Monday, March 16, 2015

✦☆✦Pre Order Tour ✦☆✦ Heartstrings by Kelli McCracken


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Heartstrings
by Kelli McCracken
Pre Order Tour
March 12th - March 25th

  
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“You’ve suffered a terrible tragedy, Jo.” That’s what my doctor keeps telling me. All I know is that I’ve lost everything—my ability to play piano, six years of my life, my will to live…

The only thing keeping Jocelyn 'Jo' Hayes from falling apart is her brother, Brighton, whose past is sketchier than her mind. Brighton’s hiding secrets. He refuses to give Jo the answers she needs, but after she meets the mysterious Adam, she decides to keep secrets of her own.

As Jo’s recovery fluctuates, Adam’s purpose in her life grows more confusing. Then Paxton Carr shows up at her door. His resemblance to Adam sends Jo’s on a quest to discover the truth and regain her memories.

But the truth doesn’t always set someone free. Will Jo find the missing pieces of her memory and solve the riddle she calls life, or will the ugly truth destroy what’s left of her mind?


 
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ABOUT KELLI:

Kelli McCracken spends most of her days in front of her computer, crafting her next novel. She loves to read and occasionally curls up with a good book. When she's not chauffeuring kids, cleaning house, or hog-tying unruly characters, she enjoys taking hikes, drinking coffee, or listening to music.

"I've learned that in life, you can never take anything too serious. Murphy's Law never fails, and if you spend your life trying to be perfect, you miss out on mishaps that can turn into miracles. Take time to appreciate life. It's gone before you know it."

Kelli lives with her husband and children in Eastern Kentucky. To learn more about the author, you can find her on Facebook or visit her website.


 
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Caden Carlisle is a world-renowned superstar with good looks, million dollar movie deals and women throwing themselves at him wherever he goes. He has it all… but wants nothing more than a normal life without the paparazzi and glitz.
Brooklyn Holloway is an up and coming starlet with a solid head on her shoulders and her eyes wide open. It’s all about art for her and she isn’t looking to star in blockbuster films. She’s perfectly happy keeping a low profile and doing indie projects with a message.
When fate throws the two of them together on set; both are unprepared for their undeniable connection. Cade is drawn to Brook’s down-to-earth wholesomeness and she can’t help the irresistible pull of his good looks, sense of humor and chivalrous ways… So, when he begins to think he’s in love with her, resisting is next to impossible, despite being committed to someone else.
Only when filming ends and the world’s fascination with celebrity invades their bubble, can they decide if the emotions they felt on set were scripted, or forever.
 
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I felt the walls were crashing in around me. I tried to push against his chest, but he only held me tighter, his arms going around my back.
"Go back to your... girlfriend!" I said the words softly, but inside I was screaming. His eyes were wide, and he was breathing fast when he looked at my tear stained face
"Brook, this is so fucked up! Please listen to me. Until twenty seconds ago, I thought you were with David!" His voice was thick with pain, as he tried to stop my struggles.
My useless struggles quieted, and defeat filled my voice. "Cade, I beg you, please let me go. Don't make a scene that neither one of us can afford. We don't need the rags telling the wrong story to the world. Please, I just gotta get out of here." I struggled against him again, and this time his arms dropped to his sides. He stood in front of me, staring in stunned disbelief.
"Please don't follow me." I turned and ran out to the street.
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I’ve always been creative with art, music, theater and writing. I decided to write a story as a way to build a network for a business venture. The reader support of my stories and my overwhelming desire to find out where my characters would take me, soon had the writing morphing the business. No one was more shocked than I. When readers began nominating my work for online awards, it took my breath away and only made me love it more. It soon became clear that writing was, and should be, my focus.
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Need by K.I. Lynn and N. Isabelle Blanco Blog Tour

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Need Series Part 1
K.I. Lynn and N. Isabelle Blanco
Genre: New Adult, Erotica, Romance
March 3, 2015
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Sometimes love happens at first sight, even when you’re at an age where you can’t comprehend what it means. It was just a crush. They were only kids, after all. But what happens when that feeling never goes away? Brayden and Kira have been neighbors for years, and best friends since they met. They have a connection that is evident to many, and it’s haunted them their whole lives. Teenage hormones rage, turning their friendship into something neither can handle. The attraction is carnal, all-consuming, and it seems like it’s only a matter of time before Brayden loses control. Everything slams to a halt when their single parents decide to get remarried . . . to each other. Bad decisions and broken friendships make living across the hall from the one person you want above all difficult. Luckily for Brayden, it’s only for a few months before he’s off to college in another state, leaving Kira to face high school alone. Brayden tries to stay away, to forget her, but it’s an impossible task he fails at time and time again. Kira is morphing from a sexy teenager to an irresistible woman, one that knows what she wants and seems hell-bent on getting it. As Kira’s eighteenth birthday approaches, Brayden has a decision to make. Does he keep running away from the thing he wants the most or does he run toward it? Is it possible to ever be happy without the one person you need? ------------------------------------ "I'm Brayden, baby. The man you've been dreaming about your whole life. And I'm about to fucking show you why." Part 1 of a 2 part series.  
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Brayden I’m going to fucking tear someone apart. I’ll obliterate every part of them, and then move onto someone else. Austin’s first. I’ll rip Craig apart if he gets in my way, too. I won’t stop until I’m surrounded in nothing but chaos. Until the world around me reflects everything rolling around inside me. Hell, the way I feel right now, I want to rip apart Ryan, my fucking father, Sonia, our God damned neighbors. I’ll destroy everything. My car. This driveaway. My father’s house. Everything. Especially the little demon that just blasted out of my car and is busy stomping in her cute, flowery heels toward the front door. “I’m not done with you!” I slam my car door so hard I’m surprised the windows don’t shatter. “I’m so, so, so done with you!” She opens the door and storms inside, closing it before I can catch up to her. The hell she is. It’ll be over my dead body the day she’s done with me. I grab onto the knob and twist...fucking girl locked it! Huffing like a beast, I yank my keys out of my pocket and shove the one for the house into the keyhole, almost breaking it off as I turn it, shaking with all the pent up emotions inside me. Right now, anger is winning. Big time. Soon it’s going to be something else. I’m going to lose control. And I don’t give a damn. This girl is going to see the error of her ways before I even think of backing down. Flirting with Austin in front of me. Following after him. Who the hell does she think she is? Kira is rushing up the stairs by the time I get into the foyer. “I told you I wasn’t done with you!” “Leave me the hell alone, I don’t have to listen to you!” That’s it. I take the stairs two at a time, gaining on her. “Kira? Brayden?” Sonia call from the kitchen. “What’s going on? Is everything alright?” “This asshole thinks he can tell me what to do!” Kira screams down at her mother. “Kira!” Sonia is clearly shocked at her daughter’s behaviour. She should be more worried about Kira’s choice of clothing or the guys she decides to flirt with in front of me. “Your daughter thinks she can wear the tiniest shorts on Earth and that me and Ryan aren’t going to have anything to say about it,” I say, loud enough for Sonia to hear. Kira glares at me over her shoulder. “You have no right.” “Kira, of course he’s going to worry about you. He’s your stepbrother!” We both growl at Sonia’s reminder. Kira whirls around, pointing her stubborn, cute little finger in my face. “You are not my brother.” I grab her hand, muscles carrying out the acts of my emotions, and pin her to the wall. Her body’s covered by every inch of mine, my dick pounding against her stomach so hard I can’t see straight anymore. I hold her hand down by her side, grab her neck with my other hand, and lean in to sniff her. Long, deep. The scent of her hits home, right in the most painful, starving part of me. My back arches, feet pushing into the floor to give me more leverage, and I rock my hips against her. All-consuming want has control. I’m nothing but a beast in heat. Furious with the need to fuck what’s mine. She arches back into me, like she was made to, her tiny moan ripping a desperate one out of me. I breathe her in, rubbing my nose up and down her neck like a maniac, across her jaw. My nose skims her mouth, finding it parted for me, her lower lip plump and wet. “How many times am I going to tell you I know I’m not your brother?” I growl into her juicy mouth, teeth grinding as I fight the urge to eat it. “Brayden.” The way she says my name when she needs me is going to be the death of me. Grinding into her, I let my forehead fall onto hers, eyes squeezed closed. “Why are you doing this?” I ask her, my voice reflecting what is going on inside me, how I feel my cells being torn apart. “Why are you driving me crazy like this?” “You’re always driving me crazy,” she complains, but her hands are in my hair, her fingers running across my scalp. God, yes. Her words, her touch—they soothe the proprietary monster inside me. I nuzzle her nose with mine, our bodies rubbing, seeking, calming me and exciting me all at once. I want to kiss her sweet lips, rub my tongue against hers. Hear her moan my name into my mouth. “Kira,” I groan instead, pressing my fisted hands against the wall next to her head. But I don’t move away from her yet. I can’t. The smell of her, how her smaller body grinds into me and teases my cock, has me so worked up I’m about to go off right here. Just from dry humping her. “We can’t do this. You know that.” “But I want you, Brayden.” Her whispered confession blasts through me, incinerating all logic. Yes. Yes. Yes. She wants me. Not fucking Austin. Not some other dipshit. Me. I grab her wrists, forcing her arms up high above her head, taking complete control of her body. I open my eyes, finding hers liquid with want, locked on my lust-tightened face. For me. All for me. Her sexy little tongue peeks out, wetting her lower lip and teasing me with a glimpse of what’s mine. What was taken from me years ago. What I’m going to own again. Right now. I seal my mouth over hers without warning, jerking at that first taste of her lips after such a long time. She goes wild beneath my weight, rubbing against me like she’s about to come for me, her lips parting and her tongue sliding out to taste me. Like I’m tasting her. Fucking my mouth as rough as I’m fucking hers. Fuck. I’m going to come. The tip of my cock is swollen, pulsating with an orgasm that’s going to wreck me. I’ve never been this ready. This worked up. And Kira’s about to give it to me. Her fingers pull at my hair, her hips riding my thigh, and I know she’s about to come with me just as hard as I’m going to with her. I bite at her lip hard, pulling back and dragging my teeth along it, opening my eyes enough to see her beautiful face all scrunched up with the pleasure I’m giving her— There’s a loud crash from downstairs, what sounds like a pot or something equally as heavy slamming into the floor, and Sonia’s low curse follows after. “No,” Kira whimpers when I pull back, her fingers tight around the back of my head, refusing to let me go.    
About the Authors
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K.I. Lynn K.I. Lynn is the USA Today Bestselling Author from The Bend Anthology and the Amazon Bestselling Series, Breach. She spent her life in the arts, everything from music to painting and ceramics, then to writing. Characters have always run around in her head, acting out their stories, but it wasn’t until later in life she would put them to pen. It would turn out to be the one thing she was really passionate about. Since she began posting stories online, she’s garnered acclaim for her diverse stories and hard hitting writing style. Two stories and characters are never the same, her brain moving through different ideas faster than she can write them down as it also plots its quest for world domination…or cheese. Whichever is easier to obtain… Usually it’s cheese.
    nisabelleblanco Isabelle Blanco Isabelle Blanco is theAmazon BestsellingAuthor of the Allure Series, the Compulsions Series, and many others. She was born in Queens, NY (USA). At the age of three, due to an odd fascination with studying her mother’s handwriting, she began to read and write. By the time she’d reached kindergarten, she had an extensive vocabulary and her obsession with words began to bleed into every aspect of her life. An avid reader in her teens, her fascination with Japanese anime eventually led her to the universe of fan fiction, which became her on-again, off-again hobby for the next ten years. During that time she amassed a following of fans that, by her own admission, she would never be able to live without. It was those fans who encouraged her to step beyond the fan fiction realm and try her talent in the publishing world. Isabelle Blanco spends her days working as an author, web programmer, marketer, and graphic designer. That is when she isn’t handling her “spawn”, as she calls her son, and brainstorming with him about his future career as a comic book illustrator.
 
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Blog Tour : Prevail (Triumph #3) by S.J. McGran

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Blog Tour : March 16th - 20th Title: Prevail (Triumph #3) Author: S.J. McGran Genre: Contemporary, NA

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Rico Jones I am an addict. I’m addicted to drugs, alcohol, and pussy. There has been only one drug that has ever made me feel this high, this invincible, and this… free. It’s a feeling I promised myself I’d never let myself feel again, but that was before she walked into my life. She’s worth adding another addiction to my list, even at the expense of my heart. Riley Andrews I’m a cold-hearted bitch—at least that’s what I’ve been told over and over again by my ex-fiancĂ©. The truth is I’m just a little scared, a lot lost, and broken beyond repair. I don’t have the option of breaking down though. People are counting on me to help them overcome their own pasts and fears. To save them. But, when my past threatens to destroy me, and my future threatens to disappear I’m the one that needs to be saved. Is it possible for one person to ruin you and save you at the same time?   Prevail Paperback Cover 11978-add-to-goodreads
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“Riley.” My voice carries, bouncing off the brick walls. “Riley, stop.” When her pace picks up to a run, I yell louder, my own pace matching hers. “Goddamn it, Riley. Stop.” She comes to an abrupt halt but doesn’t turn around, doesn’t lift her head. I watch her hands ball into fists the closer I get. I know she wants this—she has to. The chemistry between us is too damn powerful. I, for one, am fucking tired of fighting it. I’m making this girl mine if it’s the last thing I do. Stepping in front of her I grab her chin between thumb and forefinger. “What are you running from, Kit?” Her eyes flick up to mine before looking over my shoulder. “Why do you call me that?” Her voice comes out shaky, I can’t tell if it’s fear or desire that’s got hold of her nerves. Taking two more steps, I invade her space backing her into the brick wall. Placing my hands on the wall I cage her in, forcing her attention. “Because when you get pissed at me you snarl in the most adorable way, like a sweet kitten trying so hard to be ferocious.” Lowering my voice just slightly I continue, “But, just like that little kitten you’re too damn cute to be scary.” Her sweet lavender scent hits me as she turns her head away from me, her hair brushing against my face. I drop my hands from the wall to grab her hips, I hold her like that for a few seconds, loving the way she feels in my arms. Unable to resist touching her more, teasing her more I slide my palms up her sides, just barely brushing the sides of her breasts. Pressing in even closer I make sure she can feel my erection pressing into her stomach. “I call you, Kit because you purr every time I touch you, baby.” My mouth dips down to take her ear between my teeth—I alternate between sucking and nibbling until I feel her small body let go of the tension she’s been trying so hard to fight and she melts against me. Then that sweet, sweet sound moves past her lips. “That sound. Damn Riley do you even know what that sound does to me?” Apparently done with her shy girl act, done with the girl that’s afraid of this, she looks up at me and in a raspy, sexy as hell voice asks, “What does it do to you, Rico?”
prevailbio About the Author: One day I woke up and realized there were people living inside of me. Their words were too potent to ignore. So I started writing them. I started telling their stories. And, now I’m too addicted to stop. When I’m not writing and talking to imaginary people I’m probably curled up on my couch with my husband, and one of our fur-babies—not both because you see my puppy and my cat aren’t quite sure if they like each other yet. My other obsessions include reading smutty romance, the Detroit Tigers, ice cream, pizza,coffee,and craft beer. 

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Blog Tour ✰Touch Screen ✰ by L.B. Dunbar


Touch Screen
by L.B. Dunbar
Blog Tour
March 4th - 17th
 

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The prodigal son. A second chance. The long kept secret. 

Home?

I had returned. I hadn’t been here for seven years. I was angry that last summer, and once I got away, I didn’t want to come back. The irony was the career I sought to escape this small town was the very reason I was here. My first movie was a featured film at the Traverse City Film Festival. As an independent film director, my premiere brought me back home. Home. A place I didn’t recognize.

Or maybe home didn’t recognize me? 

I had it all in California: a girlfriend who was the daughter of a movie financier, a job that led to connections in the film industry, and a condo overlooking the ocean in Malibu. What I didn’t have was family. I had left them all behind. I was the prodigal son.
The last person I expected to see was her. Britton McKay. She had been my summer love as a teenager. Not just once, but over several summers; until the last one. That was seven years ago. Now, she looked more beautiful than I remembered. Seeing her again flooded me with memories long suppressed. She reminded me of everything I once had and left behind. 

Now, she had returned too.

Can lost romance be rekindled? 
Can unanswered questions be revealed? 
Can I make this place my home again?
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L.B. Dunbar reunites you with the Carter and Scott families as all are gathered home. 

Your favorite families await with flashbacks, celebration, and heartbreak.

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About L.B. Dunbar



I’d like to say I was always a writer. I’d also like to say that I wrote every day of my life since a child. That I took the teaching advice I give my former students because writing every day improves your writing. I’d like to say I have my ten-thousand hours that makes me a proficient writer. But I can’t say any of those things. I did dream of writing the “Great American Novel” until one day a friend said: Why does it have to be great? Why can’t it just be good and tell a story?
  
As a teenager, I wrote your typical love-angst poetry that did occasionally win me an award and honor me with addressing my senior high school class at our Baccalaureate Mass. I didn't keep a journal because I was too afraid my mom would find it in the mattress where I kept my copy of Judy Blume’s Forever that I wasn't allowed to read as a twelve year old.
  
I can say that books have been my life. I’m a reader. I loved to read the day I discovered “The Three Bears” as a first grader, and ever since then, the written word has been my friend. Books were an escape for me. An adventure to the unknown. A love affair I’d never know. I could be lost for hours in a book.
  
So why writing now? I had a story to tell. It haunted me from the moment I decided if I just wrote it down it would go away. But it didn't. Three years after writing the first draft, a sign (yes, I believe in them) told me to fix up that draft and work the process to have it published. That’s what I did. But one story let to another, and another, and another. Then a new idea came into my head and a new story line was created. 

I was accused (that’s the correct word) of having an overactive imagination as a child, as if that was a bad thing. I've also been accused of having the personality of a Jack Russell terrier, full of energy, unable to relax, and always one step ahead. What can I say other than I have stories to tell and I think you’ll like them. If you don’t, that’s okay. We all have our book boyfriends. We all have our favorites. Whatever you do, though, take time for yourself and read a book.

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