Contemporary Romance
Taking Tiffany By M.K. Harkins ♥ Release Blitz
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Title: Taking Tiffany (Breaking And Taking, #2)
Author: M.K. Harkins
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: November 7, 2015
Synopsis
Young socialite, Tiffany Thompson, seems to have it all, everything but love, that is. Guarded since her high school boyfriend’s betrayal, she wouldn’t recognize real love if it hit her over the head. Unless it’s a can of paint, and successful financier Todd Jameson is behind it.
Todd fell hard and fast for Tiffany a year earlier, but, unwilling to risk his own heart after a college sweetheart shattered it, he avoids Tiffany and vows to keep his distance. Fate has other plans, however, and changes both their minds.
But not everyone is happy with their budding romance. Unbeknownst to either of them, a vengeful enemy stands in the shadows with plans to take Tiffany, and Todd is in the way.
Halfway around the world, Angela Bartholomew, a former foe in Tiffany’s circle, is serving a year-long sentence as a volunteer in a Romanian orphanage in payment for her lying, manipulative ways. That or be disinherited by her parents. The spoiled debutante is determined to get home at all cost, but Fate has plans for her, too, and Angela is not prepared for how her life will change.
Will love conquer heartbreak, or will greed and revenge ruin all three lives?
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It wasn’t the quick kiss I expected. His gaze dropped to my mouth, and I held my breath. He twirled a lock of my hair between two fingers and brought it to his nose and inhaled deeply.
“Tiffany,” Todd spoke softly as he pulled me closer and buried his head in my neck, leaving a soft, sensuous kiss.
Oh, that felt good. My head fell back a little, enjoying the tingling sensations all through my body. Wow. It was just a kiss on the neck. I had to keep it together, but as his hands roamed over my back, I shivered. My body had a mind of its own, and apparently, it liked what was happening…very much.
Todd continued to kiss his way up my neck. With each touch of his lips, more unexpected responses came from me. Was I moaning? Fletcher scoffed, receiving the message loud and clear. I began to move away now that Fletcher had gotten the hint, but Todd grabbed my hips and pressed against me. With one hand on my back, the other on the nape of my neck he leaned in. I stiffened, preparing to object, but his lips found mine before a single syllable was uttered.
His lips. Soft and searching, robbed me of all thought. I was lost. What was I doing? What was he doing? Wait, I didn’t care. I wanted more. It felt so good. Those hands, his hands were caressing my back from my hips to my shoulders. I pressed against him, needing to get closer. His fingers slid into my hair, tugging a little to give him better access to my mouth. His tongue glided in and met mine. That did it. Any control I thought I had, or hoped I had, disappeared. My fingers found their way into his soft, wavy hair, and I pulled him to me. He groaned before he deepened the kiss, and I was gone, gone…sinking further into him. His scent, his touch, the feel of his insistent lips on mine—they enveloped me in a blanket of desire, so strong, I was at his mercy.
About The Author
MK has always been a voracious reader. After hitting a dry spell of reading material, she decided to write the kind of book she’d like to read. This resulted in the creation of her debut novel, Intentional. (Award for Best Sweet Romance – eFestival of Words- August 2014)
Unintentional, her second book, is based on the life of one of the characters in Intentional. Unintentional was written as a stand-alone book.
Breaking Braydon is MK’s newest work. It will be published early 2015.
When she’s not writing novels, she likes to spend her free time traveling the world, splashing in mud puddles (She lives in Seattle, what can she say?), watching movies and reading (!)
MK also runs her own business in her current hometown of Mercer Island, Washington.
She LOVES to hear from her readers!
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Change of Heart by Jennifer L. Allen ♥ Release Day Blitz
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Title: Change of Heart
Author: Jennifer L. Allen
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: November 6, 2015
Casey
Evans and Decker Abrams have been best friends since they became
neighbors at the age of six. After high school, Casey abruptly leaves
their hometown of Charleston, South Carolina for the west coast, leaving
Decker wondering where she went and why she left.
Evans and Decker Abrams have been best friends since they became
neighbors at the age of six. After high school, Casey abruptly leaves
their hometown of Charleston, South Carolina for the west coast, leaving
Decker wondering where she went and why she left.
Three
years later the two are reunited, both harboring some old resentment
towards the other. Not to mention, Casey has been hiding a pretty big
secret from Decker all those years. Not willing to risk losing Casey
again, Decker follows her back to California in an attempt to save their
friendship.
years later the two are reunited, both harboring some old resentment
towards the other. Not to mention, Casey has been hiding a pretty big
secret from Decker all those years. Not willing to risk losing Casey
again, Decker follows her back to California in an attempt to save their
friendship.
Will Casey and Decker work out their issues and be best friends again? Or will they finally become something more?
I lie in my bed, staring at the text on my phone.
Deck: Still up?
I
look over at the alarm clock on my nightstand. It’s after midnight, and
I have a long drive ahead of me tomorrow. At this hour, Decker only
ever wants one thing. I know what I should do, but what am I going to
do?
look over at the alarm clock on my nightstand. It’s after midnight, and
I have a long drive ahead of me tomorrow. At this hour, Decker only
ever wants one thing. I know what I should do, but what am I going to
do?
What’s one more night, right? Does that make me a bad person?
Things
with Decker have been strained, to say the least, since Cade’s
graduation party. It’s like he knows something is wrong but is too
afraid to stir things up by asking me about it. I usually don’t hide
things from him. I’ve always been an open book.
with Decker have been strained, to say the least, since Cade’s
graduation party. It’s like he knows something is wrong but is too
afraid to stir things up by asking me about it. I usually don’t hide
things from him. I’ve always been an open book.
But this…this I can’t be an open book about.
Me: Yes.
Deck: Is it open?
He’s referring to my bedroom window. His point of entry.
Me: Yes.
Deck: I’ll be right there.
I
roll to my back and stare up at the ceiling, the glow-in-the-dark stars
shine back at me. Decker and I placed them there when we were twelve.
It was only six years ago, but it seems like a lifetime ago. Things are
so different now.
roll to my back and stare up at the ceiling, the glow-in-the-dark stars
shine back at me. Decker and I placed them there when we were twelve.
It was only six years ago, but it seems like a lifetime ago. Things are
so different now.
I hadn’t been sleeping with him back then.
And I hadn’t been in love with him, either.
Yep,
that’s right. I’m in love with my best friend. At Cade’s graduation
party, when I saw him with Carrie, it’s like my heart had stopped. I’d
believed what he’d told me—that it was a ruse to get him upstairs and
that he stopped when he’d figured out what she was up to. But it was in
that moment that I’d realized my feelings for Decker were much stronger
than they should have been. And then, when he and I had spoken outside
before I’d left that night, I’d realized my feelings were stronger than
his, too.
that’s right. I’m in love with my best friend. At Cade’s graduation
party, when I saw him with Carrie, it’s like my heart had stopped. I’d
believed what he’d told me—that it was a ruse to get him upstairs and
that he stopped when he’d figured out what she was up to. But it was in
that moment that I’d realized my feelings for Decker were much stronger
than they should have been. And then, when he and I had spoken outside
before I’d left that night, I’d realized my feelings were stronger than
his, too.
You’re my best friend.
Those
four words were like a punch in the chest. But what had I expected? For
Decker to have the big ah-ha realization moment at the exact same time
as me? Not likely. Hell, my moment of realization wasn’t even all that
awesome. Since we took our friendship to the next level, Decker has
never expressed that he wants us to be anything more than what we are.
In fact, he’d always seemed pretty content to just keep our whole
“relationship” a secret. Maybe if he would have just come out with it,
his friends would have laid off with the teasing and the name calling.
Or maybe it would have been even worse.
four words were like a punch in the chest. But what had I expected? For
Decker to have the big ah-ha realization moment at the exact same time
as me? Not likely. Hell, my moment of realization wasn’t even all that
awesome. Since we took our friendship to the next level, Decker has
never expressed that he wants us to be anything more than what we are.
In fact, he’d always seemed pretty content to just keep our whole
“relationship” a secret. Maybe if he would have just come out with it,
his friends would have laid off with the teasing and the name calling.
Or maybe it would have been even worse.
Then,
to make the situation even more complicated, what do I do? I go and
fall in love with him. Smooth, Casey. Real smooth. I’ve always loved
Decker, but it’s different now. Too different.
to make the situation even more complicated, what do I do? I go and
fall in love with him. Smooth, Casey. Real smooth. I’ve always loved
Decker, but it’s different now. Too different.
I
hear the tell-tale sound of the window being raised so I roll onto my
side to watch him climb in. Decker has been climbing in and out of my
bedroom window for more than ten years, but it’s only happened at night,
like this, the past few months.
hear the tell-tale sound of the window being raised so I roll onto my
side to watch him climb in. Decker has been climbing in and out of my
bedroom window for more than ten years, but it’s only happened at night,
like this, the past few months.
Regardless
of the obvious strain, our appetite for one another hasn’t changed. All
summer long we’d feasted off one another night after night. It’s as if
I’ve been trying to quench all my desires before our impending
separation. The separation he’s still unaware of.
of the obvious strain, our appetite for one another hasn’t changed. All
summer long we’d feasted off one another night after night. It’s as if
I’ve been trying to quench all my desires before our impending
separation. The separation he’s still unaware of.
My
heart pinches inside my chest at the thought of this being our last
night together. Maybe, just maybe, things can be different. There is still time.
heart pinches inside my chest at the thought of this being our last
night together. Maybe, just maybe, things can be different. There is still time.
I
take in his slightly disheveled appearance and my stomach clenches.
He’s really filled out over the past year. Thick, corded muscles in his
arms and shoulders—natural for a pitcher, tight abs, and muscular
thighs. Now another part of me is clenching.
take in his slightly disheveled appearance and my stomach clenches.
He’s really filled out over the past year. Thick, corded muscles in his
arms and shoulders—natural for a pitcher, tight abs, and muscular
thighs. Now another part of me is clenching.
He
struggles his way into the room, then stumbles over to my bed. His
auburn hair is slightly longer than last summer’s buzz cut, but still
quite short, and spiked in a messy, yet organized, way. He gives me a
half smirk, his eyes are hooded.
struggles his way into the room, then stumbles over to my bed. His
auburn hair is slightly longer than last summer’s buzz cut, but still
quite short, and spiked in a messy, yet organized, way. He gives me a
half smirk, his eyes are hooded.
Great.
He’s drunk. Just how I’d wanted to remember tonight. I should’ve said
no. I should’ve ignored the text. I should’ve locked the damn window.
He’s drunk. Just how I’d wanted to remember tonight. I should’ve said
no. I should’ve ignored the text. I should’ve locked the damn window.
But it’s Decker. My kryptonite.
“Have you been drinking?” I foolishly ask him, already knowing the answer to my question.
He laughs as he drops on the edge of the bed and starts pulling off his shoes. “A little,” he admits.
“I thought you were in training.” The frustration is evident in my tone—not that he’d notice in his present state.
Decker
got a baseball scholarship to go to the University of South Carolina.
He is going to be a Gamecock, and everyone in our town is so proud of
him. I’m proud of him. Even though the baseball season isn’t until the
second part of the year, they have the team train all-year-round to some
degree. And when he’d accepted the scholarship, he also accepted a
pretty extensive summer training schedule to prepare him for what he
will have to deal with once he is on campus.
got a baseball scholarship to go to the University of South Carolina.
He is going to be a Gamecock, and everyone in our town is so proud of
him. I’m proud of him. Even though the baseball season isn’t until the
second part of the year, they have the team train all-year-round to some
degree. And when he’d accepted the scholarship, he also accepted a
pretty extensive summer training schedule to prepare him for what he
will have to deal with once he is on campus.
“It’s
one night, Case. Stop being so serious all the time. It’s summer,” he
slurs. He finally wrangles off his pants and shirt and flops down on his
back.
one night, Case. Stop being so serious all the time. It’s summer,” he
slurs. He finally wrangles off his pants and shirt and flops down on his
back.
“It won’t kill you to take things seriously every once in a while.” Maybe if you took things seriously once in a while, you’d realize that life was about to change, I think to myself but don’t dare speak. I don’t want a confrontation with Decker. Yeah…I’m a chicken.
“And
it won’t kill you to give it a rest every once in a while,” he
counters. And he’s right. It is our last night together, the least I can
do is refrain from lecturing him. It is too late for it to do any good
anyway. Isn’t it?
it won’t kill you to give it a rest every once in a while,” he
counters. And he’s right. It is our last night together, the least I can
do is refrain from lecturing him. It is too late for it to do any good
anyway. Isn’t it?
I
sigh in acceptance, and he takes it as an invitation, rolling towards
me and cupping my face. I look into his deep green eyes, and for a
moment, I swear he looks sad. But he can’t possibly be. He doesn’t know
what’s really been plaguing me these past couple months.
sigh in acceptance, and he takes it as an invitation, rolling towards
me and cupping my face. I look into his deep green eyes, and for a
moment, I swear he looks sad. But he can’t possibly be. He doesn’t know
what’s really been plaguing me these past couple months.
He
closes his eyes and presses his lips against mine. I pull him closer
and he moves himself above me. My mouth opens on a soft moan and he
takes advantage, pushing his way inside. Our tongues clash and our
bodies grind against each other as we rid one another of our clothes,
coming together completely one last time.
closes his eyes and presses his lips against mine. I pull him closer
and he moves himself above me. My mouth opens on a soft moan and he
takes advantage, pushing his way inside. Our tongues clash and our
bodies grind against each other as we rid one another of our clothes,
coming together completely one last time.
It’s
a night I will never forget. I’m so grateful that the bedroom light is
out, and the moon is low so he can’t see the tears I can’t hold back in
the dark.
a night I will never forget. I’m so grateful that the bedroom light is
out, and the moon is low so he can’t see the tears I can’t hold back in
the dark.
“Decker?”
I take some comfort in the heat radiating from his naked body pressed
up against my back. It makes me feel bold. Bold enough to speak my
heart? My mind?
I take some comfort in the heat radiating from his naked body pressed
up against my back. It makes me feel bold. Bold enough to speak my
heart? My mind?
“Hmm?”
“Things
are going to change.” I close my eyes tight, badly wanting to tell him
everything. How much I love him…really, really love him. And that I’m
going to Stanford. I want him to assure me that everything will be
okay…that we’ll be okay. That he loves me, too, and we’ll make it work
despite the distance. I need his strength.
are going to change.” I close my eyes tight, badly wanting to tell him
everything. How much I love him…really, really love him. And that I’m
going to Stanford. I want him to assure me that everything will be
okay…that we’ll be okay. That he loves me, too, and we’ll make it work
despite the distance. I need his strength.
“Nah.”
He yawns loudly, the liquor on his breath wafting over my shoulder as
he exhales and pulls me tighter against him. “We might not see each
other as much…but we’ll always be best friends.”
He yawns loudly, the liquor on his breath wafting over my shoulder as
he exhales and pulls me tighter against him. “We might not see each
other as much…but we’ll always be best friends.”
The small glimmer of hope I had burns out in the night.
“Best friends…right.” A final tear falls from my eye, runs down my cheek and drops to the pillow with an audible plop.
“Forever…” he murmurs.
By morning, Decker is gone.
A few hours later, so am I.
Jennifer
lives in South Carolina with her husband and their four fur-kids. She
is in grad school, pursuing a Masters in Psychology for Clinical
Counseling. When she is not at work or taking classes, she is either
reading or writing. Books have always been a passion. She also enjoys
spending time with her family, traveling to new places, and music. She
released her debut novel, Our Moon, in June 2015.
lives in South Carolina with her husband and their four fur-kids. She
is in grad school, pursuing a Masters in Psychology for Clinical
Counseling. When she is not at work or taking classes, she is either
reading or writing. Books have always been a passion. She also enjoys
spending time with her family, traveling to new places, and music. She
released her debut novel, Our Moon, in June 2015.
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Title: Unexpected
Series: Skipping Stones: Book 2
Author: Jasmine Lee
Genre: Contemporary, Erotic
Release Date: October 10, 2015
Cover Design: Sheri McGathy
Models: Bri Jay, Eric Marshall and Erich Steele
Photographer: Tabitha Patterson
Synopsis:
In Emily you got part of my story. But now in Unexpected you get the rest of it.True, it doesn’t go the way I planned and I don’t end up with the man I had planned on. But then again, that’s why they say to ‘expect the unexpected.’
I have a choice to make…
Do I choose my past? Or do I choose a path that is uncertain?
Only time can tell in the end. I have to choose before feelings are hurt and it’s too late, causing me to loose everything I hold dear.
Sincerely,
Emily
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“Hey,” I say as I stare out at the water.
“Hey.”
Silence ensues after that for a while as we sit and
both reflect on things.
both reflect on things.
“I’m guessing this was your way of breaking things
off?” Conner says finally.
off?” Conner says finally.
Closing my eyes, I answer, “You and I both know it’s
been done for a while Conner.”
been done for a while Conner.”
“I know. It’s hard for me. You know? I mean I really
hoped we could work things out and get back to the way we were before and
actually be together.”
hoped we could work things out and get back to the way we were before and
actually be together.”
I squeeze his hand. “I know. But we’re better off
being friends who share two amazing little boys. Our chance came and went, and
now we both need to move forward with our lives. With different people this
time.”
being friends who share two amazing little boys. Our chance came and went, and
now we both need to move forward with our lives. With different people this
time.”
“You know he’s been in love with you for years,
right?”
right?”
About The Author:
Well lets see, I could tell ya a grand story full of A-list celebrities but lets face it, that only happens in books. I’m married and have two kiddos a son who is a avid baseball player and a daughter who is very passionate about horses. I was born and raised in a small country town in Deep East Texas. Not playing the POP is like 300 people!! I love writing/reading and taking pictures. All 3 have been long time hobbies of mine.
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*This book is #2 in the ‘Bama Boys series. While it can be read as a standalone, it is a continuation of book #1 and is meant to be read after Forever Red.*
Putting others needs before his own was all Mike Carson had ever done.
First, it was the friends he loved more than family. Then it was his country. By nineteen, he was a father, a husband and fighting in a war not many people believed in. After an accident ended his career and his life fell apart, he filled his days keeping screaming fans from reaching the most famous country rock star in the world. And, pining after a woman who would never love him.
Then, everything changed.
He thought he could handle anything that was thrown his way. He thought running my security detail would be the easiest job he’d ever had. He thought he’d be able to keep me safe without getting attached.
He was wrong.
They call me reckless, selfish, and slutty. In reality, I’ve just stopped caring what everyone else thinks. I’m determined to have some fun, to live life my way, and to make Mike realize that being a little selfish isn’t the worst thing in the world.
I think we both have our work cut out for us.
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“We are going to get in that porn star shower and use it for what it was designed for.”
I glanced over his shoulder, trying to see said shower, but the curtain was pulled. Mike’s fingers, racing back up my legs, pulled my gaze away. When two fingers snuck under my lace panties and yanked, tearing them straight from my body, I jerked my eyes back to him. He merely raised a brow.
“You’re going to wash my hair?”
My bra was his next victim, and it went sailing over his head and across the room behind him. “Such a smartass.” His thumb traced my bottom lip. “I’m going to wash every single part of you, Miss Molly. But I’m going to get you very dirty first.”
He stepped back, putting just a smidge of distance between us before yanking his own shirt over his head and then dropping his jeans. The man had gone commando. Good Lord, he was trying to kill me.
I longed to run my fingertips down the deep ridge between his pecs, tracing the bumps of his six pack, then over his hard flat stomach. From there, I could walk my fingers to his hips and back, enjoying the shallow grooves that formed a v, leading straight to…
I completely lost my train of thought when I realized that he was once again bare. Bald. I did what I could to keep up with my ladyscaping while I was on tour, but the bus wasn’t really the best location to maintain a close shave, and there were no places along our tour route that I trusted for a drop-in wax. How in the hell did he find the time to keep himself hair free?
Unable to keep the thought to myself, I asked him. Instead of responding, he raised an eyebrow and watched me for a minute before he tipped his head back and laughed.
I waited until he’d composed himself a little. “What in the hell is so funny?”
He only grinned. “Only you.” He shook his head, still smiling. “I’m standing here, buck ass naked, looking like this”—he glanced down at his body while motioning to the part of his anatomy that was pointing at me—“and the only thing you notice is that I shaved.”
I settled my hands on my hips and narrowed my eyes at him, ready with a snappy comeback when I realized that his eyes were glued to my chest. I dropped my eyes, remembering too late that I was just as naked as he was and the girls were pushed out because of the way I was standing. I moved my eyes back to his face, rolling them when I saw that his were still glued to my boobs.
I gave them a little shimmy, just a little shake, making him groan. The entire situation was so absurd, a scene from someone else’s life—not mine—that I started to laugh. Within seconds, he’d joined me, and we were two naked morons cackling in a hotel bathroom until tears burned my eyes.
Carina Adams has been writing and creating characters for as long as she can remember, allowing her to fall in love with the next man of her dreams with every new story.
Thankfully, fate stepped in and granted her the ultimate wish – a life full of men. Carina lives in a picturesque New England town with her husband, the man who ruined the thought of all others, and two amazing sons who always keep her on her toes.
Carina received her MBA in May, but would much rather play with her imaginary friends (the voices in her head) than work her 8 to 5. When she isn’t trying to juggle being a working mom with karate and football practices, surprising her children with her sci-fi movie knowledge, or writing, you can find her with her nose pressed against her kindle, laughing with friends, or living life vicariously as her Derby Girl persona, Writers Block.
Carina is the author the of Bastards MC series and best selling Forever Red. She is currently writing Out of The Blue, the follow up to Forever Red. She loves to hear feedback from her readers, no matter what type. You can email her at:carinaadamsweites@gmail.com
So Trashy By Kelley Harvey ♥ Release Day Blitz & Review
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Title : SO. TRASHY. a Bad Boy Next Door Novel
Author : Kelley Harvey
Genre : Contemporary Romance
Release Date : November 6, 2015
Buck:
I lost her before. It won’t happen again.
I gave her up and broke her heart for her own good.
Now, my second chance has gone to shit.
Lou’s not the same good girl I left.
She’s turned bad, but it makes me want her more.
The world loves me for my bad boy ways, on screen and off.
They’ll love us together—once I convince her she’s missed me.
Lou:
When I was young, only he saw the real me.
I don’t need Buck Wylder anymore; I’ll take care of myself.
He went to Hollywood. I became a Marine.
Buck’s back and he’s the same arrogant, infuriatingly attractive man who left.
Only this time? I’m not falling for him.
I thought I escaped my past, but when his fame drags
me into the spotlight, the world sees the truth.
I’m poor Loula Mae—daughter of a junkie and her pimp.
To them, I’m just
SO. TRASHY.
SO. TRASHY.
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This was a lite fun read for me. You fall in love with Lou. She is the take no crap from anyone person, beautiful and strong. Buck is strong, loves hard and wants to protect those who mean the most to him. These two keep you laughing and wanting more. The both refuse to give in and yet determined to get what they want. The antics these to bring are beyond your wildest imagination. You want to knock them in the head at times and tell them to put their stubborn side away and see it for what things really are.
I love this read it was just what I was looking for when I picked it up to read. Looking forward to reading more from this series, love that the can be read as stand alone. Great Job Kelley Harvey.
About Kelley Harvey
Kelley and her husband Mike live in North Central Texas with their two daughters. Having one teen and one in her early
twenties keeps them on their toes. In other words, they’re saturated in angst and excitement. Kelley often feels as though she lives on Teenage Drama Island and desperately needs a vacation to Adult Sans Kids Resort. The upside is they keep her awash in oceans of inspiration.
Kelley enjoys reading YA and NA, although on occasion she gets caught reading other genres. Writing is her full time job. Though it’s hard work, it’s also a dream come true. Her characters knock on the door of her heart and constantly poke their heads out the windows of her imagination. She hopes you connect with them as deeply as she does.
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Alaska Or Bust By Rhonda James ♥ Blog Tour & 5 Star Review
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Title: Alaska or Bust
Author: Rhonda James
Cover Designer: Taylor James
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I could not pass this book up for a very crazy reason, which is that Rhonda and I have our name in common. I took a stab in the dark and can’t tell you how glad I did. If you have not read this book go grab a copy of it and start reading. I’m telling you right now that you are not going to be able to put this book away until you finish it.
Gracie and Tucker are going to take you on a trip of all trips. These two form, an unbreakable friendship and bond that you just want to see them find their way. Gracie has had a traumatic lost in life that left her feeling lost and not wanting to live life. Trucker has lost his best friend in life wondering where to go from here he sets out on a trip of a lifetime. Promising the one person in life that means the world to him he starts out on a road trip to follow his dreams. When his car breaks down and leaves him depending on other to get across the country that is when Gracie comes into his life. These two have some fun time and sometimes that will leave in tears.
I fell in love with this book and can’t wait for more from Rhonda. With this book you are remind of just how much being truthful to not only yourself but others is. You are also shown that age is just a number when it comes to love never hold back because you feel that other are going to judge you because of an age gap. Grab life by the horns and enjoy the ride!!! Life is way too short to live it for others. You only get one life live it to the fullest. I can’t even began to tell you how much this book touch me and reminded me of things you tend to push to the back telling yourself I’ll do it next time. There may not be a next time just enjoy life and do what you love.
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Tucker Winslow was twenty-four, and the only son of a 4-Star Navy Admiral. His Father always expected that Tucker would follow in his footsteps, but he had other plans. He had his sights set on moving to Alaska and following his lifelong dream of fishing for king crab on the Bering Sea. He was charming, witty, and his Mom was always his best friend. Then she became ill, and his whole world was turned upside down. They spent her last month’s laughing, and singing the wrong lyrics to 80’s music, just like they’d always done.
Gracie Madison married the man of her dreams when she was only twenty-two. Now, thirteen years later, she was a widow, trying to figure out how to get by without her best friend. She loves 80’s music, driving with the top down, and snacking on greasy food. Her sister’s family lives in Seattle, and they’ve finally persuaded Gracie to throw caution to the wind and leave Boston behind.
Both hop in their cars and head for the Northwest Territory. But, when Tucker’s car breaks down he is forced to hitch-hike the rest of the way. When these two meet, the bond is instantaneous. Their losses connect them in a way that’s impossible to ignore, and they form a friendship that helps soothe wounds that go far too deep to heal. They laugh, they cry, they blast 80’s music and sing off-key, and they stop at every tourist trap they can find along the way. Then, as it always does, one night their laughter turns to lust and they both give in, knowing it will change everything they’ve come to rely on.
Losing someone you know and love can be the hardest thing in the world. So why does losing someone you’ve just met, yet have come to depend on, hurt twice as much?
Join Tucker and Gracie as they embark upon the adventure of a lifetime, and end up on a journey toward finding happiness in a world that was once filled with pain.
Excerpt
“How did you know this song always makes me happy?” She turned to me and flashed the most breathtaking smile I’d seen her produce. She really was quite striking. There was something about her eyes that always seemed to lure me in. There was an innocence to her, yet I could tell there was a wildcat lurking just beneath the surface. Since we were going to be together for the next week, I was going to make it my mission to bring that cat out of hiding. Yep, by the time we reached Seattle, I had every intention of showing Gracie Madison just how much fun it could be to cut loose and remember how to have fun. Hell, God knows we both could use a little taste of it.
“No one can resist Rebel Yell. Remember the video?” I did my best Billy Idol impression, complete with lip curl and growl, and that made her laugh. She had a beautiful rich laugh. I vowed then and there to make her laugh more often. After all, this trip was about chasing our dreams and finding our happy place. Right now listening to her laugh as she sang along with Billy, I felt pretty damn happy.
“More, more, more. Owwww!” Her little fist pumped into the air as if to punctuate each word.
“You ever call that out? During sex, I mean.” I asked casually, not expecting her to answer, but still hoping to make her blush. I’ll admit I was surprised when, rather than getting all flustered like she usually did, she actually answered.
“You mean beg for more?” She stole a quick glance in my direction and I gave a single nod. “Oh yeah,” her voice went really husky, and I could tell she was playing along, “all the time.” She flashed me a sexy wink, then threw my question right back at me. “What about you, stud? You ever beg the girls for more?”
“Only when they’re doin’ it right, sweetheart.” I chuckled softly, enjoying the fact that I could still make out the flush on her cheeks, despite it being dark outside. My eye caught the sight of flashing blue and red lights in my side mirror. I twisted in my seat, seeing that the cop was not far behind us, then cast my eyes toward the speedometer. Fifteen over. Shit. This did not look good. “Um, Gracie, you planning on stopping anytime soon?”
Rhonda James Interview
– Alaska or Bust is your latest release, what was your inspiration while you wrote?
A great 80’s Spotify playlist and a quiet house!
– As an author, what was the hardest obstacle/lesson you had to go through/learn?
Allowing my voice to finally come through on the pages. When I first started writing it was hard for me because I was in a job that restricted my freedom of speech. Now that I am a full-time writer I am able to allow my characters to speak freely through my fingers.
– Who is your favourite character and why?
I would have to say Tucker Winslow (although it’s hard because I fall in love with most of my male characters!). Tucker’s character was loosely based on my own adult son so he has a special place in my heart.
– And who do you believe is the worst in terms of likability of your characters? (The one you know everyone will love to hate!!)
Well, everyone hates Amber, the ex-girlfriend from my Twisted Fate series. She does her best to come between Jesse and Rhyann, and almost succeeds. I receive a lot of not so nice comments about her. haha
– What has been the hardest part in knowing you completed Alaska or Bust?
Whenever I finish a book I always feel as if I am letting go of the characters I’ve been so intimate with for many months. It’s kind of like you have to say goodbye to them or something.
– Any plans for another novel?
I always have another story in the works. Right now I am working on Book 2 of my Twisted Fate rock star series. No Regrets will be available December 16th and I am working on a new project that I have kept secret.
– if you could choose any other genre to write, which would you choose and why?
I think it would be awesome to be able to write mystery/suspense. David Baldacci writes the most amazing stories that both captivate and inspire me. I wish my mind worked that way. I guess I am more geared toward sweet (though sometimes racy) romance.
– Who and what inspired you to start writing?
I have been writing for as long as I can remember. I wrote poetry for many of my school years, then, I penned my first (now well hidden) romance novel when I was 15. While my kids were little I always told them that I was going to write a children’s book. I even have the whole series mapped out in my head. But now that they are adults, and I have more time to myself, one day I found myself sitting at my computer and started typing and before I knew it I had written the first eight chapters of My Only Regret.
Once the ideas started flowing, I couldn’t stop them. I am very thankful for that.
– How do you deal with writer’s block?
Not well! Actually, I haven’t had to experience it that often. While writing Miles Apart (the follow-up to Across the Miles) I had to write the break-up scene for the two main characters and I suffered from great distress and that resulted in three long weeks of writer’s block. I anguished over that scene so badly. Then, one day I woke up and it all just clicked.
Let me tell you, that was probably the longest three weeks of my life.
– how much involvement do you, as an author, get to have in the conception of the book covers of your novels? What are the steps in their creation?
Being an Indie author I have complete involvement. I’m also blessed to have an amazingly talented daughter who is a graphic designer. Much to her dismay, I probably haven’t given her the freedom she needs to allow her creativity to shine. I am notorious for getting a cover idea in my head and I will search through hundreds of images trying to locate “the one”.
The cover for Alaska or Bust I told her what I wanted and walked away. When I came back to her workstation she had what I now believe to be the best possible cover for this book. I am in love with this cover.
Being that I am still rather new to the publishing scene, I am still learning the ins and outs of choosing the perfect cover for your book, though I do believe that I get better with every book I publish.
– knowing what you now know, would you do it again?
I believe so. I think the one thing I took away from my latest release is to trust my instincts. I found the cover for Alaska or Bust within the first ten minutes of searching. It took me four hours, and six hundred images later, to finally end up back at my first choice.
– what is the one thing you would change of your journey as an author?
Hands down that would have to be hiring a PA from the start. From the very first day I signed on with Alpha Book Club, and was paired with Melissa Mendoza, who is the most awesome Assistant ever, I have had more free time to focus on writing. Working with Melissa is like a breath of fresh air. She is always there to encourage me, be a listening ear, and even crack the whip when I need reminding to stay focused on a deadline!
Get to know session:
– Computer or typewriter?
Computer
– coffee or tea?
Coffee (but I actually drink more French vanilla creamer than coffee)
– peace and quiet or music of the year and according to your mood?
I love writing to music, specifically music that fits the theme of the book.
– dogs or cats?
I love both, and even have a dog and two cats, but I really could be a crazy old cat lady one day.
– romance or down and dirty?
Again, both. I am a sucker for romance, but I love a man that can talk dirty, and back it up with his actions both in and out of the bedroom (I’m not just a bedroom girl).
– strolls along the beach or speeding down the highway in a sports car?
Beach!
– are you willing to tell us a secret fantasy and write it down?
Ahem, well… I guess I would have to say that (if I wasn’t a happily married woman – which I am) meeting up with a younger man and spending the week with him the way Gracie did in Alaska or Bust would be a pretty exciting fantasy to live out. I guess the wild night of passion at the end of your week would be the icing on the cake.
Wait, did I just say that out loud?
– most embarrassing moment?
Falling down in public. It happens often…
– your proudest moment?
Well, outside of the birth of both of my children, I would have to say completing Alaska or Bust. I really felt such a deep sense of pride sending that one off to my PA and the Betas to read.
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Rhonda James is an Amazon best-selling romance author who strives to create a book boyfriend for all her readers. Rhonda is married and lives in Michigan with her family. In her spare time you can find her talking to readers, cooking some new creation in her kitchen, or just spending time with her family.
Some of her guilty pleasures are mastering such things as Twitter and indulging in chocolate, she may do one more than the other.
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The Scars and Sorrow Saga By Mary E. Palmerin ♥ Release Blitz
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Title: THE SCARS AD SORROW SAGA
Author: Mary E. Palmerin
Release Date: November 3, 2015
Genre: Contemporary Romance
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International bestselling author, Mary E. Palmerin, concludes her first series, The Scars and Sorrow Saga, with an emotional end to the Harper family’s journey.
Six stories.
A moving epilogue.
One family.
And the virtue they all attempt to hold on to… hope.
Fall in love with this raw, poignant saga as you travel the path of Lyla Harper while she tries to grasp onto love, let go of loss, and believe in tomorrow.
Will the Harper family get the happily-ever-after they have endlessly wished for?
A Guest Post from Mary E. Palmerin
Secrets of the Scars and Sorrow Saga
This series is complete and I never did much promo for it. I can’t explain why. The subsequent works that followed these are a lot darker in nature. I can’t say it was the content I was scared of sharing. I reached out a few times here and there, but mostly, I would write a book and hit publish. It wasn’t until Gwen and Welch’s story did I spread my wings, take off, and fly.
Three years later, six stories, and one emotional ending, this saga is complete. It is truly bittersweet. Since it is hundreds of thousands of words in length, a blog tour wasn’t something that would be feasible. Natalie asked me to write a guest post about the inspiration behind the series. I know, I know… you’ve probably heard millions of stories regarding how a person was moved to write. And you know what? It’s awesome!
I’ve always stated how close Lyla’s story is to me. I proudly support Project Semicolon, and I even have a tattoo of one on my left wrist. I’m sure people who don’t know me have made assumptions about me and my life, especially after I have met some at signings and they see how passionate I am about the stories I have written.
Now, I am going to tell you my story.
I was four-years-old the first time I remember feeling fear. I’m not talking about the kind of distress from a scary story that is told over a speckling campfire, or from a pretend ghoul while trick-or-treating. I’m describing the kind of dread that still, at twenty-eight, makes my heart flutter with unease. It’s ironic how so many people feel like they were destined to “be” something or someone.
I never felt that, except in the path of destruction. What a mystery, that very destruction has lead me to this fantastic dream I am basking in…
I only remember holding onto the fear and sadness. Thinking back to being in that hot truck when I was four makes me want to go into my office, pour a cup of coffee, and spill those emotions into the stories that I create. I recall reaching my little arm out to roll the window down, but it was too short to reach the lever. The seat was torn and it scratched my little legs. I’ve held onto that horror since. I’m not the type of person that lives with regret. I don’t believe in do-overs. Maybe I was put through that to be here… to tell these stories and give the world a glance into a different facet; for people to discern that life isn’t ever what it seems. Prince Charming and Mr. Nice Guy aren’t always so nice.
Sometimes the dark-haired little girl with pink glasses is crying inside.
Through the dread, the monsters, and the pain, I also saw another side of the world. Good people came into my life and family became the very foundation in which I was built. Who would have thought it would be possible to tear down a little girl before she was even able to stand on her own two feet?
But I did.
My mother, sister, brother, and extended family became my rock. Through heaviness and despair, we were always who one another could lean on. As an adult, I’ve been known for my kindness, randomly sending a care package to one of my street-teamers in need. Lifting people up with my words and always having a positive attitude is another attribute I am known for. Of course, it would have been easier to dismiss the decency that popped into my life and become one of the horrific people that saturated it at different times, but I didn’t.
Moments such as when Christmases were hard for my mother, raising three kids on her own, graciousness was shown to us. The good side of the world gave us mercy that year, giving me faith. Hope. Belief in life.
Words. They have the ability to create so many things. I have used them to cope. I started to write when I was eight, but as time passed, it would no longer be enough for me as the face, voice, and memories from my monster haunted me. New monsters would meet me and become too much. My secrets were too plentiful to handle. I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs, “Am I alive, God?” but my scream was silent. It echoed on the inside. I needed it to stop.
I hurt myself. A lot. That shiny little vane was the only friend that knew my secrets and remained silent. It never judged, it simply listened to my commands and hurt me, making me bleed until my eyes exploited the sorrow that spilled from my soul. I continued to write, mostly short-stories and poems. Being a teenager was one of the roughest eras of my life, as new monsters greeted me. Again, nothing is what it seems. That is the line that I use in every book I write. I became a master at pretending when everyone around me was finding their happiness. My mother remarried an amazing man, one that I am lucky enough to call my father now. My sister fell in love. My brother went to college, then joined the Marines, eventually becoming an incredible father. Things were changing. Family was still the basis of what mattered, but I was stranded in my own personal darkness, and it was swallowing me whole.
I would drown before I escaped.
Tragedy would envelop my family and lives would be lost.
Again, though cliché, I do believe everything happens for a reason. I made it through my teenage years. It wasn’t easy. I learned a lot. I hurt a lot, and I wrote… A LOT. I also kept everything I ever wrote, mostly dark poetry and scribblings. Again, it would prove to be inspiration for this series.
Watching my family hurt is the worst imaginable pain, but the most unbelievable thing is that we will always have one another. I watched one lose the love of their life. I watched another lose their best friend. I watched one return home from war a different person, but our love would remain the same, because we traveled to hell and back.
We fucking survived.
At nineteen, my life changed interminably. I met my now-husband soon after I graduated from high school. We were on-again, off-again. I knew that if I didn’t go back to my safe place, life wouldn’t give me a hundredth chance. In November 2006, I took a chance when I was drowning in an abyss of blackness. I called him and he told me two words that changed me forever.
“Come home.”
And I never left. My husband is the happily-ever-after I never thought I deserved. My life was never supposed to end up like this. Though still in the two-stoplight town that reminds me of my past, it also reminds me of my future. It reminds me of a tomorrow that I will be blessed with. It gives me the hope that I never let myself let go of.
My happily-ever-after isn’t perfect. The road was bumpy and full of scars and sorrow, some that I still wear, but my little 1200-square foot 1940s home is where my life is, in Indiana, with my husband, kids, and dream that is at my fingertips. I won’t ever let go of that fear. It isn’t so bad. It has, after all, given me ten amazing stories. I suppose you can say that it is a friend of sorts.
The fear from my past will never subside because I don’t want it to. It reminds me that I am brave. I have survived. I can show people just how beautiful hope is. Imperfection is magnificent. Lyla is strong. She is fierce. She is fucking brave. And she got the ending she deserved. I got the ending I deserve, too.
This may have not been what you expected. That’s alright. It may be taken well, perhaps it won’t. I don’t write for that. I write to heal. To help others heal. To make others see that through our brokenness is sometimes where we find ourselves.
I know I did.
In conclusion, I hope if you take one thing away from this series and my story, it’s to never judge someone. Always be kind. And carpe fucking diem.
About Mary E. Palmerin
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International bestselling author of the Monster series. Writer of dark, taboo tales. Lover of tattoos, art, and a hopeless book junkie.
Love Dies Hard By C.C. Cartwright ♥ Sale Blitz
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Title: Love Dies Hard (Billionaire Romance, #1)
Author: C.C. Cartwright
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: May 17, 2015
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My name is Marcus Hunter. My family owns Hunter Investments, a billion dollar hedge fund.
I admit it, I’m a total womanizer.
A player, a serial seducer, call me what you like.
I enjoy a variety of women and I don’t do love.
I work hard, and I play even harder.
I rarely dip into the office pool, that was until I became intrigued with Sophie Shawn.
Sophie’s a high flying money manager like myself and we’ve had to work closely together.
Sophie’s my equal. She’s smart, sharp-witted and of course she has to be sexy as hell.
The way she shakes her little ass in her tight short skirts has me wanting to bury myself deep inside her.
We’re enjoying a drink together after work.
She doesn’t know it yet, but I’m going to bed her tonight. I want those red lips wrapped around me and I want to hear her beneath me begging for more. When I’m done with her she won’t be able to utter a coherent word.
Little did I know, I was the one in for a surprise from Miss Sophie Shawn.
Don’t miss this hot read! This is Book 1 of the Hard to Love Series. Readers should be 18+ due to adult content.
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“Strip,” she commands as she rolls over to turn on her iPod player. I do as she says; this girl is stealing all of my lines. Unbelievable. I strip down to my tight black briefs and climb on top of her and my lips crash down onto those ruby red lips of hers that I can’t wait to have wrapped around me.
She curls her legs around me tight and her fingernails dig into my back as her breasts heave into my chest.
“Oh Marcus,” she cries out, writhing beneath my touch. I’m going to show her who’s boss in the bedroom. I love the sound of her voice crying out my name, I want to hear her begging for more.
“What do you want, Sophie?” I taunt.
About The Author
My passions lie in reading and writing sexy contemporary romance novels. I love writing in the genre I love to read. Personal experiences are often the inspiration for my sexy romances, so you will find a little bit of me in every story I pen. I will leave you to guess which parts are true and which parts are fiction!
Listening to my favorite music while writing inspires me to create my characters and makes their love stories come alive. I believe in writing about heroines who are strong, smart, sassy, sexy and have a sense of humor.
I cherish my family and am a hopeless romantic. I believe in finding your happily-ever-after and that each day is for living, loving and laughing.
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A Kindled Winter By Rachel L. Demeter ♥ Release Blitz
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Title: A KINDLED WINTER
Author: Rachel L. Demeter
Release Date: November 1, 2015
Publisher: Black Lyon Publishing, LLC
Genre: Contemporary Holiday Romance
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“Christmas, my child, is love in action. Every time we love, every time we give, it’s Christmas.” — Dale Evans
A week before Christmas, Jeseca Reed sets off for Blue River, Oregon—her childhood home and a vault of tender memories. However, fate takes an unexpected turn when she’s left stranded in the mountains’ vast, untamed wilderness. Desperate and alone, she seeks shelter at a cottage and finds herself in the arms of a mysterious stranger.
Dr. David Drake was once a renowned cardiovascular surgeon. But a devastating tragedy has left him scarred both inside and out, unable to use his hands to operate again. For the past five years, his Blue River cottage has been his sole escape—a safe haven where he can shut out the world, bury himself in his grief, and reunite with his son’s memory.
Together they are summer and winter. Fire and ice. And yet a poignant connection forms between them. Jeseca awakens David and thaws his heart with a romance hot enough to melt snow. But before David and Jeseca can fully embrace each other, they must wade through darkness and confront the ghosts of their pasts …
Equal parts steamy and heartfelt, A Kindled Winter brings the spirit of the holidays to life with a passionate story of second chances and healing love.
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David’s enchanting voice swelled the darkness, surrounding Jeseca, gripping onto her senses with a thousand beckoning fingers. They held her captive—and she readily surrendered her freedom.
“We’re like day and night. Summer and winter. Fire and ice. And yet something about you whispers my name and echoes inside me …” His mouth found her pulse point. Damp, hot lips nibbled on her skin and sent her wits reeling. “You should have never come in here. It was a mistake.”
“Then tell me to leave and I’ll go,” she replied through a breathy whisper. Her voice sounded thick with desire, hoarse … she hardly recognized it as her own. “And I don’t believe we’re complete opposites,” she said, her words husky and guttural. “I think the real you is hiding.”
Impenetrable silence took hold. Only the howling wind and David’s heavy breathing breached the quiet.
“Should I leave?”
More silence. “No. I need you … I need you to stay with me.” The words emerged from the darkness and wrapped around Jeseca’s heart with the force of a lasso.
He plunged a hand beneath the bathrobe, which had fallen halfway open, and a jarring whoosh of air slammed against her skin. His tongue swirled along her collarbone, branding her flesh with slick, wet shapes. Her heart hammered, and she clutched at the bedsheet as his mouth ventured lower … lower … skirting across the V-line of her plush pajama top. Then his fingers were working the buttons, quickly undoing them and sweeping the soft material aside. Cold air tightened her naked breasts, causing gooseflesh to prickle her skin.
“Stop me if I’m going too fast,” he breathed against her.
Yes, she should stop him. This was wrong. Totally wrong. Instead, all rational thought melted away and she found herself arching against his mouth and tongue. She wanted more—not less. And she wanted him to go faster—not slower …
About Rachel L. Demeter
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Rachel L. Demeter lives in the beautiful hills of Anaheim, California with Teddy, her goofy lowland sheepdog, and her high school sweetheart of eleven years. She enjoys writing poignant romances that challenge the reader’s emotions and explore the redeeming power of love.
Imagining dynamic worlds and characters has been Rachel’s passion for longer than she can remember. Before learning how to read or write, she would dictate stories while her mother would record them for her. She holds a special affinity for the tortured hero and unconventional romances. Whether crafting the protagonist or antagonist, she ensures every character is given a soul.
Her dream is to move readers and leave an emotional impact through her words.
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Finding Gabriel
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Colonel Gabriel de Laurent departed for the war intending to die.
After a decade of bloodstained battlegrounds while fighting in Napoleon’s army, Gabriel returns to the streets of Paris a shattered and haunted soul. Plagued by inner demons, he swallows the barrel of his flintlock pistol and pulls the trigger.
But fate has a different plan.
Ariah Larochelle is a survivor. Orphaned at twelve and victim to a devastating crime, she has learned to keep her back to walls and to trust no one. But when she finds a gravely injured soldier washed up on the River Seine, she’s moved by compassion. In spite of her reservations, she rescues him from the icy water and brings him into her home.
Now scarred inside and out, Gabriel discovers a kindred spirit in Ariah—and feelings he imagined lost forever reawaken as he observes her strength in the face of adversity. But when Ariah’s own lethal secrets unfold, their new love is threatened by ancient ghosts. Can Gabriel and Ariah find hope in the wreckage of their pasts—or will the cycle of history repeat again?
Perfect for fans of Gaelen Foley’s Lord of Ice and Judith James’s Broken Wing, Finding Gabriel features all the dark romance, searing passion, and historical intrigue of The Phantom of the Opera and Les Misérables.
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