Tuesday, 23 February 2016

UNVEILED by Kristen Clark

The highly anticipated follow up to The Chosen, Unveiled, by Kristin Clark. Get yours March 10, 2016. Want a signed copy? Kristin will be in Roanoke, Virginia on April 2, 2016. Click here for more info.

Unveiled, Bk2 The chosen Trilogy by Kristin Clark

Everyone thought Chloe was gone, giving up her own life to save those she loves, until the love of her life makes the ultimate sacrifice. When she is brought back from the other side, her white light isn't the only thing she brings with her. Now her fight will be with more than just a dark immortal. After discovering the help they seek can only be summoned on one particular full moon's night, the chosen will have to fight to stay alive until they can call upon the original three sisters. Will the power of three they conjure suffice? Or will a greater sacrifice be needed to destroy Aden for good? With the chosen by her side, Chloe will further her quest to destroy the dark sorcerer while battling another darkness—a darkness that will lure you in until it completely consumes you. But what if the darkness you were created to destroy lived inside of you? Who can you trust when you can't even trust yourself?
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The Chosen
Chloe Caledone is a typical high school senior, counting the days until graduation when she can finally escape her boring small town life and experience the world. She has purposefully managed to go through life unnoticed, and has only seen the world through other’s eyes. On her eighteenth birthday, Chloe awakens to a complete surprise, unaware that she has been Chosen and is the Descendant of the most powerful bloodline in history. Chloe will now embark on her true life’s destiny, turning her world upside down with secrets, lies, danger, and an unanticipated love triangle. Meanwhile, she and five other Descendants of the original Chosen fight to destroy a dark and powerful immortal.


Meet The Author

Kristin is a country girl from Texas who grew up in Maryland and has a love for coffee, photography, movies, music and good books. She currently lives in a small town in Maryland with her three beautiful daughters and spoiled rotten dog. She holds a degree in Paralegal Studies and has been a Paralegal for ten years. An avid sports fan, Kristin sticks by her favorite teams, the Oriole's, Redskins, and the Caps. She is an avid reader who considers herself old school, preferring a paperback over e-book. As a Pisces with a passion for writing, she loves to escape reality and dive into her characters world. The Chosen is her first novel in The Chosen Trilogy published by Anchor Group and she has several other novels in progress. Kristin Clark

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NEVER SAY LOVE by Carly Phillips & Lauren Hawkeye

Never Say Love by Carly Phillips and Lauren Hawkeye

Date of Publication: February 21, 2016


Bound by a vow with his friends, hotel tycoon Nathan Archer refuses to settle down and tie the knot. His only commitment is to bachelorhood. Granted, that contract was made when he was 15 years old… and in a treehouse. Still, a promise is a promise. And Nate takes his promises seriously.

But when cute little Eleanor Marshall walks back into his life, this blast from the past is no longer the timid little girl he used to know. When Ellie propositions him for a night of sizzling, unattached sex, Nate can't refuse. Besides, it's only one night. And Nate is never going to settle down.

Never say never…

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About Carly Phillips and Lauren Hawkeye

Carly Phillips
After a successful fifteen year career with various New York publishing houses, and over 40 sexy contemporary romance novels published, N.Y. Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Carly Phillips is now an Indie author who writes to her own expectations and that of her readers. She continues the tradition of hot men and strong women and plans to publish many more sizzling stories. Carly lives in Purchase, NY with her family, two nearly adult daughters and two crazy dogs who star on her Facebook Fan Page and website. She's a writer, a knitter of sorts, a wife, and a mom. In addition, she's a Twitter and Internet junkie and is always around to interact with her readers.
Lauren Hawkeye
New York Time and USA Today bestselling author Lauren Hawkeye never imagined that she'd wind up telling stories for a living… though when she looks back, it's easy to see that she's the only one who is surprised. Always "the kid who read all the time", Lauren made up stories about her favorite characters once she'd finished a book… and once spent an entire year narrating her own life internally. No, really. But where she was just plain odd before publication, now she can at least claim to have an artistic temperament.
Lauren lives in the Rocky Mountains of Alberta, Canada with her husband, two young sons, pit bull and two idiot cats, though they do not live in an igloo, nor do they drive a dogsled. In her nonexistent spare time Lauren can be found knitting, reading anything she can get her hands on, or sweating her way through spin class. She loves to hear from her readers!

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BLOG TOUR : UNDO ME by M. Robinson

Undo Me: The Good Ol’ Boys
By Best Selling Author M. Robinson
Cover Design: TheFinal Wrap

I met her when I was sixteen.
I fell in love with her when I was seventeen.
She brought me to my knees when I was twenty.
I loved her against reason.
I loved her against hope.
I loved her against all odds.
Now she's back, a constant reminder of what I lost, what could have been.
I hate her.
I resent her.
I still love her.
Can I forgive her...

Will she be my end once again or my beginning?


He pulled back a little, resting his forehead on mine to look into my eyes. To cripple me in ways I never thought possible. There was a hunger in his glare that I couldn’t quite place, he wasn’t even touching me and yet I still felt him all over. Both of us were panting, our breathing mirroring one another’s, our hearts escalating higher and higher and beating beside each other.
So intense.
So consuming.
So mind-blowing.
In that second, in that minute, in that hour… I wanted him.
I wanted his touch, I wanted his kiss, I wanted his taste, I wanted all his movements, all his adoration and his love, all his devotion, his laugh, his smile, everything, anything.
Every. Last. Part.
I reached for the front of his shirt, unbuttoning it and pulling it away from his body and he let me. I touched the pulse of his neck, down to his heart, passed his taut abs until I reached his belt. The warmth and velvetiness of his skin made my sex clench and my stomach flutter. The butterfly feeling never got old. It was becoming one of my favorite feelings.
A feeling only he could ignite in me.
I gasped when he unexpectedly gripped my hand, stopping me.
“Are you sure?” he huskily rasped, my favorite sound in the world.
Before I could assure him, tell him what I felt so deeply in my heart, tell him how much he meant to me, how much I wanted to be his and only his, how much I wanted him to undo me.
Own me.
He hoarsely murmured against my lips, “Suga’ once I start there will be no going back. I won’t stop until I’ve explored every last inch of your flesh… until I’m etched so far into your heart that you’ll never be able to touch your skin and not feel me.”
With wide eyes I swallowed hard and breathed out, “Promise?”
He let go of my hand and I unclasped his belt, next were his slacks, pulling them apart and lowering the zipper. Before I could touch him where I really wanted to, where I had been craving since the second I saw him in his black tuxedo, he slapped my hand away.
“This isn’t about me. This is about you.”
His gaze set me on fire, my heart kicked into overdrive. I loved having him look at me like that. Knowing I never wanted him to stop looking at me in that way, the way that made me feel like we were the only two people in the world, like I was the only girl in the world. He had my heart in his hands, to do what he pleased with.
I knew right then and there that I would never be able to go without him.
He licked his lips and leaned in to kiss me. The second his tongue touched mine, it turned into its own moment, its own creation, its own world. His body fell forward and mine backward, pushing me further into my mattress. My legs spread wider and he readily lay in between them, placing all his weight on his arms that were cradling my face. The room was dim, but I could sense him everywhere and all at once.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, Aubrey. So damn beautiful,” he groaned into the side of my neck as he placed soft kisses down to my cleavage and toward my nipple. He sucked it into his mouth as his hand caressed my other breast, leaving me withering beneath him. Chills running up and down my waiting body. My back arched off the bed, wanting more and he obliged. I could feel his erection on my wet core as he purposely moved his hips, grinding against my heat, creating a delicious tingling that I felt all over.
I sucked in my bottom lip to conceal the moan that was about to escape.  
“Darlin’, I want you to make every fucking noise possible. Do you understand me?”
I moaned in response and it earned me a forceful yet tender caress of his hand against my clit. He manipulated my bundle of nerves and within minutes my legs started to shake and I couldn’t keep my eyes open. He effortlessly made his way down my body, pushing his fingers into my opening and sucking on my nub in a back and forth motion.
My hands immediately gripped his hair and he grunted in satisfaction. I couldn’t take it anymore, the room started to spin and my breathing faltered.
“Hmm… ah… mmm…” I exhaled.
The next thing I knew, he was kissing me, and I tasted myself all over his mouth. It was intoxicating as much as it was arousing. He knew my body better than I did, spending hours upon hours exploring it until he memorized every last curve.
I heard a rustling of some sort and opened my eyes to see that he was opening a condom as he kicked off his slacks and boxer briefs. I watched with fascinated eyes as he rolled it up his big, hard cock, barely being able to contain my need for his body to once again be on top of mine. 
He kissed me again, giving me exactly what I craved and placed the tip of his dick at my opening.
“I love you,” he whispered in between kissing me.
“I love you, too. More than anything,” I murmured, not breaking our kiss and eye contact.


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 M. Robinson loves to read. She favors anything that has angst, romance, triangles, cheating, love, and of course sex! She has been reading since the Babysitters Club and R.L. Stein.

She was born in New Jersey but was raised in Tampa Fl. She is currently pursuing her Ph.D in psychology, with two years left.

She is married to an amazing man who she loves to pieces. They have two German Shepherd mixes and a Tabby cat.


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VENTURE FORWARD: Bk. 3 in the Venture series by Kristen Luciani

Title: Venture Forward
Series: Book 3 in The Venture Series
Author: Kristen Luciani
Release Date: March 15th, 2016
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Raw. Cold. Detached. Domineering…

Paul Emerson lives life like he f*cks. It’s the only way to survive, to battle the demons forever lurking in his subconscious, to resist succumbing to the darkness that perpetually overshadows his existence. As a ruthless venture capitalist with an insatiable appetite for power and control, he has no tolerance for emotion or any tryst spanning more than a few hours. Feelings equate to weakness and weakness destroys livelihoods.

Driven. Focused. Bitter. Guilty…

Avery Hunter is tormented by what she can’t change, but letting go is never the preferred option. Her successes aren’t nearly enough to fill the gaping void in her heart and soul. No, revenge always begets satisfaction and fulfillment…except when it extinguishes the last source of brightness in her life. Karma is a bitch and irony is her evil twin sister.

Damaged. Rejected. Broken…

The woman who harbors and the man who resists. With so much baggage and even more angst, can their wounded souls finally find solace in one another? Or is their future happiness doomed to be ravaged by the lies and deceit that litter their pasts?

Kristen Luciani, co-founder of Author Navigation, is a self-proclaimed momtrepreneur and contemporary romance author with a penchant for Christian Louboutins, Silicon Valley (the place and the show), plunging necklines and grapefruit martinis.  As a deep-rooted romantic who prefers juicy drama to fill the lives of anyone other than her, she tried her hand at creating a world of enchantment, sensuality, and intrigue, finally uncovering her true passion. No pun intended…


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The Way Back to Me by Anne Mercier

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The Way Back to Me
(Back to Me Series, Book #1)
By Anne Mercier
Release Day: February 23, 2016
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She used to be perky, fun, and full of life—everything I hated about girls and their bullshit exterior. People called her bubbly; I called her “fake-as-hell.”
The edgy, dark, lonely girl in front of me was not the Olivia Brennan I knew from high school—far from it, actually. I knew the story—the whole town knew the story, we witnessed it all. It happened in the blink of an eye and the girl we knew was gone.
But I refuse to watch it anymore—I can’t stand it. I’m going to fix it—fix her. It’s time I showed Olivia her way back…Back to the girl she used to be.
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It’s so peaceful here. The birds chirping. The sun shining. The squirrels running around looking for chestnuts that have fallen off the old tree on the property line. If I lift my eyes, I can just see the edges of the leaves blowing in the wind. Lifting my head takes too much work. I don’t even raise myself up when I drink from the bottle in my hand—and because I don’t, the tequila runs down the side of my face and wets the neckline of my dress. My black dress. The dress I wore when they put them all in the ground—when they put my Danny in the ground.
I’d waited. I went home and waited. After an hour, I came back. I don’t want to be anywhere else. Here, I feel close to him. The sun’s been shining all day reminding me how easily the world around me moves along. But I don’t. I can’t. So I lay here unsure as to how long I’ve been out here. Minutes? Hours? I don’t care and the alcohol is making it even easier not to.
I turn and stare at the etched words on the smooth marble surface. The pain in my heart is unbearable. I reach out to trace the letters, my breath coming faster with each one. Panic sets in as I admit to myself what I’ve been unable to: I am alone. I’m still feeling. This is unacceptable.
I take another gulp of tequila, noting it’s over half gone and I’m still not numb enough, so I take another, the burn warming my belly.
I wake to the feel of cool raindrops falling from the sky, soaking my clothes and hair.
I’m still drunk and I can barely keep my eyes open despite the fact that I’m shivering.
Strong arms lift me from the ground. I clumsily resist, swatting at whoever it is disturbing my serenity.
“Shh. You’re safe, Kitten. I’ve got you,” a masculine voice says. It’s familiar but I can’t place the owner. It’s the same voice that carried me home from the dock two days ago, and the beach two days before that where I lay alone in my grief—before my friends were laid to rest here. Today I had them.
“Don’t wanna go home,” I complain.
“You can’t keep doing this to yourself, Livvy,” he whispers.
A traitorous tear slips from my eye, blending in with the raindrops cascading down my face. I wrap my arms around his neck when he starts walking.
“I have nothing left,” I whisper.
He sighs. “You have a whole hell of a lot left. You need to look past your pain and try to live.”
I shake my head.
“This isn’t doing you any good. You’re not only making yourself sick, but your mom too. She and your dad are so worried they’ve got the whole town looking for you,” the voice tells me softly.
“Great.” I’ll continue to be the topic of everyone’s gossip. Can’t they mind their own damn business and just leave me to grieve?
“You need to stop this,” he tells me again.
“They’re all gone,” I admit, showing this faceless man who’s been my unidentified savior what hurts the most.
“They are,” he admits with a nod, the stubble on his jawline rubbing against my forehead. “But you’re here. You’re alive.”
“I don’t want to be.”
He nods again and his arms tighten around me as he continues to walk steadily toward what I assume is my home. “I get that. But do you want to put your mother through the kind of pain you’re feeling right now?”
His soft question belies the harshness it carries with it. That’s not what I want. I don’t want to hurt my mom. I just want this pain to go away.
He walks up the steps and the front door to my house opens. I can smell homemade apple pie and the lemon soap my mom likes to use to clean.
“Where did you find her?” my dad asks as my mom touches my forehead. I keep my eyes closed. I don’t want to see the pity or anguish on her face. I’ve seen it enough.
“The cemetery,” my savior confesses. “Tequila was her drink of choice today.”
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The Way Back To Me Playlist
Without You - Mariah Carey
Hero - Mariah Carey
One Sweet Day - Mariah Carey w/ Boyz II Men
Ashes and Wine - A Fine Frenzy
My Immortal - Evanescence
Breath (2AM) - Anna Nalick
Try - Colbie Caillat
Snuff - Slipknot
Broken - Lifehouse
Never Be the Same - Red
I Can’t Love You Back - Easton Corbin
It Only Hurts - Default
The Memory Will Never Die - Default
A Little Bit Stronger - Sara Evans
Drowning (Face Down) - Saving Abel
When She Cries - Britt Nicole
Start of Something Good - Daughtry
Alive - Adelitas Way
Heaven (Little By Little) - Theory of a Deadman
Wait for Me - Theory of a Deadman
Easy to Love - Theory of a Deadman
Learn My Lesson - Daughtry
Lie To Me - 12 Stones
Kiss Me Slowly - Parachute
Yours to Hold - Skillet
Lay Me Down - Sam Smith & John Legend
Stay - Safetysuit
FourFiveSeconds - Rihanna, Kanye West, Paul McCartney
The Best is Yet to Come - Hinder
Love Me Like You Do - Ellie Goulding
Adore You - Miley Cyrus
Kiss Me - Ed Sheeran
Gravity - Sarah Bareilles
Worth It - Fifth Harmony Kid Ink
Everything - Art of Dying
Raining featuring Adam Gontier - Art of Dying
Sorry - Art of Dying
How Dare You - Sarah Darling
Start of Something Good - Daughtry
Alive - Adelitas Way
Heaven (Little By Little) - Theory of a Deadman
Wait for Me - Theory of a Deadman
Easy to Love - Theory of a Deadman
Learn My Lesson - Daughtry
Lie To Me - 12 Stones
Kiss Me Slowly - Parachute
Yours to Hold - Skillet
Lay Me Down - Sam Smith & John Legend
Stay - Safetysuit
FourFiveSeconds - Rihanna, Kanye West, Paul McCartney
The Best is Yet to Come - Hinder
Love Me Like You Do - Ellie Goulding
Adore You - Miley Cyrus
Kiss Me - Ed Sheeran
Gravity - Sarah Bareilles
Worth It - Fifth Harmony Kid Ink
Everything - Art of Dying
Raining featuring Adam Gontier - Art of Dying
Sorry - Art of Dying
How Dare You - Sarah Darling
Start of Something Good - Daughtry
Alive - Adelitas Way
Heaven (Little By Little) - Theory of a Deadman
Wait for Me - Theory of a Deadman
Easy to Love - Theory of a Deadman
Learn My Lesson - Daughtry
Lie To Me - 12 Stones
Kiss Me Slowly - Parachute
Yours to Hold - Skillet
Lay Me Down - Sam Smith & John Legend
Stay - Safetysuit
FourFiveSeconds - Rihanna, Kanye West, Paul McCartney
The Best is Yet to Come - Hinder
Love Me Like You Do - Ellie Goulding
Adore You - Miley Cyrus
Kiss Me - Ed Sheeran
Gravity - Sarah Bareilles
Worth It - Fifth Harmony Kid Ink
Everything - Art of Dying
Raining featuring Adam Gontier - Art of Dying
Sorry - Art of Dying
How Dare You - Sarah Darling
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About Anne
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I was born and raised in Wisconsin and still live here today with my two sons and puppy. (Though one day soon I hope to move to southern California!)
I’m an avid reader who gets inspired by reading the stories from my favorite authors as well as listening to various types of music. I am a huge fan of music, chocolate, fruit, desserts, autumn, M. Shadows, Avenged Sevenfold, and Milo Ventimiglia. Through my books, I am proudly creating new Avenged Sevenfold and Milo Ventimiglia fans one reader at a time.
I absolutely love interacting with readers and invite you to contact me any time via email: Anne@AnneMercierAuthor.com.
“The best part of being an author, to me, is being able to take the reader to that one place they long to go when they need to escape reality. Knowing I can do that, for even one reader, makes what I do worthwhile.” ~ Anne Mercier
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Anne xoxo
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