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Thursday, September 3, 2020

πŸ”– RELEASE DAY BLITZ πŸ”– A Lucky Shot by Nikky Kaye




A Lucky Shot by Nikky Kaye 

Release Date: September 3rd 2020
Genres: Romance, Contemporary

He started it, but I'm going to finish.

Beckett Hallstrom is a rich, smirking, climbable treehouse of a man, with all the cockiness that comes with being a sports celebrity.

Had I known who he was, I might have asked for a time-out.

Instead, I’m falling hard for an older man who was a high scorer when I was still in pigtails.

He couldn't keep me a secret if he tried--which he doesn't really want to. Now, the whole city is convinced that our budding relationship will make or break his team’s playoff dreams.

I’ve heard that hockey players are superstitious, but Beck wants to keep me in his pocket and rub me like a rabbit’s foot.

I’m a lucky girl, right? Or am I just getting played?

A LUCKY SHOT is a steamy, standalone sports romance novella about getting swept up in the action. Body checking is allowed!



Author Bio:

Nikky Kaye likes to read and write feverish, fearless books for your funny boner, such as A Model FiancΓ© and the Billionaire Book Club series. A former college professor, she has worked with movie stars and the United Nations—but prefers happy endings. She has young twin boys, loves living where there are four distinct seasons but loathes getting out of bed, has a terrible addiction to diet cola, and hates talking about herself in the third person.



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Wednesday, September 2, 2020

πŸ”– REVIEW BLITZ πŸ”– Only One Kiss by Natasha Madison




Only One Kiss by Natasha Madison 

Release Date: September 1st 2020 by Natasha Madison
Series: Only One #1
Pages: 262
Genres: Romance, Sports, Contemporary

From USA Bestseller Natasha Madison comes a brand new Hockey series The Only One.

Ralph 

Being traded to Dallas was a dream come true. I had everything I wanted, my game had never been better, and my wife was due to have our baby any day now.

What could go wrong?
Everything.

I was now raising our baby on my own. After hockey practice and games, I didn't have time to sleep, let alone make sure my social media was up to par.

I never thought I'd get a second chance at love.

Candace

When my hotshot brother was drafted in the NHL, he didn't have time to do his social media, so I took over for him. Little did I know it would become my career.

My plate was full with over fifty NHL players, and I wasn't taking on any new clients.

Yet when he showed up on my doorstep with the cutest little girl in the whole world, I couldn't say no.

I was just helping, but it turned into more than that. He's the man I've been waiting for.

All it takes is one touch, one night, one chance, and only one kiss.




My Review:

Who doesn’t love a smoking hot single dad hockey hero? Madison is back with a brand new hockey series, a spin-off to her Only One series. Only One Kiss is a slow burn sizzling romance that does not disappoint at all, it will leave you wanting for more.

Ever since she took over her brother’s social media accounts and turned them into a success, Candace Richards’ life changed. Word spread and she became a sought-after social media manager for NHL players. Not only does she have a long waiting list, but she also has one rule and that is to not date any of her clients. Candace loves her job too much to jeopardize her reputation, that is until a certain hockey player comes into her life and changes everything for her. She is instantly drawn to Ralph and most of all his daughter, Ariella. They have an undeniable connection that neither can’t deny, but he wants her help with his social media and she vows to help him. But the more time they spend together and learn more about their pasts, the more she starts to fall for Ralph. Neither of them expected to fall in love, but there is too much at stake and they’ll have to decide if giving a relationship a try is worth it or not.

For Ralph Weber, being traded to Dallas was supposed to be a huge opportunity for him. Especially when he was going to be a father, but everything changed when his girlfriend passed, leaving him to raise his daughter on his own. Now he has to juggle being a single dad and his professional hockey career, leaving him with no time to deal with his social media accounts. His manager suggests for him to reach out to Candace if he wants to get more sponsorships. The only problem is that she has a long waiting list and he can’t wait. He is willing to do anything for her to help him, that is until he sees her for the first time and his whole world changes. Candace does not shy away from caring for his daughter and he loves that about her. They form a true bond that leaves him question what he truly wants. Ralph knows that he has to put his daughter first, but having Candace around is making him want so much more.

I absolutely loved reading Only One Kiss, Madison has a certain writing style that is emotional and hard to put down. The characters in this story had me rooting for them from beginning to end. Candace is smart and loves her job. Although she is a workaholic, she would like to settle down one day, she just didn’t realize that she would meet someone with an instant family with him. Her relationship with Ariella was adorable! On the other hand, Ralph wants to be the best father for Ariella and he is working really hard to provide a future for her. He just doesn’t envision going into a relationship right away. There are things about his past that he needs to let go of in order to have a future with Candace, but when things start to get too real he start to question his decisions leaving him to risk what he has with Candace. All in all, the story was great and so were the characters. The ending will you swooning and rooting for them. I would highly recommend checking out this book and any others by the author! :)

**I voluntarily read an early copy of this title in exchange for an honest review**

My Rating:



Meet Natasha Madison:

When her nose isn't buried in a book, or her fingers flying across a keyboard writing, she's in the kitchen creating gourmet meals. You can find her, in four inch heels no less, in the car chauffeuring kids, or possibly with her husband scheduling his business trips. It's a good thing her characters do what she says, because even her Labrador doesn't listen to her...


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Tuesday, September 1, 2020

🌟 BOOK BLITZ 🌟 The Crow King by M. H. Woodscourt {EXCERPT + GIVEAWAY!}




The Crow King by M. H. Woodscourt

Release Date: September 1st 2020 by CreateSpace
Series: Wintervale #1
Pages: 400
Genres: Fantasy, Young Adult

Magic is against the law. He must use it anyway.

The Crow King has outlawed magic. Despite the kingdom’s edict, Gwyn plunges into the ancient and deadly True Wood to find a magical cure for his dying brother. Within the shadowed realm, he must fend off more than violent and fallen fae-like Ilidreth when he learns the king is out to stop him at whatever cost.

On his desperate quest, he is joined by a unicorn, a quirky girl, and the maddest of the fallen fae. Together they must outrun enchanted crows and enemy armies, and face the ghosts of a shattered age, all while racing to save Gwyn’s brother. Meanwhile, war brews between countries, and a secret order of mages hunts Gwyn down.

Yet none of this can prepare Gwyn for the harrowing truth behind the fall of the Ilidreth long, long ago, and what it means for his life and his homeland.



{EXCERPT}

Mist curled over the quiet hills of Vinwen. Somewhere a bird trilled, prophesying the coming dawn, and the sun answered with a ring of gold spilling over the horizon as it peeked at the slumbering world. Lazy clouds drifted by, grey, dappled with faint pinks and yellows.

Sitting on the wooden fence, Gwynter ren Terare squinted against the hovering gloom in the valley below, eyes fixed on the road. He strained for any sound beyond the faint chirrup of crickets, the song of birds, the gush of the nearby stream. A crow cawed as it landed on the fence.

There. Just there. A faint neigh. The rattle of a wheel against a stray stone. A cracking whip. Gwyn shoved against the rough wood post, leapt to his feet atop the fence, and wobbled once before he caught his balance. Perched, he soon made out the distant shape of the coming carriage, a single lantern bobbing to pierce the predawn shadows.

Gwyn grinned and jumped from the fence. The crow screamed and flew off. Gwyn loped along the streambank up toward the manor house. His shoulder-length hair flounced in his eyes, but he ignored it as he cut through a protesting gaggle of geese and threw himself against the kitchen door to stumble inside.

“Mercy, child!” cried Mavell, spoon in hand. “You look a sight. What awful trouble could there be so early as this?”

Gwyn shook his head as he gasped for air, leaning forward, hands on his legs. He gulped a few times before he could utter a word. “Lawen’s coming. Almost here. Down the road a bit.” He straightened and headed for a bucket of water on the table, took up a ladle, and helped himself to a long, cool drink.

The cook grabbed the ladle, poured water into a cup, and handed that to Gwyn. “Master Lawen, already? Surely not. He’s not to come until tomorrow, so his letter said.”

Gwyn drained the cup. He held it out to let Mavell ladle him another. “But he’s always early. I had a feeling to watch for him, and here he comes.”

“And how do you know it’s Master Lawen?”

Gwyn smiled. “I always know.”

She pursed her lips but didn’t argue. There seemed no point, they both knew that.

“Well,” the slender woman said, rubbing her hands against her apron. “If it is Master Lawen, oughtn’t you go off and clean yourself up for his arrival? Your mother will have a fit if you greet him looking like a shepherd’s boy.” She swatted Gwyn’s backside with the ladle. “Off with you, go on.”

Gwyn chuckled and trotted out of the kitchen and into a long gallery. His feet echoed against the flagstones. He cast a glance out the windows to find that full dawn had banished grey in favor of a thousand shades of green and brilliant gold. He could hear the geese and chickens griping and dogs barking as the carriage rolled along the private drive leading to the house. Gwyn thought he heard the crunch of gravel and his heart leapt.

Lawen! Home, at last. How long had it been? A year or longer. Mount Vinwen had felt hollow in his absence, though none of the others appeared to notice.

Gwyn reached his room, brushed off his trousers to dislodge any dirt or wood splinters, and changed his coarse shirt for fine woven linen. He slipped on stockings, yanked on a pair of polished boots, then caught his hair in a ponytail. A last inspection in his mirror. Gwyn awarded himself a curt, militaristic nod. He tugged one last time on his long shirt front, wrapped his belt atop it, clicked his heels, and headed downstairs.

In the main vestibule he found the rest of the ren Terares assembled, even Mother, though her lips pressed tight and her eyebrows arched above eyes sharp as needles. She turned toward Gwyn as he reached the bottom of the sweeping staircase and her gaze softened.

“Gwyn, dearheart. Thank you for not looking like a peasant this morning.”

He kissed her cheeks. “Good morning, Mother. I thought this occasion warranted the change.”

She sighed. “Yes, I suppose the master is home today.”

Gwyn brushed off her tone, not willing to let it seep in. He could understand her resentment in a way. Last year Tynveer ren Terare, Gwyn and Lawen’s blood father, had been killed in a skirmish against the savage Ilidreth. Now Lawen was the master of Mount Vinwen, and Mother, Tynveer’s second wife after Lawen’s mother had passed, now suspected her stepson would soon send her and her three children to live at another of his estates, but Gwyn knew better. There was no kinder soul in all Simaerin than his elder half-brother.

The sound of crunching gravel outside the front doors ceased as the carriage bounced to a stop. Gwyn’s younger sisters laughed and tumbled forward as the servants pulled the manor doors aside to admit the Master of Vinwen.

AUTHOR BIO:


Writer of fantasy, magic weaver, dragon rider! Having spent the past 20 years devotedly writing fantasy, it's safe to say M. H. Woodscourt is now more fae than human.

Her published titles include The Crow King, book one of her YA/High Fantasy Wintervale series, A Liar in Paradise and Key of Paradise of her YA/Portal Fantasy Paradise series, as well as October Cove, an Urban Fantasy novella.

All of her fantasy worlds connect with each other in a broad Universe, forged with love, sadism, and no small measure of blood, sweat, and tears. When she's not writing, she's napping or reading a book with a mug of hot cocoa close at hand.


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