Release Day Blast: Unexpected by Amity Cross

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Title: Unexpected (Unexpected #1)
Author: Amity Cross
Genre: Erotic Romance
Release Date: February 1, 2014
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Blair is looking for an escape.

West is looking for a connection.

One down and out woman. One isolated rock star. Life at the top is lonely, but so is life at the bottom.

Blair is just looking for someone to take the edge off her crappy life. Dull the pain, breathe a little life into her neglected body. A chance meeting at a bar leads to a night of passion. No names, no personal details. Just sex.
Well, it wasn’t personal until she sees the guy standing on a stage ten meters in front of her. How the hell didn’t she realize that the guy who blew her mind is the guitarist out of that dirty rock’n’roll band, Affliction? And why is he chasing her down the street? And how does he know her name?

Sometimes you find the things you didn’t even know you were looking for in the most unexpected places.

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Amity Cross isn’t my real name. That’s no secret.

I didn’t want my Mum and my workplace to find out I wrote about doodles and tongue-in-cheek sexual innuendo.

I live in a leafy suburb of Melbourne writing about screwed up relationships and kick ass female leads that don’t take s**t lying down.

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Blog Tour: Destiny’s Detour by Mari Brown

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Heading off to her first year of college, Destiny is ready to take on the world. On the college dance team with her best friend, Amy, all Destiny wants is to have fun, enjoy her college years, and spend time with her older brother, David.

Troy is captain of the football team, sexy, sweet and her brother’s best friend. Practically a member of the family, Troy has always been off limits…until now.

One night together changes everything…

A childhood crush turns into more and Destiny has no choice but to grow up sooner than she planned. Will life’s unexpected detours derail her forever? Is there a happily ever after in the cards for Destiny and Troy?

Only time will tell.

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Destiny headed off to college with big dreams of being a broadway dancer with her best friend Amy. Living with her brother David and his best friend Troy, the girls embark on their first college party. And Destiny has her first college hookup… with Troy. An awkward morning after eventually leads to a confession of feelings and suddenly Destiny is getting everything she never knew she wanted.

But with famous former NFL fathers and Troy being a big-deal quarterback at their college with a potential NFL future, there are a lot of people throwing themselves at both Destiny and Troy, trying to come between them. Add to that additional pressures to their relationship and it’s enough to test any new relationship. 

You know, we read so many books now days that have outrages drama and serious angst that when one comes along that isn’t like that, it feels like it’s exactly what we needed. That’s what Destiny’s Detour was for me. DD was sweet, and oh my god sexy. The love scenes in this book were smoking and plentiful. You could easily feel the love these two had for each other in their every action. Troy was pretty the perfect male specimen. Sexy, sweet, understanding, loving, sensitive, funny and inappropriate at times. Destiny wasn’t one of those annoying girls. She was confident, smart, driven and willing to not be walked over. No games, no bullshit, these two were perfect.

An incredible first novel for Mari Brown and I cannot wait to read what she has in store for us in the future. 

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I wake up the next morning as Troy is brushing my neck with sweet kisses.

“Good morning, beautiful girl”

I smile at him and say, “Morning, sexy.”

He leans over and gives me a firm kiss on the lips.

“What time is it?” I ask.

He turns to his alarm clock. “Eleven in the morning”

I groan and bury myself deeper into his side. “I want more sleep”

He chuckles because he knows how much I hate getting up. Thankfully, even with all the drinking I did last night, I am not hung over. I just feel tired. Troy and I have had very little sleep with all sex we’ve been having. I turn my head my when I realize I hear noises downstairs.

“Who is making all that noise down there?” I ask.

“I don’t know, but I think we have a houseful of guests. Everyone must have crashed here last night.”

“Great. I have to get out of your room without anyone realizing I spent the night in here.

“Destiny, are you embarrassed?”

“No, I just don’t want to shock my brother with the news just yet.”

Troy laughs. “I think it’s going to surprise him no matter how we tell him, Sweetie. I don’t think he is going to flip out on us or anything like that, but it’s still going to shock him”

“I know. I’m still in shock myself. I love to hate you; we have been fighting for as long as I can remember. I am not supposed to be your girlfriend,” I say with a huge grin on my face.

He rolls his eyes at me. “Whatever.”

I begin looking around the room for my underwear. I finally find them and slip them on. He throws a T-shirt at me. His shirt comes down far enough to cover everything I need it to. He puts on his boxers and a pair of jeans that are slung low on his hips and show off his perfect abs.

He pulls me to him, kisses me, and says, “Let’s just go down together and see what happens.”

I agree. It really is silly to be freaking out over this. We are all adults, right?

I start out of the room first, but stop short when someone appears in front me. Troy runs into my back. He puts an arm around my waist to steady me as we come face to face with David.

“Shit,” Troy whispers behind me. Oh, this is not good.

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I write under the pen name Mari Brown, which is just a play on my real name. I am happily married to my own alpha/ former bad boy male, we have been together for 18 years. We have a 17 year old daughter and two sons ages 15 and 14. We have 3 dogs and 2 cats. There is never a dull moment around my house. We live on the beautiful Gulf Coast of Alabama.

In addition to writing I am also co-owner of Keepin’ It Real Book Blog, where I share my love of reading other Indie Authors.

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Cover Reveal: Ruby Lips by Autumn Karr and Sienna Lane

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Title: Ruby Lips
Authors: Autumn Karr & Sienna Lane
Genre: Contemporary Romance (Standalone)
Expected Release Date: Late 2014
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Eva Rouge. 
Blonde and blue eyed. 
Shy and naive. 
Sensual and sexy. 
A porn star.

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Mateo Reyes.
Just passing through.
Until he sees something he wants.
The girl next door, Ruby O’Conner.

She shares her body, but not her heart. He wants it all.

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Book Blast: This Time Around by Chantal Fernando

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Title: This Time Around
Author: Chantal Fernando
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Release Date: January 21, 2014

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I loved her.
I lost her.
But I’m not willing to let her go.

This time, I’m playing for keeps.

 

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New York Times & USA Today Bestselling Author Chantal Fernando is twenty six years old and lives in Western Australia.

When not reading, writing or daydreaming she can be found enjoying life with her three sons and family.

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Cover Reveal: Play Me by Alla Kar

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Title: Play Me (Love Me #2)
Author: Alla Kar
Release Date: January 31, 2014
GenreContemporary New Adult
Series: Love Me Series (can be read as a Standalone)
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ROXANNE DEEDS thinks she’s far enough away from her past that her demons can’t come back to haunt her. With only one year left of college, everything looks like it’s falling into place—until Southern Arkansas University’s drool-worthy football running back crashes into her with no intention of letting go. 

WESTON GARRISON knows two things in life. Sex and football. And he doesn’t plan on changing anytime soon—until he tears his hamstring a week before his first game, and his trainer is the one woman that he can’t seem to get enough of. 

When Roxy’s past catches up to them, will their love be enough to save them both?

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My fingers curl around the knob and I open it an inch. A soft sigh escapes my lips. Weston. “What are you doin’ here?”

   Weston runs his fingers through his hair and kicks the door open with his good foot. Both arms cross over his chest as he leans against the doorjamb. “That depends on if you let me in or not.”

   Why is he here? Heat swarms my cheeks remembering everything we just done in that bathroom. Could he embarrass me anymore? “Why would I let you inside? It’s in the middle of the night.” I give him a good once over. “And you’re drunk.”

    He reaches down and digs into his front pocket. He pulls out my cellphone and dangles it in front of my face by two fingers. “This is the reason you’d let me inside.”

   What? I slap my palms against my pajama shorts and realize I really don’t have my phone. Dammit. Weston hums underneath his breath as he brings my phone closer to his face. “Looks like someone has a new text message.”

     “Give it back, Weston.”

     The edge of his mouth pulls up slightly. “Let me inside and I will.”

     “Why? What’s in here that isn’t out there?”

     Something passes over his face that I can’t pinpoint. “Let me inside, Roxanne.”

    I felt that in-between my legs. That word slipping from that mouth is more than I can take. Keeping my eyes on his, I take a step backwards while opening the door wider for him. Something appetizingly wicked heats in those brown eyes.

   With the help of one crutch, he wobbles forward. I watch as he shuts the door and locks it behind him. His gaze rolls over my small apartment and then back to me.     

   Taking his bottom lip in-between his teeth he places one arm against the wall. “Is he here?”

   What? Who? Leaning closer he presses his cheek against my own. “Is he here?”

   “Is who here?”

   A stern grip cups my hip and guides me until I’m pressed against the wall. A strong wisp of alcohol heats my face. He’s definitely been drinking but for some reason he doesn’t seem too drunk. “Don’t play with me,” he whispers against my mouth. Is Blake here?”

   Blake? Why would Blake be here? “Weston you’re clearly drunk–“

  A groan slips from his clenched teeth and he presses his hand tighter around my hip. “Is he here?”

   There is a demanding tone in his voice that makes a side of me quiver. “No.”

   Ten rough fingers grip the nape of my neck and force my mouth upward. “Was he here?”

    My thighs turn to goop. If he wasn’t pressing himself against me I’d probably fall. “No,” I whimper out.

   Lowering his mouth to my ear, he breathes in. “Did he kiss you?”

   I bite my lip and close my eyes. I’m burning up … everywhere. A hard weight is pressing against my lower stomach and it is slowly eating me alive. I don’t lie. And it’s mostly because I want to see his reaction. This aggressiveness is searing underneath my skin. I want it.  “Yes, what’s it to you?”

   There is a few short moments of silence. All I hear is his harsh breathing against my ear. Then he laughs. It’s a low chuckle that sets that fire ablaze inside of me. The hand on my hip lowers to cup my ass and the other slides up my throat to gently grip my neck. “You like him, Roxanne? You like the way he talks to you? The way he touches you?”

   Anger rushes my throat and a painful lump beings to grow. Tilting my chin upward, I stare up at him. Those brown eyes bore into me and then lowering toward my lips. “Yes.”

   Something wild darkens his eyes. He laughs beneath his breathe and presses the palm of his thumb against my bottom lip. “Does he touch you like this?” he whispers against my mouth. He squeezes my ass and presses me harder into him. And I feel exactly how excited he is pressed firmly against my stomach.  

   The truth is no one has ever made me feel this alive. Hormones that I haven’t felt in years are raging inside of me. “Answer me,” he hisses through his teeth.

   No, he doesn’t.

   Weston’s teeth grazes my bottom lip before he gently bites down. All my fingers clench into his biceps. “You’re drunk,” I whisper.

   I can feel his growl surge through me. “Does it look like I’m fuckin’ drunk, Roxanne. Stop avoiding the goddamn question. Let me fuckin’ have you.”

   Let me fuckin’ have you. Grabbing my back he pulls me closer so he can bury his face into my neck. My core is throbbing. I need this release. I need this friction.

   “No, he doesn’t,” I whisper.

   Weston squeezes me tighter and brings his lips to mine. “I didn’t think so.”

   He watches me through hooded eyes while he drags the tip of his finger to the drop in the front of my shirt. Arching my back, I press my chest against him. My tender nipples rub against his hard chest and it makes my head dizzy. “I’m goin’ to show you how you’re supposed to feel when you kiss.”

   God, I can’t think straight. Every atom in me is driving me toward him. Begging me to strip him out of those clothes and let him have his way with me. But everything is spinning in my mind. Ryan and Maddox. Weston’s reputation. One night wouldn’t hurt though, right? Just one night. But would one night be enough? Weston’s lips are hovering over mine as if he’s waiting on me to kiss him. To make the first move. I can already tell that there is no way one night will be enough. Those large hands. That full mouth. Tattoos and muscles. Can anyone say no to him?

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Release Day Blast: Love, Chocolate and by Violet Duke

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Title: Love, Chocolate and Beer (Cactus Creek #1)
Author: Violet Duke
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: January 30, 2014
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Romance has met its most unlikely match-up…

Luke Bradford is a chocolatier on a mission.  After moving his chocolate shop, and newly single life, to the quirky town of Cactus Creek, Luke wants nothing more than to devote all his energy into making his business a success—by taking the romance market by storm.  But his grand plans get thrown for a loop when he locks horns with the feisty beer-brewing beauty next door who calls his ‘romantic idealism’ a load of fairytale bull.  Soon, driving the woman sparking nuts becomes another wickedly fun priority he simply can’t get enough of.  

In his defense, she’s addictively easy to incite…and plain impossible to resist.

Beloved local brewmaster Dani Dobson is beyond riled up.  It’s bad enough the new shop owner in town comes locked and loaded with both a distractingly rugged charm and sexy flashing dimples, but the whole only-in-the-movies variety of romance he’s selling—the kind her world has been crushed by before—is really doing a number on her allergy to unrealistic clichés.  What’s worse, he’s created an annoyingly clever ad campaign that dubs ‘beer joints’ like hers as the “cave where romance goes to hibernate.”  The nerve of that man.

Combustible chemistry or not, damn it, this means war.  The stakes…very likely, her heart.

 

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“Don’t you dare laugh at me, you ass!” 

“I wasn’t laughing.  I was smiling.”  The glare Dani shot him could’ve leveled a city. 

His hand halted an inch from sliding into her hair again, or rather, an inch from her now fully visible teeth.  “Why do I get the feeling biting a hunk of flesh out of me wouldn’t be beneath you”—Luke blinked, fascinated—“Did you just growl at me?” 

While he was now showing her the same caution one would a feral cat, his heated gaze said he found her ferocity inexplicably sexy.  “Yes, I was smiling about your drought; so sue me.  I like the thought of you not remembering any kisses but mine.”  His eyes roamed her face.  “To hell with it, I don’t need all ten fingers…”  He caressed her cheek and she felt her eyelids drift closed at the touch.

“Dani, you in there?” bellowed Javier, one of her cooks from the kitchen.  “Can you bring out the—”  His severed request morphed into a muffled howl, a high octave just below soprano.  “Never mind,” he reneged in a squeaking gasp of male agony shortly after.

Dani winced, recognizing the audible footprint of Xoey’s handiwork.  The mental image of Xoey de-balling poor Javier threw Dani back to the here and now.  As reality rushed in, she could once again hear the bar noises sifting in under the door, smell the savory aromas from the grill, and see—even in the semi-darkness—that she’d been minutes from rounding a few of the bases with a perfect stranger.

Avoiding his eyes, she fiddled with her bar apron.  “I should probably get back to work.”

“Right, of course.”  He stood and helped her up.  “Sorry, I never lose my head like that.  Not sure what’s up with me…huh, that sounded a lot dirtier than I intended—”  He stopped and grinned when a ripple of amusement tinkled past her lips. 

She couldn’t help but chuckle.  This was fun; he was fun. 

As she rolled the liquor cart to the door, Dani racked her brain for a sexy comeback to keep the banter going.  Not exactly her forte. 

Luckily, she was saved from making a conversational ass out of herself when he abruptly stepped in front of the cart and said, “I know you have to get back out to the bar but I’ll never forgive myself if I let you walk out this door without getting you to agree to have dinner with me.” 

He cringed in sheepish male hindsight.  “Though I’d probably settle for at least getting your name.”  

Right, names.  Or the lack there of, in their case.  The whole reason she’d stopped kissing him to begin with.  She stuck an awkward hand out in belated greeting.  “My name’s Danica.  But everyone calls me Dani.” 

He intertwined his fingers with hers and drew her in close, turning an awkward moment into an insanely sexy one in a few seconds flat.  Lowering his head slowly as if to give her a chance to say no, he laid a soft, barely there kiss on her lips when she didn’t. 

“Nice to meet you, Dani.”  His two dimples flashed as he said her name.  “I’m Luke.”

Their magical, movie soundtrack moment was interrupted, however, by a dread-filled, hushed voice on the other side of the door.  “Dani?”  Javier’s whisper was tinted with panic.  “I’m really sorry but we need to get more coriander.”  A low murmur joined his.  “And cooking tequila too.”

Dani screwed her eyes closed in embarrassment and called out, “I’ll bring them out, guys.” 

She was barely through her sentence when she heard the two of them scrambling away from the door.  There was definite cursing in Spanish.  Along with some praying.

The sound of lethal pointy-toe boots stomping after them was the obvious reason why.   

“I really ought to get out there,” she groan-laughed.  “Cooking with one hand while protecting their crotch from Xoey’s wrath probably isn’t all that safe.  Or sanitary.”

“As a protective guardian of the same anatomy, and an avid non-fan of any variety of jockstrap cuisine, you have my sincere appreciation.”  His earnest look caused another round of mirth to unwind through her.  “Just so we’re clear,” he added quickly, “you do know a kiss after a dinner invite is a universal ironclad yes, right?”   His tone was matter-of-fact, his eyes adorably optimistic.

“That so?”  She let loose a grin and tossed out, “Did I agree to anything else?”

“Just a few other things I won’t be able to stop thinking about until our date,” he teased right back.

She stared at him for exactly one missed heartbeat before that whole bout of temporary insanity she’d been worrying about earlier flared up and caused her to do the most un-Dani thing ever. 

She tackled him. 

Well, she sort of just pushed him back into the storage room but in her mind it had been far more primitive.  Hands on the ridges of his torso, she tugged him in for one final kiss.

And released him a long minute later with a whispered, “I’ll be thinking about those things too,” as she basically floated to the door.

Jesus Christ.”  Luke’s tortured breath trailed close behind her. 

By the feel of the rustling at the small of her back, he was attempting to adjust the fit of his jeans.  When that resulted in apparent failure, he muttered in her ear, “You had to wait till after I finally got my soldiers to stand down from earlier, didn’t you?” 

If there was a complaint in there somewhere, it was altogether undetectable. 

And Dani was entirely unrepentant.

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New York Times & USA Today bestselling author Violet Duke is a former professor of English Education who is ecstatic to now be on the other side of the page writing wickedly fun contemporary romance novels. When she’s not arguing with her story characters or feeding her book-a-day reading addiction, she enjoys tackling reno projects with her power tools while trying pretty much anything without reading the directions first and cooking ‘special edition’ dishes that laugh in the face of recipes. Violet lives in Hawai’i with her two cute kids and similarly adorable husband.

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Release Day Blast: Changing Course by Aly Martinez

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Title: Changing Course (Wrecked and Ruined #1)
Author: Aly Martinez
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: January 29, 2014

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I met Sarah Kate Erickson when I was 21 years old. I was lucky enough to keep her for seven years before a tragic accident stole her from me. She didn’t die, but sometimes I think it would have been easier if she had.

I lived in a haze for those four years after the accident. Catering to her every need, even though she hated the very sight of my face. I tried to hold on to her and the future that we were supposed to build together. But you can’t hold on to someone that doesn’t exist anymore.

It wasn’t until I met Jesse Addison, a barista at the local coffee shop, that I realized I didn’t just lose Sarah that tragic night, I lost myself as well. Jesse taught me how to let go of the past and learn to love again. But what happens when your past haunts your present and the woman you used to love refuses to accept the woman you can’t live without?

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I met Sarah Kate Erickson seven years ago during a chance meeting at the local library. We were both reaching for the same William Shakespeare Collection. Our hands brushed, sparks flew, and it was love at first sight. We dated for three years, got married, and had sex for the very first time on our wedding night. Well, at least that is the story she made me promise to tell our future children.

The truth is that, I met Sarah in a bar while she was approximately one drop of alcohol away from spending the night praying to the porcelain gods. She had on some ridiculously tight red dress and the tallest pair of black fuck-me heels I had ever seen. It was whore-tastic, but damn, she looked amazing. She was already tall for a woman, but in those cock-hardening shoes, she towered over the other women. Her friends were dressed in similarly sexy and in somewhat coordinating outfits. A collaborative effort that was no doubt on purpose.

I watched as she asked for another drink from the bartender who stood staring at her partially exposed breasts for a beat too long. She reached across the bar, pushed one finger under his chin, and guided his gaze back to her eyes while she ordered drinks. She then turned and leaned her elbows behind her, propping herself up on the bar, and effectively thrusting her barely covered breasts into the face of every man in the room. It was then I knew I needed to meet them…I mean her…I had to meet her.

Sure, staring at her was probably creepy as hell, but I just couldn’t take my eyes off her. As cheesy as it sounds, there was just something about the tall blonde that commanded my attention. It didn’t hurt that I got an insta-hard on when I thought about those long legs wrapped around my waist. Okay, so maybe staring wasn’t the only creepy part. 

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I’m a 32 year old wife and stay at home mom to four kids under the age of five, including a set of twins. My life is crazy, which is probably why I drink entirely too much wine. Oh who am I kidding, I had a love affair with wine long before the kids came along. I was born and raised in Savannah Georgia, but we recently moved to Chicago. Let me tell you, this southern girl was not ready for the cold weather up here!

I’m an avid reader, but I haven’t always been that way. A few years ago my sister loaned me her Nook Color, and it changed my life forever. In the span of about two years, I read over 500 books. My newfound love of reading led me to start a book blog with two of my best friends. (Insert shameless plug here: WhiteZinBookends.com). Through WZ Bookends, I’ve had the opportunity to meet some of the most amazing authors, bloggers, and readers out there. Now that I have taken the leap into writing my own book, they’ve all shown me endless amounts of encouragement and support.

While driving home from Walmart one day in late October, a story embedded itself in my head and would not let go. It spiraled out of control until I finally opened my laptop and started writing. This journey has been a wild ride filled with tears, hand cramps, and tons of laughs. I love company, so follow me at one of the social links below and join me aboard this crazy train!

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