Wednesday, May 27, 2020

Rock Hardest...

Today we have the blog tour for M.J. Roberts’ ROCK HARDEST! Check it out and be sure to grab your copy today!

Title: Rock Hardest

Author: M.J. Roberts

Series: Chord Brothers

Genre: Rockstar Romance

 

About Rock Hardest:

Cole’s world shattered seventeen years ago. Now he’s got one chance to get his life back on track.  Cole starts his own band, hoping that going back to music will ease his tortured soul. There’s only one problem— he can’t find a drummer.
  1. J. Casarez is stuck working in her family’s restaurant until her cousin calls her to audition. Cole’s not expecting a female drummer. Yet from the first beat they sizzle. But there’s no way she’s getting involved with a privileged, pretty boy.
She’s been burned before, and dating a band member is a recipe for disaster. Only... it’s not just their onstage chemistry that’s on fire. She has no idea what happened to make him into the man who tempts her to break all her rules. Then outside forces threaten to tear T. J. and Cole apart. How are they going to rock the hardest and keep their hearts intact?  

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EXCERPT:

COLE

 

I push her shoulders away slightly, but I feel a gush of heat through the layers of material between us, and I shudder.

This.” I point from her chest to mine and back again. “I can’t do it unless it means something.” My mouth turns to desert. Everything. “I can’t…with you…” her smell… “Without…something…meaning…” she rubs a hand down her cleavage. Oh. I can’t think.  “Important…”

She kisses me, hot passion pouring into her tongue as she licks the seam of my lips and I open for her. Her tongue dances over mine, controlling, high jacking any thoughts, all resistance. My groan is a dragon dying.

No…” it’s a pitiful protest, half-cry, half-whimper, totally unbelievable. It sounds like ‘please, yes.’

Well,” she says, “then we’ll have to make this time mean something.”

Special…” I croak out.

T. J. laughs, victory making the sound a powerful aphrodisiac shooting lightning through my veins. She kisses down my neck, the top of my chest, swiftly heading south. To stop her I grab a quick, hard fistful of her hair, stopping her.

I’m not doing this if it’s a one-time deal. Hard no.”

She looks up, and the blaze of lust the slight pull on her hair caused her threatens to throw me over the edge right there.

She raises one eyebrow, licks her lip, and looks down toward my dick.

Absolutely not. If you’re thinking once and bam, we can stop right here. I’m not doing that to you. You are not…disposable. Not cheap…not… a girl I’d do that to. You’re magnetic. I am not worthy of you.”

She looks around, as much as she can with my death grip on her hair. “You’re worth like a hundred times me.”

Noooo…” Not net worth. Worthy.

She licks the skin on me she can reach, and thoughts fly like skittish ravens scattering.

What was I saying?”

You want me to lick you like an ice cream cone?”

Yes. And I want to do the same to you. Over and over for weeks, months, and years on end.”

She snorts. I let go of her. Buzzkill.

T. J. leans up, pressing her breasts against my chest.

How about we compromise. Not one night, not one year. This week. While we’re here, before we go back to Europe.” She looks at me from under her lashes. “Please…” she says in a sexy, baby doll voice.

Yes. YES. Maybe if we make love for a week, she won’t stop.

She sucks my thumb suggestively and I cave.

 

About the Author:

 
Fan favorite M. J. Roberts is known for lovable characters, witty dialogue, exciting plot twists, fast-paced action that keeps you on the edge of your seat, and romance scenes that sizzle. With more than two million copies of stories in circulation worldwide, Roberts is well loved for creating characters who feel as real as your most cherished friends. M.J. Roberts is the author of seventeen novels, including the popular Rock Hard: Chord Brothers series, and over twenty short stories; she’s won six literary awards including the Literotica Summer Lovin’ Contest 2015 for Risk Your Heart and the April 2019 gold medal from Literary Titans for Rock Hard: Chord Brothers, Book 1. Roberts is also an editor, songwriter, audiobook narrator, and professor of creative writing. A modestly humble egomaniac with a penchant for superheroes, she’s married to an awesome professional musician (a.k.a. The Rock and Roll God).  Her ‘I’m with the band’ status and access to a bunch of real-life alpha bad boys means she’s always saying ‘Anything you say can and will appear in print. Names will be changed to protect the guilty.’  

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Tuesday, May 26, 2020

Accidentally Family...

Today we have the release blitz for Accidentally Family by Sasha Summers! Check it out and be sure to grab your copy today!!

Title: Accidentally Family

Author: Sasha Summers

Genre: Contemporary Romance

 

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Welcome to Pecan Valley, where the town may be small but the townspeople will always lend a helping hand or a shoulder to lean on. Where good times, good humor, and good people will always lead to happily ever after. Life for Felicity, and her teen children, is finally back on track. After her divorce, she wasn’t sure if her sweet family would ever be the same. But things are good––right up until her ex’s spirited toddler lands on Felicity’s doorstep. If the universe is going to throw lemons at her, thank God she has her best friend, Graham, to help her make lemonade out of them. How did she never notice how kind and sexy he is? Graham is still recovering from his wife’s death years ago and trying to help his teen daughter get her life together. Who is he kidding? His daughter hates him. Forget lemons––he’s got the entire lemon tree. So when Felicity suggests they join forces and help each other, he’s all in. And suddenly he can’t stop thinking about her as more than just a friend. Too bad their timing couldn’t be worse… Because life rarely goes as planned. Luckily there are many different kinds of family to hold you together and lift you up...plus maybe even a little love between friends.  

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“… Readers will find it easy to root for their mutual care to blossom into love, but the pair’s children have a tougher time adjusting to their new relationship, providing some thorny obstacles for the budding couple. Graham and Felicity are great parents and they make great partners, and Summers does a good job of grounding all the drama of their lives in sweetness. Readers will be pleased.”

 

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Her sister was the strongest person on the planet, but she had to be running on fumes. Not that Felicity would say so, or confide, or lean—she was way too into the big-sister protector thing. Still, Matt had been dead five days. In those five days, her sister had been saddled with his funeral arrangements, keeping her kids’ spirits up, and the whole “when will the ex’s illegitimate love child and destroyer of her niece and nephew’s happy family wake up from his coma?” thing. Charity felt for the baby, she did. But her loyalties were here, to Nick and Honor, and Felicity, too. She grabbed a bag of sour-cream-and-onion chips and added it to her pile of snacks, then backed out of the kitchen. “Who’s hungry?” she asked, flopping onto the couch beside Honor. Honor was watching the bloody melee on the television, a growing look of disgust on her face. “This is horrible. I keep jumping.” Nick chuckled. “You should try it. Definitely calms the nerves.” Charity snorted. She was pretty sure trying to shoot a zombie before it bit into you wasn’t relaxing. At least not her idea of relaxing. “Right?” Diana added. “Dad took my game away because of the whole pot thing. It sucks, big time. Which is why I have lots of sleepovers.” Charity didn’t say a word. She wasn’t sure how to read Diana yet. Was she really messed up? Or was she acting messed up for attention? “Pot?” Honor asked. Diana nodded, taking a licorice lace from Nick. “It’s no big deal. It was one joint. One. The school totally flipped out and expelled me.” “You were expelled?” Nick looked skeptical. “Why else do you think I’m going to your school next year?” Diana rolled her eyes. “Dad can’t buy my way back into any of the private schools. Why he thinks I’m better off at a private school versus a public school is beyond me. Where does he think I bought the pot to begin with?” So, the real deal then. Not that she was going to judge the girl. She couldn’t imagine how hard it would be to lose a parent. There had been plenty of times during her school years when she’d wished her parents would leave her alone—disappear even. But death? Permanently losing one? She couldn’t imagine that. Was this one of those times she should act like an adult or not? Felicity would probably pop off some after-school-special message that would instantly and forever change Diana’s outlook on life into some happy rainbow-and-cupcakes-kitten thing. But Charity didn’t know how to do that. She didn’t know how to be a mom. The kid in her belly was getting a raw deal. She needed to start taking notes on Felicity’s parenting style.    

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Sasha Summers grew up surrounded by books. Her passions have always been storytelling, romance and travel--passions she uses when writing. Now a best-selling and award winning-author, Sasha continues to fall a little in love with each hero she writes. From easy-on-the-eyes cowboy, sexy alpha-male werewolves, to heroes of truly mythic proportions, she believes that everyone should have their happy ending--in fiction and real life. Sasha lives in the suburbs of the Texas Hill country with her amazing and supportive family and her beloved grumpy cat, Gerard, The Feline Overlord. She looks forward to hearing from fans and hopes you'll visit her online. Facebook: Sasha Summers Author, Twitter: @sashawrites, or her website: www.sashasummers.com  

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Monday, May 25, 2020

Flatline...

Today we have the release day blitz for Flatline by Linda Bond! Check it out and be sure to grab your copy today!!

Title: Flatline

Author: Linda Bond

Genre: Romantic Suspense

 

About Flatline:

People are dying in Dr. Joshua Salvador’s ER. His medical assistant, only weeks from delivering her baby, hangs on to life by a thread. The symptoms seem horrifyingly familiar, and he begins to suspect the deaths are targeted at him. But, before he can figure things out, top TV investigator Rachel Wright is standing in the middle of his ER, convinced an outbreak, an epidemic, or even a botched flu vaccine could be the cause, and she’s going to tell the world.  

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“We should go to the bedroom.” His eyelids were heavy, his eyes intense with desire. “Your mom.” He sounded winded. “Elizabeth.” Like he was having trouble breathing, too. “Both asleep.” All Rachel could think about was how long she’d fantasized about this very moment. The reconnection. She wanted it fast and furious. “I’ve waited five years. I’m not waiting a second more.” She reached for his shirt, to pull him closer. His hand shot out. Stopping her. Her heart skidded. “What?” “At least let me…” He sprinted to the wall near the hallway. “Turn off lights.” He flipped the switch. The room went dark. The hair on her arms rose. “We’ll just be quiet.” Suddenly, he was on her again, arms around her waist, pulling her up, lifting her into him. Onto him. If only she didn’t have the damn yoga pants on. He took a step back. Wobbled. She threw out her hands, looking for something to steady herself. Her right hand knocked her wine glass, sending it sliding across the marble island, dropping to the tile floor with a loud crash. They froze. She wrapped her legs around his body, wrapped her arms around his neck, buried her face in that warm space where his neck and shoulders met and held her breath. No lights flipped on. No one was coming. That’s when she heard it. The sound of his desire. Blood pumping through the artery in his neck, pulsing with intensity. Then, she felt it. His heart thumping in his chest like a boxer’s fist. Her own flapping against her rib cage in time with his. She couldn’t breathe in this loud silence. Couldn’t see in this blinding darkness. But she could speak. “Oh God, don’t stop.” This time, her mouth found his, and she kissed him, urging him on. He carried her across the room, stumbling as his foot hit a piece of furniture, spinning. He hit a wall. He broke the kiss. “Your bedroom would be safer.” “I don’t want safe.” Her arms went up. “You never did.” He set her down.      

About Linda Bond:

 

Author Linda Bond was born in San Francisco, California but spent most of her life in the south, attending middle and high school in Greenville, South Carolina and college at the University of Georgia in Athens, Georgia. She’s worked as a television news reporter and anchor in Fort Myers, Orlando and Tampa, Florida. For more than twenty years, she’s been a reporter, sharing important information with viewers on the latest medical breakthroughs and writing emotional, human-interest stories on those who have the courage and spirit to fight for their lives. She writes every day, under deadline, but has always loved losing herself in a good fiction story. Entangled Publishing released Bond’s two romantic thrillers Alive at 5 and Cuba Undercover. Flatline her newest medical thriller, releases in May 2020. Bond has received numerous writing awards in Romance Writer’s of America chapter contests. She has also won 13 Emmy awards, numerous Society of Professional Journalist, and Associated Press awards, as well as a Florida Bar award and Edward R. Murrow award. This former baton-twirling beauty queen from the deep south, now lives in Tampa Florida with her husband, two daughters and two stubborn Bulldogs named Sanford and Athens.  

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Friday, May 22, 2020

The Beginning of the End...

Today we have the release day blitz for THE BEGINNING OF THE END by R. Holmes! Check it out and be sure to grab your copy today!

Title: The Beginning of the End

Author: R. Holmes

Genre: Contemporary Romance

  

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Ambrey My last name was royalty in New Orleans, at least, I guess to those who mattered. But to me…my last name was a curse. High society. Expectations. Old money. Politics. Everything I despised. If only they could see what happened behind those high-society closed doors. The same doors my daddy paid a lot of money to keep closed. Deceit. Destruction. Bribery. You name it, my family was guilty of it. My father’s throne was built on lies. Our family was the epitome of faux royalty. Then, I fell in love and oh what a fool I was. I was just a pawn in my father’s game. And to use the man who claimed to love me... Five years ago, I walked away, and left my father to his riches. And that man who left me in broken, jagged pieces? Well, what goes around, comes around. Grey Four years in a prison cell changes a man. I spent those five years fighting to survive. When I emerged, I was nothing like the man who had walked through those cell doors all those years ago. I overcame things that I never imagined I’d be faced with.. The one person who promised to never leave, did. The life I thought I knew, gone. The future I once thought I had, up in smoke. Like so many things in my life, my story and my future were stolen from me. Sure, it’s made up of the usual parts…a beginning and an end. But just like every story, there’s a hero, there’s the villain…and then there’s me. And this is the beginning of the end.  

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Pain. Something I knew better than most. The worst types of pain, I knew them intimately. But pain is subjective, we all feel it differently. Pain takes a body and leaves it hollow, a mere shell of the living, breathing human that it used to be. Sometimes I wonder how one person can feel so much pain yet never die? But, here I still stand. Living proof that no matter how much pain you’ve endured, the worst part was living through the memories of it. Eight years ago I was thrown inside a concrete prison, a four-by-four cell where I would grow up. I would be taught all the fundamentals of life, my mentors and instructors the lowest of criminals. They would take me, shape me, make me. Leaving me nothing of the man whom I once was. I learned the hardest lessons in life, alone. The worst lesson I learned? Love was foolish, but it wasn’t what made me a fool. What made me a fool is that even though love put me in prison, I still sought that love out in my dreams. Like a siren, she sang to me. I would’ve followed her wherever she called. That was before. Before I sold my soul to the devil in exchange for her freedom. She doesn’t have to know the truth. The truth won’t set her free. It’ll shackle me to the walls of this concrete prison and I’ll gladly take my sentence for love. It’s what put me in here anyway.  

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R. Holmes is from a small town in southern Louisiana where she lives on a farm, with her husband and two little boys. Whenever she's not chasing around the goats and her boys on the farm, she spends her time watching ridiculous amounts of Netflix and is almost always stuck with her nose in a book. She thrives on horror films, sarcasm, and reruns of Harry Potter. A perpetual night owl, you'll find her in her office locked away until the wee hours of the morning. She loves to meet her readers and discuss her latest favorite books and her upcoming projects! Connect with her via Facebook, Instagram (@RHolmesAuthor) and twitter!  

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Taking Her Chase Cover Reveal...

Today we have the cover reveal for Danielle Pay’s upcoming contemporary romance, Taking Her Chase! Check it out and be sure to grab your copy today!

Title: Taking Her Chase

Author: Danielle Pays

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: June 9th

 

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He's in love with his best friend. She's dating his number one suspect. What could go wrong? Harmony Brose can't stop fantasizing about her best friend. After a few drinks, she took a risk. She asked Chase to kiss her. It was the best kiss of her life. Until he jumped up and left, breaking her heart. Officer Chase Harvey had thought about kissing Harmony for years but never crossed that line until that night. Fearing Harmony was drunk, he had to cut it off until he was sure she truly wanted him. Apparently she didn't, because Harmony just started dating the new man in town. Chase doesn't have time to waste on regrets. A woman vanished from their small town and he'll do whatever is necessary to solve the case. When evidence points to the new man, Chase must follow the lead. It has nothing at all to do with the fact the man is dating Harmony... Now he has to decide. Is he willing to risk losing the woman he loves in order to protect her?

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“What do you want in a man?” he asked softly. You. I want you. “What do you mean?” He turned and pinned her with his gaze. “What kind of man are you looking for?” “A nice guy.” He shook his head. “A nice guy?” “Yeah, what’s wrong with that?” He grew serious. “Are you telling me you would be happy with a nice guy who bought you flowers and had vanilla sex with you once a week for the rest of your life?” “Where the hell is this coming from? Why would a nice guy only have vanilla sex once a week? Maybe he’s wild in the bedroom and it’s anything but vanilla, and it’s daily.” She could see Chase’s chest rising and falling. His eyes were dark as they watched her. Then his lips quirked up. “You want wild in the bedroom?” he teased. She swallowed hard. She knew what she wanted in the bedroom, but she wasn’t comfortable talking to Chase about it. Not when he was looking at her like he was ready to pounce. But why the hell not? Over the years, she’d heard rumors about Chase. Rumors that she hadn’t been able to get out of her head. “I want a man who is kind and treats me with respect. But in the bedroom, I want a man who takes charge, talks dirty, and knows what the hell he’s doing. Is that too much to ask?”
   

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Danielle Pays writes steamy romance novels with a touch of suspense. When not trying to write her characters into some kind of trouble, she can be found guzzling coffee at her kids’ soccer games. Black coffee is a requirement as she lives in the Pacific Northwest.  

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Thursday, May 21, 2020

Out Now...



Out Now: Queer We Go Again!
By Saundra Mitchell
On Sale: May 26, 2020
Inkyard Press
YOUNG ADULT FICTION/Diversity & Multicultural | YOUNG ADULT FICTION/Romance/LGBT
9781335018267; 1335018263
$18.99 USD
 416 pages

About the Book



A follow-up to the critically acclaimed All Out anthology, Out Now features seventeen new short stories from amazing queer YA authors. Vampires crash prom…aliens run from the government…a president’s daughter comes into her own…a true romantic tries to soften the heart of a cynical social media influencer…a selkie and the sea call out to a lost soul. Teapots and barbershops…skateboards and VW vans…Street Fighter and Ares’s sword: Out Now has a story for every reader and surprises with each turn of the page!

This essential and beautifully written modern-day collection features an intersectional and inclusive slate of authors and stories.








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EXCERPT:


KICK. PUSH. COAST. By Candice Montgomery
Excerpted from OUT NOW: Queer We Go Again! Edited by Saundra Mitchell, used with permission by Inkyard Press, © 2020 by Inkyard Press.

Every day, same time, same place, she appears and doesn’t say a word.

Well, she doesn’t just appear. She takes a bus. You know she takes a bus because you see her get off the bus right in front of 56th Street, just in front of the park where you skate.

You know she takes a bus and gets off right in front of the park at 56th Street because you are always at the park, wait-ing to catch a glance of her.

She—her appearance—is a constant. Unlike your sexuality, all bendy like the way your bones got after yesterday’s failed backside carve.

Bisexualpansexualdemisexualpanromanticenby all bleeding bleeding-bleeding…into one another.

That drum of an organ inside your chest tells you to just be patient. But now, here you are and there she is and you can’t help yourself.

She’s beautiful.

And so far out of your league.

You’re not even sure what she does here every day, but you probably shouldn’t continue to watch her while trying to nail a Caballerial for the first time. Losing focus there is the kind of thing that lends itself to unforgiving injuries, like that time you broke your leg in six places on the half-pipe or the time you bit clean through your bottom lip trying to take down a 360 Pop Shove It.

You’re still tasting blood to this very day. So’s your skate-board. That one got split clean in half.

She looks up at you from underneath light brown lashes that seem too long to be real. She reminds you of a Heelflip. You don’t know her well but you imagine that, at first, she’s a pretty complicated girl, before you get good enough to really know her. You assume this just given the way her hair hangs down her back in a thick, beachy plait, the way yours never could.

Not since you chopped it all off.

That’s not a look for a lady, your mom says repeatedly. But you’ve never been very femme and a few extra inches of hair plus that pink dress Mom bought you won’t change that.

You hate that dress. That dress makes you look like fondant. Someone nails a Laserflip right near where you’re standing and almost wipes out.

Stop staring. You could just go introduce yourself to her.

But what would you say?

Hi, I’m Dustyn and I really want to kiss you but I’m so confused about who I am and how am I supposed to introduce myself to you if I can’t even get my label right, oh, and also, you make me forget my own name.

And in a perfect world, she would make eyes at you. She’d make those eyes at you and melt your entire fucking world in the way only girls ever can.

Hi, Dustyn, I’m in love with you. Eyelashes. All batting eye-lashes.

No. No, the conversation probably wouldn’t go that way. Be nice if it did though. Be nice if anything at all could go your way when it comes to romance.

You push into a 360 ollie while riding fakie and biff it so bad, you wish you possessed whatever brain cells are the ones that tell you when to quit.

If that conversation did go your way, on a realistic scale, she’d watch you right back. You would nail that Caballerial.

Take a break. Breathe. Breathe breathe breathe. Try some-thing else for a sec.

Varial Heelflip. Wipe out.

Inward Heelflip. Gnarly spill.

Backside 180 Heelflip. Game, set, match—you’re finished. That third fail happens right in front of her and you play it off cool. Get up. Don’t even give a second thought to your battle wounds. You’re at the skate park on 56th Street because there’s more to get into. Which means, you’re not the only idiot limping with a little drug called determination giving
you momentum.

Falling is the point. Failing is the point. Getting better and changing your game as a skater is the point. Change.

But what if things were on your side? What if you’d stuck with that first label? What if Bisexual felt like a good fit and never changed?

Well, then you’d probably be landing all these 180s.

If bisexual just fit, you’d probably have been able to hold on to your spot in that Walk-In Closet. But it doesn’t fit. It doesn’t fit which kind of sucks because at Thanksgiving din-ner two years ago, your cousin Damita just had to open her big mouth and tell the family you “mess with girls.” Just had to tell the family, a forkful of homemade mac and cheese headed into said mouth, that you are “half a gay.”

That went over well. Grams wouldn’t let you sit on her plastic-lined couches for the rest of the night. Your great-uncle Damian told her gay is contagious. She took it to heart.

No offense, baby. Can’t have all that on my good couches. You glance up and across the park, memories knocking

things through your head like a good stiff wind, and you find her taking a seat.

Oh.

Oh, she never does this. She never gets comfortable. She’s changing things up. You’re not the only one.

Maybe she plans to stay a while.

You love that she’s changing things up. You think it feels like a sign. It’s like she’s riding Goofy-Foot today. Riding with her right foot as dominant.

The first time you changed things up that way, you ended up behind the bleachers, teeth checking with a trans boy named Aaron. It felt so right that you needed to give it a name.

Google called it pansexual. That one stuck. You didn’t bother to explain that one to the family, though. They were just starting to learn bisexual didn’t mean you were gay for only half the year.

You pop your board and give the Caballerial another go.

It does not want you. You don’t stick this one either.

If pansexual had stuck, you’d introduce yourself to the beautiful girl with a smaller apology on your tongue. Hi, I’m Dustyn, I’ve only changed my label the one time, just slightly, but I’m still me and I’d really love to take you out.

And the beautiful girl would glance at your scraped elbows and the bruised-up skin showing through the knee holes in your ripped black skinny jeans. She’d see you and say, Hi, small, slight changes are my favorite. And then she’d lace her bubble-gum-nail-polished hand with yours.

But you changed your label after that, too. It was fine for a while. Your best friend, Hollis, talked you through the symp-toms of demisexuality.

No wonder holding the beautiful girl’s hand seems so much more heart-palpitating than anything else. A handhold. So simple. Just like an ollie.

You take a fast running start, throwing your board down, and end up on a vert skate, all empty bowl-shaped pools that are so smooth, your wheels only make a small whisper against them.

A whisper is what you got that first time you realized sex was not for you. Not with just anyone. This was…mmm, probably your biggest revelation.

It was like you’d been feeding your body Big Macs three times a day and suddenly—a vegetable!

Tic-tacking is when you use your entire body to turn the board from one side to the other. It’s a game of lower body strength, but also a game of knowing your weight and know-ing your board. You are not a tic-tac kind of girl.

You are not a girl at all. You are just…you.

That.

That one’s sticking forever. You know it all the way through to your gut.

You make one more attempt, which probably isn’t super wise because you are so close to the spot where she’s sitting that not only will she see you bite the dust, but she’ll hear that nasty grunt you make when you meet the ground.

You coast by.

The friction vibrates up through your bearings and you know you’re going too fast because you start to feel a little bit of a speed-wobble, that lovely, untimely, oscillatory behavior that means bro, you are about to lose control.

And you hate that word. Control. You hate that word be-cause it is so very rare that you have any. Over your life, your sexuality, your gender, your pronouns, your heartbeat when you’re around your beautiful girl.

But then you do.

You gain control. And you nail that Caballerial.

And the three guys who’ve been watching you make an ass of yourself all afternoon pop their boards up, hold them over their heads and let out wolf shouts.

And you’re smiling so hard. You get like that when you nail a particularly difficult one. You’re smiling so hard you don’t notice the someone standing behind you.

Beautiful girl. You don’t even want to control your smile here.

“You did it,” she says.

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About the author

Saundra Mitchell has been a phone psychic, a car salesperson, a denture deliverer and a layout waxer. She's dodged trains, endured basic training and hitchhiked from Montana to California. She teaches herself languages, raises children and makes paper for fun. She is the author of Shadowed Summer and The Vespertine series, the upcoming novelization of The Prom musical, and the editor of Defy the Dark. She always picks truth; dare is too easy. Visit her online at www.saundramitchell.com.

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Wednesday, May 20, 2020

Flatline Excerpt...

Today we have an excerpt from Flatline by Linda Bond! Check it out and be sure to grab your copy today!!

Title: Flatline

Author: Linda Bond

Genre: Romantic Suspense

Release Date: May 25th

 

About Flatline:

People are dying in Dr. Joshua Salvador’s ER. His medical assistant, only weeks from delivering her baby, hangs on to life by a thread. The symptoms seem horrifyingly familiar, and he begins to suspect the deaths are targeted at him. But, before he can figure things out, top TV investigator Rachel Wright is standing in the middle of his ER, convinced an outbreak, an epidemic, or even a botched flu vaccine could be the cause, and she’s going to tell the world.


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Alive at 5:


CUBA UNDERCOVER


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He still hadn’t looked at her.

Rachel’s heart beat like an intern facing her first confrontational news interview.

How many ER physicians worked at Tampa Bay Hospital?

Dozens, at least.

And her ex-boyfriend had to be working today?

Rachel placed a hand on her chest. Could Joshua hear it pounding? Because she could hear her pulse drumming in her ears. She felt like throwing up, herself.  “What’s wrong with her?”

“I’m not sure yet.” Joshua said, his voice booming.

So, he did know she was in the room.

Joshua pressed his fingers into Jackie’s wrist. “Nurse Dawson her skin is a bit jaundice, pulse is weak.” He moved Jackie’s sleeve up. “Profound swelling and marked bruising extending over her left upper arm.” He continued in a professional, robotic tone. “I need a complete blood count and a metabolic profile.”

He still hadn’t looked at Rachel.

“Tox screen. Ativan for the seizure.”

“She’s going to be alright, right, Joshua?” She couldn’t keep the doubt out of her voice. She hadn’t meant for it to be there. She knew what her doubt would do to him.

Joshua didn’t look up, but his body stilled for an instant. It was so quick his nurse probably didn’t notice. But, she did.

Jackie stopped shaking, but she continued to twitch.

Rachel’s knees went weak. This felt like déjà vu. For many reasons.

It had been five years since her brother had died in this very ER with Joshua in the room.

Five years since she’d become a mother to her grieving niece.

Five years since she’d investigated Joshua’s ER physician’s group for medical malpractice.

Five years since Todd, the doctor in charge that night, had resigned.

Five years since Joshua had broken up with her over her series of stories.

Five years since she’d been promoted into the investigative unit, becoming ‘Rachel Makes It Right.’

Five years since she signed a new contract, which was up in a few months.

Five years since she’d had a decent night’s sleep.

The beeps of a machine sped up to an alarming rate.

A baby’s cry from another room escalated into a wail.

“Skin is warm to the touch.” Joshua pulled his fingers from Jackie’s wrist.

He finally looked at Rachel.

The heat of his gaze lit her cheeks on fire. She stumbled backwards.

Today felt so different from the day they’d met here in the hospital almost seven years earlier. She’d been with Jackie on that day, too. Jackie had come down with a case of annoying bronchitis. Joshua had been intense. Intensely flirting with her. Jackie had noticed and had slipped Joshua Rachel’s number.

The man in front of her now had hardened into a different kind of man, and she was partially responsible for his change.

“You’re not supposed to be back here,” he said.

The frantic activity stopped. For one brief moment, the room calmed, as if the energy had been vacuumed out of it.

Then his words broke the suction. “You’re not family.  I know you’re not. You need to leave.”

Rachel took a step forward, her breath sputtering. At one time, the three of them had been like family. “I can’t leave Jackie. You know I—”

His hand shot out, silencing her. “That was not a request. This is my hospital. My trauma room. My order. Get. Out.”

Feet wide, she braced herself for a fight. She wasn’t leaving until she knew Jackie wasn’t going to die.

About Linda Bond:




Author Linda Bond was born in San Francisco, California but spent most of her life in the south, attending middle and high school in Greenville, South Carolina and college at the University of Georgia in Athens, Georgia.


She’s worked as a television news reporter and anchor in Fort Myers, Orlando and Tampa, Florida. For more than twenty years, she’s been a reporter, sharing important information with viewers on the latest medical breakthroughs and writing emotional, human-interest stories on those who have the courage and spirit to fight for their lives.

She writes every day, under deadline, but has always loved losing herself in a good fiction story.

Entangled Publishing released Bond’s two romantic thrillers Alive at 5 and Cuba Undercover. Flatline her newest medical thriller, releases in May 2020.

Bond has received numerous writing awards in Romance Writer’s of America chapter contests.

She has also won 13 Emmy awards, numerous Society of Professional Journalist, and Associated Press awards, as well as a Florida Bar award and Edward R. Murrow award.

This former baton-twirling beauty queen from the deep south, now lives in Tampa Florida with her husband, two daughters and two stubborn Bulldogs named Sanford and Athens.

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Tuesday, May 19, 2020

Maid of Sherwood Review...


Headstrong Marian du Luc would rather traipse through Sherwood Forest and spar with her family’s antique sword than wear the fancy dresses and ribbons her mother favors. Nevertheless, she conforms to her mother’s standards when her family is summoned to Nottingham Castle by the evil Prince John. Upon her arrival Marian is forced to endure the advances of the Sheriff of Nottingham while she secretly meets with the handsome outlaw ‘Hood’, who has captured her heart with his passion for justice.

Court intrigue tangles Marian in its web when she discovers horrendous truths about Prince John and the Sheriff, placing her life in jeopardy and forcing her to confront the hidden truths in her own family.

Of course, everything would be much easier if she wasn’t head over heels with the one man the Sheriff would risk anything to kill…

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Review!!!

When I was downloading this book many years ago I was not expecting this story at all.  I am a huge fan of all things legends and mythical (i.e. Robin Hood, Arthurian legends and historic gods/godesses) so I grabbed this book for the Robin Hood story.  Little did I know that it was so much more than that.  Possible spoilers ahead so continue with caution.

Marian grew up exploring Sherwood Forest with her friend Will Scarlett.  In her exploration of Sherwood she meets Robin and they fall for each other in their brief exchanges.  Then her family is summoned to court something she has never experienced.  Secrets start coming out big time once they arrive at court.  The biggest of which is that her family is the keeper of the sword Excalibur.

I absolutely LOVED this book.  I flew through it rather quickly and loved every second.  I was a bit thrown when they started talking about Arthurian legend stuff in the middle of a Robin Hood legend but it meshed together SO freaking well.  This was my first book by this author and I absolutely loved it.  I will definitely be looking for more books by her once I get a little more caught up with the books I already have lol.  If you are a fan of retellings or legends then this is a good pick for you.  I would highly recommend it to everybody though.

5 legendary stars!

Monday, May 18, 2020

Ghost...

 

Today we are excited to celebrate the release of GHOST by DJ Bryce. GHOST was previously included in the Dark Moon Falls Anthology, and it is now available as a novella. You can grab your copy here. Be sure to follow DJ Bryce for details about all of her books.


GHOST by DJ Bryce

A Paranormal Romance 

Synopsis:

Ghost has been living the life of a nomad. A Lone Wolf. Riding his Harley, picking up odd jobs, and stopping only long enough to lay his head somewhere for the night. But life on the road is no longer as appealing as it used to be and he’s ready to settle down, find a mate, and begin the next chapter of his life.

Dark Moon Falls seems like a great place to do just that.

Mackenzie was born and raised in Dark Moon Falls, but ever since her ex-husband landed in jail based off of her testimony, she’s become a pariah to the shifters in town. Which is fine with Mac, because after being left to raise her son alone, she doesn’t have much faith in them either.

Ghost and Mac are two lonely souls, until fate finally intervenes and puts them in each other’s paths... But will they accept the gift of each other, or are they both two stubborn to see what’s right in front of them?


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Author DJ Bryce loves her men tall, dark, and Alpha. She can often be found relaxing with a cup of coffee, a handful of RedVines, and a dirty book, with her three dogs snoozing happily at her feet.
She's a lover of The Walking Dead, Romantic Comedies, and writing sexy shifters.
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Sunday, May 17, 2020

Saving Abel Review...



Abel Gunner, the lead singer of the band Lethal Abel, is what beautiful nightmares are made of. His gritty, melodic rasp threatens to rip your heart out of your chest and leave you gasping for the very breath he robbed you of. His kisses, detonating on impact, leave you ruined. Abel is also a Dom, and his appetite for seduction is legendary and intense. After a chance encounter with Gia, his need to dominate this woman increases tenfold. He wants to consume her, merge with her, and never leave her body.


Abel's emerald eyes touch the deepest part of Gia's soul in a way that terrifies her. She fears he can see her secret. Lies, guilt, and betrayal lay beneath her skin, and she's terrified of being exposed. How will Gia ever begin to explain? She doesn't believe she's worthy of him, and her greatest fear is that her carefully guarded heart will be shattered. However, she finds herself unable to deny this rogue tattooed rocker whose kisses just might ruin her.



Warning: Written for mature audiences 18+ Includes: Possessive Alpha Dom Rocker, profanity, detailed sexual encounters, alcohol, drugs, BDSM themes, and cliffhanger.


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REVIEW!!!

So I previously posted a review of book 2 in this series (Forgiving Gia) and I'm not sure why I didn't post a review for this one at the time.  So when I decided to reread the series I decided to write a review for this one.

Abel Gunner is not only a rock God but a Dom.  When he meets Gia on a visit to his fathers office he's struck by how intensely he feels for her.  Gia has a bet with her friend Cindy that she can't get Abel into bed.  Gia is also under the influence of her mother and is stuck between doing what her mother wants and what she wants.  When Abel and Gia finally hook-up it's electric and a one night may not be enough for either of them?  Do all the secrets Gia is holding in finally come out and ruin everything?  What happens in the end for these two?

This book is the reason I started listening to the group Our Last Night and I've been listening to them for several years now.  I highly recommend listening to them if you don't know who they are.  I enjoyed this book immensely and the writing was good.  There were quite a few grammatical and spelling mistakes in this book but once you look past them the story works well.  I look forward to rereading book 2 soon as well.

4.5 rocking stars!