Sunday, 20 September 2015

Release Blitz: Freed by Kimberly Bracco @AuthorKBracco

Title: Freed
Series: UnInhibited #2.5
Author: Kimberly Bracco
Genre: Contemporary Romance Novella
Release Date: September 18, 2015
The road to happily ever after hasn't been easy for the Garrisons. Blissfully married with a baby on the way, this should be the happiest time in their lives. Except, Ashley can't fully escape the dark shadows of their past. Will Ashley and Tanner be forced to endure more heartache or will they finally be freed?

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I loved getting a look into Ashley and Tanner's future. Thier past hasn't been so forthcoming, but can Ashley let the past go and can Tanner be strong enough for both of them. I really enjoyed this fast pace read, Tanner loves Ashley deeply and wants her to enjoy this pregnancy, I really loved seeing this side of tanner but pmg he's still has a sexy mouth. definitely a must read and you read in order.
1) Inhibitions, 2) Unrestricted, 3) Freed.

Kimberly is a stay at mom of four crazy beautiful children. She lives in New Jersey with her husband of ten years and enjoys every minute of her never dull life. She loves a good book that is impossible to put down and you will mostly likely find her reading in her downtime, unless of course, there is a football game on.

THE DARK ONES by Rachel Van Dyken - Release Day Launch @RachVD

To touch a Dark One is death.
To talk to an immortal is suicide.
Yet, I've been marked by both.
A Vampire.
And the King of the immortals.
My life is no longer my own.
And now I know the truth, my life was never mine to begin with.
It was theirs.
It's always been theirs.

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"Balance always needs to be restored, and you, Genesis, will be tested. I wonder, are you string enough to do what needs to be done?
Blood will be spilled."

The legacy of being mortal is to serve the creatures of folklore, preparing for a life of duty if your number is called. Genesis has been studious, amassing as much information as she can so she can make her mother proud. Her first memories are of the need to remember how insignificant and ugly she is to those other worldly beings. Ian nothing is her mantra. Genesis is shocked when her number is called and she truly believes she is lacking...

Thrust into the world of Vampires, Sirens, Banshees, Succubi, Werewolves and the Dark Ones Genesis quickly becomes caught up in something bigger than she could ever imagine. A pawn in a prophecy that is foretold Genesis is caught inbetween her fated mate Ethan and the Dark One Cassius. Embracing her new life Genesis does her best to decipher the truth in her studies with her current reality. Having a vampire and a Dark One fight for her affections confuses her and she alone has a choice to make.

Secrets and lies weave together causing the bonds of love and family to be ripped apart. Prophecy, blood and debts interwoven to forever change the fate of these chosen few yet impact on do many. Can they battle together to right the wrongs of the past? Is Genesis strong enough to pay the price to restore the balance? Can she choose between the Dark One and her Vampire?

This is a fangtastic part one and introduction to a whole new paranormal world. The premise and idea is intriguing with strong alpha characters that soon have you invested in them. Tragedy colours their past but without the pain they would not be brought together, united in sorrow and grief. I think this will become a go to one click series. With so many characters to explore I really can't wait for more!

A spellbinding four star read.


I didn't open my eyes. "No staying in bed all day?"
"About that…" Ethan sighed. "The good news is it will feel like we've been in bed for days when really it could have been mere hours."
"Hmm?" I perked up. "Well, that's a nice trick."
"I'm full of them." His eyes sparkled. "Care to know more?"
"Yes," I whispered, my mouth finding his.
With a groan, he pushed me back against the mattress and loomed over me, his naked body glorious-looking against the sunlight streaming through the window. "Perhaps we'll stay a bit longer."
"Yes." I nodded my head eagerly. "I'm your mate, after all. Don't you want me to be pleased?"
"You were pleased at least four times last night, possibly five, if we count the time I—"
"Shh." I put my hands over his mouth.
He smirked. "Afraid the dust will hear?"
I rolled my eyes.
"Ethan!" Alex's voice boomed on the other side of the door. "Feed her!"
"Ignore him," Ethan hissed.
The knock got louder. "For the love of God, she's human. Give her food."
"He's a siren. He knows nothing." Ethan continued kissing me.
"Mason will break down the door if he has to." Fighting broke out in the hall. "Ethan, I can smell the sex from here. One immortal to another, feed her before you can't feed from her anymore."
Ethan growled and pulled back from me. "They have no manners."
I was half-tempted to cover my face with my hands. Had they heard us? Of course they'd heard us, and they knew, and they could… Yeah, I wanted to crawl under the bed and hide for a few days. Instead, Ethan pounced from the bed, put on a pair of jeans, and jerked open the door while I tried to hide beneath the covers.
Alex peered over Ethan's shoulder and waved.
I had no choice but to wave back and hope that I wasn't as red as I felt.
"She's alive." Alex held up his hand for a high five. "No? Not funny? Too soon?"
"Horrible joke," Mason said next to him. "I made eggs. She's going to need food. Make her eat everything on the plate and—"
He was still talking when Ethan slammed the door in his face and brought a giant plate of food over to me.
"Forgive them." Ethan scowled. "There aren't typically secrets between us, and they're just concerned for you."
I pointed at the eggs, ten slices of bacon, and toast. "Clearly, they don't want me to starve."
"Wolves." Ethan looked heavenward. "He should be more concerned with his own diet, the ass."
"It does smell good." I moved up the bed so I could lean against the headboard. "Do you eat?"
Ethan's lips curved into a predatory smile. "I ate several times last night. Care for me to refresh your memory?"
My cheeks burned.
"So tempting." He reached for a piece of bacon and held it to his lips, taking a small bite that had my entire body clenching to keep from reaching out and attacking him. "And yes, I can eat. I typically do eat but haven't been because when we drink, we don't need normal food."
"But before me…" I grabbed a piece of toast. "You were eating normal food."
"I like you better." He winked. "But yes, I was."
"Good to know I'm better than bacon."
"Your taste…" His eyes brightened. "…is unlike anything I've ever had."
"Hmm…" I licked my lips.
"Stop it," he hissed and looked away. "Damn, I can't watch you eat. I'm going to shower while you eat your entire plate as per Mason's orders, and then I'll contemplate letting you leave this room so you can go to the bookstore."
"Ah!" I almost knocked over the food. "My job! Am I late? Will I get fired?"
Ethan burst out laughing. "It's eight in the morning. He's expecting you when I drop you off. No sooner, no later. You won't get fired. He wouldn't dream of it, and you really are adorable."
"And hot." I sighed.
"That too."
"No, I mean hot, as in, it's scorching in here."
Ethan winced. "You may be that way for a few days."
He nodded.
"Too much vampire blood makes you overheat a bit." He shrugged. "It won't turn you— You're very much human, like I've said before, but sometimes the vampire blood causes a type of burn to take over in your bloodstream, not painful, just not exactly pleasant if it's a hundred degrees outside."
"Good thing it's Seattle." I bit into the toast.
"Yes, well, I imagine at this point, raindrops would simply turn to vapor if they landed on your skin."
I smiled.
"Shower." He nodded. "I'm going to turn around now and walk away."
"Apparently, that's what I do when I can think of nothing more than ripping that sheet from your body, slamming you into the nearest wall, and possessing you all over again."
I dropped the toast.
He growled, taking two steps toward me, then swore and turned back around.
"Have a good shower!" I called.
Another growl was his answer, and then his jeans went flying. I wasn't laughing anymore.

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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Blog Tour: Letting Go by Terri George @TerriGauthor

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Letting Go (Book 3 in The Frost Trilogy)
by Terri George
Genre: Erotic Romance

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Nick Frost is a man adrift; lost without the one thing that holds him together. Only Mia can save him from himself, but she knows what she saw. Will she find it within herself to forgive?

Keeping secrets can test love to its limits. Mia has kept things hidden too. How will Nick react when he discovers Mia isn’t quite the girl he thinks she is? Will Nick let Mia into his head as well as his heart and lay his ghosts to rest?

They say true love is strong enough to weather any storm. Well there’s a whole heap of trouble blowing in from the west. When Nick acts before thinking, will Mia come up with a plan to ensure his freedom?

“Love is seeing all the flaws and accepting them. Love is recognizing all the fears and insecurities.”

Can Nick and Mia accept each other’s flaws. Can they both Let Go of their fears and insecurities and find their way to their Happy Ever After?

I’m out of the cab a nanosecond after it comes to a halt outside the club. It’s still early, but already there’s a line of people hoping to get in. One of the security blokes unhooks the purple rope as I approach.

Ray emerges from inside. I don’t fail to notice the look that passes between him and Aide. Fucking hell, I don’t need two nursemaids. Why can’t they just leave me to my misery? I don’t want their sympathy or their concern.

I grunt in reply to Ray’s welcome and go inside.

The pounding beat of the music reverberates beneath my feet as I cross the entrance lobby. I must look like I mean business because the rope at the bottom of the staircase that leads to the upper floor is unhooked tout-fucking-suite and I don’t even have to break my stride.

Upstairs in the VIP section I make straight for the bar.

‘Vodka,’ I tell the barman. ‘And not that shit you give the punters. Koniks.’

The barman looks past me, over my shoulder. I glance round in time to see Aide give a small nod. Fuck that pisses me off.

I glare at the barman. ‘What the fuck are you looking at him for?’

The barman looks all kinds of nervous as well he fucking should. I’m his boss for fuck’s sake. He takes the vodka from the drinks fridge and reaches for a tumbler.

           ‘Forget the glass.’ I snatch the bottle out of his hand.

‘Classy,’ Aide sneers behind me.

           I tell him to fuck off and head to the farthest seating area.

Flopping down on the sofa, I unscrew the cap from the chilled bottle and                       throw it on the table. Ah, the first taste is always the best. Okay it’s not my first tonight, but still.

Aide places a glass in front of me and sits on the opposite sofa.

I stare at him. ‘Got a problem?’

‘Your drinking is bad  enough. You could at least try not to look like some wino.’

That’s funny. Yeah, some wino I am; sitting in one of the most expensive clubs in London in a thousand pound suit. ‘Fuck you.’

Aide sighs and takes a swig from his bottle of Stella. Okay for him to drink from the bottle then.

‘So is this how it’s going to be? You drinking away our profits, not to mention your life,’ Aide asks as I pour vodka halfway up the small tumbler.

I raise the glass to my lips. ‘Start a fucking tab then. You know I’m good for it.’ Fuck. I’m good for ten lifetimes.

But it’s this one that’s killing me.


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Beguiled: Frost Trilogy 1
Still putting her broken heart back together, the last thing Mia James is looking for is a man. But the first time she claps eyes on Nick, she knows she’s in trouble... Why? Because Nick Frost is a Man... with a capital MUH. And a Man who knows what he wants... Mia.

The course of true love never does run smooth and Nick’s attempts to ‘woo’ Mia only confirm her suspicion that he’s a Player of the highest order. Nick is sure he’s found The One, but it’s not that simple. He may be willing to give Mia his heart, but he’s a man with a past; a past he desperately wants to keep from her. Will he trust her enough to lay himself bare to her?

Mia tries to fight it, but their attraction is undeniable - and a girl can only resist so much temptation, but will she ever be able to give herself fully to and trust a man who keeps so much hidden?


In Too Deep:
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In Too Deep: Frost Trilogy 2
TRUST: can love survive without it? SECRETS: how long should you wait for the man you love to trust you enough with his? FORGIVENESS: how many times can you forgive someone their past?

Nick and Mia's love is tested when people and events from both their pasts threaten their present.

Will their passion that blazed so brightly be enough to hold them together?

Is their love strong enough to survive?


About the Author
From a small child I’ve loved to lose myself in stories. I’m a firm believer that if heaven exists, it contains every novel ever written and has big squishy sofas to curl up on and read for all eternity.

My comedy play, The Magazine was performed at The Bush Theatre in London and my poetry has been published in several anthologies. However, what I really wanted to write were novels. With several unfinished manuscripts languishing in the depths of my computers hard drive, it was my discovery of erotic romance that led me to the realisation this is the genre I should be writing.

As English as they come, I couldn’t survive without tea. From Rachmaninov to Aerosmith my taste in music is best described as eclectic. And I make a mean chocolate cake.

I currently live in London, England, but dream of moving to the coast. A long held desire I really hope to fulfill one day.

I had an absolute blast writing Beguiled and In Too Deep and I hope you enjoy them, along with book 3 of The Frost Trilogy due to be released late summer 2015. I realise the colloquial dialogue and British idioms may be new to some readers, but Mia is English as am I and she speaks with a definitive English voice - I couldn’t have written my feisty, intelligent, well-read heroine any other way. Maybe I should have included a glossary! LOL

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