Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Lisa Edward's Songbird Caged Release Blitz (giveaway)

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Tara has made a promise.

A promise to wait six months for Riley to come home from his tour of duty, so they can be together.

But as secrets and lies are uncovered, it leads Tara to question their commitment, and she is finding it difficult to keep that promise.
 
The distance between them is growing, and only one person can fill the void, Tara’s best friend Cole.

As Cole tries to support Tara, he is struggling with demons of his own, that threaten to tear him away from the life he has built for himself. 

After devastating news is received, who will be there to pick up the pieces?

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 We spent another day walking around the city, taking in the Sacre-Cour Basilica, and Cathedral de Notre Dame, before finishing at the Opera Garnier Palace, or Paris Opera House, as it’s commonly called.
The Opera House was a magnificent sight, its sweeping staircases just as majestic as they were in my imagination. Cole spoke to one of the security guards before ushering me hastily into a roped-off area.
“What did you say to the guard to get us in?” I whispered excitedly. There were people walking past, and we quickly ducked around a corner so we couldn’t be seen.
“I told him my parents are patrons of the arts here in Paris. They have a permanent reservation for the box up there.” He pointed to a small box close to the stage that would seat possibly six people. “Would you like to see the view from up there?”
He led me up a back staircase, and across a foyer before we ducked under another rope, and through a heavy red velvet curtain.
The box had eight chairs in two rows of four, all red velvet to match the curtain that enclosed it. I went and sat in one of the seats in the front row, and leaned over the balcony. From up high, I could see the entire theatre, and all of the stage except for the very back corner.
“This is unbelievable,” I exclaimed. “Do you come to see operas, ballets, and concerts often when you’re in Paris?”
He shook his head as he sat beside me. “Not really. I’m usually here by myself, and I tend to spend my time in bars.”
“If I could come here whenever I wanted,” I fantasied, “I’d spend every night here, watching anything that was playing.”
One day I would come here to see a grand opera, but not this visit, we just didn’t have time.
He looked at me sheepishly. “You know what I’m like. I have different priorities when I’m here on my own.”
Hmm, I think we’ll leave it at that. Obviously there weren’t enough girls in Melbourne; he had to come to Paris to get laid, too.
“I wonder,” Cole muttered under his breath.
“What do you wonder?” I asked, curiously.
He stuck his head over the balcony edge again. There was only one couple walking through the theatre, and they looked like they were about to leave.
“Come with me.”
He grabbed my hand and led me back out through the red velvet curtain, along another passage and down another flight of stairs. For someone who didn’t spend much time here, he sure seemed to know where he was going.
“Wait there,” he instructed, before sticking his head around another corner.
I waited excitedly. Where were we going?
I couldn’t wait any longer. I tippy-toed up behind him, and tapped him on the shoulder.
He all but jumped out of his skin and spun around, clutching his chest.
I slapped my hand over my mouth, trying to muffle the laugh that was about to burst through. He looked at my face and started laughing, before biting his lip to shut himself up.
He was like a mischievous little boy, and he was thoroughly gorgeous with that cheeky grin and those shining emerald eyes.
Without thinking, I took his chin in my right hand and kissed him square on the lips. “You are adorable,” I told him, still laughing.
He stopped smiling, his eyes sweeping over my face, from my eyes down to my lips, then back up again. “So are you,” he replied hoarsely. “So are you.”
I bit my bottom lip, suddenly very aware that that was the first time we had ever kissed on the lips. It may have just been a quick innocent peck, but I could still taste him, still feel the warmth of his full soft lips, radiating through me.
He watched my mouth, the corner of his twitching into an almost-smile. He stuck his head back around the corner one more time, then led me out through the wings and onto the stage.
“Okay, Miss O’Connell, if you had only one chance to perform on this magnificent stage, what would you do?”
The possibilities ran through my head. The size of the stage made me want to dance some unrehearsed ballet, leaping and twirling around like a little kid. But I had the wrong shoes on, and the plaster on my wrist was cumbersome. I would probably pirouette and knock myself out.
Maybe sing? But what would I sing in the Opera Garnier Palace? Only one thing I could sing really, something from Phantom of the Opera. After all, this was the very theatre that the legend was built around.
“I would sing, Mr Michaels. Maybe, ‘Think of Me’, one of the arias from Phantom of the Opera.”
He swept his hand towards the front of the stage as if telling me to stand in the centre.
I laughed. “I can’t just start singing. We’ll be thrown out.”
“This could be your one and only chance to ever perform here, Tara. Live a little.” He nodded his head towards centre stage again. “Go on, off you go.”
I walked to centre stage, and looked over my shoulder at him for encouragement. By the time the security guards came I would be at least halfway through the aria.
I cleared my throat, and looked at him one more time. He moved to side of stage and leant up against the wall behind the thick curtain with his hands behind his back.
I pictured the scene in the movie where Christine sings for the first time. It was one of my favourite scenes, and every time I watched the DVD I skipped back to it, over and over again. I closed my eyes and I was there, as Christine was.
I started singing to the empty theatre. It didn’t matter if I was terrible. There was no one there but Cole and me, and it was a once in a lifetime experience.
As I was singing, a few tourists walked through. Some stood and listened, others actually took a seat. I don’t know what they made of it, some strange girl standing in the middle of the stage by herself, singing her lungs out. But when the aria was over they applauded, and I took a flying leap into Cole’s waiting arms.

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 Every relationship changes you, some for the better, others can shatter your confidence and almost destroy you.

For the musically talented, twenty-four year old Tara O’Connell, her relationship with Stephen almost broke her, until Tara found the strength to leave.

Now she is on the road to discovering that it is never too late to pursue your dreams and follow your heart.

As Tara’s self-belief grows, she meets two men she is instantly drawn to who will change her life forever.

Corporal Riley Hammond is a soldier in the Australian Military Special Forces. With his smiling sapphire blue eyes, Tara falls for him instantly. He is thoughtful and caring, and gives her the support and love she needs.

While Cole Michaels is the overconfident singer in a popular local band. His charisma, emerald green eyes, tattoos and piercing, have girls falling at his feet. But while Cole pushes
Tara’s buttons, he also pushes her to reach for the stars.

Both men couldn’t be more polar opposites, but both offer Tara different qualities that she needs to fulfill her destiny.

As Tara continues her journey, she will discover fate can offer you more than one path. Her fate is in her own hands, and the choices she makes, will shape her life forever.

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While Lisa Edward has called Melbourne Australia home for her entire life, she has lived and worked in England, and travelled through most parts of Europe and the United States. She loves nothing more than spending time with her husband and beautiful daughter, or curling up into the early hours of the morning with a great novel. By day, Lisa works in the analytical IT field, so relishes the opportunity to foster her creative side through writing. Her deep appreciation for literature was nurtured from a young age, being taught to respect books and get lost in their stories. She enjoys reading honest and realistic novels that are relatable, thought provoking and leave a lasting impression. She can’t write without music playing, using the emotions from different songs to invoke that of her characters. Lisa takes inspiration from her own life experiences, the people around her and those she has met in her travels.

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Monday, April 14, 2014

Love,Lex by Avery Aster (giveaway)




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~Synopsis~

This summer, I’d planned to celebrate my eighteenth birthday in Europe with my fellow Manhattanites—Taddy Brill, Blake Morgan, and Vive Farnworth—until I caught my boyfriend screwing my mother. According to the police report, this vomit-inducing incident happened around the same time I’d supposedly blown-up my mother’s penthouse. Like I’m walking around Soho with a stick of dynamite in my Louis Vuitton purse—not! Now, my besties and I are in jail.

Officer Ford Gotti, the Harley-wheelin’ biker cop who arrested us, keeps sticking his perfectly-sculpted nose into my case. His inked body is jacked like a superhero, and he says I can trust him. He wants me to fess up. I won’t. Not again. Why should I? My friends and I had a previous stint in juvie that nearly destroyed us. I gotta protect them and keep my mouth shut. Right?

—Lex Easton, women’s studies major, motorcycle enthusiast, and virgin.





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~Excerpt~

Chapter Seven: The Ride of My Life
*the set up: Lex and Ford go for a ride on his motorcycle
The bike rolled into the garage and stopped. Ford pushed a button, and the garage lights came on as the door closed. Kicking the stand, he got to his feet and cut the engine.
Mindful of where I sat, he lifted his leg and got off the bike. When he removed his helmet, I noticed his eyes weren’t as dark as before. They had hints of hazel in them. His brow furrowed into a straight line when he caught me staring at him.
Quickly, I looked down at the bike and reached up to take my helmet off.
“Allow me.” His big hands came under my chin. He tilted my jaw upward. “Such a beautiful face, Lex. I like looking at you.”
“Thank you…”
I’d heard the “pretty face but” backhanded compliment my entire life. I waited for him to say, “But your body could use some work.” Or my personal favorite, “It’s a shame you forgot to take care of the rest of you.”
Ford didn’t say anything of the sort. He studied me just as he did back in the jail, from head to toe. I’m so uncomfortable. Not because of anything he’s doing, but because usually that is when men, and sometimes women, stop looking at me all together.
He unfastened my chinstrap and teased, “Let’s see if your hair has static.”
Trying to stand, I laughed nervously.
“Stay seated.” He removed my helmet and placed both his and mine behind me. He swung my right leg to the left side of the bike, framing my body with his. He cupped my face in his hands.
Hot cop fantasy? Heck no. This was real. He was going to…
Ford licked his bottom lip. His facial features strained, becoming serious. The tip of his nose touched mine. I smelled mint when he exhaled. “No roommate. Yup, I live alone.” Then he kissed me.
My head fell back into his grip.
With determination, he tongued me, deeply, clockwise, oh yes even his flippin’ tongue was strong and precise, just like the way he weaved his bike through traffic.
Enthusiastically he unbuttoned the straps on my overalls and then without even looking, still lip-to-lip, he worked the closure on the left side then the right.  The denim flaps fell to the front and the back.
“Stand for a sec.” Ford lifted me up in the air as if I were a weightless feather. He planted both my feet on the ground, and then he shanked the overalls to my ankles.
“Ford—” Before I could finish whatever I was going to say, he lifted up my shirt and swiftly placed me back on the motorcycle. Worried I’d fall, I dug my back into the seat, reached for each handlebar, pulling myself up as I gasped and garbled some words.
He slid his fingers through the purple waistband on my underwear.
My entire body stood to attention.
“I want you naked so I can admire your body, and fuck you, on my bike.”
Air, I needed to breath. Afraid I might pass out, I inhaled through my nostrils and wrapped my arms around his shoulders. “Umm, Ford,” I whispered when he came in to kiss me again.
What the heck was I going to say? “Excuse me, but as hawt as this whole bike thing sounds, my Lady V and I would be more comfortable on a bed, sofa, or even the floor.” I felt as if I might knock the bike over any second now.
“Nervous?” Ford sensed my apprehension.
“Very,” I replied without thinking.
“I told you not to be.” He repositioned himself holding my legs over his right shoulder.
The panties came off. Then he lifted one leg and rested it on his other shoulder. Leaning down, his hands scooped under my back and unfastened my bra. No directions necessary. This dude could do this undressing thing, in the dark.
“But Ford, ya see, I’m—”
That tongue of magic. Thick and velvety, warm and wetter than the spot between my legs, Ford slipped back into my mouth. This time he rotated counterclockwise.
Dang. Ford is an Olympic kisser. For round two, I braced myself in his arms.
Legs spread wide, my ass still sat on the bike.




~AUTHOR BIO~

I'm a thirty-something New Yorker who lives on the Upper East Side. I write THE MANHATTANITES, a contemporary romantic soap opera of full length, stand alone novels, and it's juicy prequel, companion series THE UNDERGRAD YEARS.

My novels that are out now include UNDRESSED, UNSCRUPULOUS, LOVE LEX, and YOURS TRULY TADDY. In 2014 I'll be releasing XO BLAKE, UNSAID, and UNIQUE.

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Friday, April 11, 2014

Glenna Maynard's Masquerade Series Promo Blast (giveaway)

Welcome To Glenna's One Year Indieversary Celebration







Author Bio
 Glenna Maynard is the author of the bestselling romantic suspense novel I'm with You. A mother by day and writer by night, when Glenna isn't writing or spending time with family you can usually find her curled up reading a great book. She has a passion for romance and paranormal reads.
  Glenna was born and raised in the beautiful hills of Eastern Ky where she still resides today. Her hobbies include reading, writing, scrap-booking, and cooking.
Glenna Maynard can be found on many social media sights including FaceBook, Twitter, Goodreads, Google+, Pinterest . Her books are available on Amazon, Barnes & Noble, iBooks, and Kobo.

 Titles Currently Published are:
  • Beautiful Strangers, (Masquerade 1)
  • Beautiful Liar, (Masquerade 2)
  • Beautiful Lover, (Masquerade 3)
  • Blackened Heart, (Shattered Heart 1)
  • Wicked Heart, (Shattered Heart 2)
  • I'm with You

 To Celebrate her one year indieversary in publishing Glenna Maynard is giving away a signed set of her Masquerade Series in paperback to one lucky winner!
The Masquerade Series books can all be read as standalones and in any order.
Book 1 Beautiful Strangers


Synopsis

In life we face choices chances and consequences. Grace Montgomery never dreamed hers would lead her to The Masquerade Club, and a fast paced life of sex, drugs, and music. When Evan Brown walked into her life he was too good to be true. Since meeting him her life has been flipped upside down. After a chance encounter with a handsome stranger, Grace finds herself thrust into a relationship with Country Music sensation Jaxson Hayes and torn between two loves. When hidden truths are uncovered will she be able to let go of her past and embrace her future?



Book 2 Beautiful Liar

Synopsis
Sometimes life has a way of deciding things for you. Some call it fate.
When Darby Stuart left her high school sweetheart on bended knee three years ago, she never dreamed of seeing him again. The past three years have been rough, but she finally has her life on track. She has new job at the Masquerade Club,and a new man in her life Turner Mathews.
When Brody Case was left on bended knee three years ago he never gave up on his love for Darby. The past three years without her have been hell. After a failed marriage and his career taking a downward spiral he knows he must find her again.
When fate crosses their paths once more, will Brody still feel the same when he discovers the lie Darby fed him years ago? Will fate and lies rekindle what was? Or will Darby find a new life with Turner?


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Book 3 Beautiful Lover


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In sin city everyone has secrets, but what matters the most is how far are you willing to go to protect those you love most...

Kingsley knows there are things she doesn't know about the men in her life. She knows everyone's not who they say they are in Vegas...she has secrets of her own.

When lies are uncovered and secrets come out will Kingsley be able to protect those she loves without breaking her own heart?

Torn between the only love she's ever known and a secret love affair with her boss  Kingsley will find out some things are better left unsaid.

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Breaking Alexandria by K.A. Robinson (giveaway)








Alexandria’s drug-dealing boyfriend, Joel, isn’t exactly the white knight she’s always dreamed of, but she can’t deny the crazy connection they have. She would do anything for him, including helping him sell drugs in order to fit perfectly into his world. 

After catching Alexandria dealing for Joel, instead of turning her into the cops, Alexandria’s mother forces her to move to her grandparents’ farm in West Virginia. Spending the summer in the country, away from Joel, is the last thing Alexandria wants to do. But lucky for her, the sexy farmhand, Landon, who helps out around her grandparents’ place, is a very nice distraction. She tries her best to ignore her attraction to him, especially since she still loves Joel. 

When Joel does the unforgivable, Alexandria turns to her new friend, Landon, for comfort, and it ignites an undeniable spark of attraction between them. Soon, she finds herself caught between two very different men, and the struggles within her heart just might end up breaking Alexandria.


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 "You’re mine, and I intend to keep it that way for as long as you want me. I keep waiting for the day when you’ll wake up and realize that you’re so much better than me.”

I shoved him down on the bed and climbed on top of him. “Shut up. I’m not better than you. You’re fucking perfect, Joel. Perfect.”

-Joel & Lexi





K.A. Robinson is the New York Times and USA Today Best Selling Author of The Torn Series and The Ties Series. She lives in a small town in West Virginia with her husband and toddler son. When she isn't writing, she is reading or listening to rock music.

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Thursday, April 10, 2014

COWBOY HEAT TOUR‏ (giveaway)




Hello everyone! Mia Hopkins here. I’m so happy to be a part of Delilah Devlin’s new collection Cowboy Heat. 

I love choosing character names. In “Remember,” the name Eliza comes from John Steinbeck’s “The Chrysanthemums,” a short story about a rancher’s wife who’s stuck in a friendly but passionless marriage. Reading the story made me want to give this woman the good time she hungers for, and how better to do that than with a big, gorgeous cowboy?  

In “Remember,” my version of Eliza is a jilted bride nursing her broken heart at home alone. Tyler is the dancer who’s been hired for her bachelorette party, but no one bothered to call and tell him the wedding’s cancelled. When he shows up for the party, Eliza decides to let him give her a private dance…right into the bedroom. 






~Excerpt~

“You’re going to think I’m lying, Eliza,” he said, “but I think you’re sexy as hell. Your fiancĂ©’s a damn fool.”
She looked at the face above hers. “Are you joking?” she asked.
“Nope,” he said. His voice dropped even deeper. “Can I kiss you?”
She blinked. “What?”
“Let me kiss you, Eliza.”
Still not sure if she was awake or dreaming, she gave him a small nod.
Then he was kissing her. His lips were full and firm. He turned slightly and covered her mouth with his. When a long moan of longing escaped from Eliza’s throat, he smiled against her lips. “I’ve wanted to do that ever since you opened the door.”
The music stopped abruptly, and Eliza felt as though she were in freefall. She could hear him breathing as she reached up and stroked his back, discovering muscles she didn’t know existed.
He dipped his head and kissed her harder, licking into her mouth with the tip of his tongue.
Her nerve endings fired like rocket blasters as he picked her up and carried her to the bedroom.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“You know what I’m doing,” he said. “Question is, do you want me to do it?”
She tucked her head against his jaw and breathed him in.
“Eliza,” he said, laying her on the bed. “You’ve gotta say it, or I won’t touch you.”
She tried to focus her gaze on him. His torso was a landscape of deep canyons and rounded hills.
“Tell me what you want me to do.” He leaned over her.
The alcohol in her bloodstream had been replaced with adrenaline. Stone-cold sober, she licked her lips and said, “Help me forget.”
“No, Eliza. I’ll help you remember,” he said. He kissed her again, long and deep.
“Remember what?” she whispered.
“What it feels like being free.” He began to take his belt off.

~Giveaway~

I’ve got a Kindle download two-pack to give away today: my erotic short story Cowboy Valentine and its new sequel, Cowboy Cocktail. To win, sign up for my newsletter at http://miahopkins.blogspot.com and I’ll choose one winner at random. Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy Cowboy Heat!

~About the Author~

Mia Hopkins is a Los Angeles-based writer of romance and erotic romance. A selection of her work can be found on Amazon.com. Connect with her on Twitter @MiaHopkinsxoxo, befriend her on Facebook, or visit her excessively irreverent and whiskey-soaked blog, miahopkins.blogspot.com.



~Other Stories in the Book~


“Mrs. Morgan and the Marshal” by Emma Jay
A dalliance with the sexy town marshal makes a woman rancher question which she wants most, her independence or him


“Cowboy Downtime” by Cheyenne Blue
Passion ignites at a polocrosse game in the Australian outback—she plays attack, he plays defense, and their sexy wager decides the winner


“Coming Home” by Megan Mitcham
A busted-up rodeo champion finds the squirt he tormented in youth transformed into a fiery woman challenging him to become the man she deserves


“Her Captured Cowboy” by Layla Chase
A lonely woman, ostracized by Colorado townspeople after years in Indian captivity, takes what she needs from a wandering cowboy


“Back Stage Pass” by Cynthia D’Alba
A sexy night with a hired escort, who looks exactly like a woman’s favorite country singer, leaves her with a back stage pass and a lot of burning questions


“Unfinished Business” by Cat Johnson
A class reunion gives one woman a second chance with a sultry cowboy from her past

“At the Mercy of the Cowboy” by Amber Lin
A new farmhand finds rough living and an even rougher cowboy to soothe away her pain


“Cowboy Adonis” by Michael Bracken
When a naked cowboy rises from a stock pond, a nature photographer’s assignment gets personal


“Denim and Lace” by Robie Madison
One woman in a pair of rhinestone heels plus two sexy cowboys equals a highly combustible combination

“One Track Cowboy” by Delilah Devlin
After tracking two lost hikers, a park ranger and a local rancher lose themselves to a wild passion

“Skin Deep” by Randi Alexander
A pretty city girl and a scarred country cowboy discover love waits when you’re ready to look beneath the surface


“Drop Two Tears in a Bucket” by Shoshanna Evers
Alone on her Montana cattle ranch after her husband divorces her, a woman finds satisfaction in the arms of the one cowboy she can’t resist


“A Cowboy for Delilah” by Sabrina York
The last thing this independent, high-powered lawyer wants is a cowboy in her life, but one steamy kiss from a sexy rancher burns her resolve to a crisp


“Shall We Dance?” by Myla Jackson
When a lonely woman gives private dance lessons to a shy, sexy cowboy, she stumbles on passion worth fighting for





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