Wednesday, November 30, 2016

🔥 🔥 🔥HAPPY RELEASE DAY🔥 🔥 🔥
Burning Love (Book 2 in the Hearts On Fire Series)
by Heather Lynn

Cover Design: MGbookcovers
Photographer/Cover Model: Nathan Hainline

Synopsis:

Eight years ago Kennedy Grant’s life was forever altered. She has spent her life since then trying to forget what happened. But in the process, she has closed herself off to the one thing she truly wishes for.
Love and happiness.
Grayson Michaels has been living his life without ever knowing that the one for him was there all along. He has never wanted more, until he met Kennedy. Now he’s a changed man.
He’s ready for his forever.
Will Kennedy open up to Grayson and allow herself to experience one of life’s greatest gifts?
Can Grayson show her that love really is worth the risk?

Or will their chance at love burn right before their very eyes?






Hearts Ablaze (Book 1 Hearts On Fire Series)




ABOUT THE AUTHOR
I have loved books for as long as I can remember. And I have always wanted to be a published author. I am working on my first Contemporary Romance Novel. It will be the first standalone in a series of 4 books. I can't wait to share them with you!

SOCIAL LINKS


back-to-good-bt-banToday we have the blog tour for Back to Good by Laura Benson! Check out this sexy contemporary romance and enter Laura’s giveaway today! back-to-good-final-2500-pixels-high

  About Back to Good: Charlotte Banks (Charlie) is newly graduated from college and working in public relations. She is given a case that is just a bit too close to the heart. Joey Carino is a rock god, but now with his life spinning out of control, it's up to Charlie to try and save his reputation with his record label and his fans. However, dealing with Joey means dealing with Matthew Johns, Joey's best friend and Charlie's worst nightmare.

  Get Your Copy Today: Kobo: http://bit.ly/btgkobo Amazon: http://tinyURL.com/backtogood Barnes & Noble: http://tinyurl.com/barnesnoble iBooks: http://bit.ly/iBookbtg Smashwords: http://bit.ly/smashbtg


EXCERPT: I bit my lip as he rubbed both hands down his face, something he did when he wasn’t sure what to do. I had him between a rock and a hard place, and part of me felt bad, but he got himself into this situation. Now it was up to me to get him out unscathed.
“Well,” I knew he was angry with me. “Seeing as I really have no say in the matter, I have nothing more to say.” Joey stood up to leave, which surprised me.
My eyes shot to Matthew, and he just shook his head. “This is your mess,” he mumbled as Joey walked away from the table.
Before my brain had a chance to process what I was doing, I was up and following him. “Joey, wait.” I tugged at his arm, trying to turn him around to face me.
He stopped and looked up at the ceiling. He looked at me like I was the last person he really wanted to talk to. I walked him into a little alcove where the bathrooms were located. “I know you think we ganged up on you back there, but that was never my intention. Matthew told me we’d talk about how to break this to you, and I think he meant well…” I trailed off.
“Yeah, whatever, Charlie,” he said dismissively. “My life is in your capable hands now, right?” He leaned in closer to me. I thought I saw a fleeting look of desire in his eyes. I knew when Joey could do flirty. “Does that mean you tuck me into bed every night?”
 “Really, Joey?” I sighed. I was nervous. “I just wanted to say sorry for tonight. I don’t want you to be uncomfortable around me.”
“Yeah,” he said with a bitterness I hadn’t heard before. “That’s not going to be the problem, Charlie.”
I just shook my head in disbelief. “You can’t still be attracted to me, Joey. We haven’t seen each other in years, and your bedpost probably has a few hundred notches in it by now. That’s not why I’m here.” He flinched when I mentioned his female conquests. I wasn’t helping our situation, so I softened my tone and my stance, appealing to him in a different way. “I’m here because I still consider you a friend, and I want you to be successful. But you and me,” I gestured between us, “that’s over and done with.”
Joey stepped closer to me until he was inches from my body. “Do you have a boyfriend?” I could feel my body heat up as he backed me against the wall. His breath was warm on my lips, and I was itching, just a bit, to reach out and soothe the anger and hurt I’d caused him today. I wasn’t exactly sure where he meant to go with this. Was he just trying to make me realize that the chemistry would always be there between the two of us? I bit my lip and looked down at the dirty floor, trying to calm my racing heart. “I don’t think that’s any of your business, Joey.”


rocky-terrainbtgteaser1



   About Laura Benson: author-photo Laura Benson was born in 1968, during a year of terrible strife. She is a wife and the mother of two daughters, one stepson, and the grandmother of precocious 8- month old. With Two basset hounds and the Arizona dust, she can't seem to keep her floors clean. Her penchant for wine has gotten her into more than trouble than necessary. Especially when she is with her friends. Originally from Massachusetts, she made her way out west in 2013 and hasn't looked back. The lack of blizzards is big bonus to living in Arizona. She started as a blogger in 2008, attended many book conventions and author signings and is ready for this new part of her life.   Connect with Laura: www.facebook.com/lmbauthor www.twitter.com/lauram68 bloodystilletto Enter Laura’s Giveaway: a Rafflecopter giveaway        
Title: Finding the Magician
Author: Belle Brooks
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: December 12, 2016
“Sometimes in death, a life is ensured.”
Strong. Courageous. Determined. Abigail has been given a do-over and she’s not about to waste such an opportunity. Does a single red velvet box hold the key to the future she now hopes for? With lost memories restored and a heart that cries Marcus’ name, Abigail has one more piece of her puzzle to claim...finding ‘The Magician.’ Lost. Empty. Alone. Marcus gave up hope of ever holding Abigail in his arms, of ever claiming the one he knows to be his. Disappearing in a puff of smoke and leaving a world of heartbreak behind, he promises himself he’ll never look back, that he will finally let Abigail go. But can Marcus keep this promise to himself or will his heart be more persistent than his mind?

Check out the HUGE 28 Prize Giveaway over on Facebook
Born in Australia, Belle Brooks has always had a passion for books and creative writing. She loves exploring the different ways stories can be told through the use of text and in-depth characters. Since she was a child her strong talent and interest in creative writing was evident, explaining that her favourite class in school was English. Despite her love for all things books, she decided the world of advertising and marketing was where she could put her talents to use in the business realm, well that is until now. Belle enjoys creative writing and creating fictional stories that leave a valued message inside the pages.



HOSTED BY:
Title: Gravity
Series: Gravity Series #1
Author: A.B. Bloom
Genre: YA Paranormal Romance
- ON SALE FOR $0.99 -
They are calling it the End of Days.  The world is plunging into darkness, the days growing shorter and the nights longer. Meteor showers are falling to the earth and there are some who would take advantage of the growing darkness.
For sixteen-year-old Bronte Bell, her problems are closer to home. Since her birthday she's become weaker, her bones breaking, her hair falling out and plagued with constant migraines. No one can explain why. Until a mysterious new boy arrives and tells her that everything is not as it seems. She is not what she seems.
Drawn into a war that divides the sky, Bronte is torn between her desire to save the world and her growing connection with Nick. But she will have to let go of reality as she knows it, if she is to accept her role in destiny before the Hunter, who has been tracking her since birth, finds and destroys any chance she has of making the choice which is her birthright to make.
Her destiny will change everything.
“My excitement about this book is beyond controllable! I want, no I need EVERYONE to read this book. It's the author's first Paranormal book, but I guarantee you its AMAZING!!” ~Willow’s Corner 5 Star Review
“This story is so refreshing. So beautiful so different. It left me speechless and content at the end. I was like: yes. That was IT.” ~Heavenly Good Books 5 Star Review
"Listen. Can you just take the cap off? It's annoying me." He laughed, an unexpected sound. He seemed too intense to be the kind of person to laugh. "Well, I'd hate to annoy you." He swept the cap off, leaving a shock of jet-black hair standing on end. "Oh." My mouth fell open. "Oh, what?" His eyes narrowed and I snapped my mouth shut. “Nothing." I took a few breaths, just to make sure I was alive and there was the slimmest chance this was real. "So, am I going to ask the questions or are you going to talk?" He laughed again, and I was sure his body pitched a little bit closer to mine. Violet eyes pinned me in place and I struggled to remember how to swallow. "When you were seven you decided you wanted to climb trees." My body stiffened. "Yes?" "There's a fir tree in your back garden that's easily sixty feet high." "Yes?" "What do you remember about the time you fell?" The violets flickered at me. "It was August and scorching hot, you were wearing red shorts and a yellow T-shirt. You fell through the branches like a pine cone?" I stared up into his face, his skin was dark olive, eyes burning bright. My tongue ran along my lips while my heart made a terrible thudding noise in my chest. "I don't." I whispered. "I woke up and I was on the ground." "I know. I caught you." My body stepped back although his hand darted out and snatched hold of mine. "Bronte, I've been watching you your whole life. I know it sounds weird." His nose scrunched as he contemplated just how weird it sounded. "Why?""Because," he ran a hand through his hair, making it stick up at electrifying angles. “Because you're the last of the star children. The last of the half born."
I rubbed my thigh, which was already aching with that heavy lead sensation that comes from a dead limb, and tried to gain my footing. "Easy there." A hand jutted out and grasped my elbow, stabilising me as I threatened to topple again. "Sorry," I mumbled. My cheeks were glowing a vicious, volcanic, burn. I could live without Eleanor Heavers finding out I'd fallen over not once, but twice on the first day. I knew she would, though. Gossip spread through the school like fire through a parched forest. "You seem to be vertically challenged." The voice was soft, bringing a low bell to mind. My stomach felt all squishy, which was odd when combined with numb legs. My eyes snapped up into the shadowed face of the boy from the picnic bench. His face tilted under the worn peak of his baseball cap. His features obscured in shadows so I couldn’t get a good look at the caps owner. "I am not." I stated. My blatant lie made the burn running along my cheeks intensify until I was uncomfortably hot. He was scrutinising me and I didn't know why. I stood there, while from under the cap, I knew he was evaluating what he saw. I prickled, straightening my shoulders. I didn't exactly march off down the corridor in outrage at his blatant presumptuous scrutiny. I just kind of suspended there while he stared from under the cap. "No?" he asked. His fingers still held my elbow, and I tried to peer closer so I could see him better. It was an impulse I couldn’t ignore and I shifted forward. "You also don't seem to grasp the concept of personal space.” He stepped away, breaking the spell that had pulled me towards him. The burning flush transformed into an all out uncomfortable sweat. "Sorry, I was just. Um, just." What was I doing? "Just, what?" The voice sounded like it might be amused if it could be arsed. "Just trying to see you." The words blurted from my mouth, clanging into the air around me like boulders into a small rain puddle. "Trying to see what?" As he spoke, my bag slipped off my shoulder. It smashed onto the floor with the heavy thud that twenty overdue library books will make. I scrambled to pick up the mess. "You," I said. Glancing up, I looked to see his reaction to my outrageous declaration, but there was nobody there. Just me and an empty hallway and the bell tolling on the wall, telling me I was late for my first class.
I'm Anna Bloom a contemporary romance writer. 
My heart lies with mature young adult, I just love writing about first love and the trials and tribulations of young romance. When I do write for adults I like it to be about second chances, not only in love but in life itself. 
I live in Surrey with my husband, three children, two cats and a dog with a beard. I love cooking, especially if I'm also holding a glass of wine at the same time. I'm trying to get into growing my own veg . . . but I may just stick to writing books. 
Currently I'm enjoying time at home with my new baby who's only a few months old and writing on a full time basis. When I can I love to read and watch all things supernatural on the telly : )
I'm a big believer in true love, even the instant kind and I'm at my happiest when I'm writing stories about it for other people to enjoy.
HOSTED BY: