Bombastic #BookBlitz: Rough by Sybil Bartel

Rough
Sybil Bartel
(Thrust, #2)
Publication date: March 20th 2017
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

Jared

I’m not your boyfriend. I’m not the guy next door. I don’t even play nice.

My hands twisting in your hair, my whispered demand in your ear—I’m the fantasy you’ll wish you never had.

When I’m through with you, every inch of your body will know where I’ve been. You won’t crave more, you’ll beg for it. Because I’m not just the cocky smile with military hardened muscles you paid five grand for—I’m the experience you’ll never forget.

One night with me and you’ll know exactly why women pay me to be rough.

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EXCERPT:

I went to the elevator and pushed the call button.

A moment later, she was standing next to me. “You’re angry.”

The doors slid open, and I let her go first to give myself a second to calm down because she was right. The moment I laid eyes on her, I was pissed as hell that she’d shown up at a stranger’s house alone. It didn’t matter that I was the stranger. The fact that she looked so damn innocent and pure mattered. She’d taken a dangerous risk coming here. I didn’t want to think about the shit she could’ve gotten herself into if I was anyone else. “I’m not pissed,” I lied.

Walking with the grace of proper upbringing, she ignored my lie. “I’m not sure if I’ve offended you or if this is your natural disposition.”

“I don’t have a natural disposition.” The Marines beat it out of me and Afghanistan stripped the rest. Now I had two moods, controlled and drunk. Neither was a goddamn picture, or what this girl needed in her life. But that didn’t mean I wasn’t about to test the hell out of her. “Turn around.”

“Excuse me?”

I pushed the button for the garage level. “You heard me.”

She immediately faced the corner.

My nostrils flared, but my dick throbbed at her submission. I stepped up to her back, even though I should’ve walked away. Fisting a handful of thick, natural red hair, I exhaled. My breath landed where her shoulder met her neck, and she did exactly what I wanted her to do, she shivered.

I pushed my hips against her ass just enough for her to feel my desire. “I don’t play nice. Or gentle.” I tightened my fist and spoke against her hair. “And you’ve got vanilla written all over you, sweetheart.”

Author Bio:

Sybil Bartel grew up in Northern California with her head in a book and her feet in the sand. She dreamt of becoming a painter but the heady scent of libraries with their shelves full of books drew her into the world of storytelling. She loves the New Adult genre, but any story about a love so desperately wrong and impossibly beautiful makes her swoon.

Sybil now resides in Southern Florida and while she doesn’t get to read as much as she likes, she still buries her toes in the sand. If she isn’t writing or fighting to contain the banana plantation in her backyard, you can find her spending time with her handsomely tattooed husband, her brilliantly practical son and a mischievous miniature boxer…

But Seriously?

Here are ten things you probably really want to know about Sybil.

She grew up a faculty brat. She can swear like a sailor. She loves men in uniform. She hates being told what to do. She can do your taxes (but don’t ask). The Bird Market in Hong Kong freaks her out. Her favorite word is desperate…or dirty, or both—she can’t decide. She has a thing for muscle cars. But never reply on her for driving directions, ever. And she has a new book boyfriend every week—don’t tell her husband.

To find out more about Sybil Bartel, be sure to follow her on Twitter (she loves to hear about your favorite book boyfriend!), visit her website, like her on Facebook or join her Facebook group Book Boyfriend Heroes for exclusive excerpts and giveaways.

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Bombastic #BookBlitz: Moments Of Beauty by J.B Heller

Moments of Beauty
J.B. Heller
Publication date: March 23rd 2017
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance

Ugly. It the only word to describe my upbringing.

It drove my need to capture every moment of beauty I could find. A glimpse of a mother’s love. A feather floating in the breeze. A ray of sunshine emerging on a rainy day.

And then there was her, Eliza Quinn, she signified everything I didn’t deserve. She showed me more beauty than I ever thought possible. And I took it all, despite knowing I was going to leave her, and never come back.

Leaving her five years ago was my biggest mistake, and my greatest regret. Now I need to make amends. I thought leaving her was the hardest thing I’d ever have to do, but that was before I knew I had to win her back.

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EXCERPT:

ELIZA

It’s him.

Huxley Haynes.

The boy who thinks he’s invisible, but I see him.

I didn’t know anyone else knew about this spot. Well, not exactly, I know I’m not the first person to ever find it, but I’ve never run into anybody else here.

The expression on his face is comical. Something between terrified and busted. I watch him as he watches me, and I wait for him to say something. But he doesn’t. He just stands there gripping a camera in his hands like it’s a life raft.

“I won’t bite.” I say, in an attempt to break the ice.

He frowns for a moment then says, “I know.”

“So why haven’t you said anything?” I ask.

His Adams apple bobs as he swallows, “Ah, I’m not sure what you want me to say?”

I shrug, “I don’t mind. You could say something like, ‘Hi Eliza, nice running into you.’” I do my best to imitate his deeper voice and he cracks a small grin.

“Hi Eliza, nice running into you.”

It sounds so much better when he says it. His voice is deep and husky, it sends a shiver through my body and I grin back. “Hey Hux, what are you doing here? I haven’t seen you here before.”

He scratches his temple before answering me. “You know who I am?” he asks.

“Of course I do. What, have I been living under a rock for the last seventeen years?” I ask incredulous. I’m actually a little offended he doesn’t think I know who he is. We’ve lived in the same town since we were born.

The corner of his lips lift slightly at the sass in my tone. “No, but I’m not exactly your kind of crowd.”

I raise a brow, “Are you trying to offend me?”

He shakes his head, just slightly, “No.”

“So what’s with the line of questions?” I shoot back.

He scratches his temple again, “We don’t, I mean, I’m not,” he sighs and looks at his feet, “I just didn’t think you knew who I was.”

My hands have moved to my hips now, “Why wouldn’t I? We’ve lived in the same town and gone to the same schools since forever.” Then I realise what he means, “Oh, you think I’m one of those conceited bitches who doesn’t acknowledge people I deem as beneath me. How nice of you to judge me when you don’t even know me.”

His head shoots up and there’s panic in his grey eyes, “No, I don’t think that.”

I snort, “Really? Cause that’s the vibe you’re giving off right now.”

He shifts his backpack around and puts his camera inside the open pocket then zips it back up. “This is a really strange conversation,” he supplies.

“You’re the one making it that way. I was being friendly,” I snark at him. And I don’t know why I’m acting like this. I’m not normally so defensive. But his short answers and the fact that he clearly thinks I’m one of those people annoys me. I don’t care if other people think I’m like that, but not him.

Swinging his pack back over his shoulder he chews the corner of his bottom lip for a second and nods, “Yeah okay. Sorry. Guess I’m not a great conversationalist.”

“Do-over?” I suggest, and when he nods I continue, “Hey Hux, fancy seeing you here.”

He hooks his thumbs into the belt loops of his dirt covered jeans, “Hi Eliza, nice running into you.”

I can’t help the smile that takes over my face, “So, what are you doing here? And why are you so dirty?”

Looking down at his jeans he gives me a sheepish grin, “I was de-rocking a garden bed this afternoon, it’s dirty work.”

I snicker because my mind goes to naughty places when he says that. And the twinkle in his eyes says he knows exactly what I’m thinking, so I don’t hold back. “Dirty work for a dirty boy, huh.”

He chuckles, “Something like that.”

Oh my…I’ve never heard him laugh before, it sounds so good. But that’s when I notice a big blackish-blue bruise on his upper arm, “What’s with the bruise? Did the rocks object to being de-rocked?”

He glances at his bicep and grimaces, then clears his throat, “Something like that.”

Right, doesn’t want to talk about the bruise. I change the subject, “Nice spot huh?” I say looking around at the moss covered boulders and the crystal clear water around my ankles.

“Yeah, I take pictures here sometimes.”

And I’m shocked he gave me that much of an answer. But before I have a chance to ask him about it he says he has to go. I can’t deny I’m disappointed, I’ve wanted to talk to him for ages. But he’s not exactly approachable.

“Oh, okay. It was nice to see you Hux.” I say as he begins walking away from me.

He looks back at me over his shoulder, “Yeah, you too.”

Then he disappears into the trees.

Author Bio:

JB Heller is an average Aussie housewife in her late 20’s with a wicked sexy imagination. She and her super sexy husband are the parents of three minions, two Great Danes and a Cat who thinks she’s a person.

She spends her days running around after her wildling children and jotting down stories in her flower embossed leather notebook (She is very particular about her stationary.). She’s a self-confessed Stationary Junky who’s constantly on the lookout for more.

Most day’s JB can be found glued to her laptop, taking advantage of school hours- writing as fast as she can while she can. Or trolling Pinterest for her next potential muse. And when she needs a break from the voices in her head she indulges in her favourite past time, reading.

Want to know more about JB? Check her out, you’ll be guaranteed a good laugh if nothing else.

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Rapturous #Release #Blitz: Collision by Allie Redman

 
 
Title: Collision
(Serial Killer Unit Book 2)
Author: Allie Redman | @allie.redman.au
Release Date: March 25th 2017
Genre: Romantic, Suspense
Cover Designer: Rebel Edit and Design
Cover Models: Amanda Joan & Jonny James
Photographer: Kruse Images and Photography
 
Shane and Macy have found each other and now have a chance at happiness and
love at last……
 

 

But when the killer that took Shane’s wife shows himself again on their
doorstep it is a race against time.

 

 

 

Shane already lost his wife, will he be able to keep from losing everything
again?

 

 

 

Macy is home at last but the ghosts of her past are never far behind. She has
spent a lifetime hiding but she could never hide from Shane.

 

 

 

Now with a race against a killer who is stalking them all and Macy’s past
catching up its a race against time.

 

 

 

When ghosts of the past chase you how far can you run from the
Collision?
Available on #KU for #free and on
several other Amazon sites
 Collision (Serial Killer Unit Book 2)
Text Copyright © 2017 Allie Redman
All Rights Reserved
 “You can call me Hunter. I’m the man that took your
wife Lisa and I’m also the man that will be taking things from you and your
friends. I will be taking everything you care about and watching as your life
and anyone else’s life you are involved in falls to the ground.”
I couldn’t help but grind my teeth. Hearing him
threaten my friends and family ignited a fire in me and I couldn’t stop what
came out next, “Listen here you piece of shit. I’m going to take great pride in
bringing you down. I don’t care if its dead or alive, I will find you and I
will end you. You will not touch another one of the people I care about.”
Hunter as he calls himself starts to laugh, “Oh but I
already have Shane but maybe you should ask Macy where I am right now because I
think it may interest you very much.”
I turned fast to look at Macy, she has her head down
and was still typing furiously. She suddenly stopped, she looked like she had
seen a ghost.
“He is outside Dawson’s house Shane!”
The voice on the phone began to laugh again, “You
can’t be everywhere and you can’t be anywhere. See you soon Shane.” With that
the call ended.
Macy was already on her phone relaying the information
to Dawson, I could hear Dawson’s voice raise and that’s when I looked at the
time, Sam would just be stepping out to walk Alyssa to preschool. The school
was at the end of their block and Sam walked everyday to get there.
I quickly hit dial on Sam’s name from my contacts. It
rang… “Come on Sam pick up” I could hear Macy behind me scrambling to get
dressed, I took a cue from her and grabbed whatever was closest to me and threw
it on.
“Hi Shane, what a…”  I heard Sam’s voice, I don’t let her
finish her sentence, “Sam you need to get in doors now! You need to be off the
street.”
I could hear her telling Alyssa to hurry up. Then I
could hear it the sound of an engine revving to life. “Sam move, move now!”
I heard Alyssa scream and then the phone went dead.
 Allie is 33 year old
mother of 3. She was born and raised in the Central interior of British
Columbia, Canada. She enjoys life in the outdoors and when she isn’t writing
she is out working on her farm.
 
She has been a book nerd
at heart and always loved the escape of a good book. From Jane Austin to
Stephen King she loves them all. She welcomes all her fans to come join her on
her Facebook, Twitter and Amazon account where there will be lots of fun and
giveaways and you can interact with her.

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Clever #CoverReveal: Claimed By Power by Zoey Ellis

Claimed By Power
Zoey Ellis
Publication date: April 3rd 2017
Genres: New Adult, Paranormal, Romance

Not all angels are angelic…

Thea Robinson has never needed anyone’s charity. Sure, her impoverished existence isn’t desired by most, but her ability to manipulate people’s emotions helps her to blend into the shadows of an unforgiving city. When hideous creatures threaten her life, a surly but gorgeous stranger shows up revealing a world she didn’t know existed. She refuses to put up with his rude, arrogant attitude, but how do you dismiss a warrior angel? And does she really want to when his stormy gaze sends delicious thrills straight to her core?

Cam is one of the most ruthless Power angels in the fight against evil. His devotion to kill demons has made him a celebrated warrior in the Angel Realm, even though his motivation stems from grief. When he is assigned to train and protect a half-angel just coming into her abilities, his rage is unparalleled. Until he realizes Thea isn’t like any others. She stirs a carnal passion in him that he can’t shake. He never counted on her being so beautiful… so fierce… so most definitely his.

Claimed by Power is the first book in the Empire of Angels series, a paranormal alpha angel romance series. If you’re a fan of alpha heroes, powerful heroines, paranormal worlds and falling in love, Zoey Ellis’ riveting, sexy tale is perfect for you.

About the end: Although this book can be read as a standalone, Cam and Thea’s story does continue over the next two books.

Sexual scenes and strong language included. Not suitable for readers under 18.

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“What exactly are my powers?” Thea asked

The angel stood up. “Not now. It’s time to go. You have your answers.”

Frustrated, she exhaled loudly. She went to her wardrobe and grabbed a bra, top, and another pair of jeans. The angel turned away, allowing her to dress. She eyed him from behind. So angels were real. And they were handsome and powerful and stern. Nothing like she would have ever imagined them to be. He couldn’t even crack a smile and yet mocked her like a child. Were all angels like that? Maybe he didn’t like humans.

“At least tell me why they sent you,” she said, smoothing down her top. “Why you?”

“Why not me?” he said, almost in a growl. “Who would you prefer?”

“I don’t know,” Thea said, lifting her shoulders. “Someone able to smile once in a while?”

He turned to face her, his plain expression flavored with annoyance. “I’m not here to entertain you. You need someone to train you and help you learn how to control your abilities. I’m the best there is. You should be honored.”

Thea shook her head, annoyed. Trained? Like a puppy? Not happening. Especially not by this man, who’d been abrupt with her from the start, despite his careful treatment of her wounds. “I should be honored? Honored that I was attacked by those creatures? Honored that I almost got ripped apart? Honored that you had to come and save me, a poor damsel in distress?”

His face hardened with each word she said, but she couldn’t give a fuck.

“I don’t need to be saved by a warrior who can’t stop the horrors happening in this city every day. Or by a God that keeps himself hidden from those he’s supposed to inspire? People are raped and drugged and killed every day; where are you then? Where is He then? I’ve gotten this far without the help of you or God, and I’ll be fine to continue without you.”

The angel’s stance didn’t change. The only indication of his agitation was in the grounding of his jaw. “You’re being irrational. If I was able to find you here, the demons will find you here. You cannot escape them. Pack. Now.”

“No.” She grabbed her phone. “You go. Thanks very much, but I’ll be fine.”

With a low grunt of frustration, the angel grabbed her around the waist quicker than she would have thought possible. He flew up to the ceiling, his rock-like arm digging into her stomach, pressing her against his chest. He swept his free hand over the length of the room. The room began to glow and then burst into flames, smoke eating up the remaining air.

“No!” She struggled to get out of his arms while her home and everything she owned burned.

He leapt out of the window, holding onto her as he flew over the city.

Author Bio:

Zoey Ellis spends her most of her time thinking up stories that explore how love and romance can be tested by the darker side of our personalities and the heart-wrenching challenges that must be overcome for love to win, even if two people belong together.

A lover of the fantastical, Zoey enjoys how intense and vast the challenges can be for couples in the paranormal romance genre. Her goal is to build a body of work depicting thrilling, fantastical romances between demanding alpha heroes and fiery heroines hoping the love they make will scorch ereaders and melt hearts. With a soft spot for angels, dragons and alpha shifters, Zoey blends her love of a Happy Ever After with strangely unique worlds and complex plots.

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Bombastic #BookBlitz: Beautiful Dark by J.L White

Beautiful Dark
J.L. White
(Beautiful Rivers, #3)
Publication date: March 21st 2017
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

Who is Mason Reeves?

Corrine Rivers and her cousins desperately need to find out. Evidence suggests he’s the illegitimate child of her beloved Uncle Grant. The truth is just as hard to bear.

What’s also hard is Mason himself. All over. From his broad, muscular chest and massive biceps to his “screw you” attitude. Because Mason Reeves wants nothing to do with his inheritance or the wealthy Rivers clan, and isn’t afraid to say so.

As Mason’s tragic connections to Corrine’s family emerge, the facts are reason enough for her to stay away. But she can’t seem to resist him, and what’s worse, he feels the same way about her. To everyone’s surprise, Corrine and Mason get in deep, in more ways than one. But it turns out the biggest obstacle to their happiness isn’t Mason’s past.

It’s hers.

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Standing behind me, he says, “Corrine…” with that damned heated desire for me practically dripping from his voice. I ignore him.

I tug the ribbon at the back of my head, removing the mask and slapping it on the table.

I’m only just standing here, but I’m breathing hard and shallow. His breaths are coming hard too, but still he doesn’t move. He crossed half the country to get to me, but he won’t close the final one-foot gap.

I want to say that I wish he’d never come, but it’d be a big, fat lie. Even though it would’ve been so much easier, even though I’m hurt and angry about the situation we’re in now—which I know isn’t even his fault—my heart still clings to every second I’ve had with him, wishing so hard for more.

I hear his mask drop on the table next to me.

“Why did you even bother coming?” I spin to face him. And there he is. All him. No mask. No hiding. Only Mason. Just looking at him consumes me.

He doesn’t answer. His eyes grip me and his breath comes out in hard, little puffs. The intensity of his stare halts my own breath. God, he looks like he’s going to attack.

Then he does. He rushes me, cupping my face and backing me against the wall. I let out a gasp.

“I know this is a bad fucking idea,” he says heatedly, “but I’m so tired of fighting it. The whole flight over, I kept asking myself what the fuck I’m doing, but I have no idea. I only know I can’t take this any longer.”

Having this much testosterone aimed in my direction is making my ovaries pop. He’s so fucking male. I’m pinned, the wall behind me and nothing but Mason in front. He dominates everything I see. All I know is his hard body against mine, his hot breath on my lips, his gaze seizing me. I can’t look away. I can hardly breathe.

“I can’t resist you. I have to have you.” His eyes lock on my mouth. “I have to taste you.”

Stripped of the ability to speak, I can only part my lips in invitation. Begging him to give in at last.

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Author Bio:

J.L. White writes sassy, steamy contemporary and new adult romances featuring smart heroines and the swoon-worthy men who adore them. If you’re tired of heroes who are jerks, heroines who are too stupid to live, and relationships that scream “train wreck” instead of “true love”, she’s your girl.

Her first series, the Firework Girls, centers around four amazing, hilarious girlfriends. Her newest series, Beautiful Rivers, follows the young heirs of the luxurious Rivers Paradise Resort as they find love.

Each book can be read as a STANDALONE, comes complete with a HEA, and is guaranteed to make you squirm.

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Bombastic #BookBlitz: Echo by Nana Malone

Echo
Nana Malone
(The Player #3)
Publication date: March 21st 2017
Genres: New Adult, Romance, Sports

Money, power, prestige…freedom. Echo Coulter is—The Player.

You are a Coulter. You will be perfect. That’s what Echo has been told every day of her life. As the only girl in the Coulter clan, she knows it’s her job to be the glue of the family. But with the Olympics looming, the last thing she wants is to follow the rules. She wants to break free, and she knows just the guy to help her.

Cole Atkins has no interest in spoiled little rich girls. Besides, he’s got the job of a lifetime and just met the girl of his dreams…That is, until she ditches him under the cover of darkness. He can put her out of his head and deal with a spoiled princess for a couple of months right?

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EXCERPT:

Echo couldn’t bring herself to admit to Jen just how tempted she was to see Cole again. She knew where to find him. But the fact that he thought she was someone else ensured that she couldn’t make the effort. And after a few days, maybe she needed to leave it alone. It was a special memory, but she couldn’t really go there again. Whatever else might happen, she would always have those hours with Cole to remind her that she was desirable for more than just her name. That someone cared about what she thought.

Just thinking about him was enough to make her flush. But she didn’t have time for that now. Fantasy over. Real-life time.

There had been some debate about where the initial meeting should take place. At the estate, or maybe somewhere more public? Or in the spirit of their goals, should they all head straight to the nearby athletic club where most of her coaching would happen?

In the end, it had been decided that they’d meet up at the athletic club, which had a restaurant on site for members. Then, once introductions were made, her mom and dad would leave for one of Dad’s appointments, letting Echo and her new coach go over her training schedule on their own. When her father’s appointment was over, they would pick Echo up again on their way home, and no one would be any wiser.

Echo swallowed her objections to keeping the others in the dark and dressed for a lunch at the club, packing her running clothes and shoes into a duffel bag just in case. What was a little lying and secret-keeping between friends?

When they arrived, she quickly excused herself and ran down to the locker room to stow the bag and do a final check to calm her nerves and put on the brave face she knew her parents were expecting. You can do this, Echo. For Dad.

Coming into the small and intimate club dining room, Echo searched for her parents, and spotted them in the corner. A dark haired man had his back to her as he leaned across the table to shake her father’s hand. She was about to step towards the table when a waiter appeared to address the trio, and the guy turned to listen.

Holy fuckballs on a cracker. Echo froze, even as her heart hammered a tattoo on her ribs. Cole. Her new coach was fucking Cole?

She was sure it was him. The tilt of his head, his crooked smile. Her hand shot to the place on her neck where she was still using concealer to even out the tone of her skin and a higher collar to cover up the hickey he’d given her.

It’s not possible, she told herself as she watched her parents’ attention shift back to him when the waiter headed for the kitchen. The fancy job he’d been out celebrating was with her damn family. The person he loathed, the one he was dreading working for…was her.

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Author Bio:

USA Today Best Seller, Nana Malone’s love of all things romance and adventure started with a tattered romantic suspense she “borrowed” from her cousin.

It was a sultry summer afternoon in Ghana, and Nana was a precocious thirteen. She’s been in love with kick butt heroines ever since. With her overactive imagination, and channeling her inner Buffy, it was only a matter a time before she started creating her own characters.

While she waits for her chance at a job as a ninja assassin, in the meantime Nana works out her drama, passion and sass with fictional characters every bit as sassy and kick butt as she thinks she is.

Want to know when the next book is coming? Hit up her Newsletter here. You’ll only get updated when there is a new release or a special promotion for her Sexy, Sassy Readers. http://eepurl.com/2PeXb

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Blazing #BlogTour: The Black Eagles Series by Kat Green

 
 
Title: The
Black Eagles Series
Author: Kat Green | @KatGreen00
Cover Designer: Vila Design | https://www.viladesign.net/ 
Strings
 
 
Strings starts with Melisa Webb, the other half of a famous
rock couple waking up in hospital after a savage attack. Her boyfriend Luke,
has been missing for days and nobody knows what happened to him. Melissa must
re-count all that has happened to them up until this point. The police begin a
search but it seems Luke Black, her soul mate and one of the world’s most
famous rock stars has vanished. There only clue is a crazed fan that hooked up
with Luke before meeting Melissa, who is hell bent on claiming her man. As the
search widens, Melissa and all connected to her are plunged into a deadly
situation. Will Luke be found in time or will everything come crashing down on
Melissa and his band.
 
 
 
Encore
 
 
Encore begins six month after the final events of Strings.
Melissa and Luke are putting their lives back together after all that happened
to them. Betrayal and lies has left them mentally and physically scarred but
they are determined to fight it. Life seems to be looking up but when all seems
to be falling into place old enemies are unwilling to let them forget. Melissa
soon realises that it isn’t over and their lives are once again about to be
destroyed.
 


 


 
Finale
 
 
Finale is the conclusion to the series. Our rock couple have
been through more than enough heartache and just want to have some peace. Luke
returns from tour and hopes for a drama free break. After a shattering series
of events nobody would begrudge them that. They set about with positivity and
determination to not let the past ruin their future. Although they have beaten
the ghosts from the past it isn’t long before they are reminded that there are
always demons waiting in the shadows. Can they withstand the pressure and
survive one last time? Only time will tell.
 
 
 


 
Kat Green
was born Nov 1979 into a military family and moved around a lot during her
childhood. This shaped her into the person she is today. She is at ease with
meeting new people and adapting to new surroundings. Her family roots are from Stoke-on-Trent,
Staffordshire. Kat now lives with her husband and son on the south coast of
England, Portsmouth. She doesn’t pretend to be the best and is still growing as
a writer and having fun along the way. She loves books and has a busy
imagination. Her love for music plays a big part in her writing. Kat loves to
watch live bands and can usually be found at gigs around the UK. In 2010 she
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Bombastic #BookBlitz: The Storm by R.J Prescott

The Storm
R.J. Prescott
(The Hurricane #3)
Publication date: March 21st 2017
Genres: New Adult, Romance, Sports

Marie Kelly is a survivor who doesn’t know when to quit. Against all odds, she’s living a life she never dreamed she could have. It was enough… until a stubborn boxer makes her want more.

Irish charmer Kieran Doherty has been a fighter at Driscoll’s Gym for most of his life. He’s been content to let his best friend take the spotlight, now it’s his turn to make a name for himself in the world of heavy weight champions. Falling in love is the one thing he vowed never to do, but meeting Marie changed everything.

It’s easy to imagine a happy-ever-after when the sun is shining. But when the storm comes, and all hope seems lost, they both learn that if you want something badly enough, you have to be willing to fight for it.

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EXCERPT:

The ring of the alarm was interfering with a perfectly good daydream, but when I realised the noise was coming from the phone, I grabbed at it. None of my family called this early in the morning, so I worried it was an emergency.

“Hello?” I said down the phone, bracing myself for bad news.

“Tell me you were touching yourself in bed and thinking of me when I called,” Kieran replied.

“You sound like some heavy-breathing pervert,” I said, giggling.

“Irish, that’s exactly what I am.”

“Serious, what’s with the heavy breathing?”

“I’m running, but I’ve got hands free.”

“Doesn’t it mess up your rhythm to talk while you run?” I couldn’t imagine being able to run to the corner shop and back, let alone hold a conversation while I was doing it.

“Hell yes, but it’s worth it to speak to you. Between my training and your work, I’m getting some serious withdrawals. Last night just made things worse. Now I want you in my bed every night,” he admitted. I couldn’t help my little groan as I imagined that too. “Seriously, baby, you can’t be making noises like that when I’m not there. Running and talking is one thing, but even I don’t think I can run with a hard-on.”

I laughed as I imagined it, and just like that, Kieran had filled up the gloom with his light.

“Why are you running again?” I asked him. “Didn’t you run to the gym this morning?”

“Usually I don’t have to run again until lunch or the evening, but Danny’s pissed.”

“Why?” I’d met Danny a few times since I’d known Em, but I didn’t know him well. Still, I couldn’t see what Kieran could have done to wind him up already. He’d only been at the gym a couple of hours.

“Tommy shouted across the gym to ask me where I spent last night, because he called me at Ma’s and I wasn’t there. When I told him I spent it with you, Danny lost his shit. He thinks I broke the sex ban, and despite pleading my innocence, I don’t think he’s really buying it. He told me to ‘feck off outta his sight for five miles.’”

“Poor baby. Do you think it would help if I wrote you a note confirming that my virtue’s intact?” I asked him, giggling.

“Even if he didn’t tell me to feck off, it wouldn’t be entirely true. I mean, we might not have technically broken the ban, but I think about fingering you at least once every half hour,” he admitted.

“Kieran,” I whined, rubbing my thighs together, trying to ease the ache building between them.

“’Course, then I start think about touching my tongue between your legs, and how sweet you’ll taste. And that gets me thinking what it’ll feel like when I’m finally inside you, below with you above me, and behind with you bent over in front of me. Whether I’ll have my hands on your tits, or whether they’ll be in my mouth,” he said. It might have been my imagination, but his breathing seemed to get much harder.

“You’re going to give yourself that hard-on,” I warned.

“Yeah, it’s a bit late for that, Irish. Not one of my best ideas, calling you in the middle of training.”

“Serves you right for getting me all hot and horny when you aren’t here to do anything about it,” I replied, laughing.

“Man, that is a fucking beautiful sound. I’ll see you tonight, love, and I don’t worry, I don’t mind in the slightest if you touch yourself after I hang up as long as you’re thinking about me,” he said.

“Good luck training for the rest of the day with that visual in mind,” I replied, making him groan as he realised what he’d done.

“It’s gonna be a long day,” he said on a sigh.

“Only twelve more hours, Kier, and just for you, I’ll wear my favourite blue panties today to match the colour of your balls,” I replied. The line went quiet for a second, and it sounded like he’d stopped.

“Irish, I think I’ve finally met my match,” he said, breathlessly.

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Author Bio:

USA Today bestselling author R.J. Prescott was born in Cardiff, South Wales, and studied law at the University of Bristol, England. Four weeks before graduation she fell in love, and stayed. Ten years later, she convinced her crazy, wonderful firefighter husband to move back to Cardiff where they now live with their two equally crazy sons. Her debut novel The Hurricane was an international bestseller and finalist in the Goodreads Awards in the category of debut author.

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