~~~RELEASE BLITZ ~ Never Let you Go by Monica Murphy~~~

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Blurb

The second novel in this darkly sexy contemporary series from bestselling author Monica Murphy wraps up an emotionally powerful two-part tale of forbidden love.

 

The truth hurts, they say—and my pain cuts deep. While I was falling for Ethan, he was deceiving me the entire time. He held a huge secret, protected by his lies. When I discovered what he was hiding, the truth shook my world, threatening to ruin us forever. Ruin me. But I soon realized that what we share can’t be destroyed.

The connection between us is too strong. It always has been. I can’t deny him any longer. And I can’t deny my truth: I’m in love with Ethan.

I don’t want to let him go.

While we’re trying our best to make this relationship work, other forces are fighting against us. My family, who wants to keep me safe. The media obsessed with my tragic past. The public that feeds off of it. Even Ethan’s father—the man who nearly destroyed me all those years ago. He’s doing his best to finish the job.

Despite my love for Ethan, the doubts creep in, clouding my mind. Is he worth the pain? Will our love survive, or will we have no choice but to end it—end us—once and for all?

Excerpt

“Maybe I care,” she retorts. “Think about what this will do to us.”

“What could it do? Force us to admit that yes, we’re in a relationship now? What’s wrong with that?”

“This so-called relationship only happened because you sought me out and then lied to me!” Her voice is shrill, her eyes wild, and she visibly shakes. She’s angry.

At me.

“I never meant—” I clamp my lips shut when I see her hostile expression. She looks ready to pounce. Christ, maybe she’s right. Maybe we shouldn’t have met today. Our hurt feelings are still too close to the surface, too raw and painful.

“Do you really think meeting me today was a mistake?” I need to know her answer, though I might not like it.

Katie watches me, pressing her lips together. I wait for her response, air lodged in my throat, my heart tripping over itself in my chest. I feel like it’s all come down to this. “This won’t work,” she whispers.

“What won’t?”

“Us. The two of us . . . together. We need to accept it.” Her face almost crumples but she somehow keeps it together, all while she slaughters my heart with her words. “We shouldn’t be seen together in public. If anyone recognizes us, it will become this—thing, and soon the media will be talking. About us and our sick relationship. And I don’t want that. I don’t think you do either.”

My spine stiffens involuntarily and I slowly back away from her, holding my hands up in front of me in pure defensive mode. As if my position can ward o the blow only her words can deliver.

I thought my father knew how to pack a punch, saying just the right thing to make me internally bleed. A few choice words from Katie Watts and I feel like I’m near death.

“You want me gone? I’m gone,” I tell her, but I don’t budge. I’m hoping she’ll stop me. Despite the pain she’s causing, I don’t want to walk away from her. Even though it feels like my heart is about to crack into a million tiny pieces. I swear she already broke my heart when she first found out who I really was and ran, exiting my life like she was never in it.

Now she doesn’t want to be seen with me in public. Doesn’t want Lisa to know. The rational side of my brain understands why she might feel that way. But the irrational side, the emotional side, is screaming in agony over her rejection, demanding that I hurt her back.

My vengeful side makes me think of my father.

I rub a hand across my chest to ease the radiating ache, but it doesn’t help. The way Katie watches me isn’t helping either.

“It’s for the best,” she whispers. “The minute she spots us, she’ll tell . . . everyone. And then we’re in trouble. They’ll twist our relationship into this weird, sick thing, and I can’t. I can’t bear it, Ethan. I’ve already suffered through too much and so have you. This—we’re not worth it.”

My mouth drops open. We’re not worth it? She’s the only person in my life who’s worth anything.

“I’m—I’m sorry.” The choked words leave her and I can’t say anything in return.

She turns and leaves, her steps hurried, her at black shoes slapping against the pavement as she scurries away. I watch her go, don’t stop her, don’t say her name. I don’t do a damn thing, as if I’m paralyzed, and I wonder for one crazy moment if I might be.

But I’m not. I’m just struck numb by her words, by her worry. She’s right. I know she’s right. The media will turn our relationship into a train wreck, and with good reason.

We are a train wreck. We shouldn’t have happened, but we did. No one else knows what it’s like to be me. No one under-stands what we went through together except her and me. But she has walked away from me yet again. Practically ran, and I did nothing about it.

Breathing deep, I tell myself to stay strong. Either this will work or it won’t—but I want it to. I’m desperate to keep that connection between us.

Yet I need to understand and respect her feelings. Forgive her for walking away from me so easily. It’s damn hard. That tiny, vulnerable part buried deep within me, that little boy who never felt wanted, the one who spent his entire life moving through it essentially alone . . .

He is devastated.

Never Tear Us Apart

Book One

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About the Author

New York Times, USA Today and international bestselling author Monica Murphy is a native Californian who lives in the foothills below Yosemite with her husband and three children. She’s a workaholic who loves her job. When she’s not busy writing, she also loves to read and travel with her family. She writes new adult and contemporary romance and is published with Bantam and Avon. She also writes romance as USA Today bestselling author Karen Erickson.

Representation: All questions regarding subsidiary rights for any of her books and inquiries regarding foreign translation should be directed to her agent Kimberly Whalen.

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~~~BOOK TOUR ~ Plow by Heather Stone~~~

PLOW is Heather Stone’s newest straight to the point novella  is NOW LIVE and ONLY $0.99!

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Blurb

Cold snow.

Empty tank.

HOT sex.

Courtney Brighten knows as the assistant to the governor she should avoid public indecency at all costs. But when your boyfriend is a cheat, emotions are high and you get stuck in a snowstorm all bets are off.

Can Courtney resist the sexual chemistry or will she succumb to her desires and find herself in the unemployment line?

**This is a short, happily ever after steamy novella. It contains insta-love and gets straight to the point.

Excerpt

Fuck, she’s gorgeous. Already a pain in my ass, but damn it if she isn’t the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.

“This isn’t necessary,” she says as she struggles to get out of my grasp. She’s hell-bent on freezing her ass off out here, but I’m not letting it happen on my watch.

“Settle down, Princess. If anyone is watching, they’ll think I’m kidnapping you.” I smirk.

“You practically are,” she wails.

“Are you always this princess like?”

“You keep calling me Princess? What’s that supposed to mean?” Her eyes narrow.

“Just what I said. Princess.” My lip turns up as she starts to pull away from me.

She shrugs out of my grip, which I allow, and heads towards my truck without another word. I watch her hips sway as she walks briskly. She’s completely underdressed for this kind of weather. Even before the snow started, it was definitely cold enough that she should have had a heavy coat. Nope, not princess. She’s in some long tight shirt over a pair of leggings. Her heels, although completely inappropriate for the weather only add to her sexiness.

She whips around when she gets to the truck. “Well, are you coming or are we to sit out here and freeze to death?”

I shake my head in exasperation and stalk towards her. I don’t miss her perusal of my body. She takes her time looking me over. It’s brazen and hot as fuck.

“See something you like, Princess?” I smirk once I’m within reach of her.

“I-what? You’re insane.”

I unlock the truck.

“Aren’t you going to open the door?” she questions.

“This isn’t valet. You can open it yourself.” Her thin arm reaches out and begins to struggle with the handle. She won’t be able to jimmy it open. That shits been busted for years. After struggling with it for a few minutes she turns to me, our gaze meeting and she furrows her eyebrows. My lip turns up and I finally help her out.

Once the door is open, she huffs but attempts to climb in. I place my hands on her slim hips to help give her a boost. She’s average height, 5’6” if I’m guessing, and her long blonde hair has me leaning in and catching a whiff of coconut. I sigh without thinking.

“Did you just sniff my hair?” she calls over her shoulder.

“Get in.” I nudge her ass.

“Hey!” she yells.

“Princess, I’m freezing my dick off out here. Can you get a move on?”

“You can’t be serious!”

“Just get in the damn truck.” My jaw clenches and starts to rattle from the cold. As soon as she clears the door, I plop into the driver's seat and turn up the heat full blast.

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~Release Blitz - Cousins In Love by Lisa Lang Blakeney~

     

"They all think that I'm a phase. A fetish. A tempora

ry fixture. But I love my cousin Elizabeth, and there isn't sh*t anyone can do to change or destroy that … even her." Being hopelessly in love with tatted, sexy, bad boy, Roman Masterson can be exactly what one would imagine. Intense. Passionate. Consuming. Dangerous. After fighting so hard to be together, there still continues to be forces working against them. Yet the most difficult obstacles seem to be the ones that come from within.

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Our passion is incredibly intense.

The connection between us borders on the possessive.

Our feelings are absolutely forbidden.

We're cousins…

The question now is…what the f*ck are we going to do about it?

Excerpt

“What’s my name Duchess?” “Roman I-“ “Uh-uh. That’s not what you call me.” I think for a minute. Oh… “Masterson.” “That’s right baby. My dick gets so hard when you call me Masterson. When you start calling out my name in a few minutes, that’s the name I better hear.” I close my eyes as he gives that visual. Me calling out his name. And I get even wetter. “Open those beautiful fucking eyes Duchess. I want them on me. I want to watch them tear up when I make you fall apart for me again. Eyes. On. Me.” He slides a second finger in. Pumping them rhythmically in and out of my core with the deep precision of a pro. How he talks to me, what he’s doing to me, it’s all so ridiculously addictive. I want more, I need more. “Please-“ “Shhh Duchess. When it comes time for you to beg, I’ll tell you baby.” Then he stops completely. I watch him with bated breath as he gets down on the floor on his knees directly in front of me and stares at me with great intensity before he speaks again. I can feel my heartbeat all the way up in the middle of my throat. “Ask me what I plan on doing with your body Duchess.” Oh God. “Whaaa… what do you plan on doing with my body Masterson?” He smiles wickedly. “I’m going to have you lift up this pretty skirt all the way to your waist, and you’re lucky I don’t tear this fucking thing to shreds, because I know you wore it specifically for the swimmer. Nevertheless, you’re going to lift that skirt up high for me. Then ask me what comes next Duchess.” Both of his hands are under my skirt now. Kneading my thighs and the crease of where my thighs meet my hips. Thumbs rubbing all around the outside of my labia. It feels a little bit like torture and a lot like heaven. When I open my mouth to respond, nothing but a soft moan escapes. “Ask me Duchess.” He says again as my massage becomes firmer and deeper just like the bass in his voice. “What are you going to do next?” I manage to get out. “ I’m going to spread your legs wide while you stretch your arms across the back of the sofa and you’re going to keep them there. Now ask me what’s next Masterson.” “What’s next?” I gasp as my head falls backs as he starts to softly kiss the inside of my knees. I know it’s a matter of time before he starts working his way up. Roman seems to really enjoy being between my legs, but not more than I like him being there. I’m aching for him. I need to come. He stops all movement again, and I would yell out of utter aggravation if I didn’t think it would inspire him to do something far worse. I think he’s taking great pleasure in this game of denying me. “You forgot the last part of that question Duchess.” Wait what?! Oh… “Masterson.” I smile. Of course. He loves it when I call by his last name. “You’re fucking up Duchess. Start over from the beginning.” This time he grabs both of my nipples through my shirt and begins to roll them tightly between his thumbs and pointer fingers. A most delicious distraction that takes the orgasm that was already slowly building and rolling it straight front and center. I’m about to come hard. That’s when his hands and body back completely away from me. I want to cry and then kick him straight in the gut for stopping. “I have one rule Duchess. Your orgasms belong to me. You’ll come when I tell you to come.” I take a second to get control of my breathing as the immediate need to come subsides. “Let’s try this shit again. What do I want to hear?” “What are you going to do next with my body Masterson?” I ask in the most business-like tone I can muster. “That’s what I wanted to hear. You’re learning. Next I’m going to get a good hold on that beautiful ass of yours, lift you high while you hold on tight, and eat what’s mine.”

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I grew up an only child gorging myself on daytime soaps, night time dramas, and romance novels. I write steamy new adult contemporary romance featuring strong alpha men and the smart women they seek to claim. I tend to favor continuing storylines and sagas, although I will write a stand alone novel when inspiration strikes. My novels will probably always contain something a bit taboo, lots of dirty language, and mature content... so be warned:)

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~~~Review - Betrayed By Blood (The Betrayed Series Book 1) by Victoria Renteria~~~

"Secrets hurt when they're kept hidden, burried deep inside where no one can see them..."
Child abuse is an overwhelming subject to write about and I admire every author who is willing to take that risk and tell a story about this kind of struggle. 
This is what this book is all about...
Abuse, servive, sadness, struggle, love and hope! 
Betrayed by Blood brought to my attention by the amazing person who wrote it. Victoria is a super sweetheart that I just couldn't wait for her debute novel to be released and I'm so happy for her for fulfilling her dream. 
Kylee is a English school teacher. She loves her job and manage to work through her ghosts from her past as a victim of child abuse. 
After trying to help one of her students and almost being raped, she accept a job offer in Korea. That's where she meets Alex... Oh Alex... 
Alex is a Delta Force army man who stays in Korea for an investigation along with his team mates. His attraction to Kylee is too strong to ignore and they both find themselves just can't stay away. 
Although her ghosts are always there, Alex manages to help her deal with them and breaks her walls of trust issues. 

But, like every good ol' story, past has it's way of getting back and mess things up...
This is the 1st book of a trilogy. It ends with such a massive cliffhager that I truly can't wait for book #2!!!
Great job Victoria! I couldn't have been more proud of you! 
Write woman, write!

~Release Day Blitz - Circles of Trust by Christine Hart~

 

Davis believed his life and everything about it was perfect. He had a great job, his own house on the beach complete with a private 'dungeon' for his more adventurous encounters, great friends, the perfect club membership at a private BDSM club, and what he felt was most important, total control - until the day he was forced to realize that perfection wasn't something he could control. Imanya and Kaena were as opposite as two women could be, but had one thing in common...Davis. Learning to trust again will prove that while he is the 'dominant' in the bedroom, they control what really matters...his heart.

 

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Christine Hart started writing about romance in grade school when she wrote a story about a love struck puppy. The puppy got his happy ending and Christine became addicted to writing. Believing there can never be enough romance in the world, Christine enjoys writing about unusual, quirky and slightly neurotic characters who sometimes make unlikely choices as they deal with even more unlikely situations but always find true love and their happily-ever-afters. She currently resides in California and even when life interrupts, which it usually does, has made it a rule to write every day - even if it's only one line.

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