Friday, April 17, 2015

SURPRISE NEW COVER REVEAL: PREDESTINED HEARTS








Love has existed since the beginning of time. For Ashlin
Thomas, love was an illusion that she desperately wanted to make a reality.

Returning home to Savannah, after her aunt’s death, Ashlin
must deal with the harsh realities life has dealt her.

As Ashlin begins sorting through her aunt’s personal
effects, she stumbles upon a journal. Not just any journal, but the words of
her great great great grandmother, Sophia.

Two love stories intertwine with each other as Ashlin reads
the beautiful words, written over a hundred years ago.

The intense connection Ashlin feels with Sophia begins to
allow her to find herself. Never thinking love was possible for her, Ashlin now
sees it is within her grasp.




But, life is never perfect. Life is never fair.



When faced with the decision that could change Ashlin’s
future … will she sacrifice one love for another, or will her predestined heart
lead her home?




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A light rap on the counter brought my attention to the man
in front of me. He had dark-brown hair that was tousled about in disarray. His
warm brown eyes melted through me. The five o’clock shadow from the stubble on
his face showcased his strong jaw line. He was sinfully gorgeous and I could
feel my insides turn all gooey from the sight of him in front of me.
My mouth was dry as he looked at me expectantly. In that
moment, it was as if something within me altered and changed. I couldn’t
explain it.
Get it together,
Ashlin.
“I’m sorry. It’s been a long day. Can you repeat what you said?”
My voice came out fairly normal, which I was proud of, versus the crazy energy
I felt pulsating within me.
He gave a gentle look; it wasn’t cocky or knowing, but only
sweet. “Is there anything I can get you?”
Smiling back, I responded, “I’ll have the beef stew and a
water.”
“Good choice. Coming right up.” He rapped his knuckles on
the counter as he walked off to the left.
I wasn’t paying attention to how his white shirt was rolled
up to his elbows. Nope. And I wasn’t paying attention to how his khaki pants
hugged him in all the right places. Nope. And I for sure wasn’t staring at him
as if he would be sex on a stick. Nope.
Seriously get it
together, Ashlin. My life has turned inside out and the last thing I need to be
thinking about is sex.
The man turned back toward me and I looked up at the
television screen that was above, hoping I wasn’t caught ogling the bartender. I need a life, seriously. Time passed
and before I knew it, a steaming bowl of beef stew with a little plate of bread
was set in front of me.
It smelled delicious. “Thank you.”
The bartender smiled. I glanced back to my stew as I ate.
He responded, “You’re welcome.”
Taking a bite, it was one of the most delicious stews I had
ever tasted. I moaned in appreciation.
“It’s that good, eh?”
I licked my lips and felt heat creep up on my face. Not
realizing I had closed my eyes, I tentatively opened them and glanced at the
bartender, who was looking at me more intensely than before. “Oh, I did not
mean to do that out loud.” Picking up my napkin, I dabbed the corner of my
mouth. “Give my complements to the chef. It’s incredible. I’d love to get the
recipe.”
He leaned on the counter. “I’ll let the chef know. I know
him pretty well, and I’d say if he could get that type of reaction out of every
beautiful woman who ate the stew, he’d serve it all the time versus only on
special occasions.”
The bartender moved a little closer to me and I smiled at
his playful face while wanting to reach out and trace that devastatingly
handsome jaw line. Conspiringly, he whispered, “I’ve heard that the recipe is a
family secret. You’d have to marry the chef in order to get it.”
I giggled as he winked at me. “Okay, if I get that desperate
to have it, I’ll know to bring a ring and my bended knee.”
He chuckled and stood. “So, what brings you to Savannah?”
“Is this where I lay all my troubles on the line for the
bartender to listen and give advice?” I teased with him as I cocked my head.
He shrugged as he mixed a drink. The bar was otherwise
vacated except one person at the end who nursed a beer. “I happen to listen and
give advice for free on Wednesday’s.”
My smile was wide. There was something magnetic about this
man and I didn’t want our conversation to end. “Well, it’s a good thing it’s
Wednesday.”
“Yes, it is.” 







Gazing around the room, I searched for Daniel. My father and
mother were busy talking to Mr. and Mrs. Stowe along with two other couples,
whom I didn’t have the pleasure of knowing. A young gentleman had been talking
my ear off and I was in desperate need of fresh air.
Turning to him, I asked, “Will you please excuse me? I am
in need of some fresh air.”
“Shall I join you?” he asked.
I quickly shook my head. “No. No, that will not be
necessary. I have a slight headache and need some time alone.”
Nodding his head, he smiled and took a step back, giving me
a quick bow. Returning the polite gesture, I began toward the kitchen. One look
over my shoulder showed my mother watching me intently. I’m sure she was
distressed at the idea of me wandering off and being late to sit down for
dinner.
Somehow managing to find my way to the back gardens, I
smiled and inhaled a deep breath. All I smelled were azaleas. I walked along
the cobblestone pathway that intertwined among Magnolia trees and some of the
most amazing flowers I’d ever seen. My mother would be green with envy were she
to lay her eyes upon this colorful garden.
“It goes on forever,” I whispered.
“One can easily get lost back here.”
I stopped the moment I heard his voice. Closing my eyes, I
placed my gloved hands on my stomach to calm the butterflies. Inhaling a deep
breath through my nose, I slowly blew it out as I turned to face him.
Daniel. His eyes
widened and he licked his lips. I raised the corner of my mouth and bowed
slightly. Daniel walked up to me and smiled, causing my knees to shake. For a
moment, it felt as if the earth was moving and I fought to stand upright.
He took a step closer to me as his eyes moved about my
face. When they landed on my lips, I instinctively licked them. His eyes were
ablaze with fire. I took a step back as he took another step forward. My
breathing increased as I felt something I’d never felt before.
Desire.
Want.
Need.










Kelly Elliott is married to a wonderful Texas cowboy who has
a knack for making her laugh almost daily and supports her crazy ideas and
dreams for some unknown reason...he claims it's because he loves her!
She’s also a mom to an amazing daughter who is constantly
asking for something to eat while her fingers move like mad on her cell phone
sending out what is sure to be another very important text message.
In her spare time she loves to sit in her small corner
overlooking the Texas hill country and write.


One of her favorite things to do is go for hikes around her
property with Gus....her chocolate lab and the other man in her life, and Rose,
her golden retriever. When Kelly is not outside helping the hubby haul brush,
move rocks or whatever fun chore he has in store for her that day, you’ll find
her inside reading, writing or watching HGTV.












Kristin
Mayer is a wife, a proud mother, and a full-time Analyst and Import Manager.
Since an early age, she has always enjoyed reading and writing. While visiting
her father one weekend, he suggested that she should take up writing again.
With family and a career, she didn’t give it a lot of thought, until a story
entered her mind and wouldn’t leave. It just kept forming and developing over a
couple of months.

At the
beginning of 2013, she decided to sit down and write it all down, but she kept
it to herself. One sentence developed into two, and before she knew it, she had
the makings of a novel.



Kristin
tries to live life to the fullest during every moment. She loves to travel and
meet new people. She holds a degree in International Business and uses it daily
in her job. Kristin now adds “author” on her list of jobs, and feels very
blessed and thankful.




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PROMO: INTERIM






~A lot can change in the space between devising a plan and carrying it out. That space is called the Interim.~


High school seniors Jeremy Stahl and Regan Walters aren’t friends. Not even close. He’s a picked-on, picked-apart loser outcast. She’s a cool kid running with the popular crowd. It’s unlikely they’d ever speak to one another. Too bad he’s madly in love with her. But what does it matter, anyway? He’s got no time for love. Only revenge.

Meticulously detailed in the pages of his battered red notebook is his master plan: April 14, 9:30 A.M., two guns, eighty rounds of ammo, backup knives, eleven victims. He’s finally ready to answer every single taunt, jeer, and flying fist—unwarranted abuse that’s spanned six years of his lonely life. He’s justified. He’s ready. But he never readied himself for her.

Regan finds his journal. She reads it, and when he discovers her intrusion, he has to switch tactics. She’s a liability now.

Better fix that.



(WARNING: This is a New Adult standalone that contains graphic language and violence, including gun violence. If school shootings are an especially sensitive subject for you, then I urge you to refrain from reading this book.)


Excerpt:


His heart plummeted when their eyes met that morning. And then the anger bubbled up in his chest almost immediately. The things she must know! He knew she read it. A girl would have read it. Fucking girls. It was written all over her guilty face, her deer-in-headlights eyes. Her body language. He saw the imperceptible tightening of his words against her chest—her biceps flexing as she secured his notebook to her body. Like she owned it. Like she owned him.

The hell you do, he thought.




Letter to the Reader:

Dear Reader,

Not many authors will discourage you from reading their work. After all, the goal of our stories is to grow our readership, not diminish it. I’m well aware of that, but when I first became inspired with Jeremy’s story, I knew I would have to go about promoting it in an entirely different way—something far removed from my past marketing campaigns. I knew I would have to hide the book, stamp disclaimers all over it, plant seeds of doubt in your minds, decline requests for advanced reviews—in essence, all the things an author SHOULD NOT do when marketing her book. That’s why it took me so long to write the damn thing—over a year of worrying, second-guessing, flip-flopping, arguing. Jeremy sat waiting patiently, and I stared back at him wondering just how much he would destroy my career.

Then I remembered that his story is exactly the type of controversial social issue I enjoy tackling. I knew I had to write it because I could. I could be sensitive to the subject matter without being PC. I could leave my political and moral opinions out of it. I could make it a human story, not a gun story. I could do all these things if I worked very hard—if I was diligent and faithful to my characters and their experiences. Once I realized these things, I stopped fretting and just started writing, careful to keep all the details private and sacred. That’s how writing should be: private and sacred.

Now Jeremy’s story is no longer private, but I hope you will find it sacred. I hope you will throw off your preconceptions and bury your social and political views, your moral judgments. It’s too easy to go into a story like this already angry, especially if you or someone you love has experienced gun violence. I urge you to think long and hard before starting Interim if you are especially sensitive to the topic of school shootings. There are extremely violent, descriptive scenes, and I do not wish for my book to be a trigger for you.

I am well aware of the social debate a book like this may provoke. I did not write it for debate. I did not write it to make a statement about guns, gun control, gun access, Constitutional rights, etc. I am not interested in comparing my story to the horrific school shootings that have taken place in the United States. I have no motive other than to tell a story about an abused boy who felt he deserved justice. What you take away from the novel is entirely up to you.

Love,
Summer




S. Walden used to teach English before making the best decision of her life by becoming a full-time writer. She lives in Georgia with her very supportive husband who prefers physics textbooks over fiction and has a difficult time understanding why her characters must have personality flaws. She is wary of small children, so she has a Westie instead. She is the USA Today bestselling author of Going Under. When she's not writing, she's thinking about it.

She loves her fans and loves to hear from them. Email her at swaldenauthor@hotmail.com and follow her twitter feed at @swaldenauthor.



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SYNOPSIS:

Three lives entangled…

Sam- Carefree, innocent, and in love. All is destroyed when life has other plans. Love isn't easy, especially when your heart is torn in two.

Alec- The weight of a life changing secret is suffocating. His love for her is his oxygen. Will his love be enough or will he be too late?

Emmett- Life gives and life takes away. Tormented by what and who he can’t have. Will he fight or lose his soul?

When fate steps in, their lives are irrevocably changed.

Love's Secret Torment is the story of three people's search for answers as they deal with life's cruel turns. Does surviving their destiny and living with the aftermath come at too great a cost? Join them on their journey as they face the rocky steps of a fate-twisted adulthood.






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Thursday, April 16, 2015

COVER REVEAL: THRASHER BY K.S. SMITH

Thrasher by K.S. Smith
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Synopsis

Brianna Hamilton wants for nothing. Especially her pick of gorgeous men. But one night when an unexpected turn of evens unfolds, she collides with Duke Thrasher, and there is no denying that she is going to fall hard, and fast.

Duke Thrasher has boundaries that he does not cross, keeping his personal life separate from his work. But when Brianna Hamilton enters his life, the lines begin to blur.

Can Duke keep Brianna shielded from his line of duty or will his job destroy them?








K.S. Smith Bio

K.S. Smith is a twenty eight year old Contemporary Romance Author from Tampa, FL. Her debut novel, One Night With Him, hit the Amazon Top 100 List the very weekday it published. When she's not writing she enjoys spending quality time with her family and friends, or with her nose stuck in a book.


SURPRISE RELEASE!!! MARROW BY TARRYN FISHER


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Happy Release Day to Marrow by Tarryn Fisher! 

We are so excited to be sharing the release of another much anticipated book from this amazing author!!



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Synopsis

In the Bone there is a house.

In the house there is a girl.

In the girl there is a darkness.

Margo is not like other girls. She lives in a derelict neighborhood called the Bone, in a cursed house, with her cursed mother, who hasn’t spoken to her in over two years. She lives her days feeling invisible. It’s not until she develops a friendship with her wheelchair-bound neighbor, Judah Grant, that things begin to change. When neighborhood girl, seven-year-old Nevaeh Anthony, goes missing, Judah sets out to help Margo uncover what happened to her.

What Margo finds changes her, and with a new perspective on life, she’s determined to find evil and punish it–targeting rapists and child molesters, one by one.

But hunting evil is dangerous, and Margo risks losing everything, including her own soul.



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Tarryn Fisher is the New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author of six novels.  Her newest novel, Marrow, just released in April 2015 and she is currently working on the second installment of Never Never. She is the co-founder of Clothed Caption, a fashion blog she runs with her friend, Madison Seidler. Tarryn resides in the Seattle area with her family. She loves rainy days, Coke, and thinks Instagram is the new Facebook.  Tarryn is represented by Amy Tannenbaum of the Jane Rotrosen Agency.

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Wednesday, April 15, 2015

PROMO: THE KINGSMEN MC BOX SET BY TARA OAKES


NEW RELEASE:  TARA OAKES KINGSMEN SERIES

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COVER REVEAL: LOVE ABSTRACT, BOOK 2 THE ART OF FALLING DUET BY B.L. BERRY

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Blurb

Things aren't always what they seem.

And in the light, Sleeping Shadows awaken and truths are exposed.

Love...

I love you.

Of all the lies he ever told me, that is my favorite.

Deceit...

Phoenix isn't who he thinks he is.

He is what he hides.

I know that now.

Lies...

His lies became so real he started to believe them,

deceiving even himself.

His silence lies, too.

The truth won't set you free. It will destroy you.

Love is deceptive like that.

Prologue

Phoenix

It all started with a little white lie.

A lie of omission, if you want to be technical.

But somewhere along the way, that little white lie turned into a massive, gaping black hole, mercilessly sucking in every facet of my life bit by fucking bit.

I’ve done everything I can to protect Ivy, to keep her out of my screw up. But one day she’s going to find out. And I know I need to tell her before someone else does. I need her to understand. I need her forgiveness. I need her to hear the sincerity in my words, my apology.

I can only hope that Ivy is open-minded and understanding enough to accept my past transgressions as she’s accepted her own. She has to accept me as I accepted her, fuck ups and all, right?

Ivy knows I’m not myself. I haven’t been myself in what feels like years. She can see the guilt of an unnamed crime written all over my face, but for whatever reason, she chooses not to say anything. Maybe she’s terrified of what the truth will bring?

She should be.

And frankly, so am I.

The demons of my past haunt me every fucking day. I wish things had unfolded differently. I never imagined that one decision could ever bite me in the ass like it has. But I can’t turn back time and rewrite the past without changing the course of my present … my future. The choices I made ultimately led me to her. And she is all that is good in my life …

The one thing going right.

And I won’t give that up without a fight.

The streetlight streaming in through the cracks in the blinds is just enough to illuminate our bedroom. I’ve been awake for hours; my mind racing to all the dark places I hate visiting.

I sit up, careful not to stir Ivy. Her hair cascades across her pillow. She looks so beautiful when she’s asleep. There’s no worry in her face, and she is just at peace with the world. Everything about this woman was created specifically for me. I can watch her for a single moment and easily find one thousand new things I love about her.

Over the past few weeks, I’ve perfected the fine art of quietly escaping our bedroom. I stealthily make my way to the door and slowly turn the handle. I look back over my shoulder and watch her sigh in her sleep. She’s snoring softly, and I just know.

I know that this is it.

She is it.

Most guys would never admit the moment they knew they wanted to marry the love of their life.

Then again, I’m not most guys.

I’m just an asshole. Quite possibly the luckiest asshole in the history of assholes.

And who knows how long my luck will last.

Because today is going to be the day I come clean and tell her what happened.

And this time I mean it.


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About B.L. Berry

B.L. Berry is many things. A New Adult author. A self-proclaimed music whore. A long-course triathlete. A marketing savant. And a full-time working mom. While there are never enough hours in the day, she does the best she can to get things done and hopes for technological advances in human cloning.

When she’s not hiding behind her computer writing, you can find her spending time with her family or catching up on her favorite TV shows. Rumor has it she’ll sleep when she’s dead.

She is Canadian by birth. Mexican by marriage. Chicagoan by heart. Kansan by choice. Jayhawk purely by common sense.

Residing outside of Kansas City, she lives with her husband, two children and black pug. Each day her family thanks the makers of e-Readers, because without which they would be living amongst stacks and stacks of romance novels. Conversely, each day B.L. Berry thanks the makers of e-Readers for hiding her book-hoarding tendencies.

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