The Battle of the Brains, Michelle Graves – Release Blitz

 

The Battle of the Brains
The Misadventures of Maggie Moore #2
Publication Date: April 29, 2016
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance, Humor

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Maggie Moore is leaving small-town south Georgia behind to embrace adulthood on her own in big-city Atlanta.

Finding inspiration in the unique people she’s met covering obscure sporting events, Maggie decides it’s time to fill her life with adventure – just as soon as she figures out how to cut ties with good ol’ Murphy, and his pesky laws, once and for all.

Naturally, the universe has different plans.

Before she even sets out to cover her next big story, Maggie is bombarded with old wounds and new insecurities, forcing her to choose between the reality in front of her and the promise of a dream just out of reach.

Channeling the hard-fought lessons of her Dad, Maggie struggles against the seemingly insurmountable force that is her troublesome partner, learning the hard way that things are never as easy as you think they’ll be.

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This Book Contains: 1- Novella, 1-Short Story, and 1-Full-length novel!

Maggie Moore has been put on notice: Find a new place to live and a life for that matter.

Spurred on by her mom’s ultimatum, Maggie sets out to fulfill her dream of Life & Style Stardom, a la Martha Stewart. After a colossal failure on her first assignment, which has nothing to do with crafting or curtains by the by, she finds herself fighting to save her career.

Far from home, and struggling with the aftermath of a family death, Maggie’s already hard fought lifelong battle with Murphy, and his pride-stealing Laws, kicks into high gear. Her enigmatic world-renowned photo journalist currently sporting a chip-the-size-of-Mount-Rainier on his shoulder might have something to do with it.

Determined to succeed despite numerous bumps along the way, Maggie throws herself – quite literally – into the heart of her assignments as she travels across the country, unlocking the oddities of various obscure sporting events and surviving the World’s Most Difficult Partnership along the way.

About Michelle Graves

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Michelle Graves is a self-proclaimed nomad, moving every two to three years with her husband the Army man, her beautiful daughter, and a fat tailless cat named Torri. When she is not writing away trying to purge her mind of yapping characters she can be found entertaining her daughter, attempting to craft (whilst trying not to injure herself with the glue gun), baking yummy treats, or reading. She admits to having a restless spirit and forces her family to go out on adventures whenever possible. They lovingly play along.

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Love Fortunes and Other Disaster, Kimberly Kiralius – Book Review

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22718710In the tradition of Alice Hoffman’s Practical Magic, one girl chooses to change her fortune and her fate by falling in love.

Love is real in the town of Grimbaud, and Fallon Dupree has dreamed of attending high school there for years. After all, generations of Duprees have successfully followed the (100% accurate!) love fortunes from Zita’s famous Love Charms Shop to happily marry their high school sweethearts. It’s a tradition. So she is both stunned and devastated when her fortune states that she will NEVER find love.

Fortunately, Fallon isn’t the only student with a terrible love fortune, and a rebellion is brewing. Fallon is determined to take control of her own fate—even if it means working with a notorious heartbreaker like Sebastian.

Will Fallon and Sebastian be able to overthrow Zita’s tyranny and fall in love?

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Okay, so I’ve gotta be a little truthful here. Thing is, I only picked this novel up because I LOVED the cover! Yes, I so did that. Even though it’s a reading faux pas. But, how can you not? This is such a beautiful, beautiful cover. I fell in love. It was love at first sight. Really, it was.

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And, I’m so glad I did. Because, the story is even better than the cover. Yes, it is. No, I’m not lying. I promise. I absolutely, completely adored it! It is so, so beautiful. And different. I can safely say that I have never read a story quite like this. Which is why reading this story makes me all sorts of happy.

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This is the story of a girl who is supposedly fated to never have love in her life and how she fights the obstacles in her determination to prove that wrong. She makes friends along the way and does actually fall in love. The only question is, will the one she loves, love her back? Because, it is as good as set in stone that her love shall never be requited.

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I must say, I absolutely, absolutely love the dialogue in this story. It’s so beautiful and heartwarming to read such amazing, amazing words. I really, really love it.

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This was literally my reaction every few minutes into the book because I just loved, loved, loved what was happening. I just absolutely adore this. I cannot stress it enough. There aren’t words enough in the English language to tell you how much I LOVE THIS! ❤

It is just so, so amazing. From the plot to the setting and the character and the scenes and then the dialogue and everything else that you can think of is amazing. It’s amazingly written. With a plot so engaging, the amazing writing only adds so much more to an already amazing story. Kim is a phenomenal writer. I mean it. She could take the most mundane of plots and make it interesting, is what I feel.

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I think that this story is kickass. Like totally, completely, amazingly kickass. It is just so, so amazing. It’s super duper kickass. It seriously is.

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Now, coming to the characters. We’ll start with Fallon. She’s the cutesy girl next door who is super excited to start high school and who’s looking forward to finding the love of her life using a love charm just like the rest of her family has been doing for generations.

But, of course, stuff doesn’t go the way she’s planned and she ends up with a fortune that pretty much dooms her love life forever. But, Fallon isn’t ready to leave love to chance. Not at all. She believes that it’s her life and her choice and she makes her life, not some piece of paper. So, of course, she rebels.

Her character is really, really well written. It’s complex and straightforward and uptight and cool and relaxed and confident and self doubting all rolled into one. She’s smart and she’s determined. She’s unafraid and she loves the heck out of her friends and family. She’s always there for them when needed. She’s always there to lend a shoulder to cry on or an ear to listen when her friends talk to her about their lives and whatever issues they may be having. She has such an amazing heart. She’s kind and beautiful and pretty and loving and just so, so great.

Her character just makes you feel so nice when you read her.

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 When you talk about Sebastian, well there are no freakin’ shit words. I LOVE HIM. I ADORE HIM. HE IS AMAZING. It was just so, so , so amazing to read him and see him come to life on page. It really, really was. Taking him on face value, he may come off as a dick and a player and a douchebag. But, as you get to know him, you unearth so many layers of this one boy. He’s sweet and kind and loving and really, really lonely. It makes my heartbreak on reading about him. He just needs a hug. A HUGE HUG and someone telling him that they love him because he is an amazing person. He is. He really is. He’s so, so, so freaking smashing. He is such a gem of a person. I love him. I love how his story unfolds in the book and how he comes out of everything that is wrong in his life.

There aren’t enough words to tell you how much I love him. But, I’m gonna try. So, what I’m gonna tell Sebastian if I ever get a chance to meet him, I’m gonna ask him to marry me. Straight up. I promise. That is how much I love him.

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But, it’s not just the main characters who are so amazing in this story. All the supporting characters are equally well written. They’re so perfect. Their presence in the story is not ancillary and they’re also important to plot and take the story forward. That is something that I really, really like. Like, it’s not just the MCs who are important and doing all the work, but the side characters have a chance to shine. And that, is very much appreciated.

All in all this book is all sorts of amazing and you have to, have to, have to read it! I am just about to start the sequel and I AM SO EXCITED FOR IT!

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28595852In Kimberly Karalius’s First Kisses and Other Misfortunes, two boys discover that true love is harder than it looks, even in the charming town of Grimbaud, in this lovely novella from the author of Love Fortunes and Other Disasters.

Nico is worried. Again. After freeing Martin from the illegal love charms of his evil ex-girlfriend, Nico was sure that their love would be the perfect romance he’d been waiting for. But it’s been months and Nico’s still waiting for his first kiss. Between Martin’s dedication to student government and Nico’s responsibilities at his family’s tourism business, there’s been no time for romance or kisses. Fortunately, the Canal Festival is coming up and like all Grimbaud events, it will be filled with romance…especially the Water Parade, Nico’s favorite part. And this year, Nico will be the captain of his own small boat! It’s the perfect opportunity for a romantic (and hopefully kiss-filled) date with his boyfriend. There’s just one small problem: Martin is afraid of drowning. Will Nico’s dreams of a romantic first kiss be sunk before they are even launched?

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Aspiring love charm maker Hijiri Kitamura was excited to come back to Grimbaud for her sophomore year-until she learns about the upcoming charm making competition. Grimbaud has just started to recover from the tyranny of Zita’s love fortunes and it would be too easy for the winning charm maker to take Zita’s place. The only solution is for Hijiri, with the support of her friends and fellow rebels, to win the contest herself.

Unfortunately, that’s easier said than done, especially when Love itself has decided to meddle in Hijiri’s life. Concerned that it’s favorite charm maker has given up on finding a boyfriend of her own, Love takes matters into its own hands and delivers the perfect boyfriend to her in a giftwrapped box…literally.

Get ready to be charmed by this magical, quirky sequel to Love Fortunes and Other Disasters by Kimberly Karalius.

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7205246Kimberly Karalius is the author of LOVE FORTUNES AND OTHER DISASTERS and its forthcoming sequel LOVE CHARMS AND OTHER CATASTROPHES (May 2016). If you gave her a wish bone, she would wish fervently for snow in Florida. Her love for 90s cartoons (or any cartoons, really) knows no bounds. She might be the only person you know who can be completely engrossed in watching silent films. Being in Florida certainly has one big perk: going to Disney World. Which she does. Frequently.

Kimberly holds an MFA in fiction from the University of South Florida. Her fiction has appeared in literary journals such as Luna Station Quarterly, The Medulla Review, and Hogglepot. Her chapbook, POCKET FOREST, was published by Deathless Press in August 2013.

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Twelve Hours in Paradise, Kathryn Berla – Book Review

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29902036Twelve hours, thirty-six questions, and a chance to fall in love… It’s the last day of Dorothy Patmont’s family vacation. Soon, she must head back to Reno, where all that waits for her is the cold and the snow. To top it all off, her brother, Chester, acted like a little jerk and ate one too many cookies from the sample jar in the cookie store. But his antics have an unexpected benefit-attracting the attention of an intriguing boy who could change her life forever. Treats can be sweet, but love is sweeter still… Arash Atkinson, fluent in four languages and an adventurous soul, is in Waikiki for a high school band competition. When he meets Dorothy, he realizes their time together is limited. “Come out and play,” he texts her. A night of romantic adventure ensues, and Arash discovers an app that claims it can make people fall in love after answering thirty-six questions in each other’s presence. With each question asked, their stories and feelings continue to unfold. But with every hour that passes they’re more at risk of being found out-Dorothy, by her parents, and Arash by his school chaperone. And then Arash gets the dreaded phone call-he has been discovered missing from his room, and must return immediately. Can they finish the questions before facing their consequences? When time is running out, true love cannot wait. What Arash and Dorothy have is beyond special, something that comes along once in a lifetime, and begins with Twelve Hours In Paradise…but can it survive the trials of the real world?

 

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This story is just so… *sighs* An amazing feel – good romance for those of you looking for a light hearted read with the swoons. This book has the capability of lifting your mood infinitesimally and bringing a huge smile to your face. It’s smart and cute and adorable and beautiful and breathtaking. All at once.

But one day not too long ago, from the time the sun set to when it rose again, my entire life was contained within twelve precious hours.
Reflected back at me through a boy’s eyes.
Sampled by his lips.
Held tightly in his arms.

See, swoons? It is beautiful. The way the emotions of these two teens have been described is beautiful and heartwarming. You want them to be happy. You want them to be together. This book makes you route for them from the very beginning.

“I’ve met this girl, you see. A young lady. And she’s everything I’ve ever dreamed…what I’m trying to say is that she has all the qualifications for a fellow adventurer and I’m currently on an adventure with her. It’s too late to turn back now.”

The story begins with Dorothy meeting Arash at a hotel. They get talking when Arash returns Dorothy stuff that she left behind at one of the counters. They exchange numbers and then later in the night, Arash calls Dorothy to accompany him on an adventure to which she readily agrees. They decide that their adventure will be answering thirty six questions to each other which when answered in the presence of the other is guaranteed to make you fall in love with them. What happens that night changes their life for forever.

“I would be calm, naturally. Peaceful. Or maybe not, I take that back. On the contrary, my senses would be fully engaged and heightened to their maximum potential. I’d see everything and hear everything all around me, no matter where I was. I’d recognize it as the art and music of life. I’d taste the sweetness of a piece of fruit as if for the first time. A soft breeze would caress me and ruffle my hair like someone’s fingers massaging my scalp.”

These questions make them look into themselves. Make them think about what they want in life and what they’re doing to achieve it. These answers uncover their dreams and their desires and their fears. Of course, with the unearthing of the person they really are, it becomes sort of impossible to not fall in love.

“If we were characters in a book, or a movie or TV show, everything would work out perfectly and we’d live happily ever after.”

Throughout the story, these characters make you laugh, cry and just be happy about everything in your lives. They make you feel content and happy and lighthearted. They make you want to seize the day, to make your life what you want it to be. They make you believe that this is all you have and this is the life that you need to use to do everything you’ve ever dreamt off, because when are you going to do that?

“I want to live my life like there’s no hereafter. I can’t imagine anything as beautiful as what we have here, even with all the pain that comes with it. Look around you. This is already heaven. This is paradise.”

It is such a beautiful story. It really, really made me feel something. These two people are just teenagers, but their outlook on life and the way they think things makes you question your thoughts. It compels you to be the best version of you, to think things through before you make a decision.

“Like what it means to live entirely within a night like this. Take a chance. Be alive in the fullest sense of the word.”

What I love most about this book how it comes to a full circle. the way it ends is exactly the way it began, and yet the story has happened. It changed the lives of the characters.

This is an amazing story that I would recommend to anyone who wants to fall in love with falling in love. This is your perfect story come alive. Go, read!

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The Carver, Jacob Devlin – Cover Reveal

Happy Cover Reveal day! Today we are revealing the cover for our upcoming YA Fantasy THE CARVER by Jacob Devlin. This book is an amazing fairy tale retelling that takes you on an adventure with some of your favorite fairy tale characters’ children–with none other than Peter pan to lead the way! Add it to your Goodreads now, sign up for the awesome promotions ahead (like getting your hands on an ARC–available now!), and join us at the Facebook Cover Reveal Party! You can also preorder a signed copy from our website. Mark your calendars 7/19/16!

 

The past is in his carvings. The future is in his hands.



THE GIRL IN THE RED HOOD has been looking for her mother for six months, searching from the depths of New York’s subways to the heights of its skyscrapers…

THE PRINCE looks like he’s from another time entirely, or maybe he’s just too good at his job at Ye Old Renaissance Faire…

THE ACTRESS is lighting up Hollywood Boulevard with her spellbinding and strikingly convincing portrayal of a famous fairy. Her name may be big, but her secrets barely fit in one world…

Fifteen-year-old Crescenzo never would have believed his father’s carvings were anything more than “stupid toys.” All he knows is a boring life in an ordinary Virginia suburb, from which his mother and his best friend have been missing for years. When his father disappears next, all Crescenzo has left is his goofy neighbor, Pietro, who believes he’s really Peter Pan and that Crescenzo is the son of Pinocchio. What’s more: Pietro insists that they can find their loved ones by looking to the strange collection of wooden figurines Crescenzo’s father left behind.

With Pietro’s help, Crescenzo sets off on an adventure to unite the real life counterparts to his figurines. It’s enough of a shock that they’re actually real, but the night he meets the Girl in the Red Hood, dark truths burst from the past. Suddenly, Crescenzo is tangled in a nightmare where magic mirrors and evil queens rule, and where everyone he loves is running out of time.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

When Jacob Devlin was four years old, he would lounge around in Batman pajamas and make semi-autobiographical picture books about an adventurous python named Jake the Snake. Eventually, he traded his favorite blue crayon for a black pen, and he never put it down. When not reading or writing, Jacob loves practicing his Italian, watching stand-up comedy, going deaf at rock concerts, and geeking out at comic book conventions. He does most of these things in southern Arizona.

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The Player And The Pixie, Penny Reid & L. H. Cosway – Book Review

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The Player and the Pixie
by L.H. Cosway and Penny Reid
Publication Date: April 12, 2016
Genres: Contemporary, Romance, Sports, Humor

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How can someone so smokin’ hot be so bad in bed? I mean, Sean Cassidy is absolute rubbish. RUBBISH. He is the epitome of walking, talking false advertising and I want a refund! Plus he’s an arsehole. So… what is wrong with me that I can’t stop thinking about him?

The Pixie and the Player is a full-length, romantic comedy novel, can be read as a standalone, and is the second book in the Rugby Series.

THE PIXIE
Lucy Fitzpatrick doesn’t like rugby.

As the little sister of Ireland’s most infamous rugby player, Lucy can’t seem to escape the championship-sized shadow cast by her big brother, or her mother’s frequent attempts to micromanage her future. Her rainbow hair is as free-spirited as her quest for inner peace, yet overbearing expectations keep bringing her down. And when she’s down, her compulsive little problem lands her in seriously big trouble.

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Sean Cassidy is a cold-hearted brute… or so he’s been told. Frequently. By everyone.

His blonde locks, baby blues, and rock hard bod make ladies the world over drool with desire. As the rugby world’s second most infamous player, he should be basking in his success. But Sean has never been content settling for second place, and his frequent confrontations with Lucy’s big brother leave him cold. And when he’s cold, his compulsive little problem lands him in the lap of Lucy Fitzpatrick.

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Sean has a problem only Lucy can solve. Lucy has a problem only Sean can fix. The solution seems obvious: you scratch my back, and I’ll bail you out of jail. But when their business arrangement unexpectedly leaves Sean scorching hot and Lucy on the precipice of inner peace, can they convince the world—and Lucy’s big brother in particular—that this is the real deal?

Either way, both the Player and the Pixie are about to teach each other some pretty monumental lessons about family, life, but most importantly, love.

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Orconomics, Zachary Pike – Book Review

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25326486Brimming with swords, sorcery, and wit, Orconomics: A Satire introduces Arth, a world much like our own but with more magic and fewer vowels. For the licensed wizards and warriors of Arth, slaying and looting the forces of evil is just a job. The Heroes’ Guild has turned adventuring into a career, selling the rights to monsters’ hoards of treasure as investment opportunities. Corporations spend immense sums sponsoring heroes to undertake quests, betting they’ll reap the profits in plunder funds when the loot is divvied up.

Questing was all business for famous Dwarven berserker Gorm Ingerson, until a botched expedition wiped out his party, disgraced his name, and reduced him to a thieving vagabond. Twenty years later, a chance encounter sees Gorm forcibly recruited by a priest of a mad goddess to undertake a quest that has a reputation for getting heroes killed. But there’s more to Gorm’s new job than an insane prophecy; powerful corporations and governments have shown an unusual interest in the job. Gorm might be able to turn a bad deal into a golden opportunity and win back the fame and fortune he lost so long ago.

Promising fun, fantasy, and financial calamity, Orconomics: A Satire is the first book in The Dark Profit Saga, an economically epic trilogy.

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There’s many things about this book that first grabbed my attention – the unusual name, the cover and the description. Looking at this story, I was sure that it was going to be an interesting read, to say the least. And, I am so pleased that it in fact was an amazing read.

I really, really loved this story. The plot, the characters, the setting, it’s also stupendous in this story. It is, without a doubt, one of the awesomest adventure reads I’ve read so far. It’s the story of a band of misfit heroes who come together (read as forced together through blackmail, bribery etc etc) to embark upon a quest for an unlucky Goddess. In a world where being a hero is a profession, these people are on a quest to fulfill a prophecy for the Seventh Hero who is supposed to save the world.

Yes, interesting shit, like I said. Of course, the plot is really very interesting, but the writing brings something extra to an already amazing plot and makes it even better. The flow of the story, the use of vocabulary, the settings and the dialogue in this are amazing. All in all, phenomenal writing. I really liked it.

The characters, as described are a band of misfits. And, where there is a band of misfits, there’s gonna be humor. So, of course it’s hilarious to a fault. You end up laughing every few minutes. The characters are so sarcastic and their one liners are awesome. Especially Gorm. His personality is a – mazing. He’s got an opinion on everything and he isn’t afraid to voice it. Voice it, he does but in a truly flattering and hilarious way. I love it!

All in all, this was one interesting read and I definitely recommend this book to all fantasy buffs out there! Go read!

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J. Zachary Pike was once a basement-dwelling fantasy gamer, but over time he metamorphosed into a basement-dwelling fantasy writer. By day Zack is a web professional and creative-for-hire, but at night he returns to his lair to create books, films, and illustrations that meld fantasy elements with offbeat humor. A New Englander by birth and by temperament, Zack writes strangely funny fiction on the seacoast of New Hampshire.

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The Desert Pleasures Series, Zoe Blackwood – Blog Tour

THE DESERT PLEASURES SERIES by Zoe Blackwood
Genre: EROTIC ROMANCE
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(All standalone novels)
HOLLYWOOD GIANT 
LOSING GRIP
LOSING HER
BROKEN MOON 
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Alicia Porter owns an exclusive and discreet male escort service for women called, Desert Pleasures.
The clientele is unique, hand selected by Alicia herself, so her escorts are also not the standard for the industry, but rather something deliciously sinful.
The first four books in the series are introductions to the escorts, as well as the clientele (Losing Grip). Since these books feature different characters, they can be read in any order. Several books have character crossovers.
**They can be enjoyed in any order and are intended for a mature audience.**
HOLLYWOOD GIANT
– SYNOPSIS –
HOLLYWOOD LOOMS GIANT IN THE STRUGGLE FOR WHAT MATTERS MOST.
For Alex Butovsky, a Dominant, the relationship with his submissive, Nadia Petra, is the focus on his life. He came alive when he took care of her. For Nadia, Alex was her savior and beautiful, loving and devoted Master. Having always existed outside of conventional monogamy, Alex being an escort has never distressed Nadia. She empathized with women desperate to explore their submissive qualities. Nadia had never worried about losing Alex to another.
Until her.
Cara Valencia is different. She is the biggest movie star in the world and one of the most beautiful women alive. And she wanted Alex for herself. Nadia’s struggle to maintain her devotion and honesty under fierce jealousy is matched with her Master’s own struggle to manage his desire for another. Their very existence is at the mercy of fame, lust and deceit.
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LOSING GRIP
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Kristine Platt lost her lover. Then, she lost herself…
Fiercely independent and successful civil litigation attorney Kristine is used to taking charge and remaining under control. Life for her went according to plan, then it all fell apart.
Her break up with fellow attorney, Layne, leaves her shaken. She’d never imagined herself that capable of feeling that out of control.
A meeting with the owner of a discreet male escort service leads to a rather unusual relationship with male escort Nic Adair. The simplicity of their relationship appeals to her fear of intimacy. As the foundation of her confidence wanes, can Nic help Kristine restore balance in her life? Or is he just a distraction?
Learning to love and trust again may be too big a risk for Kristine. When a strange pattern of anonymous threats against her emerge, she will have to learn to trust the people in her life. Will her faith in herself and those that love her be restored? Or will everything cause her life to spin out of control?
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LOSING HER
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HE HAS EVERYTHING HE WANTS AND NEEDS, EXCEPT FOR HER
James Day has everything he wants: a satisfying career as a physical therapist and a skill most men would envy–he’s good in bed. Women move in and out of his life seamlessly.
When a casual affair with Alicia Porter leads to an unusual opportunity, James begins a journey with uncertain consequences. Alicia’s male escort service, Desert Pleasures, offers women the opportunity to have their desires realized. James finds a place where his skills are rewarded.
What could possibly go wrong?
When James develops interest in Kate, a physical therapist and co-worker, he realizes how he is perceived by some women. To a girl like, Kate, who is not into casual sex, a guy like James is dangerous.
James sets out to prove to Kate, and his sister Jenna, that there is more to him than his sexual talents. The truth of who he is, would have unforeseen consequences of their own. Has this self-proclaimed playboy finally met his match?
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BROKEN MOON
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HE YEARNS FOR LOVE. SHE IS AFRAID OF IT.
Mannie isn’t sure he still has a girlfriend. He isn’t sure what kind of man he wants to be. He isn’t sure if his sister will ever forgive him. The only thing he is sure of is that he wants everything in his life to change, except for his art. Drawing and tattooing is the only real thing he has.
An encounter with Alicia Porter, owner of the elite male escort service for women called, Desert Pleasures, leads to an unusual opportunity for Mannie. As he discovers his confidence and worth with women, he finds he only yearns for more.
When he meets Rain, it isn’t love at first sight. But the possibility of what he can feel and wants to feel, leads him on a journey of self-discovery. He doesn’t understand love, but wants it. Rain has had it, believes in its power, but mysteriously builds walls against it. Rain is only sure of one thing: they have to stay friends.
Rain won’t talk about her past. Mannie is desperate to find his future.
If love can hurt and the devastation can be long-lasting, Mannie can only hope that which can be broken, can be made whole again.
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– ABOUT THE AUTHOR –
Zoe Blackwood is a pseudonym for author, Kim Streible. She resides in Kentucky, surrounded by various wildlife and dogs, because as long as she can remember, there’s always been a dog in the house. She hates getting lost on back country roads and sushi. She loves Batman, music and 80’s romantic comedies.
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Love Alabama, Susan Sands – Release Blast

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LOVE, ALABAMA
Alabama #2
Susan Sands
Releasing April 13th, 2016
Tule Publishing Group

Emma Laroux’s a fallen Southern beauty queen whose past is barely whispered about in her small town. But the secrets and lies surrounding the scandal from long ago still haunt her, and something about Matthew Pope holds the answers. If only she could put her finger on it…

Matthew Pope wonders what awful karmic thing he’d done to land him in Podunk, Alabama. But when he sees Emma again after all this time, he knows he’s still the only one that holds the key to unlock the truth of her past…

Will a shared moment in time ten years ago threaten what might be the best thing that’s ever happen to either of them—each other?

 
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EXCERPT

Emma pulled up behind Matthew’s car and frowned, noticing that his taillight was busted. She got out and pulled the bag of items from the back seat, not giving his car much more thought.

Knocking gently on the door, she figured she would leave the bag on the front step if he didn’t answer. He might be sleeping. But what if he’d gotten light-headed, fallen, and hit his head on the bathtub and was knocked-out cold, lying in a pool of his own blood? The thought, while mildly ridiculous, gave her just enough pause to knock again, this time more loudly.

No answer.
She rang the bell.
No answer.
Now she was concerned. His car was in the drive. He was definitely home. Her heart began to beat in her

ears.
She tried the door.
Locked. She looked through the leaded glass front door. No movement. Nice house.
She knocked again.
Emma still had the bag in her arm. So, she carried it with her around the back of the house to the screened in porch. The screen door was open, so she stepped up onto the pretty porch with the comfy furniture. It appeared that Matthew spent time out here. There were pillows, a rug, a throw, a couple books, and a lamp. Nice.

She knocked on the back door. No answer. She didn’t see anyone inside.
She bit her lip and tried the door. It opened. “Hello? Matthew?”
No answer. She moved inside and let her gaze wander around the room. It was cozy and well decorated for a guy’s place. She noticed the kitchen to the right and headed in that direction. She put her bag on the kitchen counter then headed toward what she knew must be the master bedroom. This house was similar in style to hers.

She called out to him again. Emma was getting worried now. Why didn’t he answer?

As she entered the bedroom, she noticed it the blinds were closed and it was rather dark, but she could see no one was in the bed. Then, she realized the shower was running. Against any kind of decent judgment, she moved toward the bathroom door. She couldn’t help herself; she peeked inside. He wasn’t standing in the shower; he was sitting on the floor. She panicked and rushed towards him before her brain informed her to actually speak his name.

She pulled open the door, certain he was dead before she shrieked, “Matthew, open your damned eyes!” He did. Open his damned eyes. Opened them really wide. “Emma? Why are you in my shower stall?”

She really didn’t have a great answer to that. “Oh, Lord. I thought you were dead.” It was the best she could do.

He did look nearly dead. He smiled weakly. “I’ve been really sick, so I thought I’d sit here for little while. But I’m not dead. So, um, could you hand me a towel? Unless, of course, you prefer a shower?”

Emma then became acutely aware of her position. And his. He was naked. Oh, Lord, was he naked. The most delicious naked she’d ever seen. And now she couldn’t stop staring at his naked. And apparently his naked knew it now. Because it was staring straight up at her, too.

“Emma—a towel? Because I’m a little more inclined to invite you into my shower now.”

She raised her eyes beyond his naked to his eyes, horrified. “Uh, a towel. Sure.” Looking around, she grabbed the closest towel she could find, the one hanging on a hook beside the shower. “I thought you were dead,” she said again, as an explanation.

She was a complete idiot. And now she wanted to jump his sick bones.

Just as quickly as she heard him turn the water off, he all but shoved her out of his way to get to the toilet and throw up. That was enough motivation for Emma to snap out of it and get the hell out of sick, naked Matthew’s bathroom.

While he was getting his clothes on, she did the same things she’d done for Cammie. After everything had been sanitized, she brought in a tray with saltines and ginger ale. She found him lying weakly in his bed wishing for death to take him.

“I’m sorry I invaded your privacy. Cammie asked me to come check on you. She’s sick and wondered if you’d come down with the virus, too. When you didn’t answer, I thought maybe you’d had an accident.”

He opened one eye. “That’s a bit of a stretch, don’t you think?”

She grinned. “Probably. But I’m known for my dramatic flair on occasion. I’m artistic, in case you haven’t heard.” She straightened his bed like she’d done for her sister.

“Are you mothering me?” he asked.

“My mother always said you feel better when your bed isn’t a mess.”

“She’s right. Thanks. Sorry you had to—see that.”

“That’s okay. It’s nothing I haven’t seen before.” She swished her hand as if waving his words away.

“Not that. I meant, the throwing up part. I don’t think anyone has seen me bare-assed, hanging over a toilet before. It’s not very manly.”

“I have an aversion to vomit, so I excused myself from the room as soon as I knew what was happening.

Don’t worry, still manly.” She envisioned the other manly part and kept her opinion of that to herself. Holy moly, every bit of him was manly. It was all burned into her brain permanently.

“I’ve brought saltines, Gatorade, chicken broth, and ginger ale. Call me if you need anything. If it’s a twenty-four hour bug, you should be fine in the morning.”

“Emma, thanks again. I appreciate your looking out for me.”

“We really need to find you some friends in town.” She smiled and left the room.
Her legs were shaky. She could never look at him the same way again—not without mentally undressing him, knowing what lay beneath. She drew another unsteady breath.

 

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for future stories were inspired. Her lifelong love of reading motivated her to
finally begin writing as her midlife crisis at age forty—better than a
boyfriend or red sports car, according to her husband.
 
Susan lives with her dentist husband and three nearly-grown
children in Johns Creek, GA.

 

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La Vie En Rose, Lydia Michaels – Book Blitz

La Vie en Rose {Life in Pink}
Lydia Michaels
Publication date: April 12th 2016
Genres: Adult, Romance

Emma Sanders has always dreamt of being a bride, wearing fancy gowns, pretty pearls, and—of course—falling madly in love. Then life happened. Finding herself one fiancé short of her happily ever after, she leaves the fairytales behind. Some days are simply too perilous for pink gowns and pearls.

Riley Lockhart is the sort of man who can make a woman lower her gaze with only a smile. That he doesn’t realize his charm makes him all the more enchanting. Determined to save Emma the pain of her breakup, he steps in as a friend, but soon finds himself wanting more.

She was just a girl, but she somehow winds up being the strongest woman he’s ever known. Losing her is not an option and when life can’t be tied neatly in a pretty little bow, he holds tight to all that he loves—his Emma. His hero.

Sometimes the greatest scars are worn on the inside.

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EXCERPT

It was amusing how the girls on the subway watched Riley. Emma supposed he was above-average handsome, but since he was Rarity’s older brother she never looked too hard.

Now, seeing him in his element, riding the subway in a Pet Shop Boys T-shirt, jeans, and battered chucks, she recognized what the other women on the train were seeing. Riley was hot.

His brown eyes were so clear they shined as though they were blue. Sloppy chestnut waves curled in perfect careless disarray, complimenting his naturally tanned olive skin. He even had the five o’clock shadow down to an art.

Scanning the surrounding female passengers, she counted six of them gawking at him, begging with their eyes for him to glance their way. Amazing. The pheromones could choke a prostitute.

Skimming the male passengers, she frowned. Not a single one was looking at her.

What if she was Riley’s girlfriend? They were standing close enough, but the other girls didn’t seem to notice her at all.

She rolled her eyes. Invisible. Meanwhile, Riley scratched his nose with his thumbnail—it was practically a casual pick—and three of the six leering women sighed as if he read a verse of poetry. So unfair.

“Wait until you taste some of the food there,” he whispered in her ear.

Her chest filled with warmth as his voice sent a thrill of excitement tearing through her belly. It wasn’t sexual. It was what being feminine was all about. Who cared what he said? He was talking to her; the guy every other girl was drooling over was talking to her. And in that moment, the other women finally registered her presence. Every stink eye she got was so totally worth the thrill of attention.

Ha! Not only does he talk to me, he lives with me. I’ve seen him in his skivvies. Take that, ladies.

As the ride continued, her pride mended with each spiteful glance tallied in her favor. Not used to this catty need for attention, she chalked it up to recently being dumped. It was against her nature to behave like a clingy girlfriend, but with Riley it was all make believe, a temporary tonic for her battered ego.

Sometimes it was nice to be seen, though a great deal of her life had been conducted as a wallflower. Perhaps her affability gave her fiancé the impression that she wouldn’t mind him delving into another woman’s panties. Or maybe he’d already lost interest…maybe she wasn’t good at sex. Oh dear God, was she vanilla? A wallflower in bed?

Again, the emphasis she placed on other people’s perception concerned her. Riley didn’t care what anyone thought and people loved him. Even when they were in school, he was always a popular guy. Teachers loved him, jocks loved him, and, of course, women adored him.

Rarity was popular by default, because she was Riley’s sister. Publicly kissing girls promoted her to a novel level of cool only genuine lesbians could achieve in high school, but she’d always been cool by proximity first.

Emma was drawn to their energy like planets to the sun. No one was immune. They were simply attractive people. And as the permanent sidekick that existed in the cool guy’s sister’s shadow, it felt nice to have a bit of Riley’s innate popularity rub off on her as they stood together on the subway.

You’re pathetic. Those girls only know you exist because you’re pretending to be something you’re not. Oh, well! Self-esteem is in the gutter and pretending is helping.

She arched a brow at one of the gawkers.

“What are you grinning about?” he whispered.

Her attention jerked to his smiling russet eyes. He was almost a foot taller than her. Should she tell him? Would he laugh at her? Deciding she didn’t care, she whispered, “You’re inadvertently inflating my ego.”

Confusion tightened his brow so she tipped her head at the other passengers. Shockingly, it seemed the first time he noticed the other women.

“They all assume I’m with you. They hate me.”

He glanced at the other woman, each glare transforming to a seductive pout the moment his attention fell upon them. With his hand gripping the rail above her head, he leaned close. “And them hating you is a good thing?”

Didn’t he get it? “They’re jealous of me. Not many people are.”

The train rattled and slowed. People got off as new passengers climbed on and settled into seats as it whistled back up to speed.

His scrutiny heated her cheeks as he unabashedly studied her. “I can play that game,” he whispered.

“What game?”

Rather than answer, his mouth hooked in a half smile and he winked. She flinched as he dragged his curved knuckle down her bare arm, making the fine hairs rise in its wake. His fingers laced with hers and she watched, amazed, as every female followed the motion.

Her belly tightened with the thrill of exhibitionism. Her feet pointed toward the aisle. His pointed to her, his hip angled at their audience. Shifting a step closer, still holding on to the bar above, he spoke loud enough for the others to hear. “I caught you.”

Her eyes traveled past his lips, no longer shaped in a smile, and landed on those dark eyes. Her brow knit in confusion, unsure what he was doing.

“Looking at me,” he clarified. “You know how that makes me crazy.”

Oh, my God. She should have never told—

“It’s like this morning, when we were spooning in bed, my body pressed tight against yours, flesh to flesh, belly to back, nook to cranny. Everything was fine until I pressed that one kiss on the back of your neck right here.”

Her body tensed with awareness as his finger touched an extremely sensitive spot behind her ear. She couldn’t remember anyone ever touching her there.

“The second I kiss that spot you turn to liquid in my arms, soft and wet, and I can’t help but drink you up, taste every square inch of you on my tongue. My lips. Everywhere. When I catch you looking at me like that, it’s my kryptonite, my secret neck kiss.”

She swallowed and glanced at the women watching them. They were literally gaping, some even appeared to be quietly panting. Holy crap he was slick. “Um…”

Thank God he didn’t let her say anything. She didn’t have his skill. “Next time you look at me like that…” He tucked a curl behind her ear as chills raced over her shoulders. “I can’t be held responsible for what happens.” His fingers squeezed hers tightly and the train hissed and whined to a stop. He winked. “Let’s go. I’m suddenly ravenous.”

He tugged her off the train and into the loud subway. Musicians played for coin and people bustled through the underground world, racing to get where they needed to go. She saw it a thousand times before, but now it was brand new, her senses overstimulated and raw.

As they climbed the stairs to the street her heart pounded wildly. Wafts of traffic, people, and city food greeted them under the August heat. Voices and motion mingled into a cacophony of commotion until she was standing above sea level, fighting to catch her breath. What the hell had he done to her?

Laughing, he released her hand and turned—a totally unaffected grin on his charming face. “That was fun.”

“Y—yeah.” It wasn’t fun, it was thrilling and telling, and in some secret way, quite embarrassing. He’d been toying with those women, putting on a show, yet in those few seconds of phony attention, his artificial reverie trumped every real experience she had. She needed to get a grip.

Demanding her emotions go back into the shadows, she focused on their purpose. “So where’s this Smorgasburg?”

“Can’t you smell it?” He breathed deeply and grinned as his chest expanded, raising his broad shoulders. Weird. She didn’t want to keep cataloguing his every masculine trait, yet she couldn’t stop. “Ah, it’s just past the bridge. Let’s move.”

The snap of her flip-flops put a melody to their strides. As the impressive Brooklyn Bridge stretched before her, she had one of those out of body moments that reminded her she lived in one of the coolest cities on earth. “I don’t appreciate New York the way I should.”

Walking beside her, a pleasant set to his mouth, he sent her a sidelong glance—not bothering to disagree.

“Becket and I never walked around like this. Once he took me to Tiffany’s, but we were in and out. I’m not even sure what he was picking up.” Probably something for his mistress. “He never stopped for street meats or pretzels. We only dined at restaurants that held reservations.”

“You can’t plan New York through a concierge. It’s meant to be experienced. It’s alive, pulsing, like an animal. We can only observe it and let ourselves be led by its verve. The minute we try to control it we miss something spectacular, like with nature. It really is the world’s largest organism. There are so many people setting its rhythm, better to experience it organically.”

“I never thought of it that way.” The scent of ethnic faire grew thick in the air; tempting her appetite out of hiding and drawing her steps toward the mouth-watering aroma of succulent meats grilled over open flames.

Voices traveled, rising in volume as they stepped into a mass of people patronizing what appeared to be a market of New York’s cleverest food venders. How had she not known about this event?

Riley rotated, a phenomenal grin on his face as though he’d entered man heaven. “Where should we begin?”

“You’re my captain. I trust your instincts.”

Canopies and makeshift booths formed long aisles for people to wander. Steam clouded the various sites, eliciting attention with each peculiarly pleasant aroma.

Chefs acted as street performers, enchanting patrons, drawing them near with careful explanations for pairing fermented spices and specialized condiments with seared meats. It was a sort of live gallery, showcasing the artistry of New York cuisine.

Servings were sometimes dainty, offering a sampling of what could be the world’s most eclectic menu. The selection was endless, filet mignon sliders, fresh pecan bread sold by the slice, doughnuts the size of grapefruits, and even specialty booths for vegans and other diets she’d never heard of before.

“Oh, we have to start here,” he veered to the right and she followed. When the walkways became clogged with people, he reached through the crowd and pulled her to his side. “Watch this, Em. This is how meat should be treated.”

It was indeed a performance. The vendor tossed a steaming brisket onto the wood surface and unwrapped the charred foil covering. Juicy morsels of fat were trimmed away to unveil perfectly cooked, tender, pink beef. As the peddler made a show of slicing the meat in precise portions, it fell apart and her mouth watered.

Riley’s voice turned gravely. “Oh my God, we are so eating that.”

She grinned at him, loving the glazed lust in his eyes. Only men got that way with meat. She supposed beef and pork were to a guy what shoes and purses were to most women.

As the chef prepared their sandwich, Riley asked questions about the smoking process. The vendor was very friendly and informative. “You want everything on it?”

“What’s everything?” Riley asked.

“Cheese, pickles, hot peppers, sweet sauce.”

He glanced at her. “You afraid of hot?”

“No.” She wanted to taste the sandwich the way the creator intended it.

Riley grinned. “Give us the works.”

The man dressed the small sandwich until it was bursting with meat and dripping with sauce. Riley paid and she followed him to the side of the booth where coolers held the vendors’ supplies.

“Are you ready for this?” he asked, eyes set with excitement.

“You taste it first.” She wasn’t sure what would be more enjoyable, watching his exhilaration or actually tasting it for herself.

“You sure?”

She nodded as he carefully held the messy sandwich and took a bite, bits of cheese and meat falling from his fingers. “Oh my God,” he moaned over a mouthful. “You have to try this.” She reached out, but he shook his head, still chewing. “Just open. It’s too messy.”

Opening wide like a ridiculous baby bird, she let him shove the corner of the sandwich in her mouth and bit down. “Oh my God!” she echoed.

“I know, right?”

An exquisite blend of flavors burst over her tongue. “It’s amazing,” she mumbled, holding her fingers over her lips so food didn’t fall out.

“I could eat twenty of these.” He took another bite.

“We so should.” She opened as he held the rapidly shrinking sandwich out for her again.

They didn’t waste time talking for the next few minutes as they devoured the most delicious sandwich she’d ever tasted. When they finished, Riley snagged some napkins and passed her several to wipe her mouth.

As they journeyed onward they sampled maple bacon cupcakes, Bangladeshi street cuisine, and even shared a pumpkin spiced S’more cooked under the flame of a blowtorch. It was an incredible festival of food.

“Do you like oysters?” he asked as they approached a merchant standing before a bowl of crushed ice.

“I don’t know.” She’d never tried an oyster before.

“Wanna try one?”

“Sure.”

As the chef sliced open the rocklike case and revealed an opalescent inner shell, she tried not to be revolted by the goopy booger looking mollusk inside. He shucked the blob loose, leaving it resting on half a shell, and placed it in a bed of crushed ice.

“What do they taste like?” she asked.

The chef continued to shuck. “Briny, like the ocean. If you’re virgins I can dress them in a mignonette sauce to soften the taste. I have a nice ginger cucumber one.”

“What do you suggest?” Riley asked.

“I’m a purist, sir. I like them with a bit of pepper and lemon and that’s it.”

Riley glanced at her.

“I think I should try it with the sauce.” The more she stared at the little glob the more unappealing it became. These were considered delicacies? If she was remembering correctly, they were also aphrodisiacs. She didn’t see anything sexy about them.

“Ready?” Riley asked, holding his lemon oyster while offering her the one dressed in the ginger sauce.

Timidly, she reached for the shell.

Their eyes met and he counted off. “One… two…three.” His head tipped back and her mouth filled with—

Oh my God. What the fuck is in my mouth?

“Not bad.” Riley grinned then started laughing. “Are you okay?”

She shook her head, booger mollusk sliding around her tongue, and desperately searched the table for a napkin. You gag and it’s all over.

“Swallow it!” he shouted, laughing at her.

The vender passed her a napkin.

“No, don’t spit. Swallow!”

Oh my God, she was going to kick him if he didn’t shut up. People stared as they walked by and she spit the disgusting thing into the napkin and balled it up.

Riley shook his head. “Oh, Emma, I’m disappointed. Good girls swallow.”

“Shut up,” she snapped, her face burning.

He laughed and nudged her, tossing a few dollars on the table and directing her into the crowd.

“That was disgusting. Now I can’t get the taste out of my mouth.”

He stopped and ordered a cup of cranberry Brooklyn soda. “Here, you big tissue.”

“I’m not a tissue. I tried it.”

“Let’s sit for a while.” He led her to a stout cement barricade along the jetties and they sat facing the East River.

They’d walked miles in a matter of hours so she was grateful for the respite. The short wall was warm from the afternoon sun. “Today was really fun, Riley. Thanks for bringing me here.”

“I had fun too. It’s nice to waste a day taking advantage of everything the city has to offer. We can get immune from living here.”

She smiled, her cheeks tingling under the moist wind off the river. “There’s so much I’ve never experienced. I’ve never even been to the Empire State Building.”

“What?”

She laughed at his shock. “I know. I’m the worst New Yorker in the world.”

“You gotta get out more, Em.”

“I want to.” Letting out a deep breath, she relaxed. “I’m so sick of being me. It’s so tedious, always doing what everyone else thinks I should do.”

He frowned. “What do you mean?”

“I think you were right. I don’t think I loved Becket.”

“Conceivable.”

“Was it that obvious? Because if I’m being honest, I’m still getting over the shock.”

“Don’t hate me, but Becket was a prick. He didn’t bring anything to the table. You guys were always running off to meet his friends or attend functions at his father’s law firm.”

“Well, I do work there.”

“Exactly. You work for his family. When was it about Emma Sanders?”

There wasn’t an excuse at the ready. “I guess it never was.”

“Yeah, that’s not love. So when you say you don’t think you were in love with him, I can believe it.”

“You’re a pretty deep guy, Riley. Not a lot of men are like that.”

He shrugged. “I’m comfortable with you. I can just say what I feel.”

“Yeah,” she agreed, her mind drifting back to Riley as a tousled child in grass stained corduroys and wild curls. Although they knew each other since braces and bike rides, this was the first time they actually hung out alone. It was strange they never talked about personal things before, because she really was extremely comfortable around him.

“What do you say we head back and go get that mani-pedi?” he asked.

Her feet were killing her and the idea of a pedicure sounded divine. “Okay.”

He glanced down at her flip-flops and tsked. “I’m not sure they can help those stank walkers.”

She gaped at him. “There is nothing wrong with my feet!”

“Whatever. Where’s your baby toe?”

“It’s right here!” She lifted up her foot.

He leaned forward and squinted. “You can’t call that Darwin freak show a toe.”

“If it’s not then what the hell is it?” Her toes were perfectly normal!

“That’s a nubbin.”

“Whatever.” She stood.

He rose as well. “You think you can manage on you’re deformed hobbit hooves? We got a hike back to the subway.”

She stomped away. “Jerk.” And just when she was starting to think he was nice!

“Wait up,” he called. “Don’t be like that. We don’t have to wee-wee-wee all the way home. It was a good day at the market, piggy.”

She held up her middle finger and prodded on—laughing under her breath.

 

 

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Lydia Michaels is the award winning author of 23 romance novels. Her novels from the darkly compelling Surrender Trilogy were iBooks Bestsellers and her work has been featured in USA Today. In 2015 she was the winner of The Best of Bucks Award and she has been nominated as Best Author in the Happenings Magazine two years running [2015 & 2016]. She is a four time nominee for the prestigious RONE Award. Her books are intellectual, emotional, haunting, always centered around love. Lydia Michaels loves to hear from readers! She can be contacted by email at Lydia@LydiaMichaelsBooks.com

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The Player and The Pixie, L. H. Cosway & Penny Reid – Release Blitz

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The Player and the Pixie
by L.H. Cosway and Penny Reid
Publication Date: April 12, 2016
Genres: Contemporary, Romance, Sports, Humor

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How can someone so smokin’ hot be so bad in bed? I mean, Sean Cassidy is absolute rubbish. RUBBISH. He is the epitome of walking, talking false advertising and I want a refund! Plus he’s an arsehole. So… what is wrong with me that I can’t stop thinking about him?

The Pixie and the Player is a full-length, romantic comedy novel, can be read as a standalone, and is the second book in the Rugby Series.

THE PIXIE
Lucy Fitzpatrick doesn’t like rugby.

As the little sister of Ireland’s most infamous rugby player, Lucy can’t seem to escape the championship-sized shadow cast by her big brother, or her mother’s frequent attempts to micromanage her future. Her rainbow hair is as free-spirited as her quest for inner peace, yet overbearing expectations keep bringing her down. And when she’s down, her compulsive little problem lands her in seriously big trouble.

THE PLAYER
Sean Cassidy is a cold-hearted brute… or so he’s been told. Frequently. By everyone.

His blonde locks, baby blues, and rock hard bod make ladies the world over drool with desire. As the rugby world’s second most infamous player, he should be basking in his success. But Sean has never been content settling for second place, and his frequent confrontations with Lucy’s big brother leave him cold. And when he’s cold, his compulsive little problem lands him in the lap of Lucy Fitzpatrick.

THE PLAN
Sean has a problem only Lucy can solve. Lucy has a problem only Sean can fix. The solution seems obvious: you scratch my back, and I’ll bail you out of jail. But when their business arrangement unexpectedly leaves Sean scorching hot and Lucy on the precipice of inner peace, can they convince the world—and Lucy’s big brother in particular—that this is the real deal?

Either way, both the Player and the Pixie are about to teach each other some pretty monumental lessons about family, life, but most importantly, love.

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L.H. Cosway has a BA in English Literature and Greek and Roman Civilisation, and an MA in Postcolonial Literature. She lives in Dublin city. Her inspiration to write comes from music. Her favorite things in life include writing stories, vintage clothing, dark cabaret music, food, musical comedy, and of course, books.

She thinks that imperfect people are the most interesting kind. They tell the best stories.

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SEX! It all started with sex, between my parents. Personally I don’t like thinking about it, but whatever works for you is a-ok with me. No judgment. The sex happened in California and much of my life also occurred in that state until I moved from the land of nuts (almonds), wine, silicon… boobs, and heavy traffic to the southeast US. Like most writers I like to write, but let’s get back to sex. Eventually I married and gave birth to 2 small people-children (boy-6, girl-4 as of this writing).

By day I’m a biomedical researcher with focus on rare diseases. By night I’m a knitter, sewer, lino block carver, fabric printer, soap maker, and general crafter. By the wee hours of the morning or when I’m intoxicated I love to listen to the voices in my head and let them tell me stories. I hope you enjoy their stories.

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