Saturday, October 31, 2015

Pre-Order Blitz Ethan's Fall by Dee Palmer

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Book: Ethan’s Fall
Series: A Choice Novel
Author: Dee Palmer
Expected Release: 26th November


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They say once bitten… Ethan Cates is anything but shy. A little time away from his playboy playground has hardened his heart and returning from his travels he has every intention of keeping it that way.This summer his plan is for the three S’s Sun, Sea and Surf…It’s just not his entire plan. Three more S’s… Sex, Sex and more Sex. Ethan loves women. He is just not ever going to love one women and this summer he is on a mission to prove it.

Everyone has a story but not everyone wants to tell their story. Ada is hiding and has no choice but to stay that way because she needs to find someone more than she needs to take her next breath. If she is found and identified she knows she will never get that chance. It’s not a life choice. This is self preservation, she’s lost too much but she will never give up.

For the first time since moving to the small coastal town Ada feels isolated in her opinion of Ethan, the towns favourite prodigal son. He is arrogant, rude and a complete arse to her. But, the first time in forever, Ada is distracted by a man who seems to delight in torturing her, teasing her and playing a game Ada can’t afford to lose…A game she can’t afford to play.

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The door handle seems stiff when I realise its locked. What the fuck! I shake the handle and yell.
“Open the fucking door!” I no longer contain my rage not giving whoever has the audacity to lock themselves in my bedroom time to comply with my demand. I step back and with one fierce kick I boot the door wide open. A sharp shrill scream competes with the sound of the cracking door frame and splintering wood.
Not what I was expecting. The trembling girl in front of me, her white knuckles fiercely gripping the handle but her hold is wobbly and she weakly waves my baseball bat at me.I instantly step forward and swipe it from her grasp. She yelps and jumps back against the wall. Her dark blue eyes are wide with terror and I get a sudden pang in my chest that I am causing this distress. I drop the bat and walk to my closet all the while keeping my eyes fixed on her. She looks scared shitless which is understandable. I guess I might look a little scared if some strange naked guy crashed into my room. But this is my room and I’m not the stranger she is. But yes, I am naked and I need to fix that. I pick the first set of shorts I can find and slip them on. I can see her visibly relax and I like that I have done that.
“Who are you?” Her voice waivers but she coughs and straightens her shoulders in a display of faux confidence. It makes me smile which seems to irritate her.
“My apartment darling… I get to ask the questions.” My tone is clipped. Yeah I can be irritated too. I have had way too little sleep and currently have a hard on that won’t go away. Her eyes keep dipping to take in my tenting crotch which honestly isn’t helping. “What are you doing in here…taking a break from the performance?” She is almost naked herself. Her slim bare legs peek below a skinny T-shirt that look familiar. It’s mine or at least used to belong a girl I went to school with. She must have left it here when she visited from University. It has St Andrews University blazoned across the front and it is far too small to fit me. So apart from my clothing she doesn’t appear to have anything else on…certainly no bra. Interesting.
“What?” Her shocked tone piqued with insult halts my wayward thoughts.
“Are you taking a break from the show I just broke up?” I speak slowly and I know my patronising tone is causing the fury to flash in her crystal blue eyes. I tip my head toward the other room, to the highlight my point and the scene of the crime.
“Oh absolutely…and the locked door is all part of my foreplay!” She crosses her arms tightly around her chest which just lifts her breasts that little bit higher.
“It’s effective” My face fails to hind my amusement. “Rude to point.” I fail again to hold in a laugh but then I’m not really trying. This is the most fun I have had in a long time. She instantly cups the offending nipples with her hands and flashes bright red.
“Oh my God! Sky said you were cool but you’re actually an arsehole!” Her haughty tone, however, is my breaking point. I stride over to her and grab her elbow. She yelps at my tight grip and I easily drag her from my room. There is practically nothing to her, except delicately soft skin under my finger tips, masses of unruly jet black waves and fierce piercing blue eyes. I open the front door and deposit her outside on the landing in her bare feet.I go to close the door.
“Wait!” She screeches. I hold the door and regard her cooly through the gap. “My clothes…all my clothes are in your washing machine.”
“Why?” I am confused but she looks like I have just asked the dumbest question.
“I used you laundry facilities. Sky said I could. I’ll pay for the washing tablet but I need my clothes…you have all my clothes….” She bites her words out and I fight back a grin. She is in no position to be snarky with me.
“Not all you clothes.” I casually glance at the T-shirt she has borrowed from one of my draws. 
Her eyes dip to where my gaze is focused and she tugs at the material for emphasis. “This is yours…I just used it while mine where washing. Everything I own is in your machine!” She is fighting her frustration. I can see the way she is biting her cheek that she is just itching to tell me all her deepest desires. No, she’s itching to rip my fucking bollocks off but I like my internal fantasy better.
‘You are right…that is my T shirt.” I cup my hand in the universal sign language of ‘hand it over’. The shock on her face is priceless.
“What? No!” She shouts out indignantly.
“My T-shirt. You either give it to me or I will take it from you.” She takes a step back and crosses her arms once more. It’s cute her tiny frame trying to emanate any kind of barrier.
“You wouldn’t?” Her voice is a whisper and her eyes are wide like saucers, deep blue mesmerising saucers. I step up to her but don’t say a single word. I silently wait…and wait. Her eyes narrow and she huffs. “You’re an arsehole…you know that?” I wait… “Fine!” She steps away creating enough space to roughly pull the T-shirt from her body before flinging it with some considerable force at my face. Not the first time today I catch the missile aimed at my head but this time I hold it. She has cupped her breasts. I was right, no bra. My eyes flick down her body and my mouth slides into the smuggest smile I can manage.
“No…no please.” Her breathy pleas go straight to my cock which would be caged in a pair of loose fitted boxer shorts but she is wearing them. Well, she is wearing one pair of them at least. Even with the tight elasticated waste the oversized underwear hangs deliciously from her slender hips. Her delicate curves no match for the might of gravity pulling the shorts further down her body exposing even more skin.
‘Oh dear” I say solemnly but with no remorse. “Those would be mine also I believe hmmm?” I tap my finger lightly on my chin as if pondering this great conundrum. ‘What to do? What to do?”
“Please Ethan.” My name on her lips sounds…strange…familiar…sexy. I like it and fuck, I could get used to that pleading.
“I’m nothing if I’m not a gentleman.” I offer but just as she steps forward misunderstanding the limits of my chivalry, I push the door closed in her face. I let her keep the pants.

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Other Books In The Series:

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Never A Choice
(The choices Trilogy Book 1)

Always A Choice
(The choices Trilogy Book 2)

The Only Choice
(The choices Trilogy Book 3)

About The Author 

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Dee Palmer hates talking about herself in the third person so I won’t. My husband had my iPod engraved one Christmas with ‘sing like no-one’s listening’ and I know my family actually wish they weren’t listening because I am, in fact, tone deaf but it doesn’t stop me and this gentle support has enabled me to fulfil a dream. This has been a truly brilliant experience, I wrote The Choices Trilogy back to back and released them this year just one month apart...Don't you hate waiting for the next book in a series? The entire process has undoubtedly been made possible by my incredibly supportive family. I know this is very much an acknowledgment but I know I wouldn’t be writing even this single paragraph if it wasn’t for them so this is about who I am, I am because they let me be.

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Release Blitz A Complicated Summer Of Love by DM Midgley

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Book: A complicated Summer Of Love
Series: Complicated Love #3
Author: DM Midgley
Genre: Contemporary 
Cover By: Swish Design


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Seven people.
Two couples.
One love triangle.

Annabelle thought that sharing a holiday with her friends would be the perfect way to spend a break. She never would have guessed that it would end with a secret that could threaten her future with Joshua.

Karl vows to win Tracy after telling her that she belongs with him. Can he prove to her that she’s the one and they deserve a chance at happiness?

Brandon, Lily and Maddison are stuck in a love triangle that no one wants. Maddison has secrets of her own, Lily is scared of commitment and wants to enjoy herself, and Brandon is stuck. Stuck between a woman he can’t stop thinking about and a woman that pursues him incessantly. 

This isn’t going to be the relaxing, calming, enjoyable summer holiday that these friends thought it might be. This could quite possibly be, a complicated summer of love.

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About The Author

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She lives in England, UK and is married with two children. At the moment she is a stay at home mum whilst her son is still at nursery.

She used to be a blogger for two blogs before writing the Complicated Love Series and she really enjoyed helping other authors whenever she could. 
She loves reading and remembers her first book read on her kindle was Little Women and as a kid she loved reading Disney stories, her favourite was peter Pan. 
The idea for her debut novel, A Complicated Love came about rather abruptly one night in a dream. she wasn't sure whether she could get it down on paper; however with much needed support by her author friends she has gained motivation and confidence to write her novel, This has greatly helped her inspiration and self-belief to grow. She never expected that one book would result in a series being born. 
You can follow her on facebook, goodreads and twitter for all the latest information and future projects.

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Other Books In the Series

A Complicated Love #1


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An Unexpected Love #2


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Book Blitz After Dark: Tales of Terror and Romance

After Dark:  Tales of Terror and Romance

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Six tantalizing tales—from spooky romance to in-your-face-don’t-read-in-the-dark horror—that will have you wanting more. 

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After Dark:  Tales of Terror and Romance
Ashlei Hawley: A Midnight Haunting
Rachel Pike has had a hard eight years. She broke up with her fiance, Doug, who then found love with her best friend and had a child with her. The boy's mom died in a terrible tragedy Rachel blames herself for to this day.
Now, Rachel's mom is on her deathbed. Her ex-fiance's brother has admitted longtime feelings for her. Worse, Doug has called and requested her particular job specialty. He needs her help to figure out if something supernatural is happening at the manor he's trying to renovate as a Bed & Breakfast.
Rachel must push away the past to protect her lost friend's son. Her own future becomes even more entangled when she begins to unravel the mysteries of the house and the possibility haunting of her friend's terrified family.

D.L Harlow: Black Fog
A mysterious fog rolls into town. Some feel it's the end of days while others say it's just some strange weather. However, this fog contains something more sinister that the devil even fears it. Nothing in Heaven or Hell was ever prepared for this.

S.C Hutchinson: Torn Decisions (synopsis to come)

Haven Anne Lennox:  Burning Desires (synopsis to come)

C.M Holloway: Seeking Sanctuary
The fae and humans have lived among one another for hundreds of years until the humans start to close in on the fae’s land. The pollution from the machines are making some of the fae sick--especially queen Emberlyn. This puts King Aurelian in between a rock and a hard place. What choices does the king really have? Does he stay by his loves side and let his people die? Or does he find a way to save his all his people. Will he let his love for his wife weaken him or will he use it as motivation? He loves them both his queen and his people are what he lives for. It seems like a fruitless venture, until he realizes how powerful his son is. Time is ticking. The fate of both worlds rests on the shoulders on one young child--the son of the king of the fae.
Sandra Ely: Between the Veils
When Jacob and Mandy decide to flip a house to pay for college, they get more than they bargained for. Are they strong enough to fend off the forces at work or will one or both be forever trapped between the veils?

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Title: After Dark:  Tales of Terror and Romance
Author: (multiple authors)  Sandra Ely, DL Harlow, SC Hutchinson, Ashlei Hawley, Haven Anne Lennox, and CM Holloway
Official Launch Date: October 1, 2015
Publication Date: October 1, 2015
Paperback Price: $8.99
Digital Price: $0.99
Pages: 218
ISBN: 1518683533

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Friday, October 30, 2015

Release Blitz Cowboy Endings by Kasey Millstead + GIVEAWAY $25.00 amazon gift card

Title: Cowboy Endings
Series: Down Under Cowboy #7
Author: Kasey Millstead
 Release Date: October 30, 2015


Join your favourite Australian couples for one last goodbye.

Life is wrought with ups and downs, and if we are lucky, we will have the one we love to relish the joys and to navigate the rough waters of heartache.

Cowboy Endings takes place ten years after the end of Cowboy Redemption and comprises of six novellas. There will be joy, heartache, laughter, sorrow and love from your favourite Australian couples, as they deal with issues that plague many marriages.

Join Jackson & Edie, Jeremy & Ava, Clay & Jules, Luke & Laura, Zeke & Sienna, and Kye & Kennedy one last time before they say goodbye.

**Cowboy Endings should be read as the final book in the Down Under Cowboy Series. It is not intended to be read as a standalone**

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Kasey Millstead lives a quiet life in country New South Wales, Australia, with her husband and their four young children. She enjoys baking, singing (ridiculously out of tune) & spending time with friends and family. Kasey has always harboured a deep love for reading and writing, and she is now lucky enough to be living her dream of being an Author.

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Blog Tour SCATTERED ASHES by Annie Anderson + #GIVEAWAY

SCATTERED ASHES by Annie Anderson
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Aurelia Constantine is having a rough century. 
Plagued by visions of murder, death and destruction, she has resigned herself to the nightmare her life has become. When an enemy from her past comes to her rescue, she must let go of old wounds and heal the breach so she may survive the evil poisoning her mind. 

Rhys Stevens is guilty. 
Murder. Betrayal. Treason. Take your pick; he’s guilty of them all. On the path of redemption, he must beg for forgiveness from the one person he fought to save - the woman he has always loved. 

Thrown together in the trenches of war, they must work as a team to stop a monstrous puppet master from pulling their strings.

Ashes, ashes. We all fall down.
Get ready to burn.

I groan as I open the car door and pull my body to standing. I rub my eyes, so happy I ditched the contacts and shake out my legs before going to the trunk to pull out my go-bag. Every vehicle I own (even the boat and four-wheelers) has a small duffel bag stashed somewhere in them. They contain cash, clothes, one day of rations (beef jerky and a flask of Jameson, don’t give me too much credit), and a new identity.

The identity I probably won’t need just yet, but I do need the set of clothes. My suit jacket was lost to some poor male patron with a gut shot, and my pants and shirt are ruined by some lady’s blood and the remnants of what I did to Thad during his interrogation. I feel guilty for not using the Morganite knife and killing him for real since I know he’ll heal in the next couple of days. My only solace is that it will take a few days to regrow his whole fucking head.


I knew I shouldn’t have gone to my stupid exhibit. I swear it’s the last time I let Evan talk me into anything.

I mean it this time.

Rhys has been quiet most of the drive, and it’s a blessing because I have no idea what to say to him. But it’s a curse as well due to the barbed guilt running through my veins. I’ve spent little time with him that hasn’t included me trying to rip him limb from limb, so a conversation might be impossible. I’m also a little disturbed having him so close hasn’t been the hardship I thought it would be. He’s been quiet, considerate, and he pumped the gas when we stopped because me getting out of the car would have caused a stir.

We both get out of the car and walk to the trunk, which I’ve popped with the key fob.

“You want me to carry that?” he asks, chivalrously reaching past me to lift my duffel out of the trunk. The bastard. I really wish he’d cooperate and be an asshole so I could hate him appropriately. I grind my teeth together in an attempt to avoid screaming and give a jerky nod, letting him take the bag. It takes some effort, but I gently close my trunk, careful not to hurt my baby even though I want to smash something.

I stride towards the front door behind Rhys, vigilantly trying not to stomp my feet and pout like a Goddamn toddler. My anger only grows when I notice how fucking spectacular he looks in a suit. Holy shit balls. He’s easily six foot three, maybe taller. I’m five-three on a good day, so he’s at least an entire foot taller than me. The crisp dark charcoal gray suit emphasizes the wideness of his shoulders and the line of his body as it flows from his strong neck to his lean waist and tight ass. People I hate are not supposed to be this fucking hot in a suit.

© Copyright 2015 Annie Anderson


Annie Anderson is originally from Dallas, Texas but has lived in England, Las Vegas (because Las Vegas and the state of Nevada are two very different places), New Mexico, Illinois, Florida and Georgia. As soon as the military stops moving her family around, she’ll settle on a state, but for now she enjoys being a nomad with her husband, two kids, and an old man of a dog. 

- AUTHOR FuN FaCts -
  • I’m a veteran. I served 4 years Active Duty and 2 years Reserve in the United States Air Force. 
  • My favorite color is cerulean. (Yes, I know it’s pompous, and I don’t care.)
  • I hate lettuce. 
  • I am actually pissy after a good workout. Like rip my shoes off and pout on the carpet, pissy. I work out at least 3-6 days a week, and throw a 2-year-old fit every single time. I hate being hot, so much.
  • I love math. I seriously considered becoming a high school math teacher when I was in college. 
  • I order pizza with no cheese on it. I don't like melted cheese. I like solid cheese and liquified cheese but the in-between stringy yuck on pizza? No. But I love pizza, so I order it cheese-less. (My daughters eat it this way as well.)
  • I read obnoxiously fast. When I’m not writing or running after children, I can read about 4 books a day.
  • I suffer from RBF (Resting Bitch Face). I’m not mad. This is just how my face looks.
  • I’ve been married for almost 10 years to my awesome husband. He's put up with my picky, blunt, RBF-having self for a decade. The man deserves a medal.
  • I like to sew. And craft. And paint. And organize. And clean. I think I missed the day when they passed out left-brain, right-brain cards in school.


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NEW BOOK ANNOUNCEMENT - Biting Point by Azalea amy Lezlynn

Title: Biting Point 
Author: Azalea amy Lezlynn 
Genre : Erotic Romance


Three-T rules the roads.

But this is no televised championship, with its own rules and regulations.

There are no pretty flags or set race tracks in these street races.

My lover races raw.

He races wild.

He races illegally.

He races like a God.

I began to believe such a man could never love a girl like me, but love me he does… all of me … and there are plenty of my fuller-plus-size figured curves to love.

Together we stand strong at the head of his exotic car racing dynasty, but there is darkness brewing.

As fate would have it, regrets collect like old friends ready to relive his most agonizing moments. 
Dark secrets are awakened, whispering their threats of destruction. 

Will they be enough to take us down?

The moment arises for him to decide who is more important.
Me or his brotherhood of racing league members? 

This is where our legacy with the world's fastest cars begins.

“We Ride Together ... As One ... 'Til The End.”

WARNING : Possessive, Controlling, Domineering, Loyal, Jealous, Protective & Passionately Sexual Italian Alpha Male - with - slight undertones of 'Dominance & Submission'. 
{sexual scenes with: fruit, bondage with roses, ice cream & light blood play} 

New Adult, Contemporary, Erotica, Action Adventure.
Due to strong language and graphic sexual content, this book is not intended for readers under the age of 18.