Friday, June 24, 2016

Release Blitz ~ Shifting Gears by Alycia Taylor

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My name is Kate and I'm currently pre-med thanks to my parents who have pushed me to be a physician. My mom's a surgeon and my dad's a physician so they expect a lot out of me. The problem is I don't want to be a doctor but I don't want to let them down. So that's why I'm in this current situation. However, one day I'm volunteering as a candy-striper at St. Mary of Egypt Medical Center and that's when I meet Eli...
He's tattooed, overconfident and downright sexy. He's also an illegal underground racer. Someone I'd never bring home to my parents but he's determined to change that.
Do I go out of my safe-zone and open my world to something knew? Or do I go on my current path to please my parents?

Cover Reveal ~ Prepared To Fall (Golden Oakes #2) by E.J. Shortall

Title: Prepared To Fall
Series: Golden Oakes #2
Author: E.J. Shortall
Genre: Adult, Contemporary Romance
Coming: August 16, 2016

That’s how Adam Ashworth feels. He’s stuck in a thankless job with a father he loathes, and his secret childhood love is marrying somebody else. In a desperate attempt to forget it all he used a friend in a night of drunken passion.

Golden Oakes’s golden girl, Cassie Burton’s life has been a torment of impossible parental expectations, lies, and secrets. The only constant has been her close friendship with the Oakes brothers, and her kickboxing coach turned boyfriend, Jay.

Now training for the fight of her life, Cassie has to trust in Jay more than ever. But when his demanding ways begin to spill beyond the ring, Adam puts the past behind him and vows to be there to protect, support and comfort Cassie.

Falling in love had been the last thing on their minds, but with life taking them along the unpredictable cliff edges of life, will they be there to catch each other if they fall?

This book discusses issues of emotional, physical and sexual abuse and may be a trigger for some.

Contains adult content, scenes of explicit sexual nature and language some may consider crude or offensive. It is intended for readers aged 18+.

Book two in the Golden Oakes series, but can be read as a standalone.

Prepared To Fall Excerpt © E.J. Shortall 2016

Disclaimer: Unedited and subject to revision or removal

“So, what are we doing today? Cardio? Weights? ” He started walking towards the locker rooms to change. A small jolt of anticipation raced through me imagining him all hot and sweaty, his arms bulging from the exertion of pushing weights. I bit down on my lip trailing my gaze down his muscular back to his firm arse. God, he had a fine backside.
He stopped suddenly and turned sharply causing me to stumble into him. His hands came up quickly and grabbed my arms, holding me firmly and preventing me from an embarrassing and ungainly arse plant on the floor.
“I think I might start swimming again,” he said, his eyes raking over my body.
Good God. The thought of his already athletic body showcased in a pair of speedo’s, with droplets of water dribbling down his lightly tanned chest had my pulse racing and my tongue begging to reach out for a taste.
It was difficult to decide which visual was better—Adam in swimwear, water droplets trickling down his body, raking a hand through his wet hair. Adam in workout gear, sweaty with muscles bulging and veins popping, and his sounds of exertion... Oh God. Or Adam in one of his hotter than sin suits.
“Are you okay, Cass? You’ve gone a bit pale.” A large palm pressed against my cheek and forehead. “You feel a bit clammy.” The hand moved to my neck. “And your pulse is racing.”
Suddenly, I was lifted off my feet, engulfed in strong arms as Adam carried me toward the private staff area.
Yanking myself from x-rated visions of Adam’s aquatic and other adventures, I shrieked, locking my hands behind his neck.
“What are you doing? I’m fine you nut. Put me down.” I laughed twisting my fingers into the overlong strands of his honey-blonde hair.
“I thought you were ill,” he muttered sliding me down his body, my feet still dangling off the floor. Our faces were now only inches apart, intimately close.
Stormy blue eyes met brown and held, the magnetism between them firm, unyielding. Under my touch his shoulders lifted and fell, his lungs sucking in a deep shuddering breath. A large knot of emotion lodged in my throat when I tried to swallow. For the longest moment, we stood mute, our eyes and the deafening silence communicating a barrage of thoughts and questions.
He shifted me in his arms, the movement jostling my chest against his. A shiver of need misted over my bared flesh as goose bumps, my nipples tightening beneath the cotton of my sports bra.
God, what was I doing? I shouldn't be lusting after Adam. He was my friend.
I untangled myself from his hold and dropped my feet to the floor. I took two steps back. “I’m fine,” I mumbled forcing myself to appear unaffected and meet his gaze.
Blinking several times, Adam took a moment to come back from the haze of whatever weird cosmic connection it was we’d just shared. A brief shake of his head and a swipe of fingers through his hair, he too took a step back further breaking the invisible threads that had been pulling us together.

A resident of London, UK, E.J. Shortall writes contemporary romantic fiction. Writing characters described as 'real' and 'relatable', E.J. creates captivating stories that will draw you in a leave you wanting more.

Having worked in education for the better part of twelve years, she decided a change was needed. Following a moment of inspiration, she decided to put pen to paper not expecting anything to come from the few words she had. Soon those few words turned into her first novel, Silver Lining, first published in February 2014. Now, several books later, she feels it is safe to say she loves ‘this writing business’.

She has always enjoyed reading but found it was mostly just something she did on vacation. Then she discovered a certain worldwide best seller that reignited and her passion. Reading quickly became an obsession, and she couldn’t devour books fast enough. The books on her shelves and reading devices now range from sweet, Young Adult romances, to smouldering erotic encounters. If pushed for an answer she would say that sexy rock star romances are her favourite.

Aside from reading and writing, EJ also enjoys dabbling in amateur photography, playing around with graphics and cake decorating.

“I’m on one amazing roller coaster ride at the moment and loving every minute of it. I have met so many new and wonderful people, discovered new music gems to integrate into my stories, and learned so many new skills. I cannot wait to see where this journey takes me.”

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Release Blitz ~ A Woman's Touch by Delaney Foster

Title: A Woman's Touch
Series: A Woman's Touch #1
Author: Delaney Foster
Genre: Adult, Contemporary Romance
Published: March 8, 2015
What do you do when life hands you lemons?
You grab a bottle of vodka and make one hell of a martini.

I'd been through the fire and come out a diamond. I was the owner of my destiny. Yeah that worked for about a minute. Right up until the day Nathan Alexander sent his stupid letter to my office. Then it was like someone had opened up a bag of marbles in a mine field. The life I had worked so hard to rebuild quickly started falling to pieces. Everything that meant anything to me was being snatched from my hands. Bit by bit the storm came raging. All the weakness from my past came creeping back. And any glimpse of hope I had for my future, for my son's future, was blowing away with the wind.

That's when I decided to go to him for help. United States Senator, Nick Knight. He is completely unexpected. His mere presence commands attention. He is everything I never thought I'd have. Everything I never knew I even wanted. He calms my storm. He quiets my soul. Even without knowing my secrets, he comforts me. But he has secrets too. Demons he drinks away at night. Maybe we can save each other.

Suddenly I'm tired of planning. Tired of running. Ready to feel.
Then reality slaps me in the face. Hard. And I am reminded that feelings have consequences...

A Woman's Touch Excerpt © Delaney Foster 2015

One of our favorite places to eat as a family was PF Changs so naturally that’s where Hudson decided he wants to have lunch. Hudson is showing his dad and me how he can use chop sticks to eat his lo mein when I hear a familiar voice. My heart speeds up before I’m even able to look up to confirm who is standing there.
“Well this is a pleasant surprise.” Nick’s voice is calm and poised, even though the look in his eyes is anything but. He regards me first, then Cole. I see a slight twitch in Nick’s jaw as they make eye contact.
“Nick. How are you?” I sound like we’re meeting for the first time in years. Like he’s an old family friend. Instead of the man who made me quiver with pleasure…twice…less than twenty-four hours ago. 
Nick smiles at me and his eyes twinkle. Like he knows I’m uncomfortable and he’s not planning on making this easy for me. He opens his mouth to speak but Hudson interrupts him. “Wanna see me eat with chop sticks?” he asks.
Nick looks down at him and continues smiling. “There’s no way you can eat with chop sticks! I can’t even eat with chop sticks."
Hudson accepts the challenge and digs in to his noodles and chicken. A few of them hang off his chin, but he sucks them in his mouth and smiles proudly as he chews.
“Well I am impressed,” Nick tells him.
I take the opportunity to divert his attention from Cole. “Nick, this is my son Hudson. Hudson, I’d like you to meet my friend Mr. Knight.” So not how I planned on this going down. I had never really planned on Nick meeting Hudson. But on the off chance that I thought it should ever happen, it definitely wasn’t supposed to be while I was at lunch with my ex-husband.
Hudson extends his hand to Nick. Such the little gentleman. “Nice to meet you Mr. Knight,” he says with the confidence of a grown man.
Nick arches his eyebrows and shoots me an amused glance as he reaches to shake Hudson’s hand. I respond with an amused smile of my own. “It’s nice to meet you too young man,” Nick says as his eyes note the band-aid. “Who’s your favorite ninja turtle?” he asks, nodding towards Hudson’s arm.
“Donatello,” Hudson replies. “He’s the blue one. Blue is my mom’s favorite color,” he explains as if he’s known Nick for months. He looks at the band-aid and sighs heavily. “We just went to the hospital. They had to take blood. Again. I hate when they do that. I don’t get why my mom is so worried. I don’t even feel sick,” he declares, palming his forehead the way I do when checking him for a fever.
I’d say Hudson has done a great job channeling Nick’s attention from his dad now. Way to over share, son. Leave it to kids.

Nick leans in close to my son and speaks lowly, directing his words specifically to Hudson. “You know, sometimes there’s a battle going on inside our bodies. And we don’t even know it. But we have to go to the doctor because they can see inside of us and make sure the good guys win the battle and our bodies feel better again. Your mom just worries because she loves you.” He ruffles the hair on the top of Hudson’s head and winks at him. Hudson gives an exaggerated wink back, along with a thumbs up. And there go my ovaries.
I am amazed at how he managed to control the conversation without knowing anything about the situation.
Nick stands up straight and looks at me with a knowing expression. I give him a feeble smile then focus on taking a sip of my drink. He cuts his eyes at Cole for a split second then back to me. There’s the jaw twitch again. “It seems we have a few things to,” he pauses to collect his composure, “discuss."
If he's talking about Hudson and the band-aid, a couple of orgasms and a pretty smile doesn't earn  him the right to something so painfully personal. And if he's talking about Cole, he's definitely got balls. Considering the shit that went down in his office with Blonde Bombshell. 
He can’t just come over here, interrupt my lunch, buddy up to my child, then make little jealous accusations. Who does he think he is? So what if I’m on a date? Which I’m so not. Cole is my ex for a reason. But if I were, why should he care? And what is there to discuss? And now here I am, mad at him all over again, and wondering how one man can evoke so many emotions within me at once.

Delaney Foster is a wife, mother, and lover of all things romantic. She is a true Southern Belle who enjoys a glass of wine after a long day and Saturdays at the baseball park. In her stories you will find sexy alpha males, strong women, and a love story worth staying up past your bedtime for.
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