Friday, July 15, 2016

Title: Who I Am With You
Author: Amanda Lanclos
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: August 15, 2016
Dallas Garrison was a normal blue collar guy. In his late twenties, he worked fourteen hour days, every day. He lived his life and never expected it to change much. That is, until an unforeseen circumstance happens on his ranch.
Once his eyes meet the sea-blue eyes belonging to Kennedy Miller again, all bets are off. Their history is laced with pain and Dallas is all too familiar with the torment loving Kennedy brings.
But what guts him most, is that she doesn’t remember a damn thing. Especially not the reasons she loved him all those years ago.
Amanda resides in the lovely state of Louisiana just a short drive from Death Valley aka Baton Rouge. When she isn't head deep into a book she is spending time either blogging, writing, or being a mommy to two beautiful blonde headed blue eyed babies. Amanda never expected to be a writer, but one day that all changed when she saw a picture of a military man with both of his legs taken from an IUD in a war, and that is where her inspiration came for her very first novel Irreparable. With three books already out in the series she is working on the next as well as a Christian Romance about how to overcome grief and blaming yourself. Contact Amanda, because she loves to hear from her readers! Email: authoramandalanclos@gmail.com
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cover 831 x 351 version 2 (1) Today we have Catching Preeya by Rissa Brahm, a sexy new contemporary romance. Check it out and be sure to enter Rissa's giveaway! About Catching Preeya: Catching Preeya - Ebook Fight… Flight attendant Preeya Patel wears her mother’s wanderlust-genes like a catwalk model. After quitting med school, she flies fast-and-free through her twenties—a staunch middle finger to her Dr. Dad. She wants the life of her dreams—a wild ride with a savage partner in crime to go with it. But dreams don’t often match what fate delivers… Flight… Young widower, Dr. Ben Trainer, is flying to Mexico, joining yet another vaccine mission, alleviating his grief and guilt one needy soul at a time. And…risking his life might just set him free. Or Fall… When an in-flight emergency throws Ben and Preeya together to save a child, logic and whimsy collide. Both lost souls’ find something hot and deep and true—an unforeseen connection. But dreams morph, old nightmares haunt, secrets surface. In order to navigate their futures, they must face their pasts. Hard. Will Preeya recognize the man of her wildest dreams? Or will Ben fly from this second-chance love before her eyes open? A fight—or flight—to the finish…for love.   Final design 1200 x 900 cover airport flight Buy Links: CATCHING PREEYA Taking Jana


Exclusive Excerpt: The AEDs? Preeya swallowed hard and nearly choked on the dryness in her throat. Please don’t need the defib pads for this boy. This child. Ben’s hand met hers, as if sensing her terror. “Probably won’t need ’em; it’s just in case. Second epi shot, please.” While he checked the boy’s carotid again, she placed the injector in his free hand. “Pulse and breathing are slowing.” He held the shot up to his face and checked the injector’s dosage. “Another point-three milligrams…here we go.” He slammed it hard into the boy’s other thigh. They both stared at the child. At his eyes and face, his throat, his chest…which had ceased any and all movement. The boy’s breath had stopped. “Okay, buddy, let’s do this.” Ben glanced at his watch to note the time again, then rose up on his knees and began CPR. “The pads, now?” Preeya asked from the floor while holding Ben’s waist to balance him through a rough patch of turbulence. Between counts, “No, not yet.” Ben finished two swift breaths into the boy’s mouth, now purple lips. Still nothing. “Yes—two, three, four—the pads.” Breath, breath. “But, Jesus, a defibrillator on this age heart…” Shit, was Ben getting concerned? “I’m going to grab the AEDs myself—Leena’s taking too long.” She spun toward first class to go, but Ben grabbed her wrist before she took a step. Ben couldn’t say a word to follow up his touch before she heard it. A gasp. A gasp from heaven, that’s what met her ears. The boy jolted, his torso suddenly perpendicular to his legs, clutching his neck in his hands, air flooding into his shocked and oxygen-deprived body. The lanky and frail twelve-year-old body, now sitting up with life. Alive, thank God. His mother came running up the aisle toward them and knelt at her boy’s feet. Ben slid behind the boy at the window end of the row and let the child rest on Ben’s chest while the child continued to oxygenate. Preeya’s heart racked her rib cage and, officially dizzy from adrenaline and pure fear, she let her body slide to the floor then surrender back onto her calves. She swallowed back the emotion, held it at the brink. Oh God, that mother’s terror. Dear Jesus, the weight of the mere thought of losing a child made her never, ever want kids. Thoughts of losing Prana, her baby sister, swept in but Preeya blew them out again with a violent gust as quick as they’d come. No, not ever. Leena was there the next second, heaving with relief. “Oh God, thank you.” “Landing…?” Ben asked of Leena. “Boise. Seven minutes out.” “With this type of allergic event, we don’t know if there will be another episode. Have an ambulance standing by. And two more injections at the ready.” Preeya got up from the floor. “The kit in the front has two more. I’ll get ’em. And waters…” The boy’s mother brought one back for her son as Preeya had instructed. “I’ll bring back a few more bottles.” “Yes. Please,” Ben said, his head leaning against the hard window shade, the boy still panting, eyes closed, weak, wilted against Ben’s sweat-drenched and heaving chest. Preeya started down the aisle, but looked back over her shoulder. At Dr. Ben Trainer. How’d he do it? Moment by moment, breath by breath, he’d pushed life back into the lifeless. He literally breathed a second chance into that near-dead boy, that hardly-lived-yet son of that mother, that gasping-and-grasping child, the brother to that wailing little girl. To keep it down, all of the erupting near-death and too-close, Preeya bit her bottom lip. Hard. So hard it might’ve drawn blood—she didn’t know or care. But the sharp pain did its job. No tears. Breathe, and no tears. It had been just way too much life and death. Perhaps she’d stumbled upon yet another subconscious reason for having dropped out of medical school. Life and death. Not for her.


  Rissa Brahm Bio: RomanceAuthorRissaBrahmZoomed copy Contemporary romance writer Rissa Brahm grew up in New York and has since lived in all four corners of the United States, and beyond. The beautiful paradise of Puerto Vallarta, Mexico—the core setting of her hot & heartfelt debut series, Paradise South—is Rissa’s most recent and beloved home. After two decades of working in the rigid—and sometimes blurry—world of finance, she's taken hold of her truest dream, writing hot and heartfelt stories full time. When not chained-by-choice to her MacBook, she is embarking on outdoor adventures with her husband and little girl, laughing to tears with a good rom com, eating amazing Indian food with something chocolate for dessert; reading good, hot scorchers in bed; biking, long walks, and yoga; zoning out to killer music from across the decades and the globe; and getting lost only to discover a new exciting route home again. You can connect with Rissa on Facebook, Twitter or by email anytime by heading to www.RissaBrahm.com.

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Title: With a Twist
Series: A Bad Habits Novel
Author: Staci Hart
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Release Date: July 16, 2015



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Love is somewhere near the bottom of Lily Thomas’ list of life goals, right next to competitive eating and underwater cave diving. She’s spent six years pirouetting and pliéing her way up the ranks of the New York Ballet with her eye on the prize and love in the back seat. But now that Blane Baker -- Lily’s long time crush -- is finally single, she’ll throw her rules out the window without thinking twice.

Reality with Blane isn’t as epic as the fantasy she imagined, and the truth sends her spinning straight into the arms of the man she never knew she’d always wanted.

West Williams has been friends with Lily since the day she moved into their building and he saved her armoire from a swift, sudden death by staircase. Their friendship has always been easy, the boundaries clearly defined. With neither of them willing to risk their relationship, they’ve drifted happily through the years as companions, never considering more.

That is, until they do. And that realization changes everything.

With a Twist is a standalone romantic comedy.





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Staci has been a lot of things up to this point in her life: a graphic designer, an entrepreneur, a seamstress, a clothing and handbag designer, a waitress. Can't forget that. She's also been a mom, with three little girls who are sure to grow up to break a number of hearts. She's been a wife, even though she's certainly not the cleanest, or the best cook. She's also super, duper fun at a party, especially if she's been drinking whiskey. Her favorite word starts with f and ends with k.

From roots in Houston, to a seven year stint in Southern California, Staci and her family ended up settling somewhere in between and equally north, in Denver. They are new enough that snow is still magical. When she's not writing, she's sleeping, cleaning, or designing graphics.



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About Catching Preeya: Catching Preeya - Ebook Fight… Flight attendant Preeya Patel wears her mother’s wanderlust-genes like a catwalk model. After quitting med school, she flies fast-and-free through her twenties—a staunch middle finger to her Dr. Dad. She wants the life of her dreams—a wild ride with a savage partner in crime to go with it. But dreams don’t often match what fate delivers… Flight… Young widower, Dr. Ben Trainer, is flying to Mexico, joining yet another vaccine mission, alleviating his grief and guilt one needy soul at a time. And…risking his life might just set him free. Or Fall… When an in-flight emergency throws Ben and Preeya together to save a child, logic and whimsy collide. Both lost souls’ find something hot and deep and true—an unforeseen connection. But dreams morph, old nightmares haunt, secrets surface. In order to navigate their futures, they must face their pasts. Hard. Will Preeya recognize the man of her wildest dreams? Or will Ben fly from this second-chance love before her eyes open? A fight—or flight—to the finish…for love.  



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Self-induced orgasm aside, he hardly slept at all. He was too excited. When the sun rose, so did he, excited to be awake, and strangely not tired at all.

He laughed to himself.

After Jamie passed, he had to find ways to trick his brain just to get his two feet on the floor most mornings. Coffee, the paper, the news, a run—or a damn doughnut? While recouping at his sister’s after the funeral, not even a glorious Vallarta sunrise had enticed him. Because, Jesus, what could he tell his mind to look forward to if it wasn’t Jamie by his side, or in the kitchen making coffee, or in the shower, or in the car waiting for him? No, instead of his wife, his love, all he’d had was the emptiness, the shame, the logistical nightmare of his medical license surrounding him. That was what awaited him each and every day since Jamie left him.

It had been a few months of downward spiral when a colleague told him about Doctors Without Borders, and he jumped on it. He needed such an extreme to move him forward. To keep him going. With life. To see raw reality and struggle worse than his own, and to see a difference he could affect. It was the only thing that made his void manageable. Or the illusion of. But it didn’t fill it, not really. Not at all, in fact. It just kind of hid it from view. From his view.

But none of that mattered today. The clock showed 5:00 a.m.; his feet were firmly planted on the floor and there were only three more hours until he got to see Preeya again. Three hours before he got to talk to her. Laugh with her. Swim in her near-violet eyes. Hear more about her past and present. And what she wanted for her future. What did she really want in future? In life? He craved more direct knowledge of her being. What drove her on? The intrigue was almost killing him.

Just three more hours.








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Rissa Brahm Bio: RomanceAuthorRissaBrahmZoomed copy Contemporary romance writer Rissa Brahm grew up in New York and has since lived in all four corners of the United States, and beyond. The beautiful paradise of Puerto Vallarta, Mexico—the core setting of her hot & heartfelt debut series, Paradise South—is Rissa’s most recent and beloved home. After two decades of working in the rigid—and sometimes blurry—world of finance, she's taken hold of her truest dream, writing hot and heartfelt stories full time. When not chained-by-choice to her MacBook, she is embarking on outdoor adventures with her husband and little girl, laughing to tears with a good rom com, eating amazing Indian food with something chocolate for dessert; reading good, hot scorchers in bed; biking, long walks, and yoga; zoning out to killer music from across the decades and the globe; and getting lost only to discover a new exciting route home again. You can connect with Rissa on Facebook, Twitter or by email anytime by heading to www.RissaBrahm.com. Links: website: www.RissaBrahm.com email: me@RissaBrahm.com pinterest: www.RissaBrahm.com/pinterest facebook: www.RissaBrahm.com/facebook goodreads: www.RissaBrahm.com/goodreads twitter: www.RissaBrahm.com/twitter Youtube: www.RissaBrahm.com/YouTube Author Central: amazon.com/author/rissabrahm   

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Title: Afterglow Author: Maria Monroe Genre: Apocalyptic Romance Cover Design: Pink Ink Designs Release Date: July 13, 2016
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Who knew the apocalypse could be so sexy? Nina can shoot a gun, start a fire, and kick some serious ass. So when a killer virus and solar storm decimate the country, she’s as prepared as possible to survive. She just needs a motorcycle to navigate the cluttered roads and meet up with her family. Creed, former Marine, is tattooed and tough. He’s scarred inside and out. Loss is no stranger to him, and he avoids getting close to anyone at all costs. When Nina tries to steal his motorcycle they have a vicious fight, but necessity and attraction force them into an uneasy alliance. They travel together through the dangerous landscape, where trouble lurks around every corner and they need each other to survive. But the biggest danger just might be falling in love. Equally as exciting as it is sexy, Afterglow contains graphic sex and some violence, so please read at your own risk. 18+ recommended. This is a standalone. motorcycle at sunset

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Title: Power
Author: Kenya Wright
Genre: Romance Crime Thriller
Release Date: July 15, 2016



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***Warning: This book contains adult language, graphic violence, and explicit sex that may be disturbing for some readers. This book is not intended for readers under the age of 18.**

Mary Jane, a struggling comedienne, stumbled into the wrong club at the wrong time. She didn't notice the gangster gripping the gun and the two scary men on his sides. She just jumped on the stage, tested the microphone, and went into her routine. 

And that's where things got interesting.

Noah was the gangster that gripped the gun. The Beast of Din City. The Boss of the Streets. The one who ruled them all from the North to the South. Not liking to murder women, he'd now been thrown into an uncomfortable situation. She'd accidentally become a witness to something she shouldn't have seen.

She'd now become a problem.

Yet, their gazes met and hearts faltered, thump, thumping in their chest like a tune beat out from bullets slicing through the air and bodies crashing to the ground.

Their gazes met and things would never be the same for him or her, nor the Streets. Their gazes met and he decided not to kill her, instead he took her on a journey where sex meets the rhythm of the streets, high to low, smooth to rough, growing inside of them both until they're not sure, if any of them will survive—him, her, or those bloody streets.







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Noah’s POV

If I could, I would’ve written it all down. The taste of her sex. The softness of her flesh. The richness of her moans. The squeaking of the bed.

She had that good pussy. The sort a man wanted to lock down and trap to him. Never let out, unless the chick was strapped to him. That good pussy. I’d heard legends of women with gold between their thighs, but thought it was bullshit. Now, I was a believer. She had that good pussy. Gushing and dripping. Her sex wet for me. It was a perfect opening to pleasure. Folds like satin, a liquid symphony. Good pussy. Warm flesh hugging my cock. Drawing me inside of her. Luring. Singing to never stop.

“Oh, Noah,” Mary Jane moaned. “It feels so good.”
 

That’s a goddamn understatement.



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Kenya Wright wrote her first novel during her third year at UM Law school. She dropped out a month after the release and never looked back.

Words are power,
and Kenya wants to be the greatest wizard that ever lived.

It's an audacity to inspire
and teach the healing of love through arousal.

It's this crazy idea that love
can not only help a reader escape,
but the story can also teach the person
about being human,
while making them laugh,
cry,
and hot for more sex.



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Heist, Cabernet Sauvignon, Santa Ynez Valley, California – 2013


Inky, opaque garnet-to-brick hues in the glass. Ripe, juicy and loveable on the nose and palate with notes of black currant, cassis and blackberry over wet forest floor. Threads of violet and chocolate throughout. Nice balance, medium finish, ready to drink now.

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Calamity Sue, Riesling, Arroyo Seco, California - 2014

Hues of pale yellow straw in the glass. Perfumy white flowers on the nose and ripe pear. Nice balance between acidity, fruit extraction and sweetness. Complex and interesting with a mineral nuance.


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Blurb



To the outside world, Kray Brooks had it all growing up.

Wealth. The devoting parents.

The beautiful girlfriend.

Good grades.



All of it a lie, except her. The woman he left behind thirteen years ago to try and achieve his real dream... to become a musician.



Life doesn't always go according to the plan you set out for yourself.

Sometimes, you drift. Become lost, lose hope and crash.



For thirteen years he's been drifting wherever his guitar takes him, avoiding his past. Never thinking of his future.

Not once did he think it would all catch up to him. Until it did.




Excerpt


“You in there or what?” Josh nudges me with his hip. His finger

rises up to tap me on my temple, startling me out of my slumber. I

stumble forward, damn near tripping over a guitar case that’s sitting

on the edge of the sidewalk. I should be paying attention to where

I’m going. There are many people here singing and offering up

some sort of trick for money up and down this strip. Only the ones

who can carry a tune catch my wandering eye for more than a

second. Not that they all don’t deserve my attention, but the people

who sing have a raw, natural talent. I become lost in their voices.

Attuned. Familiar. There’s no sweet, tender, or rough and seductive

e voice close by. Therefore, whoever owns this particular case isn’t

singing, or otherwise I may have pulled Josh to a sudden stop to

listen before tumbling over it like an idiot. “Shit. Sorry about that,”

I tell the man I notice standing up against the brick wall without

looking at him. This is what I get for thinking about things I

shouldn’t. “It was my fault,” Josh comments as we both bend down

to shove the few dollar bills that fell out back into the case. The

man behind us just mumbles something incoherent. I instantly feel

worse for some reason. He’s worked hard for this money. In the

heat no less. And here I am, scrounging around to make sure I

gather it all up while assholes walk around me not giving a shit

there are two people squatted down on the sidewalk. They just step

around us, not bothering to offer help. Insensitive assholes. I reach

into my purse and toss a hundred-dollar bill inside the case. I know

most of these people spend their money on booze and drugs. I don’t

care. Well, I do, really. They should be using it wisely. But who am

I to judge? I only wish I could have heard him sing before we walk

away. The talent they have is remarkable. It’s sad, really, how I

enjoy listening to them sing on these streets for food, a home, or

more than likely a fix of alcohol or drugs. I can’t help it; those

voices carry me away. Some of them are truly mesmerizing.

Wasted talent on a dirty street. I’m sure some are runaways with

dreams shattered and hopes burned. This is the only way they know

how to survive. The Hollywood record producers should listen to

some of these talented people instead of shoving their lying butts

into the faces of the fake boob Barbie to either get in her pants or

rake her back over hot coals, sucking as much money out of her as

they can. If only the rich would seek out the poor. To lend a hand to

those who only think life has fed them nothing but shit. For these

people to see that no matter how bad your life has been, if given the

chance or a choice, you can become whoever you want to be, even

if you’re alone doing it. I turn to the man whose face is darkened by

the way he stands. His face is completely out of my sight with his

chin tugged down to where it’s almost touching his chest. One

black, shiny-booted foot rests up against the wall. His jeans hang

low. He’s wearing a faded gray t-shirt that, if I’m correct, was

black at one time. It also looks way too small, because my god, is it

tight across his massive chest. He has shoulders any woman would

love to reach around and grab as he lies on top of her. I’d give

anything to see his face. To hear him sing. To observe and dissect

his talent.






The DrifterThe Drifter by Kathy Coopmans
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

This is a second chance romance with all of the feels! Kray Brooks will pull every single one of your heartstrings. He makes choices in his young life, out of love, only to find out years later that those choices didn’t really protect Rori in the way he had meant them to. Years later Rori is still just as much wrapped up in her first love as Kray is. Their reunion is beautiful and heartbreaking at the same time. There is so much love in this book; not only between the two characters but the love that I felt for each of them as I read it.
Personally, I think this is the best book this author has written. I couldn’t wait to get my hands on it and now that I have I can’t stop the feels that are still there after reading it. I loved it.


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About the Author:

Kathy Coopmans



USA Today Best-Selling Author Kathy Coopmans, lives in Michigan with her husband Tony where they have two grown sons.

After raising her children she decided to publish her first book and retiring from being a hairstylist.

She now writes full time.

She's a huge sports fan with her favorite being Football and Tennis.

She's a giver and will do anything she can to help another person succeed!



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