Cowboy Interrupted By Sydney Lea ♥ Blog Tour

Title: Cowboy Interrupted

Series: Silver Stone Ranch #1

Author: Sydney Lea

Genre: Contemporary Western Romance

Release Date: February 22, 2016

Joshua Kell signs a deal that will set his ranch up for life and then spends the night with the woman of his dreams. Waking up alone, he returns home, nursing a broken heart.

Brianna Evans struggles to overcome a horrific trauma. After two years, she’s finally taking back control of her life, but she panics when she wakes up next to Josh.

Bri has to find him again, and when she does, hopes he’ll understand and forgive her for running. She wants the chance to be happy again. But when a ghost from her past threatens to take everything away, Bri has to trust her cowboy will stop at nothing to keep her safe.

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Sydney Lea is a married mother of two and an avid reader who enjoys falling in love with one book boyfriend after another. After years of dreaming up Mr Perfect, she has finally put pen to paper and created him herself. Whether your ideal man is a shifter, vampire, cowboy or alien, she has something for every one.

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Blurb

She’s kryptonite.

Sensual, sweet, and as annoyingly perfect as she was when I left 7 years ago.

My body remembers the way she felt underneath me, and wants her again.

My heart remembers the way she crushed it and wants as far away as possible.

But she’s everywhere, haunting me, torturing me, driving me past all logical reason.

I need to forget her, move on and get her out of my system, but to do that,

I need to have her one.

Last.

Time.

It started as a kiss.

We never meant to fall in love.

But I was 17 and carefree,

And he was 19, beautiful and forbidden.

Our families never would have accepted it…

And I broke his heart to save his future.

Now the boy I loved 7 years ago is the man I can’t have.

He’s grown into everything my body craves, my heart demands…

and my sense of decency rejects.

EXCERPT

It’s 4.45 pm and I am just going through my emails for the day when my intercom sounds.

Eliza speaks. “Mr Stanton, Miss Marx is here to see you.”

I smile. The crazy bitch won’t take a hint. “Send her in,” I sigh.

The bodyguard opens the door and she walks in wearing a black coat, her high heels clicking on the marble tiles. She smiles warmly and her dimples immediately defrost my anger. Just the sight of my precious girl makes my neck tight and I crack it to release the tightness.

“Hello baby,” she smiles.

“Hello.” I smile defeated, she’s not going to let me fight with her, and it’s strangely comforting.

“I wanted to come and see where you work.” Her eyes flick around the office.

I smirk as I sit back in my chair. “Did you now?”

She nods again and her eyes look around the room and up to the ceiling. “Your office is very nice.”

I frown, not understanding what she is doing. “Are there cameras in here?” she asks.

I smile. “No.”

She bites her lip nervously. “I thought I would come and show you what I bought today.”

I raise a brow in question.

She drops the coat and my eyes drop down her body. She is in a black suspender belt, lace bra and G-string … fucking Perfection.

She holds her hand out and I take it in mine as I stand. She does a twirl on the spot and I feel my cock harden. “You like, Mr Stanton?” she asks.

My eyes hold hers and I reply. “I do.”

“I know that you’re disappointed in me but I’m not letting your mother come between us again.”

I smirk.

“Do you want to be friends?” She raises an eyebrow in question as she places her hands on her hips.

I can’t resist and my lips drop to the part where her neck meets her shoulder and I kiss her gently. “Are you trying to bargain your way out of my anger, Miss Marx?” I run my lips back and forth up her neck.

She drops her head to the side to give me greater access. “Maybe?” she whispers as she smiles into my kiss and runs her tongue though my open smiling lips.

“Maybe?” I repeat. “What does that mean?” I ask as she kisses me more urgently and I feel my cock start to thump as I see our reflection in the window. The sight of her in that lingerie in my office nearly makes me come on the spot. She is standing on her toes to reach me and in the process flexing every muscle in her legs and ass. So fucking hot …

“It means I have a closing argument for you,” she whispers as she tiptoes to kiss my neck. She bites me and goosebumps scatter up my arms.

“What’s the closing argument?” I whisper huskily.

She slowly unzips my pants and without breaking eye contact drops to her knees in front of me. My hands instinctively go to the back of her head.

“I would like you to blow in my mouth,” she breathes and then licks her lips as she frees me from my pants and gently licks up the length of my penis. I run my hand gently over her hair as my cock oozes pre-ejaculate. Fuck, I love this woman.

“And then I want you to bend me over your desk and fuck me like you hate me!” she whispers.

I grab a hand full of hair and impale her mouth with my cock.

“Stop talking and start sucking because you are about to fucking cop it.” I growl as I fill her mouth to the hilt and hiss as I pull out, again deeper, and she runs her tongue over the end of me as she pulls out and my eyes close. Fuck, she gives good head. Deeper and deeper she takes me as she fondles my balls and I watch our reflection in the window until I am so crazy with lust that I can’t stand it anymore. I don’t want her mouth, I want inside her. I drag her up by the arm and throw her across my desk and rip her underpants from her body. There she lies … my beautiful kryptonite. I spread her with my fingers so that I can see her beautiful weeping pink flesh and pull her breast out of her bra to get the visual of the whole package. I look up at the door as I realise that it isn’t locked and it only fuels my desire even more. Anyone could walk in here at any moment, and the thought of someone seeing us like this turns me inside out. I pull her apart again and start to stroke myself slowly and vigorously, one … two … three … four … my cock weeps.

Her dark eyes watch me and her back arches off the table. “Joshua,” she begs and I start to run my head backwards and forwards through her until I can hold it no longer and I feed my cock into her hot flesh.

“That’s it,” she whispers as her eyes roll back in her head.

My eyes close as I try to control the orgasm that is hammering up on me. I grab her shoulders with straightened arms for leverage and I let loose: long hard punishing stokes where she can’t speak. Pure desire fills her face, her mouth hangs open and she tries to deal with the brutality of my flesh ripping through hers. I rip her shoes off and bring her feet up to my shoulders as once again my eyes flick to the door. Fuck, we are going to get caught. Adrian will be here any moment. I bring one of her feet up to my face and while my cock works at a piston pace I slowly lick her instep underneath her foot.

“Ahhh,” she cries as she tries to rip her foot from my grip.

My body is now out of control and I couldn’t stop if I wanted to. The desk is banging and she puts her hand up and clutches at the air as she comes silently around my cock. The muscle contraction is so intense that it doubles me over and I pump her, one … two … three times with my hands wrapped around her shoulders, and I come in a rush into her beautiful hot body. I lean and drop my head to her shoulder as I try to catch my breath, my heart hammering in my chest along with hers.

And she kisses me, the gentle tender kiss that is Natasha. The most powerful gesture in my world is the tender kiss in the afterglow of lovemaking from this beautiful creature. Nothing is more important than this, what we have. I thank god every day that she has come into my life … that she makes me feel like this. I feel myself being overwhelmed with emotion and I close my eyes and my lips instinctively drop to her neck as I try to gather my thoughts.

“You’re totally right. I do give a great closing argument,” she whispers.

I smile broadly into her neck. “Yes, you do.”

“I’m like the queen of closing arguments.” She giggles.

“Shut up.” I smile as I kiss her again on the neck and do up my fly. Then I stand and pull her up into a standing position and quickly retrieve her jacket and put it on her. “Stop seducing me in my office. Anybody could have walked in,” I mutter, disgusted that I lost my head. I bend and pick up her G-string and put it into my pocket.

She pushes me back into my chair and sits across my lap like a child with her arms wrapped around my neck.

“I love you,” she whispers as she kisses me again gently.

I smile and peck her on the lips. “I love you too.”

She starts to do crazy little kisses all over my face and I screw up my face to escape her.

“Does that mean you can take me on a date tonight … just us?” she whispers as she raises her eyebrows in question.

I smirk. “I suppose,” I reply.

The thing is, after the day I have had I should be in a much worse mood than I am. Lucky for me my girl knows what I need better than I do and a deep sense of contentment sweeps over me. Having her here with me and on my side is all that I need.

About the Author:

Tee Swan was born in Sydney Australia and is the author of Contemporary Romance novels, Stanton Adore, Stanton Unconditional and Stanton Completely.
Her new novel, Find Me Alastar is due for release in early 2016.

She studies Psychology and works for the Australian Schizophrenia Fellowship. When Tee is not working in the depths of mental health, you will find her daydreaming about her next story, writing, drinking coffee or hanging with her beloved husband and three kids in her sleepy beach side town south of Sydney.

Tee’s aim is to write steamy, tender love stories that stay with you long after you close the book.

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The Fragile Line Part One By Alicia Kobishop ♥ Blog Tour

The Fragile Line: Part One

Synopsis

Recommended for ages 18+ due to strong language and sexual content.

Chloe McCarthy thought she had found the perfect guy. Someone just as detached as she was when it came to love and commitment. Someone who never pressured her for more than just sex. But when she gets a little too comfortable with their arrangement, and he rejects her for someone else, it triggers heartbreaking memories that leave her questioning her resolve for a commitment-free life. In a moment of self-pity, she calls on the one person who she knows will make her smile.

Matt Langston lives a drama-free life, and he wants to keep it that way. Chloe McCarthy? All drama. Which is why he needs to stay away from her. A mechanic by day and bouncer by night, he tries to focus on work, but the more he tries, the more she creeps into his thoughts and his dreams, until he realizes that he needs to get her out of his system once and for all.

The Fragile Line is a spin-off to The Fine Line, told in an addicting three-part romance novella series, with each part building on the last. The series may be read alone, however, reading The Fine Line first will provide a further introduction to the characters which may enhance the overall reading experience

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“Is it everything you hoped it would be?” Chloe asked, as I took a bite of the most
delicious bread I have ever tasted.

This bread was so good that the garlicy, buttery, orgasmic
masterpiece of flavor in my mouth forced a long moan out of my throat. “Oh, yeah.”
I mumbled with the bread still in my cheek. “This is fucking incredible.”

The dark wooden table of our window booth was dimly lit by
an overhanging lamp with a red shade.
For a small restaurant, Ricci’s had an inviting, casual atmosphere
complete with old-time Italian music. At
this time of night, there were only a few other diners scattered about. I would imagine the place would be closing up
soon for the evening.

She leaned in and whispered, “What if I told you I know how
to make it?”

That caught my attention…enough to stop chewing. “Don’t tease me, woman.”

She leaned back and huffed in exasperation. “God, why are
you so macho? The name’s Chloe. CH-L-O-EEE.”

I chuckled. “If you
say so. I’ve gotta hear this. How do you know how to make the bread?”

“I dated one of the cooks when I worked here.” She shrugged
and took a bite of bread.

Should’ve known that.
But really? Was that all she was
going to give me? “And…did the recipe
just osmose from his brain to yours on a date?”

She gave me the stink eye.
“I told him I’d only go out with him if he gave me the recipe. So he did.
And we went on a date. And that
was it.”

“Lemme guess. He
wasn’t your type.”

She shook her head.
“I don’t really have a type. I
like variety.”

I nodded with raised brows, keeping my mouth shut about the
fact that she just fed into her promiscuous reputation. Was she doing it on purpose? Did she actually want people to think she was
easy? She seemed okay tonight. Why did part of me want to believe her rep was
BS?

“What about you?” she asked.
“How come I never see you with any girls?”

“I could ask you the same thing. Why no steady boyfriend? You’re sexy as hell. If you dropped the bitch act, you could
easily land some dude if you wanted to.”

There went my word vomit.
So much for keeping my mouth shut.
Luckily, she didn’t seem offended this time.

Instead, she forced out a humorless laugh. “Yeah, just not
the one I want.”

I cocked a brow.

She rolled her eyes and took a sip of her lemonade.

“Maybe it’s not an act,” she continued.

I nodded in thought.
“Or, maybe it is. You seem pretty
cool now. Not clingy or—” What’s a nice
way to say ‘easy’? “—overly accessible.
It’s a nice change. You should do
it more often.”

Her face scrunched up.
“Maybe I just don’t like you.”

“Or. Maybe you like
me more than you think.” I winked.

The waiter came with our plates, a Sirloin Marsala for me
and a spaghetti with meatballs for her.
After grating Parmesan cheese over her plate, he asked the typical
waiter question, “Is there anything else I can get for you two?”

I answered instantly, “More bread.”

The kid, who must’ve been fifteen or sixteen, eyed our full
basket of bread, then looked back at me with a quizzical look on his face which
kind of pissed me off. I mean, I
would’ve eaten it all up already if he wouldn’t have been so quick with our
meals. And I wanted leftovers.

“Please,” I said calmly.

“O…kay? I’ll be back
with that in a minute.”

Dipshit.

The steak was even better than the bread. It literally melted in my mouth. Chloe laughed when I moaned again at the
taste, and I smiled, knowing that my mission for the night had just been
accomplished.

We savored our meals quietly for a few minutes before she
broke the silence, continuing our conversation.
“Maybe I’m not interested in anything serious with anyone. Maybe taking what I want and being…less than
nice…is the best way to make sure they don’t get all googly with me.”

“What the hell does ‘googly’ mean?”

“Come on, you know.”

I shook my head no.

“It’s the lovey-dovey look in someone’s eyes. Whether it’s a boy or girl, man or woman, we
all do it. It’s the way someone looks at
you when they want you to think they’re falling for you. They look at you with ‘googly-eyes.’”

“Ha! You seem like an
expert. Maybe your nickname should be
‘heartbreaker.’”

“Yeah, right. I’ve
only gotten that look from one person.
And I’m not the one who did the heart breaking in that situation.”

I nodded in understanding.
It couldn’t have been Logan. He’s
never felt that way about her. My
curiosity piqued. “First love?”

“Yeah, I guess you could say that.”

She continued stuffing spaghetti into her face as if this
conversation were over. I cleared my
throat to get her attention. It worked
because she looked up from her plate with a WTF look. “Go on, Pink, spill it. You know you want to.”

She laughed again.
Just a small one, but a laugh nonetheless. It took her another moment before she finally
started to talk.

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Alicia Kobishop is a contemporary romance writer who lives in Milwaukee, WI, USA with her husband and two children.

Before trying her hand in writing, she worked her way up in the field of administrative healthcare with experiences ranging from working within a large local healthcare organization, to smaller independent physician practices.

In early 2013 her life took a change of course when she re-evaluated her passions in life, and sought out to try many new things. She reclaimed her childhood passion for reading, and after reading tons of fictional novels in a short amount of time, and loving every moment of it, she became absorbed with the idea of taking her experience with books to the next level, and decided to write one. Nine months later, her debut novel, The Fine Line was published.

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The Living Series by Melody Dawn

To Live Again (The Living Series #1)

This is Living (The Living Series #1.5)

New Adult / Contemporary Romance

Chloe: She’s broken beyond repair.

Jayson: He’s determined to fix her and make her love him in the process.

Chloe has the perfect life or so everyone thinks.

She tried to leave her past behind, but it follows her like a dark shadow. Drowning in guilt, she’s dying to live, but sees no way out. So she tries to fool herself and everyone else into believing she is fine.

But Jayson sees through the act that Chloe puts up for everyone else and he’s going to do everything in his power to help her to live again.

Can Chloe let go, or will that night forever ruin her future?

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The first time Jayson Reece saw Chloe Schaeffer, he knew she would be his forever. He promised her then that he would show her how to live rather than just letting life pass her by. Now, 9 years later, they’ve had the storybook romance, a picture perfect wedding, and two twin boys to complete the family they always wanted.

But something is missing…

With two rambunctious boys, Chloe decides to be a stay-at-home mom until the boys are old enough to go to school. So, with her dreams of being a social worker put on hold, she throws everything she has into being the perfect mother and wife.

Jayson has a very demanding career as an Emergency Room physician. He tries to balance out his workload and that of being a family man, but lately his job has come first. Is he beginning to lose focus on the things that are most important to him?

Will Chloe’s drive for perfection and the challenges of Jayson’s career drive them apart? Or will they realize that love creates the perfection she desires and the balance he needs to keep his family together?

There’s only one thing left to do. Jayson needs to renew his promise to Chloe and she needs to trust Jayson to get them back to where they belong.

A place where living and loving is required…those only wanting to exist need not apply.

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To Live Again

After getting out of the shower, I finish my morning routine. Taking in a breath, I know it’s time. I have to look in the mirror to check my appearance before I can leave the bathroom. I slowly raise my head and look, hoping that I can do it quickly without really having to notice my eyes. But, as usual, I stare into my reflection for a moment. I see the dark circles and notice that my violet eyes look the way they usually do, like I have no soul, because really I don’t; not anymore.

I know there is nothing I can do to change it, so I turn around and leave the bathroom and go off to start another new semester at Rice University. Pulling into the student parking lot, I find a place to park. I breathe deeply, relax my face muscles, and pull on the smiling mask that everyone expects of me and go looking for my class.

I am double majoring in Sociology and Psychology since I hope to become a social worker. Because of this, I am always looking to take classes that will help me understand what people are going through and how they react to dire situations. My first class on my new schedule will definitely help with that. It’s called Psychology 305: Death and Dying-Understanding the Grieving Process.

As I make my way across the parking lot, it occurs to me that it’s sort of ironic that I’m taking this class. Maybe I will get some insight into myself and finally some closure. Yeah right, and maybe I will sleep until 5:50 in the morning. Shaking my head in disgust, I square my shoulders and open the door, looking for my favorite seat…1st row, 3rd seat, closest to the door.

Immediately, I see it is already taken by a very large, very beautiful boy. Holy hell and hotness. He’s so gorgeous, but he is in my seat, so hot or not, he’s going to have to move it. If he doesn’t, at least I will have had a chance to talk to him and look at him; yeah, I’m so objectifying him right now. I bet feminism just slid back a couple of centuries, but surely women everywhere will understand when they get a load of what I’m seeing.

Even so, I walk up to his desk and as he looks up at me, I see the most gorgeous green eyes and black hair. Green eyes are my weakness and he is certainly no exception. I am standing there just staring at him so I know I have to act like I’m not affected by him at all. It’s kind of written in the girl code handbook that we can’t let hot guys know how they affect us, right?

Keeping this in mind, I look at him and say, “Excuse me, you’re in my seat.”

He laughs and says, “No sweetheart, I’m in my seat.”

I roll my eyes and move to the next seat over. A few seconds later, he taps me on the shoulder and says, “Hey, I’m Jayson or Jase, which ever you would like to call me.”

I glare at him and ask, “So? What makes you think I am going to call you anything?” He just winks at me and smiles a devastating smile. “If you want this seat, the price is introducing yourself.”

Feeling like something big is happening, I reach out my hand and say, “Hi, I’m Chloe Schaeffer.”

As our hands touch, I feel a spark of electricity and we both look at each other in a shocked way. We sit there for a second, staring at each other, with clasped hands. Jerking my hand back, I stand and wait as he gets up to exchange seats with me while feeling a little bad that I made such a big deal about a desk.

When he stands up, I look up at him and it’s a long way up there. He has black hair that looks like he either ran his hands through it a bunch of times or he just naturally has that sexy fall out of bed look. You know the kind people pay stylists a ton of money to get? Not to mention the green eyes, I know I already did, but God can you blame me?

I keep ogling him and the view just gets better and better. He has on a RU t-shirt and faded jeans that fit him just right paired with black Harley boots. But the best thing of all is his mouth. His lips are full and gorgeous and look like they’re made for sinning and I definitely want to be the first to fall from grace. I snap back to myself when I see him just standing there. I think he is secretly laughing at me so now I don’t feel so bad about stealing his seat.

The professor comes into the room and as he begins droning on and on about death, I keep sneaking peeks over at my sexy neighbor and C-R-A-P, crap, he just caught me checking him out. He looks back at me and winks. I immediately blush and look away and it hits me that for a moment, I forgot the hell that is my life.

This is Living

Carrying me over to the small bed, he starts to lay me down; however I refuse to let go of him.

“Wait, are these sheets clean? Who else has been in this bed?”

I feel his chest moving against me and I know he is trying not to laugh out loud. Punching him in the arm, I say, “Don’t laugh at me; you know how I am! I just don’t want to be lying in someone else’s stuff.”

“Well, I’m the only one that’s been on shift the last two days, so you don’t have anything to worry about.”

Are you sure about that? I shut my eyes at the thought that crossed my mind because just the idea of it makes me want to hurl. I open my eyes and he is just staring at me with an odd look on his face.

“Why are you looking at me like that,” I ask in a quiet panic. Surely, he doesn’t know what I was just thinking.

“You tell me. Why did you shut your eyes with a pained look on your face and hesitate when I said it was only me that’s been using this bed?”

His ability to read me has me at a loss for words. I start to answer, but then shut my mouth. I’m not sure what to say that isn’t going to sound like an accusation. Maybe I should just say what’s been bothering me, then he can reassure me and we’ll move on.

“Uh, I don’t know. You haven’t been home for two days and didn’t call, plus you only texted when I texted first. I just thought…” Good one, Chloe, that didn’t sound accusatory at all.

Pulling away from me, he walks over to where he left his scrubs and starts to get dressed. “Wait, what are you doing?”

With his jaw clenched and eyes flashing, he shakes his head. “Get dressed, Chloe. Go home. I will talk to you later.”

“Go home? For your information, I’m not some child you get to send away. I cannot believe you just said that to me.”

“I don’t know what to say to you. I haven’t looked at another woman since the day I laid eyes on you. You can say a lot of things about me, but cheating isn’t one of them.”

Shit, shit, shit! This is not what I wanted. Why the hell didn’t I listen to Madison? “I didn’t mean anything by what I said. I was just stating that I haven’t seen you in a while.”

“It sure as hell sounds like you were accusing me of cheating on you. Is that really what you think I’ve been doing the past couple of days?”

He looks so angry and I hate it more than anything. I don’t do well with confrontation and this is even worse than usual.

Instead of reassuring him, I’m standing there frozen, unable to speak. When he sees I’m not going to answer, he slams his hand down on a locker while cursing.

“Jayson, you are putting words in my mouth,” I finally manage to say.

Feeling exposed, I began yanking my clothes on. It’s obvious nothing is going to happen here and I’m not standing here naked while he yells at me.

“Ok, then tell me what you were thinking and don’t lie to me. I’m really fucking pissed right now so tell me that I’m wrong.”

Without waiting for an answer, he yells, “No, I’m not pissed, I’m fucking hurt that you would think so little of me. All these years and nothing has changed, has it?”

“Stop this now,” I tell him in a shaky voice.

“We need to both take a step back and take a breath before we say something we can’t take back. You haven’t called or come home, so yes, I was feeling a bit insecure. I also may have let my emotions and my brain run away from me, but don’t you EVER accuse me by saying nothing has changed. You know that’s not true. I think I will go home. This is not the place or time to discuss issues such as these and I’m not going to stand here and scream back and forth like some characters on a reality show just to get my point across.”

I can see my words are hitting home with him and now I’m the angry one. I never came out and accused him of cheating on me. You sure didn’t say that he hadn’t when he asked you, did you? I ruthlessly tamp down on these thoughts because while we are both in the wrong here, one of us has to walk away. If it has to be me, then so be it.

He’s still standing in front of the door and as I near him, I can see the tired lines of his face. I hate that he is so exhausted. I hate that we fought with such hateful words…this is the worst fight we’ve ever had…even more so than when I left him sitting in a restaurant 9 years ago. When I reach him, I wrap my arms around his waist and rest my head on his chest. His body is stiff against mine, but finally he wraps his arms around me and squeezes.

“I’m sorry I hurt you. I was freaked out when I didn’t hear from you last night and you didn’t come home this morning. Then, when I got here, the new nurse acted strangely when I asked for you.”

He doesn’t let go, but neither does he respond, so I look up at him and wink, trying to get him in a better mood. “This is where you apologize on bended knee. And then let me out of the deal that says I might have to give any money back for swearing.”

Bending down, he places his forehead against mine and says, “I’m sorry, too…for everything. I’m exhausted and I have a bitch of a headache.”

I close the distance and kiss him in reply. “I love you.”

He mumbles, “Me, too, I have to go.”

Suddenly he lets go of me and turns to open the door. All I can think of is that he didn’t say I love you back, just “me, too.”

Before walking out, he stops and presses his forehead against the door while I stand awkwardly behind him. I’m not sure what is going on, but something is. Though it’s killing me, it’s still not the time to talk about it or spring any other news on him. I place my hand in his and wait.

Melody Dawn is an aspiring contemporary romance author residing in the southern part of the US. She started reading romance novels when she was a teenager and became addicted to Happily Ever After’s. She got her own HEA when she met her soulmate 20 years ago and they have been together ever since. They have two furbabies who think they are Kings of the Castle and require a ton of attention. When she is not reading or writing, she loves to refurbish old furniture into new pieces, scrapbook, and most of all spend time with her main guy.

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Maryann Jordan ~ Seeing Love ~ Blog Tour

Saints Protection & Investigation

Author – Maryann Jordan

Book – Seeing Love

Photographer – Eric McKinney

Model – Justin Hook

Blog tour – 21st March – 27th March

Tour host – Hooked on books & Cherry0Blossoms Promotions

Saints Protection & Investigations

A private investigation business, pulling together men from the CIA, FBI, ATF,
DEA, Border Patrol, SEALS, and police, devoted to the missions no one else
wants or can solve.

A man who searches for facts:

A former SEAL, Bart Taggart’s career with Saints Protection &
Investigations fills his need to take on any mission, see it to the end, and
then enjoy his down time with his friends and easy women. A man who searches
for facts has no room in his life for deceivers.

His world is turned upside down, when assigned to assist the FBI in searching
for a kidnapped boy, he is paired with a dark-haired beauty, unlike any woman
he has met.

A woman who with the gift of sight:

Faith Romani, a psychologist and artist, works for the local police
occasionally, using her special gift of sight. Tired of hiding her gift if it
can be used for good, she strives for acceptance in a world of doubters.

Sparks fly when the two are forced to spend a week close together as they race toward
the deadline given by the kidnappers. Will Bart be able to put aside his
prejudice to accept that not all truths can be explained? Will Faith be able to
understand her visions in time to save the child? Will the two of them be able
to forge a partnership…or possibly more?

Seeing Love is a riveting novel that will hold you to the dynamic end!

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A private investigation business, pulling together men from the CIA, FBI, ATF, DEA, Border Patrol, SEALs, and police, devoted to the missions that no one else wanted or could solve.

Jude Stedson was a SEAL… at least until an injury while on a mission left him with an honorable medical discharge and no direction as to what to do next. He even relegated his girlfriend to friend status until he could decide what he wanted to do with a life that had been dedicated to the SEALS.

Sabrina Taggart loved the man…not the title. But until she could prove that their love would continue, she took the role of friend…just to stay close.

When a con artist set his sights on her family, Jude stepped in, willing to work with her cousin, a member of the Saints P&I. Keeping Sabrina safe gave him a new mission. Finding a new mission gave him purpose. When her life was threatened, Jude knew that nothing would stop him from saving her…or loving her.

Can he prove that he has what it takes to be a Saint?

Healing Love

Saints Protection & Investigation

A private investigation business, pulling together men from the CIA, FBI, ATF, DEA, Border Patrol, SEALs, and police, devoted to the missions that no one else wanted or could solve.

Cam Perez left his juvenile deliquent years behind to become an undercover detective and then accepted a job with Saints Protection & Investigations. When a friend’s sister, a Red Cross nurse, was kidnapped, Cam eagerly stepped up to take on the rescue mission. The right man for the job, he was focused on what needed to be done…until he lay eyes on her. And then not only saving her life but winning her heart became the new mission.

Miriam Delaro had become discontent in her hospital job, so the chance to go to Mexico to work for the Red Cross when an earthquake struck was the perfect career change. Then she and three other nurses were kidnapped by a drug cartel, who needed their services to aid the cartel’s wounded. She tended the ill by day, but at night prayed for a deliverer, wondering if escape was possible. Then he came…disguised as a lowly, wounded worker.

Their meeting was only the beginning. Having to escape the guards, travel by canoe in a storm, and cross miles of perilous Mexican cartel country to get to the ocean where the Saints could picked them up was their goal. Falling in love was their reward.

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Serial Love

Saints Protection & Investigation

Jack Bryant left the Special Forces to begin his private
investigation business. Pulling together like-minded men from the CIA, FBI,
ATF, DEA, Border Patrol, SEALs, and police, they were devoted to the missions
that no one else wanted or could solve.

When the Campus Killer strikes again, Jack’s team is tasked by

the Governor to
find the killer, using whatever means they can.

While following the trail of the serial killer, he becomes entangled in the
life of the beautiful woman living next to his property.

Bethany Bridwell moved in with her grandmother to take over running Mountville
Cabin Rentals. She had no time for the handsome, mysterious man living next
door who continued to intrude into her life…and her thoughts.

Jack battled his growing feelings for Bethany, worried his life would not allow
for the white-picket-fence world she should have. But he was unable to stay
away.

When the trail of the Campus Killer strikes close to home, can Jack protect
Bethany long enough to give her the future she deserves?

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As an Amazon Best Selling Author, I have always been an avid reader. I joke that I “cut my romance teeth” on the historical romance books. In 2013 I started a blog to showcase wonderful writers. In 2014, I finally gave in to the characters in my head pleading for their story to be told. Thus, Emma’s Home was created.

My first novel, Emma’s Home became an Amazon Best Seller in 3 categories within the first month of publishing. Its success was followed by the rest of the Fairfield Series and then led into the Love’s Series. From there I have continued with the romantic suspense Alvarez Security Series and now the Saints Protection & Investigation Series, all bestsellers.

My books are filled with sweet romance and hot sex; mystery, suspense, real life characters and situations. My heroes are alphas, take charge men who love the strong, independent women they fall in love with.

I worked as a counselor in a high school and have been involved in education for the past 30 years. I recently retired and now can spend more time devoted to my writing.

I have been married to a wonderfully patient man for 34 years and have 2 adult, very supportive daughters.

When writing, my dog or one of my cats will usually be found in my lap!

I love to hear from readers, so please email me!

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Author – Lillian Bryant

Book – Beneath the Vine

Event – Blog tour

Date – 21st – 28th March

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Selene Cavalier spent the majority of her time behind her

cello. Her dull life was made up of dark notes, hard work and sheet music.

Bennett Monterosso did what he had to do to get his family’s

winery up and running. He didn’t have time for his old ways. His quiet

dominance had been silenced. His need was just waiting below the surface, until

now.

Having her—it was all he could think about as he watched the

young woman behind the cello.

Gage Calibri left his best friend, his home and his

tarnished past five years ago. He suppressed his darker tastes, his physical

appetites, and his secrets until he no longer had a choice.

It only took one night for these three lives to collide and

to be altered forever.

This wasn’t what they were expecting. This wasn’t who she

was. Each moment they sank deeper, each minute they felt more, each second they

took her further.

Unhinged… restrained… this obsession… this love… it was all

consuming.

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PLAY LIST

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Sail by Vitamin

String Quartet

Higher Love by

James Vincent Mc Morrow

What Kind of Man by

Florence + The Machine

Change by

Deftones

Nothing Else Matters by

Apocalyptica

Run by Snow

Patrol and Eklipse

I Know You Care by

Ellie Goulding

Say You Love Me by

Jesse Ware

Revolution by

Diplo, Faustix, Kai and ImanoS

Lights by

Wanderhouse

From Eden by

Hozier

A Quiet Darkness by

Houses

Colorblind by

Natalie Walker

Green Mile by

SZA

All You Wanted by

Alison Sudol

New York by The

Boxer Rebellion

Won’t You Come Again by

Susie Suh

Hearts A Mess by

Gotye

I’m on Fire by

Low

All Shook Up by

Avila

I Don’t Wanna Be In

Love by Dark Waves

Words Are Weapons by

Birdy

Little Do You Know by

Alex and Sierra

The After You by

Miakoda

With Or Without You

by Boyce Ave

Love Is a Battlefield by Whitechilde

Begging For Thread by

Banks

Love Like This by

Kodaline

Song for Zula by

Phosphorescent

Will You Still Love

Me Tomorrow by Sweet Talk Radio

Meant by

Elizaveta

Molecules by

Atlas Genius

Pale Lung by

Robyn Sherwell

Fire and the Flood by

Vance Joy

Bad Things by

Meiko

Secret by Angel

Snow

Sunrise by

Lonesome Animals

Four Walls by

Broods

Everybody Wants to

Rule the World by Lorde

Don’t Want To Lose

You by Aaron Krause

One Way or Another by

Until The Ribbon Breaks

Are You The One by

The Presets

Couldn’t Stop Caring by

The Spiritual Machines

Save My Soul by Rivvrs

Extract

Prologue

Never trust yourself…

in a man’s bed. That moment when everything is falling out from under you, it’s

like pure fluid sound. The ache abates, your heart hammers, your voice shakes,

and becomes something treacherous. It belies who you were before he made you

feel something greater than God. It’s as if the heat of your body will never

cool without his hands. Don’t believe his whispered words, the chill along your

skin a blue lit fired flame. Don’t allow yourself to make him any promises;

don’t let yourself begin to think everything will always be this good.

It’s a ruse.

You’re just his last

breath.

Lust is a liar… and

love takes victims.

The light was dim,

the soft, quiet sound of music sifting through the room. The familiar

smell of cedar wood and sage made the fiction easier to swallow, made

everything seem just as it should be as I moved through the apartment.

The muggy copper

scent of horror hit me just as I walked past the kitchen.

“Selene.”

His tone was flat…

stark… no man should ever look so broken.

My tear filled eyes

on the gun, I reached into the empty space between us. “Don’t.”

GET TO KNOW YOU INTERVIEW

Your books are so

emotional. How long does it take for you to be able to get the characters out

of your mind and move on to the next?

I’ve noticed with

each book I write, the harder it is to Detach. Beneath The Vine has been the

hardest book for me to walk away from. But, I am currently working on a another

piece under a different Pen =)

Are the names of the

characters in your novels important?

Yes! Most if not all

the names are people in my life, or people who have impacted it =) Not always

though. Cole from Pressure… I don’t know a Cole Unfortunately.

What are the most

important attributes to remaining sane as a writer?

Oreos and caffeine

What is the most

demeaning thing said about you as a writer?

In a review, I had

someone personally attack me. Reviews should be constructive.

How do you react to a

bad review of one of your books?

If it’s constructive,

I’ll probably cry, eat large quantities of oreos and then pull up my big girl

panties and take the advice given, and hopefully be better next time =)

What was the hardest

part of writing your book?

Beneath the Vine was

in Three POVs. It was hard keeping that timeline and structure I had in my

head.

Did you learn

anything from writing your book and what was it?

That I was able to

get through such an emotional roll-coaster. This book about ruined me.

Is there a message in

your novel that you want readers to grasp?

You can’t always get

what you want, and love is always more important than how many orgasm a guy

gives you =) Sometimes… 😉

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Have you ever read or

seen yourself as a character in a book or a movie?

I like to pretend I’m

Elizabeth Bennett on most occasions.

COVERS: What gave you

the idea?

Francesca Webster did

my cover for Beneath the Vine. I wanted the suspense to be felt and still add

an element important to the story, which is Selene’s Music.

Describe in 5 words,

your writing:

Erotic, emotional,

suspenseful, darkish, and romantic

When you were a child

what did you want to be when you grew up?

I wanted to restore

paintings

What do you use to

write your book?

A PC

Do you listen to

music while you writing or reading?

YES!!! Spotify is

LIFE

Tell us your latest

news?

I will be working on

Gravity, Book two in my Hospital Series soon!

What book are you

reading now?

Lucky Strike by M.

Andrews

What are your pet

peeves?

When my hubby leaves

dirty dishes in the sink. And people who chew with their mouth open.

Do you ever write

naked?

LOL No, no one wants

to see that nonsense. LOL

What is your

favourite Starbuck’s/coffee shop drink?

White Chocolate Mocha

What’s your favourite

fruit?

Kiwi

What’s your favourite

tv show?

I love all things

dark, Dexter, Criminal Minds, The Fall… oh and I love New Girl

What’s your favorite

genre?

Dark/ contemporay

Romance and Classics

One of your favourite

quotes.

“I desire the things

which will destroy me in the end” Sylvia Plath

Do you enjoy giving

interviews?

Yes I think they are

fun!!

Top Ten Book

Boyfriends:

Ambrose Young, Mr.

Darcey, Naz Vitale, Joe Goldberg, Professor Emerson, Christian Grey, Edward

Cullen, Colonel Brandon, Ark from 321, Austin Carillo,

Five Fun Facts:

1. I am a psych nurse

2. I write under another pen. 3. I am a bit of an introvert 4. If I could I’d

live in Ireland 5. I watched the restoration of Sistine Chapel on TV in it’s

entirety.

Thank you so much for

taking part. We can’t wait to read more work from you.

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Game Player By B.J. Harvey ♥ Release Blitz

Title: Game Player

Series: Game #1

Author: BJ Harvey

Genre: Romantic Comedy with Heat

Release Date: March 23, 2016
Cover Designer: Najla Qamber Designs

From the USA Today bestselling author of the Bliss series comes a new spin off series featuring your favorite Bliss series characters who are yet to meet their match.

Matt Taylor’s motto:

“I’m the king of the cut ‘n’ run. I wine them, dine them, then slide inside them, making sure I get up, get dressed and get out before they can even utter the words “second date.”

Mia Roberts’ motto:

“I’m queen of the chase. I meet them, greet them, date them and leave them. A social butterfly, I’m happily single and happy to stay that way.”

The players have been found.

The challenge has been set.

Whatever happens, they’ll soon find out that playing the game can get you played in the best possible way.

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“Have you ever measured it?” I ask with a grin, as his eyes grow wide.

“No,” he replies with an awkward laugh, totally giving himself away. “Why would I? It does the job,” he says, sounding defensive.

“Well it certainly doesn’t stop short, does it?”

He rolls me onto my back and hovers over me. “It always rises to the challenge.”

I wrap my arms around his shoulders and glide my fingers through his hair. “It’s a hard job, but somebody’s got to do it.”

“I’m inches above the rest.”

“There’s stiff competition,” I add, lifting my hips to deepen the friction.

“There’s no contest, Legs. I’m the biggest you’ll ever have.”

“Will I, though? Should I have it . . . again?” I whisper.

“It would be poor form to leave me in such a state, Legs.”

“It would, wouldn’t it?” I muse. “I must stay strong, rigid even . . .”

“I think that’s my job. Besides, it might be bad for my health to stay in this state.” He lowers his forehead to mine, his eyes boring into me with such carnal heat, it’s a wonder I don’t spontaneously combust.

“Blue bean is just as real as blue balls, you know. I read about it in Cosmo.”

He chuckles, his shaking body sending delicious vibrations throughout my body. “We can’t have that now, can we?”

His lips brush over mine, so soft and gentle. My body flushes in anticipation of what I hope will be amazing sex with a very sexy—and talented—guy. “I believe it’s time I proved my worth.”

BJ Harvey is the USA Today Bestselling Author of the Bliss Series. She also regards herself as a smut peddler, suspense conjurer and a funny romance thinker upper.

An avid music fan, you will always find her singing some hit song badly but loving every minute of it.

She’s a wife, a mom to two beautiful girls, and hails from what she considers as the best country in the world—New Zealand.

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Title: Rough & Rowdy
Series: Notorious Devils MC #1
Author: Hayley Faiman
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: March 24, 2016

Kentlee Johnson has always been a sweet girl with good intentions and simple dreams.

Pierce “Fury” Duhart is an outlaw by nature, born and bred to ride with the Notorious Devils.

When a chance encounter brings them face to face, Kentlee knows that getting involved with the president of the town’s notorious MC is not a wise choice.

But Fury knows what he wants, and Kentlee is the little bit of sugar he craves on the side.

Daring to be bold for just one night, Kentlee surrenders to Fury’s advances—but one taste of the rough and rowdy man is all it takes to turn her world upside down.

*** Recommended for 18+ due to Sexual Content, Adult Language, and Violence

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“Holy wow… what a great story. There isn’t a lot of drama and suspense in this one but it’s a tale as old as time… beauty meets the beast and I love it.” ~Amy from Ramblings Beneath the Sheets

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32 years young… born and raised in California, did a stint in
Oregon only to return to the Golden State. Lived that life a while until the Lone Star State called to us, Hill Country, Texas is where we call home, where our boots rest and loving that country life. Living the life with one bearded power pole climbing husband, two little boys that are full of energy and drive us crazy plus a chocolate lab named Optimus Prime.

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“If you don’t stop, I’m going to take you back to the room and give you what you’ve been begging for. Or is that what you’re after?”

Mandy giggles and leans into Charles, and I watch from behind them, trying my best not to eavesdrop. It’s not hard to overhear from just a few paces away, and I’m also trying my best not to look envious of the couple, but I can’t help that either.

I clear my throat to remind the casino owner that I’m still here, and they turn to look as if surprised to see me. Mandy blushes and looks away while Charles just smiles his devilish grin. Mr. and Mrs. Townsend have built the Snake Eyes casino into something wonderful, and I’m here today to talk about some opportunities for our casinos to work together.

I’ve owned the Blue Diamond casino for a few years now, taking it from a downtrodden, shabby dive to a shining jewel. I’ve been looking to expand some of our entertainment venues, and Charles is looking for the same. If we are able to work together, we both look to double our revenue, and it’s hard to turn down something like that. It’s unusual for casinos to promote one another, but Charles and I are birds of a feather. We both have a head for business and a strong work ethic. Although since Charles has gotten married, I can see he’s slowed down just a bit.

I would have slowed down with Tiffany. The thought enters my mind before I can stop it, and it hits me in the gut. I’m usually in better control of myself than that, but being close to a couple who are obviously so in love is eating away at me. My jealousy is palpable, and I have the urge to go throw up.

For years I searched for her. Do you know how many Tiffany Smiths are in the world? Fifty-two thousand, seven hundred and fifty-nine. And that’s assuming she didn’t change her name. I’ve gone through countless private detectives and more money than a normal man could make in a lifetime trying to find her. False hope and women pretending to be her have broken me over the years. I’ve built my empire in the hopes that one day she might find me. Hell, I even named my casino after her. I’ll never forget her bright blue eyes. I see them every time I close my own. Somewhere in my heart, I always thought we would find one another, but maybe she’s with someone else, moved on. The thought makes me clench my fists and grit my teeth. I only have myself to blame. I should have found her by now.

“You doing okay, Ethan?” Charles’s words snap me out of my angry guessing game, and I just nod, following him through the casino lobby.

“Have you seen Foxy’s new show?” Mandy asks, obviously trying to bring us back to business.

“No, I’m afraid I haven’t had the time. But I’ve heard great things.” We pass one of her posters for the old show, and I get a funny feeling in my stomach. It happens every time I see something that reminds me of my Tiffany. The poster is of a woman, turned away from the camera with only her head and shoulders visible. Her hair is white blonde with a pink bow pinned in it. The words Foxy Bow are emblazoned across the bottom in glitter. The picture doesn’t show her face, but the blonde hair makes me think of my girl. This is Vegas, though, and a bottle of bleach is on every street corner.

“Oh, we need to have these changed out. They are the old promotional banners. Come around the front and see the new one. I think they installed it just this morning.”

“Sure, sounds great.” I don’t know why I’m melancholy all of a sudden, but I think it’s because Tiffany is on my mind so much lately.

As we walk through the casino, I try to pay attention to the conversation. Charles and Mandy are discussing plans for the casinos and what they want as far as the future of our partnership is concerned. I spend most of my life working to get noticed by someone I haven’t seen in ten years. Someone who may or may not want to see me. Someone who may or may not even be alive.

I stop that train of thought as soon as it enters my mind. I would know if my soul was gone. I would feel it in my bones if she wasn’t still breathing. I’d know it.

The day I was pulled apart from her was the worst day of my life. When I was put in the back of that cop car by DCP, I begged them to take me back. I knew that if I was separated from her, something bad would happen. If I didn’t have my eyes on her at all times, he would get to her. I just knew her father was waiting for his chance.

When we got down to the police station, it turned out that they had found a relative of mine. I’d gone into foster care after my mother died. I was placed with the Mark family, who just happened to live next to my Tiffany. When I was at the darkest point in my life, it was like God sent her to me. To shine light on my dark world.

They found my grandfather, but he had recently passed, leaving everything he had to me. A pile of money and a casino that wasn’t turning a profit. As soon as the cops let me go, I raced back to Tiffany, only to find her gone. I beat the shit out of her father but later realized he didn’t know where she went either. So I started looking for her and building a life for us. Taking what my grandfather left me and increasing it tenfold. For her. For us.

“There she is. Our star.” Mandy waves her hand up, and I follow her line of sight.

I look up, seeing a huge banner stretched across the front entrance of the hotel, and as her ice blue eyes stare back at me, my knees go weak. It’s her. It’s my Tiffany. Clutching my chest, I nearly collapse to the floor, and Charles and Mandy rush to help me.

“Where?” I manage to choke out, but they don’t respond. They look at one another as if they’re confused. Like my whole world isn’t about to explode.

“Where is Tiffany?!” I bellow, and it echoes off the black marble walls.

“She’s about to go on stage. What the fuck is wrong, Ethan?” Charles is still holding my arm to steady me, but I break free and run as fast as I can to the other side of the casino. My legs burn and my chest aches. It can’t be possible. It can’t be true. Please God, let it be true.

I don’t know what happens, or who I knock over to get there, but when I get to the entrance, security is there to try to stop me. I feel a sudden rage come over me and I turn, punching someone who puts a hand on me.

I see Charles out of the corner of my eye. He’s holding up his hands and telling people to let me pass. He must see that I’m in a fury that won’t be stopped.

When I get past the entrance, I walk into a dark room, seeing the stage at the end, and I watch the curtains part. A bright light centers on the woman, and all the air leaves my lungs.

Standing there, glowing with perfection, is my girl.

Alexa Riley is two sassy friends who got together and wrote some dirty books. They are both married moms of two who love football, donuts, and obsessed book heroes.

They specialize in insta-love, over-the-top, sweet, and cheesy love stories that don’t take all year to read. If you want something SAFE, short, and always with a happily ever after, then Alexa Riley is for you!

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