Wednesday, December 31, 2014


INTRIGUE Anthology by USA Today Best-Selling Author Andrea Smith, Amazon Best-Selling Author S.R. Grey, Eva LeNoir, Amber Nation, Ahren Sanders and Leigh Ann Lunsford


Title: Intrigue (Intrigue Anthology) ~ ALL proceeds benefit a charity chosen by each author

Authors: USA Today Best-Selling Author Andrea Smith, Amazon Best-Selling Author S.R. Grey, Eva LeNoir, Amber Nation, Ahren Sanders and Leigh Ann Lunsford
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Release date: December 28, 2014

Age Group: (recommended for readers 18+ due to mature content)

Genre: Romance (with an erotic edge)

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Intrigue ~ 6-Author Anthology

Promise and Protect by Leigh Ann Lunsford
Seeing Their Worth by Amber Nation
Jaded by Andrea Smith
Finding Our Way by Ahren Sanders
Exposed: Laid Bare by S.R. Grey
Disheveled by Eva LeNoir


Promise and Protect
By Leigh Ann Lunsford

Jessa Pierce has the chance to make her career with a high profile case. Dalton Avery is forced to protect her once she succeeds. The passion, danger, and love they experience are just an added bonus.


Seeing Their Worth
By Amber Nation

Coming from different walks of life, the workaholic Gwendolyn Shaw and the fresh from prison Mason Walker, have instilled into each of their brains that they aren't worthy of anything more in life. Together can they help one another see just how much they are worth?


By Andrea Smith

Jade Roberts gave up her career for Hayden Barringer II. She comes to realize that she has given up much more. Jade is Hayden's mistress. Her life is comfortable and secure, until she puts everything at risk when a chat room liaison turns into something much more.


Finding Our Way
By Ahren Sanders

Devon Harris has loved Bryce Randolph for as long as she can remember. Just when she thinks they may have a future, he breaks her heart and leaves her devastated. Time and distance help heal her wounds, but when he barges back into her life, things aren't as they seem. She must decide if she can really have the future she dreamed of.


Exposed: Laid Bare
By S.R. Grey

To most, Lucien Chambers is a sexy, savvy businessman. But when naive photographer Dahlia Vaughn is hired to take promo shots of the mysterious man, she finds out there is much more to this enigma.


By Eva LeNoir

What do a high end brothel, a sexy womanizing lawyer and demanding stranger have in common? Delilah Jameson. It's time for this art gallery owner to put on her big girl panties and choose wisely.



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Release Blitz, Shoot for the Moon by Rochelle Paige

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Shoot For The Moon, Book 2 ~ Black River Series by Rochelle Paige


Eliza Reve knows that her ability to dream of future events sets her apart from others. Her gift became a curse when she wasn't able to save her mother or the alpha's son and she found herself exiled - a lone wolf. When she joins the Black River Pack, Eliza vows never to reveal her talent to anyone. Not even the man who has walked in her dreams for years.

Spencer Tate is her mate, but her visions have told her that he will renounce her. When he doesn't recognize her as his mate, she agrees to the no-strings-attached affair he offers because she thinks it's the most she can hope for. Although her heart breaks as she falls deeper in love with him, she wants to spend as many days with Spencer as possible before he kicks her out of his life.

When Spencer finally comes to his senses, he has his work cut out for him to convince Eliza that he wants her forever. When another she-wolf insists she's his mate instead, things get even more complicated. But Spencer isn't the alpha's second and enforcer because he isn't willing to fight for what's his, and he refuses to settle for anything less than Eliza as his marked and claimed mate.

This is book two in the Black River Pack series. Each novella will feature a different couple.


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Blog Tour ~ Frozen by L.A. Casey ***GIVEAWAY***

Title: Frozen Author: L.A. Casey

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 Neala Clarke is a woman of her word, when she gives you it, expect her to deliver. Neala gave her niece Charli her word that she would get her a doll for Christmas. Never mind that there is only one week until Christmas and everywhere that stocked toys is practically sold out. Neala gave her word that she would get that doll for Charli, so she will move mountains to make it happen. Darcy Hart is a people pleaser, when he is asked last minute for a doll by his adorable six year old nephew Dustin, he of course, says yes. However, Darcy faces a dilemma, the particular doll he needs is sold out everywhere. Darcy makes one last attempt to get the doll at a local toy store, and finds out they have only one left in stock, but he also finds out he is not the only person interested in claiming the doll. Neala and Darcy go way back, playing in each other’s play pens kind of way back. They are not friends, more like mortal enemies, and both of them wanting a single doll was the start of a series of events that no one could have predicted, not even Father Christmas himself.


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It all happened in slow motion. Darcy was shouting at me from inside of the tunnel one minute, and the next his upper body disappeared as the roof of the snow tunnel collapsed in on top of him. It literally collapsed on top of him and now he wasn't moving. At all. For at least twenty seconds I did nothing but stare at him then my senses kicked into overdrive. "Darcy!" I screamed, and threw my blanket off my body as I rushed over to him. I licked my lips and stared down at his body with wide eyes, and shaking limbs. My heart was slamming into my chest, and each pulse got louder and louder. I could hear each beat my heart took and my ears rang with the noise. "Darcy!" I shouted hoping he would make a noise from under the snow or at least move his legs. Nothing. Not a sound or kick from him. I really started to worry then, the thought of him drowning crossed my mind. I mean, snow was made of water and he was buried under the snow, which meant he was technically under water right now. Fuck. I had to save him. I dropped my candle to the ground and ignored it as the glass bowl that encased the candle smashed causing it to blow out. It was darker now, but the rest of the candles along the hallway were still lit so I could see pretty well. "Darcy, don't worry!" I shouted. "I'm gonna get you out of there!" I dropped to my knees and began to scoop handfuls of snow off his body. I threw the snow onto the pile Darcy created while digging the tunnel off to my right, but I had to stop because my hands hurt with the cold. I instead moved to Darcy legs and gripped onto them and pulled. I pulled with all of my might and the idiot's body only slightly moved. "Move!" I shouted and pulled at his legs again. I held onto Darcy with every fibre of strength I had and pulled again, and by the grace of God, his body moved. It actually moved. I was strong! "Yes!" I cheered. I scrambled up to Darcy's back when his shoulders became visible. I placed my hands on both of them and pulled as hard as physically possible, the wet floor under Darcy made him slide which made things so much easier for me and my arms. "You're out!" I cheered. Darcy was gasping for air so I rolled him over so he could suck in as much air as he needed. His eyes were closed, but his body was shaking. I instinctively placed my hands on his arms, directly on his biceps. His firm biceps. Stop it. I began to rub up and down very fast hoping to generate some heat for Darcy to ease his shivering. All the rubbing was pointless though, unless I got him up off the cold wet floor he would just get sick. "Darcy, stand up," I said. He didn't move, nor did he reply to me. That worried me. I looked to Darcy's face and found his eyes were still closed. I looked down to his chest and saw it was moving up and down which relaxed me immensely. "Darcy!" I said loudly, shaking him. "Darcy!" Einstein called from the kitchen. I screeched, "Shut up, Einstein!" Stupid bloody bird. I looked back down to Darcy when I thought I heard him chuckle, but I was mistaken because he was motionless with his eyes still closed. This wouldn't do, I had to wake him up because we'd be stuck in this house if he didn't fix the tunnel and continue to dig so we could get out of here. Was that selfish? "Darcy!" I shouted and shook him, hard. He groaned and it caused my pulse to spike. "Neala?" he croaked. He was alive! "Yes, Darcy, it's Neala. I'm here. It's okay, I saved you." I was so proud of myself for saving him, too. "Neala," he gasped my name again, and this time it was followed by a cough. I frowned down at him. Why was he coughing? "Are you okay?" I asked, genuinely concerned for his well being. Darcy coughed again. "I don't think so... everything is fading." Oh, my God. Fading? As in fading to black? "Don't you die and leave me here alone!" I snapped at him. I may have still hated him close to ninety percent, but I didn't want him to die... I also didn't want to be left on my own with just Einstein for company. "I'm... I'm dying... Neala." Oh, no. "You can't be, you weren't under the snow for that long- Darcy!" I screeched and shook him when he started to go limp. "Neala," he gasped. "Come closer." I couldn't believe what was happening. This was not how things were supposed to end, we were supposed to get out of here... together. "I'm here, Darcy," I said and swallowed back a sob that wanted to escape. Darcy's breathing slowed. "I can see the light," he whispered. I blinked back tears. "Go to the light, Darcy." Darcy gasped for breath, then all of sudden everything stopped. His movement. His breathing. His everything. Oh, no. "Darcy?" I whispered. Nothing. Oh, my God. "Please don't be dead," I said then released the sob that was dying to be let out. I stared down at Darcy's face, and I couldn't believe what just happened. He died in my arms. What was I going to do? I never even told him I was sorry for giving him the runs, or for all the other times I was a bitch to him, and now I would never get the chance. I felt like dirt. I began to cry, but Darcy's body suddenly twitched then he inhaled sharply, and loudly. I blinked then widened my eyes in shock. "Darcy?" I whispered. Darcy blinked opened his big brown eyes. He was alive! "Am I in Heaven?" he asked. He thought he was dead! Darcy blinked his eyes a couple of times then he flicked his eyes to mine and he stared at me for a long moment before he sighed. "Nope, not Heaven. This must be Hell if you're here," he said, his face was as serious as if he just told me someone had a heart attack. I stared down at him then narrowed my eyes. Ex-fucking-cuse me? "What?" I asked, completely confused. Darcy looked at me then burst out laughing. Laughing! I gasped and dropped him to the floor. He grunted in pain, but continued to laugh. That... that fucking bastard! He played me. "You joked about dying?" I screeched. Who does that?

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LA Casey 

 L.A. Casey was born, raised and currently resides in Dublin, Ireland. She is a twenty two year old stay at home mother to an almost two year old German Shepherd named Storm and of course, her four and half year old (the half is apparently vital) beautiful little hellion/angel depending on the hour of the day. Her first novel, Dominic, was released on March 17th, 2014, and on March 21st, 2014, it became an international Amazon bestseller.

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Prentiss Puckett is certain of three things: -Graduation is two weeks away. -Summer only gets hotter in south Mississippi. -She’s getting a job with air-conditioning. She did not expect to be kidnapped walking to work. And she never expected to become a hero.

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By Leigh Talbert Moore
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The guards moved among us, placing dentist-office Dixie cups of what looked like water in front of everyone. A separate guard came to where I sat on the floor, clutching my knees. She lightly took my arm. “Please return to the table.” Her voice was smooth. “You’ve had a shock. Have some water.” I wasn’t about to drink anything they gave us. It was Day One all over again, only this time, it was Guyana. We were all being served the Kool-Aid. Next stop, mass graves. Stupidly, my friends and fellow prisoners had no such qualms. Didn’t anybody watch the History channel? I stared as they all took shaky sips without hesitation. “Just take a small sip.” The female guard was still with me. “It’ll calm you.” My throat constricted. My whole body was on revolt. Shaking my head, I didn’t meet her eyes. I only stared at the white cup of water. Braxton was at my side, and he drained his. What the hell made him do that? Did he want to die? Seconds ticked past and nothing happened. Nobody passed out. Nobody did anything strange—except forget what we’d just witnessed here. Braxton picked up his fork to finish his lunch. They all did. Like one of us had not just been taken out “swiftly and finally.” Only he had, and I was reeling from the shock.  

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“Five Stars: The best series that I have read in a while. I couldn't put it down at all. It still has my attention, begging to be revisited!" --Reading in Black and White "Solid, well-crafted and captivating!" --Kawehi Reviews "Fun, entertaining, and original!" --My Guilty Obsession book reviews "Adventurous and exciting, a great book for anyone." --Somertime Book Blog “If you are looking for a great YA read, this is the book for you. Full of nail biting suspense, this book is sure to keep your attention.” –Mandy “I Read Indie”

About the Author
Leigh Talbert Moore Leigh Talbert Moore wrote her first graphic novel at the age of nine--about a lady scientist burned by acid. Sadly, the text of "Fury Woman" was lost, and Leigh's novelist aspirations went on hiatus. Then, after a decade working in journalism, editing, marketing, and public relations, she began writing books again, and in 2009 completed Dragonfly. Today, Leigh is the author of several popular young adult and new adult novels, all with a strong romantic slant. She lives with her husband and two young children in the middle of the country, where she conjures new worlds, characters, and situations while playing chauffeur, chaperone, group activity leader, and referee. And she's still trying to remember the plot of Fury Woman...

Books by Leigh Talbert Moore

-THE TRUTH ABOUT FAKING (YA romantic comedy)
  -THE TRUTH ABOUT LETTING GO (YA coming of age; Top 5 Finalist, 2013 "Best Indie Book Awards" sponsored by The Kindle Book Review)
  -ROUGE (New Adult romantic suspense; Quarterfinalist, 2013 Amazon Breakthrough Novel Award) -DRAGONFLY (New Adult family saga; Book #1 in the Dragonfly series)
-UNDERTOW (New Adult family saga; Book #2 in the Dragonfly series)
  -WATERCOLOR (New Adult family saga; Book #3 in the Dragonfly series)
  -MOSAIC (New Adult family saga; Book #4/final book in the Dragonfly series)
  -BEHIND THE STARS (NA Action-adventure/paranormal romance)  

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Meet Collins Drake - Filthy Beautiful Forever By Kendall Ryan


Collins Drake exercises control over all facets of his life. From his business, to satisfying his physical needs … it all happens on his command.

So when a woman shows up at his door and reminds him of a promise they made each other when they were just ten years old, it shouldn’t have the ability to rock his entire world.

Yet it does.

Because Mia Monroe wasn't just his childhood best friend, she wasn't just the girl he lost his virginity to and hasn't seen since, she's the one exception to his perfect control. And piece by piece, she's about to tear apart his carefully laid plans.

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Kendall Ryan is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of contemporary romance novels, including Hard to Love, Unravel Me, Resisting Her and When I Break.
She's a sassy, yet polite Midwestern girl with a deep love of books, and a slight addiction to lipgloss. She lives in Minneapolis with her adorable husband and two baby sons, and enjoys hiking, being active, and reading.
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Filthy Beautiful Lies
**Warning: this book contains an addictively filthy alpha male who will dampen your panties and own your days and nights. Proceed at your own risk.** 

Meet Colton Drake...

I have no idea why she auctioned off her virginity for a cool mill. Regardless, I’m now the proud new owner of a perfectly intact hymen. A lot of good that will do me. I have certain tastes, certain sexual proclivities. My cock is a bit more discriminatory than most. And training a virgin takes finesse and patience – both of which I lack.

Sophie Evans has been backed into a corner. With her sister’s life hanging in the balance, the only choice is to claw her way out, even if that means selling her virginity to the highest bidder at an exclusive erotic club. When Colton Drake takes her home, she quickly learns nothing is as it seems with this beautifully troubled man. Being with him poses challenges she never expected, and pushes her to want things she never anticipated. 

A sinfully seductive erotic romance where everything has a price and the cost of love is the highest of all from New York Times & USA Today bestselling author, Kendall Ryan

Filthy Beautiful Love
Filthy Beautiful Love:
**Warning: this book contains an additively filthy alpha male who will dampen your panties and own your days and nights. Proceed at your own risk.**

Book 2 in the Filthy Beautiful Lies series.

I never expected to watch Sophie walk away. She was mine. I would own her. She just didn’t know it yet. New goal: Seal the deal and rock her world so thoroughly she never wanted to leave again.

Highly sexual and emotionally charged, Filthy Beautiful Love is the provocative conclusion to Filthy Beautiful Lies.


Filthy Beautiful Lust
From New York Times & USA Today bestselling author, Kendall Ryan, comes the third book in the Filthy Beautiful Lies series.

Pace Drake loves sex. He knows where get it, what to say, what to do, and he makes no apologies for satisfying his needs. But when he meets single mom, Kylie Sloan, he's enthralled by her, and begins to question his standard operating procedure. After all, there's no chase, no mystery when banging a woman in a nightclub bathroom. Kylie's depth and determination make the sloppy, drunken hookups that fill his weekends seem empty and shallow. She's the opposite of the desperate, clingy women he's used to. She doesn’t want or need anyone to take care of her and that only makes him want to care for her more.

Kylie's trust in men has vanished. The last guy she was with played ding-dong-ditch-it with her uterus and left her with a baby to raise. Now her infant son is the only man she has time for, even if she misses sex and intimacy more than she'd ever admit. Opening her heart up to a younger man who's best known for no-strings-attached sex and his casual lifestyle is probably the worst idea she's ever had. But Pace wants to prove to her there are still a few good guys left, and watching the sweet way he interacts with her baby makes her want to try…but she can really trust that his days of hitting it and quitting it are in his past?

Filthy Beautiful Lust is the third book in the Filthy Beautiful Lies series, however it can be read as a standalone novel (no cliffhanger). To understand the full growth and development of the characters, it is recommended that you begin with book 1, Filthy Beautiful Lies.


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Tuesday, December 30, 2014

Kelly Jamieson - How Sweet It Is

Title: How Sweet It Is
Author: Kelly Jamieson
Release Date: December 30th 2014

A free-spirited woman…

Eccentric interior designer Mirelle Brasseur is tired of relationships with handsome, charming, fickle men—in other words men just like the father who abandoned her. She’s fun and funky, but takes her career seriously. She’s not about to let a man derail her dreams or wound her heart again.

An ambitious man…

Award winning chef Bradan Hunt is handsome and charming, but he's always honest with women about his one date-one night rule. Between his best-selling cookbooks, his TV appearances, and his restaurant, he’s too busy for a relationship. He saw what a lack of ambition did to his parents. Bradan wants more. His newest restaurant is going to be the best, so he hires Mirelle to help him design it.

Turn up the heat…

Soon it isn’t just the food sizzling in the kitchen, in spite of Mirelle’s misgivings, as the attraction between the chef and the designer heats up. It will take more than one date-one night for them to overcome their pasts and find a way to cook up a sweet future together.

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Copyright © 2014 by Kelly Jamieson

Mirelle turned her face up to the pale morning sun, then checked out the produce arranged on tables. The abundance of colors and shapes and textures was almost overwhelming. She studied baskets of avocadoes. Who knew there were so many different kinds? Some had bumpy black skins, others were shiny and green. Another stand had bins of salad greens—ruffly lettuces, mustard greens, chard with white and red and bright yellow stems, kales and spinach.
“Oh my.” She let out a sigh of pleasure.
“Look at these berries.” Sofi tugged her arm.
“Albion strawberries.” The stocky dark-haired man behind the table gave them a friendly smile. “They taste much better than the flavorless red lumps of cardboard at the supermarket. Try one.” He offered them a small basket. Mirelle picked up a fat red berry and took a bite.
Her eyes widened as the strawberry nectar filled her mouth. “Oh my god. This is unbelievable. I have to have some of these.”
“No,” Sofi hissed. “Remember?”
“We usually sell out,” the man said.
“I’m buying them now, I don’t care about your plan.” Mirelle dug into her purse.
“Mirelle.” The deep male voice uttering her name startled her. She turned around to see Bradan Hunt standing behind her. His hands were shoved into the front pockets of a pair of faded jeans, his black jacket only half-zipped over a white T-shirt that stretched across his flat abs and chest. He gave her a slow, sexy grin, a flash of white teeth, the corners of his eyes crinkling in that attractive way. She blinked at him.
“Hi,” he said. “Buying strawberries?”
She nodded, pulling out her wallet. “Er. Yes. Hi.” She paid the man and he put a basket of strawberries into the cloth shopping bag she’d brought along. “What are you doing here?”
“What do you think?” He lifted one dark eyebrow. “Buying food. I cook, you know.”
She couldn’t help the smile that tugged at her lips. “Oh yeah, that’s right.” They smiled at each other as moments accumulated and wings fluttered in her tummy. Her body began to tingle, her gaze fastened to his.
She’d dreamt those chef fantasies again all night, hot sweaty dreams about a sexy chef laying her out on the counter and sampling her body in very delicious ways. And this morning, she’d been annoyed. Annoyed at him for invading her fantasies like that. Annoyed at him for being so damn good with the animals and so helpful at the shelter. Annoyed at him giving up on his offer to go out for coffee so easily. Annoyed at herself for being annoyed about that, because she didn’t want to go out for coffee with him. She wanted him to leave her alone.
But now here he was, standing in front of her, his dark hair hanging over his forehead, his strong jaw dark with that scruff of beard, smiling at her, and her annoyance faded away like morning fog in the sun, replace by tingling awareness.
Mirelle turned and blinked at Sofi. “Oh. Sofi, this is Bradan Hunt. I mentioned the new project I have, designing his new restaurant.”
“Oh yes, I think you did mention it,” Sofi said, extending hand to Bradan. Mirelle resisted the urge to grin. “Nice to meet you.” Her usual calm and cool manner gave no hint of all the things Mirelle had said to her about Bradan on the phone the other night.
“Nice to meet you, Sofi. So you ladies are out shopping for food, hmm? What have you seen that’s interesting?”
“You should be the one telling us.”
“We just got here,” Sofi added. “We want to look at everything before we buy. Or at least, I want to.” She cast a pointed glance at Mirelle’s shopping bag.
Mirelle clutched the bag tighter. “I wanted these strawberries. I wasn’t taking a chance on them selling out.”
“Those are awesome strawberries for sure,” Bradan said gravely. “Good decision. Let’s look more.”
And somehow he ended up accompanying them through the market. He purchased large quantities of things, the sellers stowing them in plastic bins for him to pick up later. He held up baby zucchinis with the golden blossoms attached. “For stuffing. And look at these potatoes.” He studied them and discussed them at length with the seller—baby purple potatoes that were apparently Russian Blue, little red ones called Chieftains and Russian banana fingerlings.
 “And these are sweet potatoes,” the man at the stand said. “Japanese white and Okinawan purple.”
“Sweet potatoes,” Bradan murmured. “I have to have some of those.”
“Potatoes,” Sofi whispered to Mirelle. “Who knew they could be so sexy.”
Mirelle wanted to groan. Even the way he breathed was sexy.

About Kelly Jamieson

Kelly Jamieson writes romances with heat that's sweet. Her writing has been described as “emotionally complex”, “sweet and satisfying” and “blisteringly sexy”. If she can stop herself from reading or writing, she loves to cook. She has shelves of cookbooks that she reads at length. She also enjoys gardening in the summer, and in the winter she likes to read gardening magazines and seed catalogues (there might be a theme here...) She also loves shopping, especially for clothes and shoes. But her family takes precedence over everything else (yes, even writing). She has two teenage children who are the best kids in the world, not that she’s biased, and a wonderful husband who does loads of laundry while she plays on the computer writing stories.