Sunday, April 3, 2016

Reveiw & Excerpt Tour: The Game Series By J. Sterling



THE GAME SERIES BY J. STERLING – SPECIAL REVIEW AND EXCERPT TOUR


Get ready for the best sports romance you haven't read and the hottest baseball player you haven't met... yet!  

This series has it all-  real life drama, angst, the value of forgiveness, the importance of family, friendship and one epic love story to span the ages. Come read the series with over half a million copies sold worldwide and see why people can't stop talking about Jack F'n Carter. 




THE PERFECT GAME

TAGLINE: What happens when the hottest baseball player in college falls in love? Sometimes life gets ugly before it gets beautiful.

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CASSIE'S POINT OF VIEW- Meet Jack F'n Carter
“Kitten.”
The deep, sultry voice stopped me in my tracks as my smile faded. I turned toward the source of the voice with revulsion. “You know, I don’t even like cats.” I lifted one brow and fixed Jack with a fierce stare.
“Actually, I didn’t know. But I’m glad I do.” He smiled and I swear part of my heart melted right then and there at the sight of his dimples.
I totally suck.
He fiddled with his baseball cap before putting it back on his head and tucking his dark hair underneath. I felt almost mesmerized as he ran his fingers absentmindedly across the white stitching of our school’s initials. I found myself noticing the way his dark blue shirt fit snugly against the muscles in his arms and shoulders. I hated how good-looking he was.
I tried to walk toward my best friend Melissa, who eyed me with piqued curiosity, but he stood his stupid gorgeous body in my path. I quickly moved to the right, but he hopped to his left to block me. I took another step to the left and he quickly moved too.
“What do you want, Jack?” I said, the anger in my voice taking us both by surprise.
“Are you always this hostile?” His smile told me he was teasing.
“Only to guys like you.”
“So tell me, Kitten, what’s a guy like me?”
“Not worth my time.” I shoved my tray into his gut and when he let out an ooof, I scurried past him, trying not to spill my soda.
“You’ll come around,” he shouted.
“I wouldn’t hold your breath.” 
I rushed to our table, throwing down my tray of food.
“Nice scene.” Melissa’s eyes were huge as she fought a grin.
“Huh?”
“Look around.” She waved an arm, gesturing toward the crowd.
I glanced around at the other tables in the student union. All eyes were either on me or Jack. Great. The last thing I wanted was the entire school thinking I was Jack Carter’s latest conquest.
“Is he always that obnoxious?” I ripped the top off my raspberry yogurt.
“I don’t know, Cass. I’ve never seen him act that way before if that’s what you’re asking.”
“I don’t know what I’m asking.” Irritated and annoyed, I scanned the room for Jack’s face. He sat at a table surrounded by giddy girls, tossing their hair, pawing his muscles, and laughing obnoxiously atasshole. And the worst part was, I knew it. I was completely aware of my behavior, but I couldn’t stop it. My head would tell my mouth not to say what it was about to say, but my mouth would say it anyway.
And even though I wanted to take it all back, I didn’t. It’s as if I started digging a hole and once I got in it, I couldn’t stop digging. I wanted to get low enough so that I could bury myself inside and never see the light of day again. That was what losing baseball felt like.
“Hey, asshole,” my little brother’s voice called out and I cleared my throat.
“What do you want, dick?”
“I want to sightsee and you’re taking me,” he demanded.
I almost fucking laughed. There was no way I was going to let Dean boss me around. “I’m sure Cassie would be better at that sort of thing.” Even that sentence came out sounding like a slam against her.
“I’m sure she would be too. But I want you to take me. You need to get out of this house. And you look like shit.”
Melissa laughed and I shot her an evil look. “Shut up, Fun-Size. Why are you even here?”
“Fuck you, Jack. I’m here because you’re being an asshole to my best friend. And someone has to give a shit about her.”
Her words stung, but I pretended not to be fazed. Each breath I sucked in pierced my heart more deeply. I had to stop hurting Cassie, but I couldn’t. Why couldn’t I just fucking stop? Pushing up from the couch, I glared at the three of them sitting at the table, then growled at Dean, “Be ready to leave in ten.”





THE GAME CHANGER-

TAGLINE: Getting your athelete is just the beginning. How do you stay together when the world is trying to tear you apart?

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CASSIE'S POINT OF VIEW

I sensed Jack watching me from the bedroom doorway we shared as I tossed pieces of clothing into my open suitcase. Deliberately, I forced myself not to look at him. He could take the broken parts of me and shatter them even further. If I looked at his perfect face, I’d question everything. He could make me stay and I desperately needed to go. After adding two pairs of shoes, I zipped up the suitcase and lifted it from the bed.
“Let me help you,” he offered from behind me, his breath gliding across my back.
“It’s fine. I have it,” I said tightly, refusing to face him.
“How long will you be gone?” he asked, his tone desolate.
I shrugged, unsure of my actual plans. “I don’t know. A few days. A week, maybe. I’ll text you,” I offered with a glance in his direction.
Jack’s face turned sullen as the color drained instantly from his cheeks. He reached for me, his fingers tightening around my wrist, stopping all forward movement. “You are coming back. Right, Kitten?” A look of powerlessness covered his face.
My stomach dropped to my feet with his question. I took a few short breaths before responding, “Yes, Jack. I’m coming back.”
It wasn’t a lie, but the truth was almost as painful. Of course I would come back, but I wasn’t sure what I’d be coming back to. “I have a job here.”
His eyebrows pinched together, tears filling his eyes as he dropped his grip on my arm. My phone rang, breaking the sorrow-filled heaviness in the room.
“I need to go.” I leaned toward Jack and planted a soft kiss on his cheek before turning to walk away.
He gripped my wrist from behind and yanked me around to face him. “Get over here,” he said roughly as he pulled my body effortlessly into his. Before I could situate my arms, his were wrapped around me, pulling me tight against his heaving chest.
Oh my God, he’s crying.
“I love you more than anything. You need to know that before you walk out that door.” The warmth of his breath fluttered against my skin. My eyes met his and the tears that rolled down his cheeks caused my heart to shatter and turn to broken pieces in my chest.

“I love you too.” My current dysfunction had nothing to do with my feelings for Jack. I loved him more than I ever thought possible, but sometimes love isn't enough.





THE SWEETEST GAME- 

TAGLINE: When Jack loses baseball, will he lose the love of his life as well?

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JACK'S POINT OF VIEW 
The next morning, I woke up with a back sore from sleeping on the couch two nights in a row. The constant barrage of conversation surrounding me reminded me that my brother and Melissa were here.
Great.
It had to be clear to everyone that I was avoiding my wife. My mind was spinning out of control with thoughts I never imagined having. The idea of my baseball career being over wrecked me.
Literally fucking ruined me.

I couldn’t function like a normal human being anymore. The thought turned me into an unrecognizable asshole. And the worst part was, I knew it. I was completely aware of my behavior, but I couldn’t stop it. My head would tell my mouth not to say what it was about to say, but my mouth would say it anyway.
And even though I wanted to take it all back, I didn’t. It’s as if I started digging a hole and once I got in it, I couldn’t stop digging. I wanted to get low enough so that I could bury myself inside and never see the light of day again. That was what losing baseball felt like.
“Hey, asshole,” my little brother’s voice called out and I cleared my throat.
“What do you want, dick?”
“I want to sightsee and you’re taking me,” he demanded.
I almost fucking laughed. There was no way I was going to let Dean boss me around. “I’m sure Cassie would be better at that sort of thing.” Even that sentence came out sounding like a slam against her.
“I’m sure she would be too. But I want you to take me. You need to get out of this house. And you look like shit.”
Melissa laughed and I shot her an evil look. “Shut up, Fun-Size. Why are you even here?”
“Fuck you, Jack. I’m here because you’re being an asshole to my best friend. And someone has to give a shit about her.”
Her words stung, but I pretended not to be fazed. Each breath I sucked in pierced my heart more deeply. I had to stop hurting Cassie, but I couldn’t. Why couldn’t I just fucking stop? Pushing up from the couch, I glared at the three of them sitting at the table, then growled at Dean, “Be ready to leave in ten.”






THE OTHER GAME- A DEAN CARTER NOVEL

TAGLINE: You thought you knew everything there was to know about Jack & Cassie's story... but you were wrong. 

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DEAN'S POINT OF VIEW
Melissa and I headed outside, following Jack toward a cement bench where he pulled his baseball hat even lower over his eyes. Then he sat down and looked up at us, his eyes all but hidden.
“What are you doing?” I asked, expecting him to get up and continue walking back to the student union with us.
“Waiting.”
“For what?”
“Cassie's class to end. I’m going to ask her out in front of everyone. She won’t be able to say no then,” Jack said with a big grin.
“Make sure you show those.” Melissa pointed at the pair of dimples on his face, and his grin only widened.
“I knew you secretly liked me. But I know you like him more.” Jack nodded toward me, and Melissa scowled.
“Don’t listen to him.” I threw my arm around her shoulder and steered her back toward the student union. “See you at home, brother.”
“‘Bye, you two lovebirds.”
“You’re so little.” I looked down at Melissa and smiled, wishing for once that I’d been born with at least one dimple for her to admire.
She scowled again. “I’m not that little.”
But she was. I was six feet tall, and she might hit five feet if she stood on her tiptoes. I towered over her, and I loved the manly feeling it gave it me.
“Do you have any more classes today?” I asked.
“Nope. You?”
“Just one.”
“Sucks.”
“Only because it’s not the class I have with you,” I said with a smile, and she swatted my shoulder.
“Dean Carter, did you just feed me a line?”
I chuckled and stopped walking. “No. Did it sound like a line?”
“Yes.” Melissa smiled, but kept walking.
I watched as her perfect little butt moved with each step she took, her entire body sashaying like it couldn’t help it. She stopped and turned around to catch me staring.
“What are you looking at?”
Terrified that she might think I was some sort of pig like my brother, I practically stuttered. “Uh, nothing.”
“Uh-huh.” She waited as I hurried to catch up to her. “So, do you want to maybe study together sometime?”
I cheered inside my head, and had to stop myself from throwing my fist in the air and doing a victory dance.
“Definitely. I could use the help,” I said, trying to keep my voice even. I knew damn well that I was doing perfectly fine in that class, but if she thought I needed help, she wouldn’t bail on me.
“Okay, good. I always do better if I have a study partner.”
My mind whirled at her words. How many study partners had she had? How could I convince her to only study with me?
I could have sworn that before Jack’s antics with her roommate that Melissa and I were on track toward something. I couldn’t help but want us to get back on that road, wherever it was leading.
“Can I get your number?” I asked while I still had the nerve.
“Oh yeah, of course.” She recited her phone number while I tapped it into my phone. “Send me a text so I have yours too.”
I did as she asked.

Dean: Hi. It’s me. You know, Dean. The other Carter.

When her phone pinged and she read the text, she laughed. “Got it. I’ll just put you in here as the Other Carter.”
“Or the only Carter you like,” I suggested with a smirk, and she smiled back.
“That’d work too.”
“All right. I’ll talk to you later. You know, to set up studying and stuff,” I said, stumbling all over my damn words.
“‘Bye, Dean.” Melissa laughed as she sashayed away.


Release Day Blitz w/Giveaway: Counting Stars by Jordan Deen

Counting Stars

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Book Title: Counting Stars 
Author: Jordan Deen 
Genre: YA 
Release Date: April 3, 2016
Hosted by: Book Enthusiast Promotions

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Love is a luxury for the weak.

At least that's what Madison Nottingfield’s father always said.

Coming from a long line of old southern money, Madison has come to accept the uncomfortable job of helping her father in his pursuit of wealth and social status. But by the time she turns seventeen, she’s grown weary of being her father’s favorite way to gain power and prestige.

After being nominated to one of the few debutante positions in her affluent country club, Madison thinks her life’s about to hit easy street. If she can learn to stand on her own two feet, she wouldn't need to succumb to her father's whims. For once, she can do what she’s always dreamed of doing; she can’t wait to move forward with her secret plans of ditching her ballet slippers to sing at the year-end talent show—the most important event of the entire year.

All of Madison’s hard work seems to be falling in to place, until her conniving parents make a demand…

So unthinkable

So life-shattering

So vile

…it almost completely stops Madison in her tracks. Would their plans for her future kill the one thing she desperately desires?

Refusing her parents’ request would mean losing everything… family, friends, and her pedigree. But, giving in would mean turning her back on the only thing she’s ever truly wanted.

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Jordan Deen is an Award-Winning Young Adult and New Adult Fiction writer from a small suburb of East St. Louis, Illinois. Her novels are a mixture of urban fantasy, paranormal, and edgy contemporary. In her free time, she loves to read, bake, attend concerts, travel, and play with her two-legged and four-legged sons. She is known for her love of quirky clothes, multi-colored hair and has a fondness for tattoos, high heels and cupcakes. In addition, she is a tech junkie that can be found most mornings and early afternoons on her tablet talking to folks on Facebook and Twitter about books, current events and music.

Her debut novel, 'The Crescent' was a 2010 Reader's Favorite Award Winner. Her third novel, 'Breaking Lauren' was a Texas Book Association Finalist in 2013. Her collaboration novel '303 Red Dead Lane' was a finalist in the 2015 Reader's Favorite Awards.

'Life is about the journey...'
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New Release Blitz w/Giveaway: After the Scrum by Dahlia Donovan

   
Two men, so different, on track for a romantic collision. Can they survive the impact?
Title: After the Scrum
Author: Dahlia Donovan
Genre: Sweet M/M Contemporary Romance, Sport/Rugby
Release Date: April 1, 2016
Publisher: Hot Tree Publishing
Designer: Claire Smith
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Caddock ‘The Brute’ Stanford lost his brother and rugby career within the same year. The once man-about-town is now a has-been and guardian to his young nephew. Not sure where life will go after the scrum, he decides to purchase a pub in the Cornwall village of Looe. He never expects to fall in lust—and then love.

Francis Keen hides his crippling anxiety behind his eccentric habits, lush interior design, and beloved dog, Sherlock. Alone by choice after an attack in college left him emotionally scarred, he lives by the sea with his gran, resigned to working small jobs for local businesses. Revamping the pub for the new owner is right up his alley—especially when he realizes who the owner is.

Two men, so different, on track for a romantic collision. Can they survive the impact?
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Blog Tour w/Giveaway: Bertie by Shanna Hatfield


Bertie
by Shanna Hatfield
Series: Pendelton Petticoats, #6
Genre: Sweet Historical Western Romance
Release Date: April 7, 2016



A celebration of a new sweet historical romance by Shanna Hatfield 

USA Today Bestselling Author Shanna Hatfield writes character-driven romances with realistic heroes and heroines. Her historical westerns have been described as “reminiscent of the era captured by Bonanza and The Virginian” while her contemporary works have been called “laugh-out-loud funny, and a little heart-pumping sexy without being explicit in any way.”

Welcome, Shanna!

Thank you for hosting me today. It's such a pleasure to be here with you and your readers!

What is your favorite quote, by whom, and why?
“It’s not the things we do in life that we regret on our death bed, it is the thing we do not,” by Randy Pausch. I highly recommend reading Randy’s book, The Last Lecture. If you are looking for inspiration, you’ll find it there. I love this particular quote because it is so true. It isn’t the things we do that cause us to feel regret, it’s that one thing we let time, fear, whatever reason or excuse keep us from doing that will make us wish we’d done it anyway. If we allow it, fear can rob us of some of our greatest accomplishments by keeping us from trying in the first place.

What do you hope people will take away from your writing? How will your words make them feel?
My biggest hope is that people will read my books and walk away feeling happy, as if they’ve made a new friend or two, or have their emotions stirred.

If you could do any job in the world what would you do?
Write, write, write! It’s what I always wanted to do and dreamed of doing since I was a little girl.

What color represents your personality the most?
It is a toss-up between pink and green. Or maybe a blending of the two. Some of my friends joke about the sparkly pink world that exists in my head, but I also like things to be calm and balanced.

What is your favorite food?
Chocolate. It really should have its own food group. Seriously.

What’s your favorite place in the entire world?
Forgive the sappiness, but truly, my favorite place is wherever I’m at with my husband, Captain Cavedweller. The man makes me laugh and melts my heart on a daily basis.

Are you a city slicker or a country lover?
Country girl all the way, as long as you don’t ever plan to take me camping. I must have hot running water every single day. When I was a little girl, our pipes froze one winter. We spent about two months without running water and the only hot water we had was what Mom heated on the stove. It was awful and I don’t ever, ever want to be without hot running water.

What is your greatest strength as a writer?
I’d say it’s probably character development. That is one thing I consistently hear from my readers.

If you could leave readers with one bit of wisdom, what would you want it to be?
Hold on to your dreams with both hands and do everything in your power to make them come true.

Is there anything else you’d like to share with my readers?
If you enjoy sweet western and historical romances, I hope you’ll consider reading the Pendleton Petticoats series! Thanks again for hosting me today. It's been great fun!


Dust off your dancing shoes and choose your formal attire for the Petticoat Ball Party on Facebook April 7, 2016 from 10 a.m. to 2:30 p.m.(Pacific Time) Giveaways, games, and guest authors will make for a fun and memorable event as we celebrate the release of Bertie!
Here is the link to the party: 

Invite your friends to the second annual Petticoat Ball, and you could win a $25 Amazon Gift card. Just join the event, click on the "invite" button, invite your friends, then post how many you invited in the comments of this post: https://www.facebook.com/events/423018991216234/permalink/451482635036536/
One randomly drawn person will win, but you get additional entries for every 50 people you invite!
Also, ask your friends who join the party to share that you invited them in the comments in the post. Each friend who mentions your name, earns you another entry in the contest!
Winner will be announced prior to the start of the party April 7!


She needs an adventure -
     He needs the warmth of her smile…

Bertie Hawkins survived a traumatic ordeal that stripped away her sunny outlook on life and left her afraid of every shadow. Terrorized and tired of reliving the past, she accepts an offer to change her situation. Although she only intends to work through the summer, the peace she finds at Nash’s Folly keeps her there every bit as much as her interest in a mysterious new ranch hand.

Desperate to escape his memories, Riley Walsh buys a run-down farm in Pendleton, Oregon. To pay for the many necessary repairs, he goes to work for his neighbor, never intending to fall in love with the effervescent girl who helps around the house.

Riley isn’t the only one enchanted with Bertie. His own crazy mule and the neighbor’s son both share his infatuation, driving him past the brink of jealousy.

A sweet romance that embraces the trials and triumphs of yesteryear, Bertie blends laugh-out-loud adventures with heartwarming moments.




Involved in the unfolding story, she didn’t hear anyone approach until a warm hand caressed her bare foot.

Yanking her foot up, she gazed down into Riley’s face. The fiery look in his eyes made heat pool in her belly and her mouth go dry.

“I’ve seen a lot of birds perched in trees, but never one so lovely.”

Bertie’s cheeks flushed at his compliment. “You’ve suffered a heat stroke, Riley Walsh. Apparently, you’ve lost the ability to see properly, otherwise you’d know I’m a wilted mess.”

To emphasize her point, Bertie pushed at the damp curls that had fallen around her face hours ago. Her dress was limp and she felt about as fresh as a wrung-out dishrag.

“I can see just fine, Roberta Elizabeth.”

Much to her surprise, Riley grabbed hold of the limb and swung himself up into the tree, sitting in front of her. “What are you doing out here?”

“Reading.”

“I can see that.” Riley grinned and tapped the book with his finger. “I meant why did you come out here to read? You could do that at the house.”

“It’s miserably hot in the house and Aundy decided I needed a break. I’ve discovered arguing with her does no good at all, so I took the book she handed me and came out here.”

Bertie tried to adjust her skirts to hide her bare legs but Riley held the hem, keeping her from moving. “Riley…”

“If you’re trying to cover up those pretty ankles, you might as well not bother. I’ve already seen them. Enjoy the breeze while you can. I don’t know how you women survive on days like today, fastened into layers of petticoats with stockings and drawers and corsets and…”

Bertie leaned forward and clamped a hand over his mouth. “Riley! You shouldn’t speak of such things. It’s improper.”

He shrugged and kissed her hand, holding it in his instead of releasing it. “Never understood why it’s so improper to talk about what you wear. Why, didn’t I see a lacy pink…”




The first book in the Pendleton Petticoat Series will be available for 
FREE digital downloads April 6-10.

Pendleton Petticoats Series, Book #1
One stubborn mail-order bride finds the courage to carry on when she's widowed before ever truly becoming a wife, but opening her heart to love again may be more than she can bear.


USA Today bestselling author Shanna Hatfield writes character-driven romances with relatable heroes and heroines. Her historical westerns have been described as “reminiscent of the era captured by Bonanza and The Virginian” while her contemporary works have been called “laugh-out-loud funny, and a little heart-pumping sexy without being explicit in any way.”

Convinced everyone deserves a happy ending, this hopeless romantic is out to make it happen, one story at a time. When she isn’t writing or indulging in chocolate (dark and decadent, please), Shanna hangs out with her husband, lovingly known as Captain Cavedweller.





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