#BookBlitz with #Giveaway!! Baby, Come Back By M. O’Keefe

Baby, Come Back by M. O’Keefe

BLURB:

A MAN WITH NOTHING LEFT TO LOSE

I sold my soul a long time ago to pay my father’s debts. Now my life is a prison: no friends. No family. Nothing it would hurt to lose.

I never should’ve touched Abby. I tried not to, but she is beautiful, magnetic, sexy. Everything I want but can’t let myself have.

UNTIL HE MET HER

She seduced me not knowing who I was or what I really do in the shadows. I should have resisted her, but I wanted to be the man Abby thought I was for as long as I could.

But all debts must be paid, sooner or later. And mine are paid with blood.

Now Abby knows who I am, what I am, and she’s run from me.

I would have let her go for her own good. But when I find out she’s carrying my baby — there’s nowhere she can hide…


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Snippet #1

ABBY

BEFORE

I’m not smart about a lot of things, but I know chemistry. Not the stuff in schools, with the beakers and everything; that’s a total gong show for me. I didn’t even get to Chemistry in high school because I was stuck in freshman Physical Science for four years. Thank God we got a new teacher my senior year, otherwise I never would have passed. Out went Mrs. Baker and in came handsome young Mr. Suarez.

Mr. Suarez did not stand a chance against me.

That he didn’t give me an A was probably the thing he clung to at night when the guilt got to be too much for him.

Mr. Suarez was a lesson in my kind of chemistry.

The kind that bubbles out of thin air between two particular people. The irresistible attraction that sweeps strangers up in a current, bringing them together despite anything in the way. The kind of chemistry that changes everything.

That’s something I understand, down to the ground.

It’s my job, really. Or understanding it is what makes me good at my job.

Knowing when someone is looking my way a little bit longer than necessary, and how to manipulate it and feed it and then turn that into money—it’s my one skill.

And I’m fucking amazing at it.

Knowing the men to avoid and the women to befriend—it’s like a superpower. Chemistry is the secret that turns the world around.

Fuck love.

It’s chemistry that gets shit done.

Like an idiot, I thought I knew attraction inside out, from every angle—when you only have one skill, you tend to lean on it pretty hard.

But then I met Jack.

And it wasn’t love at first sight—that’s for children and idiots. For people who don’t fuck their high school science teacher just so they can pass a class.

It wasn’t even fear at first sight. That came much later.

But it was chemistry, so much chemistry my whole world blew up.

And me with it.


Snippet #2

“You need anything?” I asked above the sound of the crowd and the band.

He shook his head.

“A drink or whatever?”

Still he didn’t look at me. He kept scanning the crowd like I wasn’t there.

“Who do you think you’re kidding?” I asked with a laugh that finally got his attention. “Yeah,” I said. “You’ve been staring at me all night.”

He looked at me again, a sly second, a bright moment and I felt the shimmy of interest, the cat curl of desire.

Oh, you man, you don’t know it yet. But you are mine.

“Part of my job,” he said, pretending that there was something more interesting than me happening over my shoulder when we both knew that there wasn’t.

But I liked the show of it, the game.

“Watching me is part of your job?”

“Watching everyone.” Oh, he was telling me I wasn’t special. Except I was. I was pretty fucking special.

“Your loss,” I said and walked back into the crowd to do my job.

Trouble, a voice whispered in my head. A voice that sounded very much like my sister’s. This man is trouble and you know it. You feel it.

But wasn’t that the problem?

I loved trouble.


Snippet #3 NSFW

My moan was a garbled what and more combined, and he seemed to understand my stupid language because he gave me more. His lips found my neck and my head fell sideways, my legs spread wider, and he rolled my clit under his finger like it was a pebble. The bottom of my foot began to burn, some random nerve going berserk, and his tongue traced the curve of my ear, and somehow it was all enough.

It was barely anything really. His tongue and the touch of his finger, but I felt myself about to come. The great wave of a rogue orgasm spreading out through my body and then—

He stopped.

“What?” I breathed, my eyes open to find him a few inches from me. So intent. So dark and wild. “Why did you stop?”

“You’re so beautiful,” he said. “Just like this. Just on the edge.” He touched me again, his finger against my clit as if to hold me there.

“Please,” I breathed. This game was not unfamiliar, but I’d never been so willing a player in it. I’d said these words before but now, in this increasingly cold car, with this sometimes cold man, I meant them down to my blood vessels.

“And now,” he said, with a slice of a smile. “You beg me. How did I get this lucky?”

I would fall to my knees in front of this man. I—in fact—could not wait to do it.

“Please,” I moaned. “It hurts.”


BIO-

Molly O’Keefe has always known she wanted to be a writer (except when she wanted to be a florist or a chef and the brief period of time when she considered being a cowgirl). And once she got her hands on some romances, she knew exactly what she wanted to write.

She published her first Harlequin romance at age 25 and hasn’t looked back. She loves exploring every character’s road towards happily ever after.

Originally from a small town outside of Chicago, she went to university in St. Louis where she met and fell in love with the editor of her school newspaper. They followed each other around the world for several years and finally got married and settled down in Toronto, Ontario. They welcomed their son into their family in 2006, and their daughter in 2008. When she’s not at the park or cleaning up the toy room, Molly is working hard on her next novel, trying to exercise, stalking Tina Fey on the internet and dreaming of the day she can finish a cup of coffee without interruption.

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#CoverReveal!! MINE By Andie M. Long

MINE by Andie M. Long


Blurb.

Melissa


I had my life all planned out, but in the blink of an eye it was gone. I lost my baby, my husband, my happy ever after.

So I made another plan…

Destroy the man who ruined it all. Edward Bonham. With his perfect wife and perfect life. Why should he be allowed to keep everything I’ve been denied?

Years have passed; they think they’re safe. They think no one remembers. They think all is forgiven. But I will never forgive, I will never forget, and one day, retribution will be MInE.

An 18+ read with dark scenes.

Genre: Dark suspense.

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EXCERPT 1

I’ve opened the blind on the window so that my therapist can see some daylight. Or rather can see me from his fixed viewpoint. I’m in my shorts and tee. They display my abs and glutes to perfection. As I dig the ground he’ll be able to see my strength, as my muscles cord with the push and pull of the spade. I’m digging a rectangle. For no reason whatsoever other than to let him think I’m digging his grave. Psychology is the bomb.


EXCERPT 2

You took away the opportunity to do what I’d yearned for my whole life. To give life. I was so excited to meet my baby and then when I did-’ She stops and cries again.

I wait until she composes herself.

‘Are you the slightest bit regretful about what happened, Edward? Do you wish things could have been different?’

‘No.’ I tell her honestly. ‘I wish I could bottle every tear on your face.’



Bio:

Andie M. Long is author of Amazon Number One Erotic Thrillers Saviour, and The Alphabet Game amongst others.

She lives in Sheffield with her son and long suffering partner.

When not being partner, mother, employee or writer she can usually be found on Facebook or walking her whippet, Bella.

Andie will be signing in Newcastle 2017 and York 2018.  

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#ReleaseBlitz!! The Perfect Illusion By Winter Renshaw


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It’s only pretend…

And it’s only three months.

I’m in the midst of scrawling “I QUIT!” onto his fancy cardstock letterhead when my boss corners me. He needs a favor, he says. And then he asks how well I can act …

Hudson Rutherford needs a fiancée.

With his old-moneyed parents forcing him to marry some bratty hotel heiress and his hedonistic, playboy lifestyle at stake, the only way to get them to back off is to make them think he’s truly, madly, deeply in love … with me—his third personal assistant this year.

But I can hardly stand working for him as it is.

Hudson is crazy hot and well-aware. He’s arrogant, spoiled, and silver-spooned. He checks me out when he thinks I’m not looking, and his life is a revolving door of beautiful women. Plus, he can’t even pronounce my name correctly—how’s he going to convince his family he’s in love with me?!

I’m seconds from giving him a resounding “no” when he flashes his signature dimpled smirk and gives me a number that happens to contain a whole mess of zeroes …

On second thought, I think I can swallow my pride.

But, oh baby, there’s one thing I haven’t told him, one teensy-tiny thing that could make this just a hair complicated …

Here’s hoping this entire thing doesn’t explode in our faces.

“What? What are you thinking?” I ask.
Her brows lift. “That this entire thing sounds insane. And that you’re insane.”
“Maybe it is. And maybe I am. But I know it could work.”
She turns to me, her eyes holding mine. “Why me, though? I can’t stand you and you’re well aware.”
“That’s exactly why it has to be you.”
“You can’t tell me that out of the assortment of women I’ve seen waltzing in and out of your life the last two months, not one of them would be jumping at the chance to help you with this.”
“You’re right. They would be. But then they’d want something more, and quite frankly, I have nothing more to give than my last name and a comfortable lifestyle,” I say, checking my wristwatch. “You, Mari … you wouldn’t want more from me, and that’s exactly why you’re the only one I trust.”
“I don’t know how I could convince anyone I’m in love with someone who gets under my skin the way you do, Hudson.”
“You said you could act.” I lift a brow.
“I … yeah … I guess? But can you?”
Stepping toward her, I take her by the wrist and guide her off the bar stool, pulling her body against mine, meeting her curious gaze with my own sultry version. Cupping her soft cheek in my right hand and letting my fingers graze the nape of her neck, I lift her mouth, holding mine inches from hers.
She breathes me in, her stare unblinking. My left hand circles her waist, feeling it cave with my touch.
“I’ve never told you this before … but the day I met you, I knew there was something special about you. And something tells me you’re about to become the best thing that’s ever happened to me,” I say, my words slow and gentle as our eyes lock. “I want to spend the rest of my life with you, until we’re old and gray. We might drive each other crazy, our path may be a bit bumpy at times, but we’re going to love every minute of it. Marry me, Maribel Collins. Be my wife. I don’t want anyone but you.”
Stillness lingers between us, and then she releases a shuddering breath before blinking. Peeling herself from me, she tucks her thick blonde hair behind her ears before resting her hands on her hips.
“That was …” Mari leaves her thought unfinished as she moves a few paces back. “That was … cheesy. But passable.” Her lips pull into a bitten grin as she recovers her composure. “You’re good at that.” Glancing up at me, her expression dissolves. “Not that I’m surprised. You’re a professional manipulator.”
Rolling my eyes, I exhale. “Do you want the money or not?”
Her hand rests on her stomach briefly, and then she continues pacing. She’s going to wear a beaten path into the wood floor by the time she’s finished.
“Five million dollars.” I fold my arms. “Final offer.”
Mari stops in her tracks, her gaze flicking to mine. “I don’t want to do this. I think it’s a bad idea. But you’re making it impossible for me to say no.”
My mouth curls at the sides. “I knew you’d see it my way.”

Wall Street Journal and #1 Amazon bestselling author Winter Renshaw is a bona fide daydream believer. She lives somewhere in the middle of the USA and can rarely be seen without her trusty Mead notebook and ultra portable laptop. When she’s not writing, she’s living the American dream with her husband, three kids, and the laziest puggle this side of the Mississippi.

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#BookBlitz!! Country Dream by Charlene Bright

Country Dream by Charlene Bright


BLURB:


​She’s ready to slow life down. . .

Kinsley Griffin is a psychologist and best-selling self-help author. Feeling exhausted by her big-city fast-paced life and hearing the call of her childhood home she considers slowing down and reconnecting to her small-town Southern roots when a book tour stop in Tennessee opens a door.


He’s been living his life for his daughter . . .


Jared Adamson is preparing for an empty nest at his Tennessee farm as his 21-year- old daughter prepares for her future and plans her launch into adulthood. A widower of four years, he’s now facing a quiet life of solitude.

A scenic detour leads to a chance meeting . . .


A chance encounter brings them together when Kinsley finds herself needing Jared’s help. As the detour turns into an extended vacation, they discover that life has much more to offer than they knew. But is it wise to start planting roots so soon?  ​


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Snippet #1


They turned the horses back toward the barn. The storm was moving faster than expected. They hadn’t made it halfway home when raindrops began to tap their heads. By the time they were at the barn’s entrance, the rain was coming down in sheets. Jared’s hat had deflected most of the rain from his head, but wet clothes clung to both of their bodies.

She hugged her shoulders and felt a strong sense of calm. Unlike most people, she preferred gray, rainy days to sunny ones. The rain put her into a meditative mind and made her feel more in touch with the world. It was cleansing and peaceful. Out of the rain now with the wind blowing into the barn, a chill caused a shiver to ripple down her, and she hugged her arms closer.

Suddenly a warmth radiated into her back and covered her bare arms. She leaned backward into Jared’s chest as he rubbed the cold bare skin of her upper arms. His hands moved down the sides of her arms and traced to her hands. Crossed over each other in front of her, Kinsley’s hands laced themselves into his and she felt his breath on her neck, hot and urgent. He softly touched his lips to her neck and along her collarbone, then to her ear. She turned her face toward him and their lips met, softly at first. When she tentatively pushed her tongue past her lips to taste the rain on his, he groaned against her and pulled her closer, moving his hands to her stomach, where his thumbs brushed upwards to feather along the bottoms of her breasts.


Snippet #2


He stood quickly and grabbed his jeans, pulling them on while looking out the window. Then he turned back and, with an eerily calm tone, said, “Call 911.”

He was grateful that she didn’t waste time asking questions but immediately grabbed her phone and ran to the window, trusting his reaction. He stepped into a pair of boots and ran, bare-chested, down the stairs and out the back door.

The flames were still confined to one area of the barn, but he knew that it would be engulfed soon given how long it would take the fire department to arrive. While he ran toward the burning barn, his eyes glanced around and his mind raced into triage. He was relieved for a second when he remembered the horses had not been put back into the barn after the party. They were the closest to the fire so he shifted on the ball of his foot and ran around the side. Kinsley was right behind him when he reached the fence.


Snippet #3

She looked at the handsome man and decided she had a good reason to put off that last event now.


Maybe Ethel had done her a favor after all. She felt the warmth she had come to accept would be a constant feeling while she was near this man. It pleased her that he was playing along with her.

Her breath caught in her throat and her insides melted. He leaned down to her and she welcomed his kiss, immediately throwing her arms around his neck and pulling herself into his body. Everywhere he touched, it scalded. His kiss was deep, urgent, passionate. His desire for her was strong and obvious in his touch and how closely he held her, as well as the growing hardness pushing into her thigh.

Author Bio

Charlene Bright is the author of several contemporary western romance novels. She’s a lifelong resident of the American South and currently residents in southern Oklahoma on a family-owned cattle ranch. She greets each morning with a hot cup of coffee and an optimistic smile. Traveling to America’s national parks is her favorite pastime. After rearing her two daughters, she and her husband recently became empty- nesters. With the peace and quiet that comes with that, she began to hear the characters in her head begging for their stories to be told which is when the author inside her was set free.

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#ComingSoon #ScottandPeyton After All – A Sapphire Falls Novel By Erin Nicholas #ItsStillHotInSapphireFalls #ILoveSapphireFalls 

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After All – A Sapphire Falls Novel 

#ItsStillHotInSapphireFalls #ILoveSapphireFalls Erin Nicholas
“How are you feeling?” she asked. “Feverish.” She grinned. “Want a sponge bath?”“I want you to put more clothes on.” He knew he sounded grumpy. And that wasn’t exactly how he was feeling . Though cheerful was definitely not right either. He was— frustrated. – Scott and Peyton
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#BookBlitz!! Exiled Dragons Complete Series Box Set (Books 1 – 5) by Sarah J. Stone

Exiled Dragons Complete Series Box Set (Books 1 – 5) by Sarah J. Stone


Blurb:

Complete Box Set of Exiled Dragons, a collection of 5 titles that have all the romance, action, and drama to leave you hooked.


As you read Exiled Dragons, you’ll travel to the Mourne Mountains of Ireland and experience the touching stories of 5 dragons and their quest to be with the ones they love.

 

Book 1 – Betrayed by a Dragon

Book 2 – Saved by a Dragon

Book 3 – Loved by a Dragon

Book 4 – Desired by a Dragon

Book 5 – Touched by a Dragon

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Snippet #1

Amy fought to keep her mouth from overriding what she felt.  Her instinct was to say something sarcastic, something to deflect from the intensity of the moment.  Instead, she said nothing.  She didn’t know what to say.  Love at first sight wasn’t something she had ever believed in.  Still, she couldn’t deny the strong pull she felt toward him.  She told herself that it was just the heat of the moment – an effect of the situation and the close quarters.

“I don’t know,” was all she managed.

“I do,” he replied, leaning in to kiss her.

Flames shot to life within her.  An almost involuntary moan escaped her lips, vibrating against his lips as they quickly lost themselves in one another.  Her hand drifted to his chest, feeling his racing heartbeat thump heavily against her palm.  She knew that hers would only match it in speed as her excitement grew and their kiss grew more heated.  Amy decided she wasn’t going to fight it.  Regardless of what it did, or didn’t, mean, it felt amazing.

Snippet #2

The loud wail of dismay that emanated from the dragon leader’s core seemed to shake the clouds around them as he once again turned and attempted to catch Aaron between his mighty jaws. Aiden’s long neck swung heavily into Aaron’s side, pushing him downward toward The Circle, but they were still well above the horizon and Aaron wasn’t about to let that happen. Whirling around, he swung his tail forcefully, sending it thudding into Aiden’s side before jetting forward further out over the water.

Aiden’s growl filled the sky behind him as he continued in pursuit, chasing him across the water as Aaron climbed ever so gradually higher into the air again. As they continued to climb, Aaron became aware of other dragons in the air. He could see the emblems that were routinely stamped into their scales, a rite of passage for anyone who joined their ranks. He hadn’t anticipated Aiden playing dirty if he brought him out here alone.

Snippet #3

His hand roamed down her lean legs.  They were smooth and delicate, but he knew that, as a dragon, they possessed a power greater than their diminutive size.  The thought of it only made him want her more as he began kissing his way upward across her calf and along her inner thigh as she moaned beneath him.

Their passion carried them away as they became entangled within one another, their bodies taking over while the stars came out and the moon reappeared from behind the clouds.  Kara panted beneath him, begging him for more as he continued to tease her with his mouth and his hands.  He wanted her in the worst way, his urges primal, his inner dragon begging for release.

Bio:

Coffee addict. Nature lover. Voracious reader. That is Sarah J. Stone in a nutshell!


Born and raised in the mountain town of Aspen, Colorado – Sarah spent her childhood exploring the great outdoors. She often got into trouble by wandering too far but always had a large family around to keep a watchful eye.

The majority of her career was spent at the Bill & Melinda Gates Foundation, where Sarah travelled the world helping address rural health issues. During this time books became the one constant in her life, so much so, she started to create her own worlds. What was once a pastime evolved into a full-time job and these days Sarah can be found sitting by the fireplace writing her next paranormal adventure.


She adds sugar to her coffee and shifters to her literature.

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#BookBlitz!! Something New By Skylar Hill

Something New by Skylar Hill

 

Blurb:

James McGowan is a legend. The renowned tattoo artist has a face to die for, a body to kill for, and a way with ink that’s unmatched.

He’s back in his hometown for the first time in years, finally ready to open Exile Ink, the tattoo studio of his dreams. When he sees a friend with a new piece—a watercolor tattoo done with such skill even he’s impressed—James has to meet the artist.

Cam Ellison hasn’t had an easy life. Orphaned just after her eighteenth birthday, she’s done everything she can to keep her and her little sister going. Even if it means working under a tyrannical boss who doesn’t appreciate her tattooing style. After all, a paycheck is a paycheck.

When James sets up an appointment as “Jay,” Cam has no idea she’s about to meet a man whose tattooing she’s admired for years. She never imagined he’d want a tattoo designed by her, or that when they’re face to face, sparks don’t just fly, they sizzle. After a steamy session in one of the private tattoo rooms, it’s impossible to deny the pull between them.

James is a man who knows what he wants, and he’s all in, but Cam’s got a lot to lose.

Is she willing to risk everything—her heart and her career—on the man behind the ink?

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Snippet:

“See something you like?”

There’s a rumble in his voice, the promise of something Cam didn’t even know how to want, that lit her nerves up like a sparkler. She could feel every inch of her skin, her nipples hardened against her bra, the texture of the lace doing nothing to alleviate the sensation.

Hell yes, she saw something she liked. She saw everything she liked. Lydia wasn’t joking when she referred to him as a lumberjack. James was one hundred percent pure, Grade-A Mountain Man. He had the kind of muscle that doesn’t come from a gym—but from chopping firewood and hauling trees through the snow. Her glance couldn’t help but linger on his chest hair as he tossed his shirt on the bench behind him, the dark smattering that narrowed into a trail, its end hidden by the low-slung jeans that did nothing to hide his beautifully cut hipbones.  

She wanted to melt right there. But she couldn’t. She wasn’t some tattoo groupie and this was her chance. To add a piece for James McGowan to her portfolio was priceless, and just as valuable was the feeling—unusual for her—of pride and confidence because he’d chosen her; he recognized her ability.

Bio:

Skylar Hill writes steamy romance about once-in-a-lifetime love.

She lives in the Pacific Northwest with her very own lumberjack/soulmate. When she’s not writing, she’s hiking one of the trails around her beautiful city, or drinking chai lattes in a cafe and eating way too many cinnamon rolls. She has several tattoos…but in places only her husband gets to see!

With a Skylar Hill book expect a touch of angst, a bit of sweetness, and a lot of steaminess. While you’ll find plenty of the delicious drama you love, you’ll NEVER find a hero or heroine cheating and every book–series or standalone–ends with a HEA or HFN….guaranteed!

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