hotel industry’s leading trade magazine, and like every other woman in Chicago, she hadn’t missed the gossip about him online. Like his more professional photos, his hands were sunk into his pant pockets, and his wavy, dark hair was styled and perfect.

Clearly the woman who had just left was here on other business…or past business. If something more clandestine was going on, Reese would appear more mussed. Then again, he probably didn’t muss his hair during sex. From what she gleaned about him via the media, Reese probably didn’t allow his hair to muss.

The snarky thought paired with a vision of him out of that suit, stalking naked and primed, golden muscles shifting with each long-legged step. Sharp, navy eyes focused only on her…

He turned to face her and she snapped out of her imaginings and blinked at the stubble covering a perfectly angled jaw. What was it about that hint of dishevelment on his otherwise perfect visage that made her breath catch?

Thick dark brows jumped slightly as his eyes zoomed in on her chest.

She sneered before venturing a glance down at her sodden silk shirt. Where she saw the perfect outline of both nipples. A tinge of heat lit her cheeks, and she crossed her arms haughtily, glaring at him as best she could while battling embarrassment.

“Seems this April morning is colder than you anticipated,” he drawled.

 
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A former job-hopper, Jessica Lemmon resides in Ohio
with her husband and rescue dog. She holds a degree in graphic design currently
gathering dust in an impressive frame. When she’s not writing super-sexy
heroes, she can be found cooking, drawing, drinking coffee (okay, wine), and
eating potato chips. She firmly believes God gifts us with talents for a
purpose, and with His help, you can create the life you want.

 

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RELEASE BLAST ~ The Family Man by Kelly Eadon

 

THE FAMILY MAN 
Kelly Eadon
Releasing July 5th, 2016
Forever
TEMPTATION
NEVER TASTED SO SWEET…
 
When life hands lemons to Beth
Beverley, she makes mouthwatering lemon squares. Mostly because they’re coveted
by the sexy single dad who owns Belmont’s most popular coffee shop. But that’s
where her crush on Griffin has to end. Her sweet treats are selling like crazy
cakes in his shop, and she doesn’t mix business with pleasure. Too bad his
sinful smile has her flirting with the idea of forever.
Griffin Hall definitely needs to
keep his eyes–and his hands–off Beth. Since he’s traded in late-night gigs
and partying for bedtime stories with his little girl in his arms, he doesn’t
have time for anything else. So why does Beth’s big heart and easy way with his
daughter make him finally feel alive again? But there’s a little secret Beth
doesn’t know, something he can’t bear to tell her . . .

EXCERPT

He lifted a few containers out of a picnic basket and opened them on the blanket. “But you remind me of this town in Italy. I know that seems like a weird thing to say, that you remind me of a town. But it’s full of all these paths that take you to completely unexpected places. Everywhere you turn, someone is trying to feed you. Everyone smiles all the time, and they have a little street theater with puppets that the kids gather around to watch.”

He lifted his eyes to her and grinned. “If you were a place, Beth, you would be this place. We played a concert in a city nearby, but we had a day off and I explored the town by myself. The whole time I kept thinking how great it would be to share it with someone. The other night it came to me: I had to have lunch with you in Urbino.”

Her breath caught. Wow.

He gestured to the food he’d laid out on the blanket. Olives, figs, cheese, bread, dried fruit. Her mouth watered just looking at it. “So here you go. Lunch in Urbino.”

Her eyes stung and she blinked hard. This could not be happening. This could not be real.

“Wow.”

The corners of his mouth dropped and his eyebrows furrowed. “Do you like it?” He dropped his gaze to his lap, where his hands fidgeted. “Is it too much?”

She threw herself at him, covering his face with kisses, not caring if she knocked anything over. “It’s the most incredible thing anyone has ever done for me.”

His fingers closed around her waist and he tugged her into his lap. He pressed his mouth to hers and used the tip of his tongue to trace the seam of her lips.

A high-pitched whistle pierced the air. She raised her head and found a group of teenage boys giving them the thumbs-up.

Her face heated and she crawled back to her spot on the other side of the blanket.

She reached for the container of olives and spooned a few onto her plate. “I feel like I should warn you that dessert is entirely off-theme.”

He raised an eyebrow and popped a fig into his mouth. “Oh yeah?”

She nodded. “Oh yeah.”

Then she reached for the plastic bag in her purse and plopped it onto the blanket, so that one of the cookies was faceup inside the package.

He leaned toward it, his eyes narrowing. “What kind of cookie is that?”

She’d iced them pink and then used magenta piping to create little curlicues. “Pig butt.”

His gaze jerked to hers and he blinked a few times. “A pig butt cookie?”

The tickle in her throat became too much, she burst into giggles. “Just the decoration, not the flavoring. I found them on Pinterest. Nailed it, right?”

He threw his head back and laughed. “Yup. You nailed it. That is most definitely a pig’s ass. Martha Stewart, the person not the van, would be impressed.”

With a giggle, she tipped her head back to let the sunshine warm her face.

It was as near to perfect as a date could be.

 
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Kelly Eadon is a romance writer
living in Richmond, Virginia with her husband and a house full of rescue
animals, aka “the kraken”. She swears like a sailor and says whatever
pops into her head. In order to counteract her big mouth, she wears high heels
whenever possible. In her spare time she spins, kick boxes and attempts to
renovate her farmhouse. She hates sanding drywall, loves to cook, drinks lots
of wine, gets scary competitive at trivia, and enjoys time spent exploring with
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SPECIAL GUEST ~ Shannyn Schroeder author of Under Your Skin ~ #giveaway

 

~~HAPPY 4th OF JULY~~

Thank you for joining me on the blog today:) Please help me welcome Shannyn Schroeder back to the blog. She’s giving us some info about her FOR YOUR LOVE series and sharing one of the books from the series titled UNDER YOUR SKIN. I think you’ll enjoy her post and will look forward to grabbing one of her books for a read.

Afterward, please check out her giveaway!

Take it away Shannyn …

Who’s Who in the For Your Love series

By: Shannyn Schroeder

 

Under Your Skin is the first book in the For Your Love series. This series follows the O’Malley siblings. The O’Malleys first appeared as secondary characters in Catch Your Breath (O’Learys #4), where the oldest, Jimmy was the hero. Jimmy can be overbearing and a bit controlling, but that stems from him being responsible for all of his younger siblings. All of my books can be read as stand alones, so even if you haven’t read Catch Your Breath, you’ll be fine picking up Under Your Skin.

 

Under Your Skin features Norah O’Malley, the youngest sibling who came home to Chicago seven months pregnant. While she’s dealing with major life decisions, she falls for Kai Ellis, her brother Tommy’s boss.

 

The next book in the series is In Your Arms, which will release in December. This is Sean’s book. Sean is a live-and-let-live kind of guy, living for the moment. He meets Emma Long when her car breaks down. Emma is a potty-mouthed Kindergarten teacher looking to settle down. What they both decide is a last weekend of summer fling turns into love.

 

The third book is Through Your Eyes, which comes out next summer. Tommy is the hero of this book. Tommy is the youngest O’Malley son. He has always longed to have a typical family. When he meets Deirdre Murphy, an O’Leary cousin visiting from Ireland, he starts to envision building a life with her.

 

So far, I’m only under contract for the three books, but I hope to also write Kevin’s book. Kevin is the second oldest and he’s the jokester of the family. He’s the kind of guy who is rarely taken seriously. Looking back on his life, he realizes the mistakes he’s made and he wants to win back the one who got away—she just happens to be friends with Moira O’Leary, Jimmy’s fiancée who can’t stand him.

 

Blood Is Thicker Than Ink. . .

 

UNDER YOUR SKIN
For Your Love #1
Shannyn Schroeder
Releasing June 28th, 2016
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Blood
Is Thicker Than Ink. . .
Norah O’Malley has been alone for a
long time. It’s been ten years since her father and four brothers shipped her
off to be raised by her aunt. Seven months since she’s seen the guy who got her
pregnant–who still doesn’t know. And it’s two weeks since she came home to
Chicago and discovered none of her family wants to talk–or listen.
She never expected to walk into a
tattoo shop seven months pregnant and get her socks knocked off by instant
attraction. She can’t even see her socks. But Kai Ellis is big and gruff and
sexy as hell, and if he has a past, well, so does she. Even more, Kai knows how
to listen so that Norah feels just a little less alone . . .
All the chemistry in the world can’t
help Norah make her decisions. And no sizzle of desire will make Kai believe in
happy endings. But a little time with someone who understands might just change
everything . ..

EXCERPT

Jimmy walked up to her and held out a hand to help her up. Instead she flipped her thumb to the spot next to her. He sat, extending his legs out in front of him, the crease in his pants still visible after a day of work.

“I think talking out here would be better. Kevin’s inside doing laundry and I pissed him off again.”

“He’ll get over it.” Jimmy looked at her clothes.

She tugged at the maternity top. “Moira borrowed stuff from her sister-in-law. At least now I don’t feel like an overstuffed burrito.”

“You look good. Happier.”

She wrinkled her nose. “Not happy, but better.”

“What do you want to talk about?”

Her hand automatically went to her belly again. She’d always thought it weird when pregnant women did that, but now she understood. You couldn’t really control it. “I’ve done a lot of thinking. And I called Avery—” She stopped with the realization that she let his name slip. But not even Jimmy was good enough to track him down with only a first name.

Another deep breath in and released. Jimmy had stiffened beside her. He was better at covering his anger than Kevin, or any of the O’Malley boys for that matter.

“I think I want to give the baby up for adoption.”

Jimmy ran a hand over his face and then stared out at the street. He said nothing for so long that Norah couldn’t predict his response.

“Are you sure?”

“No.” She almost laughed. “But I talked with a counselor and discussed my options.”

“You want to give up your baby?”

Both hands now rested on her bulging torso. “It’s not about what I want or don’t want. I have to think about the baby and what’s best for him or her. Let’s face it. I’m a mess. I’m not ready to be a mom, definitely not a single mother. I don’t have a job. Crap. I don’t even have a mother to teach me how to be a mom.” The last words caught in her throat.

Jimmy reached out and put his hand on top of hers. “Sweetheart, I told you, you’re not alone. I meant it.”

“I know you did. But this baby isn’t your responsibility any more than I am.”

“You are mine. Mom would’ve expected it.”

“It’s not fair to you.”

“Life isn’t about fair. It’s not fair that we have a whole family full of siblings to look out for each other and some people have no one. We can’t control fairness.”

“I want my baby to have a shot at a good life, one with parents who love and want him or her.” She swallowed hard. She hadn’t voiced these ideas to anyone and they hurt. Feeling incompetent stung.

“It’s up to you and I’ll support whatever you want.”

She blinked away unshed tears. “Who are you? Jimmy O’Malley would never just offer blanket support without telling me what to do.”

“We’ve all done some growing up.”

“Mmm-hmm. I think Moira has a whole lot to do with that.”

He smirked. “Maybe.”

They sat in silence for a few minutes. Then Jimmy stood. “I’m going in to see Dad and say hi to Kevin. Don’t rush your decision. You have time. You have to be completely sure.”

She nodded. “I know. I haven’t done anything but think and talk about it, but I like what the adoption counselor had to say and I’m leaning in that direction.”

With his hand on the rail to go up the steps, Jimmy asked, “Do I want to know what the guy’s reaction was to the pregnancy?”

“Probably not.” She couldn’t look him in the eye when she admitted that.

Jimmy bent over and kissed the top of her head. “Say the word.”

He said nothing more, but his intention was there. All she had to do was open the door and he’d go after Avery. He meant for it to be protective and sweet, but it was kind of scary.

 
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Shannyn Schroeder
is the author of the O’Leary series, contemporary romances centered around a
large Irish-American family in Chicago and the Hot & Nerdy series about 3
nerdy friends finding love. Her new series (For Your Love) will release this
summer with the first title Under Your Skin.
When she’s not wrangling her three kids or writing, she watches a ton of TV and
loves to bake cookies. Find out more at: www.ShannynSchroeder.com

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INTERVIEW with Jennifer Bernard author of Drive You Wild ~ #giveaway

Please help me welcome Jennifer Bernard to the blog today:) Jennifer is answering a few questions about herself and her writing so that we can get to know her a little better. I think you’ll enjoy our chat.

Afterward, don’t forget to enter Jennifer’s giveaway after you check out her latest release DRIVE YOU WILD!

Let’s get started …

  1.      Tell us about yourself.I live in Homer, Alaska, which I’m proud to say is the Halibut Fishing Capital of the World. Yay! Right now we have nearly 24 hour daylight so I’m a little wired. (Summer solstice is coming up soon.) I write contemporary romance that has been described as “steamy and irresistible” with “quick wit” and “sizzling love scenes.” My first two series were about firemen and baseball players. I live with my husband and two stepdaughters on the edge of pristine wilderness, fortunately just within reach of cell service and Internet.

    2.      What three things about you might surprise your readers?

    Since I got into social media, I’m not sure I have any secrets left! It might surprise readers that I backpacked around Europe when I was 14, along with my older cousin who was only 19. (Crazy, right?) Number 2: I can split wood like nobody’s business. (A handy skill in Alaska.) Number 3: I was a Hula Hoop champion in third grade and got my picture in the paper!

  2. Is there a genre(s) that you think “I might like to write one of those.”?I’m obsessed with dystopian YA fiction. My step-daughter and I actually came up with an idea the other day and began plotting it out in the car. She gets first dibs, since she actually is a young adult (she’s 12.) But she asked if she could get me to write a few sentences now and then when she gets stuck. I can’t wait to get my hands on the story!

    4.      Tell us about DRIVE YOU WILD.

    DRIVE YOU WILD is a baseball romance about bad boy slugger Trevor Stark, who has a reputation as a troublemaker. He falls hard for the good-girl daughter of the team owner. Paige Taylor is recovering from a humiliating divorce and is starting over as an intern at Catfish stadium. The last thing she wants to do is get involved with one of her father’s players, but Trevor Stark is too fascinating to resist. Falling for Trevor is even more dangerous than she realizes because he’s hiding something big and it’s about to turn his life upside down.

  3. Where did the idea for the storyline come from?Trevor has been a character in the previous Love Between the Bases series, and I have to say he’s acted like a jerk. But he always intrigued me, and I knew there was a reason why he was playing the bad boy. I wanted to dig down and unearth those reasons and work the storyline around that. Crush Taylor, the owner, has also been an important character so I knew bringing in his estranged daughter would really shake things up.

    6.      What do you think readers will like/love about Paige and Trevor?

    I think readers will fall for Trevor once they see what’s driving his behavior. He is a fiercely protective good guy hiding behind an arrogant mask. Everything he does is for a very good reason, and once you understand the reason, you see what an amazing person he is. Paige is kind and compassionate and she really cares about people. She’s a loving person who has been wounded by her ex-husband, but hasn’t lost her faith in people. That’s what I love about her. She always has faith in people’s underlying goodness.

    7.      What was your favorite scene from the book?

Can I pick two? One is the scene in which Trevor storms into Crush Taylor’s office without his uniform pants on. That’s when he finds out that the girl he met the night before is, in fact, the owner’s daughter. The second scene is a showdown between Trevor and Crush, who’s a former Hall of Fame pitcher. And I can’t say any more about that without spoiling it. But it brings together so many delicious threads that I just loved it.

  1. Who are some of your book boyfriends?  What draws you to them?Mr. Darcy is my original book boyfriend. I will also include any member of the Bonner family in Susan Elizabeth Phillips’ books. I love Alex in Lisa Kleypas’ Dream Lake. The common thread between all these book boyfriends is that I love a “tortured” hero. Someone who has suffered a blow, who has matured from it and really had to dig deep to overcome it.

    9.      If you had to pick a favorite cocktail of choice, what would it be?  (It can be non-alcoholic too)

    I’m going with the Mojito because it has so many of my favorite flavors. Mint, lime, sugar. Leave out the alcohol and it’s still delicious. Drinking a Mojito is the next best thing to relaxing on a beachside lounge chair. Mojito in a lounge chair? Pure bliss.

  2. What’s next for you?

I have a new series starting in September based around a rough-and-rowdy hotshot wildfire crew that moves into a quiet tourist town called Jupiter Point in coastal California. The hero of the first book left Jupiter Point in disgrace, but now he’s back to set up the crew and prove himself. But first he’ll have to mend fences with the girl he left behind. I’m super-excited about this new series—it’s a combination of hot alpha firemen and hometown romance, with lots of fun chemistry and steamy scenes thrown in. Look for it in September of this year!

 

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DRIVE YOU WILD
Love Between the Bases #3
Jennifer Bernard
Releasing June 28th, 2016
Avon Books
It’s
game on for love in the third novel of USA Today bestselling author Jennifer
Bernard’s sexy, baseball-themed series.
 
Kilby Catfish left-fielder Trevor
Stark is a ballpark legend. With his good looks, hitting records, and
played-for-the-fans arrogance, Trevor makes women lose their minds and men lose
their cool. But every time the major league team comes calling, Trevor purposely
keeps himself in the tiny Texas town. Why is heart-tuggingly top secret. Until
the team owner’s daughter comes to Kilby . . . trying everything up her sexy
sleeve to make Trevor talk.

Divorced and disillusioned at
twenty-four, Paige Mattingly Austin Taylor is suddenly starting fresh as an
intern at Catfish Stadium. She should want nothing to do with the sinfully hot
ballplayer her dad warned her to stay away from. But when she discovers what
Trevor is hiding from everyone, she realizes there’s much more to him than his
face and multi-million-dollar arm. There’s a heart she seriously hopes to win.

EXCERPT

“Are you afraid of the mighty Crush Taylor?” She took another step closer. “He’s not as bad as he seems, you know.”

“I’m not afraid of him.” He placed his hands on her shoulders to keep her from coming any closer. Her warmth carried into his skin, into his being, as if it was igniting him from within.

“And I’m not afraid of you.” She ducked underneath his hands in a quick move right out of the NBA. He took a step back and his calves hit the bench situated next to the lockers. She reached out in apology and suddenly they were right smack against each other, chest-to-chest.

Fire flashed down his spine, hot and urgent. He hauled her against him—oh, sweet Lord, she felt good. Soft and firm and shapely and alive and fresh and . . . then her mouth was under his, her lips parting, her breath warm, her flesh lush and sweet. It wasn’t a kiss so much as a head rush.

~~

Paige posted the first series of “Baseball’s Hottest Outfield” photos on the team’s Facebook page the next day. A few hours later a thousand people had clicked Like. Not only that, but the viewership of the page soared. It was shared all over the Internet, on Pinterest, on Twitter, on Instagram. It wasn’t just that the three men were criminally gorgeous. A big part of the appeal came from their racial mix and the blend of personalities. Trevor the stone-cold badass, Dwight the dynamic charmer, and Shizuko, the soulful rock star.

Paige knew it was all a crock, of course. Trevor wasn’t stone cold, Dwight wasn’t playful all the time, and Shizuko could outcrude most of the clubhouse, and that was saying something. But once those identities became set, people loved them. They were like cartoon characters instead of real people.

At the next game, the crowd roared when the outfielders took their positions on the field. Fans held up even more signs than they normally did. From the owner’s box, Paige scanned the crowd with her binoculars and read the signs out loud to Crush.

“ ‘Kilby Hearts Baseball’s Hottest Outfield.’ Thank you very much, we heart you too! ‘We make ’em hot in Kilby, Texas.’ That might be taking a little too much credit. None of them are from here.”

 

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Jennifer Bernard is a graduate of
Harvard and a former news promo producer. The child of academics, she
confounded her family by preferring romance novels to … well, any other books.
She left big city life for true love in Alaska, where she now lives with her
husband and stepdaughters. She’s no stranger to book success, as she also
writes erotic novellas under a naughty secret name not to be mentioned at
family gatherings.

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