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RELEASE DAY BLITZ ~ Play With Me by Lisa Renee Jones

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Play With Me (Stand-Alone Novella)

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RELEASE DATE: October 28th

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The warmth of Thanksgiving gives a dedicated reporter and a powerful businessman a chance to count their blessings in this tender, sensual novella from Lisa Renee Jones.

Kali Miller has spent three years reporting fluff stories for a small-town Texas paper, waiting for the opportunity to pen the article that will launch her career to new heights. That dream has never felt further away when she suddenly finds herself out of work, forced to take a job as an executive secretary at a Las Vegas casino. But that’s exactly where Kali meets the subject of what will surely be a shocking exposé: her boss, Damion Ward, the casino’s arrogant and undeniably sexy CEO.
Watching Damion make his cold, calculating business maneuvers, Kali is positive she’s doing the right thing. But after Damion invites her to help him plan a Thanksgiving charity event, Kali begins to see another side of the man. And when she surrenders to the exhilarating tension that’s been simmering between them since day one, Kali becomes part of her own story, which she hopes will have a happy ending.

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EXCERPT #1

Lisa Renee Jones ‘Play with Me’ Copyright 2014

“We need to talk,” he says, as if this is a casual event requiring nothing more than a chat, as if I’m not being treated like a felon.
“Talk?” I demand, all the emotions of hours of confinement rising up in me to near bursting. “We needed to talk seven hours ago. Now? Now we don’t need to talk.”
He steps forward, crowding me, forcing me to give him space or let him become a part of mine. I have a rare violent urge to shove him, but I retreat into the room instead. He steps closer and kicks the door shut behind him, and damn him, that delicious scent of him tickles my nose, and the teasing eruption of sensations in my body only serves to make me more angry. I don’t want to feel the way he makes me feel. I don’t want him to be the one man who sparks something in me that no one else does.
“I couldn’t call,” he has the audacity to say. “Just like I couldn’t tell you I knew we had a security breach when you told me what the computer was doing in my office.”
“So you knew what was happening and didn’t tell me?”
“There’s a procedure to—”
“I don’t give a damn about procedures, Mr. CEO, especially from the one who sets the rules I’ve suffered with.” The edginess in me results in me poking my finger at his chest, heat dashing up my arm. “Just tell me one thing. Am I free to leave?”
He looks down at my finger and then his gaze lifts, but there is no anger in his face. There is something else, something I can’t identify. “I got you cleared, but—”
Relief is instant, and I cut him off. “That’s all the talking you need to do.” I try to turn away, intending to gather my things, but he shackles my wrist, more heat ripping up my arm and over my chest.
“Let go,” I snarl, hating a man I barely know who has put me through hell. It’s like I’m a masochist. Why else would I be drawn to yet another powerful asshole?
His lips thin, and I wish I didn’t notice how sensual and perfect they are. “We have to talk.”
“No,” I assure him. “We do not.”
“We’re going to talk.”
“You aren’t my boss anymore, which translates to the end of all conversation.”
His eyes glint hard steel. “What does that mean, I’m not your boss anymore?”
“I quit. Find someone else to treat like crap.”
“I had no choice—”
“There’s always a choice. I just want out of here.”
“You’ll regret this later.”
“I’ll take that risk.”
“You’ve had a rough twenty-four hours, Ms. Miller. You aren’t thinking straight.”
I all but growl at him. “Let me guess. I’m a woman and my emotions must be controlling me.”
“Because you’re human.”
“Why do you even care if I stay?” I demand, and I don’t know how or why, but the air around us shifts and thickens.
“Because I do.”
“You don’t even know me.”
“I want to know you.”
I swallow hard. “Well, I’m sure you’ll know every piece of my DNA after seven hours of being trapped here. Goal achieved.”
“Ms. Miller—”
“Stop with the Ms. Miller. I’m not your damn employee anymore. Let go of me.”
He doesn’t let go. His gaze flickers to my mouth, then lifts. “I won’t let you quit.”
“Call Natalie. I’m sure she’ll come back.”
He tugs me close, his hard body aligned with mine, and I can barely breathe. “What do you know of Ms. Duncan?”
“If you mean Natalie, she was in HR when I was.”
“There were circumstances.”
“Yeah. I get that. Believe me, I get it.”
“No. You don’t. She has nothing to do with you or us.”
Us? What does he mean, us? And why is my hand on his chest? Why can’t I move it? “I’m done. Let me go.”
“You won’t change your mind about quitting?”
“No.”
His fingers tangle into my hair, dragging me closer. “Then why would I let you go?”
Both of my hands have now found the wall of his chest, and I intend to push him away, but I just . . . don’t. “What are you doing?”
“What do you think I’m doing? Finding out if you taste as good as I think you do.” And then his lips are on mine, his tongue licking seductively into my mouth, sending erotic sensations spiraling through my body. I tell myself this is insanity. To push away. We barely know each other. I don’t even like him. Except I know it’s a lie. I know that in the short time we’ve known each other, every shared moment, every mutual look, every touch and tangled word exchange, has been leading to this.
Another lick of his tongue and I am unable to hold back a moan or the desperate need to be closer to him. I arch forward, desperate to feel him against me. Desperate to have him naked and touching me. Me touching him. Desperate to be naked and have him inside me. He is a drug, a wicked, wonderful drug that will finally be the end of my sanity if I allow him to be.
That idea sends a burst of panic and adrenaline through me, and I shove at his chest. “Stop. We can’t.”
His mouth leaves mine, and I am one part relief, one part painful need to pull him back. “Why?” he demands, and his voice is rough, affected.
“You’re my boss.”
“You quit.”
“Right. Which means I leave now.”
“You want to leave?”
No. “Yes.”
His eyes darken to deep pools of green fire and stormy torment, telling me he knows this is a mistake. He knows. I know. Why are we still here? “Tell me you really mean that and I’ll let you go,” he vows. “But just know this: If you stay, I absolutely will fuck you senseless and then do it again.”
“I . . . you . . . we can’t . . .”
“We can. I’m going to kiss you now, Kali.”
“Kali?” I whisper, unbelievably aroused by my name on his lips.
“Yes. Kali.” And then he is kissing me, his tongue caressing into my mouth, seeming to touch every intimate part of my body, stroking deep, and burning through me. Sensations roll through me, teasing my senses, torturing me with how much I want him and how wrong I know this is. But then his hand caresses my backside, pulling me closer, hard against his hips, his thick erection pressed to my belly, and I can’t remember why exactly it’s wrong. I am lost. Lost in him. Lost in what I feel, and I don’t want to let anything else in. Not the past. Not the last few hours. I don’t care anymore.
I wrap my arms around his neck, crushing my breasts to his chest, and gasp as he tears his mouth from mine. Then he is staring at me, searching my face for something I don’t understand. And I don’t know what he sees, or what he finds, but his eyes soften, and he strokes the hair from my face. “I was right. One kiss isn’t even close to enough.” His mouth comes down on mine again, and my fingers curl into the fabric of his shirt, holding on to him, willing him not to stop. This time the kiss is deeper, a dark demand that I answer willingly, eagerly, my tongue stroking against his.
Suddenly his fingers wrap my waist and he lifts me, setting me down on the wooden dining room table, spreading my legs to step between them.
“What are you doing?”
He reaches up and tugs on the front zipper of my dress. “Undressing you.”
A moment of clarity comes to me, and I grab his hand. “You need to know this changes nothing. I’m still furious about today. I don’t even know if I like you.”
“But you want me. That’s a start.”
He tugs on my zipper and I don’t stop him, my hands going to the table, trying to stabilize myself, though I’m not sure that is possible. This man is shoving my bra down and ravishing my breasts with a hot inspection that makes my sex clench and my thighs ache.
“I . . .” I pant, and forget what I was going to say. He’s cupping my breasts, pressing them together, and stroking my nipples with his thumbs.
“You what?”
“I don’t know.”
He nudges me backward. “Let me try to figure it out,” he offers, lowering his head, his dark hair tickling my chin, his tongue flicking against my nipple, sending darts of pleasure through me.
I squeeze my eyes shut, fighting for sanity, but his mouth closes down over one of my nipples, sucking deeply, and I am arching my back, offering myself to him. Silently begging him for more. It’s just been so long, I tell myself. So very long since someone touched me like this. So long since I felt like a woman. This isn’t me radiating toward men who like to hurt me. This isn’t me torturing myself. It’s him torturing me in all the right ways.
My hands go to his hair, but he slips away, going down on a knee and caressing my dress up my thighs. “Now I’m going to officially apologize for what happened today,” he vows

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Lisa Renee Jones ‘Play with Me’ Copyright 2014

“Kali!”
I hear Damion shout, but I do not stop. I spot an open elevator and slip inside moments before it closes. I hesitate only briefly, then punch the button for the office floor. If I go to my room, Damion will follow, and I will cave and let him in. I can’t talk to him until I figure out what I’m feeling. Not right now. I won’t talk to him right now.
Hugging myself, I wait for my floor, trying to stop the shaking. Damn it, I’m weak. I don’t want to be weak. The elevator dings for my floor and I exit. Dana is on the phone and waves at me, giving me a smile I just can’t return. At my desk, I all but fall into my chair and will myself not to cry. I grab a stack of mail and start opening it, trying to stay sane.
I know the moment Damion is in the lobby, the scent of him blistering my nostrils. He is like a drug. I think I’ve become that to him, too. He is risking too much for me. I have to leave here, and him, and it’s going to destroy me.
Suddenly he is standing beside me, towering over me. “Let’s go talk.”
I don’t look at him. “No. Not now.”
“Kali—”
I turn to him and snap, “Not. Now.”
“Yes,” he says, turning my chair to face him, his hands on the arms. “Now.”
“Write me up, Damion, fire me, but I am not ready to talk.”
“Hey, Kali—”
The sound of Dana’s voice makes me cringe, and I can’t even look at her. “I, uh,” she stammers from behind me, and I hear her departing steps.
“Either come with me,” Damion warns tightly, “or I’ll pick you up and carry you.”
“Don’t even think about it.”
He pulls me to my feet and drags me into his office, shutting the door and locking it. I try to escape and at least put distance between us. His hand comes down on my arm and he turns me to face him.
I blast him. “You just told the whole damn place that we’re together when we haven’t even really been together. Why would you do that? Why?”
He maneuvers me against the wall, framing my body with his. “We are together, and if you didn’t believe that, you wouldn’t have signed that notarized letter.”
“We aren’t together, and now we won’t ever be together. I have to leave. I can’t stay. I can’t let you get fired over me.”
“I won’t let you go, and I won’t get fired.”
“I had a right to privacy. Terrance should have asked permission to share my personal affairs, and don’t tell me I signed a form or I might hurt you right now. Kent and my alcoholic asshole father—who thinks if he puts ‘functional’ before the ‘alcoholic’ it’s actually acceptable—weren’t supposed to know I’m here. If I wanted them to know, I would have told them.”
“Kali—”
“And I didn’t run away from those people, like you accused me of. I chose to shut them out and be happy. This was supposed to be my place and now it isn’t. Now they know I’m here and everyone here knows about us.”
“This is your place, Kali, and I’m not letting you go without a fight.” His fingers twine in my hair, tilting my head back, forcing me to look at him. “We might be new, Kali, but we’re damn good together.”
“What about—”
“We’ll figure it out. Together, Kali. We’ll figure it out together.” And then his mouth closes down on mine, his tongue stroking past my lips, his palm molding me close to him. I try to resist, but it’s more because I feel I have to, because I should. Only I don’t want to resist this man. Not now and not since the moment I met him. I cave to my need for him, moaning as I sink into the kiss. I know we are headed for trouble, and I’ve had enough trouble. But I have not had enough of him.
I tug at his shirt, suddenly desperate to feel his skin next to mine. To know if it will feel as good as I’ve imagined it would. My fingers slide beneath the cotton material, absorbing his body heat and the warmth of taut skin over hard muscle.
His mouth trails over my cheek to my ear. “Together,” he promises again, his warm breath teasing my sensitive flesh and sending a shiver down my spine.
“Yes,” I whisper, and I don’t let myself think about trouble or tomorrow. I cling to him, arching my body into his, trying to get closer to him, afraid I will never get close enough.
He cups the back of my head, slanting his mouth over mine, kissing me deeply, passionately. Breaking only to seductively trail his lips over my jaw, my neck, my ear, and I am lost in the haze of desire.
“I want you naked,” he murmurs, tugging my dress up over my hips, and, with that, an unwelcome jolt of reality hits me.
I grab at my dress and pant, “Wait. We can’t. Not here. We could get caught.”
“The door is locked.” He turns me to face the wall, pressing my hands to it, his on top of mine, his big, wonderful body encasing me. He leans in close, his mouth at my ear. “And,” he murmurs, “if you’re still worried about getting caught, I need to do a better job of distracting you.” He tugs on the zipper of my dress, and I open my mouth to resist, only to moan as his tongue begins to follow the metal downward. And his tongue is magic burning through me, sending waves of sensations to every nerve ending I own.

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Life is hard. Life leaves you beaten, broken…alone. Then one day, a stranger touches your hand and you feel something intense, unforgettable, but yet, you want to forget. You need to forget. It’s safer than believing in things you’ve decided don’t exist. You know all about shattered promises and lost hope. You know them so much better than you know this excited, warm, wonderful feeling, and it scares you. He scares you, but he also makes you feel alive again. He makes you realize you haven’t really been living. You’re surviving and you fear he’s the one who’ll make you forget how to keep doing it. But what if he’s the one who changes everything?

About the Author:

LRJ

New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author Lisa Renee Jones is the author of the highly acclaimed INSIDE OUT SERIES, and is now in development by Suzanne Todd (Alice in Wonderland) for cable TV. In addition, her Tall, Dark and Deadly series and The Secret Life of Amy Bensen series, both spent several months on a combination of the NY Times and USA Today lists.

Watch the video on casting for the INSIDE TV Show HERE

Since beginning her publishing career in 2007, Lisa has published more than 40 books translated around the world. Booklist says that Jones suspense truly sizzles with an energy similar to FBI tales with a paranormal twist by Julie Garwood or Suzanne Brockmann.

Prior to publishing, Lisa owned multi-state staffing agency that was recognized many times by The Austin Business Journal and also praised by Dallas Women Magazine. In 1998 LRJ was listed as the #7 growing women owned business in Entrepreneur Magazine.

Lisa loves to hear from her readers. You can reach her at on her website and she is active on twitter and facebook daily.

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COVER REVEAL – FREAKSHOW BY JADEN WILKES

 

Nature concept, clouds and wind. Beautiful brunette, Healthy Long Hair and Holiday Makeup.

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Maisy York is a freak. An oddball. One of the outliers who clings desperately to the golden mean in a futile attempt to feel normal. Born with congenital analgesia, she lacks the ability to feel pain, but this seems to mean she’s unable to feel pleasure as well.

Unemployed, betrayed, and left with no other options, Maisy joins Cirque des Curiosités, a traveling circus with a heavy emphasis on the strange and exotic in order to appease the infinite curiosity of the peanut-crunching crowds.
Intending to work the concession or sell tickets, her unique oddity is quickly discovered and rockets her to the front of the house, the centre ring, the main event.
And of course there is a man. There’s always a man. A Fire Breather named Cairo with the darkest eyes and most beautiful lips she’s ever seen. She’s swept up in his intoxicating attention, his muscled arms, his tattoos, his beard and thick dark hair…
In order to prove she’s incapable of falling in love with Cairo, she accepts his dangerously seductive father’s offer to join After Dark, the erotic after hours version of the Cirque. There, her unique condition once again makes her a star, seemingly the ultimate masochist with no end to what she can handle.
But nothing in life is what it seems, and in a world built on illusion and deception, this lesson hits home with a blunt force.
When girls start to disappear from After Dark, Maisy is determined to find out what happened to them. Will she be able to uncover the truth in a world built on lies? Will her own life be put in danger in her relentless quest to slake her curiosity? And will she ever discover the truth inside herself and find a way to feel or will it be too late?
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COVER REVEAL – UNSCRIPTED BY CHRISTY PASTORE

 

Unscripted (The Scripted Series #1)
by Christy Pastore
Genre : Erotica Romance
Publication Date : December 9, 2014
Cover Design : Mayhem Cover Creations

Synopsis

“His gaze on me was intense, I couldn’t look away. I felt as if I was revealing my entire soul to him in this moment.”  
 

 

The range of emotions I had experienced with Ronan felt like a topsy-turvy spinning roller coaster. Suddenly I was awake for the first time in what felt like years. Every fiber of my being was filled with heated desire, passion, lust and fear, and all I wanted was more… more of everything, more of him. How had I just lived these past few years only going through the motions?  But, as glorious as all of this was, was I kidding myself? Could it be real? Or just a moment in time – a few days of thrilling and scary excitement rolled into one? The moment before you hit that first big drop on your favorite coaster, you fall, and then it’s over.
 
This isn’t your typical Hollywood fairy tale where the typecast ordinary girl next door meets the famous handsome actor and they fall in love. Despite the emotional and physical scars that serve as reminders of Holliday Prescott’s past, she has evolved into a strong young woman. Ronan Connolly has loved and lost, but he’s never been in love. The weight of Hollywood’s expectations and the scripted games people play have left him bruised but not broken.
 
He’s always followed everyone else’s script and she wrote her own. That was until fate swept in with other plans.
 
MATURE CONTENT
This story contains sexually explicit material and is intended for mature individuals over the age of eighteen.
 
©Christy Pastore, 2014

About the Author

Writer Christy Pastore grew up in the lakeside community of Syracuse, Indiana USA writing short stories that usually involved characters who loved to travel, had a passion for fashion and were often times swept up in boy crazy crushes.  Many of her first stores also dealt with coming of age situations with their best girlfriends.
 
Christy gave up reading books for several years, disillusioned with the annoying characters and predictable plot lines. Upon the recommendation of a friend, Christy picked up a much buzzed about popular romance novel which reminded her of why reading was such an enjoyable guilty pleasure.
Writing has been a constant in Christy’s life, leading her to create a popular fashion blog, Fashion Wrap Up. This endeavor allowed Christy to have the wonderful experience of working and collaborating with many talented models, designers, makeup artists and photographers in the Fashion Industry. While Pastore still writes about fashion and celebrity style in her spare time, her passion for story development, more specifically creative writing, publishing and content creation has taken her on a new journey and career path: Author.
 
Her debut novel, Fifteen Weekends was released in May of 2014. Her next novel, Unscripted is set to release in November 2014.
 
Additionally, Christy enjoys a nice glass of Sauvignon Blanc, a warm cup of coffee, Gummi Bears, traveling and tweeting her thoughts on her favorite TV shows.
 

 

Christy and her husband Kevin currently reside in St. Louis, Missouri in the popular Italian Neighborhood, The Hill, with their two lovable dogs and cooler than cool cat.
 
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COVER REVEAL ~ GAME (Gentry Boys #3) by Cora Brent

Game (Gentry Boys Series #3)
by Cora Brent

Publication Date: November 12

Cover Designer: Mayhem Cover Creations

 Synopsis

“What the hell did I do?  I’d gotten dirty with Chase Gentry, one of the most
crass and vulgar guys I’d ever known.  But I need him.  And I hate that I need him.” 
Stephanie…

As a bookie, I know more about money lines, pay sheets and point
spreads than any six men. I always thought I was in control until a
rotten betrayal taught me otherwise.  he price was my dignity and I
can’t bear to make any more mistakes.
 
Chase Gentry figured it would be easy to get to me. He thought I was
like every other girl, just dying to spread wide for him. I knew it was
a rotten gamble to get mixed up with a guy too smart and too hot for his own
good.  hase is destined to be as much trouble to those around him as he
is to himself. But it’s too late. He’s already won my heart.
 
Everyone around us insists that we’re wrong for each other, too intense, too
explosive. Everyone might be right.

Chase…

Gentry men aren’t supposed to be very bright. We’re big. We’re
brutal. Women can’t wait to invite us inside. I know I can have
any one of them I want any time I want.   
 
It seems unlikely that some bad-tempered chick and her New York attitude
would keep my interest but here it is. Stephanie has no idea what she
does to me. I want that girl in more ways than I can even talk about.

It should have been enough to have her and be done with it. But no
matter how volatile we are together, it’s never enough. To hell with
anyone who objects. I’m not letting her go.  

 

About the Author

I love wild romantic stories, grunge era flannel, my vintage Kenmore sewing
machine, embroidered dishcloths and absolutely everything that has to do with
1980s pop culture (i.e. leg warmers, scrunchies, big hair, early Madonna,
boom boxes, wood paneled walls, stonewash jeans, etc).
If you believe in Happily Ever After and the unique magic of a John Hughes
film, chances are I’ll love you too!!


 
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Book Release Party ~ What the Heart Desires by Kelli McCracken

 
 

 

What the Heart Desires (Soulmate Series, Book 4)

 

 

 
 
 
Torn by desire, will loving her mean the death of him?
Dylan McBride’s Seeker abilities have always kept him a step ahead
of his father. But one step isn’t enough when it comes to his wife and child.
His confrontation with his father leaves him questioning everything he knows,
from his life with Heaven, to his part in the Supreme Trinity.
Layne is growing stronger, as is his Seeker. The more time he and
Heaven share, the more he’s able to control his Keeper abilities. But when new
secrets emerge, he’s forced to face the truth, as well as the emotions he keeps
buried.
Among the death threats, constant hiding, and birth of her child,
Heaven struggles to keep the peace between her soulmate and Keeper. More lies
are exposed, threatening to destroy all that she loves. Will she be able to
deny the truth once it’s discovered, or will she give in to What the Heart
Desires?
 
 
 

 

 

 

 
 
 
 
What the Heart Wants

(Soulmate Series Book 1)

 

What the Heart Needs

(Soulmate Series Book 2)

 

 
 
What the Heart Takes

(Soulmate Series Book 3)

 
 

ABOUT KELLI
Kelli McCracken’s love affair with books
began long before she could read. She didn’t let anything stop her from
creating stories, even as a child.
That same passion still exists within her
today. She is an artist by nature, a curator of characters. Kelli
McCracken does her best to give each story and character great depth.
“It seems like all I do is write…and listen to
Layne. He’s constantly whispering something naughty in my ear, like being
dipped in chocolate. Now I want a Kit-Kat. Welcome to my zany life, where
#SanityIsOptional, romance is required, and liquor is most definitely quicker.
I love talking about my characters. Hope you like hearing about them.”
When she isn’t chasing kids, working on crafts, or sneaking off with a bottle of wine, Kelli spends her time writing.
Of course, it can’t be all work and no play. Once procrastination strikes,  you can usually find her hanging out on 
Facebook, Pinterest, or Spotify. Be sure to stop by and say hi. She loves chatting with readers.
 

 

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COVER REVEAL ~ HOPE by DAVINDA LYNN

 

Hope (The Virtues #1)
by Davida Lynn

Genre : Action/Adventure Romance

Publication Date: October 30, 2014

Cover Designer : Mayhem Cover Creations
Publisher : Your Fantasy Publishing

 

Synopsis

Hope Cantwell grew up believing things could be better. Growing up with an abusive father, she tried to teach her little brother differently. After ten years she’s back, and it’s worse than she could have thought.  He owes the wrong people money, and their only hope is her high school sweetheart who grew up to be a rough and tumble biker.

Trask Rivers is the Sergeant-At-Arms for the Rising Sons MC. He and Hope haven’t seen each other since she went off to school and he got a job as muscle for the club.  With her brother strung out on drugs and in a deep debt to the mob, Hope only has one chance: Trask.  
Rough with a dark sense of humor, Trask hasn’t lost his passion for Hope. Circumstance drove them apart, but it also drove them right back together, and the fire is still burning inside both of them.If she can convince him and the Rising Sons to help her and her addict brother, she might just keep what’s left of her family together.
 

About the Author

 
At 28, Davida has finally found the courage to write the stories she tells out loud.  

A love of romance and action meld together to create suspenseful and dramatic tales.  I love music, travel, and the power of the written word.  Steinbeck, Roberts, and MacDonald all sit side by side on my shelves of books.

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