Thursday, August 4, 2016

Release Boost ~ COCKPIT by Joanna Blake

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Title: Cockpit
Author: Joanna Blake
Cover Designer: Mayhem Cover Creations
Cover Model: Andrew England
Release Date: July 28, 2016
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She's the one who got away. But I live for the chase…

I'm a thrill seeker. I fly the fastest jets in the world, and ride my motorcycle when I'm on the ground. The only thing that matters to me is speed. Why would I ever think about settling down? Jenny Reeds, that's why. One look in those hazel eyes and I found a thrill no dogfight could match. For one wild, unforgettable night, she was mine. I wanted to keep her close but she disappeared without even telling me her last name. I did my tour and flew combat missions in desert skies. But I never forgot her. Now they have me pushing papers and training new pilots. I thought I'd be bored to tears. Guess who I run into my first night back? It's her, my wild-eyed, fiery-haired beauty. Turns out she's the General's daughter. But that won't stop me. I'm persistent and it doesn't take too long before she's back in my arms. Only one problem. She's kept one hell of a secret from me. She had a baby while I was overseas. My baby. Now I want them both under my roof. Permanently. I've never failed a mission yet and I don't intend to start now. Cockpit is a standalone novel with a guaranteed HEA and no cheating. This edition includes bonus materials and will end before 100%!
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I rubbed my cheek where she'd slapped it, admiring the way she looked in those tight jeans of hers as she stomped off. She was a redhead alright. Only a russet haired woman would slap a man after kissing the hell out of him. And Jenny was one hell of a kisser. I took my time coming back in. Not because I was worried she'd slap me again. I was just deep in thought. Mostly thinking about gettin' deep in her. I sat down and ordered a watered down pitcher of beer. I had a long night ahead of me. I had someone to walk home. Jenny scowled at me while she took my order. She scowled at me as she served her other tables. She scowled when she brought me a basket of fries. The woman basically scowled up and down the whole night. I didn't mind a bit though. I'd gotten my answer when she kissed me. She wanted me back, no matter what she said.
The spark was still there, and then some. She didn't have to like it. There wasn't a damned thing either one of us could do about it.
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jompauthorbio Joanna Blake loves good old fashioned romance, men who open doors and work with their hands. Hot Blooded Heroes is a series of sizzling stories about True Blue American men and the women who love them. She's thrilled to be collaborating with Pincushion Press on her new series! Come along for the ride! XoX, Joanna
 
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Ride With Me: http://amzn.to/1e4hKpH
Slay Me (ROCK GODS): http://amzn.to/1B3FAMm
Dare Me (ROCK GODS): http://amzn.to/1FTqbdg
Cover Me (ROCK GODS): http://amzn.to/1I7qHWr
Wanted By The Devil (DEVIL'S RIDERS): http://amzn.to/1B68bkl
Still Waters (DEVIL'S RIDERS): http://amzn.to/1I7qwug
Safe In His Arms (DEVIL'S RIDERS): http://amzn.to/1QrZ58n
The Rock Star Next Door (Joanna Blake Singles): http://amzn.to/1B68mvT
The Biker Next Door (Joanna Blake Singles): http://amzn.to/1QrZjfv
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BLOG TOUR - MMA Bad Boys Series by L. Grubb

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Series: MMA Bad Boys
Author: L. Grubb
Cover Designer: Clarissa Wild
#MMA #BadBoys #Alpha #Fighter #Hot #LGrubb #BEAST #ROOFIE #JASE


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I’m a man no one fucks with. 
I’m a man all the bitches want. 
I’m also the world champion of MMA…Mafia style. 
I don’t get my name from winning, I get my name for my size. I am a BEAST, I’m also the one your father’s warn you little girls about. 

BEAST
 


Beast has had his life set for him for an early age, he was pushed into training to fight the world’s best. His father had his eyes on the dollar signs while he forced his son into the brutal world of MMA. He was trained hard, and he became the best. But the bosses have changed the rules and the rules are about to fuck him over. He will bring hell down onto the MMA circuit and he will become top man. But will he gain the power he deserves? Or is everything he’s worked so hard for been for nothing? 

Carlotta is a fierce woman whose life hasn’t been quite straight cut. But she leads her path in the right direction, sort of. When the opportunity arises to make extra money to fund her passion, she takes it. 
She trains. She fights. She wins. 
Meeting Beast was an unpleasant experience, and her dislike for his egocentric and arrogant behaviour rubs her the wrong way, but her curiosity is piqued and she can’t remove him from her mind. Will their one night of passion lead to anything? Or will being in the MMA lifestyle tear them apart before they get started? 

Who will win the ultimate battle of hatred and anger? Will they fight for their passion or will it come crumbling down around them with severe consequences?


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ROOFIE

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Roofie 
I have one rule: Never date a female fighter. They’re catty, bitchy and most probably swing the other way. But there’s just one woman that has me in a tail spin. Funny, headstrong, witty and hot as f***. 
Have you ever wanted a girl that’s unlike others? Who is so unreachable that your guts ache? I have. I do. A few months ago, I screwed up good and proper with the one girl that makes my heart stutter. The one girl who has my head spinning out of control. My thoughts revolve around her yet I continue to screw up instead of approaching her. 
Relationships are alien to me, I have no idea how to make one work. I have baggage that Gemma should never have to witness. Being friends is out of the question when it comes to her. My heart beats for her and she doesn’t even know it. But will my family ever leave me in peace to find love? Or will they shoot it down before I even get the chance? Will they stop me seeing the one girl who gives me butterflies? 

If I want something. I’ll get it. My family can go you screw themselves. But that’s easier said than done. 



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Contains scenes not suitable for under 18's


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JASE
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Photographer: Eric Battershell
Model: Andrew England


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The gym, the firehouse, home, the bar… that’s my life. I live life in the fast lane, never slowing down. Lately, with my boys finding love, I’ve found myself being the fifth wheel. My mood soured and my thoughts kept drifting to finding someone for myself. Strange, I know. I like to test drive but I’ve found no one worthy of me. I won’t settle for anything less than perfect, no fake bitches for me. I want someone who’ll challenge me, to put me in my place.

Frankie. The one girl that’s captured my attention for more than ten minutes, someone who cursed at me for staring at her tits. I have to say, that’s never happened before. She’s the kind of woman who knows what she wants in life, she’s successful and astoundingly pretty, yet she doesn’t believe it herself. Is she the one to change my womanising ways? Will she be the one to warm my bed longer than one night?

Everything was pretty fucking dandy until Jennifer, my psycho ex, text me with a secret that could change my life. I don’t know what to believe and my head is completely fucked up. What do I do? Will this break me and Frankie before anything has even begun? I’m begging, praying, for this shit to end quickly so I can move on. I hope to fucking God Jen was lying, but is she? Or for once in her life is she telling the truth?


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Lucii is your typical British girl, hates the sun and hibernates when summer arrives! She lives at home with her 3 year old daughter, where they spend the day watching Frozen and playing playdoh.

She started off as a regular person, job, home life, health issues and a love of reading. After reading the Fifty shade phenomenon, she went onto social media to seek other authors writing the same or similar genres. She entered a world she didn’t know existed and went on to open a successful blog.

Inspiring dreams took a back burner while she learned the book community and met a bunch of amazing authors and readers alike.

A year later she decided to start writing, hoping against hope that her friends and fellow readers will like what she brings to the table.


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Release Blitz: In Between: the Novel by Shannon Foy + Giveaway

Title: In Between: the Novel
Author: Shannon Foy
Genre: Adult, Paranormal Romance
Published: August 4, 2016
Loan officer Roosevelt St. Vincent travels the globe as she unravels the secreted histories of the vampire community invisibly surrounding her. Follow her on the journey that confirms the existence of the paranormal which gives her the strength to accept someone else’s past, even as it alters her future.

Peppered with sex and sarcasm, Foy’s light hearted voice finds depth and detail that will cause the reader to both laugh and cry, probably at the same time.

“How vampires should be written.”
“She doesn’t take the easy route.”
“Maturely polished….hooked after the first page.”

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“Um,” I started nervously, “is Mount Fuji active?”
“Yes,” Don answered, “but don’t worry; it hasn’t erupted in like three hundred years.”
That didn’t make me feel any safer.
Don grabbed a pack out of the back seat of the car and headed into the trees. I took a deep breath and followed him.
You can romanticize suicide anyway you like, but nothing prepared me for what I was about to experience.
I had not been afraid of death; I had killed people. But finding bodies littered about the trees affected me on a terribly deep level. I’d step over a fallen trunk only to trip upon a tangle of brush and body. I’d sweep a branch aside, chance a look up, and see another hanging above me. Eyes open. Eyes closed. Various states of decomposition. A man in a suit with his shoes set neatly next to him.
And the smell. I’ll never be able to properly describe the smell and I hope to never encounter it again. Blood. Gun powder. Moss. Decay. Earth. Hair. Sadness. Laundry detergent.
We hiked deeper and deeper into that suspended forest. The sounds of our footsteps, our voices, our invasion of the uninhabited landscape were swallowed by the soft earth. No echo. No breath of life beyond the flora. And us.
And then a gunshot—shattering the silence into a million pieces, the fragile glass of life gone in an instant.
I wanted nothing more than to be out of that forest immediately.
“Are you okay?” Don asked, tentatively.
I gulped and shook a quick nod, fear keeping my voice hostage. I didn’t mean to cry, but I did.
Don took my trembling hand and we continued on the path, which wasn’t much of a path at all, but rather the course of least resistance. And believe me, the forest resisted.
If Don hadn’t been leading the expedition or if I hadn’t been rapt with fear, alert to every micro detail, the sunken chamber in the ground would have swallowed me up forever. Barely a few yards across with roots emerging from where the soil had fallen away was a hole—the rabbit hole to Wonderland.
“This is it,” Don whispered.
“How do you know?” I had seen pictures of other ice caves around Mount Fuji. They all had signs, railings, stairways, or ladders. They were well-manicured and definitely not reminiscent of a place to dispose of a petite, American body.
“This is where Tatsuya found me.”
Don removed his backpack and started setting items out along the ground—a rope, a flashlight, and a knife that shone a brilliant silver. He quietly and quickly tied the rope around a nearby tree whose trunk was covered in thick moss.
“Take these,” he said, handing me the knife and the flashlight and the center of the rope. “You must go alone.”
“What? I thought that’s why I’m paying you?”
“You’re paying me to help you find Miyuki, but if you want her help, it is a journey you must make alone.”
I grumbled to myself as I wrapped the rope around my waist, knotting it so that I could slowly rappel into the earthen pit.
“I’ll wait here for you.”
“What do I do down there?”
“Just look,” he said simply.
I, the novice, and Don my mystical, Japanese Master—him speaking to me in riddles like Yoda or Mr. Miyagi. I squatted down and shimmied myself into the opening.
Slowly I went. I had rappelled a few times from a rock wall at the gym—my fear of heights calmed by the harnesses and belts and foam mats beneath me. Right at that moment, I was inching down toward anything—and it scared the shit out of me.
The deeper I got, the more heightened my senses became as blackness enveloped the passage through which I was lowered. The cold nipped at my nose and other uncovered bits of skin. I could hear the strain on the rope and the subtle echo off of the earthen walls. The overwhelming scent of damp soil was unbelievably refreshing compared to the stagnant air in the forest above.
I didn’t think it would ever end. I knew logically that I hadn’t gone that far below ground, but my mind played tricks on my stomach, and I thought I felt gravity switching. I came to my senses as my feet abruptly hit the ground, buckling my knees, landing my backside in the dirt. I untied myself, zipped up my hoodie, and removed the flashlight from my pocket. The floor was slick and my first steps were hesitant. Slipping on ice was not my favorite activity.
As I turned the flashlight on, its wide beam illuminated the narrow cave. There was nothing. No markings on the wall, no scratches on the floor, or giant sign that read, “Miyuki—Straight Ahead.” I had hoped for signs.
I followed the frozen floor along a straight path. There were no off-shoots or dead end corridors, just solid icy walls. It took me five and a half minutes to get from one end to the other.
Five and a half minutes of anticipation and fear and baited breath . . . and no Miyuki.
It wasn’t the right cave.
I turned and made my disappointed way out. I got back to my rope, tied it around my waist, and sent a ripple up the nylon cords. Shortly after, I felt a tug and was lifted back to the surface.
“Nothing?” Don asked.
“Nothing.”
“Then we keep going.”
A story teller and creator at heart, traversing both performing and visual arts, it is only natural for Shannon to explore a focus on literary pursuits. In Between: the novel, her debut work, is the beginning of this new adventure. She currently lives in Boise, Idaho with her fiancé and her dog, who inspire her imagination more than they'll ever know.
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Cover Reveal - His Redemption by A.F. Crowell

   
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Title: His Redemption
Series: TORN Series
Author: A.F. Crowell
Release Date: October 4, 2016
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There aren't many people Brody Davis let get close, with good reason; his life seemed to be one epic mistake after another, and here he was again, swooping in to save the one woman who might be his redemption.
Never Trust...
Since his parents' deaths, one person has kept Brody Davis afloat, his surrogate mother, Jane. Knowing he owes her big time, when her gorgeous niece needs a place to stay, Brody tries not to alienate the one person who has loved him unconditionally. But sometimes lust, love and destiny run roughshod over good intentions, especially when danger threatens everything he holds dear.
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Emmery Lennox has a single focus in life. Her career. When her dream becomes a nightmare, she runs back to family and into the home of a devastatingly handsome and domineering man who challenges everything she believes about herself. Murder, mayhem and vicious cartels aren’t the only things that threaten them; her body has betrayed her brain, and her heart is on the line. Yet, together they might wind up saving each other.
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After I grabbed a bottle of water, I made my way across the living room to the couch. I hadn’t had a chance to catch the scores from the football game tonight. Just before I got to the couch, I kicked the edge of the coffee table.
“Son of bitch,” I cussed, hopping on one foot. Why the hell is this table so far out? Damn the motion sensors. Jane must have turned them off again. I grabbed around on the table and found the remote. Falling backward on to the sofa, I landed on something.
"Ahhhhhh,” a woman shrieked as she scrambled backward pulling the blanket up around her chest as the television lit the room.
Emmery.
“Holy fuck,” I yelled, jumping up. She scared me as much as I apparently scared her. “What are you doing?”
“Uh, what the hell does it look like I’m doing? Yoga? I was sleepin’ you ass. What the hell are you doing? Why’d you sit on me?” She released her grasp on the chenille blanket, revealing a tiny beater that showed half her stomach. She rubbed her hands over her face and repositioned herself on the sofa.
“I didn’t see you, I swear. Someone turned off the motion sensors.” Slowly it dawned. “And I’m guessing that was you,” I muttered as I moved down toward the opposite arm and sat. Still way drunk, I couldn’t face the stairs although my bed beckoned. Pressing the remote, I surfed until SportsCenter appeared on the screen.
“What are you doin’?” she slurred, trying to lie back down. Apparently, Emmery was pretty tanked herself.
“I’m watchin’ TV, what does it look like? Yoda? I mean yoga.” Fuck, I was too drunk to even make sense as I tried to be a smartass like her. Glancing from the television to Emmery, I saw that she’d already passed back out.
Drunk off my ass, I still couldn’t help but admire how truly sexy she looked with no makeup, hair a mess, tiny beater, boxer shorts scrunched up and passed out on my couch. I savored this moment - she was quiet. And, it gave me the opportunity to memorize the full lips and high cheekbones set under olive, flawless skin. God, she was gorgeous. And half naked. Shaking my head, I tried to clear the wicked scenarios that had taken root and began to play out in my brain.
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 A.F. Crowell lives in Charleston, SC with her husband and two sons. They have two dogs, Diesel, a German Shepherd rescue and Dez, a black Labrador Retriever. She shares her love of books with her children, who have a head start on becoming life-long readers. Romance fiction hit her radar when her husband forced her to watch Twilight one weekend when they were snowed in. That was it! From there her love grew; Contemporary Romance, Paranormal, YA and Dystopian are her preferred reads.      
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RELEASE BOOST - White Noise by Ann Grech

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White Noise by Ann Grech

 
Series: Unexpected #2
Genre: M/M Erotic Romance, LGBT
Release Date: JULY 28th
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Everything he didn’t know he wanted, and now couldn’t live without…
Paramedic and mountain rescuer Stratford ‘Ford’ Wallace fell hard and fast for pro-snowboarder, Reef Reid. For a ‘straight’ guy, falling in love with a dude was not what he expected, but his explosive attraction to Reef is undeniable. Neither of them have uttered those three little words yet, but Ford knows Reef feels the same. At least, he thinks he does.
Reef is smashing his pre-season training at Fernie, the idyllic Canadian snow resort, getting wicked air and landing what could be season-winning jumps. What’s even better is that his man is with him. Going home to Ford every night is what Reef always dreamed of— his very own happily ever after.
Knowing they’re ready, they take the next step in their relationship— meeting the parents. But when tragedy strikes on the slopes, can Ford push through the painful memories and be what Reef needs?
Ford will sacrifice himself, literally putting both his heart and his life on the line, to protect his man. But will it all be for nothing when Reef is presented with an offer that’s too good to refuse?
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The moment you get all you ever wanted.
Pro-snowboarder, Reef Reid, has it all, except the one thing he desperately wants: the girl, the white picket fence and the happily ever after. At the peak of his career, he turns his back on the upcoming season and flies to a tropical island paradise to defrost.
At least that’s where he was supposed to go.
A ticketing mishap has him ending up in Queenstown, New Zealand, famous for its idyllic ski resorts.
Stratford ‘Ford’ Wallace understands attraction to the opposite sex. He’s a true playboy at heart after all; a genuine love ‘em and leave ‘em type. But all that is flipped on its head when the enigmatic Reef Reid literally drops out of the sky.
When a whiteout trapped them together on a mountaintop neither expected the explosive attraction that would spark between them. They’re unable to resist each other, but will they give into temptation? Or will the avalanche that tears through the mountain end them?

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By day Ann Grech lives in the corporate world and can be found sitting behind a desk typing away at reports and papers or lecturing to a room full of students. With her quirky glasses and shiny leather briefcase, she has the librarian look nailed. All laced up tight in her pencil skirts and killer heels, her students can only fantasise about what she gets up to in her spare time. If only they could see those tattoos! Oh, and those notepads of story ideas tucked away in odd places that would be sure to have them fanning themselves!
By night she's a wife and mum and a purveyor of saucy stories that are filled with lust, raunchy scenes and ultimately love. Ann's an avid reader of anything sexy and firmly believes in the motto 'leave mummy alone, she's reading or writing.' Because of that, she is pretty hopeless when it comes to getting dinner on the table on time or cleaning the house.

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