Saturday, January 31, 2015

Cover Reveal: Unexpected Changes (Book 2 Chances Series) by AM Willard



Synopsis

It’s time for a change; just as with every season you have to dig deep within to find new color. When you think your world has turned black and grey, you search for a solution to bring light back. In this case for Tabitha, it’s Carter Northwood and him Tabitha.

The only problem is the tangled web of lies that have grown deep into Carter’s veins. He’s set out to find answers, but knows some lives will never be the same once revealed.

Who will get hurt in the process?

As Tabitha’s recovers from being shattered again, she’s forced to watch from the sidelines while others move along.

On a mission to make a new life for herself, she’s not only barricaded her heart, but world. Is it too late to reconcile a love that you thought was present?

Can two people look past the evil to find the good that’s standing right in front of them?

Is love really strong enough to heal the broken?

Is trust handed back to the one your soul screams for? 



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Blog Tour: Indulgence by Jeanne McDonald

Indulgence
by: Jeanne McDonald
Genre: Erotica/Erotic Romance
Release date: January 4, 2015
One night of indulging in her carnal nature will unlock a world of mystery and desire she never dreamed existed.
A year has passed since Addison George was left at the altar after her husband-to-be announced he was gay.  Still friends despite what happened, she secretly harbors hope that all of this was a phase and he will come crawling back to her.  That dream is shattered when he announces that he’s engaged to the man he left her for.  

Spiraling out of control, Addison agrees to accompany her best friend to the sex party of the year. Hosted by world-renowned erotic romance author, Sebastian Hawk, exposed anonymity is the name of the game.  The rules are simple: all guests are required to remain nude for the duration of the event, except for a mask to hide one’s identity, and everyone must partake in at least one salacious delight.

Out of her sexual league, Addison spends the evening with a certain clothed employee who explains to her the world in which the enigmatic author lives.  While she wishes to understand more about the strange novelist, Addison can’t help but feel drawn to the handsome and mysterious employee who has introduced her to the sensual realm of Indulgence.

Lost in a world of secrets and passion, Addison will unmask the man behind the mystery while exploring her carnal nature.  Through it all, she’ll discover that not everything is as it seems, and to never judge a book solely by its cover.


Jeanne McDonald began telling stories at the ripe young age of five, when her mother considered the truth to be a lie due to her extensive embellishment to the retelling of an event.  She wrote her first short story when she was twelve years old, and at the age of sixteen she tried her hand at poetry.  She reconnected with her love for writing in 2010 thanks to the encouragement of a dear friend.


Her passions include a "mild" Starbucks addiction, music, reading, quotes, movies, and romance.  When she's not spending time with her family, she can be found reading, writing, chatting with her friends or diligently working toward her bachelor's degree in Literature.  A proud Texan, Jeanne currently resides in the Dallas/Fort Worth area with her family.
 
Indulgence by jeanne mcdonald

                    
  
          



Other works by this author
ARayofHope     25684-coversmall     The Certainty of Deception by Jeanne McDonald     A Hot Mess by Jeanne McDonald     Branded Anthology

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I extended my hand out to her, almost afraid she might bite it off.  She wrapped the red ribbon around my wrist, prepared to clasp it together with an adhesive strip.  “You are to wear your card at all times.  In each room, you will find plenty of writing, utensils along with protection.  For every partner you engage in activities with tonight, you’re required to notate their name on this card.  Tomorrow morning, you will hand this back in and we will return your license to you.  Is that clear?”
My jaw nearly hit the floor.  Not that I thought keeping track of our partners was a bad idea, because it was quite brilliant, but having some stranger sifting through my sex partners left me unsettled.  My crush on Sebastian Hawk was a moot point.  It was bad enough he had access to everything else, including my blood type.  This was my private affair, and I wanted it to remain that way.
I ripped my arm back before the clasp completely closed, leaving the card in scary lady’s hands.  “Excuse me, but I wish to keep my card.  It’s no one else’s business who I fuck but my own.”
“Addison,” Amber warned me.
I jerked my head up, looking at Amber.  “No.  This is ludicrous,” I argued.  “Who gives him the right to know who I fuck or not?”
“It’s no big deal.  Just take the card,” she hissed.
I might’ve been out my comfort zone, but I also wasn’t the type of person who’d back down when I felt something wasn’t right.  I had no qualms in speaking my mind.  It might’ve gotten me in trouble more times than not, but I figured if I didn’t defend myself, who would?
“No.  You said this was about freedom, about taking chances, but there are some things I don’t take chances with.  I refuse to allow…”
Out of no where, a man appeared behind the desk.  His light, blue-eyed gaze washed over me, causing every follicle on my skin to stand on end.  My body tingled with excitement.  All I could do was stare at him.  He was the epitome of a god.  
Skin, lightly kissed by the sun.  Hair, the color of pale gold.  He was tall but the air around him made him appear taller.  The tip of his tongue darted out over his lips, and I had the sudden urge to reach out and capture it between my teeth.  My eyes drifted down, catching the sight of a hard, lean body.  His hands tucked away in his pockets, pulling his suit jacket away from his hips.  When I realized I was staring at his crotch, I quickly shifted my eyes to meet his.  Bad move.  Once locked in his sights, I was done for.
“Sebastian Hawk,” I rasped.  



Cover Reveal: Finding Resolution by Natalie Gayle



Book: Finding Resolution (Centre Games #4)
Author: Natalie Gayle
Release Date: February 28th, 2015
Hosted by:  Book Empire Promotions 


SYNOPSIS

Finally, Dr. Jasmine Carter (Jazz) was getting her shot at taking the lead on one of the Centre’s highly covert operations. Great, wonderful, a dream come true even—you’d think. Well, that was until Mr. Tall, Dark, and Broody—Quade Roston, her fellow Centre co-worker—was assigned to be her partner.

For the last twelve months, these two had been at war. In fact, they’d elevated trading verbal barbs to the level of an international sport. For all the antagonism, the chemistry between them was just as strong. They both knew it—their teammates knew it. But what the hell were they going to do about it?

Simple—Jazz issues a challenge to Quade that she thinks he’ll never accept nor live up to.

Then their seemingly straightforward assignment to investigate a few cases of a mystery illness suddenly morphs into something much more deadly. Jazz finds herself the unknowing target in the middle of a bikie war. Now she’s dealing with threats from all corners. But maybe, just maybe, the biggest threat will be to her heart.


BOOK SERIES AND PURCHASE LINKS

  

Note: All books can be read as a Standalone

Book One: Finding Trust (Currently 99cents)
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Book Two: Finding Judgement
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Book Three: Finding Freedom
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ABOUT the AUTHOR


Natalie is the author of the Centre Games Series.  A fast paced, romantic suspense series set on the Gold Coast, Australia.  The series tells the stories of the Centre, a quasi government agency established to fight environmental, biological and agricultural threats. The Centre Games books are filled with hot alpha males and the feisty independent females strong enough to capture their hearts. Natalie’s books pack lots of action, hot romance and surprises.

A confessed readaholic and romantic junkie, Natalie spends her time juggling a busy career as an IT professional and author.  In between staring at a computer screen (she spends lot time doing that!) Natalie, enjoys living the Gold Coast life with her very tolerant husband and two school aged children. 

She loves spending time with family and friends, hitting the beach, cooking, working out and curling up with a good book.  Her pet hates are cleaning and anything else that can be considered “domestic dullness”.  If she could have one wish it would be to be able to fit 48 hours into 24. 

Natalie is currently working on her fifth instalment for the Centre Games Series and a brand new series for 2015.


Social Links
Twitter: @NatalieGayle1

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Blog Tour: Broken City by D.D. Chant


Broken City
Broken City #1
Genre/Age Group- 16+
By- D.D. Chant


A girl with no future
A man with no past
A little lost boy
And those who seek to find him....


....Welcome to Deeta's world.


Deeta Richards has never seen the outside world. Before she was born a banking crisis brought civilization to an end and now no one leaves the safety of the compounds unless they need to, but Deeta still dreams of seeing more than the building she was born in.

Tom is in the guard, this group are the only people that the tribal elders allow to leave the compound and Tom knows only too well that Deeta could never survive the harshness that exists outside. Then tragedy strikes and Deeta and her Sister Jan find themselves captured by a hostile tribe. Why does Tom know so much about these people? And why do they know so much about him? As this mystery draws to a climax, they discover that their friend Tom is not quite what he seems...

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Excerpt

The unspeakable pain that encases my head is so all consuming that for the first few minutes of consciousness, all I can do is remain completely still where I lay. By and by I manage, with my eyes still closed, to take a rough stock of my surroundings. The surface that I am stretched out on is hard, and there is the faint sensation of motion. Above me I can hear the low murmur of whispered conversation, then I remember Jan.
My eyes open quickly, too quickly I realise as my eyes react painfully to the light. I turn my head to find, with relief, that Jan is laying beside me. Her dark eyelashes are lying peacefully on her cheeks, so she must still be unconscious. I close my eyes again, trying to fight the nausea welling up within me but the motion is making it worse.
“Looks like one of them is coming round.” The voice is unfamiliar.
“Best thing you can do is turn her lights out for her.” Comes a second, faintly aggrieved, and more familiar voice.
I open my eyes again and blink slowly, carefully, a few times to bring the speakers into focus. There is a row of seats to each side of us, occupied by soldiers, four to a side. Their visors are up, and they stare down at our hitherto inert forms interestedly.
For some moments I stare at them as they are staring at me, before the hazy recollection that I am only wearing pyjamas crawls into my mind. It’s immediately followed by the reassuring secondary realisation that we have been further covered by rough woollen blankets.
There is a sudden lurch as movement stops, and the soldiers open the tailgate of what I now perceive is a truck. A moan beside me signals Jan’s struggle toward consciousness.
“Come on, missy, up you get.” One of the soldiers holds my arm, and is gently trying to encourage me to rise. “Come on, up you get; you’ll feel better soon.”
For a second I stare at him blankly.
“I’m sorry.”
Turning abruptly I throw up, and I hear rather than see him pull away from me.
“I’m really sorry.”
Again a wave of nausea sweeps over me and I convulse.
“I’m so sorry!” My voice is unsteady and my whole form trembling.
“That’s alright, missy, are you going to…” He makes a sketchy gesture.
“No, no; I’m fine now.” I can feel moisture standing icy cold on my brow.
“Come on now, missy.” He wraps the blanket around me more securely, and lifts me into his arms.
“James, lad, get the other one would you?” He calls over his shoulder.
I hadn’t realised that I’d been out of it for so long, but the sky is bright, and sunshine gives me a headache. Closing my eyes against the harshness of the light, the sickness I’m feeling lessens. I hear a door open, and the crunch of gravel ceases as he steps into a noisy room. I turn my head into his shoulder away from the glaring lights.
“And to the victor goes the spoil, hey, Simon?”
“Hello, sir, I’m glad to see you safe,” answers my captor.
“Have a bit of a struggle with her did you? I’d have thought…” The amused voice stops suddenly, and when he next speaks his voice is low. “You’d better get her to a bed.”
“Yes, sir, I’m on my way to the ward.”
“No!” His voice is harsh, and he moderates his tone for his next words. “She isn’t as bad as all that. She just needs some quiet; take her to a holding room.”
“But, sir, she’s had a nasty hit to the back of her head, shouldn’t a doctor—”
“Take her to the holding room, Simon, and be as quick as you can.” The voice commands authoritatively.
“But there’s another girl...”
“Then take them both!”
I’m only half aware of the conversation taking place, being more concerned by my discomfort than
anything else. We begin to move again and the hubbub gets fainter, until the only sound is that of Simon and James footsteps.
The bed that I am placed on is hard, and covered in a plastic that crackles when I move. I lay still listening to the sound of my captor creeping around the room quietly. Soon he comes to stand near the bed again.
“Here, missy; this’ll make you feel better.”
He raises my head and shoulders, and I sip gratefully at the water he is holding to my lips. When I’m finished he lays me gently back down on the bed, and I open my eyes into narrow slits. My helper is a tall man with thick gray hair and blue eyes.
“What’s your name?”
“Simon Rush at your service, missy,” he answers promptly. “And what’s yours?”
“Deeta Richards, please could you tell me what you’ve done with my sister?”
“She’s next door sleeping like a baby,” he answers. “So you’re sisters are you? I thought as much. What’s your sister’s name?”
“Jan… please sir; is she alright?”
I try to sit up at this juncture, but he pushes me back down.
“Don’t worry; she’s fine. She’ll have a headache like yours when she comes round, but she’ll be ok. The best thing both of you can do is sleep.”
The plastic covering crackles as he stands, but before he can leave I grab his hand.
“Thank you, Mr. Rush, for all your kindness; I’ll not forget it.”


   

Release Blitz #giveaway: Double Betrayal by Ada Frost



"I'm breaking my promise not to let another man into my life.
For one night, I belonged to someone."

Title: Double Betrayal
Author: Ada Frost
Series: Surviving Series, Book 3
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance
Release Date: January 29th, 2015
Cover Designer: Ada Frost, Kage Cover Designs
Editor: Hot Tree Editing

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Emily’s life had three basic rules, love her family fiercely. Never expect forever and most importantly, shield her heart from pain. At a tender age she learnt love is not forever, sex destroys and if you don’t invest your heart, it can never be broken. She played life safe. 

All it takes though, is one moment, a defining light in the perpetual darkness to bring life into your heart. For Emily, it was a night she would never forget, an ordinary evening of dancing, drinking and if she was in the mood, a brief one night stand. But then he beguiled her. His emerald eyes captivated and enslaved her to him. 

What Emily didn’t anticipate was the mysterious giant to sit beside her and rock her foundations. His dirty mouth and sexy innuendos intrigued her. The green eyed Adonis took her for the ride of her life, on his motorbike. One she would never forget. He intertwined himself into her life and captured her soul.

But the illusion of beauty can hide a broken past. And as the lovers fall deeper, the darkness leeches into the light, suffocating and destroying all within its path. Until there is nothing left but betrayal and shattered hearts. 

*This is the third in the series but intended as a standalone. 
**Due to sexual content, it may not be suitable for readers under the age of 18 years of age. 





He didn’t ascend the two steps up to the raised floor I was on, so we were now more or less of similar height. It was a little disconcerting he was still taller, even at my advantage.
“Did you just tattletale like a little bitch?”
“He was touching your ass.”
“You–”
“And if you want me to be your bitch, I can do that.” The grin that spread across his handsome face showcased a sexy line of white teeth. He had a very small slit in his lip, as if he suffered from dry lips. Without thought, I leaned forward and sucked his bottom lip into my mouth. He tasted like beer and delicious man. I knew I was risking the giant’s bollocks kissing him in front of my brothers, but I couldn’t stand more time passing without having a little taste.
I pulled away, slowly releasing his lip with a nip of my teeth. He didn’t make any move to touch me, or kiss me back. He simply stared at me with shining eyes and a hot smirk.
“Dance with me.” It wasn’t a question; I wanted to feel his body against mine.
“Can I touch your ass?”
I didn’t answer; I simply sauntered back onto the dance floor. I glanced over my shoulder and offered him a coy smile. Acis had scared the poor young guy away.
I started the slow sway of my hips, keeping my eyes pinned to my avid admirer. His eyes tracked my movements. The sway of my hips, the bend of my knee, the curve of my waist. Slowly, he walked toward me with the prowl of a dangerous animal ready to capture his prey. I expected him to wrap his arm around my body and pull me against him, but instead, he lifted his hand and hooked his finger under my chin and ran his thumb over my bottom lip.
“You’re a dangerous woman, pixie-girl.”
I didn’t speak; I simply stared into his eyes and wrapped my lips around his thumb and sucked it into my mouth, licking the pad before slowly releasing it. His eyes flared and his extremely long lashes battered against his cheeks like butterflies trying to escape.  Finally, his thick arm banded around my back and lifted me up against him, my feet dangled near his shins. There was no finesse in the way I crashed against him—as I said, I was clumsy. But the heat of his skin burned against me, igniting a desperate need inside me. I pressed my hands against his chest and curled my fingers into the fabric, anchoring myself to him as he pressed his hips against mine and started a slow sensuous rocking. With each wave of movement, my stomach tightened as his hips and hard-on pressed perfectly against me. I parted my legs slightly, allowing him to slide his thigh between my legs. His hand caressed my waist as it slid down my side, over the small of my back, to cup my arse. He pressed against me, bringing me tightly against his hardness. I closed my eyes and a small moan escaped me as electric pulses throbbed through me.
The scratch of stubble against my cheek and the hot warmth of his breath made me shiver violently.
“I want to feel, touch, and taste your skin, Pix,” he whispered against my ear, the seductive baritone of his voice shattering any protests I may have had. Which I didn’t. I tightened my fist in his shirt, certain I was nipping his flesh.
“I want you to watch as my tongue licks every inch of this perfect body. Starting with your tight nipples.” He took my earlobe into his mouth and nipped with his teeth. I melted against him. The only support for my weakened body was my grip on his shirt and his hands on my arse.
“I—” I said breathlessly as he licked a warm path down my neck to cover my throbbing pulse with his mouth, sucking hard against my heated flesh.
“Either way, babe, I need you naked.”



Other Books in the Surviving Series

Elemental Fear
(Book 1)
Available HERE
Surviving Love
(Book 2)
Available HERE





Hi! What to say about myself...I don't really have anything interesting to offer other than I love to read, and create stories for others to enjoy. I've always been told I have a vivid imagination, I just lacked the confidence to pursue putting it onto the written page. But finally I embarked on making a single dream come true. 

I love to read, and write. I only read romance, any genre really, but it has to have a beautiful romance. I also demand a HEA, even if it takes two or three books to get there. Reality is too broken and jaded without having to live through the trauma and angst in a book for it to end unhappily.