Tuesday, July 31, 2018

Cover Reveal - 'Shelter' by Stephanie Fournet

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Blurb
Elise Cormier has hated Cole Whitehurst since she was five years old. He’s always known just how to make her feel dumb, shabby, and — worst of all — invisible.

Even when they live under the same roof.

But that’s where Elise learns Cole’s terrible secret and why he is the way he is. Despite how he’s always treated her, Elise becomes his ally.

Cole Whitehurst has the weight of the world on his shoulders. Day in and day out, it’s up to him to keep his mother and sister safe. He’s used to giving up everything he wants in order to protect them.

And there’s nothing he wants more than Elise Cormier.

Cole has no business falling for his housekeeper’s daughter, but how could he resist? She’s funny.

She’s real. And he trusts her with his life.

But, as Cole knows, loving someone comes with a price, and it may take him years to pay it.

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Author Bio


Stephanie Fournet, author of Fall Semester, Legacy, Butterfly Ginger, Leave a Mark, You First, and Drive, lives in Lafayette, Louisiana—not far from the Saint Streets where her novels are set. She shares her home with her husband John and their needy dogs Gladys and Mabel, and sometimes their daughter Hannah even comes home from college to visit them. When she isn’t writing romance novels, Stephanie is usually helping students get into college, setting up a tent in the woods, or running. She loves hearing from fans so you can follow her on Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, or message her on Goodreads.

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Monday, July 30, 2018

Blog Tour - 'The Redemption of the Shrew' by Barbara Monajem #Giveaway

The Redemption of the Shrew
Scandalous Kisses Book 4
By Barbara Monajem

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About The Redemption of the Shrew:

Nothing is more painful than rejection—particularly when completely naked!
Gloriana Warren doesn’t want to wait for marriage. Beneath her shrewish exterior is a kindhearted woman who uses her fortune for good. It doesn’t matter that the man she’s set her sights on claims impoverishment. She’s in love and determined to marry him. But her attempt at a moonlight seduction ends in disaster.
French marquis Philippe de Bellechasse has had it up to his gorgeous dark eyes with being pursued by lusty ladies. His escape to England from the violence of the French Revolution took a toll on his finances as well. Gloriana may be gloriously naked, but he’s just not ready to submit to her seduction.
But when a precious family artifact is stolen, Philippe must convince Gloriana he’s not the guilty party. He’ll steal it back for her, but on his terms. Gloriana, believing he despises her, has plans of her own. Working at odds is dangerous, but working together can be more so. Is Philippe willing to risk his heart again for a deliciously tempting shrew?
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Excerpt:

A clandestine meeting, particularly where nakedness is involved, is best arranged for a moonless night.
Or so Gloriana Warren told herself, for her mother would never have uttered such a scandalous dictum. Unfortunately, it was tonight or never. Tomorrow, the man she had sworn to love forever would leave Lancashire and return to London—without her. They wouldn’t be able to marry for years because of his stupid scruples about money.
Men and their tedious pride! She and the Marquis de Bellechasse loved one another. They shared the same lofty ideals. She had a substantial dowry. Marrying now made sense. Not only that, her mother would die happy.
So Gloriana was taking matters into her own hands. She had planned the upcoming encounter in glorious detail—every word, every gesture. As she emerged from the summerhouse to greet him, he would stand and stare at her, transfixed by her beauty.
“Darling Philippe,” she would say, reaching for him, offering herself without reserve. “Love is eternal. It cannot, must not be denied!”
“Ah, ma belle,” he would respond, his hand on his heart, his voice throbbing with desire. “I adore you. What a fool I was to think we could wait for years. Even another minute is too long. Tonight, I shall make you mine!”
She would fling herself into his waiting arms, swept away on the tide of his passion.
She wasn’t sure exactly how it would go after that, apart from plenty of kissing, but judging by her previous experience of Philippe’s kisses, it would be the most thrilling experience of her life.
She sneaked out the French doors, arms full of blankets, and glanced back up at Garrison House. Not a glimmer of candlelight showed in the windows. She hurried through the rose garden and skirted the lawn, keeping to the bushes and out of the moonlight. In the secret room under the summerhouse, she and her darling Philippe would be safe. Tomorrow they would announce their engagement to Mama. They would send for a special license and be married within a week.
Ten minutes later, she had set up a makeshift bed under the summerhouse and removed all her clothes. Shivering more from excitement than from the chilly night air, she waited for Philippe to arrive.
Tonight would be the most perfect night of her life.
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The Marquis de Bellechasse left his horse in a convenient copse and made his careful way forward, pausing at the edge of the trees. Garrison House was reassuringly dark, but moonlight reflected off the ripples on the lake. The summerhouse gleamed white on its little knoll, exposed on all sides. He paused, listening. No sound disturbed the darkness except a nightjar complaining from a nearby oak. He hoped and prayed no one else was up and about tonight. He couldn’t afford to get caught with Gloriana Warren, but nor could he bring himself to ignore her passionate plea to see him once more before they parted.
He loved her—to the point of folly, judging by his current behavior. He had already said farewell, and yet here he was, trespassing on her brother’s estate at midnight to say it again. He dreaded her inevitable tears.
The door to the summerhouse stood wide open, which meant Gloriana was here already. Fine. Best to get it over with now. He took a deep breath and set out across the lawn.
He had almost reached the doorway when she came into view, rising from out of nowhere, her face pale, her hair loose around her bare shoulders. He halted, staring, his heart thundering. She continued to rise, her breasts round and luscious in the light of the moon. His eyes slid helplessly down the curve of her hips to the darker patch at the apex of her thighs . . .
Mordieu. He shook his head and began to back away. “No, chĆ©rie. We must not do this.”
She set her feet on the floor—she must have emerged from a trapdoor—and beckoned with those sweet arms, smiled with those lush lips. “Philippe, my darling, please come to me. I love you so much.”
“No, ma belle, I cannot.”
“But love—” She faltered, then continued toward him, arms wide. “Love is eternal. It must not be denied.”
Sacrebleu, she was declaiming like a shoddy actress on the stage. The thought revolted him. Surely his idealistic Gloriana could not cheapen herself so. Anguished, he put up his hands to fend her off. “It is not possible, Gloriana. Not yet. It would not be right.”
She hurried forward, her breasts jiggling enticingly. “Truly, we mustn’t delay. My mother may not have long to live, and seeing me married well is her dearest wish.”
He didn’t care in the least about old Lady Garrison, who was the worst sort of snob. He shook his head. “No. To wait is best.”
“Philippe, I cannot wait. I need you now.” She reached for him, her nakedness inches away.
He gritted his teeth and took another step backwards. His imbecile cock was reacting to her, but he had long ago gained control over its demands. “I am sorry, but I must go.” He turned away.
She wailed, a sharp, keening sound, and immediately a shout came from nearby. Her brother? No, he was in London. A gamekeeper?

Whoever the man might be, he was lurking here on purpose. So much for love, Philippe thought. Gloriana was just another lust-crazed woman trying to trap him into marriage. He turned and ran. Pursued by shouts and then shots, he reached his horse and galloped away.


About the Author:

Winner of the Holt Medallion, Maggie, Daphne du Maurier, Reviewer’s Choice and Epic awards, Barbara Monajem wrote her first story at eight years old about apple tree gnomes. She published a middle-grade fantasy when her children were young, then moved on to paranormal mysteries and Regency romances with intrepid heroines and long-suffering heroes (or vice versa).

Barbara loves to cook, especially soups. She used to have two items on her bucket list: to make asparagus pudding and succeed at knitting socks. Asparagus pudding proved to be pretty horrible, and she is too fumble-fingered to make socks. Now she just sticks with writing books. She lives near Atlanta, Georgia with an ever-shifting population of relatives, friends, and feline strays.

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Sunday, July 29, 2018

Release Tour - 'Silverblade' by Bella Jeanisse #Giveaway


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Silverblade by Bella Jeanisse


Genre: Rockstar


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Are you ready to dive into a new series?

Before there can be a Rockstar Romance, there has to be a band…

Shane Martin, lead vocalist of Silverblade, has given up on keeping his band together. He doesn’t know how to go on after the loss of their bassist and his best friend, Troy. When Troy’s widow insists he start the search, he does. No one was good enough until he found Zack.

Zack Bryant plays bass, but his band is going nowhere. He thinks he has no chance to have a better life. That is until Shane walks into the bar where he is playing one night. He finally has a way to show the world what he can do.

Will Zack blend with the rest of the band? Can they get ready in time to join the Reign of Fire tour? Little do they know, this is only the beginning.

Warning: For those 18 and over only. May not suitable for all readers. Bumps in the road can be fun, right?

This book has spoilers for the Gasoline and Wicked End series, as well as Triple Threat's Dual Desires.






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“Bella is an awesome author” 5 STARS ~ Lisa M Queen

“Great rock romance” 5 STARS ~ Doris

“All of Ms. Jeanisse’s books take you directly into the world of rock and roll and makes you feel as a voyeur into their lives. I cannot wait to see where the next book in the Silverblade series takes us. I highly recommend this book.” 5 STARS - Verified Purchase

“Every time I start a new book by Bella I wonder if she is going to be able to top the last one. I have read every single book she's put out and I haven't found ONE that I don't like.”  5 STARS
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“Bella has once again has shown us her mad writing skills”. 5 STARS
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Bella Jeanisse lives for rock music. Addicted to concerts, Avenged Sevenfold, fictional rockers, and blasting music in the car, she can’t get enough. After her father turned her on to Queen, there was no going back. Of course, it didn’t stop there. Playing guitar became a pastime, which didn’t turn into a career… until she started to pen her fantasies and publish them.

Originally from Brooklyn, New York City, she grew up with access to clubs like L’Amour and CBGBs, hung out in Greenwich Village, as well as had plenty of friends in bands. No wonder rockers stayed on her mind. Bringing her ideas to life was a long time coming.

She is now living near Tampa, FL with 3 kids and 2 grandkids, as a single mom. Her family supports her writing even when it seems to take up more time than they feel is necessary. Can’t stop the muse, ya know!

Besides erotic rock star romances, Bella also writes about wild bikers, hot college men and more.



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Friday, July 27, 2018

Author Interview with PJ MacLayne #MysteryExchange

Welcome PJ MacLayne! Thank you so much for stopping by my blog and answering a few questions. I'm happy to have you here. Well, let's get started... 

What kind of research did you do for The Marquesa's Necklace? Did you travel, use the Internet, speak with experts on a topic, etc?

I based my book in the general area where I grew up, so the setting came to me instinctively. What I needed to research was legal things-laws, procedures for law enforcement, how a small town police force might work. I drew a lot of information from an e-mail loop I belong to that includes past and current law enforcement folks. I filled in some of the blank spots through Internet research.

What process did you go through when you picked your characters’ names for The Marquesa's Necklace?

I'm bad with names. When I started this book, the only characters I had names for were the two main characters. The rest came along as the book developed. One character’s name I changed during my first round of editing because it was too similar to another name I used in the story.

Are your characters based on anyone you know?

I've taken bits and pieces of people I've known and rolled them into my characters, so no one character is based on any one person. That way I don't feel tied down as the character develops in the course of the story.

Do any of your characters take over and write the book themselves sometimes? Who?

All the time! I'd intended for The Marquesa's Necklace to be a paranormal romance. In fact, the original title was ‘The Ghost Who Loved Me.’ But Harmony Duprie, the main character, soon let me know that I was wrong. I had to rework the beginning of the story and it turned into a cozy mystery with a romantic element.

What do you prefer: ebook or print? Why?

Both! I love the feel of a book in my hands and turning the pages, If I don't have books somehwere in my house, I feel as if a major element is missing. But I also love the convenience of ebooks, and being able to carry a lot of books inside a small tablet, especially if I am traveling.

How long have you been writing? When did you decide to become an author?

I started writing poetry when I was in high school. I didn't switch to fiction until about six years ago. There was a story floating around in my brain that would never become a poem so I decided to try to write it as a book. The book wasn't great, even after three revisions, but I got hooked and I've been writing fiction ever since.

All writers suffer from writer’s block at least once in their career. What’s your go-to cure?

I don't have the perfect cure, but I find going back and edited what I've already written helps most of the time. Puts me back in touch with where the story has been and hopefully, where it's going. Or I’ll switch back to my beginnings and try to write a poem to clear the creative block.

We all need a little inspiration in our lives. What’s your favorite quote and why?

It's not terribly inspirational, but I love the quote “Do not meddle in the affairs of dragons for you are crunchy and taste good with ketchup.” Although its origin is unknown, it seems like good advice! (Yes, I have been known to meddle where I shouldn’t.)

Any advice for the aspiring authors out there? Particularly those who are feeling a little discouraged?

Don’t worry about word count, grammatical errors, or perfection in the first draft. It’s more important to get words on paper. You’re going to need to go back and edit it anyway. (Several times, probably!) My first book is tucked away on a flash drive and will never see publication. And that’s okay. I learned a lot about writing in the process and it helped to make subsequent books better.

How do you market your books? What do you find more effective?

I’ve had my best results with paid advertising, sites like eBookDaily and RobinReads. I love appearing on blogs, but it can be difficult to find ones with the right audience. Facebook ads haven’t worked for me and I get limited results from the numerous promo groups on Facebook. I love making appearances and selling my books directly to readers, but the opportunities for that are limited in my area.

What is your favorite book? Favorite author?

How about a series? Out of all the Dragons of Pern series by Anne McCaffrey, I like the Harper Hall collection the best. As far as my favorite author, she and Mercedes Lackey are about even. It depends upon my mood any given day.

Besides writing and reading, what are some of your hobbies?

I love to do needlepoint and other needle art. (I’m pretty good at it, too!) I have a large variety of completed projects decorating not only my home, but the home of relatives as well.

What’s your most bizarre life experience?


I’ve had a lot of interesting life experiences, although I wouldn’t call any of them bizarre.
Like when I hopped on a Greyhound bus to go to a college 1000 miles away without every seeing it. Or the time I hung from a cliff’s edge as part of a lesson in rescues for a rock climbing course. (I got to rappel down a cliff as part of that course, too.) As far as bizarre, there was the experience of watching a plane fly along the Oregon Coast at night and never hearing its engines. At all. Never.

Blurb:

Harmony Duprie enjoyed her well-ordered life in the quiet little town of Oak Grove—until her arrest for drug trafficking. Cleared of all charges, she wants nothing more than to return to the uneventful lifestyle of a historical researcher she once savored.

But when her beloved old car “George” is stolen and explodes into a ball of flames, it sets off a series of events that throws her plans into turmoil. Toss in a police detective that may or may not be interested in her, an attractive but mysterious stranger on her trail, and an ex-boyfriend doing time, and Harmony’s life freefalls into a downward spiral of chaos.

Now she has to use her research skills to figure out who is behind the sinister incidents plaguing her, and why. And she better take it seriously, like her life depends upon finding the right answers.

Because it might.

Excerpt:

Officer Felton left me in the barely-furnished lobby. It was a place you don’t want to stay in too long—several hard plastic chairs, a beat-up fake wood end table and a few old magazines scattered about. It smelled like stale cigarettes, and appeared not to have been cleaned for weeks. I perched on the edge of a chair and put my hands between my knees to keep from touching anything. Thankfully, it was only moments until Detective Thomason appeared. I gave him the once over—brown hair still cut short—check. Glasses hiding those dark brown eyes—check. His shirt rumpled and in need of an iron—check. No wedding band in his finger—check. Yep, nothing had changed.

As I stood, his eyes wandered from my face down to my shoes. The corners of his lips curled upward, but I wouldn’t say that he smiled. A smile would have looked odd on his normally grim face.

“If you would come with me, please?” he said.

He even put the please in there, unlike our previous encounters. Of course, those times, I had been either in booking or in one of the interrogation chambers. I know, I know, they’re interview rooms. Whatever. I followed him through a maze of desks and hallways and into a small but comfortable office, my heels clicking on the tile floor. I’d never noticed before what a nice behind he had. I wondered if it was just the pants he was wearing, or if I’d just not looked before, having other things on my mind. Like calling a lawyer.

“Have a seat, please,” he said, indicating an armless office chair—at least its seat was padded. He sat on the other side of a desk covered with an assortment of files and paperwork, and picked up a file from the top of the stack.

“Harmony,” he said tentatively.

“Detective Thomason,” He might be trying to be friendly, but I still hadn’t forgiven him for arresting me.

He cleared his throat, and set the file back on his desk. “Did you let anyone borrow your car today?” he asked.

“No, my keys are right here.” I started digging through the contents of my purse.

“I’ll take your word for it,” he said, after I pulled out my checkbook, a packet of pink tissues, and a paperback with an almost-naked man on the front cover and piled them on the corner of his desk. His mouth twitched. “Have you made any new enemies recently, Miss Duprie?” I guess he got my message about the terms of our relationship.

“Besides a certain insufferable cop?” Even in the artificial fluorescent light, I saw the red rising in his cheeks. I could almost hear him counting to ten as I pretended to consider the question. “I think Larry, the florist, is ticked off that I’m not receiving flowers anymore. And Bart at the grocery store yelled at me last week when I went through the ten items or less line with fourteen items. But what does that have to do with someone stealing and wrecking my car?”

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Author Bio: 

Born and raised among the rolling hills of western Pennsylvania, P.J. MacLayne still finds inspiration for her books in that landscape. She is a computer geek by day and a writer by night who currently lives in the shadow of the Rocky Mountains. When she's not in front of a computer screen, she might be found exploring the back roads of the nearby national forests and parks. In addition to the Free Wolves’ stories, she is also the author of the Oak Grove series.

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Thursday, July 26, 2018

Release Tour - 'Instinct' by Anna Alexander

Instinct
The Evolutioneers- Book Two
by Anna Alexander
Paranormal Romance

Blurb

Ripley Jorgensen had believed the biggest shock in his life was developing
shape-shifting powers, but that was nothing compared to learning that one
of his teammates, the woman he loved, was a complete fraud. Not only did
she steal someone’s identity, she may have committed murder.
Alisia had figured there was no better place to hide out than in a hidden
mountain fortress surrounded by superheroes. Surely no one from her past
would think to look for her there—that is, until her murderous father
hired the Evolutioneers to find his missing daughter and blew her cover.
Now she’s on the run with not only her former friends right on her tail,
but also the man who has her scent embedded in his soul.
Ripley doesn’t just want answers. The beast within has determined that
Alisia is its mate. Until he claims her as his own, the fight between man
and animal grows stronger every day. And if she should refuse him? The man
would be lost to the beast. Forever.


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Excerpt

Really, what was the worst that could happen if she gave into the heat in Ripley’s eyes? More than likely they’d have a passionate affair that flamed out before it began. Okay. A manageable awkwardness if that came to be. At least she would be able put the thoughts to bed for good.

Of course, there was the possibility that the sins of her past would surface and she would be forced back out onto the street. Did she want more regrets than she already had by hanging on to her stubborn fears and not take a chance on him?

Her and Ripley. Together.

In the mirror her cheeks were flushed and her green eyes turned smoky as a colony of butterflies settled behind her ribs.

Holy hell, she was really going to pursue him.

Between her thighs she turned liquid, her body already preparing for Ripley’s possession. And he would possess her, of that she had no doubt. There was no half way with the man. That blasĆ© devil-may-care attitude he projected to the world hid the animal inside him, the beast who would devour her whole. Take and take until she was drained. Heaven help her, that was just what she needed.

Her fingers shook as she dabbed on a touch of lip balm and smoothed down a wayward strand of hair. A smile flirted on her lips and she shivered, anticipating the intense union as she padded in her stocking feet down the hall on the hunt for her man.

Author Bio


Award winning author Anna Alexander is the author of the Heroes of Saturn and
the Sprawling A Ranch series. With Hugh Jackman’s abs and Christopher
Reeve’s blue eyes as inspiration, she loves spinning tales of superheroes finding
love. Anna also loves to give back and has served on the board for the Greater
Seattle Romance Writers of America as chapter president and on the committee
for the Emerald City Writers Conference.
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Monday, July 23, 2018

#BookReview – ‘Dirty Deeds’ by AJ Nuest

Blurb

An Eye for an Eye 

As owner of Dirty Deeds, a tech-savvy company specializing in the age-old art of revenge, Eden Smith knows first-hand that secrecy is critical. But when a dead body washes up on the shores of Lake Michigan clutching her business card, Eden’s well-constructed world begins to fall apart. Apparently, she’s not the only one with a passion for payback, and staying alive to outsmart a killer has become her most important job of all. 

A Game for a Game 

Hardened homicide detective Kelly Riordan is convinced Eden Smith is hiding more than she’s willing to admit. Years on the force have taught him that nothing is what it seems, and that couldn’t be truer than when it comes to investigating the alluring owner of a revenge-for-hire business. But revealing her past could put everything Eden has worked for in jeopardy. And trusting a man like Riordan goes against the very instincts that have kept her alive this long.


Review

In the first book in A Likely Story series, Eden Smith knows all about revenge. In fact, she owns and operates a tech-savvy business, Dirty Deeds, and she and her crew enacts revenge on people who deserve it. She’s super intelligent and secretive. She’s lived a hard life and knows better than to trust people too much. When a dead body is discovered with her business card in hand, Eden’s world comes crashing down.
Homicide Detective Kelly Riordan believes the murder victim is connected to the mysterious business and it’s compelling owner, but he can’t figure out how. Eden’s life is in danger, and though he knows he should follow protocol, he can’t think straight around her. He’s good at reading people, and he knows she’s not the enemy.
I love the H/h! Kelly and Eden have off-the-charts sexual chemistry, and their attraction is instant. Eden hides her pain behind carefully crafted lies and personas, and she doesn’t even really know who she is anymore. Kelly, however, sees past her masks for the real woman within. He’s so understanding, compassionate, and willing to give her what she needs. He’s not afraid to bend the law or outright break it to do what he knows is right.
Though I found the plot and characters interesting, the book was a little repetitive and wordy. The H/h kept thinking the same thoughts again and again, and it slowed the pacing. I really enjoyed the author’s ingenious similes and metaphors however. Some of them were really funny, or serious depending on the scene, but all of them were creative and unique.
Overall, I liked the book, but the pacing needs to be tighter.
3.5 Stars

Disclaimer – I won a print copy of this book in a contest. I am not paid or compensated in any way, shape, or form for this honest review. I will not change or alter this review for any reason unless at my discretion.