Monday, October 10, 2016

Release Day Blitz: Only For Your Touch by Naima Simone

Title: Only For Your Touch
Series: Lick #2
Author: Naima Simone
Release Date: Oct 10, 2016
The Boston press calls her the Mob Princess. I call her trouble.

Discretion is my business, and the reporters dogging her every step are bad news. She’s looking to rebel, to tarnish her naïve “good girl” image by getting dirty with me. I gave up a career as a thief, but Corrine Salvaggi’s wide eyes and sinful mouth damn near begs me to steal her innocence. To corrupt her.

Lucky for her, I deal in sex.

Whatever your fantasy, I deliver. Voyeurism. Threesomes. A little slap and tickle.…

If it’s your kink, I can fulfill it.

So yeah, life is good. Simple.

Until she enters my club.


It’s just sex. Our little secret.

For now...
Only for A Night – Released May 30, 2016
Rion Ward fought hard to be free of the Irish mob life. Now, as the co-owner of Boston’s hottest aphrodisiac club, he’s traded crime for the ultimate sexual fantasy. But when the “good girl” from his past walks through Lick’s doors, he discovers that his unconsummated hunger for her never abated.

Widowed for two years from a man who felt that anything besides the missionary position was dirty, Harper Shaw is ready to move on. The first step to feeling alive again is sex. Hot, dirty, black-out-from-orgasm sex. And who better to provide it than the brooding, sexy, tatted bad boy-turned-man she’s known for years?

Rion, however, has one stipulation: He’ll be hers only for one night. One night to explore her every fantasy. One night to push her limits. One night to introduce her to a passion that makes both doubt if it will be enough…
Naima Simone’s love of romance was first stirred by Johanna Lindsey, Sandra Brown and Linda Howard many years ago. Well not that many. She is only eighteen…ish. Though her first attempt at a romance novel starring Ralph Tresvant from New Edition never saw the light of day, her love of romance, reading and writing has endured. Published since 2009, she spends her days—and nights— creating stories of unique men and women who experience the first bites of desire, the dizzying heights of passion, and the tender, healing heat of love.
She is wife to Superman, or his non-Kryptonian, less bullet proof equivalent, and mother to the most awesome kids ever. They all live in perfect, sometimes domestically-challenged bliss in the southern United States.

Blog Tour w/Giveaway: Threat by Tia Lewis

Today we have the blog tour for Tia Lewis’s THREAT. We are so excited to share this sexy new MC romance with you! threat-bt-ban
About Threat:
 As V.P. of the Blood Riders MC, Drake is used to calling the shots, getting his way, and sleeping with every biker groupie within reach. When he meets Nicole, her feisty, headstrong beauty pulls him in, even as his instincts warn him she’s hiding something.   Nicole is determined to learn who killed her father, a detective who was investigating the Blood Riders. When the chemistry between her and Drake becomes much more, she’s caught between her desires and her desperate need for answers. Then her search turns deadly, and Nicole has to put everything on the line―and trust that the man she’s fallen for will forgive her betrayal. Will he come to her defense ... or will his eyes be the last thing she ever sees? teaser4 Grab your copy today! AMAZON ADD TO GOODREADS


The detective snickered then turned to me. My eyes were wide, begging, pleading. Please don’t give me away! I shook my head ever so slightly. Don’t act like you know me, my eyes pleaded. Please, please.
“New girlfriend?” he asked, grinning at me. Oh, thank you, sweet baby, Jesus. I relaxed my shoulders.
“She’s just a girl. One of my new friends.” The detective laughed at Drake’s blithe response.
“I see.”
“Yep. So—Is that it?” Drake asked.
“Tell me. She wouldn’t happen to know anything about how my friend got killed a while back, would she?”
“Man, is that what this is about?” Drake asked, his shoulders slumping. “Look, I already told you I don’t know what happened to him. He was a pain in the ass, but none of us had any reason to kill him. Okay? That’s all I can tell you, and that’s all I know.”
I was close to tears, and the detective noticed. “Miss, why don’t you come over here with me for a minute?”
“Why do you want her?” Drake questioned with a snarl in his voice. I put a hand on his shoulder.
“It’s okay, Drake. I’m fine. Don’t start any trouble, all right?” I swung one leg over the end of the bike, walking away with Tommy. He waited until we got to his car to turn on me.
“What the fuck, Nicole! What the hell are you doing?” He managed to keep his voice to a whisper and stay very still as he berated me. Good thing. Drake would have noticed if he flipped out.
“Tommy—let me explain.”
“Look at you.” He looked me up and down. “You don’t dress like this. What’s really going on?”
“Lower your voice. I know exactly what I’m doing, okay?”
“And what the hell would that be?”
“Come on, Tommy. You know what, or you wouldn’t have mentioned my father.” We both went silent, staring at each other.
“Nicole.” He shook his head, pacing back and forth.
“Do you realize you could get yourself killed? This is not a game.” I saw a lot of worry in his eyes, in the lines on his forehead as he frowned. “I promised your father I would take care of you, and what do I find? You on the back of Drake Collins’s bike. I almost got sideswiped when I made the turn to follow you. I couldn’t believe what was I seeing.”
“That’s why you stopped him?”
“Of course, it is. He wasn’t doing anything wrong, except riding around with my friend’s daughter. Jesus Christ, kid. I can’t believe this.” He ran a hand through his salt-and-pepper hair, letting out a big gust of air.
I’m going to find out what happened, okay? And I’ll be safe. I know what I’m doing.”
“Nicole, you don’t understand. You’re getting yourself into some deep shit.”
“Just hear me out, okay? Drake likes me. I’m getting closer to him, so he’ll tell me what he knows. He would never tell you, Tommy. I’m the only one who can find out the truth.”
“I know that,” he said. “But you have to be careful with this one. You think you’re getting closer to Drake, and he cares about you? He’ll stab you in the back so fast, you won’t know what to think. He’ll do anything to protect himself and his Blood Riders. He doesn’t care about you.”
“Please, Nicole. Trust me on this one. The Blood Riders have no heart, and there’s no ‘befriending’ them in hopes of getting information. They’ll sniff you out so fast, and once they find out you’re a spy, then what?”
“Tommy!” I repeated.
“Then what, Nicole? You can’t call me because it’ll be too late. Who knows what they’ll do to you once they see you’re a rat.”
I nodded. “I got it. I understand. I’ll be careful and do everything I can, okay? I have to do this for me and my sanity. That was my father who got fucking killed—”
“I have to do this, and that’s the end of it. So, in the meantime, I think I should get back to him before he gets suspicious.”
Tommy took a minute to think it over, he nodded. I looked at him once more, trying to tell him how much his concern meant to me but failing. All I could do was turn around and return to Drake.
“Hey, what happened back there? What did that pig want?” I cringed a little at Drake’s choice of words but tried not to let it show.
“Nothing. He wanted to know if I knew anything about that cop. Whatever. Like I would know anything. He didn’t think you were telling the truth.”
“So he tried to get it outta you. That piece of shit. I liked the other cop a lot more than I like him. At least the other one was a decent guy.” Was he talking about my father? I clasped my hands around his waist and leaned my cheek against his back, struggling to hold back the tears. He knew my father. And he liked him. Oh, Dad. What happened?
I didn’t say another word until we got back to the Clubhouse, my head in a haze. I couldn’t help but wonder if Drake was telling the truth, and he didn’t know what happened to my father. I needed to ask him somehow, but I didn’t know what to say. How could I approach the topic without making it sound like I was fishing for information and blow my cover?
I waited until I dropped my backpack off in his room. He followed me there and closed the door. He must have thought we were going to go for round…three? Four? I’d already lost count. I was hardly in the mood, however, and I let him know through the look in my eyes. I didn’t try to hide my concern.
“What is it? What’s going on?” He asked. “Are you still all shook up because that pig stopped us?” Again with the word ‘pig.’ I did what I could to hide my gut reaction. I wanted to claw his fucking eyes out.
“A little. He said something about his friend getting murdered, like, a couple of weeks ago. He said he thought you guys had something to do with it because the cop was on your case. He asked me if I knew about it.”
“What did you say?”
“I said I didn’t know, of course. I said I only just hooked up with you guys, and I didn’t hear anything about it around town. He told me you were dangerous, and I should watch my back.” I looked down at the bed, my fingers playing over the surface of the black bedspread.
“I can’t stand fucking pigs, man.” He clenched his fists.
“Drake?” I softly whispered.
“What is it?”
Is it true?
“Is what true?” Drake asked.
“Did you—” I paused. “Did you kill a cop?”

an-box-ban2 About Tia Lewis: Tia Lewis is a romance author from the Midwest who writes about smart, sexy, sassy women and hot, possessive alpha males. Her favorite bad boys to write about include sports players, mafia, bikers, billionaires and the bad-ass next door. You can find her cooking, reading, or traveling when she’s not busy working on her next release.   Want to be kept up to date on new releases? Text LEWIS to 31996! Connect with Tia: NEWSLETTER | WEBSITE | FACEBOOK | FACEBOOK GROUP | TWITTER | INSTAGRAM | PINTEREST | GOODREADS | AMAZON | STREET TEAM   an-ban-3   Enter Tia’s Giveaway: a Rafflecopter giveaway    

Virtual Book Tour w/Giveaway: Flight Risk by Barbara Valentin

Flight Risk
by Barbara Valentin
GENRE: Romantic Comedy/Chick Lit


Barbara Valentin will be awarding a $25 Amazon or Barnes and Noble GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour. Please visit to follow the tour, remember the more you comment better your chances on winning.



When Aubrey Thomas, a phobic travel writer, must chose between jumping to what she considerers certain death from a skydiving static line or sinking even deeper into debt in the unemployment line, she scrambles to find someone—anyone!—who can help her overcome her debilitating fear of heights. Enter John Trelawney, a charming window washer who thinks nothing of dangling by a cable fifty stories up and claims he can cure her. Everything about John makes Aubrey nervous... including the way her heart kicks into overdrive whenever he's around. But, at the end of her rope, she takes him up on his offer. Can he really help her get over her fear of heights? Or will Aubrey find herself free falling...possibly even in love with him?

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"Where to now?" Aubrey asked as she wadded up what remained of her lunch and deposited it in a nearby trash can.

"You'll find out when we get there."

So juvenile.

John then headed for the exit. With the midday sun rising higher in the sky, the lakefront began to toast. So did her cheeks when she watched him tug off his sweatshirt as he walked. The white fitted T-shirt he had on underneath left little to her imagination.

A tumble of excitement, exasperation, lust, and dread welled up in her as she joined him.

"You're like a kid in a man's body, you know that?"

An incredibly hot man's body.

He stopped and faced her. "And did you know that most people who suffer from phobias have a hyper-developed need for control?"

"Are you implying that I'm a control freak?"

He chuckled. "No, I'm not implying it. I'm stating it, rather explicitly."

She pointed at him. "There. You did it again."


She quoted back what he had just said. "Who talks like that?"

He narrowed his eyes. "Well-read adults?"

Of which you seem to be neither.

She kept walking.

"What are you getting so huffy about?" with another of his penetrating stares.

After a moment of silent reflection, she replied, "I don't like not knowing where I'm going."

At this, he held out his hands as they walked along. "Did I call it, or did I call it?"

She turned and grumbled, "Jackass."


Q & A with Barbara Valentin

What books/authors have influenced your writing?
Kristan Higgins – her multi-dimensional characters are truly an inspiration. I love all of her books but Best Man (from her Blue Heron series) and My One and Only are favorites. Reading Allie Pleiter’s Blue Grass Hero taught me that the male lead can still be smokin’ hot even if he never takes his shirt off (who knew?).

Tell us something you hate doing. Why?
Housework. That’s not to say I never do it, but come on. It’s like buying a new car – as soon as you drive it off the lot, it depreciates in value. Same with housework. As soon as you’ve cleaned everything, it just starts getting dirty/messy/cluttered again.

Share a funny incident in your life.
Hmmm…so many to chose from. OK, on the night before my wedding, I was staying at my parents’ place. After the rehearsal dinner, which was held at a restaurant about 15 miles away, my folks left early so I could visit with the rest of the wedding party. My fiancé had to leave not long after to pick out-of-town guests up at the airport on his way back to his apartment. One by one, the rest of our friends left. After the last one pulled out of the parking lot, I remembered that I drove to the restaurant with my parents! And this was before cells phones, so I had no way to get ahold of anyone. Luckily my best friend got to her place first and, being the dear that she is, she came all the way back and rescued me.

When you are in writer mode, music or no music? If music, do you have a playlist?
No music while I am actually writing. However, music to get me in the characters’ moods or heads while I’m doing other things is perfectly all right. For Flight Risk, I played a lot of Allison Krauss and Maroon 5. I have no valid explanation for this other than those artists got me in the right frame of mind for Aubrey and John, respectively.

Have you ever had one character you wanted to go one way with but after the book was done the character was totally different?
Yes. When I started writing Key Change (book #3 in my series), I had every intention of having Sara corrupt the stoic, wholesome Andrew, and while she did just a little, in the end, he’s the one who had the biggest impact on her.


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Author of the bestselling Assignment: Romance series, Barbara was named "Indie Star of 2015" by Publishers Weekly. A member of Romance Writers of America, she looks forward to the day when her to-do list includes "Send Oprah a thank you note" and "Accept Godiva's request to be a taste-tester."
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