Cat Porter - Lock & Key - Re-Release Event @catporter103

 

Title: Lock & Key

Author: Cat Porter

 The fabulous Cat Porter has reissued Lock & Key with a brand spanking new cover, a few edits to the manuscript and a surprise or two for her readers (hint: an additional scene may be included!)


  About Lock & Key:

Love not only stings when you lose it, when it’s ripped away, but when it first sinks its teeth into you, it can cut just as raw and sting just as deep. Unfortunately, I had forgotten that. I was allegedly South Dakota's most famous Old Lady. Fifteen years ago I had survived my Old Man’s murder and swore to myself never again. Never again surrender my heart. Never again sacrifice to the Club. But that all changed in one night. I came home and crashed into him, and my past and present blew up in my face. Both of us lonely, running on empty, and unwilling to admit it. Until now. I feel things I'd forgotten about, want things I had cut out of my insides. Who holds the keys to betrayal? To suspicion? To trust? To brotherhood? To family? To a bleeding heart? Right now, I just might. I suppose some of us have to get really dirty before we can become truly clean.  

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REVIEW BY MAZZY BOSS LADY

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

This book was one of those books that is a must read and also a book that you cannot put down.

In this there is romance, sex, loss, and violence, what else do you need for a f**cking fantastic MC Biker book.

Oh not forgetting the sexy bikers.

This was beautifully written and my first read by this author.

The story flowed perfectly and we were able to find out the background of why these people did the things they did.

Is it a great read? Oh Yeah

Is there sexy Bikers? Mmmmmm deliciously so.

What more can you ask for???

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  Q&A with Cat Porter:

When and why did you begin writing? I’ve been writing short stories and poems since I was ten. I was an obsessive reader as a child, and being an only child I had an intense imagination. Journal writing has been essential to my sanity throughout my life as well. It was and is the only way I could make sense of things and feel centered. About three years ago I started writing full time again. We live in Greece now and when the political and economic situation began to crumble here I had an extremely emotional, gut wrenching reaction, and I realized I had to keep centered for my children and myself. Focusing on writing again and writing love redemption stories and continuing my children’s stories kept me sane and engaged in the positive and also helps keep me full of hope for a better day. I do it every day without fail. Like working out and taking my vitamins. No question. Ever.


When you start a book, do you already have the whole story in your head or is it built progressively? I have the beginning and I have the end. Those two are always very clear. But then I have no bloody idea how to get from A to Z. That’s where the fun and the madness begins. Both L&K and Wolfsgate were written without formal outlines, I just kept thinking, what do I need to see here...what will bring me there...how can I connect this and that....My work in progress, the new One- Eyed Jacks book has an outline.

Can you share a little of your current work with us? After having abandoned her hometown fifteen years ago upon the murder of her husband a club officer, former old lady Grace Quillen returns and immediately becomes ensnared in betrayals, suspicion and ancient club rivalries along with club member Miller or “Lock”, a man intertwined with her past. Both Grace and Lock struggle with their shared emotional past, unexpected desires of their demanding present, and an overwhelming yearning for redemption and a better future. Risky schemes, explosive secrets, and flawed decisions force past and present into an inevitable, volatile confrontation for Grace and Lock within a bike club that is fighting for its own survival.

  Do you have anything specific that you want to say to your readers? I want to thank my readers for their support and all their good wishes, they mean so very much to me! I very much appreciate that they took a chance on “Lock & Key”, and I hope they take a chance on my historical. I really enjoy hearing from them and being in touch. Social media never ceases to amaze me as an immediate gratification outlet for our enthusiasm. xxoxx !!



  About the Author:

Cat Porter was born and raised in New York City, but also spent a few years in Europe and Texas along the way. As an introverted, only child, she had very big, but very secret dreams for herself. She graduated from Vassar College, was a struggling actress, an art gallery girl, special events planner, freelance writer and had all sorts of other crazy jobs all hours of the day and night to help make her dreams come true. She has two children’s books traditionally published under her maiden name. She now lives in Athens, Greece with her husband and three children, and freaks out regularly and still daydreams way too much. She is addicted to the History Channel, her iPad, her husband’s homemade red wine, really dark chocolate, and her Nespresso coffee machine. Writing keeps her somewhat sane, extremely happy, and a productive member of society.

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Includes a very special necklace that inspired the new cover of Lock & Key. This handmade antiqued silver plate necklace featuring a double-faced carved skull is an original Blue Bayer exclusive design made in NYC. (And by the way, Johnny Depp owns one!) Blue's unique jewelry has been featured in Vogue and many other fashion magazines.

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Release Event - C. Desir - Bleed Like Me @ChristaDesir

Title: Bleed Like Me

Author: Christa Desir

Date of Publication: October 7th 2014

 


  About Bleed Like Me:

 From the author of Fault Line comes an edgy and heartbreaking novel about two self-destructive teens in a Sid and Nancy–like romance full of passion, chaos, and dyed hair. Seventeen-year-old Amelia Gannon (just “Gannon” to her friends) is invisible to almost everyone in her life. To her parents, to her teachers—even her best friend, who is more interested in bumming cigarettes than bonding. Some days the only way Gannon knows she is real is by carving bloody lines into the flesh of her stomach. Then she meets Michael Brooks, and for the first time, she feels like she is being seen to the core of her being. Obnoxious, controlling, damaged, and addictive, he inserts himself into her life until all her scars are exposed. Each moment together is a passionate, painful relief. But as the relationship deepens, Gannon starts to feel as if she’s standing at the foot of a dam about to burst. She’s given up everything and everyone in her life for him, but somehow nothing is enough for Brooks—until he poses the ultimate test. Bleed Like Me is a piercing, intimate portrayal of the danger of a love so obsessive it becomes its own biggest threat.  

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  Q&A with Christa Desir:

  When you start a book, do you already have the whole story in your head or is it built progressively? I usually start with characters and a very vague idea of what their problem is. For example, in my alcoholic girl boxer book, I had a voice in my head of a girl who was really angry and had just gotten out of rehab. The rest of it came out (including her being a boxer) as I started writing. 

Tell us about your first book. What would readers find different about the first one and your most recent published work? My first book FAULT LINE is a book about a girl who is gang-raped at a party and is told from the POV of her boyfriend who did not attend the party. BLEED LIKE ME is told from a girl’s POV who is in a very co-dependent and unhealthy relationship. BLM is not exactly an “issue” book in the same way that FAULT LIINE is and even the things that come up in BLM aren’t as polarizing as FL. Books about rape can be very tricky, particularly if people are sexual violence survivors. BLEED is a different sort of book because it leaves the reader with questions about what we’re willing to sacrifice in order for someone to love us.

  Is there anything you find particularly challenging in your writing? I find the business of publishing to be very challenging and when all that noise gets in my head, I think it is hard to write. I miss writing in a vacuum of pure writing and nothing else. Every morning I try to recreate that vacuum by writing for a few hours with no noise or internet or anything else, but I still can’t stop thinking about the business side of things. (For example: will this book be too controversial? Will schools not want to shelve it? Will people hate it because it’s not a happy ending and therefore sales will suffer? 

What are your current projects? I have a book about an alcoholic girl boxer that is coming out in January 2016. And I have a collaboration with author Jolene Perry that comes out in May 2016. I’m also working on a long-term pet project that is just for fun and just for me. Which makes me very happy. :-)  


  Excerpt: Thirty-five days. Thirty-five fucking days. No Brooks. Be back in a month was a cruel joke. I deleted his text and stopped feeling anything at all. Dennis had concocted a huge sale to get rid of the summer inventory. He wanted me to build wooden birdhouses to mark the sale aisles. It was the stupidest idea I’d ever heard, but he threatened to fire me if I didn’t do it and I thought he might be serious. “Why don’t you just put sale signs over these aisles?” “Shut it,” Dennis barked at me. “I’m just saying, a bunch of birdhouses aren’t gonna let people know they can take fifty percent off of all the merchandise.” “Quit your bitching. You’ve been in a surly mood this past month and you need to snap out of it.” I gaped at him. Was I that obvious? “No, I haven’t.” Dennis shook his head and exchanged a look with Ricardo. “Yes, you have. Now just finish putting your tools away and get your head in the game or I’m dropping you.” I wasn’t the only surly one. Dennis had been on his period ever since Brooks had shown up drunk that day. “You’re not dropping me. No one else can work the circular saw.” “Ricardo can. And working the circular saw isn’t a requirement of the job.” “It is if you have to build bullshit birdhouses,” I mumbled. Dennis’s nostrils flared. “No more discussion. Tools away and you better be back here this weekend to work the sale.” I opened my mouth to argue more, but Dennis held up his hand. When the hand came up, I knew Dennis was really pissed. I shut my mouth and moved to the storage garage. What did I care anyway? I had nowhere else to be. The lights flickered as I stood surveying the piles of wood and tools littered along the floor. I sat down and started collecting nails, putting them into the tiny, labeled boxes Dennis housed them in. The door to the storage garage creaked open and my head whipped up. Brooks. Heat I hadn’t felt in days surged into my body. My hands trembled and I clenched them into fists. “Where the hell have you been?” He took a tentative step toward me. “Rehab.” “Really?” My hands unclenched and my eyes scanned his body as I got to my feet. He’d gotten thinner and something about his face looked not quite right. “Yeah. Sue found some E in my duffel and sort of overreacted. I think fucking Ray tipped her off about it. She told me I needed to pull my shit together and get clean if I wanted to stay with her.” He moved closer to me, and his hand reached out to trace the hoops in my ear. I shut my eyes for a second and allowed his long fingers to figure eight around the silver before I shook him off. “You could’ve called me or returned my texts. It’s been thirty-five days. Longer than a month.” My breath came in short bursts, squeezed from the hole in my throat that had been shrinking since the moment he left. His fingers moved to the now completely faded hickey on my neck. He circled it, his thumb brushing over the smoothness as he stared at me, took all of me in with his too keen eyes. Butterflies fluttered around my stomach. Then he dropped his mouth to my pale skin and sucked hard. My insides coiled, the butterflies stilled. I released a long shaky breath. “They took my cell and it wasn’t the kind of rehab where you get to make a bunch of phone calls,” he said, nipping me with his teeth. “Are you going to apologize?” I grabbed at my last vestiges of logic and pushed him off my neck. “I don’t do apologies,” he said, and his hands circled my waist before he plunged his mouth onto mine. His tongue traced my bottom lip, pressing me to open. Part of me wanted to push him away. Drop him before he bailed on me all over again. Make him beg for my forgiveness. But seeing him in front of me practically vibrating with want, everything fell out of my head. It was like an IV of Ecstasy pumped directly into my heart. I clung to his neck. His hands slid beneath the back of my shirt, moving up and down my spine. I raked my fingers through his hair and opened my mouth wider. My entire body trembled with how much I’d missed him. He pulled away for a second, dropping kisses along my jaw before whispering, “Does the door lock?” I nodded, drawing in a quick breath. Dennis had installed a lock on the inside of the door a month after he realized how much time I spent alone working there. Brooks released me and went to shut and lock the door. “Let me see you,” he said, stepping toward me and lifting me on to Dennis’s work table. He moved his hands to the bottom of my shirt. I stilled for a second and then helped him pull my shirt off. His hands shook a little when he lifted off the next layer of my thin tank top. “You’re shaking.” He grinned at me. “Anticipation.” The lump in my throat got bigger. “Really?” His hands moved over my stomach, sliding over old scars. “Really. It’s been a long thirty-five days.”  


  About Christa Desir:

I’m Christa Desir and I write young adult novels. I am an avid reader and have been in love with YA books ever since reading Judy Blume’s FOREVER (while hiding between the stacks in the library). My first success with writing came at the age of five when I wrote a story about my sister and our neighbor Andy “kissing in the dushes.” My parents were so proud of this work, they framed it and showed it to every visitor who came to our house. My sister still has not forgiven me. I live outside of Chicago with my awesome husband, Julio, and our three children. When I'm not writing, I am an editor of romance novels. I am also a feminist, former rape victim advocate, lover of coffee and chocolate, and head of the PTA. It is a rare day when I don’t humiliate myself somehow, and I frequently blog about my embarrassing life moments.

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TALK TO ME

Author: Stephanie Reid

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Series: Protector Series, Book #1 

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Emily Simon is a good listener. Maybe a little too good. As a professional counselor who's been unintentionally clocking hours after work with her advice-seeking friends, Emily decides it's time to hang up the counselor hat when she's out of the office and make something happen in her own life. She has just two rules: No men with emotional baggage and no risk takers.

Bryan “Mac” McAvoy is tormented by the death of a teenage boy, shot during a robbery gone wrong, and fellow police officer, Sean Simon, is convinced his sister Emily is just the person to help Mac get back his edge.

With his dangerous vocation and giant suitcase full of guilt, Emily vows to steer clear and guard her heart. But when she receives a death threat from a deranged client, she finds that Mac may be the only man who can guard her life.

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Stephanie Reid writes contemporary romances with heart, humor, and a happily ever after. She holds a master’s degree in Human Development Counseling and enjoys using counseling theories on her fictional characters (and from time to time her husband).

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