#BookBlitz #Giveaway – I BLACKMAILED HER BROTHER by Jessica Frances

I Blackmailed Her Brother
Jessica Frances
(Love at First Crime, #5)
Publication date: January 2nd 2019
Genres: Adult, LGBTQ+, Romance, Suspense

I Blackmailed Her Brother (Love at First Crime #5)

I blackmailed her brother, so she took my heart and held it ransom.

I made a mistake.

I did something unforgiveable.

I broke her trust.

I shattered the life we were building together.

And I hate myself for the pain I caused her.

But then someone thought they could threaten her,

Thought they could come after the woman I love.

They need to think again.

I am stronger than I have ever been before.

I am determined to win her back,

And no one is getting in my way.

Not our friends.

Not her family.

And definitely not the crazy maniac who is after her.

I will protect her.

I will salvage what we had,

And I will make us stronger because of it.

Not every relationship can be built on solid ground,

And maybe betrayal and blackmail might not make for a great foundation,

But then again, as some people say: there is nothing quite like love at first … crime.

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I reach into my pocket and wave a USB in his face. It’s a physical backup I use whenever I’m on the road and Wi-Fi isn’t viable. One of the first things Gemma taught me was to back up everything. Currently, it just has some random files on it, but Wally doesn’t know that.

He eyes the USB nervously. “What’s on that?”

“It has photos of your arrest, as well as police reports on the drugs you were caught with.”

He blanches and sweat beads over his forehead.

“Look, I don’t want to have to do this. Just give us the keycard to room 704, and we’ll be in and out in less than a few minutes.”

“I’ll get fired,” he whines, his voice piercing louder.

I wince, glancing around us, but no one appears to be paying us much attention. Yet.

“You won’t be. No one will know what’s happening. Gemma and I will look like two lovers going up to our room, and we’ll exit without anyone knowing we were there.”

He shakes his head, but it looks more defeated than opposing. “I can’t fucking believe you. I won’t ever forgive you or her. She is dead to me,” he snaps while stabbing the keyboard in front of him angrily.

My stomach drops, and my lungs compact, making it harder to catch my breath.

“Please don’t be angry at her. She has no idea I’m doing this,” I beg quietly.

Wally does tend to exaggerate in most things. His admission the first time I met him that he would die if the snow didn’t let up soon comes to mind. But Wally also loves to create drama. Often, he orchestrates arguments at family dinners purely for his own amusement.

I can totally see him wanting revenge for this, and what better way than to make Scarlett’s life miserable by taunting her over what I have done.

“I don’t give a fuck if she knows what you’re doing,” he hisses as he slaps the keycard on the counter, his stare cold enough to give me frostbite. “You have fifteen minutes before the room is occupied.”

“Thank you,” I tell him, hoping my pleading tone gains me some sort of sympathy, or at least forgiveness.

He doesn’t glance back up at me again.

I like Scarlett a lot.

How is she going to react to what just happened? How the hell is she going to forgive me for how I threatened her brother? Will she understand? Or hate me?

I did this all for the right reasons, didn’t I? I had no choice, not without disappointing Zander. I need to prove to everyone that I am up for this. That becoming a private investigator isn’t a mistake.

But, did I take it too far?

 

Author Bio:

Jessica lives in Adelaide, South Australia. When she is not writing, you can find her reading, napping or watching excessive amounts of TV. Connect with her on Facebook and Goodreads.

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#NewRelease – INTO THE RIOT by Karen Renee

Title: Into The Riot
Series: Riot MC #3
Author: Karen Renee 
Genre: MC Romance (Romantic Suspense)
Release Date: December 4, 2018
Tennille “Neil” Lyons has her hands full with Cecilia, her drug addicted sister who recently turned to prostitution to maintain her addiction. Having her sister commit to going to rehab feels like a stroke of luck, until the dealer/handler shows up making threats. While drowning her worries at a hole-in-the-wall bar, she meets a handsome biker. As much as she wants to dismiss him, she finds out he is rougher and tougher than any other man Neil has met before. Which may come in handy, because if Cecilia doesn’t pay her substantial debt, the dealer intends to collect from Neil instead.
Augustus “Razor” Richardson is prospecting with the Riot MC after being renounced from his old MC. He has a past and a reputation as a ladies’ man, but rarely does a woman so blithely give him the brush-off. He knows something is wrong, but she slips away before he can figure out how to help. When an unexpected phone call puts her back in touch, Razor will stop at nothing to protect Neil from harm. However, Razor’s past isn’t done with him yet. Can he prove to Neil that she can trust him before it’s too late?

He wasted no time and kissed me. His lips encouraged mine to move with his, and a delicate dance of lips and tongues ensued. My thoughts jumbled as I tried to decide what made the kiss so delicious, the sensual feeling of his lips on mine or the taste of him coupled with the concentrated smell of his designer cologne. Then, it didn’t matter, because I felt his thick thigh wedging in between my legs and all of his weight pushing against me.
Once my legs spread to accommodate him, the kiss went downright ferocious. His hands shoved into my hair and one gripped my locks hard. My hands went under his t-shirt to feel his abs, pecs and then roamed around to stroke his lats. Our tongues dueled brutally, and I got the impression that Razor was just as hungry for it as I was. I needed to get laid. It had been a damn long time, and I was capital-H Horny!
I heard loud clinking of glasses and muffled male laughter. It dawned on me that his room backed up to the bar area of the common room. If I could hear them, then it stood to reason that they would hear me if I got loud. I did not want to have an audience to this, even if it was only for the audible portion of what we were doing. Plus, Vamp and Jim’s words about Razor being a player came back to me. I wasn’t looking for a relationship, necessarily, but I also wasn’t going to be some kind of one-night stand for a pretty-boy player like Razor. I jerked my head away from him and his hands in my hair loosened.
“What?” he whispered.
After a long blink, I looked into his eyes and said, “I…we…we just can’t. Not—”
It was on the tip of my tongue to say ‘Not right now’, but the fact of the matter was that the two of us couldn’t do this at all. He was not my type. I was not up for being chewed up and spit out the way that good-looking men were prone to do. But as horny as I was, it was taking all of my willpower to restrain myself. I pushed against his shoulders to get him off of me, but he was damn heavy.
“Not what, Neil? Not here, not right now?” he asked and his voice was exceptionally husky.
“Not at all,” I said in a small voice.
His eyebrows drew together and his eyes narrowed. “‘Not at all?’ Why would you say that?”
I kept quiet.
His eyebrows shot up and he said, “You don’t seem like a tease, so why are you fighting this so hard?”
I opened my mouth to speak, but his finger pushed on my lips. “And don’t give me your bullshit line that I’m not your type of guy. You’re gorgeous, I’m semi-good-looking –”
My chin tipped up with my laughter at his outrageous statement. I stopped laughing and leveled my gaze on him again. His face had softened and if I didn’t know better, I’d say he looked like he was in awe. He couldn’t possibly be looking at me like that.
“I was wrong,” he whispered.
One of my eyebrows went up in question.
“You’re gorgeous always, but you belly-laughing is a sight to behold.”
Heat raced to my cheeks, so I pushed against his shoulders again with more oomph, but he still wouldn’t budge. “Get off of me, Romeo. We had dinner, it’s time for me to go.”
He shook his head and his weight became heavier on me. “Not until you tell me why.”
I was getting irritated and I blurted, “I’m not going to be just another notch for you.”
His eyes glittered at me. “People been feedin’ you shit about me.”
“Um, well, I hadn’t thought of it that way,” I whispered.
“Right. You aren’t a club whore, and you aren’t some chick who came to our party for a little sumpin’-sumpin’, Neil.”
I sighed, but he went on, “I’m a flirt. Hard not to be when I look like I do. So, yeah, I’ve had lots of ass and can usually work my way in with any chick I see. That gets me a rep that isn’t entirely true. So, we’ll stop, but you aren’t going just yet.”
“What are you talking about?”

 

“This wasn’t ‘just dinner’, but I’m making you uncomfortable, so let’s go hang with the brothers.”

 

  
Karen Renee is the author of the Riot MC Series. She has wanted to be a writer from a very early age, and she’s finally bringing that dream to life. She has worked in advertising, banking, and local television media research. She is a proud wife and mother, and a Jacksonville native. When she’s not at the soccer field or cooking, you can find her at her local library, the grocery store, in her car jamming out to some tunes, or hibernating while she writes and/or reads books.
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#BookBlitz #Giveaway – THE COWBOY’S FORGETFUL BRIDE by Leslie North

The Cowboy’s Forgetful Bride
Leslie North
(Brothers of the Cooper Ranch, #1)
Publication date: December 27th 2018
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

Bella Whitmore is the heir to the Whitmore Shipping fortune. Refusing to be pigeon-holed into the socialite box, Bella has worked her entire life to show her father that she can be the son he never had and take over the Whitmore Shipping Empire. So when she wakes up, on a ranch in Montana, missing the memories of the last month of her life, you’d think that would be the worst case scenario. And it is…until she realizes the devil she’d worked so hard to avoid for the last year is now her husband.

Sawyer Cooper knows he’s a devil. Handsome, charismatic, and with an eye for feeding people’s vices, Sawyer’s reinvented himself as a shark in the business world, but very few realize that he’s actually a Cooper of the Country Coop fortune. But rather than resting on the laurels (and red-neck reputation) of Country Coop, Sawyer wants to show the world exactly how important farming can be. To do this, he needs Bella Whitmore’s help. Every bit as beautiful as her name suggests, and smarter than everyone else in the room, Sawyer knows that she could make his dreams come true, both inside and outside of the bedroom. And after a year of pursuing her, she’s finally said yes — to everything.

But after a horseback riding accident, Bella’s brain has reset back to the beginning, and Sawyer was never good at starting a game over. Especially not after he’d already won. Now, Sawyer needs to figure out how to woo her for a second time. Because this time around it’s not just his professional pride on the line: it’s his heart.

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She had a lot of nerve to show up looking so goddamned gorgeous and not deign to give him the time of day.

Sawyer Cooper liked nerve.

Their game had been going on for the better part of a year now. Function after function, they would circle each other—or more accurately, he would circle, like a wolf closing in on an unsuspecting pronghorn—and when he had all but backed her into a corner, she would finally turn to acknowledge him with a show of polite surprise.

God, their game of cat and mouse turned him on more than he had ever imagined it would. He’d been crossing paths with her since he settled in Boston, and she was one of the reasons he’d stayed so long, even enduring stuffy events like this one. He liked to keep his distance from Montana anyway—and the family business he wanted no part of. The Country Coop chain of farm stores was his family’s legacy; it was an empire, all right, but in a family of three brothers, could you ever really be the undisputed king of it? No, Sawyer wanted to make his own waves in the world, and that meant divorcing himself completely from Country Coop and its redneck reputation.

Sawyer wanted a lot of things, but he had never wanted to bed a woman as thoroughly—and hopefully repeatedly—as he wanted to bed Bella. Problem was, the vixen knew it. How could she be oblivious, when Sawyer himself made it so obvious? He had done everything except outright ask her for a romp between the sheets. He still had some shred of pride, despite Bella’s persistent ability to test it.

Looking like that, tonight just might be the night she brought him to his knees.

 

Author Bio:

Leslie North is the pen name for a critically-acclaimed author of women’s contemporary romance and fiction. The anonymity gives her the perfect opportunity to paint with her full artistic palette, especially in the romance and erotic fantasy genres.

The truth of the matter is she loves her fictional persona, Leslie North, more than her normal, day-to-day persona! Her bestselling books focus on strong characters and particularly women who aren’t afraid to challenge an alpha male. Inspired after years of travel, her stories are set all over the world, from the tough streets of Russia to the beautiful beaches of the middle east.

Leslie fell in love with romance when she first picked up a scrappy, dog-eared romance book from her local library. She began writing soon after and the rest, as they say, was history. She now lives in a cozy cottage on the British coast and enjoys taking long walks with her two Dalmatians, George and Fergie.

She LOVES reader feedback, and if you have any comments, don’t hesitate to contact her via e-mail: leslie@leslienorthbooks.com.

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#BookBlitz #Giveaway – THE DATING ALTERNATIVE by Jennifer Woodhull

The Dating Alternative
Jennifer Woodhull
Publication date: December 26th 2018
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

She’s so over dating. He wants to be her alternative.

Max has crushed on Brie for as long as he’s known her but the timing was never right. When he finds out they’re finally single at the same time, he’s poised to move from friend zone to serious dating… until he finds out she’s only looking for something physical. He offers his services in hopes she’ll come around.

Just when things are starting to go his way, a shocking turn of events snatches her from his grasp. Now he has to resurrect the life he thought he’d left behind to help the woman he’s falling in love with before it’s too late.

A sweet, funny, sexy romance, The Dating Alternative launches everywhere December 26th.

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EXCERPT:

SABRINA

As I lay on the bed, wearing my ex-fiancé’s t-shirt and remembering the night he left me six months ago, I realize that tears are slipping silently down my cheeks.

I’ve done reasonably well, too. The first week, I was catatonic. The first month, I was practically a zombie. In those days, even showering on my day off had been a challenge. Within a couple of months, though, I was doing better. By the ninety-day mark, I could be mistaken for someone who hadn’t been virtually left at the altar.

Now, lying on the bed six months after Grant had thrown away our life together, I was almost indiscernible from a normal girl. Looking at me most days, you would never know that my life had been ripped apart by an exotic Olympian named Isabel and my former fiancé, Grant.

I sit up, realizing how far I’d come since that night. I put the back of my hand up to one cheek, then the other. No more. That asshole doesn’t get another single tear from me. Control-G-Delete.

 

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Jennifer Woodhull is based in the Southern United States, spending time in her second home of England, and traveling as often as she can. Her love of travel permeates her work, and her characters often find themselves exploring new and foreign surroundings.

A keen observer of human behavior, Jennifer often draws inspiration from something as simple as a fleeting connection, or the glimpse of a unique trait or characteristic. Her favorite place to write is on airplanes.

“The drone of the engine, the scores of people, all traveling to something or from something, and being disconnected from digital distractions are a combination that provide the perfect place to write,” she says. “If you see a woman in seat 9F who is balancing her Macbook on her lap because it’s time to close your tray table, please have patience. I’m just trying to finish one more sentence.”

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#BlogTour #Giveaway – MIRACLES ARE GOLDEN by Catherine Lanigan


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Miracles are Golden
By Catherine Lanigan
Women’s Fiction, Christmas
ebook, 100 Pages
February 2, 2016

This heartwarming story is about eight-year-old Jimmy Longwood, who has fallen in love with a Golden Retriever puppy. When his parents explain that their condo does not allow pets, Jimmy is heartbroken. While skiing in Aspen the entire family is killed in an avalanche. Jimmy goes to heaven and meets an angel who decides to send Jimmy back to earth as the very Golden Retriever he’d wanted for his own and to learn the one lesson all human beings must learn…unconditional love.

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It took three lifts to get to the point where he’d wanted to go. There were two other sets of skiers in front of them and a threesome coming up from behind. Even higher above them on the un-groomed slopes, a helicopter lowered itself and dropped three daredevil skiers onto the slopes.

“Awesome!” Jimmy exclaimed.

“Idiots,” Melanie groaned. “Those helicopters scare me,” she said as the helicopter flew away.

“Aw, Mom.”

“Those are real adventurers, Jimmy,” John said.

“You said it, Dad.”

Melanie skied over to the edge of the precipice and looked out.

“John, I’ve never seen anything this beautiful,” Melanie said with a rush of wonder in her voice. “Why it’s like I’m nearly to heaven.”

“You’re as far up this mountain as you can get,” John said.

“I want some pictures before we start down.”

“Good idea,” John said skiing over to Jimmy. “How’s this?”

Melanie took two shots and then John took photographs of Melanie and Jimmy.

“We should have gotten that new camera, Dad. The one with the delay so we could prop it up and it would take all of us together.”

“You’re right, son. I should have.”

As Melanie took a round of photos of the topography, a mass of clouds funneled over the top of the mountain. But these clouds were not high and fluffy like the ones that had transformed into shapes in the sky earlier. These clouds were dense, low and moving very fast.

A sense of dread enveloped Melanie. In seconds, it was as if the sun had been blotted out. Where only moments ago she was squinting into the sun, now she couldn’t see the sun at all.

“John, did you check that weather bulletin this morning?”

“What…bulletin?” He asked too late. He shivered and not from the cold. “I think we’d better start down.” He turned to Jimmy. His voice was filled with concern. “No hot dogging this time, son. Okay?”

“What is it, Dad?” Jimmy asked feeling their fear. Sensing their terror.

The snow squall moved over them, masking them from the skiers behind them.

“Let’s go. Jimmy, you follow me. Melanie, stay close.”

“I’ll do it,” she replied determinedly.

The squall moved faster than lightening Jimmy thought. He was a good skier and yet, he felt as if he was going far, far too slow. In minutes he couldn’t see in front of him, or beside him. He was thankful his father wore a fire engine red jumpsuit. His mother wore tangerine orange. Both of them stuck out of a crowd like summer vegetables at market. Against the snow, they were like bright lights of hope.

Expertly, John led the way, increasing his speed yet dodging trees and circumventing moguls. His skill at the slalom proved to be lifesaving as he swooshed past clumps of underbrush that seemed to appear out of nowhere, like elves popping out of the ground. Intermittently, he turned his head to keep Jimmy and Melanie in his sights. Each time he did, he signaled with a nod that everything was fine.

Though they moved quickly, the wind gusted at ever increasing speeds thrusting the cloud of blinding snow down the slope. It threatened to overtake them.

John knew that if they didn’t beat the squall, they would have to find shelter until the snowstorm passed. There was no telling how long that could be. If they were to remain this high on the mountain overnight, they could freeze. Realizing their predicament was more dire than he’d originally thought. John slowed and motioned for them to take another route to the left. “We need to go around the squall,” he yelled to them.

But the wind suddenly seemed more than wind. It didn’t howl anymore, it thundered.

John slowed down for Jimmy and Melanie to catch up to him.

It was then Jimmy saw the panic on his father’s face. “What is it?”

John cocked his head to the distance.  Suddenly, the ground rumbled as if it were a sleeping ice dragon come alive.

“Dad?!”

“Avalanche!” John yelled, ramming his poles into the snow. “Ski, Jimmy, as fast as you can. Just go straight! Fast!”

Jimmy followed his father’s command. He shoved himself off, keeping his knees bent, skis straight and together, he picked up speed. He leaned as far over the front of his skis as was possible. He was flying like the wind.

The snow squall created a white out. Jimmy couldn’t see anything. He skied as if he knew where he was going, but he didn’t. He pretended “the force” was guiding him. He had to pretend something because he just didn’t know anymore.

The sound in the crisp, cold air was thunderous, like rounds of cannon fire must have sounded to ancient warriors. Jimmy had never heard anything like it. It terrified him. The ground moved as if making moguls of its own. Then Jimmy realized it wasn’t that the snow underneath was moving, it was rolling snow moving from the top of the mountain down over them.

He didn’t see his father anymore. He didn’t know where he’d gone or if he was even alive.

Suddenly, above the roar of the avalanche, he heard his mother’s voice. “Jimmy!”

How odd. She doesn’t sound scared anymore.

 “Jimmy.” She called him as if she were calling him to dinner.

Then everything in Jimmy’s vision went

About the Author

Catherine Lanigan is the international bestselling and award-winning author of over forty-five published titles in both fiction and non-fiction, including the novelizations of Romancing the Stone and The Jewel of the Nile. Ms. Lanigan’s novels have been translated into over twenty-four languages. Lanigan was tasked by the NotMYkid foundation to pen a collection of compelling and informative true stories of teen addicts. Ms. Lanigan’s SHORES OF INDIAN LAKE series for HARLEQUIN HEARTWARMING includes LOVE SHADOWS, HEART’S DESIRE , A FINE YEAR FOR LOVE, KATIA’S PROMISE, FEAR OF FALLING, SOPHIE’S PATH, PROTECTING THE SINGLE MOM, FAMILY OF HIS OWN, HIS BABY DILEMMA, RESCUED BY THE FIREFIGHTER and MY RACING HEART (2019).

Ms. Lanigan is a frequent speaker at literary functions and book conventions as well as inspiring audiences with her real stories of angelic intervention from her Angel Tales series of books. She is an outspoken advocate for domestic violence and abuse and was honored by The National Domestic Violence Hotline in Washington, D.C. She has been a guest on numerous radio programs including “Coast to Coast” and on television interview and talk show programs as well as blogs, podcasts and online radio interview programs. She writes a monthly blog for Heartwarmingauthors.blogspot.com.

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#CoverReveal #PreOrder #Giveaway – INTO THE RIOT by Karen Renee

Title: Into The Riot
Series: Riot MC #3
Author: Karen Renee 
Genre: MC Romance (Romantic Suspense)
Release Date: December 4, 2018
Tennille “Neil” Lyons has her hands full with Cecilia, her drug addicted sister who recently turned to prostitution to maintain her addiction. Having her sister commit to going to rehab feels like a stroke of luck, until the dealer/handler shows up making threats. While drowning her worries at a hole-in-the-wall bar, she meets a handsome biker. As much as she wants to dismiss him, she finds out he is rougher and tougher than any other man Neil has met before. Which may come in handy, because if Cecilia doesn’t pay her substantial debt, the dealer intends to collect from Neil instead.
Augustus “Razor” Richardson is prospecting with the Riot MC after being renounced from his old MC. He has a past and a reputation as a ladies’ man, but rarely does a woman so blithely give him the brush-off. He knows something is wrong, but she slips away before he can figure out how to help. When an unexpected phone call puts her back in touch, Razor will stop at nothing to protect Neil from harm. However, Razor’s past isn’t done with him yet. Can he prove to Neil that she can trust him before it’s too late?

I had finished the last of my second pulled-pork sandwich, and was debating on making an early exit when Volt approached our huddle.
“Hear you got some problems?” he asked me, as he took a seat in a chair next to Jackie.
“Beg your pardon?”
“‘Your sister’s problems are your problems’?”
Shrugging, I said, “Is what it is. It’ll work out one way or another. It’s what sisters do, share their problems with one another.”
His chin-lift seemed almost ominous in the flickering light of the fire pit. “It’s what the brotherhood does, too. My girl likes you, that means you should tell us about your sister’s problems.”
I scowled. Then, jerking my head at Vamp, I asked, “I thought she was his girl. So, how would you hear that? I didn’t share that with Frankie or any of the other ladies.”
From behind me, Razor’s deep voice said, “I shared it with him.”
My jaw clenched as I fought the urge to punch this guy. Seriously! Where did he get off telling these people these things?
I focused on Volt. “Really, it doesn’t matter. With any luck, those issues will go away in a few weeks.”
“Heard she’s in rehab,” Volt said.
I tilted my head toward the sky, realized Razor was still behind me, and turned my head to him. “You really do have a big a mouth, PB.”
Vamp chuckled and asked, “PB? What’s that about?”
I turned a triumphant look to Vamp. “PB. Short for Pretty Boy.”
Razor growled behind me as Vamp, Volt, and Cal roared with laughter.
“Maybe we should change his road name when he earns his patch,” Cal suggested.
I didn’t hear any of the responses to that because Razor was whispering in my ear, “I end up with that as a road name, you’ll pay. Dearly, you’ll pay. I’d verify that you got what I’m sayin’, but I don’t care. You’ll damn sure get it if that shit hits the fan.”
I should have restrained my smart-ass self, but my response could not be denied. “Oh! I’m quaking in my boots, Pretty Boy.”
The fire made Razor’s blue eyes glisten, but he shifted his gaze from me to Volt. “Don’t let this gorgeous smart-ass change the subject. Her sister’s got serious problems.”
My neck was beginning to ache from leaning back to look at Razor for so long, but I kept my gaze steady as I asked, “How would you know that? I didn’t tell you jack about her problems.”
This drew his eyes back to me. “You downed two G-and-T’s in less than thirty minutes, and Ethel’s is not a place people go to for Happy Hour on a Wednesday night.”
My eyes narrowed and I wanted to stand up, but at the same time I didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of getting such a strong response from me.
“My drinking habits on a random evening don’t give you any knowledge about any problems my sister may, or may not, have.”
“Mmmm, this is good. I wish Tasha were here,” Mallory said.
“Me, too,” I heard, and I turned to see Jackie with an ear-to-ear grin on her face.
“Stop it,” I snapped at them.
Razor spoke and I looked back at him. “You had answers for everything ‘except her problems.’ You said so. You’re pretty damn quick with retorts, so that tells me that her problems must be in the big leagues. Add rehab into that equation, you need people like Riot on your side.”
“You don’t know what you’re talking about,” I snapped.
Volt’s calm voice pulled my head around. “Neil, I had a sister who got caught up in the wrong stuff. She never made it to rehab, because the asshole she fell for got behind the wheel high and drunk, running them into a parked car on the curb of the road. But I do know what it’s like to see your sister make bad choices over and over and over again. If we can help, we will. Keep it in mind.”
“Thanks,” I said to him, hoping he could see the sincerity in my eyes, although what the hell a group of bikers could really do for me and Cecilia, I did not know.
“No problem.”
Razor’s hands clamped on my shoulders. “Was that so hard, Tennille?”
“Is it so hard for you to mind your own business, Augustus?”
I bit back my smile as I heard multiple gasps around the fire pit.
Warm breath was on my neck as Razor whispered, “You’ll damn sure pay for that.”
I grabbed my Styrofoam plate and shot out of my plastic chair. “I do not think so. Hate to break it to you, but the payment the last time was lackluster at best.”

 

His expression went from heated to crestfallen to angry in seconds at my blatant lie. It had been a short kiss on Wednesday and there was no tongue or anything, but it was far from ‘lackluster.’ I turned on my heel, and as I marched away, I said to the group, “Great to meet y’all and thanks for the pulled pork sandwiches. They were the best I’ve had in a long time. Thanks for the invite, Trixie. See ya.”

 

  
Karen Renee is the author of the Riot MC Series. She has wanted to be a writer from a very early age, and she’s finally bringing that dream to life. She has worked in advertising, banking, and local television media research. She is a proud wife and mother, and a Jacksonville native. When she’s not at the soccer field or cooking, you can find her at her local library, the grocery store, in her car jamming out to some tunes, or hibernating while she writes and/or reads books.
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#BlogTour #Excerpt – THE BARN OF BURIED DREAMS by Chrissie Bradshaw

The Barn of Buried Dreams

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Erin and Heather Douglas are struggling. Their mother’s death has left a void in their family and everyday life has side-lined their dreams.

Erin has buried herself away in the family home and left her stage career. By hiding away, she is evading the pain of returning to London and the acting world where her ex-fiancé is enjoying success and a new relationship. When she meets charismatic Texan Jackson McGee, she wrestles with her feelings for him. Should she trust another man?

Heather is juggling babies, work, a rocky marriage and running on wine. An overheard conversation makes her wonder if husband Mark would cheat on her.

Can the sisters help one another to face their fears, dust off and revive those dreams and find joy in life?

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Excerpt

After losing her mother and breaking up with her fiancé, Erin Douglas has buried herself away in the family home. She is trying to avoid a visit by her brother, Fraser and her sister, Heather can’t understand why when Jackson McGee makes an appearance.

 To reach the hall, just off the village square, Erin took a short cut through the churchyard. Her phone buzzing in the depths of her bag slowed her pace. Was Fraser calling again? He didn’t take ‘no’ for an answer easily. She dropped her holdall on a bench, rifling through resistance bands and leaflets to retrieve it before the call went to voicemail. A picture of her sister lit up the screen. Her family were out in full force today.

‘Heather, hi! I can’t speak for long, I’m on my way to a class and I don’t want to be late.’ She sank onto the bench and its dampness hit her. She remembered the rain shower earlier as she jumped up to prevent it seeping through her leggings and knocked her open holdall off the bench. Blast! Everything was spilling out over the muddy path. She crouched to pick up the scattered contents with her free hand.

I haven’t much time either,’ Heather informed her. ‘I’m back at work, you know. I’m grabbing some lunch but I’m covering a lead so, be warned, I might have to cut you off.’

Typical Heather, Erin couldn’t help smiling, she could give anything a dramatic flavour. ‘If you’re so busy, what is it you want?’ she asked reaching for a stray flyer that had blown under the bench. As she stuffed it into the bag, she caught sight of faded jeans and well-worn boots just in front of her.

Erin lifted her head to meet eyes that seemed amused. Their owner had a handful of the colourful resistance bands that she sometimes used for floor work. ‘You look like you’re in need of a hand, should I?’ He was indicating to her holdall.

She nodded, pointed to the phone and mouthed ‘Thank you’ as her cheeks grew even hotter.

‘It’s Fraser, he’s just phoned… told me you’ve put him off staying over tomorrow night and, Erin, I think it’s just not on. Magpie’s Rest is his home too, you know. Why the hell don’t you just leave him the key and, if you’re out, he can relax, maybe catch up with some old mates?’

Erin moved the phone and Heather’s voice, it had risen to full volume, away from her ear as she watched her helper put the last band into her holdall, zip it up and place it back on the bench before walking off towards the square. He was tall, ruggedly handsome and certainly not local. She called out, ‘Thanks!’

He turned back and lifted his hand in acknowledgement. ‘Glad to help.’

Erin, who are you talking too? Are you listening?’

‘Yes, I’m listening. You want Fraser to stay with me and I can’t do it.’

‘If you want my opinion, you’re not being fair. I told Fraser that I’d have a word with you. You’re making excuses…taking no bloody notice. Look, I haven’t time for this, I’ve got a dozen things to do. Give Fraser a call and try to make him welcome tomorrow.’

Was that a ‘kiss’ or a ‘tut’ noise signalling the end of the conversation? Blast, now she had upset her sister as well as her brother.

Erin turned her phone onto silent and pushed her emotions down into the slow churning spin dryer of her stomach and hoped it wouldn’t rev up to full spin, as she entered the village hall. Most of her Pilates class were already there so she summoned her best ‘show must go on’ smile.

‘Hello everybody, it’s a lovely afternoon so let’s roll our mats onto the floor, get some music on and begin.’

As the music started, Erin stood at the front and gave her whole attention to her class. ‘Standing tall, place your feet so they’re parallel with one another and a hip distance apart, let the weight of your body roll into your toes and heels before finding your centre of balance. Now breathe in, take a lateral breath and feel your ribcage move away from your body…’ The familiar music and actions began to work their magic and took control of her nerves and her digestive system. Her worries faded for now and her mind wandered back to the good-looking man who had come to her rescue in the churchyard. His accent, was it American?

Excerpt from:  The Barn of Buried Dreams Chrissie  Bradshaw

 

Author Bio

Chrissie, 2016 winner of the Romantic Novelist’s Elizabeth Goudge writing trophy, is a seasoned tea drinker and a tenacious trainer of her welsh terrier, Oscar. She has always loved match-making a book to a reader. Writing the kind of book she loves to read takes this a step further. When Chrissie is not writing or reading, you will find her walking Oscar on the beach, trying to avoid the gym and spending time with her family and friends.

Her new release, THE BARN OF BURIED DREAMS – when will they see daylight?, is a contemporary story about two sisters who are struggling after the death of their mother. It starts in Dunleith, the same Northumbrian setting as her debut novel ‘A Jarful of Moondreams’, and some characters cross both books. Readers can enjoy either book as a stand alone

Chrissie enjoys tweeting to readers on @ChrissieBeee
Her instagram account is chrissie_bradshaw_author
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#BlogTour #Giveaway – A COWBOY’S CHRISTMAS PROPOSAL by Cathy McDavid


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A Cowboy’s Christmas Proposal
(The Sweetheart Ranch #1)
By Cathy McDavid
Contemporary Romance
Paperback & ebook, 384 Pages
November 1st 2018 by Harlequin Heartwarming

At a magical time of year…

Can a cowboy help falling in love?

For single dad Owen Caufield, living and working at Sweetheart Ranch for a month is the perfect change of pace. While the cowboy turned wedding officiant can now spend more time with his children, Molly O’Malley, his new boss, is less thrilled. A wedding ranch isn’t the best place for three rambunctious youngsters. But amid the chaos—and the coming holidays—it may be the best place to fall in love…

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Molly immediately brightened. “Nora! Please tell me you’re here to rescue us.”

“What else would get me out of bed at this ungodly hour?”

Was eight forty-five an ungodly hour? Owen wondered. Apparently for Nora it was.

“I assume this is Homer’s great-nephew.” Removing her coat, she gave him careful consideration. “He didn’t mention you were easy on the eyes.”

Owen grinned. “He didn’t mention you were, either.”

Her dour countenance magically transformed into a delighted grin. “And charming to boot. I do believe this next month is going to be quite enjoyable.”

“For me, too.”

She twittered. Owen didn’t think he’d heard a woman twitter since he first met his former mother-in-law.

“Are you a witch?” Cody glowered at her. “I don’t like witches.”

Owen was tempted to cover his son’s mouth before the boy embarrassed him further. “Sorry about that.”

“No worries. Your children are adorable. Emily asked me to watch them while you’re busy marrying folks. Got a half-dozen of my own grandkids, so I’m plenty experienced.”

Owen thought her assessment of his kids was much too kind. “I’d be very grateful and will compensate you.”

“Emily’s paying my salary. Said childcare was part of her arrangement with you.”

It was, but Owen didn’t want to take advantage.

“Did Grandma tell you she was eloping?” Molly asked Nora.

“I’m her best friend. She called me last night.”

Molly scowled. “She left us a note.”

“Don’t go getting bent out of shape. She didn’t tell you because you’d have tried to talk her out of it.”

“I absolutely would have.”

“See?” Nora moved her suitcase-sized purse to her other arm. I’m also supposed to take over guest relations for you.”

“What?” Molly drew back. “No!”

Nora shrugged. “Suit yourself. But it’s either that or wedding coordinator, and I’m thinking you’ll be a whole lot better at coordinating weddings than me, considering you have experience planning two of your own.”

Molly ignored the comment and faced Owen. “I’ll fetch the cabin key and meet you there. Number six. Drive around back. Farthest one on the left.” With that, she left.

Owen watched her retreating back. Molly had been married twice?

“Touched a nerve, apparently,” Nora said, erupting in laughter.

 

About the Author

In the third grade, NY Times and USA Today bestselling author Cathy McDavid made it her goal to read every Black Stallion book ever written. Who knew such an illustrious ambition would eventually lead to a lifelong love of all things western and a career writing contemporary romances for Harlequin? With over 1.2 million books sold, Cathy is also a member of the prestigious Romance Writers of America’s Honor Roll.

An “almost” Arizona native, she’s married to her own real-life sweetheart, whom she re-met a few years ago at a high school reunion. Her grown twins are out on their own and finding their happily-ever-afters. In 2014, Cathy retired from the corporate world to write full-time. She now spends her days penning stories about good looking cowboys riding the range, busting a bronc, and sweeping gals off their feet. It a tough job, but she’s willing to make the sacrifice.

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#BlogTour #Giveaway – OUR SWEET DESTINY by Addison Cole

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Our Sweet Destiny

Sweet with Heat: Weston Bradens #2

By: Addison Cole

Releasing Nov 14, 2018

World Literary Press

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Review5 Stars

Another sweet with heat winning story! This was a frustrating book for me because I wanted Rex and Jade together from the beginning but their loyalties to their families overpowered my wishes (temporarily though – hehe). You can feel the magnetic pull between Rex and Jade so much that you will want to keep turning the page to see if they will go behind their families to be together. A tantalizing weekend read!

Synopsis

After ditching a troubled relationship—and her veterinary practice in the process—Jade Johnson returns to the safety of her small hometown and finally finds her footing. That is…until her horse is injured and the son of the man her father has been feuding with for more than forty years comes to her rescue. She’s spent forever trying to deny her attraction to headstrong, too-handsome-for-his-own-good cowboy Rex Braden. The last thing she needs is that particular man complicating her life.

Fiercely loyal Rex Braden has never put anyone or anything before his family. Despite the irate family history, sparks fly between Rex and Jade, unleashing fifteen years of stifled, forbidden love—causing the rebel in each of them to rear its powerful head.

Loyalties are tested, and relationships are strained as Rex and Jade find out if true love really can conquer all.

Our Sweet Destiny is a Sweet with Heat novel and conveys all of the passion you’d expect to find between two people in love without any graphic scenes or harsh language. If you’re looking for a more explicit romance, pick up the steamy edition, Destined for Love, written by New York Times bestselling author Melissa Foster. Addison Cole is Melissa’s sweet-romance pen name.

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A LOVE SO SWEET – Now Available

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Jade stood in the road, watching Rex’s truck disappear around the corner. Everything she thought she’d known about Rex Braden when they were younger seemed to still be true. He was a grumpy, cocky, beautiful man. Darn him. She had to admit, though, the fact that he’d actually spoken to her—and helped her get her horse out of the ravine—was far more than she’d ever thought possible between a Johnson and a Braden.
She walked Flame down the long driveway and into the barn. The familiar smell of manure and hay wrapped around her like a warm hug. The smell was too pungent for most people, but to Jade it represented everything she’d ever known and loved. It represented home. The sounds of the other horses brought a smile to her face, as she’d soon be setting them free in the pasture. She stroked Rudy’s jaw as she passed his stall. Rudy was one of her favorite horses. He was a bright red sorrel with white stockings and a blaze, and he was not only magnificent to look at, but his spunky personality reminded Jade of herself. She wasn’t exactly a rebel, but she wasn’t a conformist either, often leaving her family and friends, and even herself, to wonder what she might do next.
She was relieved to find that Flame was no longer favoring his leg. She turned on soothing music and took a few deep breaths to calm herself down before moving to Flame’s side. She closed her eyes for just a moment to focus her mind on Flame instead of Rex. She concentrated on his breathing and found the rhythm of his breath and his heartbeat. She ran her hands along Flame’s back and sides, soothing his body with a series of slow, gentle strokes. She felt her body relaxing as the music and the feel of the horse calmed her as much as she did him. Jade had always believed that touch could heal, and although she put medicine first, she believed in a more holistic, compassionate approach to animal health care, and she included touch, which she also studied, in most of her healing protocols.
She wondered what Rex would be like if someone took the time to touch him in a soothing way. He reminded her of an injured animal. At first glance, they were cute and you just wanted to touch them, but get too close and they would bare their teeth. Jade knew the secret, though. Once she moved past those teeth and soothed their injuries, they were just as gentle as she first imagined they might be.
Yeah, right.
She really wasn’t sure what to make of Rex. One minute he was mean as a snake and the next he was going out of his way to help her. She’d thought there was a flash of something between them when she’d been practically knocked into his lap. She had the overwhelming urge to kiss him, but then she looked into those dark Braden eyes and she saw a flash of something dangerous there—the heat of which she might not be able to resist—and she bolted. Besides, he ran so hot and cold that he’d probably reel her in only to turn her away, and she was not going to be the girl Rex turned down. That would be all she needed. Especially in their small town.

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MeetTheAuthor

Addison Cole is the sweet-romance pen name of New York Times and USA Today bestselling and award-winning author Melissa Foster. She writes humorous and emotional sweet contemporary romance. Her books do not include explicit sex scenes or harsh language.

Addison spends her summers on Cape Cod, where she dreams up wonderful love stories in her house overlooking Cape Cod Bay.

Visit Addison on her website or chat with her on social media. Addison enjoys discussing her books with book clubs and reader groups and welcomes an invitation to your event.

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#BookBlitz #Giveaway – WORTH THE WAIT by J.B. Heller

Worth the Wait
J.B. Heller
(Alpha One, #2)
Publication date: November 8th 2018
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance, Suspense

What happens when an ex-marine who has never known real love falls for a vivacious redhead about to give up on the concept?

When Zak locked eyes on the feisty redhead storming the lobby of an upscale hotel, he didn’t stand a chance. In iridescent green tights, she had grown men cupping their balls as the fire flashing in her eyes passed over them and Zak was a goner. He saw through her smart mouth and quick wit to the fragile woman beneath her bravado.

Ellie was beginning to think that love was reserved for a select few and she simply wasn’t one of them. One after another, failed relationships have taken their toll on her vibrant spirit, leaving the once fiery bombshell feeling tarnished and inadequate.

Zak’s determination to prove himself to Ellie goes a long way towards breaking down her walls and opening her heart to all the possibilities of their future together. Just when they feel like everything is falling into place one phone call reveals a life altering, explosive secret. Together they need to learn how to expand their love and reinforce their connection while guarding against the danger fixated on them.

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Before she can continue on with her self-depreciative speech I gently, but firmly, place my hand over her mouth. “Enough, Ellie,” I tell her, my tone leaving no room for misinterpretation. I mean business.

To my absolute shock, Ellie listens. Her jaw slams shut beneath my hand. I expected her to lick it or try to bite me—it wouldn’t be the first time—but she does nothing. Her eyes lock on mine, uncertainty and confusion shining in their depths.

I drop my hand slowly from her mouth, then slide it around her jaw. “Enough,” I whisper as I move in closer, bringing my chest just an inch from hers. Keeping our eyes locked together I explain my frustration. “You say men don’t want to stay with you because you’re a lot to handle…and Red, you’re right.”

Her entire body solidifies.

Sliding my hand down her throat I feel her pulse race rapidly under my palm. The further my hand travels, the softer her body becomes. It’s just her stubborn resistance keeping her from melting into me the way I know she wants to.

When I reach her hip, I squeeze. A tiny moan escapes her before she can stop it, and I smirk. Not once have I allowed my eyes to roam her incredible body. I read everything she refuses to say aloud in her green depths. She knows I’m different. She knows this thing with us is different.

I know she says she’s ready for sex, but apprehension is clear in her eyes. And I refuse to take her until she is as sure about me as I am about her. Bringing my free hand to her other hip I curl my fingers into her flesh that peeks from her between her T and shorts, then lift and swing her into my lap. The startled look on her face vanishes the instant she feels my erection pushing up into her ass. Her gaze morphs into desire and

lust.

“I want you, Angel. I’ve wanted you from the second I laid eyes on you. You fascinate me. Entertain me. Calm me. Captivate me. Arouse me. And you do it all, without even trying.” I press my forehead against hers as I relish the feel of her rapid breaths against my lips. “Don’t doubt me. Don’t doubt this. Us,” I plead, sick of dictating how she should feel, but desperate for her to understand. “I am not them.”

Finally, after what feels like an eternity, Ellie nods against my forehead. “Okay,” she whispers. I feel the relief that one single word brings, all the way down to my goddamned toes. Her hips rock against me, ever so gently, teasing me. Her soft hand slides around my neck, coming to rest in the hair at my nape. She stokes her long fingers through my hair and I tip my head back, letting her take control, and loving every second of it.

She presses an open-mouthed kiss to my throat, scraping her teeth against the sensitive flesh as she moves down to my collar bone. My cock is rigid, straining to be freed. Her ass pushes harder against it, grinding down on my length. My fingers dig further into her lush hips as I take over, shifting her until my cock presses against her centre, then I set the pace.

 

Author Bio:

JB Heller is an average Aussie housewife in her early 30’s with a wicked sexy imagination. JB and her family live in Central Queensland, Australia on a mini farm of sorts, surrounded animals.

She writes both romantic suspense and contemporary romance with a healthy splash of wit. You’ll love her dashingly handsome alpha hero’s and their feisty counterparts. Then swoon over her beautifully damaged, and flawed characters.

Most day’s JB can be found glued to her laptop, taking advantage of school hours now that all three of her kidlets are in school. Or trolling Pinterest for her next potential muse. And when she needs a break from the voices in her head she indulges in one of her favourite past times, reading or binging on netflix.

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