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Release Day Blitz for FEARS AND SCARS (Damaged Hearts, #2) by Emily Krat!

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Title: Fears And Scars (Damaged Hearts, #2)

Author: Emily Krat

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: January 25th



One lie can destroy everything. What will a pile of them do?

A chance encounter changed everything for Ryan and Liz. Five months later, they have an all-consuming love, a deep emotional bond, an explosive sexual chemistry, and a newfound trust. They’re engaged and on the way to their happily ever after.

The only problem is a secret from Elizabeth’s past that Ryan has been hiding.

The truth will come out. Will it set Ryan and Liz free or break them apart and destroy their dreams?

Life challenges every relationship. Ryan and Liz will learn that secrets aren’t their only problem.

“We’re strong. We’ll survive this. We can survive anything.” – Ryan.

Warning: This book contains mature themes and thus is intended for adult readers only. (18+)

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I manage to make only a couple of steps when Ryan catches me around the elbow and turns me to face him. I don’t even have time to react when he crushes me to him, lifts my face to his, and kisses me hard.

Ryan kisses me like he’s never kissed me before. With desperation, as if he’d die if he stops. His lips and tongue are demanding, hungry, almost bruising. It’s not the tentative, reclaiming kiss I expected us to have after so many months apart. No. This is a devouring, claiming, and merciless kiss. It’s an I-hate-seeing-other-men-touch-you, why-are-you-fighting-us, every-second-without-you-is-torture kiss.

Feeling fire running through my veins, I bring my hands up to cup his jaw and kiss him back with everything I am. Even if I’m not ready to admit it, being without Ryan has been an insufferable anguish for me too. No matter how hard I try to deny it, my heart still wants him with every beat it takes.

I don’t even care that we’re making a scene when my hands roam over his hard body, grabbing and squeezing.

When our lips finally part, we stare at each other, his breaths as labored as my own. I swallow. Neither of us moves as tension zings between us.

Shit, what have I done?

In a poor attempt at protecting my heart, I take a step away from Ryan and murmur, “You shouldn’t have done that.”

His jaw clenches and his eyes fill with a rush of remorse.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t … God, I’m such a fucking asshole. I’m really sorry.”

No, I didn’t mean that. I want you to do it again. No. I don’t.

God, I’m a mess.

“It’s okay. I mean … I did kiss you back. I…” My stammering will cost me.

His expression suddenly relaxes and a bit of a triumph flashes in his eyes. “You did.”

He cups my cheek, his thumb tracing the line of my jaw. “Let me chase away all your fears about us. Let me kiss all the scars I left on your heart.”

He’s so earnest in his plea.

“Ryan …” I whisper, feeling the walls I’ve built to protect myself crack with his every word. And his expression. God, I’m drowning in the depths of the emotions pouring out of his green eyes.

“Being apart from you, thinking I’d never hold you like this again has been hell.”

Holy, sweet Lord. What is he doing to me?

Radiating agony streams from him. “Never again I’ll make a choice for you or demean your opinion. I promise to always respect your wishes and your freedom to make decisions for yourself. No matter how strong my feelings for you are, it doesn’t give me the right to decide for you.” He pauses and gathers a deep breath. “It took me a long time to realize we have nothing without trust. I know that now. I’ll never make the same mistake again, Liz. Let me make good on every broken promise. Let me dry every precious tear you shed for me.”

He leans down, his lips hovering over mine, and whispers across my mouth. “Elizabeth, please, forgive me.”

His plea wraps around my heart and squeezes, taking my breath away. I push back the tears.

God, I dreamed about this moment for so long. Now it’s here, and I’m stunned and lost.

Before I can form a coherent thought, his lips are on mine again. This kiss is different. It’s loving and slow and begs for forgiveness. And it ends too soon.

“I know your friends are waiting for you. Call me when you’re ready for me to be in your life again. I’ll be waiting. No matter how long it takes.”

Wait. What?

My emotions choke me as I watch Ryan walk down the hall and away from me. He disappears from view, leaving me in such a state that I can hardly string two cohesive thoughts together.

Who does that? Who leaves like that? Asshole.

He was right to leave. His presence, his kisses and touches make me defenseless. I promised myself not to be so easily dazzled again, yet here I am trembling with lips swollen from his kisses. My heart thuds uncontrollably in my chest, and the urge to run after him chokes me.

I draw in a deep, steadying breath.

There are two options here. I can ask him to leave my life for good or take a leap of faith and try to make this work between us.

What do I do?

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About The Author

Always an avid reader who consumes whole books in a single day, Emily Krat is ecstatic to now be on the other side of the page. For her writing stories and developing ideas for novels is a true passion and a dream come true.

Emily is a chocolate junkie, “Grey’s Anatomy” fan, and admirer of good music. She loves summer rains, warm blankets on cold winter nights, as well as traveling, sleeping in late, watching TV shows, cooking, and baking. When she’s not writing or rewriting, she loves spending time with family and friends

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BLOG TOUR The Final KO by Jessica Florence! Plus Review and Author Interview!


Title: The
Final KO

Jessica Florence

Erotica, Adult Romance

Date: January 14



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

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

But will it be the Final KO


The Final KOThe Final KO by Jessica Florence
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Wow. There are so many great things about this book. I loved how Rayne was a strong, fierce female lead. I love dipping into the life and head of a MMA female fighter. One of her biggest strengths was that she was a fighter, and unlike some female leads, she was not whinny, and she knew what she wanted and fraught for it. So refreshing.

Arson, he is perfection, he is exactly what you want in a male lead. He is strong, sexy, dominant, and he knows what he wants. I enjoyed watching him come on so strong and sure of what he wanted. There were no games, no hidden agenda. He knew what he wanted and he was not going to stop until he got it.

Rayne and Arsons chemistry and story was amazing.

“We had a connection that couldn’t be put into words. It was raw and carnal, yet passionate and sweet.”

Great book! Jessica did a fabulous job!



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Author Interview

Q: What inspired you to write?

A: I had read a book a day for a year and thought, I should do this!

Q; How long have you been writing?

A: Well technically 2 years, BUT I wrote two books then took a year off because my baby sucked out my writing mojo, so really only a year and a few moths.

Q: Who is YOUR Favorite author and why?

A: J.K. Rowling, she is a genius, the was she infused the story line in Harry Potter, yeah I’ll never not be amazed by her

Q: How do you develop your plot and characters?

A: I start at the beginning and see where it takes me. I usually have the main plot in my head to build from.

Q: What comes first…. Your plot or your characters?

A: All of the above. Sometimes the character gets thought of first, then the plot. Like this one, I wanted to write about an alpha chick, then thought, hmm I bet female MMA fighters have a hard time finding a guy. There you go! The Final KO was born.

Q: What are you reading now?

A: I just finished The Deal by Elle Kennedy, it was good 🙂



About the Author

Jessica Florence, Kaleidoscope of Romance
Writer of Surviving Valentine. The of The Heart trilogy, Evergreen,Guiding lights, 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.
Jessica loves to interact with her readers, find her on




“He’s a prick you know.” I turned to him to see what he was talking about. He took in my confused face, stood, and slowly walked toward me. His walk was much like the predatory one of my dream man. I felt my body start to hum with anticipation. This was not good.
“Your boyfriend. He’s a prick. You deserve better.” He stopped a foot away from me, my four inch heels bringing 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 swore 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 flush with his hard body. I didn’t even think there were any words for how his body being 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, 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.



You and Me- Lifehouse
Wildest Dreams-Taylor Swift
Like I’m gonna lose you- Meghan Trainor ft. John Legend
Can’t be touched- Ray Jones
Fighter- Gym Class Heroes ft. Ryan Tedder
Jar of Hearts- Christina Perri
Bury me- 30 seconds to Mars
Change- Deftones
Distance- Christina Perri ft. Jason Mraz
The show must go on- Moulin Rouge

Cover Reveal for Unjustified Demands by Baylee Rose – January 12th!



Title: Unjustified Demands 
Series: Filthy Florida Alphas #2
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Cover Models: Ani Saliasi and Anna Medvedeva
Cover Artist: Yoly from Cormar Covers
Photographer: Eric David Battershell
Release Date: February 11th, 2016
Author: Baylee Rose
I own her. She will submit.


She doesn’t have a choice. 









I own this town.



People don’t tell me no.



If they try, they regret it.



I live my life to please no one, but myself.



One look at Ana and I wanted to play with her.



To test her. To find her secrets. To make her my toy.



Until I grow bored.



But Ana surprises me.



One taste and I keep wanting more.



She submits to my demands.



But with each encounter I find I want more.



Now, I want her to submit more than just her body.



I want her heart.





And I always get what I want. 
“It is happening. I think you forgot
who has control,” he whispers into my ear, and chills run down my body. My
heart speeds up, I should hate him when he talks like that. I should hate when
he reminds me that I am his property. It shouldn’t excite me the way it does.
My body shouldn’t betray me, becoming aroused until the point of pain, and
needing what only Roman can give.
“I didn’t forget, you never let me
forget,” I tell him. Even to my ears, I sound like a petulant child.
“Interesting, because I laid out a
blue dress for you to wear tonight, and yet here you are in black dress pants.”
“The dress was too revealing. It
showed everything I had.”
“That’s the problem. It’s mine to
reveal. Mine to control and mine to reward. I wanted every man in here to envy
what is mine. To look knowing they could never touch. I like it. I like knowing the sad fucks are home jacking off to
their hand, and hating it because I have what they really want. I’m the one sunk
balls deep inside of her making her scream. You took that away from me. Now you
have to pay the consequences.”
“Roman…” I gasp his name, as his
hand cups my pussy, squeezing it.
“So warm and hot.  This is my
pussy now, Ana. Mine. It wants what only
I can give it,” he growls in my ear, as his fingers dive inside of me without
warning. Jesus. How many did he thrust inside of me? More than one…three? I
can’t be sure. My pussy is so wet that it makes his thrusts inside of me easy.
With each glide of his fingers, and the teasing of his thumb against my clit,
my desire increases. It coats the insides of my thighs, making me yearn for his
I want to deny it, but he is right.
My body is his to control and it does need him. Just, Roman. I hate myself because he has that control over me. I
hate him because it’s only my body he wants, not me…not my heart.
“One thing I should tell you, Pet.”
“What?” I ask with a moan.
“I’m going to finger fuck you, just
like this for ten more minutes. The only catch is, you can’t come until I tell
“Roman, I…”
“If you come without permission,
I’ll punish you. You didn’t want to wear the dress I chose? If you disobey me,
I won’t care that everyone here will see you. I’ll strip you naked, bend you
over this chair, and fuck you. I’ll slam into you over and over, filling your
body completely, until eventually you can do nothing but scream, telling everyone
who you belong to. And then do you know what I’ll do next, sweet Ana?” he asks
me, his breath barely more than a whisper against my ear. I can feel my orgasm
already building and my body is shaking.
“I’ll pull out and come all over
this body, just so there’s no fucking doubt that you are in fact mine.”




Baylee Rose is a small town girl who loves to spend my time dreaming up Alpha Heroes and burying her toes in the sand. Her books will hopefully bring you Alphas with a bad boy side, but completely devoted to their women. Heroines who can kick ass but definitely enjoy yielding to their men. She hopes you’ll follow her journey and characters!
Thank you!

Pre – Release Blitz (Excerpt Reveal) for FEARS AND SCARS (Damaged Hearts, #2) by Emily Krat.


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Title: Fears And Scars (Damaged Hearts, #2)

Author: Emily Krat

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: January 25th


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One lie can destroy everything. What will a pile of them do?


A chance encounter changed everything for Ryan and Liz. Five months later, they have an all-consuming love, a deep emotional bond, an explosive sexual chemistry, and a newfound trust. They’re engaged and on the way to their happily ever after.

The only problem is a secret from Elizabeth’s past that Ryan has been hiding.

The truth will come out. Will it set Ryan and Liz free or break them apart and destroy their dreams?

Life challenges every relationship. Ryan and Liz will learn that secrets aren’t their only problem.


“We’re strong. We’ll survive this. We can survive anything.” – Ryan.


Warning: This book contains mature themes and thus is intended for adult readers only. (18+)

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Once we’re in the car, I ask the driver to turn the heater up to blast the chill out and then press the magic button that sets privacy partition up.

“What are you up to?” Liz asks as I pull her into my lap.

God, I missed her—her voice, her smell, her lips … her everything. “I can’t believe I have you in my arms again.”

She brushes her palms along my cheeks. “I was in your arms two days ago.”

“Yeah, ages ago. As soon as we step inside the hotel, I’m going to rip anything and everything from your body,” I murmur, nipping her ear. My cock aches in my jeans.

My hands skim down her back to her firm ass. There’s a mountain of clothes between us, and I’m desperate to get them off.

“Right in the lobby?” she whispers seductively.

“Right in our bedroom, smartass. Then I’ll lay you down on our bed and lick your sweet pussy the way you like.” I pause to lick her wrist and smile when her face flushes. “I can’t wait to be buried inside you.”

“Ryan,” she says, leaning away from me. “I can’t wait for us to … do those things, but we aren’t going home. I have a surprise for you.”

“A surprise?”

“Yeah.” I watch as she flips over the ‘Mr.-Best-Fiancé-Ever’ sign and read the words “Let’s set a date” written in black marker.

My hands stills, and my heart trips heavily against my ribs.

“When you proposed, I thought it was crazy. Things happened so fast, we barely knew each other, and I was cautious. But I knew.”

I suddenly have a hard time swallowing. “You knew?” I parrot.

“When you find the right person, you know right away.” Her eyes caress me. “I was also scared that if I let myself plan a life with you, something bad would happen. After I lost my parents, I lost faith. You helped me find it again. You breathed life into my lungs. You came into my life and have been consuming my body, my mind, my heart ever since. Ryan, you are a gorgeous, kind, intelligent, ambitious, tender, loyal, protective, caring man.” Her voice shakes as she goes on. “I believe we have been given a gift—a rare love. I want to be yours in every way. I want to bear your name, to share your highs and lows, to always be by your side. Let’s move in together and set a wedding date.”

A kind of warmth I never knew existed before swims through my veins, but guilt also simmers beneath my skin. I should have told the truth about her parents sooner. My heart races as I study her, debating on the right words before moving a wayward piece of hair from her cheek. “Liz,” I start.

She must feel me building up to something or notice the tension in my shoulders. Either way, she takes my face in her hands and strokes my cheeks with her thumbs. “I’ve waited for this moment for so long. I wanted to make it memorable. And I want to make you happy, Ryan. Because you make me crazy with happiness, with love, every second of every day. I’m sorry for the reservations about setting a wedding date, I doubt nothing anymore. I only hope you haven’t changed your mind.”

“Of course not. God, Liz. It’s my biggest dream for you to be my wife.”

Her eyes sparkle with happiness, no trace of loneliness or sadness lurking there. She’s so different from when we first met.

I let it go, again. I’ll find another time. All I care about right now is making her happy.

“I’m messy, Ryan. I never put things where they belong. I—”

“You think I don’t know that by now? We’ve been alternating between the hotel and your place for five months, baby.”

“Living together full time is different. You’re a neat freak. You might get sick of me.”

“Not possible, but then again, who’s talking who into moving in?”

“Me. I want it, Ryan. I’m just scared.”

“It’s going to be perfect, Liz. You’ll see.” Leaning in, I kiss her with everything in me. “Let’s go pack your things. I want you moved in as soon as possible.”


(This excerpt has not been proofread so there might be slight changes in the forthcoming edition.)


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About The Author

Always an avid reader who consumes whole books in a single day, Emily Krat is ecstatic to now be on the other side of the page. For her writing stories and developing ideas for novels is a true passion and a dream come true.

Emily is a chocolate junkie, “Grey’s Anatomy” fan, and admirer of good music. She loves summer rains, warm blankets on cold winter nights, as well as traveling, sleeping in late, watching TV shows, cooking, and baking. When she’s not writing or rewriting, she loves spending time with family and friends

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Jenny Siegel’s Cover Reveal for Supercharged Love: An American Muscle Novella!



Title:   Supercharged Love: An American Muscle Novella
Author:   Jenny Siegel
Genre:   Contemporary Romance
Release Date:   February 3, 2016



~ Synopsis ~
Max Morgan has known one thing his whole life. Racing.
The thrill of the race, the women, the speed…Max loves it
Until he meets Leigh Storm, and for the first time ever
finds he wants something as much as winning.
Leigh knows her way round an engine better than Max does and
everything about her has him wanting more. But Leigh isn’t planning on sticking
around and even Max can’t change her mind. It isn’t until Leigh Storm walks out
of his life that he realizes perhaps there’s more to life than just fast cars
and hot women.
When her father is hurt in an accident, Max is certain she’ll
be back, and this time he’s determined to win her over.


Because Max isn’t accustom to losing, at anything. 


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Blog Tour for for Tutus & Cowboy Boots by Casey Peeler!

Title: Tutus & 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 the bell rings for the end of the day, I stand and take my time walking from class because let’s face it, who wants to have everyone know you drive that clonker?
When I’m almost to the door frame, I’m met by Jade.
“Hey, Cadence, right?” she says.
I look her direction. “Yup. That’s me,” I say with a fake smile. Why can’t these people leave me alone?
“Just wanted to introduce myself. I’m Jade,” she says as she walks beside me.
“Yeah. I got that from what’s her face.” I toss my head back toward the classroom.
She giggles. “You’re funny.”
I crinkle my nose. I’ve never been called funny before. “Why’s that?” I question.
“’Cause you just called Ms. Luckadoo what’s her face and not to mention you look like you’re about to run the catwalk at fashion week. You do realize where you are?”
“Well, I couldn’t remember her name and I live for fashion. It’s obvious people around here do not feel the same way.”
“Oh they do, but it’s a different kind.”
“What do you mean?”
Jade takes a moment to gather her thoughts. “Okay, let me give you the run down.” I can’t wait to hear this. “Most girls around here are up on the latest southern preppy trends from either Simply Southern, Southern Charm, and Southern Fried Chics. Every girl here owns boots to work in as well as boots to go out in. Jack Rogers are a must and we monogram everything.”
“Are you serious? You monogram everything?”
“Yeah. Just look around.” I do and notice every backpack as well as vehicle has initials on them. What the hell? “Oh and don’t forget the more glitter, the better.”
“That’s insane. Are people afraid they are going to forget their names or something?” I say smartly.
“Nope, it’s just a southern thang,” she says with a deep southern drawl. “See,” she says as she shows me her car. Oh gosh, she’s one, too.
“So, tell me more about Lawndale High?” I ask.
“Well, there’s not much to say. I mean, it’s school. The guys here are your typical country boys. They drive trucks and miss a lot of days the first day of the season.”
“Why would they miss school on the first day of Autumn?” I question.
“Please tell me you didn’t just say that.”
“Um, yeah. The first season to occur while in school is Autumn.”
She starts to shake her head. “Girl, you’ve got a lot to learn around here. Let me spell it out for you. Bambi, big bucks, big boy toys, trophies on the wall, and food in your belly.”
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.


Release Day Blitz for for Homewrecker Incorporated by S. Simone Chavous!

Title: Homewrecker Incorporated
Author: S. Simone Chavous
iTunes Exclusive Release: Dec 29, 2015
Release Date: Jan 5, 2016
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Without love, marriage is just business. At least that’s what Claudia Mason tells the women who seek her firm’s unique services. With wealthy husbands who see their wedding rings as meaningless pieces of jewelry, they trust Claudia to do whatever is necessary to gather the hard evidence needed to shatter an ironclad prenup. 
She is the best in the business and has yet to meet a mark she couldn’t get the goods on— solidifying her belief that no man can be trusted. After landing a client who is her ticket to retirement, she is on top of the world. Until a chance encounter with Greyston Michaels turns her carefully controlled world upside down.
Greyston shows Claudia a part of herself she thinks she’s lost, making her question everything she believes about men—and love. But in Claudia’s world, following her heart is bad for business. And business is everything.
After a brief moment of stunned gawking, I managed a smile and tore my gaze from those sexy, full lips. I didn’t know how I forced my legs to move me onto that elevator. Once I was on, I turned my back in an attempt to guard myself from him.
“What floor?” His tone sounded amused, although the alluring timbre of his voice sent a shiver down my spine.
The one we were standing on would have sufficed for what I had in mine.
“Um, seven,” I replied over my shoulder. My voice caught slightly in my throat.
God, he smelled divine, like leather and fresh spring rain. He reached forward around me. I could feel his eyes on me while he pressed the button to take us up. It was hard to breathe so near him, as if all the oxygen burned away by the sizzling attraction between us. I’d known he was gorgeous before, I’d met plenty of attractive men in my life, but this was different. I tried again to remind myself he was just another job. I couldn’t afford to lose control.
Still, standing so close to him, I realized what I’d seen of him before was like gazing at a distant star. You recognized its light, its beauty, but it wasn’t until you were sucked into its orbit you could fully appreciate its power. That’s how I felt being alone in his presence. As if some invisible yet undeniable force was drawing me in. Gravity.
“This must be my lucky day.” I chanced a glance over my shoulder as he resumed his relaxed position against the wall, seemingly unaffected.
My stomach tightened and I pulled the portfolio closer to my chest. I was certain he could hear my heart pounding in the relative silence.
No, fuck that. I had to get it together. It was just a simple case of instant chemistry, and he was just another man—a job, nothing more, nothing less. Sure, I’d never felt anything like it before, but that didn’t matter. So what if he’d caught me off guard, and I’d wanted to fuck him the instant I laid eyes on him. It might not have been exactly what I’d planned for, but this was an opportunity, not only to get the job done, but also to have one hell of a good time doing it. I could roll with it.

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S. Simone Chavous is contemporary and paranormal romance author. Her debut trilogy, The Fate Series, has been a best seller in the paranormal romance category. When she isn’t writing, she enjoys reading, sketching, cooking, and spending time with family. She lives in northern Indiana with her boyfriend, two beautiful daughters, and their rambunctious vizsla.



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Blog Tour for Not The One by Amy Daws – Jan 3rd – Jan 9th!

Title: Not The One
Author: Amy Daws
Release Date: Dec 8, 2015
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~Not The One is a full length standalone adult romance~
My name is Reyna Miracle.
Even though a part of my name is Miracle, there’s nothing miraculous about me.
My body portrays the tales of my life.
Every feeling, every heartbreak, every emotion.
Marked. Inked. Stained.
A walking canvas of my messed up truth.
But there’s one confession I can’t put in a tattoo.
A confession that will kill me to tell, but my best friend died before I had the chance.
Now I’m left with him.
The only one who can hold me in the night and squeeze that spot on my neck that feels like my lifeline between sanity and chaos.
But we don’t work together.
We’re absolute poison for each other.
We’re a stifling, suffocating, sickness of darkness.
But I feel safe…because I’ve made an art of pushing people away.
Now he’s pushing back…
And making me believe…
Making me wonder…
Maybe, just maybe…
I could be the one.

“Christ, I hardly recognized you,” he seethes, the angry bulge in his jaw bone ticking violently. He grabs my arm firmly and pulls me off the concrete steps and into a covered archway away from all the other happy students. “What the fuck, Rey?”
“What are you talking about?” I ask in utter confusion.
He reaches beneath my chin, grabs the zipper and yanks it down harshly. I shove his hands away as my robe is yanked open.
“Fuck, Rey! You’re skin and bones!” Liam’s face is tortured and sickly. Dark circles reside under his eyes but he still looks gorgeous as ever.
“Don’t be ridiculous.” Grabbing the edges of my robe, I cover myself back up, protectively. I’m wearing a short blue shift dress that used to hug every one of my curves but now hangs on me like a potato sack. I know I’ve lost some weight since Marisa but I’m not about to let him scold me like a child over it. “I’m a twenty-five-year-old adult, Liam. I don’t need you chastising me over this.”
“Rey,” he says my name on a sigh. “How can you expect me to ignore this?” His eyes are pleading and pained as they flash between my eyes and my mouth in utter agony.
“I’m not your concern!” I push back my dark hair and squeeze the back of my neck to try to gain some of my control back.
“You made that perfectly clear when you shoved me out of your dorm room. Fuck. How did we get this so utterly wrong?”
“Just leave it, Liam.”
“No.” He grabs my shoulders and turns me to face him. “Don’t you miss me? At all? I miss you like crazy. I feel like I’m mourning two deaths instead of one. It’s like you died on me two weeks ago. And now I see you today and it makes me sick to my stomach that I’ve left you the way I did!” His eyes are shimmering with tears and pain, only adding to the self-loathing I’ve developed the past fourteen days.
My eyes are dead and cold, my voice flat and unaffected. “I told you I wanted nothing to do with you, Liam. I meant it.”
“You’re lying to me. Again!” he roars, angrily punching the concrete wall beside my head. 
Q: Readers are calling Not The One a “painfully beautiful love story.” Why is that? What was the writing process like?
A: Writing this book was terrifying. I’ve never been so far outside my comfort zone with any other book. This storyline literally terrified me and I got pretty depressed during the process. It was crazy hard, but crazy cathartic. It feels good to sink into those dark corners sometimes. It makes finding the light that much more magical.
Q: What inspired this story?
A: Well, Reyna was a character in my London Lovers Series that I couldn’t get out of my head. I had an idea for an interesting backstory for her…a mother/daughter dynamic that I’d never read before but could relate to because of some of my own personal struggles. I needed to know more about her, so I wrote it.
Q: But this book isn’t a London Lovers Series novel, correct?
A: Correct. I’m calling it a spinoff. A cross-pollination so to speak. There are characters from my London Lovers, but it reads best as a total standalone.
Q: Who the heck is Frank? And how did you create him?
A: LOL! Ohhh, Frank and Beans. He is my London Lovers secondary standout. He’s a fantastical redheaded gay Brit that everyone needs in their life. Magically, he fit into Not The One like it was meant to be. Frank is the comedic lightness that this story needed, but he’s so much more. He’s special.
Q: Will he get a story? 
A: He is my most requested story.
That’s not an answer. 
LOL…Let me be “frank” when I tell you…it is a distinct possibility. 😉
Q: Who designed your cover? It’s stunning!
A: I’m so glad you like it because I did! LOL. My sister in law took the photos. We do all of my covers together. We both come armed with cameras and click away until our models can’t take anymore. But I always end up using my sister-in-laws pictures for the cover. I just like to see through the lens instead of my eyes. But I do all my own layout and designing in Photoshop.
Q: And the cover models? 
A: All of my covers have just normal people. I never shoot models. The cover models on Not The One are just a couple of local hairdressers that my sister-in-law knew! It’s funny…I had met the girl a couple of times and talked with her briefly about her incredible ink and through the writing process, her tattoos fit my story perfectly. It was kind of chilling.
Q: So what’s next for you?
A: I’m pretty sure I’ll be continuing on this London path for a couple more stories. Without revealing any spoilers, I’m really hoping readers will be interested in one of the characters’ HEA. I’d love to write his story next. And then…finally, Frank and Beans. 🙂
Amy Daws is a commercial producer and lives in South Dakota with her husband and daughter. The long-awaited birth of Lorelei is what inspired her passion for writing. Amy is a lover of all things British and her award-nominated romantic comedy series, The London Lovers Series, is centered around Americans in London. It’s emotional and self-deprecating with lots of humor sprinkled in. On most nights, you can find Amy and her family dancing to Strawberry Shortcake’s theme song or stuffing themselves inside children’s-sized playhouses because there is nothing they wouldn’t do for their little miracle.