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Saturday, September 24, 2016

✯BOOK BLITZ:✯ You Call Me by Leigh Fleming {EXCERPT + GIVEAWAY!}





You Call Me by Leigh Fleming

Release Date: September 20th 2016 by Envisage Press, LLC
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

Annie Cooper is fed up with Washington. More importantly, she’s done with being Senator George Cooper’s daughter and all the expectations that come with it. She changes her name and tries to start fresh after quitting her job, but the only position she can find is in the political world she despises. 

Kip Porter is a two-term congressman from a blue collar district along the shores of the Chesapeake Bay whose ambition leads him astray from the core values he—and his constituents—hold dear. He needs Senator Cooper’s backing to get his bill through the Senate and plans to use Annie to do it.

What starts out as a simple game of hidden identity soon becomes complicated. Annie wants to prove her worth on her own terms, but the closer she grows to Kip, the more she needs to come clean. With unexpected romance blossoming between them, will Kip keep his own secrets, or reveal the truth in the name of love?


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{EXCERPT}

Annie felt the sting and quickly slapped the mosquito nibbling on her calf. They’d been sitting in the grassy field for over an hour waiting for the tow truck to arrive. The subs had long ago been eaten, but they lounged on the trunk carpet sipping what was left of their fountain drinks.

“Damn, it’s hot.” Kip began unbuttoning his shirt and pulling the tail out of his pants. “I’ve got to get out of these clothes.”

Purposely looking the opposite direction, Annie fought the urge to take a glimpse of a shirtless Kip, but instead looked out at the baking weeds in the field. She jerked upright when she heard his belt buckle clink.

“What are you doing?” she shrieked.

“I’m getting out of these clothes. I’m burning up.” Kip tramped to the car, walking around to the driver’s side back door, and leaned inside where Annie couldn’t see. She strained her neck and rose up on her knees, stretching to see what he was doing. A few minutes later he returned to their makeshift picnic spot wearing gym shorts, a T-shirt, and sneakers. Annie dropped back onto the carpet and pulled up a few blades of grass as Kip dropped beside her.

“Disappointed?” he whispered in her ear.

“Huh?”

“You heard me.”

“Why would I be disappointed?”

“You were hoping I was going to strip down.” He wiggled his eyebrows and nudged his shoulder into hers.

“Oh, please.” She went back to weeding the field, furiously yanking blades of grass and letting them flutter in the humid breeze.

“Come on, Coach. I saw the look on your face when I started unbuttoning my shirt.”

“Get over yourself.” She shoved back and then stood up, brushing the dust from her dress. “Should you call them again to see where the truck is?”

“What, don’t you like our little picnic?”

“Porter...seriously, we need to get back.” Annie glared at Kip where he lay on the carpet, resting his head in his hands.

“Relax, it will be here soon. Come lay down with me.” He patted his hand on the carpet and gave her his most salacious grin.

“Not a chance.”

“Come on...what are you afraid of?”

Annie stared at Kip, taking a tendril in her hand and twisting it tightly around her finger. She glanced over her shoulder at the car and then back at him, now lying on his side with his head resting on his hand. He patted the carpet once more and invited her over with a swoosh of his hand.

“Fine,” she said, joining him on the carpet and mimicking his relaxed position.

“Tell me about the mechanic.”

“I already told you. We dated in high school and he taught me all about cars.”

“Nah...there’s got to be more to the story.” Annie watched Kip’s soft lips curl at the corners. The memory of him leaning in to kiss her earlier in the day flashed through her mind. She sighed and flipped flat on her back.

“Not really. My father hated him...thought he wasn’t a good influence. We didn’t date long.”

“This is the first I’ve heard about your dad. You’ve never mentioned your family, actually. What do they do?”

“Oh, um...” Annie closed her eyes against the bright sun. “My dad is an attorney and my mom is a professional party giver.” Not a total lie.

“Sound like interesting people. I’d like to meet them.”


AUTHOR BIO:

After several years of saying she would write a book someday, Leigh Fleming finally fulfilled her ultimate bucket list item by writing and self-publishing a novel. In 2013, she completed her first work, Precious Words, a romance suspense story set in the glittering world of men’s professional tennis, taking the reader on a whirlwind trip full of love and danger. Leigh continues to hone her craft and learn what it takes to create a page-turning novel. She has completed Whatever You Call Me, set to release in fall, 2016, and Whatever You Say, to be released spring, 2017. Leigh lives with her husband, Patrick, in Martinsburg, West Virginia, and is mom to adult children, Tom and Liza, and her two dogs, Lula Belle and Napoleon. 

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✯BOOK BLITZ:✯ Ruin by Clarissa Wild {EXCERPT + GIVEAWAY!}





Ruin by Clarissa Wild

Release Date: September 20th 2016
Pages: 250
Genres: New Adult, Romance

Maybell Fairweather was the girl of my dreams.

Always smiling brightly, she kept going, despite the names her classmates called her behind her back.
She was full of curiosity and independence, the extent of which I could only be jealous of. Even though she had all odds stacked against her, she knew what she wanted from life and pursued it, no matter the cost.

She was completely my opposite in every way.
Perfect, even though she couldn’t see it.
Perfect … until me.

Because this is the story of how I ruined her.

Based on a true story. Standalone Romance. No cliffhanger.




{EXCERPT}

As I walk out of the classroom door, I look through all the tiny little windows that line the wall of the gym class.

By accident, of course.

Obviously not because I know dance classes started there twenty minutes ago.

And most definitely not because I see her make a few twirls in a costume.

Every step I take is slower than the previous until I’m sauntering as slow as a snail. Because I’m tired, of course.

My hand touches the wall as my eyes refuse to let go of the image in front of me.

The way she swishes through the air, her feet light as feathers as they barely touch the ground. How her fingers twitch, and her lips pout while she performs the moves. The little quirks that are barely noticeable, yet clearly there, and the grace with which she presents herself.

It has me completely enraptured.

So much so that I stumble over the first step of the stairs I forgot were there in the middle of the hallway.

Some girls pass me by, giggling behind their hands as I compose myself, my face glowing bright red.

They probably saw me looking, dammit.

I throw my backpack over my shoulder and run up the stairs, walking as far away from the gym as I possibly can until I find a table and chair in a corner of the school, which is where I sit down and stare ahead.

I watch the students come and go, none of them her.

Not that it matters. I shouldn’t even be thinking about her. It’s not like I could ever come close.

Like I’d ever be good enough for someone like her.

So I grab my books and throw them on the table, determined to finally not go home without having done my homework.

Ten minutes later, I’m completely frozen in place.

Not because of what I just read.

But because I smell her perfume … And when I look up and see her patched-up Pucca bag, I feel the weight of the world pull me down.

From the corner of my eye, I notice her walk to the lockers.

Goddammit, why did I forget the lockers were here? Of course, she comes here after class.

I turn my head slowly, trying not to make it too obvious that I’m looking, but then I realize she’s not going to look my way. No one would if they saw what she saw.

Her first and last name, scribbled in permanent ink over three lockers, accompanied by the words is a stupid bitch.

She hesitates to open her locker but then swallows away the fear as she pushes through. A dozen pieces of paper come falling out and flutter to the ground. She picks one up, only to find it’s a picture of a potato … with her face below it.

Squinting, I can make out the text just underneath it.

Maybell Fairweather’s nose looks like a potato.

The longer she looks at it, the more sour her face turns, until that smile which I admire so much disappears into thin air, and all that’s left is the defeated look in her eyes as the tears start to gather.

She crumples up the paper and throws it in a bin, brushing away the single tear that rolls down her cheek. Then she starts to run.

Before I stand up to say something, she’s already long gone.

Stupid.

Stupid, stupid!

I mentally chastise myself, but it doesn’t help. It doesn’t make these bad feelings go away.

I’m always too late.

Too late to do anything. Too late to matter.

Too late to make a change.



AUTHOR BIO:

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Clarissa Wild is a New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author, best known for the dark Romance novel Mr. X. Her novels include the Fierce Series, the Delirious Series, and Stalker. She is also a writer of erotic romance such as the Blissful Series, The Billionaire's Bet series, and the Enflamed Series. She is an avid reader and writer of sexy stories about hot men and feisty women. Her other loves include her furry cat friend and learning about different cultures. In her free time she enjoys watching all sorts of movies, reading tons of books and cooking her favorite meals. 



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Friday, September 23, 2016

✯EXCERPT REVEAL:✯ Getting Dirty with the CEO by Mia Sosa {GIVEAWAY!}


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Getting Dirty with the CEO by Mia Sosa

Release Date: October 4th 2016 by Forever Yours
Pages: 288
Genres: Romance, Contemporary

Sometimes you have to get a little dirty to get what you want. 

Publicist Mimi Pennington is at the top of her game. She's savvy, hard-working, and eager to move up the corporate ladder. So when her boss tells her that in order to make partner she has to land a prestigious account, Mimi meets the challenge head on. Never mind that the prospective client is Daniel Vargas, the polished and pompous player who rejected her months ago. 

Mimi hasn't given Daniel the time of day since their one fateful encounter, and while business has brought them back together, pleasure is what he has in mind. She says she's not interested in giving him a second chance, but Daniel is prepared to call her bluff. All he needs is one week. One week to test her rules and prove that he's exactly the kind of man she needs . . .




{EXCERPT}

Daniel Vargas needed a distraction. His gaze floated over the faces of the wedding guests until it settled on a familiar face.

Mimi Pennington.

The bride’s best friend—and distraction in the flesh.

Bull’s-eye.

She stood by the open bar and typed on her phone, giving him a minute to watch her undetected. The bridesmaid’s dress she wore skimmed her delicate ankles and hugged her generous curves. She’d pinned her blond hair on top of her head, her bangs and a few runaway strands framing her face. Though she was petite, Mimi’s larger-than-life personality made her appear six feet tall to him. And damn, that mouth. It was an entity unto itself, and for reasons he had yet to decipher, its barbs had recently begun landing on him. Still, like a moth to a six-alarm fire, he was drawn to her anyway.

Didn’t matter that she would skewer him. He’d much rather focus on Mimi’s sharp tongue than the sadness in his parents’ eyes. So he strolled over to the bar and rested his elbows on the counter. “Hey, Fireworks.”

She stopped typing and raised her head—but she didn’t bother looking at him. “What do you want, Vargas?”

“I’m flattered. Do you have a sixth sense when it comes to me?”

She turned to face him then, her blue eyes sparkling. “You know how dogs have this supernatural ability to hear sounds at high decibels? Well, I have a similar talent for detecting pompous men. I could sense you from across the room. Watching. Plotting. Arroganting.”

He chuckled, the brief exchange already lifting his mood. This was why he chose to engage with her: A conversation with Mimi never traveled along a straight path, and the journey was just as enjoyable as the destination. “Arroganting?”

“Being arrogant. It comes so naturally to you, the word deserves to be a verb.”



Author Bio

Mia Sosa is an award-winning writer and 2015 Romance Writers of America® Golden Heart® Finalist. She writes contemporary romances that are funny, flirty, and a little dirty. Ahem.

Although she once dreamed of being a professional singer, the pesky need to generate steady income led Mia to take the law school admissions test instead. She practiced First Amendment and media law in the nation’s capital for ten years before returning to her creative roots. Now she spends most of her days writing love stories about smart women and the complicated men who love them. Okay, let's be real here: she wears PJs all day and watches more reality television than a network television censor—all in the name of research, of course. 


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✯BOOK BLITZ:✯ Fallen Star by Allison Morse {GIVEAWAY!}





Fallen Star by Allison Morse

Release Date: September 21st 2016 by The Wild Rose Press
Pages: 315
Genres: Adult, Gothic, Romance

Who killed 1940s screen goddess Gloria Reardon? Her unsolved murder hypnotized the public with its scandalous details and shocked two generations.

Avid feminist and aspiring filmmaker, Kate Bloom discovers long lost footage that holds the key to who murdered her grandmother. Legendary movie star, Gloria Reardon, may be dead, but friends and lovers from the Golden Age of Hollywood’s heyday are still very much on the scene, and it seems everyone has something to gain or lose from Kate’s discovery. Enlisting the youthful and brash film restorer Dylan Nichols as her closest ally, Kate becomes haunted by Gloria’s glittering past. Caught between glamorous Old Hollywood and the gritty, exciting New Hollywood of the 1970s, Kate is determined to find out what really happened to her grandmother and in the process becomes the killer’s new target.​


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AUTHOR BIO:

Allison Morse grew up in a family of actors in Los Angeles; before the age of five she started acting classes, which she adored. She continued in the family business until her early twenties when her curious spirit led her to consider other interests and professions, like counseling and the law. After receiving her B.A. from U.C. Berkeley, Allison went on to graduate from Phillips Graduate Institute with an M.A. in Marriage and Family Therapy and U.C. Hastings College of the Law with a J.D. Although she loved learning from each of her varied careers one of her favorite jobs was working for the now closed Dutton’s, a wonderful, musty new, used and rare bookstore in North Hollywood with deep roots in Southern California’s literary community. This wonderful, musty new, used and rare bookstore in North Hollywood had deep roots in Southern California’s literary community. Whatever she was doing, books and story-telling ruled her imagination.

Allison always knew that for her, writing is as essential as breathing. But as she pursued her professional life, this great love was consigned to private journals that she filled with musings and story ideas. Ten years ago that changed and she decided to get serious about being a writer.
While continuing to work full time as a lawyer, she kept to a strict writing schedule, took writing classes at UCLA Extension. She joined the Romance Writers of America and Sisters in Crime. Now Allison has completed two novels: a romance entitled The Sweetheart Deal and Fallen Star, a Hollywood gothic.

Allison lives with her husband in a house in the hills that’s filled with books. 


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✯BOOK BLITZ:✯ I’m Not Afraid of Wolves by Erin Hayes {EXCERPT + GIVEAWAY!}





I’m Not Afraid of Wolves by Erin Hayes

Release Date: September 22nd 2016
Genres: Paranormal, Young Adult

Christine would do anything to get away from it all.

After escaping an abusive marriage and heading up a group of brand new performers, she’s tired and in need of a vacation. So when her sister Sara wants her to go camping out in the mountains of Georgia with the girls, she packs her bags for some rest and relaxation. Not even meeting a gorgeous park ranger like Colton Donnelly is going to distract her.

Except Sara didn’t tell her the real reason for the trip: she’s running away from a terrible secret. One that puts all of their lives in danger.

Now the vacation that Christine so desperately needed is ruined, but that’s the least of her worries. She has to use her wits and skills to save them all. Because she soon finds out that werewolves are very real. And they’ll stop at nothing to get their claws into her sister.


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{EXCERPT}

“CHRISTINE!”

Sara was screaming my name, spurring me into motion. I glanced around, trying to find a weapon, anything that could do damage to an assailant. I wished Andrea’s family were hunters, but I couldn’t see any sign of guns.

A kitchen knife would have to do. I practically tore the drawer off its track and jostled the cutlery. I pulled out the biggest knife I could find, which was still woefully small for whatever was attacking us.

A loud crash brought me to a run. It sounded like a window upstairs, in Sara’s bedroom.

I ran towards it, hoping that I wouldn’t get there to see my sister torn to pieces or—

Halfway up the stairs, I ran smack into her. Luckily, not with the pointy end of my knife.

“Christine!” she cried. Her eyes were wild and her fingers dug into my upper arm. “They’re here! They’re here!”

“Who’s here?” I asked, although I knew the answer.

“Chad. And—”

Another crash, followed by another scream. Emily, it sounded like.

“Look,” I told Sara, taking charge of the situation. “Go down to the basement.”

“Don’t leave me!”

“Sara!” I shook her shoulder. “Trust me on this, okay?”

She was white as a sheet, but she nodded. “Basement?” she whimpered.

“Hurry, and don’t open the door until you hear me on the other side, okay?”

“’K.”

I knew what they said about splitting up. But with the way that Sara looked right now, she’d get herself hurt and me as well. As big of a risk as it was, she had to hole herself up somewhere safe. I just hoped that safe place was downstairs.

“Go,” I told her. She bounded down the stairs as I went up. Towards danger. Towards the unknown.

Both of which were terrifying.



AUTHOR BIO:

Sci-fi junkie, video game nerd, and wannabe manga artist Erin Hayes writes a lot of things. Sometimes she writes books.

She works as an advertising copywriter by day, and she's a New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author by night. She has lived in New Zealand, Hawaii, Texas, Alabama, and now San Francisco with her husband, cat, and a growing collection of geek paraphernalia.

You can reach her at erinhayesbooks@gmail.com and she’ll be happy to chat. Especially if you want to debate Star Wars. 



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