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Island of Exiles (The Ryogan Chronicles, #1) by Erica Cameron

To Be Released on February 7th, 2017

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In Khya’s world, every breath is a battle.

On the isolated desert island of Shiara, dying young is inevitable. The clan comes before self, and protecting her home means Khya is a warrior above all else.

But when following the clan and obeying their leaders could cost her brother his life, Khya’s home becomes a deadly trap. The only person who can help is Tessen, her lifelong rival and the boy who challenges her at every turn. The council she hoped to join has betrayed her, and their secrets, hundreds of years deep, reach around a world she’s never seen.

To save her brother’s life and her island home, her only choice is to trust Tessen, turn against her clan, and go on the run—a betrayal and a death sentence.

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After a lifelong obsession with books, Erica Cameron spent her college years getting credit for reading and learning how to make stories of her own. Erica graduated with a double major in psychology and creative writing from Florida State University and began pursuing a career as an author.

Erica is many things but most notably the following: writer, reader, editor, asexual, dance fan, choreographer, singer, lover of musical theater, movie obsessed, sucker for romance, Florida resident, and quasi-recluse. She loves the beach but hates the heat, has equal passion for the art of Salvador Dali and Venetian Carnival masks, has a penchant for unique jewelry and sun/moon décor pieces, and a desire to travel the entire world on a cruise ship. Or a private yacht. You know, whatever works.

Her debut novel, Sing Sweet Nightingale, released March 2014 and it was the first volume of The Dream War Saga. In May 2015, Erica and her co-author Lani Woodland launched the Laguna Tides series with Taken by Chance. Riptide’s new YA imprint Triton Books will release both books in the Assassins series, Discord and Nemesis, in 2016. The Ryogan Chronicles, a fantasy trilogy set to launch through Entangled Teen, will launch in 2017 with Island of Exiles.

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Preppy by T.M. Frazier….Blog Tour & Review

The Bow Tie is Back!

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Samuel Clearwater, A.K.A Preppy, likes bowties, pancakes, suspenders, good friends, good times, good drugs, and a good f*ck.

He’s worked his way out from beneath a hellish childhood and is living the life he’s always imagined for himself. When he meets a girl, a junkie on the verge of ending it all, he’s torn between his feelings for her and the crippling fear that she could be the one to end the life he loves.

Andrea ‘Dre’ Capulet is strung out and tired.

Tired of living for her next fix. Tired of doing things that make her stomach turn. Tired of looking in the mirror at the reflection of the person she’s become. Just when she decides to end it all, she meets a man who will change the course of both their lives forever.

And their deaths.

For most people, death is the end of their story.

For Preppy and Dre, death was only the beginning.

This is the fifth book in the King Series and it’s meant to be read after Soulless.

PREPPY! PREPPY! PREPPY!

This book was so much more than I expected. I knew Preppy’s story was going to be a long one based on the Part One in the title. But damn, just not expecting ALL THAT!!

If you have not read any of the other books in this series, stop and start at the beginning. You HAVE to read these books in order to understand Preppy and his story. There is so much back story in the other books that you won’t get the true appreciation of his story without it.

Preppy is my favorite character in this series. He had been since the first book and he carved a piece into my heart when he died. There is no other character our there like Preppy. He apologizes for nothing, speaks nothing but the truth (whether warranted or not), and lives life to the fullest. But do not for one second think he’s a good guy – because he’s far from it.

“I never knew true fear until I met pure evil. He wore a smile and a bow tie.”

We all know Preppy’s past and how he became the man he is today. However, we finally meet the woman who touched a part of him no one else has. Andrea – Doc. Dre. She’s an addict to the nth degree. Dre grew on me throughout this book. I will be honest – I would have thrown her off the tower myself if I were Preppy, but he obviously saw something that I didn’t – or possibly just wanted to fuck her, who knows. LOL

However, in the words of Preppy:

“But I motherfucking digress.”

Anyway – their story is not all rainbows and unicorns. It’s the exact opposite. They fight constantly. They hate each other. They distrust one another. They are so wrong for one another yet somehow meld together to be so right. They are each other’s yin and yang.

“We were over well before we had a chance to get started, but we were about to go out with a bang.”

Frazier has outdone herself with this book. I can only imagine what she brings to us in Part Two. And I need that now!

Excerpt

“No! I hate you,” she spat, as I continued to tug her beside me.

“Good, you can hate me while I fuck you,” I said. “But first things first. My lesson obviously didn’t take in that brain of yours. You want what you want and I can’t stop you,” I said, as we approached the train tracks which were elevated on a mound of gravel several feet off the ground. The warning lights flashed orange, the neon reflective barriers dropped down to cover the service road, while the bells indicating an approaching train clanged away. “And since I can’t stop you, I’m going to help you out. Bullet in the head was so three hours ago. I’ve got something even better in mind now.”

“Wait. What?” she asked, her teeth chattering. “You…you wouldn’t.”

“Wouldn’t what?” I said, turning around to face her, almost losing my footing when I noticed the trail of dried tears on her cheeks. I looked away for a fraction of a second to regain my composure. “You think I wouldn’t kill someone?” I cocked an eyebrow. “You already know that I’ve been there, done that, bought the motherfucking t-shirt, doll.” Her eyes went wide and she made a move to step back. “Oh no, Doc, I read your letter and I saw what you wanted. And remember, I’m nothing if not accommodating.”

When I pulled her to climb the gravel mound her knees locked up so I bent over and picked her up by the waist, tossing her over my shoulder, carrying her onto the tracks while she beat on my back with her closed fists. When I got to the top I set her down roughly and she fell backwards onto her ass, bracing herself with her hands against the large pieces of gravel under the tracks.

The whistle of the train blew in the distance. It wouldn’t be long now. Dre made a move to stand up, but that wasn’t what I had in mind. I bent down and pushed on her chest, spreading her tiny frame across the tracks. I crawled on top of her, pinning her down with my thighs. I leaned over her, my chest to hers as we both breathed rapidly. She struggled underneath me to get up, pushing at my chest, but I wouldn’t budge. “Why the struggle, Doc? This is what you wanted, isn’t it?”

She glanced up at me as the train whistled again. Her gaze flipped to her right, where the single yellow light from the train emerged from around the corner, shining brighter and brighter as it chugged closer and closer. For a moment she stopped struggling, looking back and forth from the train to me.

“So what, you’re gonna die too?” she asked, hoping to appeal to my sense of self preservation.

I shrugged. “I get bored easily, maybe the devil will make me his errand boy or something.”

“Preppy, this isn’t funny. Get up and get off the fucking tracks,” she said, her concern shifting from herself to me.

I shook my head and yawned. She wiggled underneath me, and although there was a train barreling toward us my cock once again stirred to life. Maybe I should just rip down her panties and push inside of her. Train or no train, it would be one fuck of a way to go out.

“You have to choose, Doc,” I said, making my voice as serious as I was capable. “Life?” I asked, screaming over the sound of the train screeching against the track. I pushed my hard cock against her core and she gasped. Her trembling turned into a shiver, her mouth fell open. I glanced to the side at the blinding light of the approaching train as it bathed us both in a tunnel of light. I leaned down, so close that my lips were a whisper above hers, as I shouted, “Life? Or death? What’s it gonna be, Doc?” My hair blew around my face as the light grew brighter and brighter. “Answer the fucking question!” I demanded, my hands squeezing her shoulders, my fingers digging roughly into her skin. “DO YOU WANT TO FUCKING DIE?”

With only seconds left until we became shredded under the train, Dre closed her eyes and sighed. When she opened them again they were glistening, fresh tears spilling from the edges.

She started to speak, her lips forming the beginning of the word, but before it could fully leave her lips I stood, pulling her up with me. I lifted Dre into my arms and took a running leap off the tracks, my legs flailing in the air as we fell the seven or so feet. Dre’s decision still on her lips, her scream surrounding the air around us as we crashed down into the field.

“I wanna liiiiiiiiiiiivvvvvveeeeee.”

About the Author

T.M. Frazier is a USA TODAY BESTSELLING AUTHOR best known for her KING SERIES. She was born on Long Island, NY. When she was eight years old she moved with her mom, dad, and older sister to sunny Southwest Florida where she still lives today with her husband and daughter.

When she was in middle school she was in a club called AUTHORS CLUB with a group of other young girls interested in creative writing. Little did she know that years later life would come full circle.

After graduating high school, she attended Florida Gulf Coast University and had every intention of becoming a news reporter when she got sucked into real estate where she worked in sales for over ten years.

Throughout the years T.M. never gave up the dream of writing and with her husband’s encouragement, and a lot of sleepless nights, she realized her dream and released her first novel, The Dark Light of Day, in 2013.

She’s never looked back.

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Nineteen year old, India Beaumont has bipolar II disorder. Living in a world where solar flares have reshaped society, she must fight to survive in Ward Four where the only people thriving are part of an exclusive motorcycle club. Glory MC don’t play well with strangers but when Indy manages to land a job as a bartender at their clubhouse, she gets the fresh start she’s always dreamed of. While everyone else is focused on the flares, no one will be paying attention to her or the disorder she means to keep from everyone.

The president’s son, Ian Haste, is the first to zero-in on her, seeming to sense the kindred spirit that she desperately hides. As secretary and treasurer of Glory MC, Hastie is exactly who Indy needs to avoid, but the reckless lifestyle he lives may also be the one thing that helps him understand her better than anyone else.

As tensions rise between Ward leaders, Indy’s secret threatens to be exposed before she is ready, and with only pieces of the puzzle, Hastie doesn’t know what to believe. When he finally discovers the secret she’s been hiding, will Hastie still be able to love her or will he deem her too crazy even for him?

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Stirred by Sylvie Fox Blog Tour Stop and Excerpt

We’re today’s stop on Sylvie Fox’s STIRRED blog tour!! Check out this fantastic contemporary romance and be sure to grab your copy today!!

About Stirred:

Warning: One kiss can lead to another…

Quirky cartoonist, Zoe Andreis puts her life on hold, flying back to the States to care for her ailing father. Spending her post-college years gallivanting all over Europe while capturing her adventures in comic form, Zoe grapples with the notion of being shackled to one city.

When she encounters Max Kiss, Zoe’s true adventures begin. Although Max would love to branch out and take carefree and crazy chances of his own, he too is tied to LA, tending to his aging father. Stirred by Zoe’s zest for life, Max longs for a future full of love and spontaneity.

While they struggle to find balance between caring for their parents and living a life of their own, Zoe and Max form a strong and sensual bond. When tough challenges surface, Zoe and Max search for a way to have the life they want without feeling the burden of guilt. Can they find of balance of duty and excitement while building a future together?

Excerpt

She pulled her phone from her purse and tapped furiously to bring up the route information before she missed her stop. “I have to get off at Clark Street. Can you let me know where that is?”

A tanned hand bent a microphone, his blunt-tipped finger beat against the mesh top. The sound reverberated through the bus, penetrating through the silicone in her ears.

“Gotcha covered, Wanderlust.”

How did he…? She looked down at her T-shirt for the second time that morning.

Riiiight.

The shirt. The cartoon tee was the only clean thing from her hastily packed duffle. She hated the shirt and the compromise of principles it represented. But until she bought some kind of laundry detergent and collected even more quarters, it had the single most important quality in a shirt—it was clean. While the bus lumbered through the heavy rush hour traffic, Zoe spied a patch on a navy blue jacket hung on the back of the driver’s seat. It matched the patch on his uniform blue short-sleeved shirt: 27912.

“Thanks, two seven nine one two,” she said and jammed the ear buds in tighter.

When the podcast went quiet twenty minutes later, she glanced at the driver again. As she got closer to the stop her app promised was close to the hospital, she wondered if 27912 had a name. He was the first driver she’d seen this week who hadn’t been on the verge of retirement. Cocking her head to peer at him while not looking like she was spying, Zoe guessed his age at something south of fifty. Grunts of protest filled the air when the bus jolted to a stop. She looked through the mammoth windshield to see a sporty little luxury car zip across three lanes before making a left and disappearing. Zoe looked from the wisp of the car’s exhaust to the bus driver. His hazel eyes didn’t blink. He turned the enormous wheel, pushed at the gas and steered back into the choked traffic.

Doing quick math in her head, Zoe figured she’d ridden on hundreds of busses over the last ten years. The blue and yellow buses in Athens with the destinations all in Greek. She laughed as she remembered that her ‘It’s all Greek to me’ panel was still one of the most popular.

The bright purple and turquoise buses in Istanbul. And the myriad of blue buses in Budapest. In all that time, she’d never noticed a bus driver before. Had never seen anyone nearly as young as she. But they couldn’t turn into old guys overnight, she reasoned. Maybe she’d been too worried about getting lost in whatever foreign city she called home to notice their age.

Young ones must exist in the wild and she’d spotted one. Most bus drivers of her admittedly hazy memory were a blur of predominantly men, and the occasional woman, whose job it was to get her where she was going. Zoe shook her head, clearing it of thoughts about destination. The last thing she wanted to think about was where she was going.

The driver glanced right at the side mirror. He had those light yellow-green eyes she’d seen often in Eastern Europeans and middle easterners. Out of habit, Zoe smiled at 27912. She made a point of being nice to people doing hard jobs. Harder than hers anyway. Which was about ninety-nine percent of the population. She sat down all day at her big desk surrounded by pencils, fountain pens, and thin paint brushes and tried to find the humor in her everyday life. It sometimes made her brain hurt. But it was by no means digging ditches or driving a bus.

The closer she got to Cedars, the more the worry set in. Papa hadn’t been himself since the moment she’d landed from her sixteen-hour flight and schlepped her large nylon backpack, not to her brother’s new house, but straight to the hospital. She’d been grateful that Papa hadn’t been on the deathbed her brother had intimated over Skype.

The presence of his pale face and the absence of his usual acerbic wit had been disconcerting. It was then, for the first time, she thought about the possibility that her father, a fixture in her life, might not live forever. Losing her mother to cancer had been hard enough. Adult orphan wasn’t a moniker she wanted to carry.

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Sylvie Fox is the author of smart women’s fiction. Her compelling stories are boldly told, designed to keep readers turning the pages. Whether you’re reading romantic women’s fiction or legal thrillers, written as Aime Austin, she wants you to enjoy the heroine’s journey.

She splits her time between Los Angeles and Budapest, where she enjoys yoga, knitting, farm-to-table cooking, and life with her husband and son. When she’s not writing, her nose is stuck in a book.

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Knockout by CJ Martin…Release Day Blitz and Review

Cover Design: Taylor Sullivan, Imagination UnCOVERED

Release Date: October 26, 2016

Synopsis

Is it possible to forgive the past?

Kristen:

From the moment I laid eyes on professional boxer Sean Savarese, I knew my life would never be the same. From his crystal clear blue eyes, to his strong muscular arms, to the dark wisps of curls that framed his beautiful face, I knew I was his for the taking. But he had secrets. Secrets I would later discover could shatter my world and break my heart.

Sean:

Kristen. She was everywhere. All around me. At the gym where I trained. In my thoughts. In my dreams. And she was proving to be a distraction. A beautiful, sexy, complicated distraction. Despite my past, despite knowing I wasn’t good for her, despite my inner conscious urging me to let her go, I couldn’t walk away. So I didn’t. But would she still want me when she learns the truth about who I really am?

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CJ Martín lives in Pennsylvania with her wonderful husband and her adorable (sometimes infuriating) dog, Albert. She is an avid reader and has been known to spend her days ignoring her responsibilities while engrossed in a good book. She enjoys traveling and yoga. Snowbound is her first book.

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I was so excited and thrilled to begin this book by CJ Martin! If there is one thing I love reading, it is a book about a boxer who has a past, hot and finds love in places even when he is not looking for it. Sean is exactly that! Training for his next upcoming professional fight, he spots Kristen, who works at the gym he is training at. Kristen is an only child who is lives somewhat of a mundane life. Sean coming into her life is just the excitement she needs. He opens doors to a whole new world of lust, love and excitement for her. From the moment you start reading this book you will not won’t to put it down. I wanted to see why he was so tortured, why he pulled away from Kristen, what made him drawn to her, and my why’s and what’s where the only things I wanted to get answered. I could not wait to read the next chapter! CJ Martin’s Knockout was a thrilling love story that was anything but boring! This is a must read for anyone who loves those HOT boxers with a tough exterior but deep down just needs a great girl he can love who will soften him up for just the right people! A love so deep and true that he is able to forgive himself and really love and love hard! **sighs** Bravo CJ Martin for spicing up the typical fighter story into one is an unpredictable read that tugs at my heart!

27 Lies by MJ Fields… Book Tour and Review

From USA Today Bestselling author, MJ Fields, comes a gripping story of love and lies.

27 Lies: Luke’s Story (The Truth About Love)

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A long time ago…

I was young and naive. I thought I could save the world. I thought that protecting those around me from hurt and pain was what I was born to do. She made me feel that way. Ava Links, the little girl who was too fucking stubborn for her own good. The little girl who absorbed the hurt and pain of everyone around her and tried to bring sunshine to them all. The little girl who didn’t give a damn if people picked on her about wearing a crown and tutu every day. A little girl who somehow looked at me, expecting—no, damn near demanding—I protect her.

I saw the pain she hid, and as I grew older, I understood that pain. The pain of being so much to so many that there is really never a “you”.

I took control of my life…

I had to get away from everyone who pulled at me in order to claim myself. When I became the man I was destined to be, I began to live. Then, one drunken night, Ava Links, no longer a little girl, said the right damn thing to me, and everything changed. After seven years of fucking her while home on leave with no expectations, now my life is out of control…

One bad dream, one I love you, one night of pushing her the hell out of my life, one drummer stealing her heart, and one explosion took everything away.

Lies are told.

Lies are unraveling.

Lies are going to destroy.

These are my truths.

Excerpt

I watch as Dad and Tessa pull away from the curb, the place where Thomas Hardy, the love of my life, smiled at me before he took his last breath. I was so sure it wasn’t his last, and I was as sure that him being on life support would eventually mean he would wake up and tell me he loved me again.

Standing erect atop the gray sidewalk is the light pole that he was crushed against, pinned between it and a car, while on his way to get me a Snickers bar that I didn’t need.

No, I need him.

I stand on the balcony and take in a calming breath. The babies are sleeping inside, freshly bathed, adorned in the cutest clothes money can buy, swaddled in their very own Bingos that I have in triplicate because my father insists I need them that way. Their bellies are full, and they have been rocked asleep in my arms.

There is no way they can actually be affected by my pain, my anger, my sadness, but I never want them to. Therefore, if I keep my grief to their sleeping hours, I know they will be okay. I close my eyes tight and pray they will be okay.

Praying. Why do I still bother?

I place my elbows on the brick overhang, peering down at that spot where black meets gray, where the love of a man and a woman got taken away in the blink of an eye.

But it’s not gone. My love. T and my love will never go away. We have a forever love.

I stand back and wrap my arms tight around myself, letting out a low groan and releasing the pain, the anger, the hate, and all the ugly in a place where I know I can, where it will not affect a soul.

The clouds use this time to part, and the sun peers through and shines down on me. Emotions come to a roiling boil in that moment, and I shut my eyes, seeing Thomas smiling back at me.

The sun … The sun is T, my T, my love and my pain.

Really, there isn’t anything I look at that doesn’t remind me of him and the insurmountable love I have for a man who loved me so much. He lied during the pregnancy so my pain wasn’t as severe, making me believe he was the father of both our children.

There are lies in love, just as much as there are truths.

A man will tell a woman he loves that she doesn’t look fat in that dress, or that she is the best he’s ever had, or that she is the most beautiful women on the planet. It may not be true, but he believes it enough to tell her those things, to make her happy and feel beautiful, and not fat, and the best he has ever had.

A man like Thomas Hardy would do that for a girl like me.

The pain of his absence is so copious it makes me sick. Sick to my stomach to the point I do throw up. My body can’t take the sickness it feels while it breathes in the air that surrounds me, in a world without T.

I slowly lower myself to my knees and cover my face as the tears spill out, the way they do when I am on this balcony that should have a rooftop garden that we grew together. A garden that grows and blooms, and comes to life, surrounded by our love.

I sit back against the brick wall as I take in the comfort of the pain’s release. I cry until I can’t anymore, and then I take a deep breath and stand up. I close my eyes once again, one last time for now, and picture him and all the beauty that is him.

Inside, I walk into the kitchen where I have moved everything back to where T had it before I moved in. I stand there and try to make sense of the way he had things put away. It’s stupid. I know it is. Somewhere deep down, though, I keep hoping he will come back, and I will want to fix it up for him.

However, he’s not coming back.

Not ever.

I take my multivitamins then force down the damn shake that Dr. Kennedy brought here after passing her in the hospital when Chance and Hope had their four-month checkup. She came to the apartment and told me I better be taking care of myself so I could take care of my children.

She oversteps in ways that are infuriating. I get angry every time I see her. Though I know I shouldn’t. I know I am directing my anger at her, but she asks for it, and it’s certainly easier than being angry at T for leaving me.

That’s another lie that happens when you love someone. Somehow in the grieving process, you get to a point when you feel betrayed by the one who left you. Like it was a choice they made.

I opened his closet one day and tore his clothes from the hangers. I threw them all over the floor. Then I turned to walk out and get a garbage bag to shove them in. When I returned, though, I saw the mess I made, and I crumbled into a pile of his things. I sobbed into his shirts that still smelled like him, like home and happiness and love.

I could never be mad at him for leaving me when it wasn’t his choice. He was taken away by some fucking drunk who stole a car and will never be punished for his crime.

Thomas Hardy loved me until his dying breath, just like he said he would, and I will love him until mine.

That day, in the closet, I cleaned everything up, put it all back where he had put it—or, at least I let myself believe I did—and I continued to cry while I did it.

Now I walk toward the laundry room, intent on doing something that involves taking care of our—yes our—children.

I flip on the light switch, but there isn’t a damn thing to do. All our clothes are clean, folded, and put away. I am thankful for the help Mom offered through the nanny, but it gives me too much free time.

Chance and Hope almost sleep through the entire night, only waking for one feeding each. They take two naps a day, each two hours long. There is hardly an occasion when one of them are asleep while the other is awake except the night time feeding.

When they are awake, I feed them, hold them, and simply love them. God, how I love them. They are my life, my love, the reason I breath, even though it hurts, and we watch TV.

Movies on TV.

Home movies.

Ones of Thomas Hardy in concert and interviews.

I walk into our room, mine and T’s, not mine and the babies, and sit on the bed that Thomas and I spent endless hours in. If I close my eyes, I can picture him here. If I concentrate, I can hear him laugh. If I let the pain go, I can smile, remembering how he took his time showing me just how much he loved me.

Until reality sets in, and the pain starts all over again.

I consider taking a shower, but then decide against it. I can sleep for nearly two hours straight if I go into the baby’s room now.

I look down as I enter, knowing if I look at the mural he painted first, I will cry. I will cry because it’s unfair that he is gone. It’s so unfair that I almost hate God. That’s why I look instead at what he left me.

He left me two beautiful children. I will always be grateful for them. Always. But would He take them, too?

I am telling you to go out right now and buy this series! Like right now. This is by far one of my favorite series of the year. In fact, the first book, 27 Truths, made me cry and it was a couple of tissues type of cry. It was the only book this year that made me even shed a tear, until 27 Lies. I LOOOOVVVVEEDD this book. 27 Lies had me in a ball of emotions. I hated Luke Links like I personally knew him, I mean it. I felt Ava’s heartbreak just as much as she did. I felt betrayal even when Ava started to even think about Luke. I wish I could tell you so much more about 27 Lies but I would be giving out spoilers and I refuse to ruin such a beautifully written book. You will have to share your thoughts with me when you read it because I would happily chat about this book all day.

MJ Fields did an amazing job telling the story of Ava, Luke and Thomas. One thing I love is the MJ Fields writes characters who are flawed and you have no choice but to fall in love with them. 27 Lies is a story of love, love that has been lost, deception, lies and the hope of a second chance. I cannot tell you how much I enjoyed this book and the series. This is a series worthy of a hard copy to sit on your bookshelf!

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USA Today bestselling author MJ Fields love of writing was in full swing by age eight.

Together with her cousins, she wrote a newsletter and sold it for ten cents to family members.

She self-published her first contemporary, new adult romance in January 2013. Today she has completed seven self-published series, The Love series, The Wrapped series, The Burning Souls series, The Men of Steel series, Ties of Steel series, The Rockers of Steel series and The Norfolk series.

MJ is a hybrid author and publishes an Indie book almost every month, and is signed with a traditional publisher, Loveswept, Penguin Random House, for her co- written series The Caldwell Brothers. Hendrix, Morrison, and Jagger. All three books in the series are published. The Caldwell brothers don’t grow into alphas, when their mother passes away they become her legacy, her good in the world of bad.

MJ was a former small business owner, who closed shop so she could write full time. She lives in central New York, surrounded by family and friends. Her house is full of pets, friends, and noise ninety percent of the time, and she would have it no other way.

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Harley & Rose by Carmen Jenner..Blog Tour & Review

Once upon a time they had been more than friends….

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Blurb

Ever since she was a little girl, thirty-year-old Rose dreamed of the day Harley would carry her across the threshold on their honeymoon. So what if this isn’t her actual wedding day, and that she’s only here because Harley was left at the altar just a few hours earlier?

Trading San Francisco for paradise and swapping her bridesmaid’s bouquet for a Blue Hawaii, Rose hopes she can finally escape the friend zone.

Once upon a time they had been more than friends, but life got in the way. She’s spent every day since wishing Harley would get a clue.

She’s always been his best friend.

He’s always been hers.

She’s in love with him.

He’s … not in love with her.

He’s … marrying someone else.

He’s … hiding something.

He’s … well—it’s complicated.

This is my first book by Carmen – I know, I know. Where have I been? I do have her books on my TBR list, I just have never had the opportunity to read any of them. Til now.

“He holds me, but he doesn’t promise a thing, because we both know it’s one he can’t keep.”

Harley & Rose has left me slightly conflicted. I love Carmen’s writing – no problems there. I enjoyed going from the past to present and watching Harley and Rose grow. I liked watching things blossom between Harley and Rose. What sort of irked me was it didn’t really seem like either grew up, Yes, they became adults and got jobs and both are successful in that right. But they still acted like they did in high school and college – very juvenile. And that just ate at me.

Thankfully that didn’t take away from the heart of the story. These two deeply love each other but they also hurt one another just as much. They’re both selfish in that way but also didn’t want to hurt the other by holding one another back. Harley and Rose go through a lot together and yet they still always came back to one another. And that’s what I loved most. Plus the added Peter Pan references really had me loving this book.

“I’ll be waiting, Wendy. Second star to the right. I’ll be waiting.”

The ending – yea. Some people are going to hate it and some will love it. And some will be like me and go, “huh.” Yes, I had a pretty good idea what was going to happen but I still felt everything that characters went through. However, again, I just felt Harley and Rose were not acting their age up to this point. In the end, I felt they were finally acting like the adults they should have been the whole time.

“Pan finally grew up, and the world is a lonelier place because of it.”

Overall, I know people will enjoy this book. It’s a great story and Carmen’s writing really keeps you drawn to the story. And yes, I will be reading more from her in the future.

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He doesn’t make it five yards before the truck slams to a stop, its red taillights hovering, taunting me in the early SF morning. He isn’t moving, but I’m on autopilot. One step, two steps, my feet swallow the ground between us, and then he’s out of the truck, catching me up in his big arms as I wrap myself around him and smash my lips down on his, kissing him in a way that the parentals probably wished they weren’t privy to.

When our kisses return to gentle sorrowful pecks I pull back and whisper, “I love you, Pan.”

“Wendy, my Wendy,” he says breathlessly. “You wait for me. You wait for me or I’m going to come back and gut the asshole who takes my place.”

“No one ever could take your place,” I tell him. He nods, setting me on my feet and smoothing the hair back from my forehead.

Author Information

Carmen Jenner is a thirty-something, USA Today and international bestselling author.[Text Wrapping Break][Text Wrapping Break]Her dark romance, KICK (Savage Saints MC #1), won Best Dark Romance Read in the Reader’s Choice Awards at RWDU, 2015.[Text Wrapping Break][Text Wrapping Break]A tattoo enthusiast, hardcore makeup addict and zombie fangirl, Carmen lives on the sunny North Coast of New South Wales, Australia, where she spends her time indoors wrangling her two wildling children, a dog named Pikelet, and her very own man-child.[Text Wrapping Break][Text Wrapping Break]A romantic at heart, Carmen strives to give her characters the HEA they deserve, but not before ruining their lives completely first … because what’s a happily ever after without a little torture?

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Published titles to date:

Welcome to Sugartown (Sugartown Series #1)http://www.amazon.com/Welcome-Sugartown-Greetings-Book-ebook/dp/B00GEDTWK6/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1428878090&sr=8-1&keywords=welcome+to+sugartown

Enjoy Your Stay (Sugartown Series #2)http://www.amazon.com/Enjoy-Your-Stay-Sugartown-Greetings-ebook/dp/B00IQKGJ6U/ref=pd_sim_kstore_1?ie=UTF8&refRID=1A79GHQTJYC4NGB61882

Greetings from Sugartown (Sugartown Series #3)http://www.amazon.com/Greetings-From-Sugartown-Carmen-Jenner-ebook/dp/B00MS7Z38W/ref=pd_sim_kstore_1?ie=UTF8&refRID=1MPDNSF44Z00SBJN4BPV

Now Leaving Sugartown (Sugartown Series #4)

REVELRY (Taint #1)http://amzn.com/B00TXXAXJI

KICK (Savage Saints MC #1)

TANK (Savage Saints MC #2)http://www.amazon.com/TANK-Savage-Saints-MC-Book-ebook/dp/B015ELA8CE/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8

Finding Northhttps://amzn.com/B01AAUTJOC

Toward the Sound of Chaos

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Title: Collecting the Pieces

Author: L.A. Fiore

Genre: Standalone Contemporary Romance

Cover Design: By Hang Le

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Release Date: November 15, 2016

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At fifteen I fell in love. His name was Jake Stephens and he took the abandoned, lonely girl I had been and made me whole. His love was a pure and unconditional love that made every day better than the last…a fairy tale of my very own.

But this story isn’t about Jake. It’s about Abel Madden; the man I meet after the fairy tale goes to hell. A cocky, arrogant man who says what he wants, does as he pleases, and makes no excuses for it. He irritates me—downright pisses me off at times—but he also brings me back to life.

My name is Sidney Ellis and this is my story of finding love twice—the first when I needed it most and the second when I never saw it coming.

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L.A. Fiore is the author of several books including: Beautifully Damaged, Waiting for the One and A Glimpse of the Dream. She’s also the social secretary for her two children, a tamer of ill-mannered cats, the companion to one awesome dog and married to her best friend. She likes her wine red, her shrimp chilled and her social gatherings small and intimate.

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Careless Whisper Series by Lisa Renee Jones Blog Tour

Today we have the blog tour for The Careless Whisper Series by Lisa Renee Jones. Check out this fantastic series, and grab your copy before the final book, Surrender, releases this December!

**About The Careless Whisper Series:**

From New York Times bestselling author Lisa Renee Jones, the CARELESS WHISPERS series. This is a spin-off of the INSIDE OUT series (in development for TV) that follows Ella Ferguson, Sara McMillan’s best friend.

Ella Ferguson awakes alone in Italy, unsure of who she is, and a gorgeous man has claimed her as his own. He’s tall, dark, and sexy, with money and power, the kind of man who makes a girl want to be possessed. And he does possess her, whispering wicked wonderful promises to her, stealing her trust and her heart. Soon though, the past finds her, yanking her from a cocoon of passion and safety. Everything is not how it seems. The truth will shatter her world, but it can set her free, if it doesn’t destroy her first.

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Excerpt

His hand slides to my back and he leans me toward the table, forcing me to catch myself on my elbows. He holds me there, his body cradling mine, his lips a breath from a touch. “I won’t let you fall.”

“I know,” I say, and I do now. Beyond time and reason, I trust this man.

His mouth brushes mine and then trails down my jaw, slowly teasing a path to my ear, where he whispers, “I’m not going to claim to own you the way he did.” He flattens his hands on my belly, possessiveness in the touch. “I’m just going to make you wish I did.”

My lips part with the erotic promise, and he is already kissing me, licking into my mouth, his tongue a sultry, seductive promise that he can make good on his vow. And while I do not wish anyone to own me again, I want what he offers in a way that defies reason.

He nips my lips and licks away the sweet ache, and somehow I feel that lick between my thighs where I am already wet and aching. His whiskers rasp on my cheek, down my neck to my shoulder, a wicked burn that is torment and pleasure at the same time. Like he is. His hands settle on my waist, lingering there, teasing me with all the places they could go, until finally he is caressing my body, up and down, a slow, sexy, torturous exploration.

He pinches my nipples again and he is not gentle, but I do not seem to want gentle. My sex clenches and my knees crush his hips. His lips curve to a small, satisfied smile that is wickedly sexy, and rawly male. He leans in and licks one of my throbbing nipples, sending a shiver down my spine, and I arch upward, the table biting into my elbows, but I do not care. He is sucking me, dragging deep on the knotted peak, and pleasure tingles through my nerve endings, my sex, forcing my legs to squeeze his hips again.

My arms tremble with my weight and he responds without me asking, moving closer and laying me on top of the table. My spine flattens on the hard surface and he lingers above me. “I want more.”

“More what?”

“Everything,” he says, his lips nuzzling my ear as he repeats, “Everything, Ella. Can I have it?”

The question affects me, but not as much as the way he waits, genuinely seeking my approval. He takes power but somehow gives it to me as well, and this is freedom to me, safety. Things I do not think I have often felt in my life. “Yes,” I whisper. “Yes.”

He inhales as if my approval surprises and pleases him, as if it is a gift he relishes, not a property he owns. And it is then that I give myself the freedom to just let go, the muscles in my body easing in ways they hadn’t before. I do give him everything. His mouth caresses mine and he whispers, “That’s what I wanted,” as if he knows I’ve made that decision.

And already his lips are traveling down my neck, tongue flicking here and there, his hand caressing, squeezing my breast. He assaults my senses with pleasure, touching me, kissing me, driving away my memories and enemies. His whiskers rasp my belly, his lips pressing to the center, his tongue flickering into my navel, and I tremble with the silent promise it will soon be where I want it to be. His hand flattens over my sex, inches lower until he is flicking my clit, back and forth, back and forth.

He lifts my legs to his shoulders, spreading me wide, and I am vulnerably his, and aroused beyond belief. He lowers his head, his breath a warm tease on my sensitive places, and I grip the edge of the table, bracing myself for what is to come. He laps at my nub, the barely there touch, and I am breathing hard, wishing I could touch him, incapable of moving, and the muscles of my sex clench so tightly it hurts.

He licks my clit and I am both relieved and on edge in the same moment, ready for more, for that everything he has promised me. Another lick follows. Yes, please, more, I think, and as if he’s heard my silent plea, he gives it to me. His hands slide beneath my backside and he lifts me to his mouth, and it is nothing shy of sweet bliss when his mouth closes down around me. He sucks, drawing deeply on my sensitive flesh, lapping at me, licking me again in all the right ways and right places. I am panting and moaning, and I barely recognize the sounds as my own. Sensations ripple through me and when his fingers slide inside me, I am undone, tumbling into orgasm. The intensity jerks my body and I lose all time and space. It’s escape, sweet, blissful escape, and he keeps me there, slowly bringing me down, the licks of his tongue growing softer, slower. Until I am sated, limp, and he pulls me back onto his lap, my head resting on his shoulder, his hand flattening between my shoulder blades.

“Everything or nothing,” he whispers, and this time, I do not believe he is talking about orgasms and pleasure.

I lean back to look at him, and the idea of what we are becoming is a sweet seduction, threatened by the emptiness of my past. “What if everything is too much?”

He drags two fingers down my cheek. “Sweetheart, I don’t have a ceiling. We’re going to find out if you do.”

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About Lisa Renee Jones:

New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Lisa Renee Jones is the author of the highly acclaimed INSIDE OUT series, which is now in development for a television show to be produced by Suzanne Todd of Team Todd (Alice in Wonderland). Suzanne Todd on the INSIDE OUT series: Lisa has created a beautiful, complicated, and sensual world that is filled with intrigue and suspense. Sara’s character is strong, flawed, complex, and sexy – a modern girl we all can identify with. I’m thrilled to develop a television show that will tell Sara’s whole story – her life, her work, her friends, and her sexuality.

In addition to the success of Lisa’s INSIDE OUT series, she has published many successful titles. The TALL, DARK AND DEADLY series and THE SECRET LIFE OF AMY BENSEN series, both spent several months on a combination of the New York Times and USA Today bestselling lists. Lisa is presently working on a dark, edgy new series, Dirty Money, for St. Martin’s Press.

Prior to publishing Lisa owned multi-state staffing agency that was recognized many times by The Austin Business Journal and also praised by the Dallas Women’s Magazine. In 1998 Lisa was listed as the #7 growing women owned business in Entrepreneur Magazine.

Lisa loves to hear from her readers. You can reach her at www.lisareneejones.com and she is active on Twitter and Facebook daily.

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The Bachelor Auction by Rachel Van Dyken…Blog Tour & Review

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Blurb

Jane isn’t entirely sure that Cinderella got such a raw deal. Sure, she had a rough start, but didn’t she eventually land a prince and a happily-ever-after? Meanwhile, Jane is busy waiting on her demanding, entitled sisters, running her cleaning business, and . . . yep, not a prince in sight. Until a party and a broken shoe incident leave Jane wondering if princes—or at least, a certain deliciously hunky billionaire—maybe do exist.

Except Brock Wellington isn’t anyone’s dream guy. Hell, a prince would never agree to be auctioned off in marriage to the highest bidder. Or act like an arrogant jerk—even if it was just a façade. Now, as Brock is waiting for the auction chopping block, he figures it’s karmic retribution that he’s tempted by a sexy, sassy woman he can’t have. But while they can’t have a fairy-tale ending, maybe they can indulge in a little bit of fantasy . .

RVD is always a one-click for me. There isn’t one book by her that I have not read nor I have not loved. And this is just another amazing example of why she’s a go-to author.

The Bachelor Auction is truly a modern-day fairy tale. It’s very Cinderella-like but has so many new twists to it, you can’t help but fall in love with everything.

“She was the only woman who had offered something money couldn’t buy. Her heart.”

Brock is the eldest brother and also the one who takes care of everything. He can’t say no to anything and that’s caused him to forget about living for himself. But there’s a deeper reason behind why he’s the way he is.

Jane took over family’s cleaning business and has been her sisters’ “maid” since they lost their parents. I don’t think Essence or Esmeralda even knew how to function without Jane. But Jane wanted to keep the promise she made to her father before he passed on – to keep the family together. But at what cost?

Rachel wrote a very heart warming story with the perfect touches of humor and sexiness added in. I loved how everything played out – from the ranch house to the ball. The twins, Bentley and Brant were a perfect addition to the story and made me laugh out loud more than once. I truly can’t wait to read about both of their stores in future books.

“A woman like you doesn’t belong in the shadows.”

RVD has once again wrote another amazing and intriguing love story!!

About the Author:

Rachel Van Dyken is the New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling author of regency and contemporary romances. When she’s not writing you can find her drinking coffee at Starbucks and plotting her next book while watching The Bachelor.

She keeps her home in Idaho with her Husband, adorable son, and two snoring boxers! She loves to hear from readers!

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Allure Behind Rose by Emily Bowie Release Blitz and Review

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All Rose Hart wants to do is put her past behind her, but it seems she can never escape the drama. Attempting to take control of her life she moves out with a new roommate, Sarah Boswell. Unfortunately, Sarah’s past is littered with questionable choices that affect Rose in ways that could alter her life forever.

Kane Thornton is one of Castle’s top foot soldiers in his empire of crime. He enters Rose’s life on orders from an uncle she never knew existed. For two years he kept a healthy distance, torn over being loyal to Castle and succumbing to his secret love for the woman he has been ordered to protect and not love. He never thought he would be capable of feeling this way over anyone again. His tragic past made him cold…emotionless. Rose was alluring. His need for her insatiable. Despite everything he thought he stood for, he knew he had to do everything he could so she would be his.

Bound together in a world of crime Rose was thrust into, their lives become entwined as they fight to keep their love alive despite the chaos of love, lust, and danger. The greatest battle they will face is the one that has the power to destroy them.

This is a romantic suspense novel and is told by the main character’s’ POV.

This is book three in the Castle series but can be read as a standalone. However, I recommend reading the prior books in the series, as characters play recurring roles throughout

Warning: This book deals with mature subject matters such as coarse language and explicit sexual situations. It is not suitable for anyone under the age of 18.

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Emily Bowie is from a small town in Western Canada. She went to university and earned two degrees before she decided to take a chance at doing what she loved most – writing.

She has published two books thus far: Allure of the O’Neal Sisters and Behind the Closed Door. Her third book Allure Behind Rose will be out fall 2016.

She married her high school sweetheart and they have two amazing children.When she is not writing she can be found reading a good book, making digital scrapbooks and being physically active—whether it is at the gym, going for a walk, or playing /keep up with her children.

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Review

What does this book have that makes it wonderful to read? Flawed characters that you can only love? Yes! Danger? Yes, there is! Stalker who is jealous, angry, and out for revenge against a once best friend? Why Yes! Two lovers entangled in a heist and a wine heist at that? OH yes! Hot sizzling romance? Oh hell yes! I am so excited to write a review for a book that is a hot romance all the while having the main characters being in a criminal ring! It is even has a smidge of Single White Female to it. Sounds like it could be a hot jumbled mess of a story but it is so far from it! Emily Bowie wrote Allure with so many different elements that the book is a serious page turner the whole entire time and just flows so beautifully. I found myself surprised, shocked, in love, heartbroken, panicked and even baffled at what was taking place, that I had no choice but to read it in a day in a half.

I love Rose and Kane as a couple who come together on purpose because of Castle, the main boss, and her very own mother. Yes, her very on mother is in the criminal circle and brings her daughter Rose into- what? See what I mean, things that I never expected to happen, happen in this book. The pure fact that Rose and Kane are the modern day Bonnie and Clyde is thrilling and exciting but to add hot scenes with moments of true love-makes my heart swoon. Without giving anything away, this book is such a nail bitter! Do these two finally realize how much they mean to each other before is it to late? I can’t tell you!!! You have to read this wonderfully written romantic thriller that will leave you guessing after every chapter. It is that good my friends!