Tuesday, November 14, 2017

Release Day Blitz for Till Forever by Elena Matthews

Till Forever by Elena Matthews 
Genre: Contemporary Romance 
Cover designer: Okay Creations 
Cover photographer: Sara Eirew
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Synopsis: 
When you marry your soul mate, it’s supposed to last forever. 
Tyler and Mia Bailey are blissfully married, living out their dreams…until a soul-shattering devastation breaks them apart, forcing Mia to walk away from their happily ever after. After months of separation and silence, Tyler is finally ready to fight for the love of his life, but Mia is trying to move on, and her resistance to her husband’s charms will prove to be the biggest battle he’s ever had to face. It was supposed to be till forever…but forever might be just out of their reach.
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Excerpt –
© 2017 by Elena Matthews
I turn and head over to Alex on the dance floor to say good-bye. When she finds my eyes wandering the space around me, she tells me that Mia went inside to grab a drink. However, when I go in search of her, I come up empty. Reluctantly, I order an Uber before heading to the bathroom since the four beers I consumed are making me feel as if I could piss a river.
Thankfully, there isn’t a line when I get to the bathroom, so I open the door. As I swing the door open, I startle when I realize a chick is in here, doing her business.
“Shit, I’m so sorry,” is my automatic response.
After taking a quick second glance, I see that it’s Mia.
So, this is where she disappeared to.
Her face is one of alarm as she scrambles to cover herself, but I don’t miss the redness around her eyes and the tear streaks along her rosy cheeks. Ignoring the scowl I see aimed my way, I step inside and close the door behind me, locking it.
“Jesus, Tyler,” she grumbles with annoyance as she quickly wipes herself before standing, pulling her panties up and allowing the dress to fall back into place, smoothing it down with her hands. “You ever heard of knocking?”
You ever heard of locking the door? I don’t say this. I simply ignore her quip and focus on her raw red eyes that make my heart clench.
“Have you been crying?” I ask attentively, taking a step toward her.
She sighs irritably as she flushes the toilet and closes the seat before walking over to the sink where she begins the process of washing her hands. “No, I’m fine,” she says with a tone that sounds anything but fine.
“Mia?” I step over to her until I’m standing behind her, staring at her reflection in the mirror where she purposely tries to avoid my eyes.
She sniffs, sucking her bottom lip into her mouth, a sign that tells me she’s upset but trying to hold the emotion back.
“I know when my wife’s been crying,” I state confidently, taking in her sad eyes. When seconds pass and only silence greets my ears, I gently whisper, “Baby, what is it?”
She visibly flinches at my words, and as she turns the faucet off, she looks up to the ceiling, breathing heavily. Her eyes flutter closed, her wet hands fiercely gripping hold of the sink.
“You.” There’s a hard edge to her voice, one that chips away at my heart.
“Me?”
“Yes, you,” she grits out, fuming.
Instead of stepping away from her obvious ire, I instinctively step closer.
She gives out a shuddery breath before laying into me good, glaring at me through the mirror. “I’ve waited two months for you to put your money where your mouth is, and as the days passed without a single word from you, I started to think that maybe your drunken vow to fight for me was just bullshit. When that realization sank in, I tried anything not to think of you and just focus on me. And you want to know something? It was working. I was pushing through the depression, finally feeling like me again, finally feeling like, maybe, I could get through the next days without having the constant reminder of what I’d lost. That was when I realized I didn’t need you. That my life didn’t revolve around you, that I could survive without you. I felt like I was slowly moving on with my life.
“Then, tonight, you unexpectedly turned up, and everything I’d felt went straight out of the goddamn window the instant I set eyes on your stupid, beautiful, perfect face.
“Two months, Tyler. Where the fuck have you been?”
She’s breathing heavily, and her eyes are filled with angry tears, but she doesn’t give me a chance to explain. “I want to hate you, slap you, hit you, anything that involves hurting you, but instead, all I want to do is…” She pauses, dragging her teeth over her bottom lip, her eyes filled with obvious turmoil before she lets them fall shut.
I move stealthily closer until my chest is pressed up against her back, both hands on her hips, unable to resist touching her in some way. Just feeling her between my fingertips is everything. She remains silent, her facial expression tormented.
“What do you want to do?” I breathe in her ear.
I don’t miss the way she shivers against me. Her eyes flutter back open, and her stare meets mine in the reflection of the mirror. As well as seeing anger, I see passion. Pure, hot, unadulterated passion.
“I want to slam my lips onto yours. I want to lose myself in your touch. I want you so much.” The words come out on a husky whisper.
My fingers grasp her hips, my cock turning rock fucking hard within an instant.
“You can do both—hate me and kiss me,” I urge, pushing my hips into her ass. “Take your anger out on me, on my lips, on my cock…”
A moan escapes her lips, and my fingers drift lower until they meet her bare thigh just below her dress.
“You can be as rough as you want.” I forcibly dig my fingers against her thigh, showing exactly how rough with my touch alone. “I want your wrath, baby. Give it to me.”

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Our Forever (Our Forever book 1)
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Meet the Author:
Receptionist by day, author by night, Elena Matthews is from Manchester, United Kingdom, the home of Manchester United, MediaCity, and of course, Coronation Street. When Elena isn’t writing, she can be found with her nose in a book or watching guilty pleasures, such as Grey’s Anatomy. And, when she isn’t doing those things, you can often find her on Facebook, or obsessing over Kellan Kyle, book-boyfriend extraordinaire.
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Searching For His Mate

Stacia, sister to the alpha of the local bear clan is out running a quick errand to the bank when a robby takes place just as it's her turn up at the counter.  Izek, is the brother to Stacia's best friend.  He has never been one to look at Stacia since she was so much younger than him.  But when he and his SWAT team are called to a robbery, his bear almost loses control when Stacia is kidnapped.  Could they be each others mate?  And will they be able to make it out of this alive?  I hope there is more in this world because I want Stacia to be able to finish her mission of finding a mate for her brother!  

Synopsis:
For Stacia Sagona, it wasn't easy being the personal assistant to the local bear clan alpha.  He was grumpy, hard to work with and he just happened to be her older brother.  Tardiness was a pet peeve of his but it was her specialty.  What was meant to be a quick run to the bank before going into the office was anything but, thanks to the armed men who stormed into the bank with guns blazing.  

 A hostage situation at the local bank was just what SWAT Officer Izek Compano needed to keep his mind focused.  Lately, he has felt such a disconnected from his bear that it has left him puzzled.  A man should always be in sync with his bear.  Each night his bear would demand to be let out so it could roam for hours in search of something.  For what?  Izek didn't have a clue.  The bank job revealed the culmination of his search, only to have her snatched from his grasp.  

 It's a race against time to save the mate who his bear had apparently been searching for...

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Thursday, November 9, 2017

Misadventures on the Night Shift by Lauren Rowe - Release Blitz Tour

Misadventures on the Night Shift by Lauren Rowe
Release Date 7th November
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Synopsis
Hotel clerk Abby Medford has always enjoyed the quiet solitude of the night shift. The long, boring hours allow her time to study her law books. But when bad-boy-rocker Lucas Ford checks into the penthouse suite one night and demands Abby personally deliver his room service request, her formerly quiet nights are quickly filled with Lucas’s erotic games. But as Abby soon learns, if she thinks she can indulge her innermost desires with Lucas without giving him her heart, she’s dead wrong.
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Meet the Author
USA Today and internationally bestselling author Lauren Rowe lives in San Diego, California, where, in addition to writing books, she performs with her dance/party band at events all over Southern California, writes songs, takes embarrassing snapshots of her ever-patient Boston terrier, Buster, spends time with her wonderful family, and narrates audiobooks. Much to Lauren’s thrill, her books have been translated all over the world in multiple languages and hit multiple domestic and international bestseller lists. With enticing characters, enthralling situations and a general love of romantic fiction, Lauren has created a world of her own, full of wit and sensual desire.
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Wednesday, November 8, 2017

His Possession Cover Reveal

Book: His Possession
Author: Anna Bloom
Genre: Contemporary Romance 
Release Date: 28th November
Synopsis
She was Hollywood’s golden child.
But ever since Sophia Jennings' best friend left her without so much as an explanation, life has spiralled out of control. With her career in tatters and having barely survived ninety days of sobriety, the last thing Sophia wants is to have old wounds ripped open.
He was her protector.
But ever since he walked away, Blake Henderson has lived an empty existence. It only takes one glance at Sophia for five years distance to melt away. Only she’s not the same girl anymore and he quickly realises his return to Hollywood was his biggest mistake yet.
With a new threat looming, and Sophie lost in an existence she never wanted to live, can Blake save the vivacious young woman who once had the world at her feet? Or will the two of them lead each other on a dark path of self-destruction as they discover just how far obsession goes and what the true cost of possession is?
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A book hoarder and coffee addict by heart Anna Bloom loves to write extraordinary stories about real love. Based south of London with her husband, three children and a dog with a beard, Anna likes to connect with readers, fan girl over her favourite authors and binge watch Supernatural while drinking lots of wine.
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Tuesday, November 7, 2017

Shifter's University ~ Book 1 in Shifter's University

With Claire getting abused from her foster dad, hour only protector is her foster brother, Jarred, who isn't home very often.  He's involved in a gang of some sort, so Claire thinks.  Her friend Hadley, convinces Logan, a dragon shifter and someone who attends Shifter's University to get the headmistress to enroll Claire.  After all, she needs help controlling her shifting.  Danger is looming at Shifter's U with the Dark Watch and Claire holds a secret.  Is she the reason for the attacks?  Or is there someone more powerful than her?  Loved this story and can't wait for the next book in this series!
Synopsis:
Dragons, wolves, magic, and more...

 Welcome to Shifter's University!

 Claire Pratten has a secret-one that she's never shared with a soul.  Whenever she is frightened, her "other" self comes out.  Normally she has no problem hiding what she is, but lately life at her foster home has gotten harder and keeping her secret is getting tougher.

 Logan Fairmont is a dragon shifter and more than accustomed to looking out for himself-and others.  In fact, he is one of the few Imperium University students tasked with spending weekends in the city, searching for young shapeshifters on the edge of revealing their magic to the human race.  When he finds Claire, Logan knows she will need the help of the University and its teachers to blend into society.

He thinks he knows what she is.

 But magic is never quite so simple.
  


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Wednesday, November 1, 2017

Goth Girl Virgin Queen ~ Exclusive Excerpt

Exclusive Excerpt From Goth Girl Virgin Queen

Carnival lights swirled around Jackie, dizzying her as emotions rose through her feet. She stopped and pressed her eye to the camera lens. The lens washed the emotions away, stilled and silenced the mayhem. She could see everything like a normal person. Maybe if she had camera lens contacts she could be normal. 
She shot pictures of the Viking boat, the merry-go-round, and even Madam Sophie. She was still shaken over their encounter. She was certain Madam Sophie hated her. She couldn’t blame her, though, not after what had happened. And she wouldn’t be surprised if Madam Sophie knew the truth. 
For Jason’s sake, Jackie went on the Ferris wheel, the Himalaya, and the Tilt-a-Whirl, absorbing the emotions from the people who previously sat in the rides, which made her sicker than the spinning and twirling. She was physically and emotionally sapped and wanted to wrap her arm around Jason and lean on him, but she couldn’t. She was all alone with this disease.
As they [Jackie, Jason, Zeta, and Trish] walked down the main path of the carnival, heading to the parking lot, the lights dimmed and the rides slowed. Motors hummed and drained of power. The four of them stopped walking, and everyone around them stopped in the middle of what they were doing. 
The carnival fell silent. 
After a few seconds, the power resurged. Transformers buzzed, the lights illuminated and blinked in rhythmic patterns, and music boomed. Carnies restarted rides, and people went about what they had been doing. The carnival was once again filled with sound and movement. 
“Would you look at that?” Zeta pointed to the sky. 
But it was the ground and the minute vibrations surging through the soles of her boots and up her legs that Jackie was focused on. Her shins ached and tickled—the same feeling as hitting a funny bone—and they were too weak to support her body. She dropped to the damp ground, onto the mud-dried hay. 
“Jackie, you okay?” Zeta knelt beside her. 
Jackie rubbed her shins. “Did you feel that?” The nerve endings throughout her body tingled, and blue washed over her eyes and faded to black. 
When Jackie opened her eyes, white, ghastly faces with blackened eyes and lips stared down at her. Had she died and gone to hell? 
“Guess the carnival was a bad idea,” Trish said sarcastically. 
“Holy blazing balls of fire,” Zeta said. “Don’t tell me solar storms set you off too.” 
“What?” Jackie said. 
Zeta pointed up. “Look.” 
Swirls of red and green spread across the night sky. “Was there an explosion?” 
“Kind of, but it happened several days ago. All of these energized particle thingies from the sun just reached the Earth now. It’s all Ms. Gut Tree’s been yapping about for the past month. I had to write a freaking report.” 
Jackie had Ms. Guthrie last year. She was always working current scientific events into her lesson plans. Not having Ms. Guthrie this semester, she missed this one coming. “I don’t think I can get up. I feel like I’ve been struck by lightning.” 
“Magnetism,” Zeta said. “That’s why the lights dimmed. Screws up homing pigeons big time too.” She bent over and reached out her hand. 
“No, I can do it.” The last thing Jackie needed was to get zapped again. She rolled over onto her hands and knees and then rose up until her hands were on her thighs and her chin was tucked to her chest. She stayed bent until she felt stable enough to stand up straight. 
Zeta picked up Jackie’s satchel and dusted it off. 
“My camera!” She felt for it. It still hung around her neck. There was a little dirt around the bottom edge and the lens where it had hit the ground. She rubbed the dirt off with her thumb. 
Zeta handed Jason the keys to Jackie’s car. “Here, you drive Jackie home. Trish and I will follow.” 
Trish reached for the keys. “No.” 
Jason locked his fingers around them before Trish could. “I’ll do it.” 
“Relax,” Zeta said to Trish. “He’s just driving her home.” 
Trish’s face was red. Her emotions scalding. 
Zeta tugged Trish’s arm. “You’re making Jackie sick. Let’s go.” She led Trish to her car. 
Trish turned and glared at Jackie.
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Book Information:

Title: Goth Girl, Virgin Queen

Author Name: JoAnne Keltner

Genre(s): Young Adult Paranormal

Length: Approx. 298 pages

Release Date: December 3, 2015

About Goth Girl, Virgin Queen:

Calling Jackie Turov psychic makes her cringe. But Jackie’s no normal seventeen-year-old. She picks up emotions from people and objects like a freak. The emotions make her sick, and the guilt she feels for lying to her church when she was twelve causes her to deny her psychic abilities.

So Jackie goes goth to make others stay away from her and forget her past. But her past is soon resurrected when her jealous friend Trish invites a demon, a persecutor of healers, to steal away Jason’s love for Jackie. The demon causes Jackie to be bullied for the lie she told and puts her best friend, Jason, in danger.

Jackie must learn how to use her gift to protect Jason and herself and to heal the negative energies of those around her. To do so means she must overcome her guilt and accept who she is before the demon claims her soul.

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The medicine cabinet mirror—dotted with rust and turning gray—made the powder foundation on Jackie’s face look ashen and her jet-black hair, blurry. She looked like a shadow of a girl. She smeared black lipstick on her lips and shook out her shoulder-length hair. Her straight-cut bangs veiled her mascara-lined eyes, and the layered ends of her hair stuck out in defiant wisps.

Some of the kids at school—the ones she didn’t hang out with—called her Goth Girl. Some, whose memories wouldn’t die, called her VQ for Virgin Queen.

Jackie preferred Goth Girl, to be one of the living dead, to be numb to the emotions that plagued her. But this was what she wanted, not what she got.

Goth Girl or Virgin Queen, she was a freak, absorbing the emotions around her like a sponge. Sometimes the emotions made her sick. Sometimes they made her see things.

Because of this, she kept to a tight-knit group of goth friends—Jason, Zeta, and Trish—and avoided social activities. She attended high school only because Mom wouldn’t let her homeschool. Mom was afraid she’d hang with Babu all day, making piroshki and doing needlepoint instead of studying. Jackie, afraid of what life offered a freak like her beyond high school, had to admit that hanging with Babu all day was tempting.

Typically, Fridays were movie nights for Jason and her, but tonight would be different. Tonight, she’d subject herself to a hodgepodge of emotions from crowds and rides and the very ground she’d walk on to protect Jason. For this, she would need physical and spiritual strength, which she sought from Babu these days.

Babu’s door was cracked, and Jackie slowly pushed the door open. “Babu?”

The room smelled of beeswax and down. A candle burned on the shrine on the dresser. The flickering flame animated the icon of the Virgin of Vladimir and cast shadows across the picture of Babu, Grandma, Mom, and Jackie. Although Babu didn’t speak English, and Jackie didn’t understand much Russian, Jackie knew Babu kept that picture on her shrine to pray for Grandma, who passed away several years ago; for Mom, who divorced Dad; and for the girl who saw the Virgin when she was twelve—for the girl she had become as a teen.

Babu sat in bed, a country quilt spread over her legs, her thumb pressed against a knot of her prayer rope, her head bowed sleepily, and her lips wording prayers.

“I wanted to say goodbye,” Jackie whispered.

Babu crossed herself and then smiled at Jackie, her gold eyetooth shining from the light of the bed-stand lamp. She patted the empty space beside her. “Sadees.”

Jackie sat down beside Babu at the edge of the bed and took Babu’s hand in hers. Babu’s hand was warm and knotted with arthritis. Jackie rubbed her thumb over the bumps on Babu’s knuckles; her black fingernails were a sharp contrast to Babu’s flour-white skin.

She wasn’t afraid to touch Babu’s hands and absorb her emotions. Jackie got a good feeling from her. Babu filled Jackie’s inner vision with white light. She renewed her spirit. And this is what Jackie needed for the commitment she had made for tonight.

“Kooda eedyosh?” Babu asked.

“I’m going out,” Jackie said as if Babu understood her. This is how they communicated: Babu telling her stuff she couldn’t understand, Jackie telling Babu stuff she couldn’t understand. Somehow they carried on fine this way.

“Eedyosh sdroozyamee?”

“I’m going with Jason.”

Babu rubbed the top of Jackie’s hand and ran her thumb over black fingernails. “Fsyevo kharoshevuh,” she said in a comforting tone and gently squeezed Jackie’s hand. Then she cupped her hands around Jackie’s jaws and pulled her forehead to her lips. Jackie imagined Babu’s kiss imprinted on her forehead and carrying Babu’s blessings and love with her tonight.
Meet the Author:



JoAnne Keltner is the author of Goth Girl, Virgin Queen (Solstice Publishing, 2015) and Obsession. As an only child and avid daydreamer, she spent hours alone in her backyard on the South Side of Chicago, which she imagined to be everything from an alien planet to the Antarctic. She currently lives in Raleigh, North Carolina, with her husband, four dogs, cat, and three chickens. When she isn't writing or freelance editing, she's obsessively streaming popular TV shows.

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