21 August 2017

Blitz: Masked by J.D. Wright

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Masked
J.D. Wright

Superheroes Undercover #1

Published August 15th 2017

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Vada’s To-Do List:
– Turn 18 (check!)
– Register super name
– Order supersuit
– Attend superhero indoctrination
– Graduate high school
– Start kicking criminal tail

Vada Lawson can’t wait to be a superhero. Born into a family with special powers, she’s been training to fight criminals and villains her whole life. But her indoctrination into the underground super community is derailed when normals start breaking out in superpowers themselves.

Not trained to control their new abilities, the normals are frightened and vulnerable. Then their mutilated corpses begin turning up all over town. What the heck?

Somehow, with the help—and hindrance—of an annoying newly-minted super named Orion, Vada has to stop the chaos before it destroys her and everything she holds dear…and ruins her superhero debut.

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J.D. Wright is a military wife, mother of four, and author of paranormal and fantasy romance books filled with strong-willed heroines, swoon-worthy heroes, and sprinkled with humor and adventure. J.D. creates artistry in many ways, as a baker and cake artist by day and author by night. You can usually find her typing away at the computer or covered in frosting.

Since discovering she has a knack for writing, J.D. has so far written and self-published eight books of the Everealm and Songs of Everealm Series and is now venturing into the world of paranormal with her new superhero-themed series. She is an avid reader and lover of all things romance so she always includes a good love story in her paranormal and fantasy novels.

Excerpt

Henley finished her drink off just as she spotted Nick for the first time all evening. He had entered the kitchen from the backyard, laughing along with several of his friends while they refilled their cups. Not a single one of them looked her way, and she thought it was probably for the best that they didn’t catch her staring.

She was too far away to hear what they were discussing, but she watched out of the corner of her eye and waited for an opportunity to approach Nick. When his buddies began to disperse, most of them returning to the backyard, Henley saw her chance.

However, after only two steps in Nick’s direction, she lost her nerve. Instead, she turned and pretended to look at an insanely boring painting on the wall of a table with a bowl of fruit on it.

“Pathetic.”

“What?” Henley jerked her head to the side when she heard the voice. A shadow in the hallway behind her moved forward and Victor Cursey emerged.

He was tall and dressed in black pants, shirt, and jacket. He seemed to blend into the dark hall behind him as he leaned against the wall and crossed his arms. There was a wickedly sinful smirk on his face that made Henley want to blush. She did her best to suppress the urge.

“I saw that sad attempt,” he said, nodding toward the kitchen where Nick was still lingering. “You didn’t even make it out of the living room.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Victor’s knowing grin proved otherwise. “If you say so. But he’ll never notice you. You should know that by now. The prince isn’t the type to be drawn to girls like you.” He paused and looked her over from head to toe. “No matter how attractive you are.”

Henley couldn’t stop the shiver she felt under Victor’s intense gaze. When he swept his eyes over her, he seemed to almost be…absorbing her. Every hair on her body stood at attention. On one hand, she felt violated by his gaze and wanted to slap him for it. On the other hand, she secretly enjoyed the attention.

“Why do you call him that? Prince?”

“Well, that should be easy to decipher. Nicholas Grayson is Cyper City royalty, in every way that counts, isn’t he? Son of the city’s white knight and best at everything he does. Sounds like a fairytale Prince Charming to me.”

“You must read some pretty shitty fairytales, Victor.”

This drew a genuine smile from his face. “You know my name?”

“I know everyone’s name.” Henley was clearly bluffing, but it seemed like a good retort at the time. She wasn’t sure why she was even talking to this boy, but she couldn’t make herself walk away. “And if you hate the prince so much, why come to his party?”

“Oh, that’s an easy one. I have to work, after all.”

Henley wanted to ask him what he meant by that but she saw movement out of the corner of her eye and noticed that the prince in question was walking toward her. She froze. But Nick immediately turned down a different hallway, leading away from her. A second later, he was gone from view.

Victor chuckled beside her, then held his hand up and dangled a vial of bright yellow liquid in front of her face. “Want to talk to the prince? This will give you the nerve to do it.”

“What in the hell is that?” Henley stepped away from him, studying the vial with the same scrutiny she would give a giant tarantula.

“Just something to take the edge off. You can call it…courage in a bottle.”

“That’s a vial, not a bottle.”

He rolled his eyes but held the container steady. “Last chance, beautiful. You want it or not?”

“How much?” Henley couldn’t believe those words had just left her lips. She had never once considered using drugs. Sure, she had snuck a drink or two, but this was something that could lead to dire consequences, addiction…even death. Yet, the longer she stared at the sparkling liquid, the faster her worry began to fade. This was just a one-time deal. Surely, she could survive one hit. People did drugs at parties all of the time, right?

“For you?” Victor lowered the vial and placed it into Henley’s hand. “It’s on the house.” He leaned closer and whispered into her ear, “But when you grow tired of the prince, you should come find me. I’ll show you a much better time and I won’t ever ignore you.”

Henley closed her eyes as he spoke. His voice was smooth and low, and sent a chill down her spine. She felt herself sway off-balance and her eyes flew open to find the hallway empty. Victor was gone, but the vial of courage was still in her hand. Before she could convince herself otherwise, she pulled the stopper out and gulped the contents down.

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19 August 2017

Blitz: Love, Luck, and Clusterf*ck by Bree Dahlia

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Love, Luck, and Clusterf*ck
Bree Dahlia

Legal #3

Published August 14th 2017

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From the author of the Legal series comes a hot and hilarious new STANDALONE.

I met him on the luckiest day of the year.

Of course, I wasn’t aware of his true identity at the time. I only knew him as the arrogant blond god who gave me a shamrock necklace. For luck.

As if I needed it.

Okay, maybe I did. But it was presumptuous of him to assume I wanted his help – all because he made it his business to pry into my personal conversation.

I, Perry Sommers, want a life makeover.

I want to stop being so impulsive and start acting like a grown up.

I want to settle down and have a real relationship, instead of a series of clusterf*cks.

I want to fall in love. Just not with this man.

But love isn’t fair. It doesn’t care if someone is off-limits, and Stephen Davidson definitely is. I can handle that. Our intense chemistry tests me on a near constant basis. I can handle that too.

What I can’t handle is how much I’ve come to need him in my life. I never expected this infuriating hard-ass to become my best friend, but now that he has, I never want to let him go.

I can’t destroy the bond we share, but there is only so much a woman can take before she breaks.

Before she throws it all away for one perfect night.

** This friends to lovers standalone takes place six years before Legal. It does not need to be read in conjunction with the others in the series. **

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Bree Dahlia is an unconventional romance junkie. She loves reading it but adores writing it even more. Her stories range from lighthearted to sizzling with that satisfying Happily Ever After ending and a touch of the unexpected. She favors themes of friendship, forgiveness, and unconditional love with alpha characters and eccentric tastes.

She holds degrees that she does nothing with and has experienced a long string of jobs that have left her unfulfilled. Only as an author, has she truly found her passion. When not crafting stories in her small Wisconsin town, she hikes unbeaten trails, watches hockey games, and wishes she didn’t detest cooking so much.

Dahlia is her middle name. Her last name is more suitable for a horror writer.

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18 August 2017

Blitz: The Unlikeable Demon Hunter by Deborah Wilde

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The Unlikeable Demon Hunter
Deborah Wilde

Nava Katz #1

Published April 18th 2017

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Bridesmaids meets Buffy with a dash of the seven deadly sins.

The age-old story of what happens when a foul-mouthed, romance impaired heroine with no edit button and a predilection for hot sex is faced with her worst nightmare–a purpose.

Ari Katz is intelligent, driven, and will make an excellent demon hunter once initiated into the Brotherhood of David. However, this book is about his twin Nava: a smart-ass, self-cultivated hot mess, who is thrilled her brother is stuck with all the chosen one crap.

When Nava half-drunkenly interrupts Ari’s induction ceremony, she expects to be chastised. What she doesn’t expect is to take her brother’s place among the–until now–all-male demon hunters. Even worse? Her infuriating leader is former rock star Rohan Mitra.

Too bad Rohan’s exactly what Nava’s always wanted: the perfect bad boy fling with no strings attached, because he may also be the one to bring down her carefully erected emotional shields. That’s as dangerous as all the evil fiends vying for the bragging rights of killing the only female ever chosen for Demon Club.

Odds of survival: eh.

Odds of having a very good time with Rohan before she bites it: much better.

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A global wanderer, hopeless romantic, and total cynic with a broken edit button, Deborah writes adult urban fantasy to satisfy her love of smexy romances and tales of chicks who kick ass. She is all about the happily-ever-after, with a huge dose of hilarity along the way.

“It takes a bad girl to fight evil. Go Wilde.”

Excerpt

“Show me your power.” His hand snaked out and caught my wrist, pressing his palm against mine. Holding me in a barely contained show of strength.

“Death wish, much? I showed you in the backyard.”

“Barely even a tease.” He drawled the words.

I meant to pull away but I got my directions mixed up and pushed back against the warmth of his skin. “I will fire up. I’m warning you.”

Rohan leaned in. “Do it.” His eyes flared and I caught my bottom lip between my teeth.

Then some last iota of common sense–and self-preservation–raised its hand. I jerked away from him. If he was a demon, I should have killed him six times over by now. What the hell was I doing? “You still haven’t convinced me that you’re not a demon,” I said, giving the evil spawn another chance for reasons I didn’t want to examine too closely. “Fame doesn’t preclude that. Nor does having a super cool mom.”

“That doesn’t, but this does.” He held up his pinky finger, showing me the same gold ring as mine, with the same engraved hamsa and blue sapphire iris, which it turns out, was standard issue. And here I’d been hoping for a succession of property-stamping jewelry as I rose through the hunter ranks.

I fell back against my headboard. “You’re part of Demon Club. Fuck. Me.”

Rohan oogled me. “I won’t take that off the table yet.” He propped his chin on his hands on the top of the chair.

I cocked an eyebrow at him. “Did you just put me on a table?”

“More invoked a proverbial table and a conditional ‘yet.’ The ‘yet’ is an important component of this potential event,” he said.

You know what else was an important component? The presumptuous jerk still having attached balls for our proverbial fuck.

“I used to write fanfic about Fugue State Five,” I said in a conversational tone.

Lookie lookie. Return of the amused smirk. “How was I?” he asked.

I shrugged, examining my chipped nail polish. “No clue. I wrote self-insert fanfic about the rest of your band. Zack, your keyboardist was astounding.” I drawled that last word so he’d get the full implication.

“My keyboardist?” Rohan’s smugness was R.I.P. “But he’s gay.”

“I assure you that didn’t matter.” I gave a self-satisfied sigh. “He succumbed to my fifteen-year-old self’s wiles.”

Rohan straightened. “Which of my much older bandmates also succumbed, Lolita?”

“Please. You guys were only three years older.” I twisted a dark curl around my finger. “But pretty much of all of them.” I raked a pointed look over him. “The ones worth writing about.” He didn’t react. “Though succumbing is far more innocent than you’re imagining,” I admitted.

“I doubt you were ever innocent.”

That was highly insulting. Did he think I’d been born this way? Please. I’d worked hard to cultivate this level of sexual awesomeness.

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Blitz: Amnesty by Cambria Hebert

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Amnesty
Cambria Hebert

Amnesia Duet: Book 2

Published August 18th

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There’s freedom in remembering.

My past is a double-edged sword.

Damned if I do remember, damned if I don’t.

Remembering beyond the horrors I already have will change me. Change us.

But, what if I’m living a lie? What if everything I thought was wrong, what if who I thought I was is wrong?

If not her, then…

Who am I?

Eddie says it doesn’t matter, but deep down I’m terrified it does.

I’m trapped. Held prisoner by a past I can’t remember and a future that might not belong to me.

There’s a light though, not at the end of the tunnel… But wavering in the distance, calling to me from Rumor Island.

That light, it scares me far more than darkness. Am I brave enough to confront it?

So many questions, so few answers.

I don’t have a choice; the truth always finds a way to the surface. Finally learning who I really am will be a permanent life sentence:

Total punishment or absolute amnesty.

*Please note Amnesty contains subjects and situations that some readers may find disturbing.

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Cambria Hebert is an award winning, bestselling novelist of more than twenty books. She went to college for a bachelor’s degree, couldn’t pick a major, and ended up with a degree in cosmetology. So rest assured her characters will always have good hair.

Besides writing, Cambria loves a caramel latte, staying up late, sleeping in, and watching movies. She considers math human torture and has an irrational fear of chickens (yes, chickens). You can often find her running on the treadmill (she’d rather be eating a donut), painting her toenails (because she bites her fingernails), or walking her chorkie (the real boss of the house).

Cambria has written within the young adult and new adult genres, penning many paranormal and contemporary titles. Her favorite genre to read and write is romantic suspense. A few of her most recognized titles are: The Hashtag Series, Text, Torch, and Tattoo.

Cambria Hebert owns and operates Cambria Hebert Books, LLC.

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17 August 2017

Blitz: The Boy I Hate by Taylor Sullivan

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The Boy I Hate
Taylor Sullivan

Published August 12th 2017

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Samantha Smiles and Renee Montgomery have been best friends for over a decade. They’ve shared laughs, secrets, and a mutual hatred for one person: Tristan Montgomery, Renee’s older brother. He was the guy every girl wanted, and every guy wanted to be, and it wasn’t uncommon they’d befriend his little sister just to get closer to him. Which was exactly how Samantha became Renee’s saving grace. She was the only girl Renee could trust not to fall in love with her older brother.

Until the one night Samantha spent with him alone, leaving her questioning everything she’d ever known about the blond headed heart-throb.
Years later, Renee asks Samantha to be her maid of honor. With no other option, Samantha is forced to drive cross-country with the focus of their teenage ire.

He was her first kiss.

Her only secret.

Can Samantha survive the trip cross-country with the reckless Tristan Montgomery? The guy who did what he wanted, whenever he wanted, without worry for tomorrow? Or will she discover a different side of him. One that’s sweet, funny, and maybe a little bit vulnerable. And fall completely and helplessly in love for the first time in her adult life with the one man who could cause her to lose her best friend forever?

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Taylor is mom of three young (or not so young) children she loves more than life. She runs them around endlessly, hoping she looks presentable enough to be out in public, and day dreams about fictional characters. Maybe she's crazy, or maybe she craves the barbie games she played as a little girl a little too much, but that's where her stories are born. It's where they blossom, and grow, and eventually breath life on the page of her stories.

She'd love to hear from you. (Or I'd love to hear from you. I wrote this in 3rd person to sound cooler)

Excerpt

She looked down to the parking lot, seeing his Mustang still parked below, and knew she was about to lose it. She headed for her own room, placed the breakfast on the nearby table, then rid of every last drop of patience, began pounding on Tristan’s door.

“Wake up you lazy bastard! Wake up, or I swear to God I’ll beat this door down with my fists.”

A large boom sounded from inside the room, and Samantha smiled with satisfaction as she continued to pound. “That’s right,” she whispered. “Get up you lazy ass—”

But before she could finish her sentence, the door was yanked out from under her. She stumbled forward, barely able to catch her footing, and slammed face first into warm, solid, skin.

She froze, because the glimpse she caught on the way down wasn’t one she ever thought she’d see. It was a very large, very bare, and very “Good morning” version of Tristan Montgomery.

“Please tell me you’re not naked,” she whispered, but it was mostly to herself, because she didn’t really need him to answer. She squeezed her eyes shut, took one step backward, and turned around.

They both stood there, quiet and still, and she tried to recover her heart. The sight of Tristan in nothing more than his birthday suit left her feeling dizzy. She’d seen many naked men in her days, though until now, the only one she’d seen in person was Steven. Especially this close up.

“Well?” he finally asked, when she remained silent.

Well? Well… Tristan was much…larger than Steven. Much larger in every way imaginable.

She cleared her throat, knowing her voice would’ve cracked otherwise. “It’s ten in the morning,” she answered with more confidence than she felt.

“And?” But his voice was thick and husky, and she could swear he was having as difficult a time recovering as she was.

“It’s time to go.”

“Is it?”

“Yes,” she said, hating how the tone of his voice sent a shiver down her spine. “And you should really put some clothes on. The people of Utah don’t want to see…that.”

He chuckled, but shifted slightly behind her. “Hate to break it to you sweetheart, but a lot of people want to see that.”

She cringed, because she knew it was true. Like in high school, she knew women lined up to catch the barest glimpse of Tristan.

He moved quietly behind her, his steps so soft you’d never know they came from a man of his size. “You can turn around now.”

She raked her teeth over her bottom lip, taking the very corner and chewing it before turning to face him. He still had no shirt on, his feet were bare, but he wore a pair of old gray sweats resting so low on his hips you could tell he wasn’t wearing anything underneath.

“Aren’t you freezing?” she asked, feeling a shiver run through her own body.

“No,” he said, leaning against the doorway and crossing his feet at the ankles. A tiny grin teased at the corner of his mouth, and she knew he was having too much fun at her expense.

She turned toward the Mustang, not attempting to hide her irritation. “I brought you breakfast,” she said quickly.

“That’s nice of you.”

“It’s not nice. Just my way of getting your lazy ass out of bed.”

He threw his head back with laughter. “Are you always this pleasant in the morning?”

Pressing her lips together, she wasn’t about to let him to pull her into another argument. “We need to go,” she said, turning on her heels and opening the door to her room.

She walked inside, hoping the action would give him the hint to do the same. “I’ll have your breakfast waiting for you in the car.” But before she closed the door, she could swear she caught him smiling.

“My God.” she whispered, resting her forehead against the wall, taking in all the air she’d forgotten to take over the last two minutes. “Three more days. Just three more days of Tristan Montgomery.” She repeated the last words over and over, gathered up the rest of her belongings, and headed for the car.

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15 August 2017

Blitz: The Truth about Porn Star Boyfriends by Sunniva Dee

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The Truth about Porn Star Boyfriends
Sunniva Dee

Published August 15th 2017

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I guess I just forgot.

To ask him what he did for a living, I mean.

And by the time I did, I was in—balls deep, as he’d call it.

He was the perfect boyfriend.

Attentive, gorgeous, guessing my every wish and fulfilling them.

The sex was earth-shattering.

He even dealt with my crazy mom the way no one else could.

He popped the question, God, such a perfect guy.

There was just one issue:

He f*cked other girls on camera for a living.

How the hell do you deal with that?

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Between studies, teaching, and advising, Sunniva has spent her entire adult life in a college environment. Most of her novels are new adult romance geared toward smart, passionate readers with a love for eclectic language and engaging their brain as well as their heart while reading.

Born in the Land of the Midnight Sun, the author spent her early twenties making the world her playground. Southern Europe: Spain, Italy, Greece--Argentina: Buenos Aires, in particular. The United States finally kept her interest, and after half a decade in Los Angeles, she now lounges in the beautiful city of Savannah.

Sometimes, Sunniva writes with a paranormal twist (Shattering Halos, Stargazer, and Cat Love). At other times, it's contemporary (Pandora Wild Child, Leon's Way, Adrenaline Crush, Walking Heartbreak, and Dodging Trains, coming in late March 2016).

This author is the happiest when her characters let their emotions run off with them, shaping her stories in ways she never foresaw. She loves bad-boys and good-boys run amok, and like in real life, her goal is to keep the reader on her toes until the end of each story.

Excerpt

Swapping work shifts with Frieda is crazy worth it as the Bentley pulls into our driveway. I watch Ciro ease out of the car and straightening, shoulders wide over his slender build. Lin is next to me, nudging my side. I’m ticklish and try to move away, but he just follows me, saying, “Eh? Eh?” like he’s Italian instead of Chinese.

In my haste to get to the door first, I knock over one of the four flamingo-and-hibiscus arrangements I’ve ostracized to the entryway, and Lin opens while I scoop up the mess. Water spills toward the front door, a prolongation of our welcome committee.

I peer through a lock that’s escaped my studiously loose bun and stare straight at Ciro. He looks ill, like he’s had too much sun. But then I realize it’s just his eyes; they simmer, which makes them seem even greener than usual. The smattering of golden and silver flecks is there too, making his irises glitter while he takes me in.

“Hai, I’m Lin Eun Young, Savannah’s!”

Ciro tears his gaze away from me to look at my roommate. Who’s bobbing his head hard, a grin on his face. Ciro accepts Lin’s hand and shakes it before his attention flicks between the two of us. “You’re Savannah’s?”

“You forgot a word, right, Lin? You’re my roommate.”

Lin’s expression doesn’t change, and his head keeps bobbing, so I start to nod too, and suddenly we’re a chaos of bobbing heads, rotten flower water and flamingo lilies—in my hands, on the floor, and in a cannon replica pointing straight at Ciro.

At the outer corners of Ciro’s eyes, there are fine wrinkles. They deepen as he breaks into a smile, taking in the flurry of red and green surrounding us.

“Nice to meet you, Lin. Do you guys need help?” He lowers next to me, picking up a few hibiscus. “Nice.”

“I figured you’d like them. I got them for you.” I bite down on my smile as I scoop wet leaves from the tiles and deposit them on a placemat. God knows what it’s doing in the hallway.

“Great taste, great taste.” Of course he sees the cannon.

“You like cannon?” That’s Lin, pulling his signature move, slim fingers steepling in front of his nose with excitement.

“Pow.” And the picture is complete. Now Sam’s sauntering out from the living room just when I needed less, not more dimwits in here gawking.

“Never mind him.” I wish cheeks never flamed. “I’m ready if you want to get out of here? Sam, you’re on flower duty!” I bark the last part out to shut everyone up. Then I brush dead plant remnants off my hands and try to hoist Ciro up from his hunched position. He stands slowly, looking between Sam and me.

Okay, fine. I get it. “Samuel Ilardi, Ciro Silveira, nice to meet each other,” I mutter, rosy-cheeked.

“She’s so easily embarrassed,” Sam tells Ciro in lieu of pleasantries. Ciro uh-hums in agreement. “You see it on her eyes. See how big they are right now?”

“Sam, you’re a dick. Go home.”

Ciro’s gaze caresses me from the side, which does nothing to alleviate my awkwardness. “Yeah, I noticed her eyes when I first saw her, and I was done for.”

“No shit.” Sam nods sagely.


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9 August 2017

Book Blitz: Start Your Engines by Jim Cangany

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Start Your Engines
Jim Cangany

Published August 7th 2017

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Buckle up for a race for the championship and the prize of a lifetime in this heartfelt reunion romance.

When racing team director Brad Thomas needs a new driver, his boss insists there’s only one answer: Gabrielle Marquez. The Indycar ace has newly returned to the United States after becoming one of the European circuit’s top drivers. But ten years ago, Gabrielle caused a crash that ended Brad’s racing career and killed their mutual best friend, along with the burgeoning crush they were exploring.

Gabby’s ready to put the past behind her, even though she knows making amends and regaining Brad’s trust won’t be easy. Rebuilding their professional relationship paves the way for healing, and old feelings soon rekindle, but a rival’s dangerous game of sabotage may threaten their team’s chance at the title.

Then an irresistible offers lands on Gabby’s windshield, forcing her to choose between her heart and her hard-fought career. Will achieving her professional dreams mean personal sacrifice?

Sensuality Level: Behind Closed Doors

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A lifelong resident of the State of Indiana, Jim Cangany is proud to call himself a Hoosier. The youngest of eight children, he grew up in a household full of books and people. Thanks to the influence of his older siblings, Jim gravitated toward fantasy and sci-fi when looking for something to read. He wrote his first story at age fourteen. A school project, The Magic Coin was a fantasy that involved a king, some bad guys, and, not surprisingly, a magical token.

These days, Jim writes romance on the sweet end. If you ask him what is a guy like him is doing writing romance, he'll reply, "Those are the stories in my head." A believer that the world has enough doom and gloom, he likes stories with a happy ending, regardless of genre.

He lives in Indianapolis with his wonderful wife Nancy, sons, Seamus and Aidan, and kitty-cat Maria.

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  1. “I am the Fire” by Halestorm – This would be Gabrielle’s on-track theme song, as she’s picked up the pieces of her career to resume chasing her dream. Lzzy Hale, the lead singer of Halestorm is an amazing talent and this song of belief in oneself and female empowerment would really resonate with Gabrielle.

  2. “Angry Young Man” by Billy Joel – Brad might not like it, but this classic rock song really captures the essence of who he is early in the story. His dreams have been crushed and he’s chosen to carry those negative feelings with him, like a weight around his neck.

  3. “The Distance" by Cake – I can totally envision Brad racing to this song early in his career. It also carries a touch of the rage that drives him after his crash.

  4. “Madness” by Muse – This is how I imagine Brad would feel when he realizes how deeply he cares for Gabrielle. He knows it’s crazy to pursue a relationship with her because of their history and his broken-ness, but he can’t help it, and he wants her to help him move beyond the madness.

  5. “Chasing Cars” by Snow Patrol – There’s a highly emotional scene in Start Your Engines when Brand and Gabrielle finally talk about their past and the damage it’s done to both of them. In the aftermath, they spend some quiet time, simply being in each other’s company. This is the song that would be playing in the background as they lay together in the grass together.

  6. “Sweet Home Chicago” Blues Brothers version – Start Your Engines has more than a handful of ups and downs for Brad and Gabrielle, but one of the highest peaks is Gabrielle’s first win of the season in Chicago. I thought it would be fitting to celebrate the team’s first race win in the City of Big Shoulders with this Chicago blues classic.

  7. “Sabotage” by the Beastie Boys – Gabrielle and Brad face plenty of challenges on their way to their happily ever after, but it’s simply crushing when they find out people have been scheming against them. This would be Brad’s response to those people.

  8. “I won’t Give Up” by Jason Mraz – While Gabrielle and Brad both are works in progress in Start Your Engines, Gabrielle is much further along her road to healing. Because of that, I can see Gabrielle telling Brad she won’t give up on him, or them, when he asks her for help.

  9. “Ultraviolet (Baby, Light My Way)” by U2 – To me, this song encapsulates Brad and his deep love for Gabrielle when he makes his grand gesture near the end of the book. He’s ready to let her lead him wherever their road takes them. Plus, this one of my top five favorite U2 songs.

  10. “Adventure of a Lifetime” by Coldplay – I simply adore this song. From its bouncy groove to its hopeful message, I think it’s a perfect metaphor for the adventure of a lifetime that awaits Gabrielle and Brad at the end of the story.

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8 August 2017

Book Blitz: Right Text Wrong Number by Natalie Decker

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Right Text Wrong Number
Natalie Decker

Offsides #1

Published July 11th 2017

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High school juniors, Layla and Tyler, are complete opposites. Sure she’s a cheerleader and he’s a football player, but she thinks he’s the biggest jerk in the school and he thinks she is too high on her horse to even be worth of a second glance from him. And when the two of them are near one another, sparks fly in all the wrong directions. They are NOT interested in speaking to one another, let alone date.

But when Layla unknowingly sends Tyler a smack-down text meant for the girl sending naked photos to her then-boyfriend, Adam, Tyler has no idea it’s Layla and decides to play along. After all, Tyler cannot resist messing with the pissed off girl firing off texts about junk pictures, cheating, and girl code.

As the fallout from Adam’s sexting scandal plays out in front of the entire school, Tyler and Layla secretly continue to text one another using fake names. But as days and weeks pass, things take a turn for the serious between them, and suddenly, their texts mean more. They both begin to consider revealing their true identity to the other and taking the relationship from texts to dates, then kissing and maybe more.

They say there’s a thin line between love and hate. Can reality live up to the fantasy, or will Layla and Tyler be forever offsides?

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Natalie Decker is the author of RIVAL LOVE series and the Scandalous Boys series. She loves oceans, sunsets, sand between her toes, and carefree days. Her imagination is always going, which some find odd. But she believes in seeing the world in a different light at all times. Her first passion for writing started at age twelve when she had to write a poem for English class. However, seventh grade wasn't her favorite time and books were her source of comfort. She took all college prep classes in High school, and attended the University of Akron. Although she studied Mathematics she never lost her passion for writing or her comfort in books. She's a mean cook in the kitchen, loves her family and friends and her awesome dog infinity times infinity. If she's not writing, reading, traveling, hanging out with her family and friends, then she's off having an adventure. Because Natalie believes in a saying: Your life is your own journey, so make it amazing!

Excerpt

Beep! Beeeeeeeeep! “Stop screwing with your phone and pay attention to the road!” I blow my horn some more. The light is green, has been for a good forty seconds. I glance over at my best friend for some support for my general crabbiness this morning. She’s not giving it though, she’s too busy tapping away on her own cellphone.

“You believe this guy? Same to you, Buddy!” I yell as I catch his middle finger pop up in front of his rearview mirror.

Rachel doesn’t say anything. She’s still engrossed in messages from whomever is texting her. Possibly the latest gossip, or party happening. Who knows?

I’m usually a perky, non-violent person. All of this has seemed to change recently. I saw an episode on the news about how much society is turning into walking mutants because they’re so absorbed in their phones. You won’t catch me searching for the perfect snap shot of yourself, only to be mauled by a huge mountain lion ready to pounce from behind. I don’t want to be mauled by some crazy animal in a park. I mean how awful would that be, death-by-selfie. So, I gave up on taking poses in the cute outfits I wear and selfies altogether.

And don’t get me started on texting. I loathe it. I know what you’re thinking. What kind of weirdo hates texting? The kind who’s dyslexic. And when everything looks like absolute gibberish anyway, and now I have to read words on a small screen just to find out who made out with whom; no thanks. If it weren’t for my text-to-voice app, I’d be screwed. People would think I’m a complete airhead because I couldn’t decipher a silly text.

“Sorry; what were you having a beyotch fit about?” Rachel asks drawing my eyes from the road and landing on her. “Austin was telling me what happened to Jared during football practice yesterday. Plus, I guess there is this monster party after the game Friday. You in or out?” She looks up from her phone.

“In,” I answer reverting my attention to the line of cars turning into the school’s parking lot. I know my boyfriend Adam will want to go hang out with his team so it’s a given that I’ll be tagging along. Although I really would rather it just be him and me this weekend. Lately we’re either in group functions, at parties, on double dates at the movies, or hanging out with his friends. I just want some me-time with him. No disgusting belching contests happening in the background or listening to other couples make out next to me. Gross.

“Austin wants to know if your sister’s coming?”

This question shakes me from my miserable funk, and I snort laugh. My twin sister at a party? HA-HA-HA. OMG; I think I peed my pants a little. “That’s not happening. Unless the words ‘book,’ ‘ComicCon,’ or ‘mud’ were in front of the word ‘party.’ Then she’d probably go. But yeah; no. Why’s does he want to know? Is he crushing on my sister?” That could be news I could get down with.

“He said one of the guys was asking.”

Raising a brow, I inquire, “Which one?” It’s probably Chase, but that would be weird considering he’s her best friend and knows her daily schedule.

She’s tapping away again as I pull up to the school parking lot. “He won’t say.”

“Why not?”

“Do you really care or are you just morbidly interested that someone might actually like your super wacked out sister?”

“She’s not … wacked out.”

Rachel is my best friend, but she’s not a fan of my sister, Juliet. In fact, she pretty much despises her. My twin isn’t mean or anything, she’s just … super smart. And sometimes tends to let her geekiness fly. She can recite the first five chapters of each Harry Potter book. She knows all the lines word-for-word in every Star Wars movie. Every stinkin’ one.

Speaking of my awesome twin, she pulls up next to me and slams her Jeep door. “You did it again! You know you only have one simple chore. One. And every time I get stuck with it.”

I roll my eyes at her. “Calm down, sis. I’ll get it next time.”

She smiles wickedly at me. It’s like looking in a mirror since our physical features are almost exactly the same. The only one small difference isn’t something most people notice just from looking at our faces: she has a small birthmark on her neck just below her ear, shaped like a heart, whereas I do not. Everything else is definitely the same, from the dark, rich brown hair to the mossy-green eyes, right down to the height of a whopping 5’6”. I’ve thought about cutting my waist-length hair to my shoulders just so people can tell us apart.

“You say that every time! I’m done helping you out Layla. Maybe next time instead of rushing off to get Starbucks, see Adam, or pick up your BFF you’ll do your chores and stop putting them on me. I have a life too you know.”

Rachel cuts in. “You have a life, since when?”

“Butt out Rach.” I shift my attention back to my sister who is currently glaring at my bestie. “Juliet, I’m sorry,” I say.

Her eyes cut to me. She shakes her head and walks away. I call out, “Juliet.” She doesn’t look back. Instead, she flips me off—and okay this time —I rightly deserve it.

I totally thought she’d take out the recycling for me again. “Dang it. Mom’s going to kill me.”

“This is why your sister is a freak,” Rachel says as we head into the school. Once we’re inside, she ditches me for Austin and I head to my destination, Adam.

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Cover Reveal: Falling For You by Charlotte Blake

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Falling For You
Charlotte Blake

Great Escapes #1

Coming September 12th 2017

Sometimes love finds you whether you want it to or not…

Grace Clark is a star at her job as an art director at Boston’s biggest advertising firm. But inside she’s still mourning the loss of her sister two years ago. Losing Mia and a failed engagement have been enough to keep her heart on lockdown ever since.

Luke Arnold is tired of relationships that don’t go anywhere. Usually women are all over him, but it’s been years since he’s met someone he could really fall for.

But when he sees Grace from across the room at the Redview Lodge, he can’t keep his eyes off her. They meet in the New Hampshire mountains over Thanksgiving, and they find in one another something that neither of them expected.

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NOTE: This STAND-ALONE romance contains very steamy love scenes. All of the books in the Great Escapes series can be read in any order.

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3 August 2017

Blog Tour: Just Friends by Tiffany Pitcock

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Just Friends
Tiffany Pitcock

Published August 1st 2017

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A new spin on the classic smart-girl-and-bad-boy setup, this witty contemporary romance shows how easily a friendship – even one built on an elaborate lie – can become so much more.

Jenny meets Chance for the very first time when she is assigned as his partner in their Junior Oral Communications class. But after they rescue a doomed assignment with one clever lie, the whole school is suddenly convinced that Little-Miss-Really-Likes-Having-A’s and the most scandalous heartbreaker in school have been best friends forever. It’s amazing how quickly a lie can grow―especially when you really, really want it to be the truth.

With Jenny, Chance can live the normal life he’s always kind of wanted. And with Chance, Jenny can have the exciting teen experiences that TV shows and movies have always promised. Through it all, they hold on to the fact that they are “just friends.” But that might be the biggest lie of all.

Debut author Tiffany Pitcock delivers a spot-on depiction of first love and the high school rumor mill in Just Friends, chosen by readers like you for Macmillan’s young adult imprint Swoon Reads.

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23. Writer. Reader. Sarcastic.

I was born and raised in Arkansas, which isn’t terribly exciting. I’ve wanted to be a writer for as long as I can remember. I used to sit in class and write stories in my notebooks, thinking that everyone did. It turns out, everyone didn’t. I love writing because it means I’m putting my thoughts, feelings, and soul out there for someone else to read – for someone else to feel. The fact that someone can read my words, and empathize with my characters – characters that wouldn’t exist with out me, that I created from my mind – is such a wonderful concept to me. I could happily write for the rest of my life as long as there was one person out there who was affected by my words.

My Review

Just Friends is the debut novel of Pitcock, and boy has she made an excellent grand entrance into the world of literature! The novel, is witty, funny, and just a general all round joy to read.

I really found myself being able to relate to Jenny. She's not the greatest at expressing her emotions and feelings, and she has a tendency to get lost in thought. I felt a little like a proud mamma bear watching her grow as a person and discovering herself throughout the book.

Chance is a pretty great character. I mean, he's mean to be this player with a reputation, but he's such a nice guy. Going into the novel, I was fully prepared for some serious slappage to be coming his way at some point, but it never happens. Like, you can try to hate him, but it just seems physically impossible... or maybe that's just Jenny perspective of him influencing me. *winks*  But the main reason I love him? He has the most messed up home life, and he doesn't channel that into making other peoples lives miserable - he does everything in his power to make sure others never have to feel the way that he does.

I loved how refreshing it was to not have Jenny having sex for the first time to be made into a big production, though I can see hoe this could be a controversial point. But like Jenny says, sometimes losing your virginity isn't a be-all and end-all for someone. In general,  sex in this novel is treated very blasé, with more weight being placed on kissing scenes. This gave me mixed feelings, and I'm still not completely sure how I feel about.

Here is a just of just some of my favourite things about this novel (without being too spoiler-y):
  • Jessa (Jenny's baby sister) calling Chance Pwetty
  • The Chance-Jenny banter
  • Jenny giving Chance a tour of her house
  • The creative back and forth of Jenny and Chance creating their fake past on the fly - though I did feel kind of bad for Kelsey, with her feeling like her friendship with Jenny was just some big joke to her and Chance 
  • Jenny getting her brother to clean up by threatening to ask out the girl he likes on his behalf
  • Jenny throwing dictionaries
  • And most of all, that even though Chance and Jenny had feeling for each other, it didn't rule the friendship
The list of things that I didn't particularly like (if I am to be super nit-picky about it):
  • The name Chance. I mean, come on! What a stupid name.
  • The story is in third person. I never feel like I get the same depth in connection with the character like this, and I feel disconnected from them.
  • It ended a chapter too soon! I still have questions, like; what did family and friends think? How did Chance's home situation work out, and how does that effect his relationship with Jenny? How did they handle the gossip mill at school? Did Drake become a bigger tool (though, I'm not sure if that is even humanly possible)?
  • ...basically I just wanted more of Jenny and Chance.
Read Just Friends. I don't really know what else to say. It is simply one of the best novels that I have read in 2017.


4 out of 5

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The Weather War
Stephanie A. Cain

Coming September 19th 2017

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Princess Azmei died for her country three years ago–or so everyone but a trusted few believed. Having survived assassination attempts, the desert, dragons, and a treacherous plot designed to destroy her entire family, Azmei has finally managed to save her kingdom.

Now she has to save the world.

Azmei travels to Amethir, whose prince she promised three years ago to marry. With her is Hawk, the man who loves her, and Yar, the Voice of Dragons. They carry a terrifying message for the king of Amethir: the gods are waking and the world is about to shake.

Prince Vistaren of Amethir has also received a frightening warning, this one from a powerful stormwitch–weather magic is failing. Patterns of storms are beginning to build outside their prescribed season. While the Stormwitch Academy officially denies any problems, there are hints of trouble yet to come.

Azmei and Vistaren know they must act. But the king refuses to listen to them and the land is beginning to tear itself apart. Facing pirate attacks, seadragon swarms, and a strange woman who uses magic in a way no stormwitch should, Vistaren and Azmei know they must find a way to set things right.

But what price is too high to save the world?

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Stephanie A. Cain grew up in Indiana, where much of her urban fantasy is set, but unfortunately has been unable to visit Amethir or Tamnen, where her epic fantasy novels are set.

She graduated from Purdue University with a Bachelor of Arts in History and Creative Writing, with a Medieval Studies minor. She has two-thirds of a Master of Library Science, but ran out of money and enthusiasm for grad school at about the same time. Despite this, her years of work in libraries were not wasted--besides having a lot of librarian friends (everyone should have at least one) she also spent a great deal of time hanging out in the stacks at 398.2, which gave rise to many of her urban fantasy stories.

She currently works at the General Lew Wallace Study & Museum, where she spends her time doing historical research, giving tours of a Victorian man-cave, and serving as a one-woman IT department.

Stephanie's favorite authors are J.R.R. Tolkien, C.S. Lewis, Elizabeth Moon, Tamora Pierce, Garth Nix, and Robin McKinley.

A proud crazy cat lady, Stephanie is happily owned by Eowyn, Strider, and Eustace Clarence Scrubb. In her free time, she enjoys hiking (except for the spiders), bird-watching, visiting wineries, and collecting anything with owls on it. She likes to unwind by playing World of Warcraft and Skyrim. She enjoys organizing things, is overly fond of notebooks, and visits office supply stores for fun. She owns way more movie scores and fountain pens than she can actually afford.

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1 August 2017

Cover Reveal: Amnesty by Cambria Hebert

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Amnesty
Cambria Hebert

Amnesia Duet: Book 2

Coming August 18th

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There’s freedom in remembering.

My past is a double-edged sword.

Damned if I do remember, damned if I don’t.

Remembering beyond the horrors I already have will change me. Change us.

But, what if I’m living a lie? What if everything I thought was wrong, what if who I thought I was is wrong?

If not her, then…

Who am I?

Eddie says it doesn’t matter, but deep down I’m terrified it does.

I’m trapped. Held prisoner by a past I can’t remember and a future that might not belong to me.

There’s a light though, not at the end of the tunnel… But wavering in the distance, calling to me from Rumor Island.

That light, it scares me far more than darkness. Am I brave enough to confront it?

So many questions, so few answers.

I don’t have a choice; the truth always finds a way to the surface. Finally learning who I really am will be a permanent life sentence:

Total punishment or absolute amnesty.

*Please note Amnesty contains subjects and situations that some readers may find disturbing.

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Cambria Hebert is an award winning, bestselling novelist of more than twenty books. She went to college for a bachelor’s degree, couldn’t pick a major, and ended up with a degree in cosmetology. So rest assured her characters will always have good hair.

Besides writing, Cambria loves a caramel latte, staying up late, sleeping in, and watching movies. She considers math human torture and has an irrational fear of chickens (yes, chickens). You can often find her running on the treadmill (she’d rather be eating a donut), painting her toenails (because she bites her fingernails), or walking her chorkie (the real boss of the house).

Cambria has written within the young adult and new adult genres, penning many paranormal and contemporary titles. Her favorite genre to read and write is romantic suspense. A few of her most recognized titles are: The Hashtag Series, Text, Torch, and Tattoo.

Cambria Hebert owns and operates Cambria Hebert Books, LLC.
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