Friday, July 20, 2018

#BookBlitz - Faye Magic by @WriteJoMichaels


Title: Faye Magic
Author: Jo Michaels
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Editor: Tia Silverthorne Bach with INDIE Books Gone Wild
Cover Designer: Katie de Long
Hosted by: Lady Amber's PR

Blurb:
Prepare yourself. It’s a competition like no other.

Think: The Hunger Games meets The Selection.

The last one standing wins the man.

Meet Morgan LeFaye Woodenson. She has her life planned out. She’ll marry Sawyer, the love of her life, and they’ll run into the sunset to be nomads, surviving off the land, not reporting to anyone, free to live their lives as they see fit.

At least, that was the plan until the imprisonment.

When reagent Orinthal’s wife dies suddenly, Faye is forced from her home and thrown into an arena to compete with every other nineteen-year-old girl in Sector Sixteen for the highly coveted place at his side. If she doesn’t win, she dies; if she does win, she loses everything she loves.

Deception and ruthlessness fill her, and she’s determined to find a way to hold on to her dreams—even if that means becoming someone she never thought she’d have to.


Jo Michaels is...

Hi, I'm Jo. Let's forget all the "Jo Michaels is blah, blah, blah" stuff and just go with it. I'm a voracious reader (often reading more than one book at a time), a writer, a book reviewer, a mom, a wife, and one of the EICs at INDIE Books Gone Wild. I have an almost photographic memory and tend to make people cringe at the number of details I can recall about them and/or their book(s). My imagination follows me around like a conjoined twin and causes me to space out pretty often or laugh out loud randomly in completely inappropriate situations.

I have a degree in graphic design, and my journey to the end was one few students who begin that program ever complete. However, this was one case where my memory and OCD tendencies helped me. Graduation was one of the most amazing days of my life. But, my most amazing day was when my now husband proposed. Every little girl dreams of being Cinderella someday, and he pulled off the proposal of fantasies.

At the risk of sounding cliché, I'm going to let it out there and say how much I absolutely adore the man I'm married to. Along with my children, he's my whole world.

I've lived in Louisiana, Tennessee, and Georgia, but I've had my feet in almost every state. Traveling is something I adore, and have plans to someday see the Mongolia I've written about in Yassa.

One of my favorite things is hearing from fans! You can find me on social media most any day of the week. Connect! I'd love to hear from you.

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Hot breath that reeked of decay peppered the back of Faye’s neck as she ran. Whatever the creature was, it was no more than a step or two away. Her thighs burned as she pumped her legs as hard as she could, not stopping when she reached the sand, diving headfirst into the surf and swimming out into the ocean.
Once she was past the breakers, she slowed and looked back, searching for Katarin.
There was no sign of her anywhere.
On the shore was the beast that had given chase. It was just clear of the water, running back and forth, sniffing the air.
“Katarin!” Faye screamed the girl’s name a couple of times but stopped when the creature lifted its bald head and stared back, taking a step toward the water.
Something grabbed Faye’s ankle and pulled her under. When she resurfaced, she gasped at the oxygen, taking in the maximum amount, terrified it would happen again. Ending things in a dark, watery tomb wasn’t an item on her bucket list, and her interview with Necro came back into her mind, making her wonder if her situation were orchestrated somehow.
Katarin’s head bobbed up, and she spit water, laughing.
“That wasn’t funny.” Treading water was making Faye’s arms tired, but the beast was still on the shore, snuffling, joined by the other ones. They were running in circles, yowling in their weird way. “We can’t keep this up all night.”
“What do you think about swimming to that island?” Pointing, Katarin quirked an eyebrow.
“Island?” Faye turned around. Sure enough, there was a land mass not too far away. “It’s better than staying here, waiting for our arms and legs to get so tired we can’t stay afloat.” She sighed. “Let’s go.” After they’d gone a short way, she found her companion had fallen behind a bit. “If you need to rest, say the word, and we’ll float on our backs until we can continue. Don’t wear yourself to exhaustion.”
“Okay. I need a minute now. Can we pause?”
“Sure.” In all honesty, Faye was dog tired, but she didn’t want to lose time if she didn’t have to. Gently, she flipped over and relaxed, letting her muscles recoup as her body bobbed up and down.
Something slick rubbed against her leg, and she shot up, splashing.
“I thought we were relaxi—” Katarin screamed and splashed, too. “What the hell is that?”
A fin rose out of the water a few feet away. It wasn’t long before another appeared.
Then three more.
“Is that a freaking shark?” asked Katarin.
They were going to die. Faye was well aware sharks were most active in the late evening and early morning, and she swallowed a lump of fear as she watched the gray triangles move in circles. “It is. Several, in fact.”
“Oh my Odin! We’re gonna die!”
Trying to remember the contents of the book she’d read about surviving shark attacks, she faced the animals as they moved, trying to keep them in her line of sight in case they charged. It finally hit her, and she yelled, “Hit them in the nose if they come after you! Be aggressive! They don’t like that.”
  


#CoverReveal - Unreserved by @michelle_dare


Title: Unreserved
Author: Michelle Dare
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: Designs by Dana
Publication Date: July 27, 2018

Blurb:
Life was so predictable. Alicia dedicated herself to work and spent her nights alone, rarely venturing out. She was content with her expanded role in her father’s business, even if she was lonely. She’d sworn off men, until a sexy detective made her reevaluate what she really wanted.

Bodyguard duty was not why Rider became a detective. But, orders were orders. When he saw the blonde beauty, he silently thanked the chief for his new mission. One-night stands were all he’d wanted before, but Alicia sparked something primal inside him.

Rider quickly put the pieces together—Alicia had been hurt, so she hid her heart. His goal became proving his love for her was unreserved. Then his closest friend revealed a secret, blindsiding Rider. A decision had to be made, and the outcome would change their lives. Life wasn’t so predictable anymore.




Michelle Dare is a romance author. Her stories range from sweet to sinful and from new adult to fantasy. There aren’t enough hours in the day for her to write all of the story ideas in her head. When not writing or reading, she’s a wife and mom living in eastern Pennsylvania. One day she hopes to be writing from a beach where she will never have to see snow or be cold again.

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Thursday, July 19, 2018

#ReReleaseBlitz - Just Lust by @Kristen_Luciani


Title: Just Lust
Author: Kristen Luciani
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Hosted by: Lady Amber’s PR

Blurb:
Fueled by revenge and wrecked by lust…this is the story of Jeff Torres, the sexy but stupid ex-con who never learned not to dip his wick into the enemy pool.

They say prison is supposed to rehabilitate you, to make you a better citizen. But five years stuck in that concrete hellhole only fed my rage for the enemy who’d stripped me of everything. Now that I’m out, it’s time to take a sledgehammer to that bastard’s empire.

At least, that was my plan…until I got distracted by a perfect ass wrapped in a tight skirt and red lips that can spit fire as well as they can suck and squeeze.

She was off-limits, but that only made me want her more. So I put everything on the line for the one person with the power to yank it all away again.

And that perfect ass? I never saw it going…not until it was too late.

***Just Lust is a re-release of Hard Time with brand-new content and a special Easter egg for fans of The Mob Lust Series by USA Today bestselling author Kristen Luciani.***

Kristen Luciani is a self-proclaimed momtrepreneur, beauty product junkie, and bestselling romance author with a penchant for stilettos, Silicon Valley, plunging necklines and grapefruit martinis.  As a deep-rooted romantic who prefers juicy drama to fill the lives of anyone other than her, she tried her hand at creating a world of enchantment, sensuality, and intrigue, finally uncovering her true passion. No pun intended…

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He swipes his key and in we go. I follow him into the massive space, deeply entranced by the heady scent surrounding him. I inhale his musky cologne, and the clouds in my mind separate for a brief moment. He shrugs out of his jacket and tosses it onto a chair as he walks over to the phone. I wait for him to move out of the way so I can call, but he turns suddenly, his eyes fixed on mine. I swallow hard past the lump lodged in my throat. His gaze heats every inch of my body from the inside out. A tiny spark in my belly ignites and I lunge for him, pressing my lips to his scotch-tinged ones.

He pulls me close, wrapping his strong arms around me. His fingertips press into the small of my back, and my legs weaken as his cock hardens against me. Good God, I need this. I drink him in, our tongues coiling with need – hot, hungry, and desperate.

Wait! This is crazy!

My body melts into him, hands tangling in his hair as his tongue plunders my needy mouth.

No. Stop thinking, just kiss him. Mm, let him make you feel like you’ve never ever felt before…

Those hands, oh God, they’re so devilish, roaming over my ass and down to my thighs.

He’s going to be family in a few weeks. He’s as old as Dad. Mom would bend over for him in a hot second.

I pull away, gasping for air. “Stop, I can’t…we shouldn’t…”

But Jeff says nothing. It seems like my mind is the one doing all the talking.

The throbbing between my thighs intensifies.

Sorry not sorry, Mom. I’m the one bending over tonight.

His eyes are dark with lust, but there’s an amused twinkle in the depths. He starts unbuttoning his shirt, never breaking his gaze. My breath hitches as he slides it off. Those abs. Jesus, they’re amazing. I want to touch. I need to feel. My fingers twitch for a chance to trace the outline. His fingers move to his belt buckle, the muscles in his biceps flexing as he unfastens the belt and pulls it off.

Breathing is just about impossible at this point. This man, that body, fuck the consequences. I need this. Isn’t alcohol supposed to silence the stupid voices? Make me do things that I know I shouldn’t, but that will feel so good I don’t care?

Nothing. No response. My brain has finally turned to mush. Everything is muted. Finally.

 “Do you want to make that call now?” The corners of his lips turn upward as he unhooks his pants, so slowly and deliberately. He’s making me crazy right now. And I’m pretty sure he loves watching me watching him. Sick fuck.

Screw it. “No!” I launch myself against him once again, attacking his mouth while his fingers work the zipper of my dress. He slides the straps off my shoulders, never breaking the spell that has me so captivated, and pushes it to the floor, where it pools at my feet. I step out of the dress, but I leave on the heels. Every guy wants to fuck a woman in heels and nothing else. His warm hands massage the places that have been neglected for far too long, and my legs turn to Jell-O. He unhooks my strapless bra with the flick of his fingers, letting it fall to the floor. I gasp when the cool air hits my bare breasts. Then the moaning starts, and dammit if I can help it.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, Ariana,” he growls, flicking one of my nipples, the motion firing every single nerve. I all but lose it from his hands alone. Holy crap. Then those delicious lips move away from mine, leaving me desperate for air from a kiss so deep, so long, so needy, that it ruins me for any other. Yes, it was that intense, and no, I’m not exaggerating. Buzzed as I am, I will remember every dirty, salacious detail, and will replay them all over and over and over.

He dips his head, taking my breast into his mouth, his tongue and teeth working the taut pink bud. It’s gentle at first, but then it gets more harsh. And it makes me wet, so damned wet. Nipple play is definitely a hot button for me. My knees buckle as he kneads my flesh with those strong hands, and then his mouth is on a determined path to something definitively more naughty. My stomach clenches. He lowers himself to his knees, looping his fingers into the elastic G-string and pulls it away from my body. His tongue scorches a path to my abdomen and then beyond.

I rake my fingers through his hair, gripping tightly as his tongue teases my slit, probing the soft folds. My chest heaves as breaths come fast and furious. He nips my clit with his teeth then follows with long strokes that have me ready to collapse on the carpet, writhing with shockwaves coursing through my body. All from the sensations that his masterful tongue has stirred up inside of me.

My heart flutters. Holy fuck, this can only get better.

I press his head against me, my hands urging him to probe deeper. And he takes direction well, very well.

This is wrong. So wrong.

His tongue flicks my now-swollen clit, hands gripping my ass cheeks for leverage. He digs his fingertips into my flesh, making me yelp. Stroking and suckling, the alternating motions making my toes curl inside my heels. I grab his shoulders to steady myself, my body shuddering from the tingles that have since morphed into full-on shock waves crashing over me.

“Oh my God, Jeff,” I whimper.

He wraps his arms around my waist, trailing his fingers up my torso. He rises slowly, still holding me close. “I want you, Ariana.” One hand creeps back down to my quivering pussy and he plunges into me with two thick fingers, eliciting a loud gasp from me. “I want this. Now.” A seductive smirk lifts his lips. “And don’t take off those shoes.”

I nod, breathless, scared, and excited all at the same time. I push his pants and boxers to his ankles and he kicks them away. His cock is hard as an iron fucking rod and so thick, I’m afraid he might split me like a log. Not that I’m complaining. I swallow hard and lick the palm of my hand before gripping him, working his dick with long, hard strokes. Jesus, it turns out he wasn’t even fully hard before. I bite my lip to keep from crying out with glee.

Oh, the anticipation.

“You’re so fucking bad,” he murmurs against my ear, still finger fucking me. “I’m gonna fuck you like the bad girl you are. And I know you want me to. You’re so wet. I think you like being a bad girl. Yeah, you do. I can feel it every time I press into you. I want to feel you all over my dick.”

I’ve never been so turned on. I don’t usually handle the dirty talk too well. Maybe because the tools I’ve been with have never done it right. They sure as shit never made me come this hard from the promise of what’s to come…namely, me.

But Jeff is a fucking pro, and he can feel the impact he’s having on my body. He knows just how to press my buttons; buttons I didn’t even know I had.

I drop to my knees because my legs are just about to give out. I squeeze his dick and stroke it once more before taking it into my mouth. He lets out a low growl, his fingers tangled in my hair, thrusting into my mouth. He’s so big, he hits the back of my throat without too much movement. My gag reflex kicks in, but I squeeze my eyes shut. I need to taste him, need to feel his cock throb as I suck it…just for a minute, before he plunges inside of me and destroys the chances that any poor suckers in the future have with me.

I drag my tongue up and down the shaft, cupping his balls with one hand, gripping his ass with the other. But Jeff doesn’t want my mouth anymore.

His fingers move from the back of my head and tighten around my shoulders, urging me upward. His cock slips from my swollen lips and I rise to meet his gaze; the one that incinerates my insides. My heart hammers against my ribcage, and my pussy throbs. I can’t wait another second, or I might spontaneously combust right here. And that would be a travesty because I wouldn’t get to experience what’s sure to be the most amazing lay of my entire life, past and future.

He reaches over for his overnight bag and fumbles around, pulling out a condom. Tearing off a corner with his teeth, he takes it out and rolls it onto his dick. I bite my lower lip. I know this whole show has taken about five seconds, but it feels like hours are creeping by before his body is plastered against mine again.

I want to sing with joy when he eases me back onto the plush mattress, his lips so soft and sensual. His hand reaches around my torso, caressing the small of my back as he pushes into me, inch by glorious inch. Oh.My.God. His perfect cock fills my pussy, stretching me, forcing me to take him all in. I clamp my muscles, pulling him deeper, and he lets out a low groan against my hair.

Each thrust comes miraculously closer and closer to my spot. His lips are back on my neck, teasing the area behind my ear that drives me insane. My chest heaves against him, and I squeeze with all my might. I never want this to end, but I am desperate, so desperate for release. Our bodies rock against each other in perfect rhythm, both of us close to the edge. His fingers press into my hips as the movements intensify. And that’s when the magic happens…the point where I can’t remember my own name or what planet I live on, when my mind becomes a blank canvas splashed with vibrant colors, and blinding streams of white light flash across my eyes. My body shakes as the tingling that began in the pit of my belly erupts into an unparalleled explosion, firing into every single nerve ending. I’ve never felt more alive in my life.

Nor have I ever been so fucked, figuratively and literally.




#PreOrder - The Last Valkyrie by @TweetsbyKarina


Title: The Last Valkyrie
Author: Karina Espinosa
Genre: Adult Urban Fantasy
Cover Designer: Orina Kafe
Publication Date: August 3rd, 2018
Hosted by: Lady Amber’s PR

Blurb:
Raven Romero is a washed up Valkyrie who is unable to return to Valhalla, spending her days in a haze of sex, drugs, and alcohol.
When she is wrongfully accused of murder, Raven has two options: run or clear her name. With a laundry list of enemies, she has no idea who could be framing her. One thing is for sure: they know what she is and they'll stop at nothing until she’s behind bars or dead.
With no choice but to delve into the supernatural underground she tried so hard to avoid, Raven seeks aid and learns what it means to be human.
The world believes her kind no longer exists, but Raven Romero is The Last Valkyrie.



Karina Espinosa is the Urban Fantasy author of the Sins of the Fallen series and the Mackenzie Grey novels. Infatuated with travel, pop culture, and the need to write everything down, she spends much of her days in front of a computer working on her next book, shopping online, and listening to music. With nomadic tendencies, she is currently resting her head in South Florida until the itch to move strikes again. You can usually catch her on Facebook, Instagram and live-tweeting during episodes of Game of Thrones, The Walking Dead, and Orphan Black. Follow her on social media!

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Tuesday, July 17, 2018

#NewRelease & #Giveaway - Capture My Heart by @ErinCristofoli


Title: Capture My Heart
Author: Erin Crisofoli
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Cover Designer: Red Umbrella Graphic Designs
Editor: Schwartz Fiction Edits
Publication Date: July 17th, 2018

Blurb:
Avery Clarke was like any typical senior in high school – obsessed with her boyfriend and looking forward to partying at graduation. Except, sometimes life has other plans.

Fast forward seven years; Avery’s world consists of her waitress job at the local diner and more importantly her six year old son, Jacob.

One morning, a chance encounter with a hot construction worker named Reece, turns Avery’s world upside down.  Avery is set on maintaining the delicate balance of her world and there’s no room for romance.

PReece is determined to prove to her that she can have it all. But when Avery gets the scare of a lifetime, will it pull the couple closer or will she walk away?



Erin Cristofoli resides in Ontario, Canada, with her husband and two kids. She loves to write and is thrilled to have fulfilled a dream to publish a book of her very own. When She is not writing, she thrives on many creative ventures, including photography, painting and crocheting.

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#BlogTour - Summer Bride by @ShannaHatfield


Title: Summer Bride
Author: Shanna Hatfield
Genre: Sweet Romance, RomCom
Publication Date: July 12th, 2018
Hosted by: Lady Amber’s PR

Blurb:
Two scheming matchmakers are at it again…

Sage Presley loves her job as the receptionist at Golden Skies Retirement Village in Holiday, Oregon. She enjoys the residents and their wisdom, even if some of them are more than a little quirky. Determined to ignore the matchmaking efforts of two women at the retirement home, Sage’s sole focus is on raising her brother, Shane. In spite of her best efforts, she can’t help but notice the hunky electrician who continually comes to her rescue.   Grateful for the opportunity to open his own electrical business, Justin James moves to Holiday full of plans and dreams. He’s quickly drawn in by the close-knit community, but finds the lack of suitable single women disturbing. Despite himself, his attention is captured by the receptionist at the retirement home where he’s working on a big job. Yet, he can’t begin to understand why two matchmaking octogenarians are intent on forcing him together with the woman he’s convinced is married. 

A sweet romance sprinkled with humor, hope, and the meaning of real love, Summer Bride will warm the hearts of readers while bringing them a smile.




USA Today Bestselling Author Shanna Hatfield writes character-driven romances with relatable heroes and heroines. Her historical westerns have been described as “reminiscent of the era captured by Bonanza and The Virginian” while her contemporary works have been called “laugh-out-loud funny, and a little heart-pumping sexy without being explicit in any way.”

Convinced everyone deserves a happy ending, this hopeless romantic is out to make it happen one story at a time. When she isn’t writing or indulging in chocolate (dark and decadent, please), Shanna hangs out with her husband, lovingly known as Captain Cavedweller.

Shanna is a member of Western Writers of America, Women Writing the West, Romance Writers of America, Sweet Romance Reads, Cowboy Kisses, and Pioneer Hearts.

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Caught woolgathering, she felt heat stinging her cheeks in embarrassment. “I’m sorry. I wasn’t paying attention. What was the question?”

Justin grinned. “I just asked if you have plans for Easter.”

“Nothing exciting. Shane and I will go to church, of course, and then I thought we might go for a drive and take along a picnic.” Sage shrugged. “He’s declared himself too big for coloring eggs or doing any of the fun things we used to, although I’m not sure he’s believed in the Easter Bunny since he came to live with me.”

Justin’s grin faded and he gave her a curious look before he glanced down the table at Shane. His gaze shifted back to her. “Isn’t Shane your son?”

Sage choked on the sip of lemonade she’d just swallowed. Matilda whacked her on the back as she coughed into a napkin. When she ceased coughing and could speak again, she shook her head. “Shane is my brother.”

Eyes wide in shock, Justin gaped at her. “Your brother? So you aren’t… you don’t have… Are you married?”

Had Sage taken another drink, she was sure she would have spewed it all over Justin. It was a good thing she’d merely sat glaring at him in disbelief. What on earth had given him the idea she was married and Shane was her son? How old did he think she was, anyway?

“She isn’t married,” Matilda said when Sage remained silent. “She doesn’t even have a boyfriend right now, do you, darling?” The old woman appeared to size up Justin before she leaned toward him. “Are you interested?”




Monday, July 16, 2018

#BlogTour & #Giveaway - Life in the Atmosphere by Anthony Wilson


Title: Life in the Atmosphere
Author: Anthony Wilson
Genre: Young Adult
Cover Designer: Martin Dunn
Publisher: The Region Publishing Group

Blurb:
Jahlil Adams is just a regular teenager. In fact, you could say that he is “super regular” with his glasses, comic books, and cheap fashion sense. He doesn’t want popularity. He doesn’t want a pretty girlfriend. He wants to just be who he is. Well that and not to be bullied by Max Maniac.

Yet, everything changes once Mr. Malachi gave Jahlil a necklace that he didn’t even want.
After that, everything was not the same. In fact, Jahlil began to realize that there was much more to who he was. There was much more to who Mr. Malachi was. There was much more to his existence. The lid of limitations was lifted from Jahlil’s life.
Now, all that mattered was the limitations that the sky had to offer.


Anthony Wilson is a first time author hailing from the Midwest of the USA. He wants to tell stories that deal with young people, grown people, people in love, people searching for something more, and situations that will touch each and every person. However, Anthony grew up in the inner city environment. Therefore, many of his stories will take place in that same environment as well. Anthony presently lives in the Atlanta area where he has a wife and a daughter from a prior relationship.

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