Tuesday, June 28, 2016

Release Blitz ~ Having Hope by Tabatha Vargo + Giveaway


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HAVING HOPE

No one’s promised tomorrow. And Chet Rhodes, the drummer of Blow Hole, is all about living for today. Sex, drugs, and rock ‘n’ roll ... anything to help him forget his deadly secret and keep him detached. But when he meets Hope, a bitchy brunette with sarcastic wit and a deadly right hook, his carefully constructed defenses break down. For the first time ever, he wants more than a one-night stand.
Hope Iverson holds a secret that could potentially destroy everything she's built. Hardened with a short fuse, her past has left her emotionally unavailable. That is until the charismatic drummer for Blow Hole bursts into her life. His smart mouth has the ability to make her smile, and his inked body makes her feel things she’d rather not. But scars leave you changed, and Hope isn’t sure there’s enough of herself left to give.
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“Are you ready to get your ass kicked?” she asked over her shoulder with a grin.
She pulled her shirt over her head, revealing a black tank, and I had to swallow past the desire that rushed through me. She looked so fucking hot in only her boots, jeans, and a tiny tank. She obviously wasn’t wearing a bra, but with tits like hers, she didn’t have to.
My mind went back to the moment she was on stage in only her black sports bra. She was soaked. She was sexy. And for the first time in a couple of days, my cock grew hard.
“Let’s see what you got.”
I stood to the side as she sat behind my set. I didn’t usually let anyone play my drums, but I trusted Hope with my babies. I’d watched her play. I knew she knew what she was doing, and I also knew she respected her own set and would do the same with mine.
She spun the sticks between her fingers, her glassy eyes all over me as she lifted a brow in challenge.
And then she brought the sticks down and beat out a fresh rhythm I’d never heard before. It was fast paced and strong, the percussion shaking the stage as she went crazy hitting any and every spot on my set yet still somehow making it sound amazing.
Her head fell back, and she closed her eyes as she continued to play, beating the drums unmercifully and turning me on beyond belief. Her arms moved, the small feminine muscles popping out with her movements, making the tattoos on her arms come to life.
I couldn’t do this with Hope. I couldn’t let myself get into her. She was turning me on more than any woman had in years. Not since my Blackbird five years earlier. 
Women were a dime a dozen in my job. Hell, they were waiting just outside the venue ready and willing to let me fuck them senseless, but I was moving past that bullshit. After everything I’d been through since we started the tour, I needed relief. But I didn’t want it from just anyone.
The more I watched Hope play my drums, her arms flying and her eyes closed in ecstasy—the realization came crashing over me.
I wanted Hope. 
I wanted Hope the way I’d wanted Blackbird for the last five years.
Watching her only intensified my craving for her.
I wasn’t sure I could control myself. I was feeling better, my painkiller finally doing its job, and my head wasn’t being ripped apart. I could think about more than the pain for once. I could think about Hope and how amazing she’d feel wrapped around me.
Wet.
Hot.
Ready.
Moving from my spot, I moved toward her. Her rhythm moved through me, vibrating my core and making me feel even more alive. I didn’t stop until I was standing right beside her. She kept her eyes closed; playing with so much beauty it was breathtaking.
I reached out and took a strand of her hair between my fingers, and the colors blended together when I rubbed my fingers together. Her playing came to an instant halt, and I smirked down at her when her eyes popped open, and one of her sticks fell to the ground at my feet.
Sweat dotted the top of her lip, and her cheeks were flushed with pleasure. Her expression was one of happiness and release, and I knew playing did that for her. It did the same for me, but I wanted to give her that look. I wanted to do it with my hands and my mouth … my cock.
I moved closer, taking her cheeks in my palms and spending a minute looking at her. I didn’t want it to be like the last time I felt this way. Unlike with my Blackbird, I took the time to remember everything about Hope.
I wanted to look at her face. I wanted to look into her eyes and see her when she came apart. It was going to be amazing. She was going to be amazing. We were going to be a match sexually. But before anything could go down between us, we would have to talk about it. I wanted to make sure she understood it would be a one-time thing.
Before I moved in, I wanted to be sure that this wouldn’t affect the tour.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
I didn’t miss the catch in her voice.
“I don’t know.”
And I didn’t. I didn’t know where this was going or what I was doing. My body was taking control of the situation, and I was letting it happen.
I wasn’t much for kissing. I’d probably kissed a handful of women in my time, but Hope’s pouty lips called to me. She was begging me to kiss her without even opening her mouth.
I leaned down, ready to taste her, but she placed her palm against my chest and stopped me.
“Wait,” she whispered.
I shook my head. “No, I suck at waiting.”
So I kissed her.
Hard.
She tasted like the night—liquor and sweetness with a touch of sin. It was wrong to taste her, but I’d never been one to follow the rules. All the boundaries I’d set forth in regards to Hope were being crossed, but when she began to kiss me back, her tongue moving against mine, I didn’t give a fuck about any limitations. 
Her mouth opened, and I sucked her tongue into my mouth. Her moan vibrated through me and shot straight to my groin.
I felt her pull back, so I pressed for more, capturing her head in my hands and kissing her so deeply that I was losing myself.
My head wasn’t pounding anymore, but my heart was. It was beating so hard I could hear it in my ears. My blood moved through my body like a freight train, the horns whistling loudly in my ears. I hadn’t felt this kind of excitement for a woman in years. Not since my Blackbird.
I couldn’t stop.
I wanted more.

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BOOK TOUR ~ Broken Love by Jillian Dodd



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Blurb
After years of crushing and many failed seduction attempts, Palmer Montlake had finally scored the sexy Cade Crawford. Both a little drunk when they got back to her place, they were frantic with need, their desire intense.
But as the night progressed, the hot-mess hookup morphed to sweet lovemaking.
The kind neither had ever experienced.
But they were destined for heartbreak.
She was his best friend’s little sister.
He was her talent agent.
And they were dating in secret.
When they got into a wicked fight and broke up, all hell broke loose.
The kind neither have recovered from.


Six years later, they still hate each other.
But the universe seems to keep throwing them together.
When they catch the bouquet and garter at a mutual friend’s wedding, sparks fly between them — their chemistry undeniable.
Will they get a second chance? Or will they be left with a broken love?
BROKEN LOVE is a STANDALONE, CONTEMPORARY ROMANCE NOVEL following Cade and Palmer from the USA Today Bestseller, Vegas Love.


The Love Series is a series of STANDALONE novels featuring a different Crawford sibling. They can be read by themselves. However if you do with to read them all, they are best enjoyed in order.
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We clink our glasses together then down the shots. The groomsman passes me a lime wedge, but I shake my head, causing him to pull me aside.
“My name’s Jared,” he says with a cocky smirk.
“I thought this was supposed to be a no-names night?” I reply, giving him shit, even though I have no interest in him.
“It is. But for you, I’ll make an exception. You need to know what name to say when I make you scream later.”
Cade comes up from behind Jared, clamping his big hand down on Jared’s skinny shoulder.
Jared glances back at Cade. They share some kind of a look that causes Jared to immediately ditch me. He saunters over to Tory and throws his arm around her, which earns him a hint of a smile from Cade.
“So does this mean you’re not married?” Tory asks Jared.
“Nope, I’m single as a Pringle,” he replies.
I expect Cade to say something to me, but instead he turns away.
I’m not sure what just happened, but I think it was some guy-code thing.
And it pisses me off.
Tory sees the rage on my face, takes my hand, and drags me off to the bathroom.
“What’s wrong?”
“Did you see that!?” I rant, as we step inside the ladies’ room, finding a long line. “Cade cock blocked me! Not that I wanted that guy’s cock, because you already called dibs on it, but Cade didn’t know that!”
“Since you don’t have a cock,” she replies. “I think it’s called blocking the box.”
“Oh, no,” the girl in front of us says. “It’s called twat blocking.”
“I thought it was boxed,” another woman says.
“Baseball players call cock blocking stealing signs.”
A voice from inside one of the stalls yells out, “It’s called clam jamming.”
Pretty soon everyone in the bathroom is giving us their opinions.
“Twat swatting or twat stopping.”
“Beaver dammed.”
“Va-jected!”
I shake my head at Tory. “Whatever. It really shouldn’t matter what part you have. I got cock blocked because I will be having no cock tonight.”
“There’s still time,” Tory says. “You can have the groomsman. You need to get laid worse than I do, honey. It’s been far too long.”
“But why would he cock block me and then walk away?!”
As soon as the words tumble out of my mouth, Cade’s mother steps out of one of the stalls.
I put my head down, hoping she won’t notice me and, thankfully, she squeezes past us without saying a word.
“Holy buckets,” Tory says when the door closes behind her. “Wasn’t that his mother?”
“Uh, yeah. You can kill me now.”
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Jillian Dodd grew up on a farm in Nebraska, where she developed a love for Midwestern boys and Nebraska football. She has drank from a keg in a cornfield, attended the University of Nebraska, got to pass her candle, and did have a boy ask her to marry him in a bar. She met her own prince in college, and they have two amazing children, a Maltese named Sugar Bear, and two Labrador puppies named Camber Lacy and Cali Lucy. She is the author of the That Boy Trilogy and The Keatyn Chronicles Series.

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Monday, June 27, 2016

★★RELEASE BLITZ & GIVEAWAY★★ Princess by Sapphire Knight @sapphireknight3

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Title: Princess
Series:  Russkaya Mafiya/Oath Keepers MC #8
Author: Sapphire Knight
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: June 27
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*STANDALONE MC NOVEL*

Biker bitch? Not this chick.

I can’t stand my father and his group of criminals and what better way to get back at my father, the President, then to sleep with one of them?

Poor little Prospect, he never saw me coming.

When my safety is jeopardized yet again by the MC, it’s not the Prospect to my rescue though, it’s a hell bound Nomad out for blood and my heart.

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Thrusting him forward, I beat his skull into the wall. His head emits a loud smack sound each time it crashes against the rough brick, totaling three times.
It dazes shady fuck enough for me to glance toward the shaken woman. Her red lipstick’s all over her mouth and chin, her mascara smeared down her cheeks from her tears, dirtying her up a bit. I’ve never seen a woman more beautiful before.
Her gratitude-filled blue eyes meet mine like I’m some sort of fucking hero or a saint. As the wetness continues to trail over her cheeks, it ignites an entirely different creature. The urge to breed—to fuck her into submission—grows rampant. The animal wanting to claw it’s way free and take over what this shady fuck was about to do.
I never said I was a decent man. Upstanding citizen hasn’t ever fit in my description. There are these thoughts I have; it doesn’t mean I’ve acted on them before. But fuck if it isn’t the strongest right now, wanting to take this bitch and ride her hard.

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Sapphire Knight is the International Bestselling Author of Secrets, Exposed, Relinquish, Corrupted, Forsaken Control, Unwanted Sacrifices, Friction, Unexpected Forfeit, Russian Roulette, Princess and 1st Time Love. The series are called Russkaya Mafiya, Oath Keepers MC, Ground and Pound, and Dirty Down South.
Her books all reflect on what she loves to read herself.
Sapphire's a Texas girl who is crazy about football. She's always had a knack for writing, whether it is poems or stories. She originally studied psychology and believes that it's added to her passion for writing.
Sapphire is the proud mom of two boys and has been married for twelve years. When she's not busy in her writing cave, she's playing with her three Doberman Pinschers. She loves to donate to help animals and watch a good action movie.


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Blog Tour:/ Giveaway ~ Blue Moon by Sydney Jamesson @SydneyJamesson

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The conclusion of the epic love story, The Story of Us, is NOW Available! Blue Moon by Sydney Jamesson is Live!!!

 

Blue Moon by Sydney Jamesson Series: The Story of Us: Into the Blue #3 Release Date: June 21, 2016 Genre: Contemporary Romance Cover Designer: Michele Catalano, Catalano Creative

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Synopsis:

“If anything happens to Beth, I’ll cease to breath; the sky will fall and time will stand still, but not before those responsible for ending our lives are six feet under and en route to hell.” ~ Ayden Stone.
As The Story Of Us comes to a climactic conclusion, Ayden and Beth come face to face with their worst nightmare—losing the one person who means more to them than life itself.
Parted by a thousand miles across land and sea, they prepare to fight back; the clock is ticking, dark forces are edging closer and their chances of surviving are becoming less with each day that passes.
But nothing is as it seems...
They are knee deep in danger and deceit, and enemies remain too close for comfort. Will they be able to weather the storm of secrets, family feuds and broken bonds?
After a lifetime of waiting, Ayden and Beth Stone are so close to fulfilling their destiny, but will they get to live out the fairy-tale they promised each other over twenty six years ago?
A love like this comes along once in a blue moon—it’s worth fighting for.
But is it a love worth dying for?

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  Behind me the door opens. I don’t bother turning. Only when I hear the lock turn and the light is switched off do I clench my fists, but before I can stand someone scented with a familiar fragrance slides their hands over my shoulders, and slips them inside my jacket in a kind of criss-cross. Spontaneously, I take hold of their slim wrists. “Woah! What the…?” “Calm down, Mr. Stone,” she whispers in my right ear, her hair tickling my neck. “This is going to be fun for both of us. Why don’t you sit back and enjoy the ride? I know I will.” I tighten my grip on her wrists and remove her hands from my chest, drawing my fingers over her left hand, along a wedding band and a large engagement ring. “I’m waiting for a friend. You’d better run along, I’m not interested. There won’t be any free rides tonight, sweetheart.” Still cloaked in darkness, she runs her fingers through my hair and circles the chair, raising her other hand to her mouth seductively. “That’s a shame. I heard you like to play.” “Maybe I could sit on your knee?” She pushes my right leg from its comfortable position and attempts to slide across my knee. She’s petite and I sense, from her voice and svelte movements, probably very beautiful, not unlike Beth in shape and size—but she isn’t Beth. Is she? The outline of her hair tells me it’s shoulder length, dark… Beth’s blonde… I tip her body backwards from left to right, resting my hand for a split second on her stomach, aligning her face to catch what little luminosity there is from the blue neon light spearing its way through the decorative wrought-iron work. I catch a glimpse of a nicely defined jawline, bright eyes… I try to lift her forcefully from my knee, but she wraps her arms around my neck and folds her body into mine, provocatively. Her hot breath grazes my neck. “You don’t feel like you’re not interested,” she whispers, positioning her left thigh on top of my burgeoning erection. “Are you playing hard to get, Ayden?” What? “I…” “I’ve come all this way to see you and here you are, fighting me off. Now that’s a first.” She giggles into my ear. Beth? Taking her by surprise, I flip her off my knee and turn her over and onto the desk, taking both of her arms and positioning them above her head, pinning her in place. She tries to wriggle free but I have both her wrists firmly in my one-handed grasp. Pressing my body over and into her, gently, I whisper into her ear. “Now who’s playing hard to get?” “Is this how you treat strange women you meet in the dark, Mr. Stone?” she asks, with little humour, her left cheek pressed against the leather surface. “Not as a rule, but I’m willing to make an exception for you, Mrs. Stone.” Her body shakes beneath me as she laughs, rocking against a cock which is now attempting to escape from my boxers. I give her wig a gentle tug. “Are you in disguise?” “Not really. I read somewhere that you liked brunettes.” She smiles that smile and suddenly—in a flash—everything’s right with the world; like a man suffering from a terminal disease who has found a miracle cure. I’m healed. I feel her warm palm against my right cheek and lean into it and close my eyes. “Am I glad to see you.” “How did you know it was me?” she asks, tipping her head to one side, searching my eyes for any trace of a lie. Removing her wig to free her blond locks from the cap, I explain, “Among other things, I recognised your voice—“ She snaps back. “—but I disguised it.” “Baby, you could whisper the phone book and you’d have my cock twitching. Did you seriously think I wouldn’t recognise your voice?” I rub my nose against hers. “Are you pouting? Would you have preferred me to carry on longer, letting you think I was about to fuck some random woman?” She shakes her head. “I didn’t think so. You didn’t like it when I bent you over the desk. I felt you tensing and squirming beneath me.” She gives my tie a tug. “That’s because I was convinced you didn’t know it was me.” “I thought so, and, as for Jake … he wouldn’t bring me here to set me up with another woman. He wouldn’t do that. So … how long do we have?” I reach down to her derriere and scoop her up in my hands, pressing her against me. “An hour and a half at tops.” She sighs. “So, my dear wife, now you have me at your disposal what do you propose we do with the limited time we have?” Aiming to tease me further she nibbles her thumbnail in that adorable way she does, feigning innocence. “There is something I’d like to do. If you don’t mind…?” Just name it. “There’s little chance that I’ll mind—whatever it is. I’m about to bust a zip here.” She bites her lip. “I’d noticed that.” Turning us around, so my ass rests on the edge of the desk, she reaches behind her and pulls the chair closer. “I’m listening.” “I want to take you in my mouth and make you come. How does that sound?” I throw back my head at the very thought of it. “How does it sound? Are you kidding me? After three days of jerking off in the shower … I’d say that sounds fucking awesome.” I’m nodding and smirking, trying unsuccessfully to hold off the laughter.   I love this woman. Not for the fact that she’s travelled a thousand miles to see me or that she’s about to blow me, but because she instinctively knows what I need—the closeness, the intimacy that we’ve both been denied for too long. Little does she know all that is about to change.   I cradle her face in my hands, caressing her cheeks with my thumbs, sliding my fingers into her hair, breathing her in like an intoxicating drug I can’t get enough of. “Distance can stop me from kissing you, but it can't stop me from loving you, Beth. You’re never far from my thoughts, baby. To have you here, is more than I could have hoped for.” Sensing my need for attention, she smiles, descends my body, undoing my tie, leaving it spread out across my jacket while she unfastens buttons, then a belt, then my zip; all the time maintaining eye contact, holding me captive with the intensity of her stare.   I feel my breathing faltering as she dusts my tensing stomach muscles with feather-light kisses. With the chair perfectly positioned, she sets about releasing me from my boxers, leaving my clothing pleated around my groin. She follows the dark trail leading to my throbbing cock. Momentarily her eyes stray from mine, and she looks down at the extent of my arousal. She says nothing but there are words hanging in the air like heat rising from our bodies. With little need for actual words, she rests her cheek against my groin, almost reverently. I lift my right hand from the edge of the desk and fold it over her head, not to increase pressure, but to offer her my blessing. This half-light has created the perfect ambiance; there’s a stillness, a serenity that silently reminds us that the distance between us these past weeks has not lessened the depth of our love—if anything, it has brought us closer. We’re here together at this makeshift altar, ready to worship each other with saintly devotion.

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Catch up on the Series:

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The Story of Us Boxed Set Touchstone for Play (Story of Us Trilogy Book 1) Touchstone for Giving (Story of Us Trilogy Book2) Touchstone for Ever (Story of Us Trilogy Book 3) Blue Genes (The Story of Us Series: Into the Blue 1) Blue Hearts (The Story of Us Series: Into the Blue 2)
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The Story of Us Boxed Set Touchstone for Play (Story of Us Trilogy Book 1) Touchstone for Giving (Story of Us Trilogy Book2) Touchstone for Ever (Story of Us Trilogy Book 3) Blue Genes (The Story of Us Series: Into the Blue 1) Blue Hearts (The Story of Us Series: Into the Blue 2)

About the Author:

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Sydney Jamesson is an English teacher by day and a USA Today bestselling author of romance, suspense by night. She is nocturnal by nature and loves nothing more than staying up late, listening to music and being inspired to write. She has always scribbled things down; in her home is one enormous waste paper basket full of discarded phrases, opening lines and pieces of dialogue that have hit her like lightning in the middle of the night or whilst parked up at a set of traffic lights. Her bestselling trilogy, The Story of Us is available worldwide, and she's thrilled to continue Ayden Stone and Beth Parker's epic love story in The Story of Us Series: Into the Blue, comprising: Blue Genes, Blue Hearts, Blue Moon.

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Release Blitz ~ Unbelievable by Callie Harper @CallieHarperBks

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Release Date: June 27, 2016
 
Synopsis
Throw together a billionaire CEO who always gets his way and a feisty environmental activist set on shutting down his latest real estate development, and you know there’s going to be sparks. We all know opposites attract, but the kind of heat between these two is next level. Only an unbelievable set of circumstances could let loose a passion this hot. Like if the two of them got marooned on a breathtakingly gorgeous, uninhabited tropical island... That spark? Now it’s a blazing fire… NOTE: Unbelievable is a standalone hot adult romance. It’s the fourth story in the Beg for It series about the dominant, alpha males in the Kavanaugh family and the strong, sexy women who make them finally meet their match.  
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Callie Harper writes hot, fun, page-turning romances. She is powered by coffee, wickedly sexy bad boys, and all things funny, intentional or otherwise. Born on the East Coast where she learned the joys of fast-paced sarcastic banter, she and her family are now kickin’ it in the West Coast sunshine. On any given day there’s a good chance you’ll find Callie outdoors enjoying the gorgeous Bay Area, but if she’s indoors she’ll likely be reading, writing or eating, preferably all at once.
 
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