Thursday, October 6, 2016

Blog Tour w/Giveaway: Say It Louder by Heidi Joy Tretheway

sil-bt-ban   One band. Five love stories. Too many secrets. We’ve been waiting a long time to find out how the band Tattoo Thief will deal with drummer Dave’s toxic ex—and the secrets she’s been collecting on everyone. It was worth the wait. You don’t have to be a fan of the series to love a book that starts fast with a huge wow moment and then unpacks the band’s secrets. In fact, you don’t have to read the earlier books because each book is a different love story about a different member of the band. About Say it Louder: say-it-louder I had a choice—dump my toxic girlfriend, or break up my band. It should have been easy. But she’s been collecting dirt on all of us for years. Just when I think I’ve hit rock bottom, a pink-haired street artist rocks my world. They call Willa “the Parking Lot Picasso.” I call her my refuge, my center, my last reason to hope. When Willa’s life on the streets collides with a sudden spotlight on her art, I’ll stop at nothing to protect her. But when the spotlight turns on my secret shame, she might be my only salvation.   Grab your copy today: Amazon ebook | iBooks | Kobo | Barnes & Noble | Goodreads | Paperback


Excerpt:

We jog west a few blocks, passing a noisy bar where a handful of patrons are smoking and chatting on the sidewalk outside. The thump of bass from the music reaches my chest, beating in time with my heart.
I stumble on a raised sidewalk edge and Willa’s suddenly not there beside me. I whip my head around, and I’m alone.
What the …?
A snap from the alley I just passed alerts me. I backtrack ten paces, and she’s there, hand on her hip, telegraphing annoyance. I broke the first rule: keep up.
I follow her down the alley to a quieter, narrow street lined with mostly apartments. A gray metal roll-up door is down and locked to cover a storefront. She digs into her messenger bag and pulls out a long, rolled sheet of cardboard and masking tape.
“Make yourself useful.” She hands me one edge of the cardboard. In the moonlight, I see shapes cut through it, and I follow her gestures to hold it against the door. She tapes it up. I’m not sure of the cutouts, but I think they form words.
Sounds from the sidewalk at the end of the side street make Willa’s body go rigid. I hear voices, and suddenly she grabs my shirt and spins us in front of the door, her back against the cardboard cutout to partially block it. Her arms go around my neck and she yanks my face toward hers.
The voices grow louder. Two men are walking down the sidewalk.
“Kiss me,” Willa hisses. “Now.”
Rule three: do what she says, ask questions later.
She doesn’t have to tell me twice.
I lower my mouth on hers, finally tasting cinnamon and clove. Her kiss is desperate, her fingertips digging into my shoulders as the men approach us. She hooks one leg around the back of my knee and suddenly my crotch is pressed right up against her. I feel myself harden.
Through her thin leggings, I’m sure she feels it too.
And what the hell else is she feeling right now, as her lips move hard against me and her hips tilt up to meet mine? I dart my tongue into her mouth, exploring, and she moans. The men’s conversation drops off, but they’re still walking toward us.
My hands round her hips and fill with two perfectly muscled ass cheeks. The electricity of our touch sparks brighter, shooting want and need and desperate urges into my kiss that quicken the tempo of my pulse.
It’s something I haven’t felt in years. Something so raw it cuts to the bone, to what lies beneath our flesh and blood and ink.
Only a few yards from us, the men slow their pace. Willa kisses me harder, panting tiny breaths, and I inhale her scent and breath and being. I kiss her back, eyes wide open as I strain to understand her expression.
By their footsteps, I know the men keep walking. As their sound recedes, I feel the tension melt from Willa’s body, feel her more pliant beneath my hands as the men amble down the street.
I draw her lower lip into my mouth and suck on it, wanting to taste the fullness of cinnamon. The fullness of Willa.
And that’s when her hands unwind from my neck, trailing down my shoulders to my elbows. As the men’s voices fade, she disentangles herself from me, panting.
She runs a hand through her spiky pink layers. “That was close.”
No, that was awesome. I stay silent.
“If they’d come down this street a few minutes later, they’d’ve smelled the paint. They’d know we weren’t just here to make out.”
“It’s a good enough reason,” I say, disappointment churning in my gut. Was that kiss real? Or was I just covering for her?
Because that kiss wasn’t just a pretend kiss. It wasn’t just a here-put-your-lips-on-me-for-a-while kind of deal.
That was thunder and lightning and the heavy, heady feel of air rich with ozone in late summer. The kind of night that makes you feel even more alive.

sil-teaser-3     Get the first book in the Tattoo Thief series free (on iBooks, Amazon, Nook or Kobo), or dive in to Say it Louder by downloading a free extended sample for Kindle or all other devices. Check out this excerpt, and then enter the Rafflecopter giveaway to win a signed paperback and special swag.     




  About Heidi Joy Tretheway: heidi-joy-tretheway-author-photo Heidi Joy Tretheway is a sucker for campfires, craft cocktails, and steamy romance in books and real life. She sings along with musicals (badly), craves French carbs, and buys plane tickets the way some women buy shoes.   Her first career as a journalist took Heidi behind the scenes with politicians, rock stars, and chefs, all of whom inspire her stories. Heidi Joy is currently working on her tenth book from her home in southwestern Washington.   Connect with Heidi:
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Blog Tour w/Giveaway: Love Me Crazy by Camden Leigh

love-me-crazy-bt-ban Today we have the blog tour for Love Me Crazy by Camden Leigh. We are so excited to share this fantastic new contemporary romance with you! Be sure to check it out and grab your copy today! love-me-crazy 
  About Love Me Crazy: “We’re broken in the most screwed-up perfect way. It was inevitable we’d end up together.”   Cassidy Beck is focused on one thing, and one thing only: planning the Southern wedding of the century in Lucas Hill, South Carolina. Fresh from a tragic breakup, Cassidy’s not in the mood for any distractions. But when antebellum hottie Quinn Covington arrives in all his sexy, tattooed glory, he might prove to be the biggest distraction of them all.   MIA ever since his father’s death, Quinn doesn’t plan to stay any longer than it takes to start his dad’s vintage truck. But the sight of Cassidy trying to fend off his family’s pet turkey sends him for a loop. Red-haired and fierce, she’s just as broken as he is. But even though Cassidy’s past makes her the only one able to understand Quinn’s own scars, they also make her wary. After all, how can she trust him with her heart when everyone else she’s ever given it to has thrown it away?   Sexy, heart-wrenching, and full of Southern charm, this new contemporary romance from Camden Leigh shows just what happens when two people who are perfectly broken end up piecing each other back together. Get your copy today! Publisher | Amazon/Kindle | iBook | Nook | Kobo | Google Play

EXCERPT
I turn around, naked and cold, teeth chattering, to find him searching my eyes. Water drips over the linear clefts marking his abs, following a barbed vine south. His jeans, soaked through, suction to his curves, especially the bulge locked behind his zipper.
His eyes peruse my body.
I straighten as I do when I’m working an outfit at a club. Realizing what I’d done a second too late, I reach past him and turn the water lever. “I suppose, at this point, it won’t hurt to add heat.” Crap. He’ll misread that.
His eyes darken.
Yup. Totally misread.
His hand rings my wrist, stopping me from turning away and making me flinch. But the oddest thing happens. The flinch fades and calm follows. I don’t want to hear anything else personal, nothing to make me feel more than I already do. Yet at the same time, I want to hear everything. I want to be . . . personal.
A hungry desire fills the crystals in his eyes with a dark yearning. He glances at his grip on my arm then his hand pressing against my breast. He leans forward and pauses, eyes checking mine for guidance.
God, those lips. That delicious curve leading to his dimple.
He leans in, lips parted.
This is what I want. He is what I want.
Instead of closing my eyes like I always do, I leave them open to watch his lazily close. His lips part to meet mine. Though he moves slowly and precisely, there’s an undeniable urgency to pull him to me, get his lips on mine a little bit faster. But the anticipation might be what I’ve been missing.
The other night, we hurried through sex and pretty much nixed the foreplay. Partially my fault because if I’d slowed to enjoy it I would’ve thrown him out the second his shorts hit the floor. Watching him take his time with something as simple as a kiss rekindles the warm and fuzzy feels I’ve neglected since Preston. I’m glad we had quick-and-done sex last night, because this proves it could be so much better, and last night was pretty damn good.
Last night he heated me up, but he was just warming my engine. This kiss, if it ever happens, and God I want it to, already has my engine revved and awful close to overheating.
I push my hands over his warm pecs. Water drizzles down his shoulders and between my fingers. I lean into the kiss. “You’re torturing me.”
“On purpose.”
I comb my fingers into his wet hair and pull him to me. The heat of the water, the steam around us and the zing of his lips against mine makes my knees tremble. He wraps his arms around me and pushes me against the wall of the shower. He’s more brazen then last night, like he has something to prove. But he doesn’t. It’s me who has to prove to him I won’t push him away again.
I press my hands against him, making him pull away to check in with me. “I’m sure this time.”
His sideways smile kills me, and I melt a little more against the cool wall. He leans in and rests his head against mine. “I promise you won’t regret letting me in.”
Water streams down his back, fondling him the way I want to fondle him. I hook my fingers in his belt loops and jerk him closer. “I know. Because you already are.”
About Camden Leigh: author-photo Camden Leigh is a sucker for first kisses, first hook-ups and anything that adds the unforgettable first sparks of love–humor, seduction, hot-n-sexy bods, angsty determination...what have you! Her stories expose the real dirt, grime and grit that befalls a seemingly perfect relationship, the heartache as a result, and the growth, perseverance and strength it takes to make flaws work for her characters. She wants her characters to experience love that wraps arounds their hearts, turns them into sizzling flames and results in a grand finale of fireworks.   When Camden isn’t writing, she’s either crafting, flicking through images of gorgeous paper, saturated palettes or...um, lip-lickin' washboard abs. When feeling guilty, she attempts to keep up with her energetic kiddos by beach combing, kayaking, golfing (can it really be called golfing if a seven-year-old beats you?) or being that crazy person at a concert. Her addictions: chocolate covered raspberries, real southern sweet tea (not the fake stuff with the sugar crystals hanging out in the bottom of the cup), her pups and pretty paper she’ll never use. Connect with Camden: twitter: https://twitter.com/Camden_Leigh instagram: https://www.instagram.com/camden_leigh/ Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/camden_leigh/ facebook: https://www.facebook.com/Camden-Leigh-912698852155676/?pnref=story goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/camdenleigh   Giveaway Details: lmc-giveaway a Rafflecopter giveaway    
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Release Event w/Giveaway: A Fool For You by Katee Robert


A FOOL FOR YOU
by Katee Robert

He never thought he’d get a second chance.  A Fool For You is the third and final novel in the Foolproof Love series from New York Times and USA Today bestselling author, Katee Robert and Entangled Publishing.  



Title: A Fool For You
Author: Katee Robert
Series: Foolproof Love #3
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: October 3, 2016
Publisher: Entangled Brazen

Synopsis:
It’s been thirteen years since Hope Moore left Devil’s Falls, land of sexy cowboys and bad memories. Back for the weekend, she has no intention of seeing the man she never got over…or the two of them getting down and dirty. It’s just a belated goodbye, right? No harm, no foul.
Until six weeks later, when her pregnancy test comes back positive…
Daniel Rodriguez hasn’t forgiven himself for how things went down with Hope all those years ago. He knows she’s better off without him, but when she shows up on his doorstep, panicking because she’s pregnant with his baby, he can’t help seeing it as a chance to make up for the past.
Too bad Hope has no intention of going along with his plans.

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Excerpt:

He turned to find Hope standing behind him. Again. “You sure move quiet when you want to.” Especially for a woman with a bum leg. Not that he could say as much without sounding like a jackass.
“You mean since I had my knee replaced.” Of course she knew what he meant anyway. Apparently damn near reading his mind was one annoying habit she hadn’t outgrown.
“I didn’t say that.”
“You didn’t have to.” She leveraged herself down next to him, the move not quiet as smooth as it’d been when she was eighteen.
Daniel almost cursed. He had to stop doing that. Comparing her now to how she was then wasn’t fair to either of them. It was another lifetime completely, and thinking about it was just fucking depressing. “Hope—”
“Are you seeing anyone?”
“No.”
“Why not?”
He was so surprised by the question that he answered honestly, “Why the fuck would I bother?”
“Oh, I don’t know, because you don’t want to be a creepy old man who lives in the middle of nowhere and has to run off silly high school kids with his shotgun because they tell ghost stories about him?”
He looked at her, half sure that she was the one who’d lost her damn mind. “That’s not a thing.”
“It is most definitely a thing.” She leaned back on her hands and stared at the sky. The most move arched her back and pressed her breasts against the fancy tank top she wore. It was made of some kind of drapey fabric that looked soft and shiny, and it highlighted the fact that he seriously doubted she was wearing a bra. “You’re too young to just give up.”
“It’s not about giving up.” Though he didn’t expect Hope to understand that. He’d checked up on her a few times since the accident, and every single time he was amazed at the things she’d accomplished. Life had kicked her in the teeth and she’d come back swinging. She’d taken two years off and then attended the University of Texas and graduated with honors. She ran her own successful consulting business to work with companies that wanted to set up scholarships and nonprofits.
She shifted to look at him. “It looks like giving up from where I’m sitting.”







About Katee Robert
New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author Katee Robert learned to tell her stories at her grandpa’s knee. She found romance novels at age twelve and it changed her life. When not writing sexy contemporary and speculative fiction romance novels, she spends her time playing imaginary games with her wee ones, driving her husband batty with what-if questions, and planning for the inevitable zombie apocalypse.
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Blurb Blitz w/Giveaway: Dalir's Salvation by Nina Crespo


Dalir’s Salvation
by Nina Crespo
GENRE: Paranormal Romance

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BLURB:

To be with the man of her dreams, she’ll have to face her worst nightmares…

Ari is looking to live a normal life. But after she hits her head, normal is no longer an option. A mysterious, rugged man appears, whom only she can see… each night he fulfills her fantasies and leaves her begging for more. She’s sure he’s a figment of her imagination—until she finds out the hard way that he’s all too real. Now, to truly be with him, Ari will have to embrace the parts of herself she’s been desperately keeping at bay.

Dalir’s been burned by love before, yet he can’t resist Ari’s beauty and charm. And all it takes is one kiss to spark nights of passion. But there’s danger on the horizon that only Dalir and his friends in the band Thane’s Redemption can deal with. And the longer he stays with Ari, the greater the peril to them both. Will the two of them be strong enough to fight for their newfound love—and their lives?

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Excerpt:

Four weeks ago, he’d fought Kell and nicked his brother’s throat, but Kell had leaped time and escaped before he could finish him. He would have pursued him, but Reid’s injuries couldn’t wait. Time in nothingness had weakened Kell’s phasing and fighting skills. His brother wouldn’t make the same mistake twice. Kell wouldn’t show his face until his powers and fighting skills reached full potential.

Colby’s green eyes grew cold with a hard expression. “Don’t worry we’ll find him.”

“When are you reporting back?”

“Later tonight. After New Jersey, I’m tracking down Ari.” Colby answered Dalir’s questioning look with a chuckle. “You know who she is, Celine and Lauren’s friend.”

Right. Celine and Lauren had agonized over leaving her behind in Florida. His decision not to bring Ari to The Drift hadn’t gone over well. Lauren and Celine had a reason to occupy his home. Ari, a grown woman capable of taking care of herself, didn’t. First they’d want one friend to live with them in The Drift. Then another. He wasn’t a damn innkeeper.

Just like their little redecorating project, the list of people they would have wanted at The Drift would have gone on forever. “What about Ari?” “We’re taking turns checking in on her so the girls won’t worry so much.” An electric saw buzzed to life downstairs.

Dalir’s jaw ached from his gritted teeth. He could camp in the mountains or go to his place near the lake. Or he could let Colby do the job the recon expert did best. Hunt for leads.

“I’ll check on Ari.”

Colby rubbed the stubble on his jawline. “I was just going to pop in where she works, make visual confirmation that she’s okay, and move out. I can handle it.”

“Focus on finding my brother. I’ll take care of this side errand.”

Dalir stalked back to his room to change clothes. “It’s time to bring this to an end.”

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:


Nina Crespo lives in Florida where she indulges in her favorite passions -- the beach, kick boxing, a good glass of wine, date night with her own real-life hero and dancing. Her lifelong addiction to romance began in her teens while on a "borrowing spree" in her older sister's bedroom where she discovered her first romance novel. Curiosity about people and places, including what's beyond the stars, fuels her writer's imagination. This wellspring of inspiration allows Nina to create sensual contemporary stories and steamy paranormal tales, which she hopes will feed your own addiction for love, romance, and happily ever after. Current must haves include cupcakes with frosting and lots of sprinkles, and red wine chocolate blends.

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