Monday, March 1, 2021
Keeper Series Teaser Reveal...
Saturday, February 27, 2021
Red Velvet...
Today we have the blog tour of JP Roth’s Red Velvet! Check out this gorgeous new romance and be sure to get your copy today!
Title: Red Velvet
Author: JP Roth
Genre: Paranormal Romance
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Velvet tried to stand. Fresh, sizzling pain jolted through her, but she did not utter a sound. She reached for the knife in her boot; it hissed when it cleared the sheath. She was outside the pain, there was only focus, movement, and survival—survival most of all. Every sense spiking, Velvet listened to how her mind amplified the surrounding sounds. Screams from the bawdy houses, the pattering feet of beggar boys running for their loot, or their life—and the men, Velvet could hear the men best of all, accelerated heartbeats pounding over short, excited breaths. Nora’s screeching sounds were all that mattered. Her face was turning a mottled shade of purple and there was no time to wait for the ideal moment, time had become a thing they were fast running out of.
Velvet sprang up and buried her knife in the taut neck of Nora’s attacker. The man shrieked, as blood filled his mouth, and the scream turned to a slurry, garbled wail. Nora crumpled to the ground, clawing at her throat, gasping for air. Velvet spun around, instinctively dodging the fist aimed at her face. Her arm moved, this time her knife sunk in the second man’s stomach. She stabbed again and again, short quick jabs that were over almost before he registered them. The man stumbled back—smacked a meaty hand to his bleeding gut—and fell on his backside, then lost consciousness with a groan. Velvet heard a sick crack when his skull hit the stone. In front of them, the first man was on his knees, the gash in his neck spewing obscene amounts of blood. Both the hands he pressed to the wound did nothing to staunch the flow.
“I’ve never seen so much blood in my life,” gasped Nora, dragging herself to her knees. “Now I will faint, and who could blame me?” Shaking hands encircling her battered throat, she coughed until tears ran down her cheeks. More hot blood pooled around the man’s knees so the cracks between the stones could not contain it. Crimson liquid bubbled up, rushing toward the lacy hem of Nora’s dress.
“Run!” Velvet panted. “Get out of here!” Hand shaking, she lifted the bloody knife, her eyes searching for danger—she found only shadows.
“I will do no such thing! Spencer!” wailed Nora. “Spencer!”
Velvet fell. Regardless of how much she wished it was otherwise, darkness had won the battle for her sight—the world faded to black.
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Friday, February 26, 2021
Room for Us Cover Reveal...
Today we have the cover reveal for L.M. Halloran’s Room For Us. Check it out and be sure to preorder your copy today!
Title: Room For Us
Author: L.M. Halloran
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: March 18th
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Thursday, February 25, 2021
Return to Me...
Today we have the release day blitz of Michele Arris’s Return To Me! Check out this gorgeous new romance and be sure to order your copy today!
Title: Return To Me
Author: Michele Arris
Genre: Contemporary Romance
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Raise the Heat...
We are so excited to be bringing you the release of RAISE THE HEAT by New York Times bestselling author Cassia Leo. If you're looking for a steamy, feel-good, enemies-to-lovers romance, this is the book for you!
About RAISE THE HEAT
Recipe for a successful promotion:
STEP 1: Never get fired by the most egotistical chef in Manhattan.
STEP 2: Never accept a job working for his infuriatingly sexy, deliciously tattooed twin brother.
STEP 3: Never let someone catch you licking chocolate sauce off your new boss’s utensil.
STEP 4: Never risk your career—for the second time—by falling in love with your boss.
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Each book in the Beastly Bosses series can be read as a stand-alone, but you’ll love reading them as a series.
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Fighting For Someday...
Today we have the release day blitz of M.M. Koenig’s FIGHTING FOR SOMEDAY! Check out this gorgeous new romance and be sure to get your copy today!
Title: Fighting For Someday
Author: M.M. Koenig
Genre: Contemporary Romance
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Wednesday, February 24, 2021
Fandom Hearts...
Today we have the blog tour of Cathy Yardley’s Level Up & One True Pairing ! Check out this gorgeous romance and be sure to get your copy today!
Title: Level Up
Author: Cathy Yardley
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Title: One True Pairing
Author: Cathy Yardley
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He glanced at her. "I don't suppose you could take me," he said, with a hopeful smile.
She felt a jolt of awareness flash through her like an electric shock.
Dimples, she thought absently. They were her downfall.
Jake Reese gave great dimples.
She looked heavenward. "I have an afternoon shift, at my other job," she said, trying to fight the pull of attraction she felt. This guy’s not for you, kiddo.
"You said it's only five minutes away, though," he wheedled.
"What is it with guys trying to get on my good side today?"
He deliberately turned, pointing at his ass. She saw the gaping hole where his pocket used to be. The guy was wearing striped boxers, she noticed. He also had an ass a woman could write odes to, she couldn't help but also notice.
"I don't think I'll survive another round with those women," he said, his eyes imploring.
Damn those dimples.
"Fine,” she said, ignoring the flash of his blue eyes and her corresponding hormonal bump. “As soon as my replacement comes back, I'll..."
"Oh, thank you," Jake said quickly. Before she knew it, he was hugging her.
She was being hugged by Jake Reese, a.k.a. Rick from Mystics, the brooding bad-boy with muscles for miles and a kick-ass Shelby Mustang.
He smelled like expensive cologne, just a splash of it, plus some pure rugged male. Her body tightened in response, her breasts crushed up against the rock-hard wall of his chest.
Oh, my.
Of course, it was at that point that Stan breezed back in, a paper bag of greasy goodness in hand. "Thanks, Hales, I..." he stopped, jaw dropping at the sight in front of him.
Jake pulled back away from Hailey, with a rueful half-smile.
"Well, I got a double burger and fries with a milkshake," Stan said, tongue in cheek. "What goodies did you grab for lunch, girl?"
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Tuesday, February 23, 2021
Return to Me Excerpt Reveal...
Today we have the exclusive excerpt of Michele Arris’s Return To Me! Check out this gorgeous new romance and be sure to pre-order your copy today!
Title: Return To Me
Author: Michele Arris
Genre: Contemporary Romance
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Monday, February 22, 2021
The Naughty Pine...
Today we have the release day blitz of Sibylla Matilde’s The Naughty Pine! Check out this gorgeous new romance and be sure to get your copy today!
Title: The Naughty Pine
Author: Sibylla Matilde
Genre: Contemporary Romance
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Savaged Illusions...
Today we have the blog tour of Jennifer Lyon’s Savaged Illusions: The Complete Series! Check out this gorgeous romance series and be sure to get your copy today!
Title: Savaged Illusions: The Complete Series
Author: Jennifer Lyon
Genre: Contemporary Romance
About Savaged Illusions: The Complete Series:
Justice Cade is leading his rock band to superstardom, but when he falls in love with Liza Cade, will her secrets destroy them all?
“I get it. So how about Friday night?”
She hesitated. “I kind of have a commitment then too. But, um, you could come along. It’s dinner with my roommate, Emily, and her boyfriend, Ben. We meet at Wylie’s.” Would he want to go?
He didn’t even hesitate. “It’s a date. I’d like to meet them.”
A huge smile erupted on her face. “Emily’s bugging me about meeting you.”
His eyes crinkled at the edges. “Wants to check me out, huh? Make sure I’m good enough?”
She started to say no, but why lie? “Maybe a little. But she’s nice if she likes you.”
“And if she doesn’t?”
She thought of Emily when she’d found out Dillion broke up with her and made her that ugly offer. “How fast can you run?”
“That bad?”
“I sort of had to hide her car keys to keep her from going after Dillion. I put them in the freezer. By the time she found them, she got sidetracked by ice cream.”
He dropped his forehead to hers, laughing. “I think I like her already. Everyone needs a friend like that.”
Pleasure warmed her, and she got hotter when he kissed her again.
Liza finally came up for air. “Thought you had a meeting? You know, becoming famous and all?”
Color had darkened his face, and he narrowed his eyes. “You’re a dangerous distraction, Glasner.” He opened her car door. “Go before we both forget we have places to be.”
“Good luck in your meeting. If Christine’s what you want in a manager, I hope she’ll sign you.”
His eyes hardened with ambition. “She’s a shark, exactly what we want. She’ll make signing us contingent on winning though, to be sure she gets at least some income. This is just a prelim to discuss a potential business plan and strategies. We have to win.”
As she drove away, the warmth of Justice’s touch faded beneath the memory of his fierce drive. He’d told her what he wanted.
Fame.
He was living in the spotlight. How long did Liza think she could hang around in that glow and not have it come out who she was? Then it’d all start again, the media scrutiny, the terrible things said about her. Her family would be furious.
She gripped the steering wheel tighter as she headed toward campus.
She didn’t want the fame part of Justice, she just wanted the man for as long as it lasted. Because one way or another, fame and stardom would pull him away.
It always did.
She just hoped her life, and that of her family, didn’t end up as collateral damage.
Again.
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Sunday, February 21, 2021
Honey Girl...
HONEY GIRL
Author: Morgan Rogers
ISBN: 9780778311027
Publication Date: February 23, 2021
Publisher: Park Row Books
Book Summary:
HONEY GIRL (Park Row Books; February 23, 2021; $17.99) by Morgan Rogers is a stunning #ownvoices debut, a charming, lyrical, and introspective romantic coming-of-age story about Grace Porter – millennial, Black woman, astronomy Ph.D. – who wakes up after a wild night in Vegas married to a woman she doesn’t know.
Strait-laced and structured all her life, Porter now faces life without a plan for the first time ever. Between her disappointed military father, the competitive job market, and a consuming sense of aimlessness, finding and falling in love with her wife across the country seems to be the only right answer. But Porter’s problems are just as big in Brooklyn as they are anywhere else, and she realizes she’s going to have to face adulthood whether she’s ready or not.
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EXCERPT:
One
Grace wakes up slow like molasses. The only difference is molasses is sweet, and this—the dry mouth and the pounding headache—is sour. She wakes up to the blinding desert sun, to heat that infiltrates the windows and warms her brown skin, even in late March.
Her alarm buzzes as the champagne-bubble dream pops.
Grace wakes in Las Vegas instead of her apartment in Portland, and she groans.
She’s still in last night’s clothes, ripped high-waisted jeans and a cropped, white BRIDE t-shirt she didn’t pack. The bed is warm, which isn’t surprising. But as Grace moves, shifts and tries to remember how to work her limbs, she notices it’s a different kind of warm. The bed, the covers, the smooth cotton pillowcase beside her, is body-warm. Sleep-warm.
The hotel bed smells like sea-salt and spell herbs. The kind people cut up and put in tea, in bottles, soaking into oil and sealed with a little chant. It smells like kitchen magic.
She finds the will to roll over into the warm patch. Her memories begin to trickle in from the night before like a movie in rewind. There were bright lights and too-sweet drinks and one club after another. There was a girl with rose-pink cheeks and pitch-black hair and, yes, sea-salt and sage behind her ears and over the soft, veiny parts of her wrists. Her name clings to the tip of Grace’s tongue but does not pull free.
The movie in Grace’s head fast-forwards. The girl’s hand stayed clutched in hers for the rest of the night. Her mouth was pretty pink. She clung to Grace’s elbow and whispered, “Stay with me,” when Agnes and Ximena decided to go back to the hotel.
Stay with me, she said, and Grace did. Follow me, she said, like Grace was used to doing. Follow your alarm. Follow your schedule. Follow your rubric. Follow your graduation plan. Follow a salt and sage girl through a city of lights and find yourself at the steps of a church.
Maybe it wasn’t a church. It didn’t seem like one. A place with fake flowers and red carpet and a man in a white suit. A fake priest. Two girls giggled through champagne bubbles and said yes. Grace covers her eyes and sees it play out.
“Jesus,” she mutters, sitting up suddenly and clutching the sheets to keep herself steady.
She gets up, knees wobbling. “Get it together, Grace Porter.” Her throat is dry and her tongue sticks to the roof of her mouth. “You are hungover. Whatever you think happened, didn’t happen.” She looks down at her t-shirt and lets out a shaky screech into her palms. “It couldn’t have happened, because you are smart, and organized, and careful. None of those things would lead to a wedding. A wedding!”
“Didn’t happen,” she murmurs, trying to make up the bed. It’s a fruitless task, but making up the bed makes sense, and everything else doesn’t. She pulls at the sheets, and three things float to the floor like feathers.
A piece of hotel-branded memo paper. A business card. A photograph.
Grace picks up the glossy photograph first. It is perfectly rectangular, like someone took the time to cut it carefully with scissors.
In it, the plastic church from her blurry memories. The church with its wine-colored carpet and fake flowers. There is no Elvis at this wedding, but there is a man, a fake priest, with slicked back hair and rhinestones around his eyes.
In it, Grace is tall and brown and narrow, and her gold, spiraling curls hang past her shoulders. She is smiling bright. It makes her face hurt now, to know she can smile like that, can be that happy surrounded by things she cannot remember.
Across from her, their hands intertwined, is the girl. In the picture, her cheeks are just as rose-pink. Her hair is just as pitch-black as an empty night sky. She is smiling, much like Grace is smiling. On her left hand, a black ring encircles her finger, the one meant for ceremonies like this.
Grace, hungover and wary of this new reality, lifts her own left hand. There, on the same finger, a gold ring. This part evaded her memories, forever lost in sticky-sweet alcohol. But there is it, a ring. A permanent and binding and claiming ring.
“What the hell did you do, Porter?” she says, tracing it around her finger.
She picks up the business card, smaller and somehow more intimate, next. It smells like the right side of the bed. Sea salt. Sage. Crushed herbs. Star anise. It is a good smell.
On the front, a simple title:
ARE YOU THERE?
brooklyn’s late night show for lonely creatures
& the supernatural. Sometimes both.
99.7 FM
She picks up the hotel stationery. The cramped writing is barely legible, like it was written in a hurry.
I know who I am, but who are you? I woke up during the sunrise, and your hair and your skin and the freckles on your nose glowed like gold. Honey-gold. I think you are my wife, and I will call you Honey Girl. Consider this a calling card, if you ever need a—I don’t know how these things work. A friend? A—
Wife, it says, but crossed out.
A partner. Or. I don’t know. I have to go. But I think I had fun, and I think I was happy. I don’t think I would get married if I wasn’t. I hope you were, too.
What is it they say? What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas? Well, I can’t stay.
Maybe one day you’ll come find me, Honey Girl. Until then, you can follow the sound of my voice. Are you listening?
Excerpted from Honey Girl by Morgan Rogers, Copyright © 2021 by Morgan Rogers
Published by Park Row Books
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Author Bio:
Morgan Rogers is a queer black millennial. She writes books for queer girls that are looking for their place in the world. She lives in Maryland and has a Shih Tzu named Nico and a cat named Grace that she would love to write into a story one day. HONEY GIRL is her debut novel.
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