Rapturous #Release #Blitz: Redemption By Stephanie St. Klaire



Book 5 in The McKenzie Ridge Series

By Stephanie St. Klaire


Release Date: December 15th, 2017

GENRE: Romantic Suspense


Jessie Clarke has worked hard for nearly a decade to overcome the trauma of her past, becoming a firefighter in McKenzie Ridge has helped her rise above the ashes and become a strong, independent woman. But, underneath her foul mouth and tough exterior, Jessie is hiding something… A secret that could not only endanger her but destroy all those she loves in the small mountain town she calls home.

Blake Cooper, sexy police chief of McKenzie Ridge, is the perfect combination of rugged and good looks but he has secrets of his own. Secrets that could bring the strongest man to his knees. As a man of honor, he is dedicated to protect and serve the people in his town, even when he’s forced to overstep boundaries that could come back to haunt him.

Jessie and Blake’s love-hate relationship comes to a screeching halt and sparks fly when they’re forced to work together to keep McKenzie Ridge safe. When the past catches up with her, will he be able to keep her safe? Can Jessie learn to trust Blake or will his secrets fuel the fire that’s closing in, igniting a blaze that could consume not only them, but burn McKenzie Ridge to the ground.

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“You’re really good at that. I don’t get why the kids like you so much,” she said, nodding her head at the toddler snuggled into his neck.

“It’s because they know I won’t let them climb in a drier.”

“How was I supposed…forget it. You play manny, and I’ll clean-up.”

Jessie did her best to ignore Blake while she went to work, cleaning up after the fun the kids had earlier. Every time she walked by, however, she couldn’t help but swoon, even just a little, over the sight of Blake snuggling a tiny tot and pup. It made her a little more than crazy that he could stir butterfly like flutters, low in her belly with just a look.

He was the epitome of an alpha man’s man, who screamed testosterone driven machismo with his every move and every word. Built was an understatement – his muscles had muscles that were clearly defined through his standard black t-shirt and ass hugging jeans. Though nobody really knew his entire story, they did know that he had an extensive military background full of covert ops, undercover, badass, American hero activity.

She would be lying if she denied his dark secret past wasn’t a turn on. He was hands down hot – he was also a pain in the ass. Sure, Jessie was known to give him shit – a lot of shit – but that didn’t mean she didn’t appreciate his chiseled features and crave-worthy physique. Add a baby and tiny dog to the mix, and you have a whole lot of sexy. She’d never tell him, though; she’d take that to the grave.

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authorStephanie St. Klaire debuted in 2016, launching her writing career with Rescued, the first book in the widely popular, five book series known as McKenzie Ridge. Stephanie is a Pacific Northwest native currently living in Oregon with her husband, five children, and two ferocious lap dogs.

As a writer, Stephanie brings realistic circumstances to the pages, and fills them with real emotion, reactions, and outcomes. Her characters are passionate, have bold personalities, and full of life. She writes happily ever after’s, with plenty of twists, turns, drama, and of course, steamy romance.

Stephanie has always been a story teller, with the gift of “gab”, and a life-long goal to be a writer. Unfortunate circumstances with her health, finally afforded her the time to do so. Irony at its best, she began writing her first novel at an adverse time, to escape her circumstance and explore the stories in her imagination for relief. She is happy to share those stories with her readers, and bring a little fun, entertainment, and of course smexy characters to the pages.

Follow Stephanie St. Klaire on Social media to learn more about her, and to keep up with her work.

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Clever #CoverReveal: Born, Madly by Trisha Wolfe

Born, Madly
Trisha Wolfe
Publication date: January 2018
Genres: Adult, Romance, Suspense

Duet: a performance by two.

But who is acting, and who is devolving?

As a buried past is unearthed, Grayson Sullivan—AKA The Angel of Maine—retaliates against the system who made him, deploying psychological warfare on the woman who initially freed him. Dr. London Noble probes deep into the mind of the killer she’s fallen for, searching for answers, as a copycat killer threatens their unity. Are they partners, lovers, or enemies? One final trap will reveal all.

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From an early age, Trisha Wolfe dreamed up fantasy worlds and characters and was accused of talking to herself. Today, she lives in South Carolina with her family and writes full time, using her fantasy worlds as an excuse to continue talking to herself.

For more information on Trisha Wolfe and her works, please visit: http://www.TrishaWolfe.com

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#coverreveal Claiming Cooper by A.F. Crowell @ejbookpromos

Title: Claiming Cooper
Series: An O’Loughlin Brothers Novel
Author: AF Crowell
Genre: Romantic Suspense/NA/Western
Release Date: January 2, 2018

Her first crush. 



Her first rejection. 

Cooper O’Loughlin is everything Kinsley Allen has ever wanted. 

Just when Kinsley should have been starting life, finding herself. She ended up running. When she landed back home to deal with the fallout from the one night that had changed her entire future she never imagined she would end up tied back to him. 

Much like every other time before, Cooper shut her down before she could admit her true feelings. She was in love with her best friend’s brother. 

In the dark shadows, secrets hide. Time was up. Kinsley’s consequences followed waiting to exact their revenge. 

There’s no place safe, not even home.

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

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



Rapturous #Release #Blitz: Lies We Keep by Danielle Rose

Title: Lies We Keep
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Hosted by: Lady Amber’s PR
When your soul shatters, how will you pick up the pieces?
Jezebel Tate’s writing career has reached success few experience, but when the light of fame shines too bright, Jezebel is cast back into the shadows, where she’s forced to ask herself what happens when admiration becomes obsession.
James Blakely is running from his past. A broken man haunted by a deadly mistake, James reluctantly accepts a position as Miss Tate’s private security and finds himself a pawn in her game of seduction.
When their worlds collide, Jezebel and James must decide how far they’ll go to escape the sins of their pasts.
Danielle Rose holds a Master of Fine Arts in creative writing from the University of Southern Maine. Currently residing in the Midwest, where she spends her days dreaming of warmer temperatures, when she’s not writing, she enjoys pretending she lives in California, spending an embarrassing amount of time at Hobby Lobby, and binge-watching Netflix. Visit Danielle on the Web: www.Danielle-Rose.com.
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Blazing #BlogTour: Twisted Threads by Kaylin McFarren

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Kaylin McFarren
Series: Threads Book 4
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Publisher: Creative Edge Publishing LLC
Publication Date: November 20, 2017
The only thing sweeter than a secret is revenge
Twisted Threads
A family becomes an assassin’s target after a crime lord’s sister is brutally murdered in Kaylin McFarren’s latest erotic, psychological thriller, Twisted Threads.
Akira Hamada, a beautiful Japanese geisha, failed at killing Kaito Mitsui two years ago – the same yakuza gang leader who destroyed her lover and forced her to become an assassin. Now, with his sister’s murderer traveling to the Caribbean on a cruise ship, Akira has ten days at sea to identify her target and complete her assignment as her penance, or face her own death.
Devon Lyons, unaware that his aunt and uncle could be singled out and murdered, brings Akira into their lives. In searching for evidence to justify Mitsui’s revenge, she soon discovers that no one is who they seem to be. All the while, Devon is drawn into the mystery of mounting deaths on board the ship, putting his own life at risk.
With killers on the loose and no avenue for escape, tension is ratcheted to a breaking point, forcing everyone to choose between love and loyalty – or deeply held honor – in order to survive.

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Chapter Two – New Assignment

Gravel crunched under the tires of a rapidly approaching car, sending Akira scurrying to the house. She secured the door behind her and pulled on her clothes. Then she peered through the glass panel in the entry. With her sheathed sword at her side, she waited for an intruder to take shape. Seconds ticked by as the dust settled. Then the car door opened. Black boots appeared below a pair of faded black jeans. They were topped with a red T-shirt, half covered with wavy black hair. A huge wave of relief washed over Akira when she spied a face. It was Yuki Ota—Mitsui-san’s daughter-in-law—coming here to assist with the aftermath of her mission. However, as usual, her timing was way off.

Anger smoldered in Akira’s heart. She opened the door and called out, “What took you so long?”

Yuki shrugged a shoulder. “I had some important matters to take care of tonight.”

Akira tossed her head haughtily. “More important than helping me?”

Yuki curled her full lips in disdain. “Have you already forgotten? I protected you from Mitsui-san when no one else would.”

Of course, Yuki was right. If not for her intervention, the gang lord’s men would have made short work of Akira after discovering the threat she had made on Mitsui’s life. But reaffirming that knowledge didn’t wipe away the extreme measures she’d taken to hide her murders.

“Maybe you should have left me to die.”

“Stop feeling sorry for yourself,” Yuki snapped. “At least you don’t have to kiss up to Mitsui-san.”

Akira handed her a baggie containing “tokens” from her last job—personal items to confirm the deaths of the men in the burn pile. Yuki turned it over, studying the silver lapel pin and gold chain necklace Akira had lifted from Kurosaki’s men before dragging them outside. “Oh, almost forgot this.” She gave her the silver dollar Kurosaki had been rolling with his knuckles. “It’s interesting what people place value in.”

Yuki studied it for a few seconds before tucking it into the back pocket of her jeans. Then she slid into the driver’s seat of her black Lexus and waited. Akira climbed in the passenger side and slammed the car door behind her, anxious to disappear.

“I have great news for you,” Yuki told her as she turned over the engine.

Anger trickled away and left her head throbbing. She touched her scalp again. It was tender, and she noticed a trace of blood on her fingertips. “Let me guess. Mitsui-san’s leaving Japan for good, and I never have to see him again.”

Yuki laughed. “Sometimes I wish that too.” She tied her unruly hair in a knot and secured it with a red lacquered chop- stick. Then she grabbed the steering wheel and stepped on the gas, sending gravel flying.

“So what kind of news do you have?” Akira watched Yuki’s profile, testing her patience.

“He wants you to take down another murderer. A British gallery owner cruising in the Caribbean.”

Akira huffed. “And you consider that great news?”

Yuki glanced at her. “Take care of this job, and your obligation to Mitsui-san ends. He’s given permission for you to start your life over anywhere you choose. Just as long as it’s not in Japan.”

Akira took a deep breath and rubbed her palms on her skirt. Where would she go? What would she do? Like most girls in Japan, her dreams of being famous began at a young age. She studied harder and longer than all the maikos in her family home, excelling in music, dance, social graces, and international languages. As the seasons changed in Gion, she matured in her abilities and ultimately earned the respect of everyone around her. Yet she lived a sheltered life as a geiko—always being told where to go, what to do, what to say. After being forced by Mitsui-san to leave her profession, she never considered what freedom would mean—away from his control and the only home she had known.

Yuki turned to her. “I assume that’s what you were hoping for.”

Akira nodded. The scooped collar on Yuki’s red shirt revealed the three gold stars tattooed on her neck, matching the ones on Akira’s hip. They were a constant reminder of their commitment to the Zakura-kai, Japan’s notorious yakuza family. They were a ruthless, barbaric crew who considered compassion a weakness and failure the best reason to die. After spending six months in their company perfecting her techniques, Akira was no better than the rest of them—just a little less obvious.

As the landscape sped by, her delayed reaction took hold. She jiggled her leg up and down, chewed a ragged nail, and checked the time. The pills she had taken to dull her reality were wearing off quickly, leaving fragments of a surreal nightmare in her brain. “Damn it, relax,” Yuki told her. “You’ve got nothing to worry about.” She motioned her head toward the rear seat. “Everything you need is in the black binder: background information, photographs, travel documents, and an altered passport. You have ten days for this job—more than enough time. Do it right, and you’ll be rewarded for your loyalty. Mess up or kill yourself, and Oka-san will die.”

Akira stared at the dashboard, gnawing on her bottom lip. She hated the thought of killing another human being, but risking the life of the woman who had raised her was simply out of the question. And according to Mitsui-san, suicide wasn’t an option. “Are you going with me this time?” Akira asked. “Is that the plan?”

Yuki smirked. “What’s wrong, little geisha? Don’t think you can handle the job yourself?”

Akira frowned. “I think something may have escaped your attention. How am I supposed to deal with the crew and tourists on the ship? If someone should see me…”

“Like I told you, you’ve got nothing to worry about. There’s been more than five thousand deaths on passenger ships, and the majority of them are still unsolved. No one will suspect the involvement of a pretty, young tourist, especially with her father on board.”

Akira’s voice faltered. “My…my father? What do you mean? He died years ago.”

Although Yuki’s smile was sardonic, her eyes held a glint of humor. “Your new father: Takashi Hamada. Mitsui-san chose him because he has the right look. He studied in Los Angeles and speaks perfect English. He’s also a Zakura-kai cleaner and will make sure nothing goes wrong.”

Akira stared straight ahead, her mind swimming in doubt.

As they approached an intersection, Yuki slowed the car to a stop and took the opportunity to provide more information. “Two months ago, Mitsui-san’s sister was found dead at the bottom of a swimming pool. The Mexican authorities in Cabo San Lucas ruled it an accidental drowning, but her best friend and the men sent to retrieve her are convinced that an English couple was involved. Apparently, they got into a heated argument with Keiko over two reserved lounge chairs, of all things. The pool manager relocated their belongings and did his best to calm everyone down. But early the next morning, a gardener found Keiko facedown in the pool.”

Akira narrowed her eyes. “Why would anyone kill someone over deck furniture? I mean…isn’t it possible that Keiko accidentally fell into the pool and drowned? It’s not like it hasn’t happened before…”

“It doesn’t matter what you think, Akira. It’s Mitsui-san’s decision. But just so you know, a bartender was strangled in a neighboring town. It was the same place where Paul Lyons’s wife was refused service and asked to leave.” Yuki increased speed as she veered off toward the freeway. “I’ve been told that if you can’t figure out which member of the Lyons family was involved, then you need to take them both out.”

A married couple? Are you kidding? Akira had disposed of more men than she cared to remember, but she’d never considered the possibility of killing a woman—let alone a foreigner. She glanced at Yuki, knowing this was the same ambitious archaeologist who had been dismissed from a drilling project in Mexico after attempting to sell artifacts on the Internet. The same woman who had castrated a lover for failing to please her. The same schemer who had a long history of blackmailing businessmen with illicit photos and had been shipped off to Thailand by Mitsui-san after stealing diamonds from a hidden tomb in the Sea of Japan. And now she was sitting here insisting on the assassination of a British couple whose greatest mistake could turn out to be arguing with the wrong person at the wrong time. Yuki wasn’t just a sociopath; she was a murderous, conniving bitch who had no feelings or empathy for anyone.

Akira released a deep, resentful sigh. There was no possible way she could do this. Not without being absolutely sure of their guilt.

Praise for Twisted Threads

Twisted Threads is a titillating page-turner that captivates from start to finish, and never fails to stimulate the senses.
– Brittney Decker, Foreword Reviews/Clarion Review

A tantalizing glimpse into a secret world of desire. Dive deep into the layers of this intoxicating blend of twisted pleasure and intricate mystery. Edgy, fierce, and undeniably stimulating.
– Alicia Tomelloso, San Francisco Book Review

Twisted Threads delivers a story full of suspense, lively, complex characters, and a sexy, fun-filled adventure. Followers of McFarren’s Threads series will be thrilled, and readers of this divertingly different, first-class murder mystery will be too.
– Angela Fox, Publisher, Clackamas Review/Oregon City News

An intelligent crime thriller infused with thwarted love and desperate desires, Twisted Threads makes a worthy new companion to McFarren’s earlier creations – Severed Threads, Buried Thread, Banished Threads.
– Barbara Bamberger Scott, Editor, A Women’s Write

A sexy mystery that brings the timeless themes of murder, revenge and family loyalty to the high seas. A great series for fans of romantic suspense.
– Bella Wright, BestThrillers.com

Other Books by Kaylin McFarren

Be sure to check out the other books in the Threads series.
Severed Threads
Severed Threads (Book One)
A deep-sea diving expedition turns deadly, leaving bodies in the wake of this page-turning treasure hunting adventure
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“With plenty at stake, erotic chemistry, dastardly villains, a lost relic, an unusual setting, and a touch of the supernatural, this indie novel could stand on any romance publisher’s shelf. The full package of thrills and romance.”
– Kirkus Reviews
Buried Threads
Buried Threads (Book Two)
Overcoming death threats by the Japanese mafia is only the beginning in this heart-racing, action-packed thriller
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“If you’re a fan of murder mysteries but eschew the usual genre-formatted adventures that offer too-predictable protagonists and not enough depth, it’s time to take a look at Buried Threads: a horse of another color. More than a murder mystery, this mingles a treasure hunt, an international race against time, a dark prophecy, Japanese culture, erotic encounters and a clever killer’s modus operandi into a story that just won’t quit.”
– Diane Donovan, Senior Editor, Midwest Book Review
Banished Threads
Banished Threads (Book Three)
A romantic escape to England is far from restful when the lives of family members hang in the balance
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” Readers will get quite a thrill from McFarren’s latest Threads novel! Chase and Rachel are back in this fast-paced romantic suspense, based in an art gallery in England. It’s full of family drama, stolen art, kidnapping, and even more exciting sex between the globetrotting couple. The story moves along at a brisk pace with plenty of peripheral characters to keep things interesting.”
– Romantic Times


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About Kaylin McFarren

Kaylin McFarren

Kaylin McFarren has received more than forty national literary awards, in addition to a prestigious Golden Heart Award nomination for Flaherty’s Crossing – a book she and her oldest daughter, Kristina McMorris, co-authored in 2008. Prior to embarking on her writing journey and developing the popular Threads action/adventure romance series, she poured her passion for creativity into her work as the director of a fine art gallery in the Pearl District in Portland, Oregon; she also served as a governor-appointed member of the Oregon Arts Commission. When she’s not traveling or spoiling her pups and three grandsons, she enjoys giving back to her community through participation and support of various charitable and educational organizations in the Pacific Northwest, and is currently the president of the Soulful Giving Foundation – a non-profit focused on cancer research, care and treatment at hospitals throughout Oregon.
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Bombastic #BookBlitz: The Second Window by Erica Kiefer

The Second Window
Erica Kiefer
Published by: CTP Pulse
Publication date: December 5th 2017
Genres: Romance, Suspense, Young Adult

As her senior year flies by on cruise control, seventeen-year-old Olivia Cole yearns for excitement—something her upscale private school no longer provides. Her job as a grocery store bagger isn’t much help…until the day she has a bizarre exchange with the cagey town recluse. When the woman abruptly surrenders to the police, Olivia feels compelled to dig deeper into her perplexing story. But the investigation stalls when Olivia receives another piece of news—Andre Steele, the golden boy of Westmont and her previous tormentor, has unexpectedly returned from his four-year stay in Brazil—and the whole school is buzzing! All at once, Olivia’s dull and predictable life is uprooted, and she wonders if “boring” was so bad after all.

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“Olivia.” The way he spoke my name drove me to avoid him further—which, I was discovering, was very hard to do in such a tiny trailer. His right hand reached out for me, wrapping lightly around my bicep. I looked back at him, uncomfortable with the seriousness in his expression. “I need to say something.”

“No, you don’t—”

“Yes,” he emphasized. “I do. Please let me.”

I let out a breath, blinking back at him. “Fine.” He motioned for me to sit down at the condensed side-table pushed against the wall and he followed suit, pulling out the chair across from me.

“After psychology class the other day, I needed to say something to you, and certainly not anything that came from that sheet of paper.”

I picked up on the change in his tone, putting me on high alert. “Andre, I’m telling you, it wasn’t a big deal.”

“Why do you keep saying that? What that teacher did in there was totally inappropriate, and somebody needs to point that out.”

I scoffed. “You’re overreacting. He was trying to help the class see, on a very small level, what it might be like to live with a mental disorder. Sure, it went a little overboard, but there was purpose in it.”

“There are other ways, Olivia. He’s been a teacher long enough to figure out less intrusive methods of demonstrating mental illness without putting a student on the spot like that. In fact, you know what? On Monday, I’m going to make an official complaint to the office.”

“No, you’re not.

“Yes, I am.”

“Andre, don’t you dare.” The idea of him speaking to the principle, and perhaps all of us having a sit down in his office mortified me. I needed to put an end to this absurdity.

“I shouldn’t have been asked to speak to you like that, and you shouldn’t have sat there listening to it, especially under pressure. Mr. Warner’s a jerk, and he needs to know that he can’t treat students like that.”

“Andre, stop it. You don’t need to defend me!”

He leaned toward me, fast and with determination in his voice. “Yes, Olivia. I do!” The volume of his words dropped, deep and sincere. “I do need to defend you. Because I never have before.” His breaths fell heavy between us, like he’d finally finished a race to say what had been on his mind for days. The lightheartedness between us was gone, chased away by this familiar discomfort.

The last thing I wanted to do was cry in front him. He’d never seen me cry and I didn’t want to start now, yet my eyes glistened just the same. I swallowed hard, intent on fighting those feelings

from resurfacing. They escaped down my cheeks in a single trail. Andre dropped his head, shaking it, before looking back at me. His hand flinched, like he might reach out to wipe away my tear, so I beat him to it, swiping at the betrayal with the back of my hand.

His palm clenched into a fist and he swore under his breath. “Now I’m the one being the jerk again,” he muttered. “I guess this isn’t so much about Mr. Warner as it is about my own past behavior.”

“I know,” I whispered. I’d understood from the moment he chased me after psychology class. However, I also knew that to get to his apology, I would have to feel this—all of this—again. The humiliation. Self-doubt. Feeling ridiculous that one boy’s opinion or actions could affect me so greatly. Yet here we were, and I had nowhere to run.

“To be honest, I don’t remember everything I said to you or the dumb pranks I pulled,” he continued. “I was just an idiot thirteen-year-old trying to fit in with my own friends, and making people laugh seemed an easy way to do it. After I moved to Brazil, I was suddenly in a new school, new country, and very much insecure about being the new kid. I’d never been in this position before. But from the moment I stepped onto that campus, I knew things operated differently over there. It’s an international school, so kids are from all over the world, away from what is technically their home

country. Because of that, they all know what it’s like to be outsiders. I was welcomed by kids who understood how I felt, and I didn’t go through the painful experiences of feeling out of place like I imagined I would.”

My brows pulled together, kind of wishing he’d gotten a dose of his own medicine. But this was Andre. Everything worked out for him. My mouth twitched to the side, trying to understand what he was describing. Most everyone I knew at Westmont Academy had been going to school with me since elementary. Having lived there my whole life, I’d never been the new kid before.

Andre leaned closer. “Do you know what I did imagine though? What I thought about? I suddenly remembered the hurt on your face, and that of countless others, who were teased by my buddies and me. It all seemed harmless and funny at the time… but while in Brazil, I realized the vulnerable position I was in, and yet the kids there weren’t punks to me. They accepted me.”

Andre’s palm flattened and his fingertips slid across the table, landing on the back of my hand. His touch was gentle. Hesitant. My eyes widened, my heart picking up in speed as I anticipated his next words. “Olivia, I’m sorry.” He blew a breath of air through his nose, swinging his head to the side. “The moment I saw you in class, standing in the doorway, I thought, There she is, one of the many people I need to apologize to. Do you know what my next thought was?”

I shook my head, words escaping my tongue.

“I thought, She is so beautiful. I hope I get the chance to treat her right this time.

I bit my lip, though not fast enough to hide the corner of my mouth from turning upward.

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Erica Kiefer’s debut novel Lingering Echoes was published by Clean Teen Publishing in November 2013. She continued the series with Rumors (A Lingering Echoes Prequel) and her newest release Vanishing Act. All of her books can be read as stand-alone contemporary YA fiction, touched with romance, emotional drama and suspense. With a degree in Recreation Therapy from Brigham Young University, Erica’s experiences working with at-risk youth have influenced the realistic and relatable nature of her writing. Her first inspirational non-fiction entitled Borrowed Angel (published in April 2014 with Currawong Press) describes the loss of her infant son and her journey towards healing.

Married since 2005, Erica resides in Las Vegas, Nevada with her four children and can often be found satisfying her sweet-tooth with chocolate-chip cookies and a glass of milk. Now and then, she dusts off her collegiate rugby skills and dives back into the game.

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Clever #CoverReveal: The Sorceress by Jessica McCrory


★★Cover Reveal!!★★

Check out the cover for the latest book in Jessica McCrory’s Prophecy Series!



A Phoenix is made to rise from the ashes.  Except, what if it doesn’t?

When a tragic betrayal leaves Anastasia fighting for her life, it’s up to her best friend and the love of her life, Dakota, to keep Terrenia’s walls standing.

But Dakota finds himself losing hope with every passing day, and while the dark sorcerer Vincent lurks in the shadows, that could prove to be a deadly mistake.

In this third installment of The Prophecy Series, loyalties will be tested and sacrifices made as they try to gain the upper hand against Vincent’s steadily growing army.

But the question remains: what will be the cost of their victory?

Or will it even come at all?

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When they entered the house, Dakota wasn’t surprised to see that the inside matched that of the outside.  The creaky wooden floors were covered with thin rugs, and tapestries that looked to be made of the same material hung on the walls.  A fire roared in a fireplace, but that was the liveliest thing in the single-room cabin.

“Put her on the bed,” Monique instructed, and Dakota gently laid Anastasia on the small twin-size bed.

“I love you,” Dakota whispered, and kissed her pale cheek.  He pressed his forehead to hers.  “Please come back to me, Ana. I can’t live this life without you.  We have to experience that future we’ve dreamed of.”  He placed another kiss to her forehead and then stood.  “If anything happens to her because of you, I don’t give a shit how powerful you are—I will come for you.”

“You think I’m afraid of you?” Monique’s lip twitched as if she were amused.

Dakota didn’t even blink.  “You should be.  She is my entire world and the only thing that makes my life worth living.  If you do anything other than try and help her, I swear I will kill you, no matter what it takes.”  He stepped out of the cabin with Carmen on his heels.


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Clever #CoverReveal: Sin With Me by JA Huss & Johnathan McClain

Sin With Me
JA Huss and Johnathan McClain
(Original Sin Series, #1)
Publication date: March 6th 2018
Genres: Romantic Suspense

Sin with Me is the first book in a four-book contemporary romance series by New York Times bestselling author, JA Huss, and veteran actor and writer, Johnathan McClain. Each full-length novel will release three weeks apart starting on March 6, 2018.


Two broken people in a city fueled by sin.

Maddie Clayton isn’t looking to be saved. She knows the only person you can count on is yourself. Her moral compass might not point true North these days—but at least she’s still standing.

The Military taught Tyler Bell about loyalty. Being there for your brothers is the only thing that matters—but when it mattered most, he wasn’t.

She’s got a ticket straight to Hell. He’s already been there and back.

She needs to win. He just needs to stop fighting.

Some sins scar your soul so deeply, you’ll never be the same.

But this Devil in disguise might just be the angel he needs to forgive himself.

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It’s almost an out of body experience. That’s my theory. Because… because… it can’t be real. It just can’t be real. I can’t be doing this. I’m not running from a kingpin’s henchmen, he didn’t save me, my tongue is not in his mouth desperately kissing him and wanting him, and my hand is not on his dick, squeezing as I push myself forward looking for… more.

But all that is happening. And all this is happening too, because now his hand is pulling my top down and the night air hits my nipple, making it peak and bunch up as his fingers brush across it. And then we’re walking—he’s pushing me backwards. And I don’t even feel the pain from my twisted ankle or wonder if I’m gonna trip or anything like that because… because he’ll catch me. If I fall, this guy is gonna catch me. And it’s such a relief to just let all the bullshit go and trust someone for once. I don’t even have words. Or the time to think them up. Because he’s got his hands under my thighs and he’s lifting me up, and holding me close, and I can feel the ragged edges of the brick building cutting into my back and I don’t care. I might be bleeding or fucking dying right now, and I just don’t care.

I close my eyes when he pulls back, wishing he wouldn’t do that, but then I forget about it and think about what he’s doing next. Because his lips are on my neck and he’s biting the skin behind my ear, and breathing into my hair, and he says, “I’m gonna fuck you now. So…”

We’re both just on some kind of collision course. We’re crashing into each other in a way that’s familiar, but new, and still dangerous. And then I see the gun again in my head, and the way he moved so fast and took people out. The way he hurt them and I know, I just feel, deep down in my filthy fucking soul, that he’s gonna hurt me too, and I don’t care. I just don’t fucking care. Because that hurt is gonna be worth it, and I’m gonna live for once. Like really fucking live for once, And when we spin out of control later—next week, or next year, or next lifetime—I will look back and say, “I’d do it all again.”

And it’s stupid.

But I don’t care.

So I say, “Do it.”


Author Bios:

Two accomplished writers come together to create unforgettable sexy romance. JA Huss is the New York Times bestselling author of 321 and has been on the USA Today bestsellers list eighteen times. Johnathan McClain is a veteran actor and writer whose work, either performed or written, is probably airing on at least one of the channels on your television right now. You can contact them on their website http://www.hussmcclain.com or find them at their social links below.


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Bombastic #BookBlitz: The Storm by Amanda McKinney

The Storm
Amanda McKinney
(Berry Springs Series)
Publication date: December 5th 2017
Genres: Adult, Romance, Suspense

The snow is dropping in Berry Springs… and so are the bodies...

On a pitch-black wintry night, Detective Dean Walker finds a man in the middle of an icy road, with a bullet between his eyes—a murder that is eerily similar to his father’s, which was never solved. Coincidence? No, Dean doesn’t believe in coincidences. He also doesn’t believe in love at first sight, until he meets the victim’s wife.

Psychologist Heidi Novak is hardly settling into her new mansion in the small, country town of Berry Springs, when she receives a late-night visit by the handsome Dean Walker. Seconds after learning that her husband has been murdered, gunshots explode around her and it becomes apparent that she is the next target.

With a massive winter storm looming, Dean races to find the killer and keep Heidi safe, while facing a long a list of suspects, including Heidi’s arrogant sister-in-law and a local, crusty cowboy. As the evidence mounts, Dean becomes more convinced than ever that his father’s murder is connected to the death of Heidi’s husband.

And he can’t help but think . . . will Heidi be the second love he loses to the ice-cold killer?

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Heidi’s heart pounded softly in her chest as she leaned against the frosty windowsill, watching Dean’s determined, focused gaze survey the icy wonderland outside.

Her body was flooded with emotions, still edgy from being shot at the evening before.

She took a deep breath. What would she tell her clients to do in times of total duress? To acknowledge the emotions, to accept the emotions and to address them. But, that seemed impossible right now. Her head was spinning, anxiety coursed through her veins. If she stopped to allow herself to think—to think about her murdered husband, to wonder why someone would want her dead, and to begin to address all the things she needed to do to prepare for the funeral, she feared she’d breakdown.

And yet, of all the things she should be doing at that moment, there she was, staring out the window, watching the most beautiful man she’d ever seen in her life as he attempted to solve the biggest mystery of her life.

There was something about him that she couldn’t quite put her finger on. Beyond the hard exterior, there was . . . an understanding behind his eyes, an understanding of her situation, and there was comfort in that. There was also a protectiveness that made her heart leap out of her chest. She’d seen it in his eyes after shielding her from the bullets, and she’d seen it twice already this morning when he’d noticed the cuts on her face, and perhaps most of all, when his massive body stepped in front of her, protecting her from the stranger he’d seen through the kitchen window. She’d felt so small and vulnerable hovering behind his strong body, and when she’d stepped closely to him, she’d grabbed the back of his shirt—a nonverbal begging for him to keep her safe. Safe from whatever harm was stalking her. As she stood safely behind him, she’d smelled him—that indescribable smell of man that made her want to melt. Melt into his muscular, protective arms.

She sipped her coffee. What the hell was she doing? Her husband’s body wasn’t even cold for Christ’s sake! She was being absolutely ridiculous, and a cold-hearted bitch on top of it.

She stepped back from the window as guilt began to replace the lust brewing in her body. Shouldn’t she be upstairs, balled into a corner, crying her eyes out? Shouldn’t she be inconsolable, surrounded by tissues and wedding pictures? Shouldn’t she be completely devastated, instead of lusting over someone she’d just met?

And then, a sick feeling knotted in her stomach. Had she ever even lusted over Clint? Hell, did she even really know her husband?

Author Bio:

Amanda McKinney, author of Sexy, Suspenseful Mysteries wrote her debut novel, LETHAL LEGACY, after walking away from her career to become a writer and stay-at-home mom. When Amanda isn’t tending to her two beautiful boys, she’s hidden behind her computer screen crafting page-turning murder mysteries, peppered with titillating love scenes. Having been born and raised in the south, Amanda’s books are set in small, country towns and reflect southern culture at its finest.

Amanda’s debut novel, LETHAL LEGACY, was released in January 2017, followed by the first two books in the BERRY SPRINGS SERIES, THE WOODS and THE LAKE. The third book in the series, THE STORM is scheduled to be released in the Winter of 2017.

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