Release Blitz :: This Is War, Baby :: K. Webster

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My life had a plan. Until he invaded it and stole it all away. My captor took me and I became a pawn.
His strategy changed and he sent me away to WAR, because money is everything in this world.
In my WAR, though, I found peace.
I couldn’t help but find love where I least expected it, with a man who lived a battle every day of his life
…all inside his head.
But then my captor came back for me.
Yet, this time, battle lines had been drawn and I was protected.
So we thought.
Even though my WAR was raging,
my captor would fight to the death.
The good guys always win, right?
Not always.
All’s fair in love and WAR, right?
Not this time.
Warning:
This is War, Baby is a dark romance. A really dark one. So dark you’re going to wish you had a flashlight to see yourself to the end and someone to hold your hand. Human trafficking, dubious consent, and strong sexual themes that could trigger emotional distress are found in this story. This story is NOT for everyone.
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About the Author
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K Webster is the author of dozens romance books in many different genres including contemporary romance, historical romance, paranormal romance, and erotic romance. When not spending time with her husband of twelve years and two adorable children, she’s active on social media connecting with her readers.
Her other passions besides writing include reading and graphic design. K can always be found in front of her computer chasing her next idea and taking action. She looks forward to the day when she will see one of her titles on the big screen.
You can easily find K Webster on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Pinterest, and Goodreads!
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Release Blitz :: Waiting on Wesley :: Dixie Rae


Title: Waiting on Wesley
Author: Dixie Rae
Release Date: Jan 6, 2016
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In the small town of Bailey, country music, motorcycles, and reckless teenagers are the norm. Fallon Davis and Wesley Jones are no exception. That is, until Wesley disappears from Fallon's life when she needs him the most.

After losing everything important in her life, Fallon replaces her love for Wesley with hatred. Fifteen years later, Fallon has quit waiting on Wesley. She is ready to focus on her life, career, and friends at Backwoods until the unthinkable happens. Wesley rides back into town, and he quickly realizes Fallon wants nothing to do with him, but will he take no for an answer?

Will Wesley be able to win over Fallon, or will the memories of their past be too much for their future to handle? 



“What can I get y’all boys?” I ask sweetly, still avoiding his eyes. 
“We’ll take a round of SoCo for starters,” the chunky one states with a wink. 
“Five SoCos, comin’ right up,” I say as I go to grab the shot glasses. Then I hear his raspy voice, and my body betrays me. Stop it! Don’t do that! Everything within my body comes alive with the sound of his voice. 
“That’s four shots and a Coke,” Wesley states. I turn on my heels quickly.
“Coke? Are you sure?” I question, and he nods in agreement. “You want it in a shot glass, too?” I ask like the smart ass I’ve become over the years. 
With a husky laugh, he answers, “Whatever you want to do, Pumpkin.” I stiffen at the name, but don’t turn around. I haven’t been called that since the day he rode away. After gathering myself together, I pour him a shot of Coke into a glass. He smiles when I place it in front of him.
“Come on, Pumpkin. Pour yourself one. I think me rollin’ back into town calls for a toast.” I roll my eyes, and then Paige hands me a shot glass of Coke. Raising my glass, I put one hand on my hip and wait for his toast. “Here’s to us, Pumpkin. Past, present, and future.” I clink my glass and when it touches my lips, I quickly realize it’s not Coke, but rather sweet cinnamon that burns the entire way down. I’m thankful to have Paige to count on when I need it most. Slamming down my shot glass when I finish, I turn and walk out of the bar and into the back room, holding myself together until I’m alone.




Dixie Rae is a small town girl living her dream as an author.  When she’s not writing, she indulges in guacamole, listening to Brantley Gilbert, and drinking a cold one.


Cover Reveal :: Elastic Hearts :: Clair Contreras


Victor Reuben.
Most sought out divorce attorney in LA.

Nicole Alessi.
Soon to be ex-wife of Hollywood's biggest star and Victor’s latest client.

In such a high profile divorce, they can't afford any extra drama. Luckily, neither one of them has anything to hide.
Unless you count the mind blowing sex they had…
Once
Twice
Three times all those years ago.
The past is in the past, though. As long as they keep their hands off each other until the divorce is final, they'll be fine. But she keeps wearing those tight dresses, and he keeps giving her those heated glances, and keeping their hands to themselves is proving to be more difficult than either one of them realize.
It won't be long before the paparazzi starts smelling the smoke, and where there's smoke...




















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Cover Reveal :: An Unforgivable Love Story :: BL Berry

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Release Date: March 22, 2016

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Love is patient.

Love is kind.

Love is UNFORGIVABLE.

She wanted to forget her past.

He wanted to change the course of his future.

She was everything he never knew he needed.

He became her unexpected.

Everything was perfect.

Until ...



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BL Berry grew up telling lies. Eventually, those lies turned into elaborate stories and 

when she grew older she started writing them down. When she's not hiding behind her 

computer writing, you can find her spending time with her family or catching up on her 

favorite TV shows. Rumor has it she'll sleep when she's dead.

Residing outside of Kansas City, she lives with her husband, two children and black pug. 

Each day her family thanks the makers of e-Readers, because without which they would 

be living amongst stacks and stacks of romance novels. Conversely, each day B.L. Berry 

thanks the makers of e-Readers for hiding her book-hoarding tendencies.

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Blitz :: Never Say Love :: CarlyPhillips and Lauren Hawkeye


Never Say Love by Carly Phillips and Lauren Hawkeye

Date of Publication: February 21, 2016

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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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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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Cover Reveal :: Fly :: Molly McLain

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Photographer: Sara Eirew Photography
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Release Date: March 14, 2016
Genre: Contemporary Sports Romance
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Meet Colton Wade, FMX rider...
I’m just a small town guy who caught a lucky break. Now I’m living the dream, on the brink of high-flying super-stardom. But something’s missing.
That something is Taylor.
She’s my best friend. The one who makes me want to push harder and higher. The one I fall back on when shit gets tough. The one I’d give it all up for.
I’d do anything to protect her. To make her dreams come true too.
But a single night changes everything.
And now the one she needs protection from...is me.
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Molly McLain lives in a tiny little town in Wisconsin with her husband, three kids, and a sassy dog. She loves fountain soda, jellybeans, Luke Bryan and Avenged Sevenfold, thunderstorms, and camping at quiet lakes. She's been scribbling down love stories since she was old enough to dream about happily ever afters, and now she writes sexy, small town romance for real.
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Release Blitz :: Elastic Heart :: Mary Catherine Gebhard


Title: Elastic Heart
Author: Mary Catherine Gebhard
Release Date: Feb 25, 2016
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What do you do when the man who raped you has the entire police force in his pocket? When you’re called a slut, a whore, and a liar? You get your own justice.
My name is Nami DeGrace, and six months ago I was a normal college student. I was volunteering on the campaign of a man I believed in, a man I thought to be good and noble. Then one night that man forced himself on me and everything changed.
The media reviled me. The police didn’t believe me. My friends abandoned me. I dropped out of college and only have one mission in life: make him pay. That is, until Nick Law came in to my life.
Indomitable, infuriating, and irresistible, Law is complicating things.
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Another knock sounded on the door and I burrowed farther into my couch. If it couldn’t hear me, then it couldn’t get me, right?
“Nami open your door! It’s me, Law!” I perked up a bit, looking at my door with less hostility and more interest. Why was Law here? Still, my interest was not enough to get me off the couch. Law was persona non grata in the DeGrace house.
“Go away!” I yelled, curling myself in blankets.
“I will stay here and wake up all of your neighbors if you don’t let me in!”
“Go ahead!” I yelled back. “They hate me anyway!” Silence radiated through the wood, and I hoped that Law had decided against staying. When I’d all but settled back into my alcohol-induced comfort, I heard something truly disturbing.
Singing.
Loud, operatic singing.
I could hear Law clearly through my door, though the language was unknown. He was bellowing the notes, his voice getting higher and louder. It was beautiful, but it was also incredibly annoying. I didn’t mind him waking up my neighbors—they’d been less than kind to me; I did mind, however, my neighbors calling the police. I didn’t want to deal with the police. Ever again, if I could help it.
I opened my door, angry, slightly tipsy, and using my blanket as a cape. Law didn’t stop singing even though I opened the door. He continued, his voice an operatic majesty that did not belong in my hallway. He even gesticulated with his hands.
“Stop!” I yelled. Law continued to sing, gesturing at my apartment that I blocked with my body. I glared furiously at him as I let him enter my apartment. He only stopped his song when I closed the door behind us.
“What the hell was that?” I fumed, trying to block him farther entry into my apartment. If I could keep him contained to just the entryway, then I technically hadn’t lost.
“Puccini. Madama Butterfly.”
I scoffed and, remembering why I hated Law, got to the point. “Why did you come here?”
“I decided that I do care what you think of me.” Before I could respond, Law pulled me in both arms and kissed me on the mouth, hard.




Mary Catherine Gebhard bites off more than she can chew and sometimes calls herself Eva Natsumi. She's lived in Salt Lake City, Utah her entire life, but occasionally goes on vacation from reality. Don't worry, she sends postcards.


Blog Tour :: Craving You :: Ashley Christin


Title: Craving You (TBX #2)
Author: Ashley Christin
Release Date: Dec 29, 2015
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Kelsey

Being around Parker Taylor is like walking a tightrope; the feelings of lust and hate come with the sway of my emotions. One foot in front of the other keeps my life balanced until he causes my steps to falter. One day, I hate his perfect self, and the next, I want to have his babies. He’s a bad habit I can’t allow myself to become addicted to …

Parker

Being around Kelsey Whitten makes my blood rush and not only south. One minute, I’m pushing her up on the bathroom counter, and the next, she’s cussing at me from those sweet lips of hers. One taste from her smart mouth and I'm sign-me-up-for-a-twelve-step-program addicted. She’s habit- forming and that doesn’t work for me …



Taking a few deep, quiet breaths, my mind tries to wrap around the information I just eavesdropped on. When the truck engine fires up, I’m jolted out of my thoughts, wasting no time to make it to him, desperate to be near him and not knowing why.
He’s rolling down his window when I jerk his door open, out of breath from my run and the words he told Ava. Emotions feed my soul, fueling my actions.
His face displays shock while his strong arms hold the door ajar. “Kelsey?”
Stomping my foot onto the running board of his truck brings me level with his beautiful face. “Shut up,” I demand then I attack his mouth, swept up in the emotions his earlier words brought. Parker tangles one hand in my hair at the base of my neck opening my mouth further to him while his other hand squeezes my body tight to his. I can smell the sweat on him as well as feel it while I run my hands through his helmet hair. I love him messy.
We part breathing heavy before I murmur against his lips, “I’m so proud of you, Parker.”
“I’ll ride like that or better every damn time for kisses like that.” His voice rumbles through me while his eyes spark, fueling my core. “You’re cute when you blush.” He rubs our noses against each other.
“Why’re you way out here when you should be celebrating?” My breathing accelerated.
“I’m beat. I could use a sugar high, sweetness.” Oh, ooooh, is this the ride Brea was talking about?
“You just said you’re tired.”
Strong arms pull me in tighter to his body. “Never too tired for you.” Since I’m still standing on the running board , I decide to throw one leg over and straddle his lap. The steering wheel digs into my back while his shifter digs into my center. “Askin’ for trouble,” he growls, fingertips digging into my hip bones to steady my grinding.
“I heard the ride after the ride is the best. Know anything about that?” I muse, licking my lips for good measure.
“Just might.” His teeth graze my bare shoulder while his hips thrust upward, and I let out a moan. I’m so, so thankful I decided on a sundress for today. “You’re fuckin’ killin’ me.”
“I’m ready for my run. However, I’m the only contestant.” I can feel my smile falter for a split second, and pray he didn’t notice. I don’t need my insecurities showing. “Hope I place.” Biting my bottom lip to hide my slip, I grind down on his hardness.
“Kelsey.” My name coming from his voice, rough but soft, like dead leaves rustling on the ground in the fall, hits me right in the heart. “You’re number one.” Strong hands roam over my neck, back, and shoulders as I try to push back the questions on the tip of my tongue. How many has he said that to in the past? The desert has relocated to my mouth; it’s so dry. I’m desperate to have him at this moment and to know the answer to my question. Calloused hands skim up and down my thighs while my fingers fumble to unbutton his jeans. Once the pesky zipper is finally down, I reach in, warm solid velvet greeting me and I grab a hold of my trophy. Sliding my palm back and forth, his head rises from watching me. “I need your sweetness, baby.”
One hand grips my left hip tightly as the other reaches under my skirt, finding the lace below. With ease, he slides it over, bunching it in his left hand that’s still holding my hip in place. A lone finger slides between my folds as a moan escapes me.
Parker’s lips part, absorbing my plea for more. “Please tell me you’re my prize, that this sweet pussy is mine.” My skin is hypersensitive to his touch, and his words are making it worse. If a body can call out to another, then mine is screaming for his. “Did you wear this sexy sundress for me?” His lips stealing my reply.
“Ah, yes. Parker, please …” He’s testing me, and I’m failing.
“Say you’re my prize. Tell me you want to ride my dick, Kelsey. I want to hear you fuckin’ say it because I damn sure want your beautiful pussy wrapped around me.” That dirty mouth does me in.
“If you want me as your prize, then fuck- ” Thrust. He slams into me, fingers biting into the flesh of my hips, and I love it. “Yessss.” The pant escapes me as I’m filled with him.
“Fuckin’ best.” Thrust. “Prize.” Thrust. “Ever.” My head falls back and the pressure of my back causes the horn to honk. I jump up trying to move off of him. “Don’t move.” I freeze and then am jolted forward as he shifts his seat back and continues. “Show me your tricks,” he muses, brow quirked up and that side smile in place.
Glancing around I see no one is surrounding the truck demanding we stop, as I thought. Everyone must be attending the after party. My body adjusts to fit him, but it feels amazing. I start to move, slow at first, but that doesn’t last long. Soon, the only sound that fills the cab is skin slapping skin. Sweat gathers on our bodies while I drown in the pleasure of having him inside me.
Parker pulls me close to him as we move together. Soft lips brush across mine. “I’ll never get enough of you.” We’re so deep in the passion of things, I can’t take his statement to heart, but damn, it’s hard. It flutters around in my ribcage, the betrayer. “Say it again.” I pull away for a moment to gaze into his eyes, and then it hits me, so I never lose my focus on him.
“I’m so very proud of you, Parker.” The whole time, he moves slowly inside me. In and out, pause, in and out. Two becoming one and damn, for the first time in forever, I wish I believed in fairy tales. He kisses me with so much depth, I feel it down to my toes and I cling to him. At this moment, I’m his.
Feeling him inside me brings so many emotions to the surface, emotions I’m not going to deal with. I feel him swell inside me, and I moan, “Parker.” I want him even closer, although we’re as close as two people could ever be.  I arch up as he slams into me, and I fall apart right in his arms. It hits me so hard, it’s unexpected.
“Sweetness, fuckkkk!” His teeth graze my shoulder during his climax, and my head slumps against his, exhausted. I wish I could stay in this moment forever, but now, I have to face the music. A kiss touches my shoulder where his bite marks must be, soothing it. “Kelsey.” Throat full of raw emotion, his voice causes my heart to drop out of my chest. I thought, I don’t know, I thought this meant something, but the regret in his voice doesn’t verify that.
Sliding off him and into the passenger seat, I adjust my dress and try to open the door while he buttons his jeans and slides the seat back up. Even though my heart is currently racing at full speed through my bloodstream, she finds time to let my brain know what she thinks. My brain refuses, but my soul overrules and my mouth speaks in a whisper. “I had to find you after your run and tell you how great you did. I’m … I’m so proud of you, Parker. I get it, trust me, I get what we are. Not that we are a ‘we,’ but you know what I mean.”
“No, I don’t. Tell me.” His growl startles me, and I whirl around to stare at him, his eyes burning.
“I’m not blind!”
“You sure ‘bout that? How’d you go and turn what just happened into shit? Fuck!” His fist slams against the steering wheel.
“Please, you know what the hell this is about.” I try to keep my voice calm to play off my emotions.
“Do you?” There’s a knock on the glass beside Parker. It’s a girl, shocker.
“Might wanna get that. Looks like someone else is looking for a ride too.” I go to open the door, but it’s locked. “Unlock the door.” My voice remains calm.
“Look at me.”
“No. Your next number one is here.” I know how childish I sound, but it’s the least of my worries at this moment.
The sound of his window motor fills the truck. “Hey Parker, Do you-”
“Busy.” And then he rolls it back up. “Fuckin’ look at me, Kelsey.” I don’t. Instead, I focus on the dragonfly that just landed on the hood. “My bare dick was just inside of you. Look. At. Me.”
“That doesn’t entitle you to me.”
“The fuck it doesn’t. I own that sweet pussy. Go, try and see if it wants any other flavor but me. You’ll be fuckin’ mistaken’.”
“Just might.”
“You do and that’ll be the last time you have me.”
“Maybe I don’t want you.”
“Keep tellin’ yourself that.”
“You’re an arrogant asshole.”
“Well, you attacked me for my dick today, so I must not be that bad.”
I jerk on the door handle. “Unlock this or I’ll break it.”
“Kiss me.”
I scoff. “Are you insane?”
“Again, you were just ridin’ my dick. I know you’re pissed now because you don’t understand it, but I still need a kiss.”
“Go kiss another girl.” I cross my arms.
“I don’t want any other girl.” My heart flutters. He leans over and wraps a hand around my wrist, untangling my arms. “I want you.” When I lean in to kiss him, he pulls away. “But I want you to want me just as bad as I want you.” I stare at him, dumbfounded. “I want you to crave me, and I always get what I want.”
Click.
The door unlocks, and I scurry out. Away from him and away from the feelings he erupts in me. 
No, thank you. Emotionless is my comfort zone.




I’m Texas proud with the accent to prove it. During the day I wear scrubs as a cape and try to save the world one patient at a time as a nurse. At night, mainly Friday nights, you can find me with a glass of wine faithfully by my side while I type away on the computer.  I seem to get my days and nights mixed up, because my best ideas come around midnight, so I’m a complete night owl. I have a long-term boyfriend who puts up with my crazy and a black lab named Sadie AKA Sadie Lady. In the in-between times of my life, I’m just tryin’ to survive my twenties with beer, good friends and fun adventures!