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Cover Reveal for F U Cancer by Hilaria Alexander ~November 30, 2015!

Title: F U Cancer
Author: Hilaria Alexander
Release Date: Dec 29, 2015
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Lucy has always been a good girl. The most hardcore thing she’s done in her life was falling for a divorced man ten years her senior.
But he was the love of her life and she married him. When her Peter Pan of a husband decided to divorce her, she thought it was her chance to start anew. That was until she was diagnosed with breast cancer. Besides looking like Britney circa 2007, she is taking it well, real well. You might see her walk around the hospital during chemo sessions with bright colored wigs and outrageous t-shirts that seem to shock the most conservative employees. One of them reads F U CANCER.
I found him leaning against my car in the parking lot.
I got a Sixteen Candles flashback. He looked just as cool as Jake Ryan. The only difference was that he was leaning against my car, not his.
Oh, to be sixteen again. And make the same mistakes over and over. I wanted to get in the car with him and make out until I couldn’t feel my lips anymore. I instinctively touched my lips and smiled to myself.
I met his eyes and smiled, but he gave me a serious, dark look.
Uh-oh. This wasn’t going to be good. The butterflies in my stomach would be dead and gone pretty soon.
I let out a breath, mentally preparing to his apology.
It was a mistake, we shouldn’t have…I shouldn’t have started it. Ugh.
He looked nervous, and so was I. This was going to be a mess.
Then, suddenly, I knew how to break the tension.
“If you’re hitting me up in this parking lot to score more crack, I’m sorry to say you’re on the wrong track,” I told him, smiling, as I approached the car.
“What?” He looked confused as if the thought hadn’t even crossed his mind. Huh.
“Come on, you already went through your whole bag of candy or most of it, and you want to know if I can get you some more.”
“More?”
“Yes, more. You want more Bonkers, right? I should have known better. I’m basically feeding an addict now. Shame on me,” I teased.
“I didn’t want to ask for more candy,” he laughed.
“Is this about the other night?” I asked him, unable to hide the frown on my face.
“Yes,” he replied. He just stared at me but added nothing else.
“I know what you’re going to say,” I told him. 
“You do?” he asked and gave me a suspicious look.
“Yes. It’s okay, really. You don’t have to say anything.”
“What do you think I’m going to say?”
“You’re going to say you think it was a mistake…we shouldn’t have done it, yada yada yada,” I said gesturing. He cracked a smile. “You’re going to say it was just a spur of the moment, which it was. It was a great spur of the moment.”
He nodded in agreement.
“It was a great spur of the moment!” He flashed a charming smile.
“It was, wasn’t it?” I leaned against the car next to him, feeling a little more relaxed. He didn’t seem too upset about the kiss, after all. I felt suddenly lighter as if a weight had been lifted from my shoulders.
“Yes, it was a spur of the moment. But it wasn’t a mistake,” he said. He stuffed his hands in the pockets of his jeans and gave me a look that made my stomach flip, and my heart took off, happily drumming away.
Now I was just dying to hear the rest, but he just kept staring at me. 
“It wasn’t?” I asked and he just shook his head slightly, failing to contain a smug smile.
“The reason why I ran out the other night,” he started, “well part of it has to with the fact that I’m a doctor and you’re a patient here. I go back and forth thinking is not very professional of me to engage with you–”
I started laughing. I couldn’t help it. 
“What?”
“It sounds like you’re the teacher and I’m the underage school girl,” I laughed.
He laughed with me, and I loved the way his eyes brightened when he did.
“I don’t think we are breaking any rules. Technically. Well, I’m not completely sure, but it wouldn’t seem like it.” I gave him a flirty grin.
He placed an arm on top of the car and he turned around, leaning toward me. He was dangerously close, and I had to remind myself to keep my horny hormones in check.
“Well, when I got home I regretted leaving, but another reason why I did it is because I thought we were rushing it. Actually, let me rephrase that: I was the one rushing things–”
“You left because you thought we were going to fast?”
“Well…yes. I mean I might have gone a little too far that night. It doesn’t mean I didn’t enjoy every second of it, but I felt like I was the one pouncing you.”
I burst out laughing because he sounded ridiculous. Did he think I regretted him coming after me in the pool? Quite the contrary. He stopped talking, and I saw his eyes fixated on my mouth. A devilish grin spread across his face. My laughter subsided, and my breath hitched. The way he was looking at me made me feel like I hadn’t felt in a while.
He looked at me as if I was desirable. I hadn’t been desired in a long time. I could have understood if he had been attracted to me under normal circumstances, but I was not the same Lucy anymore. Therefore, I had no idea how could he possibly be attracted to me.
“I like you, Lucy. I want to go out with you. We’d probably better keep it on the down low, but I want to see you. Away from here.” He looked around in the parking lot, but we were alone. He then looked at me as if waiting for an answer, but I was still processing his words.
“What? You’re crazy,” I told him. There was both shock and thrill in the tone of my voice.  I was perplexed and flattered.
“Am I? Why? You’re still single, right?” It sounded like he was mocking me. Ha ha. I frowned and narrowed my eyes at him. I didn’t understand what game he was playing. Was he really asking me out?
This was crazy. Bananas. Completely idiotic.
“Why? For one, I’m sick.”
“I’m around sick people all the time,” he said, the corner of his lips twitching up.
“I’m toxic. Literally.”
“Nahhhh. You’re not that bad. I don’t think your toxicity levels can get in the way of dating.”
I couldn’t believe it. I thought he was just going to apologize for not calling me. I never thought he’d say he wants to see me. Me. Did he have any idea of what he was asking? He needed a good dose of reality.
Time to lay down the ugly truth.
“You want to date me, huh? Some days I can barely hold myself up together. I have no hair left save for my eyebrows and eyelashes and when I look at my reflection, I feel like I’m staring at an alien. I have an ugly looking breast that reminds me every second of my life what’s wrong with me. I’m at the lowest I’ve ever been. And you want to date me?”
My words left him completely unfazed. He still wore a silly smile on his face. I had just given him a half dozen reasons why he should leave me alone and he didn’t seem worried in the slightest.
“Don’t you realize I’m probably the most qualified person? I’m indirectly a pro at all the things you just listed. No one can understand it better than me because I deal with it every day.” The tone of his voice was cheerful, but then a thought clouded his eyes. “Well, I guess the only person who could be more qualified than me would be a cancer patient or a cancer survivor because they would really know what it means to have experienced what you’re going through. But I’m a close second.”
He sounded almost cocky. This was a side of him I had never seen before. I knew I should have been turned off by it, but I instead I was intrigued by this super confident version of Dr. F. I hated to admit it.
“I don’t think–”
“How about Friday?” he asked.
“I can’t.”
“You can’t or you’re making up some kind of excuse in that pretty alien head of yours?”
I broke into a smile. “No, I really have plans. Family dinner.”
Hilaria Alexander was born and raised in the south of Italy, where her family still lives. She attended college in Naples and spent one year in Tokyo, Japan, as part of a student exchange program because she was crazy enough to pick Japanese language as her major. She now lives in Oklahoma City with her husband and kids.
When she isn’t at work, she is reading, catching up on her favorite TV shows and coming up with new stories she doesn’t have time to write. She loves traveling and is a self-proclaimed concert addict. If you have questions about her, including how an Italian ends up moving to Oklahoma, ask her on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram. She’s the author of Prude and This Love. F U Cancer is her third novel.

 

Cover Reveal for Chasing Spring by R.S. Grey ~ November 30, 2015!

Title: Chasing Spring
Author: R.S. Grey
Release Date: Feb 1, 2016
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I thought I’d left Blackwater, Texas behind for good. I didn’t belong in the small town, but my dad wouldn’t listen. He dragged me back home in his beat-up truck and dropped a bomb along the way: Chase Matthews was moving in with us. He was the golden boy of my high school, my former best friend, and the last person I wanted sleeping across the hall. His presence was too great a reminder of the ghosts I was trying to forget.
I didn’t ask for a hero. I don’t want to be saved.
To me, Lilah Calloway meant late nights sneakin’ out, moonlit hair, and sparklers in July. She was my best friend until the day she left and I’d assumed Blackwater had seen the last of her. Then, like a tempest, she rolled back into town for the final half of senior year. The chopped hair and dark devil-may-care attitude warned most people away, but I knew if I fought hard enough, I could find the lost girl.
I didn’t want to be her hero. Some girls don’t need to be saved.
I am a lover of books, chocolate, reality TV, black labs, and cold weather. Seriously, if I had it my way, I would be curled up on the couch with all of those things… everyday.
I live in Texas where I spend my free time writing and reading. My favorite authors include Mindy Kaling & Jonathan Safran Foer. I’m a comedy geek and love all things “funny”. Women like Tina Fey, Amy Poehler, and Mindy Kaling are definitely the biggest inspirations for my writing, though I think my work tends to skew a bit smuttier than theirs.

 

Blog Tour for Floured by Lane Martin – November 27th.

Title: Floured
Author: Lane Martin
Release Date: Nov 12, 2015
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Emily Barnes likes things measured and timed, just like any baker. When she loses the apartment that she needs to run her home-based muffin business, she’s faced with a choice: couch surfing at her very loud best friends’ separated by thin walls or house sitting an otherwise empty Upper East Side luxury apartment overlooking Central Park. Obviously it’s a no-brainer for this smart cookie.
Declan Hayes is used to people asking things of him and saying no. However, for Maggie, his parent’s cook and housekeeper, he would do just about anything, including going over to his parent’s apartment to check on her pseudo niece who is staying there. His plan was to get in and get out, but the second he saw her, something changed. Something about her sparked the normally cold and dismal place to life; she made it warm and inviting. He finally understood the phrase “there’s no place like home.”
Can Emily and Declan trust the timing of their lives or adjust the lens from which they see them?
Hope, faith, trust and…love?
Will these things be enough for Emily and Declan to get the one thing they both never thought they needed in life?
It’s a good thing they are “Floured” because life is about to get sticky.
“He seems so perfect, Nat, but then he says things that confuse me.”
“Like?”
“He asked me to forgive him and said this was all new to him, and Marissa acted like she was a jealous ex or something. I don’t understand it. When I asked him if they dated, he said they had a “history” but that he wouldn’t call it dating.”
“Maybe they just bumped fuzzies in the wine cellar.”
“Did you really just say that?”
“What would you like me to say? They shagged, boinked, screwed, banged, humped, or fucked? Take your pick.”
“How much time a day do you spend on Urban Dictionary?”
“What has my bride to be said now? Do I need to wash her mouth out?” Gabe asked as he approached us. It was sweet that my two best friends were checking up on me.
“Oh, baby, you know you love this dirty little mouth.”
“God, do you two need a room?” I asked as they practically began to maul each other. “I need to grab a few things and head back to the apartment for a nap.”
“Is that code for something else?” Gabe asked. I couldn’t help but roll my eyes at him.
“No, Gabe. I really need to go back to the apartment and get a few hours of sleep so that I can get ready for tomorrow.”
“Okay, but don’t forget about me, and it’s not too late to change your mind about coming to my parents tomorrow. You know the invitation is always open.”
“It’s all good, and I could never forget about you.” We said our goodbyes and I left.
I’m not sure if I walked or floated into the apartment. After placing my grocery bags in the kitchen, I headed back to bed. A fresh arrangement of flowers was on sitting on the nightstand. I was thankful that I had taken the time to remove one of the Bachelor Button’s from the arrangement to dry before I left. The faint scent of apple filled the room. The flowers were delicate and varied in color from white to pink. I quickly opened the card and read.
To the promise of more to come – Dec 
I never thought that I would write a novel, although my English teacher my freshman year in college told me that he would hunt me down if I wasn’t published by the time I was thirty. Well, thirty came and went. I was busy being a wife and working mother of two, and nobody came looking for me.
I doubt my sister thought she was about to change my life forever when she got me a book of “mommy porn” for my birthday in 2012, but that’s exactly what she did. After reading the first book in the trilogy, I rushed out and got the other two books. I became obsessed and read the series several times before learning about Fanfiction. Apparently, I wasn’t the only one who couldn’t get enough. The idea fascinated me and I thought, “I can do that.” I was a nervous wreck when I posted my first story, a one shot about my new favorite couple. One story lead to another and then another. My readers encouraged me to write something that was all mine, so that‘s what I did. Thank you to everyone who told me that I could do it. It wouldn’t have been possible without you.
I love reading, writing, traveling, and spending time with my family.  Thank you for going on this journey with me.

Lane Martin – Floured

 

Release Day Blitz for The Dead of Winter by Julie Solano and Tracy Justice!

Title: The Dead of Winter (Seasons of Jefferson #2)
Author: Julie Solano & Tracy Justice
Release Date: Nov 24, 2015
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For one group of teens, a cruel, twisted fall changed everything.
Relationships. Trust. Destiny. 
Now, living with the harsh consequences of their choices, is there hope to mend what fall has left broken? 
Find out as the story continues.
The weight of a thousand elephants pushes against my shoulders.  I can’t handle it anymore.  I’m dying inside.  I can’t move.  I can’t breathe.  A low wail escapes my searing throat.  Nothing can hold it back.  Slowly sliding down the wall, I tuck myself into a ball, and weep like a baby. 
Moments later, I wince at Jenna’s unexpected voice, “Come on! You’ve got to get up now.” 
“I can’t go!  Not now!”  I gasp, wiping the residual tears from my eyes. 
She continues to tug at me.  “You are not going to sit here and feel sorry for yourself.  You and I both know that you’re not the one to blame for this.  Get your ass up!”
I slowly start to inch my way up and off the wall.  I’m so shaky, I teeter back and forth like a toddler learning to balance for the first time. 
Looking down at the motionless body is horrifying.  Tears well up and beat at the back of my eyes.  She is barely recognizable.  Her face is pale and bloated.  My GodThis is worse than I imagined.  I want to erase the horrifying image I see lying before me. 
I shake my head and pull my hand up to wipe the tears that are starting to slip from my eyes.  Get it together. You don’t have much time. 
When Fall Breaks (#1) – Released: March 5, 2015

Kaitlyn Woodley is a beautiful, determined, high school senior, who embraces her small-town roots and country life. She’s studious, musically gifted, and headed for a successful career in swimming. Aside from a catty group of jealous girls, who taunt her mercilessly, Kaitlyn’s dreams are well within her reach. That is, until she becomes tangled up with the handsome Pistol Black, a rodeo cowboy, who not only turns every girl’s head in the county, but also turns her perfect world upside down. 

Kaitlyn’s overprotective twin brother and best friends, begin to see signs that make them question Pistol’s subtle control over her. As secrets are unveiled, they intervene to save her from a possible path of destruction. To their surprise, when best friend Brody steps in to protect her, newly discovered feelings complicate an already volatile situation. Soon, everything begins to change. Old feelings die, new feelings emerge, and the once beautiful path they had traveled over summer, begins to alter with the season.

Will Kaitlyn’s closest friends be able to pull her from the destructive path she’s been led to follow? As the winds of time blast through their lives, the loyalty toward their best friend will remain stronger than ever. They are determined to protect her, even if one of them ends up getting hurt in the hunt for safety. One thing is for certain, none of this close group of friends will be left untouched when fall breaks.

Julie Solano has lived in far Northern California, nearly her entire life.  She graduated from CSU, Chico, where she majored in Psychology and minored in Child Development.  She later went on to Simpson University where she obtained her multiple subject teaching credential.  Julie enjoys life in the “State of Jefferson” where she lives with her husband and two children.  As a family, they spend their time tromping around the Marble Mountains and Russian Wilder-ness.  They also take pleasure in rafting, skiing, snowmobiling, off-roading, campfires, and living it up in the great outdoors.  When she’s not with her family, Julie spends her days teaching next door to her co-author, fellow prankster, and partner in crime, Tracy.  The most recent of their crazy adventures was to take on the challenge of writing this silly, little novel about life in their neck of the woods.  They hope you have fun reading this story which was inspired by their small town, rural upbringing, and the personalities of their four children.

Born and raised in Northern California, Tracy Justice is a wife, mother, and full-time teacher. She graduated from CSU, Chico with a Bachelor of Arts Degree in Liberal Arts. One of her fondest memories growing up was herding cattle in the Marble Mountains with her family. She enjoys spending time with her family and friends, riding horses, running, hiking, swimming, and of course reading. After some encouragement from Julie, she decided to add “Coauthor” to her ever growing bucket list. She never knew how much fun it would be to write a book with her best friend. She hopes you enjoy reading this story as much as they enjoyed writing it.

 

Release Day Blitz for Astaroth (Harbinger Novella #2) by Jennifer Field!

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Title: Astaroth (Harbinger Novella #2)
Author: Jennifer Field
Genre: Paranormal Erotica
Release Date: Nov 24, 2015
Abigale Colebrook married a man she thought would sweep her off her feet and into the lap of luxury. Only, the man he portrayed was very different from the man he really was. Dark secrets lay within the Colebrook Estate and she finds herself being used as nothing more than a pawn in Lairds’ sick games.
That is, until a handsome stranger rings their doorbell. 
He was sent by Pesta to meet Laird Colebrook and locate the legendary statue of Asher and Faye, but no relic could compare to the blonde beauty that swept into his heart.
The moment he laid eyes on Abigale Colebrook, he knew he had to have her. And the moment he kissed her, he knew no one would get in his way. It didn’t matter that her husband was the very man he came to do business with, the very man who controlled her every move.
He was Astaroth, one of the seven princes of the underworld, commander of forty legions, and the leader of the seven armies–no one could take from him what he desired.
She broke their kiss and tried to pull back to look into his amazing eyes, but he pulled her head into his chest and kissed her hair. He held her so tightly, she could barely breathe.
“Do you still trust me?” he whispered, his lips never leaving her head, his hold not allowing her to move. He felt the slightest nod of her head and his arms fell to his side, freeing her from his grasp.
Abby’s body shot straight up, a look of anger on her face. She obviously hadn’t liked not being able to move, but it had been his only option. Slowly, he saw the change in her features as her brain began to register she was no longer safely in her bed. Her eyes darted around
Roth’s bedroom, from the ancient wall sconces burning on the stone walls to the heavy drapes hanging on his ten foot windows.
“Where…how…where?” she asked, her eyes moving back to his.
He rested his hands on her hips, feeling her entire body tremble. What had he done? “We’re in my bedroom.”
She scurried away from him and off the bed. Standing on shaky legs, she stumbled away from Roth, her brain trying to process what had just happened. One minute, she was in her room, and the next, she wasn’t sure.
A knock at the door distracted her from her obvious hallucination.
“Go away!” Roth’s deep and powerful voice yelled a moment too late. Sheer panic overtook her as a large boar-like creature stepped into the room. Her scream of terror probably resonated throughout all of the Underworld as her shaky legs collapsed beneath her. Roth’s movement from the bed couldn’t have been seen with the human eye, and his muscular arms caught her before she could even hit the ground.
“I said go away and don’t disturb
me again or I’ll have your head on a spike!” He cradled her delicate body in his arms and carried her to a black leather chaise near the window. Kneeling beside her, he lovingly brushed her blonde hair away from her face and softly kissed her temple. “N’anya, Abby, wake up.”
After a few moments, her eyes fluttered, and for a moment, a sweet smile came across her face. Then, the look he dreaded—fear and hatred shadowed her beautiful blue eyes. “What are you?”
He kept his voice just above a whisper as he spoke. “I’m Astaroth, one of the seven princes of the Underworld, commander of forty legions, and the man who’s in love with you.”
She currently lives in Western Massachusetts and has a love for adventure that makes her who she truly is. As an avid mountain climber & hiker it is not unusual for her to be hanging off of a 5.9 in the Adirondacks or the Shawangunk Mountain ranges. During the off-season of climbing, also known as winter, she attends the New England Center for Circus Arts where she studied static trapeze (think Cirque rather than Circus). 
She’s an only child so has her mother to thank for her over active imagination and knack for storytelling. Over the years she’s written several short stories of the “naughty” nature. But had never envisioned herself as a writer. Just someone who enjoyed telling a steamy story from time to time.

 

Cover Reveal for Restoration by Mindy A. Carter – November 23rd!

Title: Restoration & Forgiveness (Renovate #2)
Author: Mindy A. Carter
Release Date: Jan 18, 2016
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When I ran back home, I wasn’t prepared for the reminders of him everywhere I turned. I certainly never expected Keegan to follow. I thought I made myself clear – we were through. I didn’t want anything to do with him. But, he inserted himself back into my life, and there was nothing I could do. 

I pushed he pulled.

I ran and he chased me.

I cried and he wiped away the tears.

He just wouldn’t give up, and the battle my head and my heart are waging, is one I don’t want to be a part of. You see my head says be strong, but my heart is saying I belong to him, and always will.

What does one do when her heart can easily forgive, yet her head refuses to.

Can Keegan, and I restore our fairy tale, or will our story be closed for good?

 

“Let’s dance,” I tell Delaney.  I’m feeling pretty good and the music is loud. It’s a perfect cover to get away from him.
I grab Delaney’s hand and drag her to the dance floor.  I don’t look back, letting the music and alcohol course through my body as I move my hips with the beat.   
After a while, I head to the bathroom, needing a break from the sweaty dance floor. Delaney heads back to the bar to get us more drinks, which I’m sure I don’t need since I already feel like I’m having a hard time walking a straight line.  Luckily all goes well in the ladies room, and I’m able to use the facilities without help.  I giggle at what an awesome drunk I am.
           
I walk out with a smile on my face when suddenly someone catches my arm and turns me around, my back against a wall.  My heart speeds up and for a split second I don’t recognize who has grabbed me until I hear the low timbre of his voice.
“Are you drunk?”
           
I look into Keegan’s eyes while he holds both of my arms – he’s trapped me.
“Maybe a little.”
He looks angry, and for some reason my drunk self thinks the way he’s looking at me is hilarious.
“You need to be careful, anyone could take advantage of you right now, Aimee.”
“I’m not alone I’m with Delaney.” I remind him.
He tilts his head as his green eyes bore into me. “Who is also wasted.”
“Well if it weren’t for you I wouldn’t need to be here,” I shoot back.
“If it weren’t for me you would have fallen over, the way you were stumbling out of the bathroom, I’m surprised you didn’t wipe out,” he growls.
“What are you, a stalker Keegan? I don’t remember you being this creepy before, must have picked it up from your blonde banshee.”
He looks at me confused, but then I see his eyes turn from anger to regret.
I reach up to touch his cheek. “Your eyes are so blue, like the ocean. Did you know you have the most beautiful eyes on the planet?” Did I say that out loud? Oh shit!
He looks at me and then his lips curve up into that panty-dropping smile, and I know if he decided to take me here I wouldn’t protest.  My head gets all foggy when he is this close.
He must see my walls fall at that moment, because his warm lips descend on me, and I can’t help but pull him close as our lips meet. It’s an explosion of everything I’ve been feeling in the last few days – anger, passion, hurt, and wanting.  We devour each other.   My head is telling me to stop, but I can’t.  His power over me is too strong.  Everything else around us falls away. His warm hand slides under my shirt shooting a tingle down my spine that feels amazing.  I press into him trying to get closer.  When we come up for air, he places his forehead against mine.
           
“To the stars,” he whispers.
I pull away and I look up to him. “The stars are too far away Keegan, no on will ever reach them. Even if you could touch one they’d burn you to ash.”
He releases his hold on me and I’m free, I’m almost sober now and flee to the front of the bar and out the door. The farther away I get from Keegan, the better.  I’m this close to forgiving him, but having been drinking, I don’t trust myself.  I can’t be held responsible for my actions right now. At least that’s what I tell myself once I step outside and look up at the sky. Up to the twinkling stars, wishing just once I could touch them.
Skyscrapers & Camelot (Renovate #1)

Keegan was my world since I was six years old. When he walked out of my life, I was certain I would never see him again. He broke my heart, but truthfully I only have myself to blame. Now I’m looking into his incredibly beautiful blue eyes. He came back into my life as quickly as he left. Both of us have changed over the years, but I can’t imagine living another day without him. 

My name is Aimee, and this is the story of how I lost and found my best friend and love of my life. The journey may be tough but there is no denying that Keegan, and I were destined to be together. He rescued me the day we met and had always been my prince charming. One thing I’m sure of, I’m not letting my happily ever after get away this time.

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Mindy has been in love with love, as long as she can remember. As a child, you could find Mindy engrossed in fairytale books and dreaming of her happily ever after. She was lucky enough to find her prince charming and lives in Ohio with him and her four precarious children. 

 

Blog Tour For Somewhere in Between by Samatha Harris!

Alexandra McCabe​ is disconnected from the world, grieving the loss of her parents…


Content with studying and keeping to herself, Alex has no interest in the campus playboy, Drew Collins, trying to get close to her. But even dousing him with beer doesn’t deter the easy-going charmer, and against her better judgment, the pair fall into a reluctant friendship.


Drew is bored with college life, and Alex’s romantic rejection intrigues him…


Their friendship is good for both of them, but Drew is used to getting what he wants, and he’s tired of shallow sorority girls. He’s much more interested in the feisty redhead, but despite his growing feeling, Alex keeps him firmly in the friend zone.


Old heartaches and new tragedies deepen a complicated relationship…


Whatever life throws their way, Alex and Drew remain best friends with their own traditions. Drew is Alex’s family, her rock, and Alex keeps Drew grounded, always challenging him to better himself.


When years of buried feelings rush to the surface, they threaten to change everything…


Drew promised his mother he’d tell Alex how he feels, when the time is right-but how will he know when that is? Alex is terrified to reveal those ‘three little words’ certain Drew doesn’t feel the same, and she’ll lose the only family she has.


Should Alex and Drew open their hearts, and risk being crushed? Should they be satisfied with a deep, lifelong friendship? Or does the only chance for happiness lie…

Somewhere In Between?

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I walked into Spike’s a half hour later and David was already there with a pitcher of beer and a huge plate of nachos. I gave him a hug, clapping him on the back.
“You look like shit,” he said.
“Thanks.”
“What’s up? Rough night?” He didn’t even know the half of it.
“If we are going to get into this, I’m going to need a shot.” I flagged down the waitress and ordered a shot of Jack Daniels.
“This is serious,” David said.
The waitress came back quickly with my drink and set it down in front of me with a glare. She looked familiar, but I couldn’t place her.  I took the shot and waved at the waitress to bring me another.
“Dude, what is with you?”
“Alex. Fucking Alex”
“You’re fucking Alex?”  
“What? No! I’m not fucking her. I’m starting to, you know…”
“You’re starting to what?” A ghost of a grin appeared on his face.
“Come on, man. Don’t make me say it.”
“Oh, I’m going to make you say it.”
“I’m starting to have feelings for her, okay, asshole! Is that what you want to hear?” I dropped my head into my hands.
“To be honest, I didn’t think you were capable.”
“Of what? Having feelings? Or falling for her?”
“Falling for her?” he asked. “You said you were starting to have feelings for her. Now you are falling for her?”
“Yeah. So?” I stared down into my beer, unable to look him in the eye.
“So? There is a big difference, man. You have feelings for some nice girl you’ve been out with a few times. You fall for the girl and game over.”
“Look, I don’t know which one it is, okay? This shit is new to me. I don’t do relationships. Hell, I do everything I can to avoid them.”
“That’s for damn sure,” the waitress mumbled, slamming my drink down in front of me.
“I’m sorry. Do I know you?” I snapped.
Her eyes narrowed and she slapped me hard across my cheek. She glared at me for a minute before I noticed her name tag. Tracy. Shit, she was that girl from before the house warming party. Well, that explained the slap. She huffed and stomped off as I pressed a hand to my cheek. I guess I deserved that.
David was trying desperately to contain his laughter and I glared at him as I tossed back the second shot. Odds are Tracy probably spit in it.
Samatha “Sam” Harris lives near Baltimore, Maryland with her husband David and daughter Ava. Born in Florida, she migrated north which most people agree was a little backwards. She has been an artist all of her life, a Tattoo Artist for more than ten years, and a storyteller since she was a kid.
Sam has a slightly unhealthy love for Frank Sinatra, classic movies, and Jazz and Blues music, but her first love will always be reading. From Romance, to Thrillers, to Historical Fiction and everything in between, she loves to become a part of the story. As a writer she tells the stories that she would want to read.

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Cover Reveal for Tutu’s and Cowboy Boots by Casey Peeler – November 23rd!

Title: Tutu’s & Cowboy Boots
Author: Casey Peeler
Release Date: Dec 28, 2015
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Cadence Lewis has been dancing since she could walk. Living in New York with her parents she has the chance to go to the best dance school in the country, but when her father does the unthinkable she’s forced to leave her dreams behind and move to a small southern town with her mom.  Cadence is having a hard time adjusting to her new life when she meets Jade Carpenter.  Jade starts to show Cadence that small-town life isn’t so bad, but when Cadence has a chance to go back to New York she is on the next flight and will do anything to get her old life back.

 

As I approach the house, I can see that Gran is already in the garden. Knowing this isn’t going to go well with her, I suck it up and just deal with this shit literally.
“Lord have mercy, child. What happened to ya?” Gran says, looking toward me.
“Your boy down there had me take the cow shit to the compost pile and you can see the shit won,” I say with my arms crossed.
“Bless your heart. Did you not use the tractor?”
“Tractor?” At that exact moment, I hear an engine and I’ll be damned. Barrick is using a bucket to haul the rest of the manure down there. He looks toward us and waves. It’s on like donkey kong.

Casey Peeler grew up in North Carolina and still lives there with her husband and daughter.
Growing up Casey wasn’t an avid reader or writer, but after reading Their Eyes Were Watching God by Zora Neal Hurston during her senior year of high school, and multiple Nicholas Sparks’ novels, she found a hidden love and appreciation for reading.  That love ignited the passion for writing several years later, and her writing style combines real life scenarios with morals and values teenagers need in their daily lives.
When Casey isn’t writing, you can find her near a body of water listening to country music with a cold beverage and a great book.
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Cover Reveal for The Final KO by Jessica Florence – November 19th!

Today we have the gorgeous cover reveal for Jessica Florence’s THE FINAL KO. Check out the excerpt she’s sharing with us and enter to win a giftcard!!

 

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About The Final KO:

I fight bitches for a living.

Which makes finding a decent guy hard when you’re a female MMA fighter. None of them have been my equal. I yearn for a man who can push me to reach new heights and challenge me. A man who will treat me like a lady then lift me up by my ass and impale me against the wall.

But when Arson Kade, MMA’s top fighter and notorious manwhore declares he’s that man for me I have my doubts. Any sane woman would.

There seems to be more to Arson than the rumors that surround him, but will it make me fall hard or run for the hills?

I know I’ve got no choice but to hold on for the ride.

It’s the main event and my heart’s on the line

But will it be the Final KO?

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Exclusive Excerpt

“Your boyfriend. He’s a prick. You deserve better.” He stopped a foot away from me, my four inch heels brought us to an even height. His breath mingled with mine. I was too stunned to move. This man who I found extremely attractive was in my space, making my body start to short circuit, telling me my boyfriend was a prick. Boyfriend?

 

“He’s not my boyfriend. My agent sent him as my date.” I felt a strange need to let him know that I wasn’t attached. His eyes closed and he took a deep breath. When they opened again I swear I could have orgasmed right there in the garden. The eye fucking he was giving me was so raw I found myself leaning in to get closer.

 

“Good. You deserve so much more.” I took a step back, trying to disconnect whatever this was. He was Arson fucking Kade. MMA’s notorious bad boy. I didn’t need that. He was not the man I was looking for. I tried to take another step but his strong arms reached out and brought me flushed against his hard body. I didn’t even think there was any words for how his body pressed up against mine made me feel. Every part of me was alive and sensitive.

 

“Ask me what you deserve.” His breath danced across my cheek. I complied without a fight.

 

“What do I deserve?” I spoke softly, while looking into his eyes. A low rumble came from his chest and I knew I had pleased him. I felt my sex start to throb from the feeling of pleasing this man.

 

“You deserve to be treated like the fucking warrior goddess you are. Beautiful, strong, perfect. You deserve a man that can worship your body all night softly, then pull your hair back and fuck you till you scream out in release, over and over. You deserve an equal in life, but a man to dominate you in bed. You deserve the flowers and the fucks.” His fingers gripped my bare back harder. Bringing me closer to him. His hips flexed and I felt his cock hard against my sex. I mewled at the feeling. God I wanted exactly what he said. I wanted it so badly. It’s actually all I have ever wanted but could never find. Sparks flew throughout my nerves as his nose ran along my neck. The feeling of his breath and soft touch was thrilling and yet terrifying. He affected me so strongly. Did he think he was that man he described? I wasn’t so sure. Arson Kade didn’t do flowers, he just did the fucks.

“I don’t even know you.” I whispered but still allowed him to hold me close and tease me with his nose touching me.

“You will.” His voice was strong but whispered like mine. Shivers broke out over my skin.

 

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About Jessica Florence:

1048276_10151425332561710_150566047_oJessica Florence, Author of Erotic Romance.

Writer of Surviving Valentine. The of The Heart trilogy, Evergreen,Guiding lights, The Final KO.

When she’s not writing her next invigorating story. You can find her running her own business, and spending time with her husband and daughter in southwest florida.

Jessica loves to interact with her readers, find her on

https://www.facebook.com/JessicaFlorenceAuthor

Www.JessicaFlorenceAuthor.com

JessicaFlorenceAuthor@gmail.com

https://twitter.com/florence_jess

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☆.•°*°•.☆ Release Blitz ☆.•°*°•.☆ Title: Freed by Him Series: Fighting Free Series Author: GL Chapple

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Title: Freed by Him
Series: Fighting Free Series
Author: GL Chapple
Genre: Contemporary Romance / Suspense
Release date: November 19th 2015

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He hurt me
He broke me
He almost destroyed me
Nobody was ever going to do that to me again. I learnt to fight back. I made myself tougher, harder, stronger. I didn’t want or need anyone.
Until Nate Masters.
Until he made me feel, want and need
Then my carefully constructed world began falling apart around me. Secrets shattering my faith in those closest to me and with the nightmare from my past pushing its way back into my present, I don’t know how much strength I have left to fight with…
Could I trust him? Give someone the power to hurt me again? He’s determined to break me free from behind my walls of self preservation
I’m just not sure I’m ready or willing to be Freed by Him….

***Due to possible ‘triggers’ and adult nature of this book it is not intended for those under 18.

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He looked over at me, annoyance on his features. “Last time you had sex with a woman?” he demanded.
I spluttered “Gramps! You want me to tell you the last time I was with a woman?” I asked incredulously.
“I’m not interested in the last time you gave your wrist a work out!” He deadpanned, and I barked out a laugh at him,
“Jesus, Gramps! Can’t you be like other old men?!” I shook my head at him but he still looked at me, waiting.
“Bloody hell” I cursed, cringing knowing that he wouldn’t let the conversation go.
“I dunno why you feel the need to know, 6 days ago. Satisfied?”
He fixed me with a stare. “You trying to be funny, boy? I’ve not been satisfied for nearly two weeks. I’m a grown man who fought for his bloody country, and if I want…”
I interrupted his rant. “Wait! How’d you get it two weeks ago?” I looked at him puzzled, and a slow grin spread over his face.
“Betty stays here quite regularly, boy. We were just unlucky last night, in that the silly old witch next door fell over.”

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I’m currently a SAHM to two little ones. I live in Wales in the UK and spend a huge amount of time at the beach, despite our climate…
I don’t drink any hot drinks despite trying my best to make myself like coffee! I love reading – obviously, writing and music, and hot sunny days which we never get enough of!
I’ve dreamed of writing my whole life and would often pen short stories as a child. Unfortunately, life took over and reading and writing were forced to take a back seat for the last few years. Until my husband bought me a kindle last Christmas, and well, suddenly everything changed…

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