Monthly Archives: May 2014
BLOG TOUR ~ imperfectly BAD (a series of imperfections) by A.E. Woodward
Wait, did we? Oh yeah, I remember.
No, that’s a lie, I don’t remember. I’ve had most of New York City and
I don’t really remember any of them. There’s only ever been one. . .This is my story. Read it, don’t read it. I really don’t give a damn.
It’s not going to change my life, so why the hell should I care?
Because I don’t care about anything.
Not since her.
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Three days, that was my average. Three days
before my skin started crawling and I needed another hit. By hit I
mean another girl. Girls were my drugs. They had been for a while
now. At least they were safe, well, as long as I made sure to wrap it.
with a lot of girls. It wasn’t something I was particularly proud
of, but there were worse things to be addicted to.
my hunting ground. The raven-haired firecracker from the other night
had left me feeling dirty, so I was in the mood for something sweet.
It was just a guess, but I figured women who spent their Friday
evening grocery shopping were probably more innocent.
normal shopping, placing a few things I needed in one of those hand
basket things then I took my spot by the cereals. Yes, the cereal
aisle. You want to talk about innocence—it doesn’t get any more
wholesome than cereal.
stood there, pretending to study the nutritional information. Luckily
I didn’t have to wait long before someone joined me. Someone up
there must have been smiling down on me because the first girl to
walk down the aisle was a solid “eight.”
covered in freckles, she was definitely what I would call “cute.”
The clothes she wore put her at college-aged, or certainly fresh out,
and her hand basket was empty. She was definitely here to pick up her dinner.
a good home-cooked meal. Poor thing. But never mind, her night was
about to get a whole lot better.
healthy bullshit. Out of the corner of my eye I looked at her and my
lips tipped upward in a smile. When I spoke, I kept my eyes fixed on
the shelves, but I knew she’d know I was talking to her. They always did.
“I’m trying to convince myself that
Fruity Pebbles are healthy.”
“Dinner?” I asked, turning to face her
and gesturing to the lack of food in her basket.
“Am I that transparent?”
“No, I’m just a good guesser.”
I stuck my hand out for her. “Rob,” I said as we shook hands.
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imperfectly perfect
Emma, Tyler and Shane have been best friends since they were kids.
Along with their college addition, Rob, the four friends have an exciting life in NYC.
In fact, Emma Sloan appears to have it all.
Despite being happy with her current situation, a big family announcement leaves
Emma questioning whether she is truly content with her life. With her
thirtieth birthday fast approaching she vows to find her ‘perfect’ man any way she can.
But Emma will soon discover that the path of true love never runs smoothly and
that sometimes, instead of chasing love, you have to wait for love to find you…
imperfectly real
When nothing in your life goes right … go left.
Tyler Johnston has a life that would be the envy of most twenty-somethings.
He lives in New York City, surrounded by his closest friends, has a job
in a field he loves, and remains unattached — able to flit from one lady
to the next without responsibility.
Only problem is, Tyler isn’t in his twenties anymore…
Having watched two of his best friends fall in love and start a family,
Tyler is left wondering what will become of his life.
So when life hands Tyler his happy ever after, he struggles with his conscience.
Can something be right when it’s so very, very wrong?
Because everyone knows that two wrongs don’t make a right.
In fact, most of the time, they just make things a whole lot worse.
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Between her real job and writing she finds little time to enjoy life’s finer things.
However in the free time she does manage to steal, she enjoys spending time with
friends and family and reading. A.E. is the author of Kismet and A Series of Imperfections:
Imperfectly Perfect, Imperfectly Real, and Imperfectly Bad.
She is currently writing her fifth book, Working Girl.
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BLOG TOUR ~ CRANE by Stacey Rourke
The Horseman is unending,
his presence shan’t lessen.
If you break the curse,
you become the legend.
Washington
Irving and Rip Van Winkle had no choice but to cover up the deadly
truth behind Ichabod Crane’s disappearance. Centuries later, a Crane
returns to Sleepy Hollow awakening macabre secrets once believed to be
buried deep.
What if the monster that spawned the legend lived within you?
Now,
Ireland Crane, reeling from a break-up and seeking a fresh start, must
rely on the newly awakened Rip Van Winkle to discover the key to
channeling the darkness swirling within her. Bodies are piling high and
Ireland is the only one that can save Sleepy Hollow by embracing her own
damning curse.
But is anyone truly safe when the Horseman rides?
wouldn’t have to cheat. Shrugging his navy blue sport coat over his
shoulders, he stepped forward, allowing the hotel room door to shut
behind him with a soft thump. A smug smile curled across his face,
his chest puffing with pride at his own prowess—thanks in part to
those spiffy little blue pills his doctor prescribed. The heels of
his wing-tipped loafers clicked against the cement stairs, one
impeccably manicured hand running along the handrail as he descended.
The rusted metal rail squeaked its protest under the faint touch.
Taking its suggestion, he retracted his hand.
had no idea.
snorting a quick, dry laugh.
down by the airport. Grinding to R&B’s raunchiest hits, while
clad only in a sequin thong. She was a sweet, albeit naïve, girl
that believed if she stroked Vic’s … ahem, ego just the
way he liked, she would someday find a fat rock on her finger and the
title of Van Tassel behind her name. Hence her insistence on the flea
bag hotel. She had flipped her bleached blonde waves, batted those
ridiculous fake eyelashes, and pouted that she couldn’t be seen as
the “other woman” by the same crowd she would soon be rubbing
elbows with. As if he would ever let that happen. Karma’s
airbrushed nails and hooker heels would never fit into his
world. After all, in Tarrytown the Van Tassel name meant something,
and not because of the stupid legend the residents of the small glen
of Sleepy Hollow mercilessly clung to. No, as one of the founding
families they helped build this town. Meaning, here, he might as well
be a Rockefeller. A fact he reveled in and would never tarnish
with outward displays of his cheap conquests … no matter how well
she could wiggle.
wide, jovial stride. As he shook his keys from the pocket of his
slacks, thumbing the button to unlock the doors, his phone buzzed
from the breast pocket of his Armani shirt.
only hint he needed that she’d already cracked open tonight’s
bottle of wine.
back up toward the room Karma had rented. A flash of her blonde locks
appeared from behind the stained drapes. He raised his hand in a
casual wave, but couldn’t tell from this distance if she returned
the gesture. “I just finished showing a multi-million dollar estate
that the buyers are very interested in, and now I get to head
home to my loving wife.”
she took another sip. “We’re the friggin’ Cleavers. Hey,
Cassidy is at the mall. I need you pick her up on your—“
station. Between the normal ebb and flow of rushing traffic, he heard
the distinct snap of hoof beats pounding over pavement. “What kind
of idiot would bring a horse out this close to the highway?”
south of him, Vic was sure of it. Yet somehow, without so much as a
faltered step, it shifted to the north. “Stopped for gas, that’s
all.” Vic paid little attention to the lie rolling off his tongue
as he rose up on tiptoe and craned his neck to peer into the
darkness.
exciting prospect of fresh booze.
“Are you near Gordon Bleau’s? I need a bottle of Amaretto.”
wandering hands. If he wanted to fend off an overly Botoxed hag that
reeked of booze, he’d go visit Nana at the home. Her old biddy
friends loved him, and putting in his time there helped secure his
spot in her will. “I’d love to, pet, but I’d hate to keep Cass waiting.”
down the collar of his shirt. He spun, his heart pounding painfully
in his chest, and pressed his back to the car door. Chills raced up
and down his spine, electrifying his entire body. Nothing.
There was nothing before him but that lone buzzing light and the
seedy motel. “Damn it! Punk kids!”
“You better watch out, Vic. It could be one of those lesser known
equestrian gangs.”
Vic needed to spur him into action. Throwing himself off the car, his
trembling fingers fumbled with the door handle. Behind him, metal
hissed free from leather. Slowly—with a cold, hard fist of dread
clenching his gut—his head swiveled.
“Oh,” he said with a nervous lilt of laughter to the ominous
symphony of black before him. “That’s … good. You got me. I
really believed for a sec—”
back. The blade of their arched sword gleaming gold under the
yellow-hued light.
“What’s happening?”
The only response she received came in the form of a ghostly whinny …followed by a soft thump.
Her shrieks were muted as the phone tumbled to the ground—right next to Vic’s still rolling head.
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Young Adult and Teen Reader voted Author of the Year 2012
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Stacey Rourke lives in Michigan with her husband, two beautiful daughters, and
two giant, dogs. She loves to travel, has an unhealthy shoe addiction
and considers herself blessed to make a career out of talking to the
imaginary people that live in her head. Mark your calendars! Her latest
literary adventure, Crane, will release May 26, 2014. She is currently
hard at work on the continuations of this thrilling Legends Saga, as
well as other literary projects.
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COVER REVEAL ~ BLACK HORSE by Addison Kline
Coming on June 28th!
Black Horse by Addison Kline
An erotic Romantic Suspense Novel that will leave you gasping for air…
Synopsis:
Black Horse. The name haunted my dreams… But regardless of family vendettas, old hurts and contemptuous blood shed, the heart wants what it wants… and mine has a mind of its own and my mind is set on Colton McClain.
His family is known by his father’s nickname: Black Horse. Like one of the four horses flying out of the gates of hell, Tom “Black Horse” McClain ripped my world apart fifteen years ago. I was only seven when I found my mother and father dead in their beds, with Tom McClain standing over them with a blood stained butcher knife. He would have come for me, too, had my brothers not saved me. Seth, my older brother, swooped me up before I had the chance to scream and covered my mouth with his hand.
The air in the closet was stifling; warm and dead like a coffin. I could hear my brothers’ heavy breathing. Our dog Micah’s frantic barking from the back yard. She knew something was horribly wrong. His bootfalls were getting closer… louder… I took a deep breath and didn’t dare exhale in fear that he would hear me. Somehow, I was able to stifle my tears, but something happened that was out of my control. My throat caught from my sobbing. Tom heard it. The foot steps intensified, beating a path to the closet door. Seth, still firmly holding me, swung around so I was facing the inside of the closet. I focused on the faded floral pattern of the shelf lining that was barely visible in the dark lighting of the closet. I focused on anything but the sound of Tom McClain’s approaching footsteps. Then a loud clicking sound made it impossible. The sound of a shot gun barrel banging into place. He didn’t even bother opening the door.
Bang! Bang! Then silence.
I am supposed to hate Colton McClain, but I can’t. When the police showed up the next day, they found Colton locked in his father’s pick-up a block away, hungry, thirsty and distraught. He was taken away by the state and put in foster care because none of his relatives wanted to have anything to do with the Black Horse name. Black Horse was caught trying to jump the border with my father’s wallet in his pocket and $10,000 in cash in a duffel bag. He traveled alone, having abandoned Colton in his truck back in Oakely. I guess his boy knew too much. When officials apprehended him, they ran my Daddy’s license and discovered that he was found murdered. Tom pleaded insanity, but after a thorough psychiatric evaluation, it was concluded that Tom McClain knew exactly what he was doing. He was sentenced to prison for twenty years, having received a lenient judge; a rarity in the State of Texas.
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COVER REVEAL ~ HOT-BLOODED by Kendall Grey
COVER REVEAL ~ HOT-BLOODED by Kendall Grey
If Robert Rodriquez (Sin City), Tony Soprano, and David Lynch (Twin Peaks) made sweet love to a Hawaiian version of The Bride (Uma Thurman’s character from Quentin Tarantino’s Kill Bill), the resulting spawn might look like Kendall Grey’s upcoming mystery/suspense/supernatural thriller, HOT-BLOODED.
The first installment in the Ohana series, HOT-BLOODED is set on the island of Maui and is wrapped in the light and dark watercolors of Hawaiian culture, history, and mythology. It’s about guns, drugs, surfing, and tiki monsters. HOT-BLOODED tells the tale of a ballsy, half-Hawaiian angel-turned-demon, the duplicitous assassin who falls for her, and the blessings and curses of family—all wrapped up in freaky, supernatural gift paper.
Here’s the description:
WARNING: HOT-BLOODED does NOT end with a happily ever after. It contains drug use and graphic sex, language, and violence. The story is intended to entertain, not to condone or glorify illegal or immoral activities. This book is unsuitable for sensitive readers and those under the age of 18.
*Written in 3rd person. Contains a massive cliffhanger and multiple POVs.
Ohana is everything…
When an accident claims her mother’s life, Keahilani Alana must take charge of her ohana (family) or risk losing what little they have. With an underage brother to care for and no education, she has few options. The door to a heavenly hellish opportunity opens when she stumbles upon a valuable secret her mother left behind on the slopes of an extinct volcano—a legacy that tempts the family with riches beyond their wildest dreams. But the secret is much bigger and more sinister than they realize. As reality unravels and exposes eerie truths about the ohana that should have remained deep under the mountain, Keahilani must either resist the call of her blood or risk being consumed by its darkness.
Blake Murphy is an assassin working to infiltrate a new Hawaiian cartel. His investigation reveals that Keahilani, the sexy surfing instructor he pegged as an informant, is much closer to the drug ring than he thought. Passion ignites between them in the bedroom, but their ironclad ties to opposing interests pit them against each other everywhere else.
When tensions reach the breaking point and her ohana is threatened, the only cure for Keahilani’s hot-blooded fury is a loaded clip with a body bag chaser.
They don’t call her Pele for nothing.
Here’s the cover, designed by Renee Coffey:
So, are you up for a steamy, violent descent into tropical-island madness with a supernatural twist? If so, you can add HOT-BLOODED to your Goodreads TBR here. The release date hasn’t been announced yet, but Kendall is shooting for the end of June or early July. Stay tuned!
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COVER REVEAL ~ Confessing Hearts by DJ Larkin
~ Synopsis ~
It’s been two weeks since Alexander broke things off with Sapphira. Realizing that he made the biggest mistake of his life, he concocts a desperate scheme to earn her forgiveness. Together again, it seems they are headed for a storybook romance.
But unknown to them, their pasts are about to converge in a way that could turn deadly. Will true love conquer all? Or will the past drive them apart for good?
Confessing Hearts is the second book in the Vacant Hearts trilogy.
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Sapphira Jones has never known love. Haunted by a past she has tried to forget, she remains distant from everyone except her best friend. Alexander Thomas, bestselling novelist, still mourns the loss of his beloved wife after nearly five years. He is incapable of love.
A series of chance encounters brings these two desolate hearts together. Desperate to remain in the life of the only man she’s ever wanted, Sapphira concocts a plan she hopes will fulfill his needs – and hers. Can she rescue him from his bleak despair? Or will the ghost of his wife prove too much for her to overcome?
Vacant Hearts is the first installment of the Vacant Hearts Trilogy, where two barren hearts collide in a tale of scorching sex and desire, love and romance.
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I’m an IT Worker living the dream of writing a book. I live in New England with my wife and two kids. We have a small menagerie of one dog, one cat, and two ferrets. My goal for writing is to write a book that my wife would be proud of.
Anything after that is just icing on the cake.
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SPOTLIGHT BLOG TOUR ~ HIS CHOICE (Dante’s Circle #3.5) by Carrie Ann Ryan
His Choice
Dante’s Circle Series, Book 3.5
by Carrie Ann Ryan
Release Date: May 27, 2014
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As the youngest son of Lucifer, Fawkes has long since known what paths his future could take. He could follow his father’s footsteps, stealing the souls of humans and slowly lose his own, or starve himself and wither away until he finds his true half and forms a bond that can not only save his life, but his soul.
Leslie Masterson’s life has been one torment after another. A submissive wolf, she’s tried to hide in the shadows of her Pack and find the will to live another day. After her brother—the man who has beaten her verbally and physically her entire life—is killed when he challenges the Alpha, Leslie finally sees a path to freedom.
It only takes one look between the two for them to know that they could be the answer to each other’s prayers, but some of the Pack isn’t ready to let Leslie go. It will take the strength of a fiery demon from hell and the love of a submissive wolf to overcome not only their past, but their chance at a future.
His Choice was also found in the Ever After Anthology.
AUTHOR BIO:
USA Today Bestselling Author Carrie Ann Ryan never thought she’d be a writer. Not really. No, she loved math and science and even went on to graduate school in chemistry. Yes, she read as a kid and devoured teen fiction and Harry Potter, but it wasn’t until someone handed her a romance book in her late teens that she realized that there was something out there just for her. When another author suggested she use the voices in her head for good and not evil, The Redwood Pack and all her other stories were born.
Carrie Ann is a bestselling author of over twenty novels and novellas and has so much more on her mind (and on her spreadsheets *grins*) that she isn’t planning on giving up her dream anytime soon.
Carrie Ann loves hearing from readers. Visit the links to the left to contact her.
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RELEASE DAY BLITZ ~ MARKING HIM by Elena M. Reyes
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Synopsis
The day Maya Owens walked into his tattoo shop, everything Talan knew changed.
After officially starting a relationship, he is now having trouble managing Maya—a woman who consumes every part of his being and owns his heart. His need to control her and everything around her drives Maya insane, but he has good reason. After all, Janice is still lurking around and she has a vendetta against his Bitty.
In no time Talan wants more, and it’s faster than Maya can handle; things begin to get complicated.
Months of frustration and want take them for a ride neither wanted, but now yearn for. Will they make it through the turbulence? And if so, at what cost?
Genre: Contemporary Romance/Erotica
Expected Publication Date: May 27, 2014
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Excerpt
“What are we doing here?” Maya asked when we pulled up to my shop.
This date was about remembering our first meeting, for her to see how I truly felt.
Taking her face in my hands, I caressed her cheek with the tip of my fingers and leaned forward to ghost my lips over hers.
“Where did we meet, Maya?” I asked, then waited for her reaction. She didn’t disappoint.
A small smile overtook her face. “Here.”
“So where else would I want our first date to be?”
Maya giggled, confusing me. “This isn’t our first date, Talan.”
“No? Are you sure?” She nodded, still laughing at my confused state. “I don’t remember taking you—”
“Shush,” Maya placed her finger over my lips, “our first date happened right here a few months back. The same night we discussed your tattoos.”
“But you said . . .” I trailed off; this having a woman shit was confusing.
“I know what I said, Talan.” She sounded exasperated and all traces of humor left her features. “I asked to date, to make us official.”
“Why didn’t you just say so?” I grumbled while rubbing my temples.
“I did; you just heard what you wanted.” Bitty raised an eyebrow at me. “Now, feed me.”
“You drive me insane.” If I didn’t care for this woman, I would strangle her.
My words were met with another raised brow and a saucy smirk. “Then I’m doing something right.”
I laughed at her reply. What could I say to argue that logic? She had every right to act cocky at the moment. Bitty had me by the balls and knew it.
“Stay.” Turning off the engine of my truck, I unbuckled my seatbelt and got out of the car. Maya stayed inside, waiting on me. “Ready?”
She nodded.
I unbuckled her seatbelt, grabbed her by the waist, and helped her down. Her small frame slithered down my body, rubbing against my hardened cock.
“For you? Since we met.”
“Behave.” My warning was met with defiance.
Maya’s hands grabbed onto the front of my pants. She pulled me forward; my erect shaft nestled between our bodies, pushing against her stomach. “Feed me.”
“Hungry?” I grunted when her right hand dipped inside my waistband.
“Commando?” She moaned, ignoring my question. Maya ran the tip of her fingers around the slit, rubbing the liquid there over my swollen head. I shivered while watching, mesmerized, as she brought the glistening digits toward her lips and sucked.
“Maya, please. Let’s go eat. You have to be starving.”
“I am,” she whimpered, as my flavor danced over her tongue. Maya winked at me then shimmied once more against me. The head of my cock—now purple and swollen—peeked out from the waistband, searching for her touch.
“Quit fucking around, Bitty.” Growling under my breath, I tucked my dick back into my pants, much to her disappointment. It’d been torture not taking her, but it was getting worse than before. We were both so close to that moment and we knew it. “I ordered in.”
“Warned you; I’m hungry.” She ignored my statement and instead pulled me down to her level. Her eyes shone with emotion, deep and as pure as she was. “Don’t care about food.” Maya bit my lip, hard. “Feed me.”
“Fuck.” She killed my will, my need to show her I wanted more from her than just the sweet pussy between her thighs.
“First, food, and then for dessert, I’ll give you my cock,” I whispered—more a plea than a bargain—against her lips. She bit down once more and backed away, leaving my lip bruised and tingling.
“Tempting.” Bitty stepped back. “Convince me.”
“Okay.” I took a step forward and backed her into my truck, my fingers tangling in her hair. She opened her mouth to speak, but my finger over those succulent lips silenced her. “Quiet.”
Maya whined against my hold. My hips kept her in place, taunting her, I ground my hardened length against her.
“We’re going to enter my shop and enjoy all the hard work I’ve put into this date. Nod if you understand.” She did. “I want to enjoy you.” Bitty moaned at this, and swiveled her hips into me. “Feed you. Don’t take that away from me.” At those last words, a soft expression overtook her face and she stilled in my arms.
She sighed. “You win.”
“What was that?” I asked needing to hear her say it again.
“You win.” Maya smiled and pushed me back with a gentle shove. “I want it all. You, me, and this date . . . the small talk and flirting. Maybe even another orgasm at the end of the night?” She was too cute when showing her neediness.
“No more harassing me?” I gave her a playful smile.
“For now.” She winked then pushed me toward the front doors of my shop.
“Stop.” I turned to face her. Maya’s look was confused, but her confusion turned into that burning need I loved when she realized what I’d pulled from my pockets. “Turn around,” I demanded and she complied.
She did. No questions, just obedience. I could get used to that.
“I’m going to cover your eyes.” My words were met with a needy whimper. Maya pressed her body closer to mine. The heat coming off her skin seared me.
“How do you expect me to behave if—”
“Quiet. Not a word,” I whispered into her ear and laid a small kiss on her neck. “Just enjoy.” The small blindfold I’d pulled from my pocket dangled from my finger. Her eyes followed its movement.
I wanted her to see the words etched onto the silk fabric, the ones I’d chosen just for her: Marked.
It said everything I felt. Every one of my pores, every cell in my body wore her stamp—her mark. Now, she would wear mine.
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About the Author
Elena M. Reyes was born and raised in Miami Florida. She is the epitome of a Floridian and if she could live in her beloved flip-flops, she would. As a small child, she was always intrigued with all forms of art—whether it was dancing to island rhythms, or painting with any medium she could get her hands on. Her first taste of writing came to her during her fifth grade year when her class was prompted to participate in the D. A. R. E. Program and write an essay on what they’d learned. Her passion for reading over the years has amassed her with hours of pleasure. It wasn’t until she stumbled upon fanfiction that her thirst to write overtook her world. She now resides in Central Florida with her husband and son, spending all her down time letting her creativity flow and letting her characters grow.
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Manday Hotties ~ Actors
Hi lovelies, it’s that time again!!
I really need something to cheer me up today – my football team was relegated yesterday!! 😦 …………………
When I was trying to work out what pics to chose for today I was looking at one of Channing Tatum and decided to go with actors!!
Hope you like my choices!!!
Personally I’m going with #2 this week – HC, CT & JM….. 3 for the price of 1!!! 😉
Though I do like a bit of Tom Hardy!!! Hot or what?!?!? 😉
Who’s your fave today?
Don’t forget to stop at the other blogs taking part in Felicity’s Hop this week!!!
http://www.felicityheaton.co.uk/blog/
http://www.carisroane.com/journal/
Have a great Monday peeps and I’ll catch you back here next week for more Manday goodness!!
T xx
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Blog Tour ~ THE EXCHANGE (part 1) by N. Isabelle Blanco
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Synopsis
Project Sapphire: The World’s first AI. A top-secret project exposed to a select group of scientists. Lei Heaton, a man desperate to save his daughter, is at the top of the bionics empire. He not only hired the team to repair his daughter’s damaged body, he plans to reanimate her dead mind using the Sapphire AI.
A dangerous man—a killer that is no regular human…
Maxwell Landon—codename: Deimos—is the Adelphi Organization’s top agent. His M.O is simple: Never fail. He’s used to annihilating anyone that gets in his way. But this time, he’s being called to protect and deliver. Deimos is aware that this mission won’t be like any other. Then he lays eyes on the resurrected Ms. Heaton, and instantly he knows:
That is not Magdalena Heaton.
And he will never be the same again.
Control, his most prized possession, is ripped from him with a single glance…
The violent attraction he feels for the girl complicates matters immediately. But what Deimos doesn’t know is that things are about to get much worse. Sapphire isn’t just a completely different person than the dead Ms. Heaton—she’s the AI miracle of the century. An advancement that many would kill to own.
Including himself, no matter how hard he fights against it.
A girl determined to protect her creator. A man determined to protect her…
Despite the fact that she is not Magdalena, Sapphire is bent on taking her place as Mr. Heaton’s daughter in order to keep her creator safe. Deimos knows that he has to honor her wish. But the thing inside him is demanding more. More than a touch. A lot more than a taste. It responds to everything about her…every stuttered breath that lets him know she wants him as much as he wants her.
How does he walk away when he knows that no matter how far he is from her, she’ll always be in danger and he’ll always hunger for her?
Genre: Erotica/ Sci Fi
Publication Date: May 1st 2014
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Exclusive (Steamy) Blog Tour Excerpt!
I feel crazed.
I am crazed, my mind splitting in two. Grinding down on my teeth, I snap my lids shut. This isn’t normal. And I have to control myself. She’s isn’t ready for what I want. If I’m going to do this with her, I have to let her control it. It has to be her using my body, taking what she needs.
Fuck, that thought turns me on more.
She cups my face and smooths her thumbs across my cheekbones. “Deimos… you look pained.”
I force my lids open, so that she can see my eyes, knowing damn well what she’ll find in there. Obsession. Has to be. It’s hit me hard, too fast. “I’m trying to do this at your speed, but never wanted anyone this fucking much.”
The emotion that flares in her eyes guts me. I don’t dare analyze it, don’t think I can handle it right then.
Still cupping my face, she leans toward me. I have a split second to wet my lips, then her lips are on me, her tongue pushing into my mouth.
I twitch and groan beneath her, my eyes lost in the back of my head again. Sapphire kisses me as if she could eat me alive, our tongues twining violently. My hands tighten around the covers, thoughts growing dim.
My dick pounds along with my raging heartbeat. I growl at her as she pulls back to stare at me with flushed cheeks and molten eyes. I cup her face in my palm, caressing it rougher than I should. “You are gorgeous, and if you don’t touch me soon, I think I’m going to explode in my pants,” I joke with her, smirking.
She giggles, her lips stretching out into a wide smile. They’re wet, coated in my saliva. I reach up and smooth my thumb across her bottom one. I want more of me on her. Covering her.
The smile falls off Sapphire’s face. She’s fucking panting, her eyes asking me for things she isn’t ready for. Easy. Her first time. I drop one hand to her thigh, circling and squeezing.
Her hands flatten on my chest, smoothing the material of my shirt across my pecs. Her eyes keep bouncing from what her hands are doing to my mouth. There’s a hesitancy to her touch.
My chest squeezes in on itself. Rising up, I wrap her in my arms and turn around so that my back is facing the headboard. I lean back and make myself comfortable. “Sapphire, we don’t have to do anything you aren’t comfortable with.”
She spreads her fingers over my pecs and squeezes down. As if familiarizing herself with my body. “What about what you want?”
My dick twitches. I can’t help but rotate my hips into her wet heat. Fuck. I need our clothes gone. “Baby, what I want is for you to use me. However you want.”
Sapphire bites back a throaty moan, her nails digging into my skin. “However I want it?”
Images flash through my mind; a fucked-up kaleidoscope of naked flesh, roaming hands, and breathless moans that leaves me shaking. “Yes. God. Whatever you want. Just do it.”
Her skirt rises up on her thighs as she spreads her legs and shifts on top of me.
My dick is going to rip through my jeans. If she teases me like that one more time…
I slide my thumbs up the insides of her thighs, lifting the edge of her skirt as I go. She lets me, and by the time her boyshorts come into view, we’re tense against each other. Our panting breaths are the only sound in the room.
Her boyshorts are light blue. The fabric covering her pussy is damp. I can see the outline of her lips clearly. God damn. The lush scent of her arousal makes my mouth water. I moan, squeezing down on her thighs. “Baby, I’m about to lose my mind. Work with me here. Tell me what you like.”
“I like it when you moan,” she whispers, rocking toward my thumbs.
I move my thumbs closer to her pussy and moan for her again. “What else?”
“I like how your skin feels. Want more.”
Thank fuck. I ease her back so I can sit up and yank my shirt off. I fling it across the room and ease back on the headboard.
Sapphire’s eyes are filled with wonder as she takes in my chest. Her eyes fall to the tattoo on my ribcage.
Never give up. Never give in. Keep fighting until your last breath.
Her fingers trace the words slowly.
Every muscle tightens for her, the male animal in me brimming with pride at her stunned silence.
“Deimos…” she breathes out slowly, the awe in her voice driving me wild.
I don’t know what comes over me or why, but there’s no stopping the next word that leaves my mouth. “Maxwell.”
The stillness that falls over us is unreal. Somehow, her pupils get even larger. Dark eyes lock on me with that same wonder from before and something else. Shock.
My heart feels like it’s about to explode through my ribcage.
My fucking name. I did it. I gave her my name.
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About the Author
N. Isabelle Blanco was born in Queens, NY (USA). At the age of three, due to an odd fascination with studying her mother’s handwriting, she began to read and write. By the time she’d reached kindergarten, she had an extensive vocabulary and her obsession with words began to bleed into every aspect of her life.
An avid reader in her teens, her fascination with Japanese anime eventually led her to the universe of fan fiction, which became her on-again, off-again hobby for the next ten years. During that time she amassed a following of fans that, by her own admission, she would never be able to live without. It was those fans who encouraged her to step beyond the fan fiction realm and try her talent in the publishing world.
N. Isabelle Blanco spends her days working as an author, web programmer, marketer, and graphic designer. That is when she isn’t handling her “spawn”, as she calls her son, and brainstorming with him about his future career as a comic book illustrator.
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Spotlight Tour ~ Long For Me (Secrets & Shadows #0.7) by Shiloh Walker
Long for Me
Secrets & Shadows #0.7
by Shiloh Walker
Release day May 13, 2014
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Christina Bell remembers what it was like to be part of a loving family. The youngest of the Bell children, she simply cannot believe that her dad, or anyone else she loves, had a hand in her mother’s disappearance. She’s looking forward to moving on and spending more time with her sexy best friend, Guy Miller, who she is starting to see in a whole new light.
Their attraction sizzling and love deepening, Christina feels confident in her life and ability to handle what comes her way…But when Nichole’s body is found—and the mystery of her death slowly reveals itself—Christina is left not knowing who to trust. What if Guy, her one true desire, proves to be her biggest danger?
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Shiloh Walker is an award-winning writer…yes, really! She’s also a mom, a wife, a reader and she pretends to be an amateur photographer. She published her first book in 2003 and since then, has tried her hand at digital publishing, traditional publishing and self-publishing. Her publishers include Hydra Publications, Ellora’s Cave, Samhain, Berkley, Random House and St. Martins. She writes romantic suspense, contemporary and paranormal romance, and urban fantasy under the name J.C. Daniels.
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