Release Blitz w/Review – Forbidden Promises

 

 

 

 

 

ABOUT THE BOOK:

 

Title: FORBIDDEN PROMISES

Author: Katee Robert

Series: The O’Malleys, #4

On Sale: May 30, 2017

Publisher: Forever

Mass Market: $7.99 USD

eBook: $5.99 USD

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New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Katee Robert delivers the next book in her sizzling O’Malleys family series, hailed as “The Godfather meets Romeo & Juliet.”

 

A tension-filled plot full of deceit, betrayal, and sizzling love scenes will make it impossible for readers to set the book down.” –Publishers Weekly

 

A great read from the talented Robert!” –RT Book Reviews

 

This is an extraordinary series by any standards, and FORBIDDEN PROMISES slays the competition.” –Fresh Fiction

 

Some lines should never be crossed . . . not even for love.

 

Sloan O’Malley just left her entire world behind—her family, her wealth, and even her real name. For the first time in her life, she’s free. She can live the “normal” life she’s always wanted. A life without fear. But there’s nothing safe about her intensely sexy next-door neighbor.

 

Jude MacNamara has no room for innocence in his life. Only revenge. Still, he’s never been able to walk away from the forbidden, and Sloan—who is every inch of pure, mouthwatering temptation—has forbidden written all over her. Only after it’s way too late does he discover the real danger: claiming Sloan as his puts a target on her back. To protect her, Jude is willing risk everything . . . and to hell with the consequences.

 

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Coming here was a mistake.” Sloan started to get up, but Jude hooked the band of her yoga pants and pulled her down. She ended up straddling him with a hiss of fury. “I dislike you intensely.”

 

No, you don’t.” He palmed her ass, sliding her forward so she rode the ridge of his cock. “You dislike feeling out of control. Guess what, sunshine? You don’t get control when it comes to fucking me.”

 

Her nipples pebbled, showing through her thin tank top. They teased him even as she put her hands on his chest, her fingers kneading him and making him think of a kitten who had just discovered her claws. “And if I want control?”

 

You don’t.” He wrapped one arm around her waist and used his free hand to palm her over the top of her pants. “I’ve barely touched you and you’re so fucking wet, you’re practically panting for me.”

 

You are insufferable.” But she rolled her hips, rubbing herself against his hand. “I’m leaving.”

 

No, you’re not. You’re going to stay here and let me lick that pretty pussy of yours until you come.” He lightly pinched her clit through the fabric, watching her face. She liked the slightest bit of pain if the way her eyes went heavy lidded was anything to go by. “And then I’m going to bend you over this couch and take what’s mine.” Until you forget why you were frightened in the first place tonight.

 

He wanted to hear her say yes. For all his pushing her, if she actually wanted to leave, he wasn’t about to stop her. She wanted him to push her, to corner her, to let her pretend she wasn’t making this decision every step of the way. Fuck that. He gripped her hips, lifting her and standing her on her feet. She blinked, obviously confused. “I thought…”

 

Jude unbuttoned his jeans, drawing the zipper down, his gaze never leaving hers. “You thought I’d take what we both know you want to give me? Newsflash, I might get off on the lady protesting too much, but that only goes so far. You want to leave, leave. I’m not going to chase you down and club you over the head, no matter how much I want you.”

 

She swayed a little. “That’s not fair.”

 

What’s not fair is how goddamn hard I am for you. I watched your little yoga show this afternoon—don’t even pretend you didn’t know because I saw you shooting looks this way. Seeing that pert little ass of yours in the air, like you were offering yourself to me, and not being able to take what I wanted?” He grabbed her hand and pressed it against his cock. “How long do you think you could hold downward dog with my mouth on your pussy?”

 

Her whole body shivered, her hand clenching around his cock. Sloan’s brows slanted down. “You’re doing it again. That thing where I should slap you across your face for talking to me the way you do.”

 

Do it.” Jude took her free hand and set it against his cheek. “But whatever you’re going to do if you’re not leaving, then get those fucking pants off. I’m starving for you.”

 

***

 

Sloan almost gave in. But she hadn’t left her entire life behind to hand over what little freedom she had to another man.

 

She took one step back, and then another. “You’re wrong. I don’t want to give up control.”

 

Lay the terms out. You don’t want this to end, but he can’t run the whole show. You can’t let it happen like that.

 

Sloan lifted her chin, faking a confidence she didn’t feel in the least. “Even if this is temporary, I want it on my terms.”

 

Jude went still. “I’m listening.”

 

The only way you can get what you want is to say it. She bit her lip and then charged on. “If you’re sleeping with me, then you’re sleeping with me. I don’t care if you aren’t a fan of cuddling. It’s something I require to continue this thing.”

 

He raised a single eyebrow. “You want me to whisper sweet nothings in your ear while you’re at it?”

 

I think we can both agree that’s not how you operate.” She didn’t want the lie of sweet nothings, but she’d take the lie of his big body in bed next to hers.

 

Maybe it would make her feel a little less alone.

 

He buttoned his pants with careless efficiency. “I don’t sleep.”

 

Her earlier anger flared. “Then lie there and count sheep for all I care.” She couldn’t believe she was pushing this. It would be so much smarter to retreat back to the safety of her home. Lonely, yes? But at least no one could hurt her there. She was opening herself up for rejection and potentially worse when Jude shot her down.

 

But he didn’t say anything, just continued watching her with a strange look on his face. “This will only end in tears for you, sunshine. You want things I’m not capable of giving.”

 

Her heart gave a pang, but she ignored it the same way she’d been ignoring it for her entire life. “You seem to think I haven’t shed more than my fair share of tears, Jude. What are a few more?” She took a careful breath. “Those are my terms. Take them or leave them.”

 

And then he was towering over her, his hand sifting through her hair to tug her head back so she looked him directly in the eye. “I’m taking them, sunshine. More importantly, I’m taking you.”

 

 

His thumb traced her jaw, unspeakably tender, but then his eyes went hard, making the bottom of her stomach drop in a way that wasn’t altogether pleasant. I have the tiger by the tail.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Forbidden Promises (The O'Malleys, #4)Forbidden Promises by Katee Robert
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

This book is the 4th in The O’Malleys series. This book can be read as a standalone novel. For reader understanding and enjoyment, I recommend reading this series in order.

Jude has sinister plans for someone near Sloan. His past is full of secrets and lies. What could he ever hope to offer someone as innocent as she?

Sloan has her own past full of secrets. She has her own lies she needs to tell. Jude is just eye candy until her curiosity cannot resist.

This series just leaves me breathless! Just when I think nothing can surprise me…. well, I am not a spoiler so you will have to read it to find out. Know that this author never leaves you wanting. The characters are very rich and compelling in all sorts of ways.

***This ARC copy was given in exchange by Netgalley and its publisher for an honest review.

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FORBIDDEN PROMISES Playlist:

 

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Relax My Beloved – Alex Clare

Alive – Sia

Parachute – Chris Stapleton

River Lea – Adele

Perfect – Ed Sheeran

Laura – Flogging Molly

Ride – Chase Rice (feat Macy Maloy)

Forever Yours – Trey Songz

Hold Me Down – Halsey

Brave Enough – Lindsey Stirling (feat Christina Perri)

Devil’s Backbone – Civil Wars

Heavy in Your Arms – Florence + the Machine

Dangerous Woman – Ariana Grande

Cold Day in Heaven – Delta Rae

Not Afraid Anymore – Halsey

I See Fire – Ed Sheeran

Touch – July Talk

John Wayne – Lady Gaga

One Woman Man – John Legend

 

 

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THE O’MALLEYS SERIES:

 

THE MARRIAGE CONTRACT, #1

THE WEDDING PACT, #2

INDECENT PROPOSAL, #3

FORBIDDEN PROMISES, #4

UNDERCOVER ATTRACTION, #5

 

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

 

Katee Robert is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author who learned to tell stories at her grandpa’s knee. Her novel The Marriage Contract was a RITA finalist, and RT Book Reviews named it “a compulsively readable book with just the right amount of suspense and tension.” When not writing sexy contemporary and romantic suspense, she spends her time playing imaginary games with her children, driving her husband batty with what-if questions, and planning for the inevitable zombie apocalypse.

 

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Blog Tour – Collision

 
 
Title: Collision (Serial Killer Unit Book 2)
Author: Allie Redman | @allie.redman.au
Release Date: March 25th 2017
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Cover Designer: Rebel Edit and Design
Cover Models: Amanda Joan & Jonny James
Photographer: Kruse Images and Photography
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Shane and Macy have found each other and now have a chance at happiness and love at last……
 

 

But when the killer that took Shane’s wife shows himself again on their doorstep it is a race against time.

 

 

 

Shane already lost his wife, will he be able to keep from losing everything again?

 

 

 

Macy is home at last but the ghosts of her past are never far behind. She has spent a lifetime hiding but she could never hide from Shane.

 

 

 

Now with a race against a killer who is stalking them all and Macy’s past catching up its a race against time.

 

 

 

When ghosts of the past chase you how far can you run from the Collision?  
 

 

 
 
 
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Collision (Serial Killer Unit Book 2)
Text Copyright © 2017 Allie Redman
All Rights Reserved
 
 “Shane, you can’t see the future. You are human. We all know the risks of being in this line of work but we also know the rewards that come with it. Shane what we do, what you do is amazing. We protect those who can’t protect themselves and sometime Shane we are going to get hurt and sometimes we lose people but the important part to remember is that we win Shane, we get to see how this ends, we get to end it.”
 
Shane looked deep in to my eyes and let out a sigh, “How do you do it baby? How do you live through what you lived through and still see hope? How is it that you can look at the world and see so much and hope? And not only do you see hope but you spread it baby. You make me believe that there is a better tomorrow and that the world isn’t just shit. You are my light darlin.”
 
I couldn’t help the tear that fell down my cheek. I know Shane thought I was his light but he was mine and he was the one that showed me that the world can be a beautiful place. He is the one that showed me what love is, he showed me a world that I didn’t think existed.
 
“You know more and do more than you think Shane. You don’t even see how truly amazing and perfect you are.” I leaned over and kissed him gently on the lips, forgetting about my banged-up face. I flinched when Shane put his forehead on mine, I tried to hide it because I knew he needed this closeness but he saw right through.
 
“Shit baby I’m sorry. Let me take a look.” Shane inspected my face and made a growling sound from deep in his throat. His eyes filled with so much anger, I could feel it coming off him in waves. I placed my hands on his.
 
 
The Dance – Garth Brooks
Thinking Out loud – Ed Sheeran
Christina Perri – Human
Christina Perri – Arms
Natalia Kills – Devils Don’t Fly
Kip Morre – Hey Pretty Girl
Avril Lavigne – Keep Holding On
 
 
 
 
 
 Double Take (Serial Killer Unit Book 1)
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 Dawson Freeman led a simple, small town life. He was beginning his career as a police officer in his hometown when tragedy struck and his sister was murdered….
 
 
 

 

10 years later Dawson is still chasing a murderer who disappeared without a trace but a call at 3 am changes all that.
 
 

 

Now Dawson is in a race for his life and the people around him trying to stop a psychotic killer hell bent on destroying him. Then just when he thinks he is on the right path a blast from his past comes back in the form of the sexy bombshell Sam.

 

 
 

 

Will Dawson be able to keep the people he loves safe or will a murderer slip through the cracks once again?
 
 

 

 
 
 
Allie is 33 year old mother of 3. She was born and raised in the Central interior of British Columbia, Canada. She enjoys life in the outdoors and when she isn’t writing she is out working on her farm.
 
She has been a book nerd at heart and always loved the escape of a good book. From Jane Austin to Stephen King she loves them all. She welcomes all her fans to come join her on her Facebook, Twitter and Amazon account where there will be lots of fun and giveaways and you can interact with her.
 
 
 
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Blog Tour – One Final Breath

 

 
 
 
 
Title: One Final Breath
Author: LK Collins | @authorLKCollins
Release Date: February 27 2017
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 One life.
One choice.
One love.
 
Sometimes it’s all we get and one moment could change it all. 
 
I hate the number one—it haunts me; my every waking moment is a constant reminder of what I lost. 
 
One day, I met a guy and I fell in love. 
 
He asked me one question…I said yes. 
 
Our life was perfect…until one day everything changed. 
 
I watched him slowly slip and fade away. 
 
The one person I loved, my best friend, my partner, my everything, was slowly dying right in front of my eyes. 
 
The doctors said he had one year left; he only lasted one month. 
 
As I held on to his hand, he took one final breath and slipped from this world.
 
Leaving me; one woman, one broken heart, one child to show the world to…all alone. 
 
This is my story about the power of one…
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
One Final Breath
 
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I’m not sure what it is about him, but for some reason since we met, he’s consumed my thoughts. He takes the pain away—he makes me feel sane—he makes me feel like there is a light at the end of the dark tunnel I’ve been living in for so long.
 
 
 
 
 

 

 
 
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 From International Bestselling Author, LK Collins, comes One Final Breath an emotional and unforgettable read about losing the one you love and learning how to go on without them.
 
 
LK Collins is the naughty alter ego for the husband-and-wife duo behind multiple bestselling and international bestselling novels. This real-life couple is downright dirty in the bedroom, which bleeds through the pages of their steaming hot stories. While LK writes the books, Mr. Collins, the tattooed god himself, is the mastermind behind so much of the page-turning sexiness. 
 
If you are looking for a scorching read with chemistry so intense it jumps off the pages, then an LK novel is for you. From standalones to series, their stories will have you blushing and panting, ready to reread them the moment you’ve finished. The heroes are alpha, demanding, filthy-talking men that will do anything for their girl…or to get them.

 

 
 
 
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Blog Tour – Dalir’s Salvation

 

 

Will the two of them be strong enough to fight for their newfound love – and their lives?

 

 

 

 

About DALIR’S SALVATION

 

Ari is looking to live a normal life. But after she hits her head, normal is no longer an option. A mysterious, rugged man appears, whom only she can see…each night he fulfills her fantasies and leavers her begging for more. She’s sure he’s a figment of her imagination – until she finds o, to truly be with him, Ari will have to embrace the parts of herself she’s been desperately keeping at bay. Dalir’s been burned by love before, yet he can’t resist Ari’s beauty and charm. And all it takes is one kiss to spark nights of passion. But there’s danger on the horizon that only Dalir and his friends in the band Thane’s Redemption can deal with. And the longer he stays with Ari, the greater the peril to them both. Will the two of them be strong enough to fight for their newfound love – and their lives?

 

 

 

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Ari slipped her keys into the large, beige purse hanging on her shoulder. She released an exasperated exhale. “I don’t need a babysitter.”

 

The hell she didn’t. She should have realized her limitations and let someone else climb the ladder for what she needed.

 

If it makes you feel any better, you’re doing me a favor.” Brooke laid her backpack on the yellow couch. “I have an important paper to work on for my history class. My roommate doesn’t understand the definition of quiet, and I hate studying late at the campus library on weekends. Besides that, Celine would kill me if I didn’t take care of you.” The twenty-two-year-old, college junior smiled as she flipped her brown hair. “I’m staying.”

 

So am I.” Dalir stood in front of Ari.

 

Her jaw tightened as she gave him a withering stare. “In that case, you’re welcome to stay, Brooke. I’ll make up the guest bedroom.”

 

No need. Just tell me where to find a pillow and blanket. I can crash out on the couch. Not that I’ll be getting much sleep. I have a lot to do.” Brooke straightened the hem of her white T-shirt over the waist of her skinny jeans. She shooed Ari toward the hallway. “I’ll work on dinner while you get cleaned up.”

 

I didn’t make it to the store this week. Just order pizza. The menu is on the side of the fridge.” Ari stalked away. The mid-thigh length of her dress and her high heels emphasized Ari’s toned legs. Her hips swayed with every step.

 

Awareness flared. Dalir tamped it down. He needed to know what was going on. She had to stop blowing him off.

 

He phased down the hall and blocked her path into the bedroom. “It won’t work. I know you can hear and see me, Little One. Talk to me.”

 

Ari maneuvered past him. The chain shoulder strap on her purse jangled when she dropped it on top of the natural wood dresser. She slammed the door. “One. You do not boss me around. Two. I got stuffed into a space the size of a soda can because I talked to you, so as far as I’m concerned, we’re done communicating. And three,” she advanced on him, “call me Little One again and you’ll regret it.”

 

Difficult. Mouthy. She was definitely friends with Lauren and Celine.

 

I’m not leaving, Little One, until I get answers.”

 

She socked him in the stomach.

 

Caught off guard, Dalir hissed out a short breath. “You think you can take me?”

 

She glared up at him. “Say it again and find out.” One good junk punch and you’ll drop to your knees.

 

Her thought stung like a phantom slap to the cheek. He backed her up against the edge of the dresser.

 

The mirror shook. Perfume bottles rattled.

 

He planted his palms on either side of her. “I don’t think so.”

 

She lifted her chin. Too bad he’s such a jerk. Her thoughts grew louder in his mind. Look at all those muscles. I’m going with figment of my imagination over ghost. I hit my head. That makes better sense. Doesn’t it? Is it weird for me to be attracted to a figment of my imagination? Wait. What am I doing fighting with him in the first place? He’s my fantasy. I should be stripping him naked and getting my hands on all that goodness. What should I call him? Yummy should definitely be his middle name.

 

He caught a view of her conjured up image of him, shirtless, and her yanking down is zipper. Lust snaked through him. “Be careful what you wish for.”

 

She snickered. “You wish you knew what I wanted.”

 

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About THANE’S REDEMPTION:

The one night she’ll want to remember, she’ll be forced to forget.

It’s been almost a year since Celine’s fiancé’s death and she’s still struggling to move on. But when she meets Thane, the super hot lead singer of Thane’s Redemption, she finds her desire reawakening, and her heart opening. Soon one kiss leads them straight into a night of heated passion…
 
Thane’s unexpected connection with Celine only leaves him wanting more of her—but his life makes it impossible. For Thane’s Redemption is just a cover for a deeper secret: A former Army Ranger presumed dead, Thane is really a time-traveling, covert operative charged with saving the world from disaster. Each jump through time forces those around him to forget he ever existed—and Celine would be no exception. But can time work in their favor to give them a second chance at love? Or will a choice Thane makes in the future put Celine in mortal danger?…

 

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About REID’S DELIVERANCE:

Lauren isn’t looking for love when she spends a scintillating night with Reid, the sexy keyboardist of Thane’s Redemption. While their passion may be off the charts, her trust issues–and Reid’s secret life as a time-traveling covert agent–makes any chance for a relationship impossible. 

When operatives involved in a mysterious project begin dying, Reid defies orders and travels alone into the future to find the cause. But when things go dangerously awry, it takes all of his strength to get himself back to safety–and directly onto Lauren’s doorstep. While neither of them remembers their night of passion, their intense connection leads Lauren to help him. But as Reid’s memories reignite, will he be forced to sacrifice everything to finish his mission–including the woman he loves?

 

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Author Bio:

 

Nina Crespo lives in Florida where she indulges in her favorite passions—the beach, kickboxing, a good glass of wine, and dancing. Her lifelong addiction to romance began in her teens while on a “borrowing spree” in her older sister’s bedroom where she discovered her first romance novel. Curiosity about people and places, including what’s beyond the stars, fuels her writer’s imagination. Indulge in her sensual contemporary stories and steamy paranormal tales to feed your own addiction for love, romance, and happily ever after.
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Release Blitz w/Review – Take The Money And Run

 

 

 

 

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Take the Money and Run

By Samantha Cole

 

 

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With a gun and a duffel bag full of cash, Moriah Jensen is on the run from the police and ruthless drug dealers. She’d fled Chicago after her family was murdered and has spent the past four months trying to stay alive. Using an alias, she has bounced around from town to town, state to state, trying to stay at least a few steps ahead of the people chasing her.

 

 

KC Malone is on a two-week leave from his Navy SEAL team when he arrives at his uncle’s beach house to find a beautiful woman pointing a gun at his chest. What the hell had he just walked in on?

 

When the two become reluctant, temporary housemates, KC offers to train Moriah to defend herself against an alleged abusive ex-boyfriend. But then her past catches up with her and Moriah has to decide between her love for KC and running for safety. To stay would risk both their lives. To run would mean leaving her heart behind.

 

 

 

 

 

Take the Money and Run: Malone Brothers Book 1Take the Money and Run: Malone Brothers Book 1 by Samantha A. Cole
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

KC Malone meets Moriah Jensen AKA Maura when she holds him at gunpoint in his uncle’s cabin. He surprised her at 3am, and she had no idea why he is there. To his credit, he explains everything to her.

Maura cannot trust anyone right now. She can’t afford to. Can she be safe with KC? He agrees to help her, sort of. He just has no idea how much “help” she really needs. The sparks are burning bright between them. Maybe there is more here than meets the eye.

Such a sexy and sweet story filled with heart pumping suspense! The heat can be felt as it jumps off the page between these two characters. I could not put this book down!

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About the Author:

 

Samantha A. Cole is a retired policewoman and former paramedic who has started a third career as an author. She has lived her entire life in the suburbs of New York City and has plans to become a ‘snow-bird’ between New York and Florida. Her two dogs, Jinx and Bella, keep her company and remind their ‘mom’ to take a break from writing every once in awhile to go for a walk, of course with them in tow.

 

An avid reader since childhood, Samantha was often found with a book in hand and sometimes one in each. After being gifted with a stack of romance novels from her grandmother, her love affair with the genre began in her teens.

 

Samantha is continuing to work on the Trident Security series as well as a new trilogy, The Malone Brothers. She also has a few other stand-alone books in the works.

 

 

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Release Blitz – Reid’s Deliverance

 

 

It’s a night Lauren won’t forget…until Reid leaves to save the world…

A one night stand, a mission in the future and a lost memory. Can this Army Ranger sacrifice everything to finish his mission—including the woman he loves? Find out in Reid’s Deliverance by Nina Crespo…

 

 

 

About REID’S DELIVERANCE

 

Can their bond withstand the test of time?

 

Lauren isn’t looking for love when she spends a scintillating night with Reid, the sexy keyboardist of Thane’s Redemption. While their passion may be off the charts, her trust issues–and Reid’s secret life as a time-traveling covert agent–makes any chance for a relationship impossible. 

When operatives involved in a mysterious project begin dying, Reid defies orders and travels alone into the future to find the cause. But when things go dangerously awry, it takes all of his strength to get himself back to safety–and directly onto Lauren’s doorstep. While neither of them remembers their night of passion, their intense connection leads Lauren to help him. But as Reid’s memories reignite, will he be forced to sacrifice everything to finish his mission–including the woman he loves?

 

On Sale in Digital: March 15, 2016

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The lead singer of Thane’s Redemption jumped on stage. He grabbed the mic and blended his rich baritone with the edgy rock beat.

 

Waves of sound filled The Song, and the packed audience of mostly women cheered.

 

Up-tempo guitar riffs and pounding drums brought them to their feet.

 

Lauren Blake danced. Audible sweetness and the dark-haired keyboardist intoxicated her.

 

Muscles flexed underneath the clean-cut hottie’s navy button-down shirt. The rock and thrust of his jean-clad hips inspired fantasies of holding on for a sinful ride. As he played a rapidly building chord, he scanned the crowd. His gaze lingered where she jammed with Ari and Celine.

 

Her heart rate ticked up.

 

Silly, he’s not staring at you. Interacting with the crowd was part of the gig.

 

The band launched into a cover of a popular song.

 

Lauren plopped down in the curved, faux leather chair at the table.

 

Celine sang the lyrics along with the band. Dark hair skimmed her shoulders as she shimmied to the beat. Finally, she was enjoying life.

 

As Lauren fanned her face, she winked at Ari.

 

Plum-colored lip tint complimented her friend’s light brown complexion along with her smile. “Mission accomplished.”

 

Celine had given them hell about going out tonight. Still, they’d zipped her into a killer red dress and dragged her from the apartment. Her having a good time now made up for the massive attitude. Not to mention, she’d snagged Thane. The tall lead singer had a silky-looking mane most women would die for; a muscular build, and, from what she’d heard, mesmerizing golden eyes. He was the sexiest guy in the band. Well, one of the sexiest.

 

Thane sat down on a stool center stage with an acoustic guitar. He dedicated the next song to Celine.

 

The sensual rumba-styled melody captivated most of the women in the audience. The rest shot eye-daggers in their direction. Lauren flipped her hair and gave the haters pointed looks. Please. They needed to get over it. Celine more than deserved the attention.

 

Lauren immersed herself in the lyrics. They were an invitation for one night of passion. The chords hummed through her veins. Images drifted in of the keyboardist wrapping her in his arms. His caresses floating over her. His wicked, tantalizing kisses weakening her knees.

 

Prickles gathered along her spine.

 

He looked her direction.

 

Her face grew hot, and she squeezed her thighs together, quelling the ache. It was dumb to entertain the illusion, especially with her good-man indicator on the fritz. Hadn’t she learned her lesson after consistently picking out so many duds? Her handy hell-no list did ferret out the worst. Mama’s boys and cable sports junkies. In-between-jobs types who wanted to use her as their personal ATM. Commitment-phobes who didn’t “do” relationships. Courtesy of the last loser, double hell-no to self-centered pricks. No amount of talented cock could make up for pure asshole. And, of course, no heroes committed to protecting the world—military, police, not even those cute firemen at the local station. Nothing against dedication, but the sacrifices they made for their jobs ruined relationships.

 

The ballad ended to thunderous applause.

 

At the end of the show, a server dropped an envelope next to Celine. She opened it and

pulled out three blue tickets.

 

Ari’s brown eyes widened. Lights from the stage shimmered in her metallic top as she wiggled in her seat. “We’re going to the after-party!”

 

 

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The one night she’ll want to remember, she’ll be forced to forget.

It’s been almost a year since Celine’s fiancé’s death and she’s still struggling to move on. But when she meets Thane, the super hot lead singer of Thane’s Redemption, she finds her desire reawakening, and her heart opening. Soon one kiss leads them straight into a night of heated passion…
 
Thane’s unexpected connection with Celine only leaves him wanting more of her—but his life makes it impossible. For Thane’s Redemption is just a cover for a deeper secret: A former Army Ranger presumed dead, Thane is really a time-traveling, covert operative charged with saving the world from disaster. Each jump through time forces those around him to forget he ever existed—and Celine would be no exception. But can time work in their favor to give them a second chance at love? Or will a choice Thane makes in the future put Celine in mortal danger?…

 

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Nina Crespo lives in Florida where she indulges in her favorite passions—the beach, kickboxing, a good glass of wine, and dancing. Her lifelong addiction to romance began in her teens while on a “borrowing spree” in her older sister’s bedroom where she discovered her first romance novel. Curiosity about people and places, including what’s beyond the stars, fuels her writer’s imagination. Indulge in her sensual contemporary stories and steamy paranormal tales to feed your own addiction for love, romance, and happily ever after.

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Blog Tour – Holding Court

 

 

 

 

 

Book Title: Holding Court

Author: K.C. Held

Release Date: March. 1, 2016

Genre: YA Mystery

 

 

Sixteen-year-old Jules Verity knows exactly what’s in store at her new job at castle-turned-dinner-theater Tudor Times. Some extra cash, wearing a fancy-pants dress, and plenty of time to secretly drool over the ever-so-tasty–and completely unavailable–Grayson Chandler. Except that it’s not quite what she imagined.

 

For one, the costume Jules has to wear is awful. Then there’s the dead body she finds that just kind of…well, disappears. Oh, and there’s the small issue of Jules and her episodes of what her best friend calls “Psychic Tourette’s Syndrome”–spontaneous and uncontrollable outbursts of seemingly absurd prophecies.

 

The only bright side? This whole dead body thing seems to have gotten Grayson’s attention. Except that the more Jules investigates, the more she discovers that Grayson’s interest might not be as courtly as she thought. In fact, it’s starting to look suspicious…

 

 

 

 

 

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I’ve just entered the main hallway on the ground floor when I hear voices coming from somewhere down the wide stone hall in front of me. I would know one of the voices anywhere. It belongs to none other than Prince Charming himself, Grayson Chandler. Without thinking, I duck into an alcove to my left that holds a suit of armor. I’m trying to squeeze between the suit and the wall when my elbow bumps the handle of the ax held aloft by the armored glove. The ax drops forward, there’s a loud grating sound, and the little circle of stone I’m standing on starts to turn.

 

An opening appears in the wall behind me and I give a yelp of surprise and panic when I realize I’ve triggered some sort of secret entranceway. The stone circle grinds to a stop and I find myself in total darkness. I stand still for a second, trying to get my bearings, then put my hands out and take a step forward, feeling for something solid in the darkness around me. I turn slowly until my fingers come into contact with the suit of armor. I shift slightly to my left and run my hands over the rough stone wall to the side of the alcove, searching for a light switch or a doorknob or something that will either help me figure out where I am or get me the hell out. I reach higher on the wall, and my hand brushes against something that feels like a post set inside a metal bracket. I run my fingers along the post until I find a small knob at the top. I hold my breath and twist the knob.

 

There’s a soft click and a wall sconce flares to life. I step back from the sudden glare and stumble over something lying on the floor behind me. I do a kind of hopping chicken dance as I try to regain my balance but end up landing on my elbow on the hard stone floor. My eyes fill with tears from the sharp pain in my arm and I lie there for a second trying to decide if my elbow is broken or just missing the top layer of skin. Once I determine it’s bloody but functional, I sit up, and that’s when I see the girl lying on the floor staring up at me.

 

Oh, jeez, I’m sorry,” I say. “I didn’t mean to step on you, I had no idea anyone was in here. Um…are you okay?” She doesn’t say anything, just stares at me with these bulgy bloodshot eyes, and then I notice the chain wrapped around her throat, biting into her skin. “Oh, crap. You’re dead, aren’t you?”

 

When she doesn’t answer, I reach a finger out and touch her forehead. She doesn’t respond. I let out a whimper and scramble backward. And then I hear something in the passageway behind me. Something that sounds like heavy breathing.

 

I stand up and throw myself at the suit of armor. “Help!” I scream. “Someone get me out of here!” I run my fingers over the stone wall again, searching for a mechanism that will open the secret entranceway. I hear a scraping sound behind me and I scream again. I grab for the ax, desperate for something to protect myself from whoever, or whatever, is in the passageway behind me. Instead of coming free, the ax tips forward and the circle of stone begins to move again.

 

I’m still screaming when I find myself back in the main hallway, face to face with Grayson Chandler and a guy holding a very large sword. Before I can stop to think, I throw myself at Grayson, burying my face in the folds of his billowy white shirt.

 

Grayson! Oh my God, there’s a girl in there. And she’s dead!”

 

 

 

 

 

K.C. HELD was born and raised in California with stopovers in Honduras, Mexico, and France. Married to her high school sweetheart, and mom to two avid bookworms, she holds an MFA in costume design and is an accomplished seamstress with a background in opera, theater, film, and television. Although she once spent a summer working in a castle, there were no dead bodies involved.

 

 

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Blog Tour – One More Night With You

 
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and Print Set of the Blue Dynasty Series (1-4)

 

 
ONE MORE NIGHT WITH YOU
Blue Dynasty #5
Lisa Marie Perry
Releasing March 1st, 2016
Harlequin Kimani
 
 

Loving him is a dangerous job…

Former DEA agent Josephine de la Peña loved Zaf Ahmadi once—and she’s got the bullet scar to prove it. No wonder she holds a grudge against her hacker ex. But now, just as Joey’s preparing for a new job with the Las Vegas Slayers, Zaf reappears, insisting she’s in danger. The sexual pull between them is still as intense, and liable to hurt more than any gunshot.

Even if Joey could forgive him for the botched drug bust that got her injured, Zaf can’t forgive himself. Obsessively hunting for the criminals who killed his cousin warped his judgment. To protect Joey, he suggests he pose as her boyfriend. As long as he can keep emotional distance, he can keep her safe. Until the case presents him with a choice: pursue the vengeance he craves—or try to turn one smoldering night into so much more…

 
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Shy, Zaf?”

 

He didn’t find the boldness in her tone authentic but accepted the words as a gauntlet thrown. He wasn’t shy; he was desperate and venturing into trouble he couldn’t mend.

 

Zaf leaned, angled his head, and she met him halfway. Her glossy lips were slippery under his kiss, teasing him as if she was flicking a feather across his face.

 

Can’t seem to make a solid landing there, can you?” she uttered against his mouth.

 

The almost and not quite and close misses were a game to her.

 

But not to him. For Zaf, this was life and death.

 

Joey…”

 

Shh. Tell me something. You hacked Willa Smart’s company to get to me. Was it for this, for a kiss from a woman you used to screw?”

 

He’d done it because he was her protector. Compromising a matchmaker’s compatibility program was the means he’d taken to fulfill his obligation to her. Even if he’d lost his morality, he still possessed a sense of duty—whether he wanted it or not. “You were more than that. You’ve always known it.”

 

Have I?”

 

The love that had once breathed between them had been inconvenient and confusing, yet the realest element in either of their lives. It had struck them unexpectedly. Neither was willing to let it go, and for that they were both to blame. Because something that good couldn’t last. Not for people like them who’d done what they had.

 

I got to you because I’m on a job,” he told her. Yeah, it was a vague explanation, but he wouldn’t divulge particulars now. “The kiss is because I can’t fight it. I’ve thought about you constantly since that night. It hasn’t been never-ending death, but it’s been a never-ending mindfuck.”

 

They put you down, didn’t they? DC?”

 

It needed to happen.”

 

Down deep, Zaf. You didn’t turn up at your parents’ place in Jersey or even in Pakistan. There was talk that you were dead but I didn’t think that. I knew you wouldn’t get time, either, that they’d rather have you on reserve than in a cell. About a year after… What I’m trying to say is I tried to bring you back and I couldn’t find you.”

 

His mind spun through the past five years. The US government had dragged his ass up for a few missions that needed a sharpshooter of his caliber on the front line, but had thrown him back afterward at his request. He was freelance—off record, off the FBI’s payroll, damn near a ghost. He wanted it that way.

 

Why’d you want to bring me back?”

 

To ask you why you went dirty. You cut a deal with those bastards when I thought we were on the same side. You killed me when you turned, damn it.”

 

So she still believed he’d defected to the drug-funneling terrorists he’d been quietly hunting since they’d captured, tortured and murdered his cousin eight years ago. The feds hadn’t gone out of their way to clean up his image, but what did it matter now? There was so much that Joey didn’t know. But she’d been a thread in a web that was bigger than DEA and even now it was necessary to lead her with lies.

 

The kiss,” she said finally as fresh tears welled. “Don’t fight it.”

 

There was something he didn’t altogether trust about her spurring him on, but as he’d said—he couldn’t fight it. Nor would he try. Giving her what she provoked, he let go of her hand to hold her head steady. She yielded, opening her mouth to bring him home.

 
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Lisa Marie Perry encounters difficult fictional men and women on a daily basis. She writes contemporary romance fiction with plenty of sizzle, energy and depth. Flawed, problematic, damaged characters are welcome. Her tales feature exciting multicultural mash-ups, sexy guy-next-door heroes and powerful larger-than-life alphas who are brought to their knees by the love of complicated women.

According to Lisa Marie, an imagination is a terrible thing to ignore. So is a good cappuccino. After years of college, customer service gigs and a career in caregiving, she at last gave in to buying an espresso machine and writing to her imagination’s desire. She lives in America’s heartland and she has every intention of making the Colorado Mountains her new stomping grounds. She drives a truck, enjoys indie rock, collects Medieval literature, watches too many comedies, has a not-so-secret love for lace and adores rugged men with a little bit of nerd.

Blog Tour – Into The Fury

 
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INTO THE FURY
 
BOSS, Inc. #1
Kat Martin
 
Releasing on January 26, 2016.
Zebra

 

A bodyguard, a bounty hunter, a P.I.–the men of Brodie Operations Security Service, Inc. are down for the job. . .
 
Sinners, whores, and sluts beware–your time is at hand: a faceless menace is threatening lingerie models on a cross country tour, and Ethan Brodie is there to defend and protect.
 
Ethan’s learned the hard way that beauty is no substitute for character. So even though Valentine Hart is one of the most breathtaking women he’s ever seen, he’s keeping his hands off and his eyes open. Or that’s what he tells himself.
 
Then one of the models is murdered, and the closer Ethan gets to the answers, the closer he finds himself to Valentine–and the hotter the pressure feels. There’s more to Val–more to the other girls–than he could have guessed. But one is keeping a secret that could kill them all.
 
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“I don’t know about you,” Dirk grumbled, “but I don’t know how much more of this I can take. I’ve been walking around with a hard-on for the past two hours.”

 

 

Ethan chuckled. When he’d seen Valentine Hart walk out in her tiny red lace panties and a bra that shoved up her breasts like a feast for a king, he’d had to fight damned hard to maintain his highly prized control. Damned hard. He almost smiled.

 

 

“You like that one, don’t you?” Dirk said. “Valentine. Gotta love the name.”

 

 

“Sounds like a stripper, and I don’t like her—I don’t even know her. She’s Samantha’s friend. Sam asked me to keep a special eye on her.”

 

 

Dirk laughed. “Well, you shouldn’t have much trouble doing that.”

 

 

Ethan flashed him a look. “Somewhere in your testosterone fogged brain you do recall there’s no mixing with the staff?”

 

 

Before Dirk could reply, one of the girls walked past wearing nothing but a silver thong and a strapless silver bra. She slid a sexy smile toward Dirk, and he groaned.

 

 

“Oh, yeah, I recall. I’m reminded every few minutes.”

 

 

The corner of Ethan’s mouth edged up. He could hardly blame his friend. He had never seen such an astonishing array of beautiful faces and drop-dead gorgeous bodies.

 

 

He looked up just then, caught a glimpse of Valentine in her cowboy costume, felt a jolt of lust so strong his body went rock solid and his nostrils flared. Long, honey-blond hair, full breasts temptingly displayed, nice high ass, and legs that went on forever.

 

 

Ethan clenched his jaw. Dammit. He was off women. And because she was a friend of Samantha’s, especially off that one. He wondered how the two women could possibly have anything in common, a homemaker like Sam and a lingerie model who flaunted herself half naked in front of a million men.

 

 

“We need to make a sweep,” he said, his voice a little gruff. “I’ll take the left wing, you take the right.”

 

 

Dirk nodded, and they moved off in opposite directions. An orchestra provided the music, country for this segment of the show. As a Shania Twain song began to play and the rehearsal continued, Ethan made a point of seeking out each of his men.

 

 

“Everything okay?” he asked Joe Posey, who was posted not far from the dressing rooms.

 

 

The black ex-cop just smiled, his eyes riveted on the beautiful ebony-skinned Amarika, standing to his left, talking to another girl. “My wife’s gonna get lucky when I get home tonight.”

 

 

Ethan bit back a groan. “At least you have a wife.”

 

 

Posey grinned. “She’s real pretty, too. And sexy. I won’t need to fantasize about one of these gals here.”

 

 

“That’s just cruel,” Ethan said.

 

 

Posey laughed. What? Big strappin’ fella like you? I imagine you got someone you could call.”

 

 

“I imagine.” But the more he thought about sleeping with some old flame, the less interested he was.

 

 

He thought of Valentine Hart and began to get hard. Damn. He hated when this happened, when his interest fixed on a particular female. It was exactly what had happened with Allison, and look how badly that had turned out.

 

 

Joe’s smile faded as he glanced around. “No sign of trouble. I’ll head downstairs, check the basement again.”

 

 

Ethan nodded. La Belle had its own men posted at each entrance, both inside and out. Ethan had spotted Beau Desmond a couple of times, along with his buddy, a blond guy named Bick Gallagher, who looked more like a surfer than a private cop. Fortunately, there was plenty to do so they rarely crossed paths.

 

 

Ethan’s men were mobile, moving quietly, keeping watch in and around the theater. All carried radios in case there was any sign of trouble, along with expandable batons. None carried firearms—though Ethan and Dirk would both be armed during the show tomorrow night.

 

 

Near the front entrance, Ethan spoke to Pete Hernandez, the short, muscular Latino, got the same answer he’d gotten from Posey.

 

 

“Not much going on. A couple of guys got past the outside guard. I saw them walk in. When the inside man tried to stop them, they got in his face. I was close enough to help.

 

 

We talked to them, calmed them down, suggested they come back tomorrow night if they wanted to see the show. They got the message loud and clear and left without any more hassle.”

 

 

“Nice work. The idea is to stop trouble before it can escalate into a serious problem. Better to use your head than your fists or that baton you’re carrying.”

 

 

Pete nodded.

 

 

Ethan figured Pete had passed his first test, hadn’t flown off the handle, had kept his cool and done his job.

 

 

“Keep your eyes open,” Ethan said as he walked away.

 

 

The rehearsal went smoothly, the fittings, the music, the staging and routines in all five segments. He’d been surprised to learn the Diamond Jubilee portion featured the girls in actual diamond necklaces worth hundreds of thousands, even millions of dollars.

 

 

The jewelry, provided by David Klein Jewelers, an upscale national chain, would arrive in a Seattle Armored Transport vehicle, protected by four armed security guards.

 

 

“I don’t like surprises,” Ethan said when Carlyle told him.

 

 

“I especially don’t like surprises that involve that kind of money.”

 

 

“Sorry. I guess I should have mentioned it sooner. As far as we’re concerned, the jewelry’s just part of the costuming. It’s the Klein company’s problem to get the stuff in and out safely.”

 

 

“Something worth that much is an attractive nuisance. It poses a risk to everyone.”

 

 

“You’re right. Again, I apologize. We’ve been using the stuff in the show for the last couple of years without a hitch. I guess I got a little apathetic. The good news is, the jewelry won’t be worn today. It doesn’t arrive until just before the show tomorrow night.”

 

 

But diamonds worth millions added another layer of potential trouble for Ethan to worry about.

 

 

“I’ll make my men aware,” he said and took off to accomplish the task.

 

 

The day turned out to be shorter than he’d figured. By six o’clock on Friday afternoon the dress rehearsal was over. Carlyle wanted everyone to go home, take it easy, and get a good night’s sleep. He wanted the crew alert and the models rested and looking good for the big show tomorrow evening.

 

 

Ethan couldn’t imagine how twenty-nine gorgeous women could possibly look any better.

 

 

“We’ll celebrate when the show is over,” Carlyle promised the group of models clustered backstage at the end of the day. “You’ve all done a great job so far. Tomorrow night the world will see how beautiful you all are. And how sexy La Belle lingerie can make a woman look and feel.”

 

 

The group applauded and started breaking up. La Belle security was escorting the local models back to their homes, the others over to the Fairmont Olympic. Ethan waited until everyone on the stage crew had left the theater; then he and his men made a sweep to ensure no one was still inside after the doors were locked. They needed to make certain no one could hide and get to the women tomorrow night during the show.

 

 

Satisfied everything was in order, and leaving Beau Desmond and some of his men to do the final lockup, Ethan climbed into his Jeep and headed for his Belltown apartment.

 

 

He’d only driven a couple of blocks when his phone started ringing. He didn’t recognize the number as he hit the hands-free button.

 

 

“Brodie.”

 

 

“Ethan, hi, it’s Debbie Bryant.”

 

 

A woman he had dated a few times last year. “Hey, Deb. What’s up?” Debbie was the regional head of marketing for a big retail home decor company. She was based in Los Angeles but flew into Seattle every four months. Deb was smart, sexy, and interesting, and she had no expectations of anything more than a night out and a good time in bed.

 

 

“I’m only in town just today,” she said. “I thought maybe . . . if you weren’t busy . . . we might get together for a drink after work.”

 

 

He knew where a drink would lead, told himself to say yes. Maybe a night with Debbie would ease some of the sexual frustration he was feeling. “I appreciate the call, Deb. It’s great to hear from you. Unfortunately . . . I’m . . . on a job. Maybe we can get together next time.”

 

 

“Sure. Same goes if you’re in LA. You’ve got my number.

 

Take care, Ethan.”

 

 

“You, too, Deb.” Ethan hit the disconnect button. He couldn’t believe he’d turned down Deb’s offer. Maybe watching all those half-naked women had addled his brain.

 

 

Whatever it was, it looked like he was going home alone again tonight. Ethan reminded himself he was off women. He told himself staying celibate for a while was exactly what he needed.

 

Ethan clenched his jaw and called himself a fool.

 
 
Kat Martin is the author of twenty-one Historical and Contemporary Romance novels. She tackles many different aspects of her genre with settings ranging from the rugged West to the Antebellum South, Regency, Georgian, and Medieval England. Not one to shy away from change, she also tackles Contemporary Romantic Suspense novels which involve the paranormal. Some of her titles include Nothing But Velvet, Sweet Vengeance, and Dangerous Passions. These works have won a bevy of awards including a recent Romantic Times Magazine nomination for Best Historical Romance of 1998 for her latest release, Wicked Promise. She is also published in, among others, Germany, Norway, Sweden, China, Russia, and Spain.
 
Before starting her writing career in 1985, Kat was a real estate broker. During that time, she met her husband, Larry Jay Martin, also a Kensington author. After double majoring in Anthropology and History at the University of California at Santa Barbara, she found herself incredibly interested in the past. In fact, she and Larry often do research in the areas where their books take place. She remarks, “We like to stay in out-of-the-way inns and houses built in times past. It’s fun and it gives a wonderful sense of a bygone era.”
 
In May, Kat will release her next Historical Romance, Night Secrets. Following that is an upcoming Zebra release, a Contemporary Romantic Suspense entitled The Silent Rose, which will be out in August. “It’s a ghostly tale of romance and intrigue that was based on a real life incident,” says Kat. “It’s a little bit scary, a whole lot sexy, and hopefully lots of fun to read.”
 
 
INTO THE WHIRLWIND 
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