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Book Blitz for Titanium by Zeia Jameson.

Title: Titanium
Author: Zeia Jameson
Release Date: April 19, 2016
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I was once told I was unbreakable and I believed it.
But when everything I held dear was lost, I had no choice but to shatter.

Every day, Kat laces up her gloves and fights away her demons.
When fighting doesn’t subside the pain, scotch and promiscuity beckon.
Her life has no purpose.
She has no viable future.
And she wishes she’d never met Kevin Fitzpatrick.

He annoys her profusely.
He asks too many questions.
He follows her like a stalker.

But, strangely, she can’t seem to tear herself away from him.
There is something about him she can’t shake.

Kat has secrets, but so do the people who claim to have her best interests at heart.
When all is revealed and the dust settles, will Kat be knocked down for the count, once and for all?
Or can the pieces of her broken past help her become indestructible once again?

“Why are you here?” I ask as I sniffle.
“Have you been crying?” Kevin replies, setting the bowl down onto the coffee table.
Placing the backside of my hand under my nose, I lie. “It’s just a cold.” I reach for a box of tissues nearby.
“I don’t believe you.”
I turn back to him, raise my arm, and point toward the door. “You can leave,” I demand.
“Kat, please. Don’t shut me out. I thought…I thought we were in a good place with each other.”
I shake my head. “Don’t act like you want to be close to me. You and Jo are only using me as some sort of humanity project.”
“It’s not like that at all. We want to help you heal,” Kevin implores.
“I have Robitussin. I’ll be fine.”
“No, that’s not what I mean and you know it. We want to help you heal from what’s made you so bitter about life.”
“Why do you care?” I asked, agitated by his efforts.
“Because I do.”
I sit on the sofa with a huff. “I’m fine.”
“Kat, look at me. You are not fine. Just tell me why and I’ll listen.”
“I don’t need a protector.”
“That’s apparent from the ninja skills you performed the other night.”
I roll my eyes. “I don’t need a babysitter either. I am a grown up.”
Kevin sits beside me, a little closer than I’m comfortable with. “I don’t want to protect you. I don’t want to babysit you. I want to be your friend. Maybe, more than a friend.”
My eyes go wide. I have no response.
“I care about you and I don’t care if you want me to or not. I do and it’s out of my control. And I don’t care whether you believe that I care about you. I’m not trying to use you. Neither is Jo. We’re not going to give up on you–” he points a finger to his chest, “I’m not going to give up on you.”
I take in his words but quickly reject them. “Sometimes, giving up is not your choice to make,” I say, sternly, trying desperately hard not to cry.
“Whose choice is it then?” Kevin asks.
I look at him. “Whoever controls fate.”
Zeia Jameson’s passion for writing compels her to get into the zone and type until her fingers go numb. When not submerged within her own stories, she enjoys curling up in her large reading chair, snuggling underneath a blanket, and feeding her addictions of coffee and reading. She is fond of humor and laughter and believes these are elements that keep the world sane and spinning.
Zeia lives in Georgia with her husband and daughter, where they spend most of their time exploring recipes, binging on Netflix, drawing chalk-art on sidewalks, and avoiding pollen at all costs.

 

Release Day Blitz for Blinding Lights by Jessica Florence!

 

 

 

Title: Blinding Lights
Series: Lights of Scotland #2 (Standalone)
Author: Jessica Florence
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: April 26, 2016

 

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She dances with a passion I’ll never know
Seeing her again tears me at the seams
She was never mine
My soul is stained with the darkness of death
I have killed
I have tortured
I have lost
Her soul is too bright for the shadows within.
and her determination to be the flame in my heart could kill us both
Still, I want her, I crave her
But not even her blinding lights can fight away the darkness threatening us both.
Eventually, everything gets snuffed out.
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Prologue

The speakers started playing a piano melody. At the first word of the song, Lily walked onto the stage, one foot in front of the other as her hands gracefully moved beside her. I watched her long starlight colored hair flow as she started to sway. Her head cast down. She rolled her body and stuck her long leg in the air behind her then spun in a circle. The material of her dancer’s skirt flowed around her like a pinwheel.

Her head went back down conveying sorrow. I wanted to lift her chin up. She should not be looking down, her beautiful amethyst eyes deserved to be seen. I hadn’t seen her dance since we were teens. I felt enraptured by her.

My eyes were glued as the singer started bellowing out the chorus. Her head whipped back again as she leapt into the air and spun. She landed on one foot, and her hands moved around her like a swan. I felt every bit of the emotions in my soul from the song through her dance. It was as if she herself was giving life to the words with every move of her body. She leapt, spun, and bounced around. She swayed back and forth as if she was being pulled between two forces.

My heart ached for her. The emotions in this dance were ones of devastation and regret. She fell to the ground lying on her back then her chest came up then fell back slowly, as if trying to bring herself back to life. Her hair swirled around her in soft waves. She got back up quickly and twirled to the back on the stage. With the last bit of the song, she ran and jumped into the air, spread her legs into a split into the air and landed. She gave it her all, she threw everything she had into the emotions of this dance. At the end she fell to the ground and crumpled.

I wanted to run to her, scoop her up, and tell her everything. But she could never be mine. I’d given up that dream years ago. I wasn’t even sure why I had stopped by to see her perform. I almost wish I hadn’t. To see her move with that much passion, so much that I could only dream to possess an ounce of it. I spared one last look at her as I stood. The crowd had erupted into cheers and screams in applause for her performance. She was smiling while flowers were placed in her hands as she took a bow to her audience.

Tears glistened on her rosy cheeks. She had such a powerful spirit in everything she did.

Not able to take anymore I turned and left the cheers and the woman I loved behind me. My soul was stained black with death. Someone as bright and pure as my Lily, deserved more. I think I had convinced myself if I saw her again that maybe I would change my mind to pursue her. To finally find peace in my life, but only to see her and feel just as I did when I left a few years ago. Devastated.

I walked out of the auditorium building promising myself that I wouldn’t try to see her anymore. It was just torture on my soul. I had to give her up completely. The hope of having Lily was left back on that stage with her.

I had jobs to do, that would be my only salvation in this hell of a life. 

I got on my bike and sped off as far away from my starlight as could.

 

 

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Jessica Florence, Kaleidoscope of Romance
Writer of Surviving Valentine. The of The Heart trilogy, Evergreen,Lights of Scotland Series, and 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.
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Blog Tour he SOMETHING MORE boxed set by Danielle Pearl.

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The Something More Boxed Set

Author: Danielle Pearl

Publication Date: April 18, 2016

Genre: New Adult Romance

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Normal (Book 1)

It’s the kind of situation most people would dread. Starting at a new high school, in the middle of my senior year, in a new town, in a new state. I know no one. No one knows me. That’s what I’m counting on.

A year ago, Aurora “Rory” Pine was just a normal teenage girl – just as sweet and naive as the fairy tale princess she was named after.

But this isn’t a year ago.

Rory is broken, and suffering from a new debilitating anxiety disorder, wrought with precarious triggers, she moves across the country to escape the source of her troubles. Her plan is anonymity, but that’s easier said than achieved for the new girl having a panic episode outside of calculus. The worst part? There’s a witness – and a gorgeous one at that.

Sam is a walking trigger for Rory. Incredibly handsome, built like the star athlete he obviously is, and undoubtedly popular, Sam outwardly represents everything Rory despises about high school. But as the fates keep throwing them together, a connection sparks that neither ever expected, and certainly can’t ignore.

But Sam has issues too, and Rory’s past won’t just stay in the damned past. When friendship evolves into something deeper, can a girl utterly destroyed by the worst kind of betrayal and a boy battling demons of his own ever have a normal relationship? Is that even what they want? Find out in NORMAL, a gritty story of trust and abuse, heartbreak and salvation, and if they’re lucky – love. This is not a flowery romance – not for the faint of heart.

 

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ReCap (Book 1.5)

Rory and Sam fell in love in NORMAL, and we all fell in love right along with them. Now see it all unfold through Sam’s eyes, and learn just how the new girl with anxiety issues stole the heart of the gorgeous heartthrob, and turned his world upside down.

You already heard the story. The one of how Rory and I fell in love, supposedly, even if she couldn’t handle it in the end. You know how it all went.

Or you think you do.

You only know her side. But I have my own point of view, and even Rory couldn’t know my thoughts in those few months it took for her to go from being a stranger to my whole entire world.

Every moment is permanently ingrained in my memory. In my goddamned soul. From the moment I stumbled upon the girl panicking outside of calculus – the one with the tight little body, the angelic face, and the fierce attitude – to the night she abandoned me in Miami. It was the sum of those moments that changed me irrevocably.

Our story isn’t over. I won’t let it be. But this, this is what happened so far, the way I saw it.

I’m Cap. Or Sam, to Rory. And this is my story.

 

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Okay (Book 2)

After the horrors she’s survived over the past year, Rory never expected to find the one thing she certainly wasn’t looking for – love. But after the painful realization that her past has left her a dangerous liability to the person she cares for the most, she finally understands that for her and Sam, love means letting go.

Can two people hopelessly in love ever revert back to just friends? Neither Rory nor Sam knows for sure. But the one thing they do know – it’s the only choice they have.

As Rory recovers from a devastating assault, Sam will do anything to make sure it never happens again. But how far will he go to keep her safe? Their choices will change everything, and they will either bring them back together, or destroy them irrevocably.

 

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I climb into the passenger seat of Carl’s Audi. She tells me that Tina is already at the party and we’ll meet her there. I look at the clock on her dashboard and estimate that I’ll need to kill about three hours before Mom goes to bed and I can sneak back home.

When we arrive, Tucker hands us both red plastic cups and points us to the keg, but I set mine down on the first flat surface I can find. I haven’t taken a pill today, but I still don’t really like to drink. Tina and Andrew are laughing and talking with a group of people and Carl goes off to join them while I hang back a few feet from the crowd. I watch as a minute later Tuck jogs over, slings his arm around Carl and plants an exaggerated wet kiss on her cheek. She playfully pushes him away, but it’s clear she doesn’t mean it. Everyone looks so happy and carefree… normal.

I don’t belong here.

“Having fun?”

I startle but catch myself quickly. Somehow I recognize Sam’s voice instantly, and his tone tells me he can tell just how much fun I’m having.

“Didn’t mean to sneak up on you.”

I shrug. “Tons,” I murmur, unenthused. “You?”

“A blast.” He matches my level of excitement. “Can I get you a drink?” he offers.

“I don’t really drink.”

“How about some water?”

“I- uh-“

He hands me his unopened bottle of Poland Spring, and my lips part to thank him, but for some reason I stay silent.

“You don’t seem to want to be here,” he observes.

I frown. He’s right, I don’t, but it’s rude of him to point it out, isn’t it?

“Neither do you,” I counter. Sam smiles, and it’s an unexpectedly wistful smile. I’m surprised by it. I’d expect something more cocky from such a gorgeous, confident guy.

“Touché… I have a lot on my mind.”

If he expects me to ask him about it, he’s going to be disappointed. Even though I find that I am interested to know what’s plaguing the mind of this beautiful boy, I worry that if I ask about his problems, then he’ll have the right to ask about mine. But he doesn’t give me a chance to ask, and I think maybe he didn’t want me to after all – maybe he didn’t even mean to say it.

“You wanna go for a walk?” he asks, nodding in the direction of the open grassy area that leads to what appears to be a pond.

Is he seriously hitting on me?

He doesn’t even know me, and the one thing he does know is that I obviously have issues. He probably thinks the crazy ones are easy. My eyes narrow. I straighten my shoulders indignantly and square my stance. False confidence all the way.

“No. I don’t want to go for a fucking walk. I’m not gonna fuck you, or hook up with you in any way. Or anyone else for that matter. Spread the fucking word,” I growl. My throat is suddenly desert-dry, so I take a swig from his water bottle to soothe it, praying it doesn’t betray my anxiety.

Sam stares at me like I’ve just grown another head, so I turn and stomp away from the hordes of people, toward the pond, marching in the exact direction I just insisted I did not want to go. My heart pounds mercilessly, but this isn’t panic, this is anger.

Ugh! Guys! They’re all the fucking same.

“Hey!” Sam calls after me.

Can’t he just take no for an answer?

He catches up to me and his unexpected grip scorches the skin of my arm like wildfire.

I don’t think. I wrench out of his hold, turn, and smack him across his face. “Don’t touch me!” I hiss. “Don’t ever touch me!” We’re now far enough away from the crowd that no one notices us, but if I scream, they’ll hear me.

Sam’s fingers caress his cheek where my palm made contact, eyes wide and round.

“What the fuck is your problem, Rory?! I wasn’t fucking hitting on you!” He rubs his reddened cheek again. “Damn it!”

He wasn’t hitting on me?

My boiling blood starts to simmer and shame floods my veins. All of a sudden I can’t for the life of me remember what made me so certain his invitation for a walk was code for a hook-up – what made me think he’d want me that way at all. God, if he didn’t already think I was crazy…

Damn it, Rory, don’t panic.

Sam is glaring at me, but something in my mortified expression must warrant pity, because he sucks in a deep breath and I can sense his anger begin to dissipate.

“I was… you just didn’t seem like you were up for a party. I thought you’d want to get away from all those people.” He gestures to the crowds, now off some distance, and shoves his hand through his messy chocolate locks in frustration. “I wasn’t trying to fuck you. I realize that we don’t know each other very well, but what about me that you know so far, exactly, makes you think I’m the kind of guy who would lure you down to a lake, lay you down on the dirty ground, and have sex with you with a hundred of our friends not fifty yards away?”

I swallow anxiously. I’ve offended him. Moisture pricks the back of my eyes and I will it to stay put. It’s beyond reason how much I’ve humiliated myself in front of this guy in just one week.

“I-” I choke back what threatens to be a sob, close my eyes, and silently count back from ten in double time. When I open them again, I’m greeted by his expectant midnight blue gaze. “I’m so sorry,” I breathe.

Sam exhales sharply, his fingers raking that familiar path through his hair . “Look, I shouldn’t have grabbed your arm like that. I wasn’t thinking,” he murmurs. Now he’s apologizing and I’m more than certain he has nothing to be sorry for.

“Not just for slapping you.” Oh God, I freaking hit him!God, but I am so sorry for that. But I’m sorry for assuming- I wasn’t thinking. I…” I pause and look away. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me.” It’s a lie. I know exactly what’s wrong with me.

Sam’s expression warms, and it’s not full of pity either – it’s… compassion. Empathy.

He sighs. “There’s nothing wrong with you, Rory.”

I look away again, anywhere but at the deep blue oceans that unnerve me so. They seem to know more about me than they should. “Sure there isn’t,” I mutter bitterly under my breath.

Sam takes an abrupt step so he’s directly in front of me, silently demanding eye contact. His arm twitches, like he wants to touch me but thinks better of it.

“There’s. Nothing. Wrong. With. You.” He glares at me like he can convince me of this with just a look.

Everything in my gut screams that he’s a good guy. Like Cam. But if there’s anyone whose instincts can’t be trusted when it comes to guys, it’s me. I was even wrong about Cam. I thought I knew everything about him. But he was keeping his secrets, too.

But Sam saw me freak out. He knows I have issues, but no one else here does. Which means he’s kept my secret. Otherwise it would have been all over the school in a heartbeat. That’s got to count for something.

“Sam, you… thank you. I mean it, but you know that’s not true. And I know you didn’t tell anyone what happened my first day. When I…” I trail off and shake my head. He doesn’t need a recap, he was there. “Thank you for that. You’ve been nothin’ but nice to me. There’s nothin’ about you that would make me think anything bad about you,” I say meaningfully, answering his original question. “Except that you’re a guy,” I add quietly.

Sam looks sad for a moment, but offers me a weak smile anyway. “I was just hoping we could be friends. Just friends.” He covers his mouth and whispers conspiratorially, “no public fucking on the grass outside of parties. I promise Not even if you beg.”

I smile, but it’s a wistful smile, because I could never be Sam’s friend, even if something in my bones really wishes otherwise. But I no longer believe that guys and girls can really be just friends, and I’m too attracted to him to even try. I could never fully trust him, not really, and I could never trust myself with him.

“Why would you even want to be my friend?” I ask. Because really, if I were him I’d have fled screaming in the opposite direction.

He considers me a moment. “I don’t know, Ror, you just seem… real.” He shrugs. Something about the way he says “Ror” reminds me of Cam, and the memory of our friendship cuts me so deeply I wince.

“I wish I could be your friend, Sam,” I murmur.

His eyes are full of some unfathomable emotion, and I wonder how this conversation has grown so intimate. We barely know each other. When Sam speaks again his voice is so low it’s practically a whisper. “Who hurt you, Rory?”

I tell him the truth, matching his tone – barely audible. “Everyone.”

 

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Danielle Pearl

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Danielle Pearl is the Amazon and iBooks best selling author of the Something More series. She lives in New Jersey with her husband three delicious chidren. She is a life long book enthusiast who has been writing ever since she could hold a pencil.

Danielle went to Boston University and worked in marketing before self-publishing her debut, Normal, in August of 2014. She writes mature young adult and new adult contemporary romance. She is represented by Erica Silverman of Trident Media Group.

 

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Blog Tour for He Loves Me Not by Tierney Fowler!

Title: He Loves Me Not (Lifestyles of the Rich and (In)Famous #2)
Author: Tierney Fowler
Genre: Young Adult
Release Date: April 20, 2016
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In the game of love, everyone roots for the underdog. You know, that girl-next-door type who wears glasses and has a shy smile and who falls for the most popular boy in school…she’s the hero of every story. And when the shy girl takes off her glasses and the quarterback kisses her and the crowd roars and the movie fades to black, people sit back and are satisfied. 

But what about the cheerleader? The one he dumps at the fifty-yard line and the one who runs off the field humiliated and sobbing? What about her feelings? What about her?

He Loves Me Not tells the story of what happens after the cheerleader is denied her fairy tale ending. Maggie’s life was perfect–she had perfect friends, perfect parents, and a perfect boyfriend. But when she’s abruptly dumped in front of the entire county by that perfect boyfriend, her life falls apart. With her clique, her friends, and her social standing obliterated, Maggie is resigned to a lonely, humiliating senior year of high school.

…at least until she meets AJ Abbott, a musician who breaks every rule her mother ever taught her. He has no college degree. He wants to be a rockstar. He wears entirely too much black and leather.

But despite their differences, Maggie is slowly drawn into AJ’s rock and roll lifestyle, and she’ll be forced to choose which is more important–clinging to her nonexistent popularity or learning that maybe there’s more to her than her beauty queen tiaras and cheerleader pom-poms.

Things did not work out with this cheerleader and quarterback. Instead, Bobby Bishop, the love of her entire life, had broken up with her right as they were about to receive their crowns.
Maybe she should have seen it coming when she slid her fingers into his hand and found it clammy. She studied his profile as he looked out over the crowd into the bleachers. He was so handsome her heart beat a little faster.
“Bobby,” Maggie whispered as the Principal droned on about the many accomplishments of their school’s returning alumni.
He must not have heard her because his gaze didn’t falter from the crowd. She tried following his line of sight.
Maggie squeezed his fingers and whispered again, “Bobby?”
“Yeah?” He looked over then, but his eyes looked right through her. It was like she wasn’t even there. Her hair was flawless and her cheerleading uniform fit perfectly, and he didn’t even notice.
A sense of urgency jolted through her body. She needed to make him come back to her. “I love you. You know that?” She reached up to press her fingers against his cheek.
His green eyes seemed to focus for a minute, and he actually looked down at her. He saw her, and his face softened. Her heart sped up. “You look beautiful, Maggie. You always do.”
It wasn’t what she wanted to hear, but their hushed conversation was interrupted as Bobby’s name was called and he was introduced as this year’s homecoming king. The crowd roared their approval as Bobby stepped forward to receive the shining gold crown on his perfect blond hair.
Both Abby and Caroline were on the stage with Maggie as part of the homecoming court and competitors for the crown, but she wasn’t surprised to hear her name announced as homecoming queen. Swallowing down the knot in her throat, Maggie plastered a delighted, surprised smile on her face and stepped forward. She could see her momma jumping up and down in the crowd, and her daddy was clapping and whistling. As the glittering tiara touched her perfectly tousled curls, the crowd began to chant, “Kiss her. Kiss her.”
A rush of excitement coursed through Maggie. That was all they needed. Bobby just needed to kiss her and remember how perfect they were together. They were meant to be together, ever since they were in kindergarten.
Bobby leaned in, looking like he was about to press his lips to hers. Maggie closed her eyes and waited. Her heart was beating so hard that she could hardly hear when the roars of the crowd turned into a chorus of disapproving boos.
She opened her eyes, surprised at the turn of the crowd, and saw that Bobby’s green eyes were apologetic. “I’m sorry, Maggie. I can’t. I can’t do this.”
And just like that, the most perfect boy in the entire world left her alone on stage in front of the entire school. He crushed her heart to pieces under his football cleat, and then walked down to slide his arms around a pale girl in all black.
Lifestyles of the Rich and (In)Famous – Released Aug 19, 2014

Nicole “Nyx” Green, notorious for her red lipstick and over-the-top personality, has just snagged the man of her dreams–the brooding Crashbang bassist AJ Abbott. Well, he was the man of her dreams. Now that they’re together, Nyx is realizing that he’s way too obsessed with his music to even think about having a girlfriend.

AJ’s obsession pays off when the band meets with record executives in New York City, and Nyx meets her half-brother Jeremy. Reuniting with long lost family is complicated enough (especially a long lost family who are tabloid staples), but Nyx never expected to meet Tristan.

See, Jeremy happens to be best friends with the gorgeous, arrogant Tristan Halifax, an A-Lister with a penchant for beautiful women. Nyx and Tristan might experience love at first sight, but rock star ex-boyfriends are hard to forget—especially when they keep writing chart topping love songs dedicated to her red lipstick.

Overnight, Nyx becomes America’s Sweetheart—scandalizing parties, frolicking with Manhattan’s Golden Boys, and being hounded by photographers. Sure, it’s fun, but then the press starts turning nasty—jeopardizing her relationship with Tristan, ruining her reputation, and discovering her old skeletons. Plus, there’s AJ, who’s suddenly morphed into a great guy, and now is fighting to reignite their high school romance.

Celebrities are supposed to have it all, right? Money. Looks. Love. But suddenly, a downward spiral doesn’t seem all that unrealistic, and Nyx will have to decide what’s more important–her new infamous lifestyle or her familiar small-town roots.

The long lost Wakefield twin. Blair’s head minion. The BSC party planner. The original Pink Ranger. Stephanie Tanner’s BFF.

In addition to crafting young adult and new adult novels, Tierney Fowler works as an IT consultant by day and a style blogger by night. She resides in Northern Virginia near four shopping malls, counts leopard as her favorite color, and once shot a reality TV show pilot…that never went anywhere.

 

Release Day Blitz for False Illusions by A. Cramton.

Title: False Illusions (False #1)
Author: A. Cramton
Release Date: April 25, 2016
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Madison had it all; the wealth, the amazing condo and engaged to the boxing Heavy Weight Champion of the world.
But in reality all she had was loneliness.
Until he showed up.
Yoel’s plan was bulletproof.
Get in and get out, win the title.
He did his homework but not well enough.
He wasn’t prepared for her.
One night changes everything.
One lie blurs the lines.
When the lust and smoke clears will everything just be a false illusion
Or will it be the biggest fight of all?
I draw my eyebrows confused. “I thought that’s how this was working, we have sex-“
“We fuck, Madison. But then you go and start asking me to hold you, asking about my day. My job.” He cuts me off. “You can’t make the rules and then not follow them, but go missing for days.” He pauses taking a breath. “You can show up whenever you want to get fucked and I’m supposed be here waiting? But yet when I call you I get no reply.”
Okay, he was definitely upset. We sit in silence for what feel like forever. I don’t know what to say because, let’s face it, he’s right.
“I’m sorry,” I manage to say. 
He doesn’t reply right away, instead he stands up and grabs my chin between his fingers.
“I want you naked. Now.” His tone is hard.
A. Cramton is a wife, and mother who was born, raised, and is still a resident of Sunny, San Diego, California. When A is not working a fulltime job and attending to her son and husband, she loves to indulge in a juicy romance novel. A is a hopeless romantic who is in love with love, and has a guilty pleasure for celebrity gossip. After being a part of Naughty Smutty Book Blog, and reviewing multiple love stories, A decided to pursue her own dreams of being a published author.

 

Cover Reveal for Sweet Sunshine by Jessica Prince!

Title: Sweet Sunshine (Pembrooke #1)
Author: Jessica Prince
Release Date: May 29, 2016
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She’s a romantic at heart.
Chloe Delaney had three very specific wishes, growing up. She wished to stay settled in the small mountain town of Pembrooke, where she grew up, to one day be her own boss, and to fall in love with a man who would be willing to go to the ends of the earth for her. With her roots firmly planted in Pembrooke’s soil and her bakery, Sinful Sweets, thriving, two of her wishes have already come true. When a handsome single father moves to town, she’s certain she’s found the man to fill the role of wish number three.
The only problem is, you can’t force a frog to turn into a prince.
He isn’t the Prince Charming type.
When Derrick Anderson moved from Jackson Hole to the small town of Pembrooke, he did it determined to wipe the slate clean. After eight years spent trapped in a miserable marriage, he’s made a vow to never take the plunge again. He wants to be untethered, not tangled up in the strings that come with a committed relationship. He has his daughter, his career, and an ex-wife hell bent on making his life unbearable. His plate is already full.
The only problem is, he didn’t have a plan in place to protect his heart from her.
Neither of them were prepared for the course their lives would take. But once a rollercoaster begins to move, you can’t just climb off, now can you?
The only thing they can do is strap in, hold on tight, and enjoy the ride.
I’d always thought of Chloe as cute, pretty in a girl-next-door kind of way. But when I stepped through the doorway leading to the backyard, the sight before me was one I hadn’t expected. She looked… well, hot. She was the type of woman who wore minimal makeup, and it worked for her, but now… now those big doe eyes of hers stood out, and the way her hair hung down her back in wild, attractive curls… I couldn’t quite put my finger on why she appeared so different, I just knew she did.
And the way my dick twitched behind my fly screamed to the fact that it was not a good thing. Head out of the fucking gutter, Anderson. Chloe wasn’t the type of woman I needed to ogle shamelessly. She was a friend, someone I cared about. She was the type of woman you kept, putting a ring on her finger and surrounding her with a white picket fence and a shit load of kids. And as a man unwilling to give her what she deserved, I needed to get myself in check.
Because she deserved better than anything I was capable of giving her.

Born and raised around Houston Texas, Jessica spent most of her life complaining about the heat, humidity, and all around pain in the ass weather. It was only as an adult that she quickly realized the cost of living in Houston made up for not being able to breathe when she stepped outside. That’s why God created central air, after all.

Jessica is the mother of a perfect little boy–she refuses to accept that he inherited her attitude and sarcastic nature no matter what her husband says.

In addition to being a wife and mom, she’s also a wino, a coffee addict, and an avid lover of all types of books–romances still being her all time favs. Her husband likes to claim that reading is her obsession but she just says it’s a passion…there’s a difference. Not that she’d expect a boy to understand.

Jessica has been writing since she was a little girl, but thankfully grew out of drawing her own pictures for her stories before ever publishing her first book. Because an artist she is not.

 

Release Day Blitz for He Loves Me Not by Tierney Fowler!

Title: He Loves Me Not (Lifestyles of the Rich and (In)Famous #2)
Author: Tierney Fowler
Genre: Young Adult
Release Date: April 20, 2016
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In the game of love, everyone roots for the underdog. You know, that girl-next-door type who wears glasses and has a shy smile and who falls for the most popular boy in school…she’s the hero of every story. And when the shy girl takes off her glasses and the quarterback kisses her and the crowd roars and the movie fades to black, people sit back and are satisfied. 

But what about the cheerleader? The one he dumps at the fifty-yard line and the one who runs off the field humiliated and sobbing? What about her feelings? What about her?

He Loves Me Not tells the story of what happens after the cheerleader is denied her fairy tale ending. Maggie’s life was perfect–she had perfect friends, perfect parents, and a perfect boyfriend. But when she’s abruptly dumped in front of the entire county by that perfect boyfriend, her life falls apart. With her clique, her friends, and her social standing obliterated, Maggie is resigned to a lonely, humiliating senior year of high school.

…at least until she meets AJ Abbott, a musician who breaks every rule her mother ever taught her. He has no college degree. He wants to be a rockstar. He wears entirely too much black and leather.

But despite their differences, Maggie is slowly drawn into AJ’s rock and roll lifestyle, and she’ll be forced to choose which is more important–clinging to her nonexistent popularity or learning that maybe there’s more to her than her beauty queen tiaras and cheerleader pom-poms.

Looking back, Bobby hadn’t acted that different that day, or even that week. The first weird thing had happened at lunch a few weeks later. Maggie and her friends had been all sitting at their usual table with Tommy, Abby and Artie Souter—identical twins who looked like matching blond supermodels—Caroline, who was her best friend in the world, and a few other assorted football players and cheerleaders.
Maggie snapped her can of Diet Coke open, watching Bobby shovel tacos down his throat with envy. She was monitoring her calorie intake like a chicken hawk observing a pen full of hens. Not only was this new cheerleading uniform making her incredibly aware of her figure, but her homecoming dress had accidentally been ordered in a size zero—where Maggie normally wore a two—and there wasn’t enough time to buy a new dress that half the school hadn’t already rejected in their own shopping trips.
To distract herself from the gnawing pain in her stomach, Maggie took another bite of her dressing free salad and chewed slowly, pretending it was pizza. God, she loved pizza so much. It’d been years since she’d had it.
“Bobby, what was with that weird girl talking to you after Chem yesterday?” Caroline asked, her Boston accent softened after spending her entire high school career down in South Carolina. Maggie and Caroline had met in gymnastics class in middle school, and they’d bonded over their love of country music, cheerleading, and carb-free diets.
“Her name’s Chloe, and she’s actually really nice,” Bobby replied evenly.
Maggie remembered Chloe from one of her English classes. The girl never spoke to anyone other than the teacher, and once she had read a poem that had lots of references to the dark wings of ravens. It was all very strange. And she wore way too much black. Okay, and the real kicker was that Chloe had laughed at her a few weeks ago when Maggie had written an essay about how the proudest moment of her life was winning Miss Dixie Bell last year.
“I just don’t understand people like her,” Maggie started to say, flattening her hand on her stomach as it growled loudly. Hopefully no one had heard. “Like, it’s just so selfish to be so grumpy all the time. Everyone hurts. Everyone has bad things happen to them. Maybe people should just focus on the wonderful things in their lives and stop dwelling on the negativity.”
“Here, here, Maggie May!” Tommy raised his can of Coke over his head. The entire table laughed.
Giggling, Maggie continued. She was on a roll. “And, I mean, really, bless her heart, but how is that much black flattering on anyone’s complexion? Maybe we can give her a makeover!” Maggie loved makeovers. They were the best. Maybe they could take her shopping and help her do her makeup and—
Just then, Maggie heard a sharp intake of breath behind her. When she turned, she saw a girl with pale skin and long dark hair standing behind them. It was Chloe. Why did she look so upset? Maybe she didn’t hear the “bless her heart” part. Everyone knew that saying “bless her heart” balanced out anything negative that followed because it originated in a good place. Her momma always said that people needed a good dose of the truth, but they needed to know it came from the heart.
“I just—I just wanted—here. Here’s your half of the outline.” Chloe’s sharp voice matched her movements as she shoved a piece of paper into Bobby’s hand and then turned to rush back inside the school. Maggie had examined her closely in those ten seconds, trying to make sense of a girl who seemed to think black eye shadow was appropriate for the entire eyelid. The only spot anyone needed black eye shadow was in the outer crease of their eyelid and even then, it should be blended to near oblivion.  Her momma considered black eye shadow appropriate only for strippers and rock star groupies.
The table fell silent for a minute. Maggie’s mouth curved into a nervous smile. Bobby’s green eyes cut in her direction. “Really, Maggie? That was mean of you.”
Maggie had never heard Bobby use that tone with her, and she wasn’t sure how to respond. Her chest tightened. “I wasn’t trying to be mean. I was just talking in general…like, how Momma always says that you should look your best so others are happy to…” She trailed off, shrinking under the disappointment in Bobby’s eyes.
She didn’t want Chloe to think she was being mean for no reason. Maybe Maggie needed to go chase her down and explain. “You know what? I’ll just go apologize—” Maggie stood up to follow her, but Bobby interrupted again.
Instead of the sharp tone he’d just used, now he sounded tired. “Don’t worry about it. Let me go talk to her.” He smiled, but it was a weird smile. Like it didn’t reach all the way up to his eyes.
Maggie tried to smile back, but she couldn’t get her lips to lift. “Are you sure? I can just go and—”
“It’s fine, Maggie. I’ll be back in a few.” Bobby stood up to walk away, and then he stopped and came back to squeeze her shoulder. Normally he’d say goodbye with at least a little kiss, but his grip on her shoulder was more how he interacted with the football team. Maggie didn’t like the feelings it brought, so she focused on his beautiful eyes, chiseled features, and sweet smile, and she thought he had the kind of face a girl could look at the rest of her life and be happy.
That was the day she began to lose him.
Lifestyles of the Rich and (In)Famous – Released Aug 19, 2014

Nicole “Nyx” Green, notorious for her red lipstick and over-the-top personality, has just snagged the man of her dreams–the brooding Crashbang bassist AJ Abbott. Well, he was the man of her dreams. Now that they’re together, Nyx is realizing that he’s way too obsessed with his music to even think about having a girlfriend.

AJ’s obsession pays off when the band meets with record executives in New York City, and Nyx meets her half-brother Jeremy. Reuniting with long lost family is complicated enough (especially a long lost family who are tabloid staples), but Nyx never expected to meet Tristan.

See, Jeremy happens to be best friends with the gorgeous, arrogant Tristan Halifax, an A-Lister with a penchant for beautiful women. Nyx and Tristan might experience love at first sight, but rock star ex-boyfriends are hard to forget—especially when they keep writing chart topping love songs dedicated to her red lipstick.

Overnight, Nyx becomes America’s Sweetheart—scandalizing parties, frolicking with Manhattan’s Golden Boys, and being hounded by photographers. Sure, it’s fun, but then the press starts turning nasty—jeopardizing her relationship with Tristan, ruining her reputation, and discovering her old skeletons. Plus, there’s AJ, who’s suddenly morphed into a great guy, and now is fighting to reignite their high school romance.

Celebrities are supposed to have it all, right? Money. Looks. Love. But suddenly, a downward spiral doesn’t seem all that unrealistic, and Nyx will have to decide what’s more important–her new infamous lifestyle or her familiar small-town roots.

The long lost Wakefield twin. Blair’s head minion. The BSC party planner. The original Pink Ranger. Stephanie Tanner’s BFF.

In addition to crafting young adult and new adult novels, Tierney Fowler works as an IT consultant by day and a style blogger by night. She resides in Northern Virginia near four shopping malls, counts leopard as her favorite color, and once shot a reality TV show pilot…that never went anywhere.

 

Cover Reveal for Not About Love by Hilaria Alexander!

Title: Not About Love
Author: Hilaria Alexander
Release Date: Aug 18, 2016
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Strong and independent,
Wrong for each other in every way.
But the heat, the passion, the pull.
Undeniable.

Irresistible.

 

When we were together,
The chaos turned to desire,
Need.
Bliss.
I was his.
He was mine.

For the time-being.

 

Different countries.
Different worlds.
Just sex.
No strings attached.
That’s how Boyd Rivers wanted it.
And exactly how I liked it.
But sometimes, fate has other plans…
Can it really be not about love?

Hilaria Alexander was born and raised in the south of Italy, where her family still lives. She attended college at the Istituto Universitario Orientale in Naples, Italy, and lived one year in Tokyo, Japan, as part of an exchange student program. 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 loves traveling and is a self-proclaimed concert addict.

Not About Love is her fourth romance novel. She published her first novel, Prude, in January 2015, followed by This Love in August 2015, and FU Cancer in December 2015.

 

Cover Reveal for The Summer Games: Settling the Score by R.S. Grey!

Title: The Summer Games: Settling the Score
Author: R.S. Grey
Release Date: May 2, 2016
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As an Olympic rookie, Andie Foster has spent far more time in her cleats than between the sheets. For 21 years, her Fridaynights have consisted of blocking shots rather than taking them. But now that she’s landed in Rio, she’s ready to see for herself if the rumors about the Olympic Village are true:
  • The athletes are all sex-crazed maniacs…
  • The committee passes out condoms like candy…
  • The games continue long after the medals have been handed out…As Andie walks the line between rumor and reality, she’s forced into the path of Frederick Archibald, a decorated Olympic swimmer and owner of a sexy British accent—too bad he’s unavailable in a way that “it’s complicated” doesn’t even begin to explain.
In other words: off limits.
It doesn’t matter that he has abs that could bring peace to the Middle East and a smile that makes even the Queen blush; Andie fully intends on keeping her focus on the soccer field. But the Village is small. Suffocating. Everywhere Andie goes, Freddie happens to be there—shirtless, wet from the pool, and determined to show her a whole new meaning of the phrase “international affairs”.
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 Finding Me by Brooklyn Taylor!

Title: Finding Me
Author: Brooklyn Taylor
Release Date: April 11, 2016
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Elise Riley is the average girl that has never been treated like she was worthy, always second best even by her own mother.

She becomes a victim of a crime committed by one of her closest friends and is shipped off to Humble, Texas to live with her aunt and uncle on the family farm.

She swears that she will never trust another guy that is until she meets Ford.

Ford Kelly is the star running back at Humble High, always treated like he was number one.

Ford lives a life of eat, sleep, and football. He hates it and is starting to struggle from the effects of playing hard his entire life.

The one girl Ford likes seems to reject him at every turn. But when he starts to break down her walls, there are more things standing in their way than he suspected.

Is love worth the risk? Even if it means breaking a promise you made to your best friend? And if it is worth the risk, will you let it happen? Can you get past all the bad things that have happened in your life?

I loved observing the different friends, and couples seeing how things seemed to click so perfectly for them. So many of them seemed to be in flawless sync and looked as if they were made for each other.
The first person to catch my eye and hold it was the one person I had secretly hoped would be there. But he was the very same person I had hoped wouldn’t. Ford. He was wearing a pair of red swim trunks, which accented his tan more than I had seen. He was throwing a Frisbee with another guy whose name I didn’t remember.
He stopped when he saw me climbing in the back of a truck that belonged to Shay’s dad and smiled as he walked over to us. The guy that he was playing with followed suit and kept his eyes on Shay without moving.
“Elise.”
“Ford.” I smiled.
“Have you met …”
Shay spoke up. “Luke.”
Luke smiled.
“Nice to meet you, Luke.” I smiled. He smiled back.
“Ya’ll ready for a swim yet?”
Shay answers for both of us. “Yes.”
“Ahhh … Thank you but no, not yet.”
“Your loss.” She hopped off the tailgate and swayed her hips to the water where Luke gladly followed her. He didn’t seem to take his eyes off her for a minute.
Ford sat beside me, and I was trying every trick in the book not to look over at him.
“This is Deer Creek. I’ve been coming here for as long as I can remember.”
“It looks amazing.”
“Like you,” Ford says sweetly.
“Thank you.”
I looked up at him and saw the sweetness of Ford Kelly.
We heard screams and yells and laughs as Shay and Luke were playing in the water. He seemed to be acting as if he was going to throw her in. Others were making their way to the creek and laughing.
“You ready to get in?” Ford jumped off the tailgate and extended his hand.
I resisted but every part of me wanted to grab the olive branch he was trying to extend.Jesus Christ, Elise, not everyone is like Bryan. And Ford most certainly wasn’t anyway.
I jumped off the tailgate resisting his hand, and he put it down seemingly frustrated. Who could blame him? I was a looney toon, and I knew it. I removed my tank top as fast as I could getting ready for my next move.
“Last one to the water has to clean the pig pen tomorrow.” And I took off running. I ran faster than I have ever run even through the giggles and the urge to turn around and see how far Ford was behind me.
I made it to the water before Ford and turned around with my hands on my hips to announce and rub it in his face I had won. I had actually beaten a running back. From what Shay had said, he ranked third in the state of Texas. I was pretty impressed with myself.
He walked up to me in the water and stood right in front of me. He wasn’t the least bit out of breath and smiled watching me enjoy my victory.
“I WON! I beat the fastest running back at Humble.” I did a little victory dance.
He moved a little closer to me.
“This is the thing, Elise … with me … I would always let you win. You would always be first.”
My heart started to ache. That was the sweetest thing a person had ever said to me.
“Really?”
“Most definitely.” He focused his eyes on me almost leaving me lost in a trance. I felt like I couldn’t turn away. And what was worse, I didn’t want to.
“Wait! You let me win?” I asked. I put on a mad face so he would think I was serious.
“No … well, yes … well …”
“Well, what?” I asked.
Luke swam up behind me. “Of course, he did. So he could see your ass as you ran like I did with Shay.” Shay splashed Luke and jumped on him to push him under.
“Is that true?” I asked.
“Absolutely not,” Ford said while he was nodding his head.
I currently reside outside of Austin, Texas. I’m a mother of 2 amazing kiddos and married to my gorgeous soulmate for almost 20 years. I have a full time job in the medical field but would rather be spending my time writing! I love to spend my free time reading, being outside and playing with my family and 4 fur babies. I started to write at the instinct of “hey maybe I can do that!” and haven’t stopped since. I have enjoyed every step of the journey. I am blessed to have very supportive friends and family that make my life worth living!