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Thursday, August 31, 2017
Virtual Book Tour: The Sullivans Boxed Set by Bella Andre
Beyond The Rules by Anna del Mar
scorched in places, so Tanner lent me a black T-shirt and helped me into the
single pair of panties I owned, fresh out of the dryer. I was clean and my hair
was combed and almost dried. My knees were still shaking from the orgasm, but
on the upside, I didn’t have to walk far. Aiden insisted on carrying me down
the stairs. The smells of bacon and biscuits scented the house and sent my
stomach into a growling fit.
his broken eyebrow. “Hungry?”
“Starving.”
stool by the kitchen island and went over to the huge fridge. “We’ve got you
covered.”
the last time someone said that to me?
up over the discreetly paneled door that slid aside to reveal Tanner, leaning
on his crutches, shuffling out of the elevator. “Ready to chow?” He winked at
me and then joined Aiden and Zar at the kitchen counter, picking out cutlery
from one of the drawers.
excellent view of three very nicely built backsides, broad shoulders, tapered
waists, asses chiseled from granite. Holy hell. These hunks made menial kitchen
work look like a sexy, seductive dance.
burning face with my bandaged hand. “Can I help with something?”
Tanner said. “Sit tight.”
stove, firmly in charge of some gigantic omelets, plus a pan of bacon and the
biscuits he maneuvered out of the oven. A distinguished touch of silver frosted
his fair hair at the temples. It had to be premature gray, because he was
otherwise too young and fit. Or else he worried too much. Yeah, that could be.
his shoulder. His eyes were startling. His irises were a shocking color, azure
flecked with Lapis. I couldn’t decide whether his gaze reminded me of the
oldest glaciers in the world or the flame’s hottest fire. A million questions
gleamed in his stare. He considered me as if he was debating whether he should
send me to the corner or spank me. If I had a choice, number two, please.
The name suited him to perfection. It had gravitas. It also matched his
demeanor, down to the hard edges of his powerful body. It occurred to me that,
in another life, I could’ve been the steel to his flint and we would’ve made
lots of sparks. Dream on, girl. Like that could ever happen.
the last of the omelets to the plates and Aiden plunked a cup of tea in front
of me, Earl Grey with lots of cream. Before I had time to ask Aiden how he’d
known exactly what I liked in my tea, Tanner picked up the mug and tipped it
against my lips. I took a deep draft, enjoying the sweet heat that warmed my
stomach and spread to the rest of me. The four of us sat at the kitchen
counter, facing our loaded plates. After examining my right hand, I was about
to give the utensils a try, when Aiden beat me to the fork.
you needed me.” He speared a chunk of eggs and lifted them to my lips. “You
need me.”
sweet. Panty-melting cute. “Thanks,” I mumbled through a mouthful. Had I died
and gone to heaven?
food, enjoying every bite, studying the men as I did. These guys were military
or ex-military, like my brother had been. They spoke, moved, and acted like
trained warriors. Tanner had admitted to training as a corpsman and Aiden had
mentioned they’d designed the house while they were on deployment. I had to get
to Ulysses, but I couldn’t help being fascinated by the remarkable trio that
had taken me in.
at Tanner. At six feet or so, he was the shortest of the three, tall to my five
foot five. Fit and compact like a soccer player, he was a head-turner. The
striking contrast between his smooth, dark olive skin and his light green eyes
gave him an exotic flair that conjured images of distant shorelines, sun-kissed
dunes, and fabulous spice markets.
question that Tanner appealed to me. What he’d just done to my body challenged
my skepticism at every level. With his chiseled chin, his body’s perfect
proportions and his hair, cropped in a clean, sharp cut that spiraled from the
cowlick at the back of his head, he should be strutting some runaway in Milan.
to Aiden. His size alone should’ve made him lumber and yet when he moved, he
did so elegantly and efficiently, as if he’d trained his body to function in a
world that didn’t always fit him. Aiden looked like a basketball player. Or an
Olympic swimmer. The scar that nicked his eyebrow gave character to his face
and the curls and facial scruff added a roguish touch that reminded me of
pirates and Vikings. I bet he’d taken a few shield maidens to Valhalla.
Zar, downing his food with automatic precision. Height-wise, he was somewhere
in between Tanner and Aiden, but he was built like an NFL linebacker. His
muscular neck was made to carry the weight of a dangerous world. His solid pecs
could serve to bulldoze entire armies. His thighs were as brawny as the beams
that held up the house. When he glared at me as he was doing now, I had to
repress an impulse to kneel at his feet and ask for mercy.
in you to talk?” He set down his fork and nailed me with his skull-piercing
gaze. “The sooner we deal with this, the better.”
I needed to get back on track.
The Rules are available here: http://www.annadelmar.com/pages/excerpt_beyond.html
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Vigor by J.C. Valentine book blitz
Vigor
J.C. Valentine
(Spartan Riders #3)
Publication date: August 29th 2017
Genres: Adult, Romance, Suspense
USA Today and International bestselling author J.C. Valentine is back with the latest in her electrifying, dangerous, and provocative world of the Spartan Riders MC…
After escaping an abusive marriage, Spartan Riders bartender Ginger “Red” Mercury is determined to live life on her own terms. When the club’s VP declares her untouchable and stakes his own claim on her, she finds herself ready to wage war.
A year after inoculating the threat from notorious cartel leader Ricky Cruiz, Garrick “Repo” Stone, the last-standing original member of the Spartan Riders MC, has his focus on something else: monogamy. Having decided to settle down and take an ol’ lady, he has his sights set on Red…and he has his work cut out for him if he hopes to win her.
When a new threat makes itself known, threatening everything the brothers stand for and care about, they’re left scrambling to find out who’s behind it before it’s too late. With the high-stakes game of war looming over them, will Red be able to open her heart to love before outside forces pull her and Repo apart?
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EXCERPT:
The bastard had fallen asleep on her couch. Ginger glared daggers at his skull, willing him to wake up before she resorted to violence. He couldn’t sleep there!
But he was also so peaceful looking, she couldn’t bear to wake him.
Oh, the struggles of a single, horny woman!
The options were many, including but not limited to, hitting him over the head with a throw pillow. But that handsome face, so gentle and sweet in repose, was killer on her heartstrings. There was only one answer to why she was even debating it, and it was that she was going soft.
How many men had she kicked to the curb over the years? Dozens. Granted, they’d all been at the compound, because she flat out refused to allow men into her apartment, but still. A room was a room, and personal space was personal space.
And Repo was Repo.
Correction: Garrick.
He was a stubborn fool on his best day, and besides…she liked him. Kind of. Maybe.
Okay, she did. A lot.
But he didn’t have to know that!
She found herself staring at his mouth. Those shapely lips, outlined by a beard so soft and white it often earned him references to Santa Claus, had been between her legs last night, giving her such pleasure she’d thought she’d go blind.
The memory itself gave her shivers.
She shouldn’t, but she wanted more.
Touching her own fingers to her lips, she remembered the way his felt on hers, and even further back to when his body had had hers. They’d been together multiple times over the years, but none were as memorable as that one night so long ago. It was so hard not to relive it, and she’d spent years trying. The problem was, Garrick was a man who left an impression. Everywhere he went. It was the reason so many women fell to their knees before him—literally. Once you had a taste of Garrick Stone, everyone else was a poor substitution.
Author Bio:
J.C. Valentine is the USA Today and International bestselling author of the Night Calls and Wayward Fighters Series and the Forbidden Trilogy. Her vivid imagination and love of words and romance had her penning her own romance stories from an early age, which, despite being poorly edited and written longhand, she forced friends and family members to read. No, she isn't sorry.
Living in the Northwest, she has three amazing children and far too many pets. Among the many hats she wears, J.C. is an entrepreneur. Having graduated with honors, she holds a Bachelor's in English and when she isn't writing, you can find her editing for fellow authors.
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Winter Signs by Sarah Gai blitz
Winter Signs
Sarah Gai
(Season Named, #2)
Publication date: August 31st 2017
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance
‘She may not hear, but her world is far from silent’
Winter Harris had everything she ever thought she needed–a soulmate, a best friend, and the one person in this entire world who made life worth living. He was her everything–until he was ripped from her life.
Nolan Reed never thought he would lose his heart the first day at his new school, but he had no choice the moment he laid eyes on Winter Harris. The only problem was, she wasn’t his to love.
When a tragedy occurs, lives are changed in ways they can never come back from. Will the years gone by be enough to fix the shattered pieces of Winter’s heart? Can Nolan ever be enough to help heal it?
‘A delicately handled heartache, that will leave you breathless and thinking about it long after you have finished reading’
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Author Bio:
So this is me in short. I'm plus size and completely adorable (or so my husbands tells me) A momma of three princes who light my world. I drink way too much coffee, chocolate is a staple. I love to write after midnight and my love for short stories will never fade. With such a limited amount of time to enjoy quiet writing, I have mastered the skills of fitting a lot into a small amount of pages. Humour keeps me smiling and well.. if you've read my books you'll know that I put a lot of myself into the characters. And to answer your questions. My best friends and I forgot the part about growing up and love every minute of it. Aside from writing I also run a publication IndieLove Magazine, promoting Indie Awesomes from a range of fields and professions. Check it out at www.indielovemagazine.com
In 2017 I will be saying goodbye to Chick lit for a while and heading into Contemporary Romance. I hate to be put in a box! Join my street team at www.sarahgai.com and come have some fun!
Love to all xo.
Wanting to write for all the women out there who want a good short read about strong friendships, romance and body positive, love the skin you're in kind of fiction. Check out http://Facebook.com/sarahgaiauthor or www.sarahgai.com
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