Tuesday, September 29, 2015

**BT & Giveaway** Until Jax ~ Aurora Rose Reynolds






Meet Jax and Ellie in this instalove, alpha romance!
Until Jax is LIVE!  #Boom
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Ellie Anthony isn’t looking for love. She isn’t even looking for a man, but when Jax Mayson insists on keeping her and her daughter safe, she’s left with no choice but to trust him. Now she just hopes she doesn’t get hurt when she falls hard for a guy who’s known for breaking hearts.

Jax Mayson knows that Ellie is his BOOM the moment he sees her. When he finds out she has a daughter, he realizes he wants a family, and he will do whatever is necessary to keep both of his girls safe, even if that means facing the demons from his past.

“Thank you again for taking me.” Pulling my eyes from the road for a brief moment, I look at Ellie. Her head is resting against the window, her legs pulled up onto the seat, tucked near her ass, and her arms are wrapped tight around them. One thing I’ve noticed about her over the last few hours is she’s always wrapping her arms around herself or tucking her body into a tight ball. It’s like she’s forcing herself to stay together.
“I told you I got you, baby,” I say gently, wanting more than anything to take her hand in mine, but every time I touch her, she freezes up like she’s waiting for me to strike out at her, and I would be lying if I said that didn’t piss me the fuck off. It does; it feels like a slap in the face every time it happens.
“I know,” she whispers, and the tears I hear in her voice cause a sharp pain in my chest.
Fuck.
“This is the turnoff.” Her feet go to the floorboard and her hands to the dash as she sits up taller, moving her face closer to the windshield. We drive up a long dirt driveway with forest and the occasional broken down car on each side. When we make it to the top of the hill, a singlewide trailer comes into view, with junk cars and garbage piled up out front.
As soon as I come to a stop, she opens her door and hops out before I can tell her to keep her little ass in the cab. I don’t even know how I’m going to deal with the range of emotions that have settled over me since seeing her for the first time.
“Fucking Boom,” I mutter, getting out behind her and doubling my steps until I’m able to reach her side, where I wrap my hand around her waist and pull her closer to me. She’s so fucking tiny that the top of her dark head sits right at my chest. So fragile, from her too soft skin to her petite size. And she’s mine.



Sweet Jesus, Jax Mayson, just became the ulitmate  BBF. 

If you have read Aurora Rose Reynolds books before you've heard of the #BOOM. Jax just had his in the form of Ellie. 

Ellie we met briefly at the end of Until July, when she was rescued from her kidnappers. Until Jax starts up with Ellie freshly reunited with her daughter and has to make the decision of where to go from here. Jax takes care of all that when he and his family move her in with him. It was refreshing to see Ellie go from a scared mouse into a fiery woman who stands up to Jax and his manhandling.

Jax knows that Ellie is his one. Keeping her close and convincing her of the same seems to be the issue. How is he supposed to protect her and her daughter if she's so stubborn?? 

Aurora Rose Reynolds has done it again with Jax. He's completely and totally SWOON worthy. Where can I get one??  




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Aurora Rose Reynolds is a navy brat who's husband served in the United States Navy. She has lived all over the country but now resides in New York City with her Husband and pet fish. She's married to an alpha male that loves her as much as the men in her books love their women. He gives her over the top inspiration everyday. In her free time she reads, writes and enjoys going to the movies with her husband and cookie. She also enjoys taking mini weekend vacations to nowhere, or spends time at home with friends and family. Last but not least she appreciates everyday and admires it's beauty.
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Monday, September 28, 2015

*~*~* Release Day Blitz & Giveaway *~*~* A Winter's Date by J. Epps & S. Brummer

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Go ahead—underestimate me.

“My patience is an illusion, and I don’t have to prove that you’re mine—you should already know.”

The Ballerina
His once formidable and unpredictable storm shifts with the turn of our relationship. I’ve noticed that I can put a stop to the darkness that the storm brings, but I haven’t managed to avoid the strike. The severity of the storm has impacted my life vastly, and I won’t walk out of it unscathed. He’s followed me as I’ve chased my dreams, but can he catch me when I fall?

The Storm
She’s used to keeping the world at bay, and she has kept her world exclusively to herself, but I won’t allow it any longer. Up until now I’ve lived a life for myself, but my situation has since changed, and her desirable ember has burnt a rift through me. Regardless of what has been thrown at us, I will promise her the stars.

This novel contains mature themes, strong language, and sexual situations. It is intended for adult readers.

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Jess & Sasha
JSAuthors. The co-authors come as a package deal with extravagant ribbons laced on top. Their combined enthusiasm is seen as a pink sunrise, uniquely captivating. They share a love for writing, fictional romance, passion-fruit tea lemonade, sweetened and shaken on ice, as well as the color pink. Their combined efforts to share their internal monologues, since they share a brain, can be found in The Date Series.
Jess is a registered dental hygienist by day and a contemporary romance author by night. She currently resides in the Greater St. Louis area with her husband of over a year. When Jess isn't writing (meaning her characters aren't demanding her undivided attention), she enjoys reading books, scouring Pinterest, collecting fountain pens, and traveling with her husband.
A self-published author by night and all around busybody by day, Sasha is an international baby, born in gorgeous South Africa. Her cultured lifestyle is one that many don't get to experience. Four countries, and a co-author later, she has published her first book of The Date Series. When she's not preoccupied with her imposing owl fixation, she's hashing out new ways to translate a titillating and libidinous scene onto a page.



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*~*~* Blog Tour & Giveaway *~*~* Pushed Torn Book One by A.F. Crowell





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Trauma nurse Leila Matthews is about to meet the
one man who can tear through her emotional defenses, but the billionaire
playboy will have a harder time winning her heart than her body. Sexy,
emotional and intense, Pushed, book one in the Torn series, begins the saga of
Brody, Leila, and Jaxon. 




UNTO OBLIVION

Nurse Leila Matthews has seen it all, or so she
thought until this morning. Into the chaos of her trauma ward walked a man more
intense than anything she has ever known. His smile tore away all her defenses,
and his kiss ignited flames damped for far too long—and a knowledge that such
dangerous ripples are only the beginning.


Brody Davis is anything but safe. Wealthy,
handsome, and unrepentantly single, the billionaire’s first priority is
himself…and the pleasure of every woman he’s sure to leave. Yet his best
friend’s baby sister is temptation itself. If any female could make him stay,
it would be Leila, whose sweet lips and sweeter flesh push him to be better
than he believes he can. He desires a quick conquest. The battle for Leila’s
heart is yet to be fought. And he is not the only combatant.



I was given an ARC of this book for my honest review.  This book is a definite must read.  You will find it very hard to put this book down until you get to the very last page.  When you finally read the last page, it will leave you in suspense. You will be wanting more of these characters.  Leila is a smart, sassy, and independent woman who trusts very few people.  When she finds herself on the other side of the job she loves, life quickly changes.  While she waits for her brother to fight for his life, Leila's life is getting turned upside down by someone she least expected.  Brody, her brothers friend is a hot, single bachelor that isn't looking for anything permanent until he meets the one woman he can't seem to resist. The romance that blossoms between these two is too hot to handle, but just when you think things can't get any steamier... they do.  You add a very sexy biker in to this love triangle who isn't taking no for an answer, causes Leila to have a very difficult dilemma.  Does she follow her heart to Brody or does the temptation of Jaxon prove to be too much.  I guess you will have to read to find out.  A.F. Crowell did an excellent job bringing these characters to life.  The book is full of twists and turns that will make you craving the need to read book two.  I loved this book and look forward to the next release.




“You know what you’re gonna get?” I asked, placing my menu on the table next to me.

“I think I’m going to get a steak. Probably the rib eye with a baked potato,” he said, making my mouth water.

“Oh, that sounds yummy. I wish I could eat a loaded baked potato, mmmm. Carbs are my favorite enemy.” I giggled at my own comment.

He let his menu fall away from his face. “You do realize you’re thin, right? You can eat whatever you want.”
I burst out laughing. “I’m ‘thin’ because I don’t eat whatever I want. That, and because I run like I’m being chased by a clown with a bloody knife. Thank God I have Ruger, he loves to run.” I smiled at the thought of my slobbery best friend.

The waiter returned and Brody ordered for both of us. Returning to our conversation, Brody asked how I came to own a drug-sniffing retired police dog.

“He couldn’t work anymore. He’s seven years old, which is young for a K-9 to be retired, but his hip dysplasia made it difficult for him to run down a suspect,” I explained. “I have to keep the remote close when I watch TV because if he hears sirens, he runs to the door and freaks out. And God forbid if Drew shows up in uniform or in a marked car. Ruger still has the drive, but his hips are too arthritic.”

“Poor guy, that sucks,” Brody sympathized. “I hope I never have to be put on the sidelines and watch people do my job.” His cell phone started buzzing on the table.

“Damn, sorry I thought I put it on silent, not vibrate,” he apologized, picking up the phone. “Shit, Leila, I’m sorry I have to take this. I’ll be right back.” He answered the phone and walked back toward the front of the restaurant.

As busy as it was, I knew our food wouldn’t be out anytime soon so it wasn’t a big deal. He’d be gone only a minute or two. I turned, looking out the window and watched the boats on the choppy water, when all of the sudden I heard a deep, sultry, yet gravelly voice.

“Excuse me, don’t I know you?” Turning around I was staring at the sexy-as-fuck badass biker from two weeks ago. Damn, is it possible he’s even hotter than before? Shit, what was his name?

“Yeah, you’re that nurse from the ER, aren’t ya? The one who patched me up and then refused to let me buy ya a drink.”

“Uh, yeah.” Shit, shit, shit. Horrible fucking timing, dude. I tried to look around him to see if Brody was on his way back.

“Why don’t you let me buy you a drink?” he offered.

“Actually, I am here with someone. He just stepped out front to take a phone call; he should be back any minute.” Silently I begged for tall, dark and slightly dangerous to leave before Brody got back.

“Leila, right?” he asked.

“Right, but how do you know my name? I certainly don’t remember yours.”

“It’s not every day that a woman turns me down. I tend to remember her name, and since there’s only ever been you, it’s a short list.” He stopped a waiter, took his pen and check pad, scribbled something down and placed a page in my hand.

Geez. Conceited much?

“Call me when you’re ready for that drink. Only live a few miles from here so if your friend doesn’t come back, call me.” He nodded and walked away. I looked down at the crumpled paper. Jaxon. I stared at the name and number and shoved it in my purse.

Thank God, that was close. I didn’t see Brody taking too kindly to Jaxon’s offer to take me out. Speaking of Brody, where the hell was he? Just as I started to look around, our food arrived. Okay, what the fuck? It had been more than five minutes. I looked at my watch. Crap, it was almost 5:30, visiting hours started in thirty minutes.

Do I get up and look for him? I didn’t have his cell phone number to even call him. I’d wait another minute or so and then if he wasn’t back, I’d walk out front and find him.

Tick…
Tock…
Tick…
Tock…

I took my napkin out of my lap and stood up to walk out when I saw Jaxon standing at the bar. He was wearing jeans and a maroon button down, rolled up to his elbows showing off his tats.

Okay, I had to get past him without him seeing me. I waited until he was talking to the tall, beefy, bald man next to him and made my way to the front door. I could see Brody on the phone outside on the sidewalk. He was pacing and swinging his hands. He looked pissed, almost as much as I was. I walked out the front doors, down the stairs and right up to him and just looked at him.

“Hang on,” he barked into the phone. “I’m sorry Leila, I’ll be inside in a minute.” Then he continued to yell into his phone about having this discussion too many times.

“Just thought I’d let you know your dinner is getting cold. You finish your call. I’ll see you later.” I spun around and walked back inside. I reached the table, grabbed my purse and took out my phone. I decided to call Barb and see if she could come pick me up. I’ll be damned if I was going to miss visiting hours.

I flagged the waiter down, got the check and paid for dinner. Barb answered and said she’d be here in five minutes. Rolling my eyes, I had a feeling she’d be here before Brody came back. I got my salad to go and left Brody’s food on the table. I took out a pen and an old receipt and wrote:

Don’t worry I paid for dinner before I left.
Thanks, Leila

Of course, as my luck was running, I literally walked right into Jaxon coming out of the bar. Shit Lei, you have to stop texting and walking.

“Sorry, I wasn’t paying attention,” I excused myself.

“No worries, where’s your friend?” Jaxon asked and I was almost too embarrassed to answer.

“He got pulled away on business. I’m actually on my way out. My friend is waiting out front for me. See ya.” I smiled quickly and then rushed out the door. I skipped down the steps, passing Brody, walked over to Barb’s topless black Jeep Wrangler and hopped in. Brody came running down the stairs.

“Leila, I was just coming back in. Where are you going?” He seemed stunned I wasn’t waiting like a good little girl.

“Well, Brody, considering it’s almost six o’clock, I’m going to the hospital to see my brother. Since you were too busy on the phone, I called Barb,” I responded.

“Wait, it’s almost six? Shit! Leila, I am sorry. The call just got away from me. I was trying to…uh.” He stopped, stumbling over his words.

“Look, you obviously have things you need to handle and I need to spend some time with Drew. I’ll talk to you later Brody.”

“Wait, let me take you,” he pleaded.

“No. Why don’t you just call me later?”

“Okay, you’re pissed. I get that, but I told you I suck at this.” He pulled out his business card. “My cell is on there, text me your number, I don’t have it.”

I looked at the card and back into his baby blue eyes, took a deep breath remembering the last forty-eight hours. “Fine, I’ll text you. Bye Brody.”

He leaned in and kissed my cheek and whispered, “I’m really sorry Lei. Please, don’t run far.”

Just as I looked back up at him, I saw Jaxon coming down the stairs. I turned to Barb. “Let’s go, I need to get outta here.”

She put the Jeep in gear and drove away. I couldn’t help but look back at Brody. He was walking to the front door of the restaurant with his head down, but I could see Jaxon walking over toward him. Dear God, please let his car be near Brody’s and that be the reason he was walking in that direction.









A.F. Crowell lives in Charleston, SC with her husband
and two sons. They have two dogs, Diesel, a German Shepherd rescue
and Dez, a black Labrador Retriever. She shares her love of books with her
children, who have a head start on becoming life-long readers.


Romance fiction hit her radar when her husband
forced her to watch Twilight one weekend when they were snowed in. That
was it! From there her love grew; Contemporary Romance, Paranormal, YA and
Dystopian are her preferred reads.




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Thursday, September 24, 2015

*~*~* Cover Reveal *~*~* Broken Minds by Nicki Rae



Cover model: Felicia Musser
Photographer and cover designer:  Author Sarah Alexander


Keda Spencer’s life changed twelve years ago. She met a boy and he stole her heart. The problem was, they were both broken. After learning about his life, she made a decision that would change both of them. Now, they are bound together. Even with miles separating them, she can still feel his heart beating in rhythm with hers. 

She recently received news that could lead her back to him. Anticipation blossoms as it is only with him that she can be her true self. But her very next thought is filled with memories and dread takes over. She isn’t sure she can survive him again. 


**Warning: This novel may cause triggers and is meant for readers 18 years of age and older.**







“I don’t know the first thing about your family or where you grew up. Hell, I don’t even know your middle name. I think I only know your last name by accident. My point is - I want to be someone you can trust. I am someone you can trust. I don’t want you to run away from me again. Can you give me even a glimpse of what happened to you yesterday? You seemed excited about going to the country club when we talked about it yesterday morning and then, for whatever reason, you freak on Dr. Johnson. Please, Keda. Please let me in.”

            “If you want insight into what triggers memories, I can’t give that to you. I never know until it happens,” I reply, checking my watch. I have a little extra time before having to be at work. Feeling guilty about dragging him through my madness, I decide that maybe I can allow him a little glimpse. Maybe it will help him move forward. Maybe it will help me move forward. “Here, I want to show you something,” I say, turning to go back in the house.

            As soon as the door is opened my heart begins pounding at the thought of him reading the letter. My palms begin sweating and I can’t seem to unlock the door. Stopping for a moment to gather myself, I’m finally able to unlock then push it open.

            “Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea,” I say, coming to a complete stop in front of him. I can feel his breath on my neck and before I know what’s happening, he wraps his arms around my waist. I want to pull away. I want to tell him to stop but I can’t. I wonder if he can hear my nerve endings singe as the electricity flows through me. His warmth is uncharacteristically soothing. My heart is relaxing but my mind speeds up.

            “Is this all right?” he asks, in a hushed voice.

            “No,” I reply, wishing he would move but glad when he doesn’t. He won’t remove his hands and I am reminded why I have stayed with him for as long as I have. As much as I want to fight him and his touch, he makes my body sing. I want to move out of his grasp but evidently my body needs him. His lips meet my neck and he pulls my body back so it is flush with his. “I need you to remember why we are together. I need you to remember, Keda. Will you do that for us? Will you remember? We are great together and you know it. I will not allow you to walk out of my life,” he says, between kisses.

            I need to stop him before we go too far. It’s not fair to either of us if I let this continue. But I need his comfort. After last night, I need anything to take my mind somewhere else, somewhere that isn’t tainted with bad memories.

            “Adam…” I say, breathlessly.
            “Yeah, baby?” he replies, as his hands move from my sides to my stomach.
            “Please help me forget,” I beg.

            “No, baby, I’m going to help you remember,” he says, as he moves from behind me. My eyes move to his once he is facing me. I can’t stand for him to see me, for him to see my vulnerabilities and my transparencies. Comfort envelopes us as he kisses away my tears. His lips take away my deepest fears and my sadness then swallows them whole.




Guilt is dangerous.
It rules my life.
I am riddled with it.
After fifteen years, you would think it would lessen.
It hasn’t.
Drugs numb it, women relieve it.
But it always returns, stronger and heavier.
Always.
The light, it is refreshing. 
It gets closer and I reach for it.
But it is always just out of my grasp.
Always.

*••Damaged Perfection: Perfection #1*••



Two people. Two very different pasts. One very hopeful future. 

Fenton watches his life crumble as his past comes back to haunt him. He’s searching for his friend’s murderer while trying to keep the people he cares about safe. He’s teetering on the edge and isn’t sure how to step away. Will he survive his addiction to drugs, women and revenge? Or will he be swallowed whole by them? 

Piper has found herself being swept up in the storm that is Fenton. She knows he has the potential to cause her major heartache but she can’t stay away. He’s brought passion, excitement and happiness to her life. But she’s watching him walk a dangerous path. Will she survive him and his demons? Or will she drown in his current? 



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Nicki is the author of Lather, the first book in The Moore Series and soon to be released novel, Damaged Perfection. She is a born Buckeye turned Hoosier who loves to spend time with her family. Along with being an avid reader, she also loves animals and the Indianapolis Colts!



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