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RELEASE DAY BLITZ ~ The Homespun Holiday by Sarah O’Rourke

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Dr. Mackenzie Daniels was a loner. He had the divorce, a far-away family, and well-known cranky persona to prove it. And if he had his way, he would continue on his loner way, in spite of the attempts of the townspeople to infiltrate his life with their irritating, so-called charming ways. That was…until he met the beautiful Nurse Millicent Robbins.

Millie Robbins had done the love and marriage thing, and all she could say was that she got a beautiful daughter out of the entire debacle. Love was not in her long-term plans when she graduated from nursing school, thank you very much….until she found herself falling head over heels for the grouchiest but most gorgeous doctor she’d ever met.

Can Mack and Millie find their way to love in spite of their histories? Can happiness actually exist for two star-crossed lovers?

Join the entire town of Paradise for a Christmas celebration of lasting love!

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“Fine. What about a favor, huh? Friends do favors for each other all the time, don’t they?” Mack volleyed smoothly, studying her. “How about you do me this favor, Millicent? You won’t deny me that, will you? Especially since you’re the one that got me into this predicament.”

“No, I suppose not. I’d be happy to spend the holidays with you and your family.”

“Same here,” he admitted softly. “Now, how do you feel about you and Paisley helping me decorate my place tomorrow? It’s Saturday. We both have the day off unless one of my patients decides to go into labor, and since nobody is that close to delivery yet, I think we’re pretty clear there. My family expects to fly into Paradise and find my home a completely undecorated mess. I’d love to knock my sister down a peg or two and surprise her with a perfectly designed Winter Wonderland. Really, this is the least you could do,” he grumbled when Millie didn’t make a peep. “Let me remind you once more that this shit is all your fault.”

“Such a sweet talker.” Millie sighed dramatically and batted her eyelashes demurely. “You sure know how to charm a girl.”

“My ex-wife used to say the same thing,” he reminisced.

You were married? For real? To a woman?” Millie gaped in stunned disbelief, unable to imagine this male as a part of a couple. Sure, she’d had her fantasies about her sexy boss. Of course she had! He was hot. Lean and muscular in all the right places. And she’d bet her right pinky toe that he was hung like a horse. But that’s where the fantasy ended. Because in addition to all she fantasized about, Mackenzie Daniels was also surly, stubborn and an all-around Gloomy Gus on most all the days that ended in Y.

“For your sake, lady, I’m going to choose not to be offended here,” Mack returned mockingly as he fought a grin. “You don’t need to look quite so astonished; I’m not exactly an ogre, Mills.”

Staring up at him, Millie took stock of the Doc’s high, chiseled cheekbones, his dimpled chin, his square jaw and his perfectly sculpted, extremely kissable lips and she had to agree. “No, definitely not an ogre,” she whispered, as her tongue darted out to lick her suddenly dry lips. “What I meant to say is that I just never imagined anyone that valued his solitude and privacy as much as you do married to anyone.”

“I do enjoy my solitude and privacy, but I’m also a guy, Millie. I do like to fuck.”

Millie nearly choked on her tongue. “Women, right?”

“Yes, women! Did you assume I was asexual? Or did you think I was gay? Do I strike you as a latent homosexual, Millie?” he asked as his steady gaze connected with her nervous one.

“N-no, but if you did swing that way, you should know that Paradise has this lovely florist that’s been looking for love in all the wrong places,” she managed to impart through her mostly frozen lips.

“He’ll have to keep lookin’ then because I’m straight as an arrow, woman,” Mack growled, his eyes skating hungrily over her pretty face.

“Doc, why are you tellin’ me this stuff?” Millie asked, trying desperately to understand where and when this new and open Mackenzie had emerged. Would she find the ‘Old Mackenzie’ collapsed at his desk in the office? Was she hallucinating? What exactly had been in her sandwich from the diner?

“That’s what friends do, right? Share and shit like that?” he asked with a careless shrug.

“I reckon,” Millie mumbled. “But maybe we should think about getting back to the office. It’s almost two and you’ve got a 2:30 with Sandy Bingham.” Honestly, she was more than a little nervous standing here with him because suddenly Mack was eyeing her like she was a steak and he was a very hungry animal. And crazily enough, she found herself not minding in the least the idea of being his meal.

Ignoring her reminder of his afternoon appointment, he kept staring at her. “So, is that a yes to spending tomorrow with me?”

“I… uh…. I guess, if that’s really what you want,” she agreed, her cheeks blushing as she tried to make herself stop fidgeting like a teenage girl being asked on her first date.

“What about tonight? Are you busy tonight?” he asked.

“I don’t think so. Why?”

“Because, you haven’t seen my place. I want to show it to you so that you can get an idea of what we’ll need. I’ll even feed you if you’ll agree to help me out,” he offered calmly.

“I…you’re sure about this?” she asked, not quite able to believe that this man was volunteering to spend time with her. Or hell, with anybody really. Mack was a loner. Everyone, including her, knew it. He’d already knocked her off her axis with the news that he’d once had a wife. Now, he was acting like — dare she even imagine it – like he was actually interested in her?

“I’m positive. And maybe tonight could be an adults-only evening since tomorrow will be kid-friendly,” he suggested smoothly.

“Uhmmm – okay,” she agreed slowly, nodding. “I’m sure my mom and dad won’t mind watching Paisley for a few hours.”

“Good,” Mack declared with a satisfied nod as he reached around Millie to open the vehicle’s door for her. “Then I’ll pick you up at your place around six. Is that enough time to get off work and get Paisley to your parents’ house?”

Millie nodded as she began to climb into the cab of the truck, her mind reeling as she tried to keep up with their conversation. Things were happening so quickly that she felt like she’d somehow fallen into an alternate universe – one where sexy-as-sin doctors wanted to spend time with her outside of work. “Yeah, that’ll be…great,” she acknowledged, her voice a little shaky. Offering him a dazed look, she shook her head.

“What?” he growled in that surly voice she knew so well.

“I don’t understand what’s happening here, Doc,” she said truthfully. “Have you just asked me out on a date?” she asked, her eyes twinkling with enthusiasm as her heart pounded in her chest.

Mack’s face flushed and he shrugged. “Why is it so important to women to label everything? We’re gonna share a meal tonight. If you wanna call it a date, I can’t stop you,” he declared before slamming the door on her reply.

“I’ll be damned,” Millie muttered to herself as she watched him slowly circle the SUV to reach the driver’s side. “It’s an honest-to-God Christmas miracle.”


BLP REVIEW ~ Tracy

The Homespun Holiday was a great fun, feel good read in the Passion in Paradise series from the Sarah O’Rourke ladies. 

I loved the grumpy Mack and his ever so patient nurse Millie. This pair were great together and add in Paisley, Millie’s daughter, they were a fab wee family unit without even realising it! 

With laugh out loud moments, this was a sweet, heartwarming Christmas tale that also had heat and passion (because it wouldn’t be a Sarah O’R story without the chemistry)
I adored out visit back to Paradise and catching up with some of the character that live there and –
fingers crossed – meeting some new potential characters for books to come!!!

I’m giving The Homespun Holiday 4*.


 

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Sarah O’Rourke is actually TWO besties who live three states apart and write at all hours of the day and night! Born and raised in the Southern United States, they are overly attached to their one-click accounts, can’t make it through the day without copious doses of caffeine, and spend way too much time on the phone with each other. Between them, they have four children and eighteen years of marriage…one to a super soldier and the other to egomaniac engineer. They hate empty chocolate wrappers and writer’s block, love to talk to readers…and oh, by the way, they write about strong, kick-ass women and hot alpha heroes!

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RELEASE TOUR ~ Last Girl by KS Thomas.

 
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AUTHOR: K.S. Thomas
 

GENRE: Contemporary Romance
COVER DESIGN: Najla Qamber Designs
CONTENT WARNING: Adult language / Mature Content
 

 


 
 
 
 
When Beatrix ‘Trix’ Daley loses her twin brother Bo in a tragic accident, she inadvertently gains his best friend, Penn, whether she wants him or not. Penn is the exact opposite of her brother. Obnoxious. Cocky. And out to sleep with as many women as possible. But he knows. He gets it. Because he lost Bo, too.
 
Penn’s been going out of his way to piss off Trix since he was six. Twenty years later, and getting under her skin is still his favorite pastime. And Bo’s still the only thing that keeps them tied together. Even if he has been dead for eight years.
 
For better or worse, Trix and Penn have been the constant in each other’s lives, and the line between love and hate continues to blur at a steady rate…but Trix is the last girl on earth a guy like Penn should fall for. So there’s no telling which side of love and hate they’ll wind up on when all is said and done. And whether they’ll wind up there, still together…or not.
 

 

 


 
Trix smells like Lucky Charms and her cherry pomegranate soap. I hate when she stands this close to me. She always makes me hungry. And not for cereal.
 
“You wanna talk about where you were when I walked in here?” I know where she was. Getting sucked in by the darkness. I’ve seen it happen often enough over the years to recognize the signs, I just can’t figure out how to stop her from going.
 
“Just thinking about starting my new job tomorrow.”
 
Liar.
 
But I’ll go along with it. For now. “Private practice this time, right?”
 
She nods, and her eyes shoot straight up again until they’re laser locked to my forehead and the work she’s doing there. “Yeah. Dr. Patterson. He’s a plastic surgeon who specializes in reparative surgeries. Does tons of pro-bono work helping families whose babies were born with birth defects.”
 
That explains her interest in working for him. Trix doesn’t do anything unless it’s for some cause or another.
 
I notice her gaze drop automatically expecting my response. It’s funny how it happens even when she’s so clearly fighting it.
 
“Sounds like your kind of doctor.”
 
I can feel her pressing down the small strips of tape over my brow. Then she steps back, examining her work. “Hope so. I interviewed with his office manager, so I haven’t actually met him yet. Kind of nervous, actually. What if he doesn’t like me? I really need this job.”
 
I rest my hands on her hips, twisting them back and forth playfully in hopes it will get her to smile.
 
“Come on, Trix. Not like you? How would that even be possible?”
 
She arches her brow skeptically. “You don’t like me.”
 
“Yeah, but that’s different.”
 
Her eyes widen and she throws her hands up at me. “How exactly is that different?”
 
“Because.” Still, I grasp her hips again and move her toward me, staring straight up into her teal eyes which are currently trying to ice me to death. “I love you, so liking you isn’t necessary.”
 
“Yeah well, I’m not sure what you feel for me is love. It’s more like hate that got so old and moldy it became unrecognizable to the point it could be easily confused for love.”
 
I smirk.
 
“You sound like you’ve put some thought into this. Are you saying that what you feel for me is nothing but old and moldy hate?”
 
She presses down on my shoulders to push herself away from me and out of the hold I keep placing on her. “Yeah. Pretty much.” Then she busies herself cleaning up the bloody gauze and leftover supplies from fixing up my face. She pauses briefly, a look on her face like she’s just thought of something. “Do me a favor and don’t pick at that. I’ll check it when I get home tomorrow and change it out if I have to. It should be fine though. Couple of days and it’ll be well on its way to healing.”
 
“Thanks.” But I don’t move. I just sit here and continue to watch her clean up. She’s back in her head, unraveling. And I can’t stop it.

 


 
 
 
 
So, Penn. You’re a single, attractive guy. Let’s jump right in with some of the more important questions. When it comes to women, what are some of the qualities you’re looking for?
 
Trix: It’s not so much their qualities as it is their parts. If they’ve got double ds and a vagina, he’s pretty much interested.
 
Penn: Shows how much you know. Shocking though it may seem to you, I actually do have some standards.
 
Trix: Name one.
 
Penn: Alright. Here’s one. They have to know how to match their damn socks.
 
Trix: Jackass.
 
Now, now you two. Let’s keep this friendly, shall we? Alright, so maybe we should approach this from another angle. Why did your last relationship end, Penn?
 
Penn (glances at Trix) : What? You didn’t want to jump in on this one?
 
She shrugs.
 
Penn: My last relationship, if you can even call it that, ended because she was a psycho who liked to watch me in my sleep.
 
I feel ya, Penn. No one likes the psycho-stalker types. Next question, lets see…okay, now that we know what you’re not into, lets talk about you. What would you say is your greatest quality?
 
Penn: My loyalty. Which some might find ironic, but the people I care about, they know I’ve always got their backs.
 
I’m sure that’s something your friends really appreciate knowing about you. One last question before it’s Trix’s turn. 
 
Penn: Shoot.
 
What is in your refrigerator right now?
 
Penn: Um, probably some water bottles, a half empty jug of OJ and a box of Pizza from Julian’s. We don’t tend to do a lot of grocery shopping at the house.
 
Trix, you’re up. Since it’s pretty apparent the two of you have a rather close, albeit rocky, relationship, what would you say is your biggest pet peeve when it comes to living with Penn?
 
Trix: You mean other than him leaving the toilet seat up? I don’t know. There’s the way he drinks and eats everything straight out of the containers. Or, the way he insists on walking around naked…yeah, I know, like what’s my problem, right?! Well, you try talking to him about day to day stuff while his junk is hanging out. It’s not all that easy.
 
No, I imagine it wouldn’t be. Although, I’m not sure I’d be complaining about it. Anyway, moving right along. What would you say is your greatest accomplishment to date?
 
Trix: I don’t know that I would call it an accomplishment, but what I’m most proud of is the work I’ve been able to do through Doctors Without Borders. It just means so much to me to be able to go out and do what I was trained to do in places where help is so lacking and so desperately needed.
 
That’s really admirable, Trix. 
 
Trix: Thank you.
 
Wow, that was some serious stuff, let’s lighten things up a bit. What would you say is your all time favorite movie.
 
Trix: Practical Magic. I could watch that movie over and over again.
 
Penn: No shit.
 
Trix: You love that movie and you know it.
 
Penn:I do NOT love that movie and YOU know it.
 
Trix: Then why do you have it memorized?
 
Penn: Oh, I don’t know. Maybe because you’ve made me watch it a hundred million times.
 
Trix: Be serious, Penn. I can’t make you do anything you don’t secretly want to.
 
Well, I get the feeling you two are getting derailed here again, so I’m going to close the interview with my last question for Trix. What is on your nightstand at this very moment?
 
Trix: On my nightstand? That would be my lamp and a framed picture of my brother,Bo, Penn and myself, taken when we were kids shortly after we started school together.
 
Where it all began.
 
Penn: You have no idea…

 


 
 

 


 
 
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BLOG TOUR ~ Shifted For Love by C. A. Tibbitts

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TITLE – Shifted For Love
SERIES – Pepper Valley Shifters #1
AUTHOR – C.A. Tibbitts

GENRE – Paranormal Romance
PUBLICATION DATE – November 1, 2015 (rerelease by Entice by Booktrope)
LENGTH (Pages/# Words) – 16,000
PUBLISHER – Entice by Booktrope
COVER ARTIST – Lori Follett at Wicked Book Covers


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ShiftedforLove-ebook-webWhat will happen when two shifters fight — over a love that has been ordained, and one that is forbidden?

Jace moved in with Fiona and her father when she was fourteen. Tall, lean, and hotter every day, he caught Fiona’s eye on day one, and she has had a crush ever since. The problem is, Jace has never looked at her as anything but a friend.

On Fiona’s sixteenth birthday, her dad announces she is going to mate a shifter she has never met when she turns twenty-one. Zane, though cute and muscled, is arrogant, older, and not at all her type.

One night, Jace finally sees Fi for the woman she has become. In a moment of weakness, he succumbs to her request for “just one kiss.” A mate’s addictive taste is something neither Jace nor Fiona can deny.

Caught by a secret past, Jace believes he will never deserve a woman like Fi. However, Fiona harbors a deep dark secret of her own, a secret that may change all of their lives.

Pepper Valley: A town where shifters, vampires and other creatures are a part of society.

They are caught … and Shifted For Love.”


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“Probably as much as it hurt me,” Jace admitted. He pulled her in for a hug, ignoring the way she batted her fists on his chest in irritation. She stared up at him, fire in her eyes, and he just wanted to kiss her.

His mouth was on hers before either of them could say another word.

She surrendered, going limp in his strong arms. His tongue swept across her lips and she opened to him, lost in the taste she had craved for so long. Her hands moved to his shirt, and he pulled away long enough to tug it over his head before continuing those amazing kisses. Her hands slid along his back, softly touching the scarred flesh.

“I want you, Fi,” Jace grabbed the hem of her dress and lifted, yanking it over her head. One sparkling comb was left dangling on the left side of her hair, and he watched her grab it and toss it across the room, unfazed. His tongue traced his bottom lip as he stared at the matching black lace bra and panties.

She reached for his belt and roughly tugged him closer, unfastening it and his pants, leaving him completely exposed to her gaze. She didn’t stare at his scars or look away in pity, she just grabbed his length and teased at the head with one bright green thumbnail as he stepped forward, leaving his pants behind. He groaned as he firmed up under her touch. He hoped not to disappoint her, since he’d never been with a woman. She was the only woman who had seen him without a shirt since his mom. The way she touched him, unashamed, he had to wonder if she’d ever been with a man, or men. He didn’t care. By the time he was done with her, she’d forget that other men even existed.


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Hi! I’m an author from the Midwestern United States. I’m an avid reader of anything romance! I’ve worked as a travel agent, nursing assistant, and a paralegal before chasing my dream of full-time writing. I love to travel, swim, cook, and I’m more than a little addicted to a certain social media website…

Currently, I write paranormal and science-fiction romance. My plan is to branch out in several romance sub-genres, but my books will always end in the infamous Happily Ever After.

Always hot, always sexy, my male characters will protect their women at all costs, and my female characters will be…I like to call it “feisty.” I believe every story and character should be unique, and it’s something I always strive to do.

Reading should be an escape from everyday life, so I hope you enjoy my version of a vacation for you!

Fun Facts about me:

1. I love birds! I have one (a parakeet).
2. I’m double-jointed, which led to teasing as a kid (which I also found funny)!
3. I have a shoe addiction! Mainly embellished flip-flops, but other kinds too (not heals, I’d break my ankles).
4. I missed a college 4.0 GPA in the very last semester when one professor gave me a B (still upset about that!)!
5. I am very OCD about certain things (see #6).
6. I have an extensive DVD/BluRay collection and it has to be kept in alphabetical order!
7. My favorite vacations involve a cruise. I’ve been on 15 so far!
8. I’m quiet and sort of shy until I get to know a person.
9. I’m quick witted and believe sarcasm is my best friend.
10. I hate hot weather.


 

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BLOG TOUR – Hooker Heels by Ryan Ringbloom

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Title: Hooker Heels
Author: Ryan Ringbloom
Genre: New Adult

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New Adult Contemporary Romance. Standalone.

 

Kenna Winston’s world revolves around money, and the men who spend it. Men are mere pawns in the game that she calls life. However, her game is about to change once she’s offered a business contract with some interesting caveats. Kenna has to decide whether she is ready to up the ante and play in the big leagues. Or decide if the proposal being offered is crossing the line, even for her. With her heels high and morals low, she wonders what will happen if her heart gets involved?

Oh that’s right, she doesn’t have one.

Zackary Knight has always had things handed to him. That’s not the life he wants. Can’t anyone see that he goes deep, that he’s more than just a shallow dollar sign? Who is this beautiful woman who just appeared on his doorstep? Is she someone he can finally open his heart up to?

Because his heart, it’s a big one.

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“Perhaps you’d care to join me.” His eyes roamed down to my legs and he took a sharp breath in through his nose. He stood and extended his hand to me. “We can discuss my business some more and then maybe we can discuss yours.”
My business. I covered my gulp with a small cough. It was crystal clear what he was insinuating and yet I accepted his hand, gracefully standing from the tall stool. That was the kind of power that came with money. And at the moment, I was powerless.
“Send another bottle up please,” he all but growled, his hand on my back ushering me in the direction of the lobby.
“Right away, Mr. Parker,” the bartender acknowledged him.
Mr. Parker. That was the name of my wealthy suitor. Good to know.
A black card was slipped into a slot in the elevator and it took off to an unmarked floor on top of the hotel.
The doors opened to a posh hallway and I followed Mr. Parker to the only room on the floor. We entered the penthouse and were greeted by a butler dressed in black tails.
“Good evening, Mr. Parker. Miss.” He nodded at me. “I have your bottle of champagne set up on the bar. Shall I pour?”
I glanced around the enormous space. There was a bar near the windows with another bottle of Dom already waiting for us. A simple gesture was made, two glasses of champagne were poured and a crystal glass was placed into my hand.
Fancy nights courtesy of a man who was attracted to me and looking for sex was nothing new. I’d received many drinks, trinkets, jewelry and more from the many disposable men who had come and gone in my life. I had incredible assets and knew how to use them to get what I wanted. Or needed.
The butler disappeared. I didn’t even see him leave. We were alone. I placed my empty glass down on the bar. Time to work my magic and see what it would get me.
Hmm, what was Mr. Parker’s fantasy?
Figuring out a man’s desires was my gift. It was a talent I had perfected.
Once again, I found Mr. Parker admiring my long legs. They were toned and perfectly tanned. A winning combination that I learned early on stilettos accentuated even more.
I reached forward and pulled on his blue silk tie, walking backwards, leading him seductively over to a pristine white sofa. I gave a playful push, seating him in front of me. His eyes opened wide in lustful admiration.
I expertly unzipped my dress in one quick motion and let it fall. He groaned and leaned back. I hid a smile at his predictable reaction and stepped free, kicking the garment to the side. If I was wearing a bra or panties, I would have removed them next but… oops look at that, I wasn’t wearing any.
This left me standing tall in nothing except my heels.
My hooker heels.

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Expectations are as follows:
Spend a minimum of two hours with client daily, not to exceed four hours.
Not too bad. I expected it to be longer. Those were part-time hours.
No money or gifts valued over $100.00 are to be accepted from the client.
That sucked.
All payments will be made through a personal account set up in the employee’s name.
Direct deposit. Perfect.
Sexual advances are to be met with believable enthusiasm.
Believable enthusiasm. Like faking it? No problem there.
Discretion is mandatory.
No shit. For him and me both.
Employee is to cease any romantic encounters with anyone other than the client until the contract ends.
No other men for now. Fine with me. I could use a break.
The contract expires after six months.
I finished reading. “What happens after the six months are up?”

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She let out a long throaty moan and I noticed the strange way she was positioning herself. A closer look made me realize she was lining herself up with the jet stream coming from the side of the tub.
So when she said let me take care of everything, she literally meant everything. Not gonna happen. I pushed the button on the tub. The sound of the reverberating water dulled down to nothing. Kenna opened one eye in question.
“I know what you were doing. The tub is not going to do my job. At least not while I’m in it with you.”
“Oh.” She pulled her bottom lip in and bit down. Her hands stayed wrapped in place but motionless. “So, should I stop?”
“No. You definitely should not.” I cleared my throat. “We can finish what was started in here, then I’ll take my time in returning the favor. Me, not the tub.”
The fast firm pace of her hands showed her enthusiasm for my offer. In the still water, I had a perfect view of all of her. Every perfect inch. One of her hands continued to stroke in an increasingly faster rhythm while the other one explored a few nearby places. I gripped the side of the tub, holding on for dear life.
She cupped. She rubbed. Her hand dipped lower. And then her pinky….

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