Thursday 17 November 2016

RELEASE BLITZ : FINDING LOVE by Victoria Johns





Release Blitz: 
Finding Love 
by 
Victoria Johns
Nov 18th







The Soul Sisters... 

Lottie, Dolly, Neely and Florence - four friends, who connect and understand each other. They stand side by side, no matter what.
But what happens when one walks away?

‘This is my story. I am Florence Smith, 
desperately looking for my happy ever after. 
At whatever cost...’

When Florence seeks freedom from the life she can’t have, she is swept off her feet - dreaming of romance like all the classic love stories she adores. 

But freedom couldn’t be further away...

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“Beautiful, bittersweet, brutal and ballsy...”
Nikki Ashton, best-selling Amazon Author

Finding Love
 A stand-alone novel, part of the Soul Sisters Series.

Publishing 18th November 2016











Victoria is a Cheshire based writer with a wild imagination for steamy stories and believes it's every girl's dream to experience a racy one. She says that she loves to day dream and realises that having a powerful imagination is a super power. Victoria’s writing has been described as “A badass fairy tale where a beautiful real girl meets a protective guy who will move the earth and stars to give her that happily ever after.” She says that her kind of fairy tales are full of girls with life-long friendships, hot guys, twists and turns and the odd villain or two!  She is a happily married mum who is lucky enough to have a found her fairy tale prince and hopes that her readers enjoy her stories as much as she has loved creating them.





   




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Victoria Johns

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RELEASE BOOST : DETOURED BY LOVE by Michelle Lynn




Title: Detoured by Love
Author: Michelle Lynn
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: November 10, 2016



Blurb

Carly Lincoln is just months away from claiming her overdue promotion. The plush corner office, the view, the prestige is finally within her grasp. She’s worked her entire life to make her dream, her reality. But when an unexpected boulder blocks her perfectly paved path, Carly is forced to reevaluate her goals.

Bryant Garrity is just months away from another season. Last year, the star quarterback crumbled to a mere mortal on the games biggest stage. The blood. The sweat. The tears. He’s back and ready to return to his spot among the elite. His sole focus is one last shot at glory. But the detour on the road ahead, might cause him to alter his route.

Love isn’t on either of their radars, but Carly and Bryant’s paths are about to collide.







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Excerpt

His citrusy, musky cologne alerts me to his presence first. Probably some expensive brand that I’ve never heard of, but damn if it’s not like honey to a bear, and I’m the bear.

“So, we meet again,” he says, stopping next to me at the end of the plank.

The scent of his cologne intensifies, pouring that honey into buckets.

I glance over, and his eyes are solely on me. That damn grin is splashed on his lips.

“Don’t worry. I left my weapon in the room.”

“And your gray sweatshirt, I see.”

Too bad he replaced it with a nice pair of slacks and a polo shirt. The blue in his shirt only causes his aqua eyes to become more vibrant and alluring.

He leans close to my ear, and my breathing hiccups quickly. “NFL quarterback by day, abductor at night.”

I square my shoulders, turning my eyes directly at him. “I’m sorry, okay? But what did you expect a woman to assume? It was dark, and you were some random guy sitting alone on a beach, trying to hide your face. That bubbling personality of yours wasn’t exactly exuding when I walked by.”

I cross my arms over my chest, and his eyes focus on my pushed up breasts.

“I suppose I see your point.”

“Plus, you’re a big guy, and I think you could have handled me pretty easily,” I add.

That damn smirk grows. “So, the thought of us together crossed your mind, too?”

My face instantly heats. “I meant, you pinning me to the ground.” Once the words leave my mouth, I wish I could grab them back, but he’s too quick.

His eyes flash with excitement, and he widens his stance.

“What?” I ask out of pure annoyance to the fluster this man brings out of me.

“I’m just waiting,” he says with his classic flirtatious tone.

“For what?”

“To hear how you wish last night would have turned out.”

“Ugh. You’re impossible. A typical pro athlete who believes every girl is for your taking.”

“I’m just going along with what you’ve been telling me.”

“Let’s just get through this dinner. Then, you can go to the pool bar and use your charm to pick up a random girl for the night.”

He chuckles that hearty laugh, rolling back on his heels. “You’re one of those then?” He purses his lips and nods, as though he has me all figured out.

“One of who?”

“The girl who acts like she’d never resort to sleeping with a pro athlete.”

“First off, I’m a woman, not a girl.”

My arms clamp tighter together, and again, his vision dips to my breasts.

“My apologies. You’re definitely a woman.” The side of his lips tip up as he glances down once more.

I let my arms fall, and his eyes float back to my eyes.

“I’m not playing a game, Mr. Garrity. I assure you, I don’t want you for a night or ever.”

He steps closer, and my heartbeat speeds up, but I stand my ground, meeting his eyes and trying everything in my power to be unfazed by his nearness.

“Oh, Miss Lincoln, I think you haven’t accepted what you want, but the night’s early.”



Author Bio



Michelle moved around the Midwest most of her life, transferring from school to school before settling down in the outskirts of Chicago ten years ago, where she now resides with her husband and two kids.  She developed a love of reading at a young age, which helped lay the foundation for her passion to write.   With the encouragement of her family, she finally sat down and wrote one of the many stories that have been floating around in her head. When she isn’t reading or writing, she can be found playing with her kids, talking to her mom on the phone, or hanging out with her family and friends.  But after chasing around two kindergarteners all day, she always cherishes her relaxation time after putting the kids to bed. 


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RELEASE DAY BLITZ : RESUSCITATE ME by Leddy Harper




Title: Resuscitate Me
Author: Leddy Harper
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: November 16, 2016



Blurb

Carter Hastings was only supposed to be a fling,
A summer of fun, excitement, pleasure
And, it was…
Everything.

It’s hard to walk away,
To leave the one man,
Who resuscitates me.

But I did.
He didn’t reciprocate my feelings.
He didn’t love me.
Not now.
Not ever.






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AMAZON US / UK / CA





Excerpt

“Let me see how much you can bench-press.”

Carter shied away, his smirk brightening his cheeks. “Nah. I’m not dressed to lift weights in jeans and a polo.”

I thrust out my lower lip and batted my lashes at him. The wine eliminated my nervous inhibitions, making it easier to flirt. “Please? You don’t have to lift much. I just want to see it. I think it’s the sexiest thing in the world.”

His tongue swept across his bottom lip seconds before his perfect row of top teeth clamped onto it. The bristles of his beard shifted just below his mouth. My breathing slowed as my attention zeroed in on his actions, wondering what he tasted like. Wondering what it would feel like to have him bite me with those teeth.

A bomb could’ve gone off in the room and I wouldn’t have noticed.

“I’m not adding weight to the bar, so you’ll have to use your imagination.” He strutted over to the bench and straddled it before lowering himself into position. As his eyes locked on mine, he lifted one side of his mouth, and the entire room became stifling with the heat of my desire.

His thick fingers wrapped around the bar above him, and in one swift movement, he lifted it out of the resting grooves. He slowly lowered it to his chest, never taking his eyes off mine, and then raised it high above his head. Even without weight disks, it was sexy as hell. I could’ve watched him for hours, but my feet decided to take control and lead me to him. He continued the motions of working out effortlessly while tracking my movement.

Without the wine at dinner, I probably would’ve given him a compliment and then let him drive me home. But I did have wine. Three glasses—maybe it was four. So nothing prevented me from straddling the bench and climbing onto his lap. I sat there with my hands splayed across his tight abs and stared into his deep forest orbs, not once questioning myself why I’d done it. It had seemed like a good idea, so I went for it.

He dropped the bar back into the brackets, but he didn’t pull his hands away.

“They say if a woman sits on a man while he works out, it increases his testosterone, which leads to muscle growth and improves strength.” The confidence in my tone would’ve surprised me had I been sober. However, it seemed to have completely shocked him into silence while he continued to lie there and watch me. “I figured I’d help you out with that…not like you need more testosterone.”

One minute, his fingers were wrapped tightly around the Olympic bar above him. The next, his hands were gripping my hips so hard my bones ached. He tugged me forward a few inches until my pelvis lined up with his. The harsh movement caused me to topple forward a bit, and I had to hold myself up by his pecs to keep from completely falling into his hard body.

“If you want to measure the amount of testosterone in me…” he gritted out through tight lips and clenched teeth. “…then sit right here and feel my muscle grow.” It was obvious his control was in danger of slipping away.

The sweltering air around us constricted my windpipe and left behind a sheen of perspiration on my chest. It polluted my lungs until my breaths were strained and thick, clogged with lust and heady desire. Had there not been a fire kindling between my legs, I might’ve felt the effects of his words brighten my cheeks and scorch the edges of my ears.

Every muscle in my body froze—I couldn’t move. But I didn’t need to, because he used his hold on me to do it himself. His fingertips dug into the flaming ball of nerve endings at the cusp of my back, just before the rise of my ass. He pressed his thumbs into the hollow spaces above my hips as he slowly rocked me against him. Every push, every pull, added friction to my clit through my jeans and had me growing wetter.

Between the sensations of my nerves misfiring and the pressure building low in my abdomen, I dropped my head forward and released a rumbling moan. My lips parted and a wave of pleasure masked in air escaped. I hadn’t realized my eyelids had fallen closed until my posture changed without warning.

My hands gripped his shirt, but instead of leaning over him, I now sat in an upright position with his face close to mine. Humid air billowed against my cheek, turning my skin sticky and unbearably warm from his strained breaths. My fingers found their way to his shoulders where I held on for the ride he provided. No longer were his ministrations slow, but fast and hard. He didn’t just rocket my hips against his, he pushed his hips upward to add even more friction.

More power.

More pleasure.



Author Bio


Leddy Harper had to use her imagination often as a child. She grew up the only girl in a house full of boys. At the age of fourteen, she decided to use that imagination and wrote her first book, and never stopped.

She often calls writing her therapy, using it as a way to deal with issues through the eyes of her characters.

She is now a mother of three girls, leaving her husband as the only man in a house full of females.

The decision to publish her first book was made as a way of showing her children to go after whatever it is they want to. Love what you do and do it well. Most importantly Leddy wanted to teach them what it means to overcome their fears.


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RELEASE BLITZ : FORBIDDEN - OTHALA WITCH COLLECTION by Shannon Eckrich




Title: Forbidden
Othala Witch Collection (Sector 12)
Author: Shannon Eckrich
Genre: Adult Paranormal Romance
Release Date: November 17, 2016



Blurb

Falling in love isn't supposed to be deadly.

In Sector Twelve, being a Natural isn’t only dangerous, it’s a death sentence. And Layna just happens to be one. If the council were to find out, they would surely kill her, regardless whether her sister is the Regent or not. She had sworn to her mother she would keep her abilities a secret, and she has no intentions of breaking that promise. Then Seth came along.

Seth is also a Natural, and Layna not only finds herself drawn to him and his powers, but the harder she falls for him, the more her past begins to emerge. Memories which were erased to keep her safe. To keep her hidden. And to keep her away from Seth.

According to a prophecy, Layna has the ability to stop her sister and the council from destroying the sector. And only Seth can help her. But there’s one problem. Seth isn’t only her true soul mate, but according to the prophecy, he’s destined to kill her. Unless, she can change the future.

Read what fans of The 100, Under the Dome, and Wayward Pines are hoping will be the next hit television drama.

Want More from the Othala Witch Collection?

Visit: http://fallensorcery.com/





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Author Bio


Shannon Eckrich is an International Bestselling Paranormal Romance author who writes for teens and adults. She is a dreamer, an avid reader, ghost hunter, and believer in aliens, myths, and love at first sight. After all, she did marry her high school sweetheart. Shannon also believes all the problems in the world can be solved with a little bit of love and compassion.

When she’s not creating worlds that walk the line between fiction and reality, she enjoys spending time with her family and volunteering at the firehouse down the street.

She currently lives in Delaware with her husband, two kids, three cats, and her two dogs, Chewy and Buster.



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RELEASE BLITZ : CHUB RUB by Shannon Youngblood

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Title: Chub Rub 
Author: Shannon Youngblood 
Cover Designer- Courtney Cannon (www.fiction-atlas.com)








Fat:
/fat/
Adjective
1. (of a person or animal) having a large amount of excess flesh.

Hi. My name is Maggie, and I’m a fat person. No, I’m not a self-loathing, angry woman who thinks all skinny girls are the devil spawn of satan, thank you very much. What I am is a cubicle dwelling, shy girl with a healthy love for all things chocolate and deep fried. Yeah, I know, I should put down the brownie and pick up a celery stalk, but where is the fun in that? My best friend, Polly, assures me that the club we’re going to tonight is going to be loads of fun, but I’m not sure. Until I meet him.



Aq·ua·phob·ic
/aekwe fo bic/
Adjective
1. abnormally afraid of water

Yes, Yes. Laugh it up. A 30 year old, sexually Dominant male, who owns his own club, is scared of water. If you’d been through what I had as a child, you’d be fucking terrified of it too. I’ve always looked for Mrs. Right Now, preferring to fling myself from a moving airplane into the Atlantic than to think about settling down. Until she comes walking into Newcomers night at my club.



Chem·is·try
/keməstrē/
Noun
1. the complex emotional or psychological interaction between two people.


This is Jackson’s world, not mine, but he’s slowly dragging me under, introducing me to things I don’t fully understand, but want to learn. There is something between us. We can’t fight it. We’re both sinking.









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Shannon Youngblood is a thirty something, foul mouthed, erotic romance writer, who loves telling a story full of broken pieces, and broken people. There is no subject too graphic, or too taboo, to grace the pages of her stories. Shannon believes that life is not always Happily Ever Afters and Flowers, and sometimes her stories might reflect that. (Non HEA's OH NO!) Shannon loves hearing from her amazing, dirty minded fans as well! Be sure to follow her on her social media sites!



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DIY ↓ Title: Chub Rub Author: Shannon Youngblood Cover Designer- Courtney Cannon (www.fiction-atlas.com) Fat: /fat/ Adjective 1. (of a person or animal) having a large amount of excess flesh. Hi. My name is Maggie, and I’m a fat person. No, I’m not a self-loathing, angry woman who thinks all skinny girls are the devil spawn of satan, thank you very much. What I am is a cubicle dwelling, shy girl with a healthy love for all things chocolate and deep fried. Yeah, I know, I should put down the brownie and pick up a celery stalk, but where is the fun in that? My best friend, Polly, assures me that the club we’re going to tonight is going to be loads of fun, but I’m not sure. Until I meet him. Aq·ua·phob·ic /aekwe fo bic/ Adjective 1. abnormally afraid of water Yes, Yes. Laugh it up. A 30 year old, sexually Dominant male, who owns his own club, is scared of water. If you’d been through what I had as a child, you’d be fucking terrified of it too. I’ve always looked for Mrs. Right Now, preferring to fling myself from a moving airplane into the Atlantic than to think about settling down. Until she comes walking into Newcomers night at my club. Chem·is·try /kemÉ™strÄ“/ Noun 1. the complex emotional or psychological interaction between two people. This is Jackson’s world, not mine, but he’s slowly dragging me under, introducing me to things I don’t fully understand, but want to learn. There is something between us. We can’t fight it. We’re both sinking. Amazon.Com Amazon: UK Amazon: AU Amazon: CA (Please Remove if not reviewing ) Shannon Youngblood is a thirty something, foul mouthed, erotic romance writer, who loves telling a story full of broken pieces, and broken people. There is no subject too graphic, or too taboo, to grace the pages of her stories. Shannon believes that life is not always Happily Ever Afters and Flowers, and sometimes her stories might reflect that. (Non HEA's OH NO!) Shannon loves hearing from her amazing, dirty minded fans as well! Be sure to follow her on her social media sites! Facebook Twitter- @sgyoungblood Instagram Website Amazon Goodreads schedule Through The Eyes Of A Book Goddess Promo and Review Nov 17th Books,Dreams,Life Promo Nov 17th sabrinagabriel Review only Nov 17th christine campbell Review only Nov 17th, Nov 20th Wandering Thoughts of A Writer Promo Nov 18th Under the cover & between the pages Promo and Review Nov 18th Nawty erotic book blog Promo and Review Nov 18th Outrageous Heroes of Romance Promo Nov 18th bound by books book review Promo and Review Nov 19th jennifer marie Review only Nov 19th The Power of Three Readers Promo and Review Nov 20th Francheska Promo and Review Nov 20th LaGina Promo and Review Nov 21st LaGina Reese Promo and Review Nov 21st Amo and Sarah book corner Promo and Review Nov 21st MillsyLovesBooks Promo and Review Nov 21st Amo and Sarah book corner Promo and Review Nov 21st Karen Griffiths Review only Nov 21st Marah Review only Nov 21st Be my book boyfriend Review only Nov 21st Marah Review only Nov 21st Crystal Bell Review only Nov 21st Be My Book Boyfriend Review only Nov 21st Tracy Be My Book Boyfriend https://www.facebook.com/BeMyBookBoyfriend https://bemybookboyfriendblog.wordpress.com/ https://instagram.com/bemybookboyfriend/ http://bemybookboyfriend.tumblr.com/ https://twitter.com/bemybboyfriend http://www.tsu.co/bemybookboyfriend