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Excerpt Tour: Intimate Journeys by SS Hampton Sr
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Dead Blue Sea by Erin Hayes blitz
Dead Blue Sea
Erin Hayes
(The Berkano Vampire Collection)
Publication date: November 6th 2017
Genres: Adult, Paranormal, Post-Apocalyptic
Point Break meets Buffy in post-apocalyptic Cape Town, South Africa.
They say that surfing used to be a way of life.
In Devil’s Bay, it’s the only way to survive.My name is Carlyle. I’m a water witch who protects the fishermen of my village from the danger beneath the waves. My days are spent on my longboard saving everyone from the fins. My nights are spent dreaming of something more than my small village isolated from the outside contact by cliffs and jagged peaks.
Then a storm strikes out of the blue, and, well, I wipe out. When I wake up, I’m on the other side of the bay surrounded by vampires who want to see me dead. Major bummer.
Only Kopano, an outcast of the fangers, seems to take pity on me. You see, Kopano also spent his nights dreaming of something more, and he thinks I hold the key. The only catch? To find the truth, we’ll have to face the dead blue sea.
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EXCERPT:
“There’s some sort of irony,” I grumble, “in being sensitive to sunlight but also having to be outside during the day. Every damn day.”
She shrugs. “Do you want me to go tell the sharks to stop being nocturnal and hunt during the day?”
I snicker. “Aw, could you? Because then the fishermen could do their thing at night. And we could all avoid the sun like good, self-respecting, UV-sensitive witches.”
She chuckles darkly. “Ag, if only! But this is what we signed up for.”
I flick some sea water her way, and she squeals in mock-shock. “I signed up for this?”
Her smile falters. “Well, your mother did. But you’re still out here.”
Not that I really have any choice in the matter. It’s what’s best for the village, and there’s no denying that. I’m the best remaining water witch—if I suddenly stopped, we all knew that fishermen would lose their lives, food would become scarce in my village, and my own sense of self-preservation would be to blame.
Stuck between a shark and a wet place, I guess.
Author Bio:
Sci-fi junkie, video game nerd, and wannabe manga artist Erin Hayes writes a lot of things. Sometimes she writes books.
She works as an advertising copywriter by day, and she's an award-winning New York Times Bestselling Author by night. She has lived in New Zealand, Hawaii, Texas, Alabama, and now San Francisco with her husband, cat, and a growing collection of geek paraphernalia.
You can reach her at erinhayesbooks@gmail.com and she’ll be happy to chat. Especially if you want to debate Star Wars. You can also sign up to her newsletter and get her free starter library.
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Her Dear and Loving Husband by Meredith Allard
lovingly into the eyes of a man, though I cannot see his face because it is
featureless, like a blank slate. We are standing in front of a wooden house
with narrow clapboards, and there are diamond-paned casement windows and a
steep pitched roof with two gables pointing at the laughing, hidden moon. I am
certain I hear someone singing sweet nothings to us from the sky. From the
light of the few jewel stars I can see the halo of his hair, like the halo of
an angel, and even if I cannot see his eyes I know they look at me, into me. I
stand on my toes, he is much taller than me, and I point up my face and he
kisses me. As the warmth of his lips melts into mine, making me weak from the
inside out, I feel my knees give from the thrilling lightness his touch brings.
I know the face I cannot see is beautiful, like the lips I feel. His hands
press me into him, clutching me closer, closer, unwilling to let me go. I grip
him with equal strength, wishing he would carry me inside, yet I cannot bring
myself to break our embrace.
leave you ever,” he whispers in my ear. I promise him the same.
how I have been so fortunate to have this man in my life, but here he is,
before me, wanting me. I am overcome with the joy of him.
Revealing Bella by Alexis James blitz
Revealing Bella
Alexis James
(The Moran Family, #4)
Publication date: November 7th 2017
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance
Choices define you.
Choices dictate your future, your happiness.
Choices can forever change the person you thought you were.A college party gone horribly amiss will forever change the life of Isabella “Bella” Moran. She hides her secrets from everyone, especially her overprotective family. She confides in no one. She does whatever she has to do to portray herself as the happy eldest sister of the five Moran siblings.
Jace Austin is instantly intrigued by the dark haired beauty. Even though she is icy and mistrustful, he somehow manages to earn her friendship. The passion between them comes easy, but Bella is content keeping her life completely separate. She’s happy with the status quo. She’s comfortable in a world where trust doesn’t come easy and guarding her heart is the norm.
Not Jace.
He wants more. He wants it all.
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Other books in The Moran Family series:
-Book 1, “Saving Cruz”
-Book 2, ‘Taming Marco”
-Book 3, “Breaking Roman”
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EXCERPT:
My eyes slowly drift open to gaze around the room.
I don’t feel so good.
My heart thumps frantically in my chest when I realize I have no idea where I am. A few things look familiar, but I’m definitely not in my own dorm room. On the wall I recognize a pennant sporting the school colors of the college I attend. There’s a football jersey like the many that traipse around campus day after day. The ball cap that sits half on half off the dresser looks oddly familiar too. But the room itself? Try as I might, I can’t recall ever being here before.
Noises come from outside the closed bedroom door. Lots of male laughter and some over-enthusiastic shouting. Some giggling too, though that is decidedly female. With all the loud techno music, it sounds like a party. Whatever the case may be, this is not my usual scene. I’m much too shy and naïve to ever be a part of this raucous crowd.
My stomach rolls violently when I sit up. I slam my hand over my mouth, as if the gesture will halt the surge of vomit waiting at the back of my throat. The sheet slides down my body and cool air hits my bare skin. A cursory look down and I simultaneously cringe and groan. I’m completely naked.
Another wave of nausea. Forcing myself to stand, I look around for my clothes. I stumble around the unfamiliar room trying to shake off the dizziness. My shorts are tossed onto the floor, panties nowhere in sight. I locate my T-shirt over the arm of a chair, my bra on the opposite side of the bed. Whatever happened in this room—and I have a fairly good idea what that was—I sure as hell don’t remember much of it.
Author Bio:
Alexis James lives on the beautiful Central California coast. When she’s not spending time with her hubby of almost 30 years or her amazing kids, you can find her tapping away on the computer. She loves reading, spending time with family, reading, camping, reading….and writing too! She enjoys a good date night, an inexpensive glass of wine, and any story that can make her smile and/or cry.
Alexis’s first novel, “Losing Faith”, was released in September 2014. Her second novel, “Loving Emma”, is a standalone, though it does feature some characters from “Losing Faith”.
She invites you to visit her author pages on Facebook and Goodreads, and her website: alexisjamesauthor.com. You can also follow her on Twitter (@alexisjames27) or you can email her at: alexisjamesauthor@gmail.com.
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Head On: Strength and Love by S.R. Jones blitz
Head On
S.R. Jones
(Strength and Love)
Publication date: November 1st 2017
Genres: Adult, Romance, Suspense
Ethan:
I pleasure women for money. I use sex to make my living, where before I used violence. But then I meet her. Isla.
The first moment I see her, I know she’ll be trouble. She wants me and I want her, but we are far too different for it to be more than a fling. So I tell her: “We meet this thing between us head on, and then we move on.”
Simple.
Until it isn’t.
Isla:
He scares me. He challenges me. And he makes me dizzy with desire. But Ethan Foston will be my downfall if I let him. He’s burrowed his way under my skin and so I agree to his terms, one night. A fling. Nothing more. But there are people out to get both of us, and the more we try to keep our distance, the more entangled we become.
We had a deal: head on, then move on.
But moving on is hard to do when you’re falling in love.
**Warning – Head On contains adult themes. Not intended for readers under the age of eighteen. Trigger warning for violence and consensual non-consent. This is not a dark romance, but it is romantic suspense and therefore it does contain adult and dark-ish themes in places.**
“You smell of roses.” It comes out like an accusation.
She juts her chin at me. “I like it. I know some people think it’s old fashioned, but my mum used rose perfume and now I do, too. I like to smell like her.”
“Rose by name, rose by nature, eh?” And I tell myself to shut up.
“I know what you think of me? Naïve, stupid. A boring, silly virgin.”
“Stop.” I take her chin in my hand, and it’s tiny. “I don’t think you’re stupid, or silly. Naïve? Maybe a little, but that’s no bad thing.”
“It isn’t?” She sounds genuinely curious.
Christ, she doesn’t know the half of it. This world is so jaded. Full of bitter, bored people who know it all. She’s nothing like them. Simply being in her presence makes me feel younger, less used up and worn out. And those are the reasons I need to walk away from her right now. I’m thirty-two and she’s only twenty-one. She’s a virgin and I’m a whore. Literally. I’ve killed with my bare hands, and she’s one of the gentlest souls I’ve ever met.
But I can’t do it. I’m a selfish bastard, and for one moment, I want to lose myself in something better than me. I keep hold of her chin, and lower my face.
The moment my lips meet hers my world changes. I breathe her in and taste her and I’m lost. And she whimpers against me.