Wednesday, March 18, 2015


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Title: The Only Way (Only, #4)
Author: Magan Vernon
Release Date: March 18, 2015

William "Tripp" Chapman has always been the black sheep of his family's political dynasty. His oldest brother works on Wall Street, his youngest-groomed for the senate. And Tripp is the brother known for wrecking his Porsche after a drinking bender and winding up in rehab. On the night of his father's presidential election he takes a detour and meets a waitress at a local hole-in-the wall. Samantha "Sam" Green is just as broken as he is, but covers it up with enough snark so no one tries to get too close. When Sam gets kicked out of her apartment, Tripp agrees that she can crash on his couch until she gets on her feet. But as they grow closer physically, the ghosts of their past threaten to burden their new relationship The Only Way they can overcome their demons is to face them instead of running. Can Sam help Tripp find his way or will their own battles bury them further? The Only series is a series of standalone novels. You do not need to read one in order to fully understand the other. M/F. HEA.  

“Maybe she’s upset because she’s named after a teenage vampire.” I laughed. “It’s not a vampire. It’s the teenage vampire’s girlfriend and it was a book! Roni loved it,” Trigg said, running his hands through his already tussled hair. Bella’s crying slowed down to a sniffle and she grabbed at my Adam’s apple. I looked down at the little girl and her eyes were fixated on my neck with her mouth in a perfect O. “Bwoooo,” she said, patting her chubby hands on my neck. Trigg and Trey stared at me as if I was some sort of science experiment. Bella just giggled and patted both hands on my neck. “Bwoo! Bwoo!” “I think she likes your tattoos,” Trigg whispered as if he was afraid to say it out loud. I smiled. “Yeah? Do you like Uncle Trippy’s ink?” I moved slowly until I was able to sit on the couch and pull one of my sleeves up. “See, Bella? Uncle Tripp has more. We have some foxes. Some rabbits. And look green leaves.” Bella giggled and tapped her palm on my arms. I looked up at Trigg. “I think your daughter’s going to be the next tattooed Chapman. I can call and get her an appointment if you need to.” Trigg smirked. “Very funny.” Bella tapped on my arms and tried to pull my sleeve up. “Bwoo! Bwoo!” “Okay, Okay, I’ll show you more.” I pulled my sleeve up as high as it could go and turned my arm over. She clapped her hands and giggled, slapping my arm. “I think we may be calling you as a babysitter soon for Oveta,” Trey said, taking the seat next to me. I raised an eyebrow and glanced at Trey. “Oveta? That’s seriously what you’re going to name your kid?” Trey nodded and looked at me like I was an idiot. “Yeah, Oveta Culp Hobby was the first female secretary of the Department of Health, Education, and Welfare and the US Army Corps.” I laughed. “So, Monica didn’t want to go with Condoleezza and you wouldn’t go with Hilary?” He sighed. “Something like that. Okay, naming kids is hard!” I glanced at Trigg, who was still standing and watching us. “I guess it could be worse. It could be a teenage vampire.” ONLY series banner
Only Series
The Only Exception (Only, #1)
The Only Answer (Only, #2)
The Only One (Only, #3)
The Only Way (Only, #4)

magan Magan Vernon is a Young Adult and New Adult writer who lives with her family in the insurance capital of the world. When not writing she spends her time fighting over fake boyfriends via social media. You can find her online on:

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Tuesday, March 17, 2015


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Title: Love, Exes and Ohs (Cactus Creek, #4)
Author: Violet Duke
Release Date: March 17, 2015
Genre: Contemporary Romance

He may very well be the perfect ex...
  Isaac McKnight has had enough loss in his life to know never to take anything for granted. So when the perfectly-imperfect-woman-for-him puts an end to their relationship out of the blue, it's Isaac that makes sure they remain friends. Now a year later, whether it's at his gym or her brewpub, or the dog park they visit every weekend--though neither of them own a dog--he and Xoey are steadily getting sucked deeper into buddy-zone galaxy, with its dangerous proximity to watch-me-settle-down-with-someone-else abyss. It's a reality he's resigned himself to. That is...until one drunken confession changes everything.
  But she's looking for the perfect 'oh'...
  For Xoey Montenegro, history has taught her that sometimes, it's Prince Charming who vanishes without a trace. And fairytale love? Highly overrated. Heck, give her a real and perfect 'oh' over that fantasy any day. So as far as rock-solid tequila-fueled plans for her love life go, coming up with a match-finding formula based on the qualities of the men responsible for her three most epic ohs seems brilliant. Except for the fact that one-third of her genius little man-quation is all about her friend Isaac. Actually, more than a third if Xoey were being honest with herself--which she's not. Because full honesty would require thinking not just about how perfect Isaac really is, but also about how perfect the fourth epic oh she's kept buried deep in her past once was. An easy enough thing to keep ignoring...until her past isn't past tense anymore.  

Xoey pulled back and smothered a grimace when she saw it was Sienna’s blind date fix-up for her, aka Mr. Octopus Hands. Great. “Griffin, hi. How are you?” she offered genially. “Can’t complain,” replied an even louder than she remembered Griffin, who had on a top shelf whiskey slap-happy grin on his face as he swung his glance from her to Isaac. “So you two are dating now? Congrats. Small world. Though I guess I shouldn’t be surprised since you both know Quinn and Luke.” He slung an arm around Isaac’s shoulder. “I don’t say this often but in this case, it’s the truth. I couldn’t have lost out to a better guy.” Lost out? Griffin hadn’t even been a contender. Her thoughts must have been showing through on her expression because Isaac’s mouth twitched up into a tiny grin. Xoey found herself smiling as well, momentarily giving Mr. Octopus Hands a pass for everything he’d done to earn that moniker. He had her and Isaac smiling again. That had to count for something. So she smiled politely as he continued to disprove the myth that folks don’t actually talk like they do on TV crime shows. “I’m telling you,” continued Griffin. “This guy is the greatest. He saved my ass more than a few times back in business school. Am I right?” He triple-patted Isaac’s cheek in that mafia sort of way. Huh, maybe the guy was just handsy with everyone. Suddenly, his ass-pats the other week didn’t seem quite so offensive. “Anyway, I’ll let you two get back to your date.” Griffin gave her a long lost hug. “Xoey, it was so great catching up with you.” Catching up? She wondered what the atmosphere was like on his happy little planet. Must be nice. Another lip twitch came from Isaac. Man, her poker face clearly needed work. “And you.” Griffin did a cheesy double-pointing thing at Isaac. “You, call me so we can go grab drinks one night with all the guys. We miss you, man.” “Yeah, of course. I’ve been pretty broken up about that, too.” Isaac mimicked the double-pointing thing, and Xoey just barely held back a burst of laughter One more triple-pat on Isaac’s cheek and he was off. “You know, I really have no idea why I chose you over him.” Isaac chuckled. “Oh crap,” she sighed. “He’s coming back this way. I think the GPS on his space ship might be broken.” Isaac’s shoulders shook with even more quiet laughter. “Christ, I’ve missed that quick mind of yours.”  
Love, Exes, and Ohs (Cactus Creek, #4)
Love, Tussles, and Takedowns (Cactus Creek, #3)
Love, Diamonds, and Spades (Cactus Creek, #2)
Love, Chocolate, and Beer (Cactus Creek, #1)

violet duke NEW YORK TIMES & USA TODAY bestselling author Violet Duke is a former professor of English Education who is ecstatic to now be on the other side of the page writing wickedly fun contemporary romance novels. Her NYT and USA Today bestselling books have been Top 10 bestsellers across the major eretailers both in the US and internationally. When she's not writing or feeding her book-a-day reading addiction, Violet enjoys tackling reno projects with her power tools, trying pretty much anything without reading the directions first, and cooking 'special edition' dishes that laugh in the face of recipes. A born and raised island girl, she spends her days getting into creatively fun trouble in Hawai'i alongside her two cute kids (daughter Violet & son Duke) and similarly adorable husband.
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JAX by Kelly Gendron ♥ Release Blitz

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Title: Jax (Breaking The Declan Brothers #1)
Author: Kelly Gendron
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: March 17, 2015


“Some boys can get rough, some don’t always listen when you tell them to stop, and some boys, they’re just monsters. You gotta be careful who you play with…” ~ Jax Declan
I’m a tease, always have been. In my teens, Jax Declan tried to warn me about staying away from the bad boys. The only boy I ever wanted was Jax. But, no matter how much I tried to play with him, he rejected me. I haven’t see Jax Declan in years. A couple friends and I are going back to the Bayou for the summer. A little older now, and a bit wiser, I’ve decided that I’m going to find my teenage crush and I’m going to break him. This summer Jax Declan will play with me. But the closer I get and the more I learn about the reserved, discreet, and sexy Jax Declan. Well, I’m starting to think that Jax Declan might just be one of those bad boys he tried to warn me about all those years ago.

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“Emmie Rue.” I hear Jax’s deep southern drawl. I spin around, and whoa, in nothing but a pair of jeans, Jax Declan encourages my bravery to come back out and play. His eyelids lower. “Now,” he leans against the door jam, and crosses his arms over a muscle-crowded chest, “what brings you to my doorstep this evening?” “Ah…” I go to take a step but lose my footing. I nearly fall into him. Shit, real smooth. I slap my hand next to his shoulder on the door frame so that doesn’t happen again. I blow the fallen hair out of my face and look up. Damn, he’s gorgeous. I sway a little closer. “Thought, maybe you lost my number.” “Nope.” He shakes his head. “It’s still in my phone,” he says with a small smile, eyes gradually casting over my body from head to toe. Shit, what he does to me with those allusive gazes. “So,” he says, those sexy eyes finally making their way back to mine, “what’s up with the late night visit?” Dammit. He’s looking all in control, all sober and shit. He knows what I’m here for, and he’s going to make me say it. I strum the tips of my fingers on the doorframe, staring at him as he patiently waits. “You know why I’m here.” There, I said it, and without a single slur. His head tilts to the side, and he surveys me for another second. “You’re drunk, aren’t you?” “Yep.” I nod, no sense in denying it now. Hell, I nearly fell into him for Christ’s sakes. “I’ve had a few.” He rubs the back of his neck and takes a deep breath, looking up at me from long dark lashes. “Go home, Em.” “What?” Okay, maybe he doesn’t quite understand what’s going on here. Maybe he needs me to spell this shit out for him. “In case you’re not getting it—” “Oh, princess, I get it.” He drops his hand and shoves it into his pocket. “You’re drunk and you want to fuck.” “Yeah…” I flip my hands out. “So?” He bends down to my level, and he smells so damn good, fresh and clean, like he just got out of the shower. “So,” he looks right into me, no doubt, seeing my inebriated, randy soul, “you can turn your cute little ass around and take it back home, ‘cause I’m not gonna fuck you.” “Not ever?” Oh dammit, did that shit just come out of my drunk, desperate mouth? He grabs me by the chin. “Now,” his thumb strokes my bottom lip. Damn him and that stroking thumb! “You know the answer to that question.” “And still,” I lick my lip, savoring his touch, “you’re not inviting me in.” “Not tonight, princess.” He shakes his head. “But remember what I said.” His hand drops from my face. “I want that pussy untouched. Now be a good girl, Em, do as you’re told, and head on home,” he says just before he shuts the door in my face. Yeah! In. My. Face.

Kelly’s motto ~ "Bad boys, give 'em a little time and experience, and they will evolve into misbehaving men!" And what hot-blooded woman doesn’t want a naughty, all grown up bad boy? Kelly Gendron is the author of the TroubleMaker series, the up and coming series ~ Breaking the Declan Brothers, and a few other romantic suspense novels. When she's not writing steamy, blush producing romances, she's out meeting new people while representing a group of reputable nursing facilities. You can find Kelly in a quiet suburb, somewhere between Buffalo and Niagara Falls. If you Google her, she’ll pop up there too. And, please do find her. Kelly loves to hear from her readers, and meeting new people. Website | Facebook | Twitter | Google | Goodreads | Newsletter | Amazon

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Monday, March 16, 2015

IF by N.G. Jones ♥ Release Party

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Title: If
Author: N.G. Jones
Genre: New Adult
Release Date: March 16, 2015


If… Someone hadn't scarred my face. I hadn’t followed my dreams to LA. That tweaker hadn't attacked that homeless guy. I hadn't invited a stranger over for Thanksgiving. I hadn’t fallen in love. If I hadn’t lost him. ------ If… I hadn’t gone for that drive. I saw the world like everyone else. My “genius” wasn’t slowly destroying me. I had just walked away before I could ever know her. She hadn’t ignited the spark. If the spark didn’t ignite the madness.

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I ran my fingers down the cotton of her tank, over the slope of her backside, and we were intertwined. I felt myself melting into her, our colors swirling in dazzling circles, like paint flowing onto a spinning turntable. I needed to stop this, but the waves of heat that were gentle before overtook me like a raging river, pulling me closer to her. She was so soft, everything about her was velvety and smooth, and it made my kisses harsher. I traveled down the curve of her delicate neck to the space just behind her ear and took in her scent, a hint of soap with a kiss of the flower that only I could smell. I pressed my lips against the secret nook, and she let out a moan, a sound I had never heard from her, and so I saw something new in her voice: a little burst of gold and violet that exploded and disappeared like a firework. You have to stop, Ash. God I didn’t want to. I wanted more than anything to take this all the way, to experience every inch of her smooth skin, see all the different shades and shapes of her moans, and taste the rest of her body, but I had rules. I made these rules for myself years ago, and there was a reason for these rules. Memories of death flashed before me, and the heat that was running through me turned so cold, my teeth almost chattered. The taste of her kisses was overtaken by that of sour milk. Lavender was overtaken by gasoline. I had to make myself remember. I had to find a way to fight this rushing tide. Fucking stop, Ash! Finally my rational thoughts screamed loud enough to be listened to, and I pulled away. She looked at me for a few seconds, her stare blank, her lips slightly parted. I understood her confusion. Just seconds ago I could have devoured her, but I couldn’t let the switch flip. Now I was afraid it was too late. I had to leave.

Nina G. Jones is the author of the bestselling novel DEBT, the Strapped Series and the erotic romance, Gorgeous Rotten Scoundrel. She wants to say something clever here, but all her good material goes into her characters. Nina currently resides in Milwaukee, WI with her husband and two crazy Boxers. Her first new adult romance, If, releases on March 16th, 2015 under the moniker N.G. Jones. Nina LOVES connecting with readers. You can connect with her via Facebook, Twitter, or email her through her website,

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Sunday, March 15, 2015

Crave by Ty Langston

As a reporter for the Wakefield Post, Harper Erkstine has seen everything. From murders to robberies, all of her recent stories have ended with tragic consequences so great, that she began to question if she made the right career choice for herself.

While all of her friends were dating, or going to clubs, she was winning journalism awards for covering the latest drive-by shooting or a home invasion that cost someone she knew, their lives.

She loved her job, it was rewarding to be a crime solver and get to the truth of the matter. As much as she loved her job, but the hours of a Metro beat reporter began to descend her into burn out mode.

She craved balance. A break, a welcome distraction every now and then. She forgot what it was like to have fun, to take a breath, smell the roses.

Was it wrong to want a great career and to have some kind of a personal life? She couldn’t remember the last time she had a date or danced with someone from the opposite sex.
In the middle of working on a missing person’s story that has rocked her town to the core, Harper decides as a favor to her friend and colleague to do a feature on local an up and coming rock band, called ‘Crave.’

It was a break from her routine, but Harper soon discovers that this band may have ties to the missing person, not only does she question why, but she also finds there is more to this band than just their music?

Saturday, March 14, 2015

RECKLESS ABANDON by Heather Leigh ♥ Release Blitz

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Title: Reckless Abandon (Condemned Angels MC #3)
Author: Heather Leigh
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: March 14, 2015


**This is book 3 of the Condemned Angels MC Series***
When Nicole was faced with the recent turn of events, she learned of three siblings, which were all member of the Devils MC. She waged herself to her brother, Jax- the President of the Devils, in return for Jeremy and the Condemned Angels MC’s safety. Little did she realize that Jeremy claimed her has his Old Lady, and he was determined to get Nicole back. In their rescue mission, the rivals, Devils MC, takes Jeremy and Hunter hostage. However, Hunter comes to find his past surfacing. Eva, legally still his wife, was now Jax’s Old Lady. The deep secret that Eva holds is the one thing that separated Hunter and her years ago. Her secret past could get her killed if Jax ever found out. Will Hunter use her secret to kill two birds with one stone? Will Jeremy make it out of Idaho alive and with Nicole, or will he and his MC fall before the Devils. Fall in-love with Hunter and Eva’s story while Jeremy fights for what he loves most. Who will make it out alive?

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Nicole That redheaded bitch guided me by my cuff-bound wrists to a room down the hall with no window. She shoved me down onto the bed by my shoulder. “Fuckin’ watch it, bitch!” I yelled up at her, while I shrugged her hand away from its current location. “You better watch that smart ass mouth of yours, baby girl.” She firmly held onto my jaw, while her eyes scanned my face. “So, which one are you fucking?” “Excuse me?” “Which one are you fucking, Jeremy or the other one? Or both?” She grinned down at me. “What’s it to you?” My chin jutted upward. “Just curious to see if I can take one for a little joy ride, which one would you recommend?” “Fuck you!” I spit up at her, but she jumped back in time to avoid getting hit. Eva stepped back up to me, my head was pulled backwards and sharp pain ran over my scalp. Fuck, I’m going to be bald by the end of this shit, I swear to God. “You. Will. Respect. Me. You. Little.Cunt.” She yanked my hair back with each word. I was silent. Fuck you, bitch. Calling me a cunt? Ha, just you fucking wait. “There…that’s better.” Eva released her grip on my hair. “I’ll go and make sure the boys have a proper welcoming to the Devil’s clubhouse.” Her chocolate-colored eyes sparkled with amusement. Her red-painted nails pushed a piece of hair behind my ear; she leaned down and kissed my lips. The blood rushed to my ears, adrenaline pumped through my veins. I kept completely still, watching her every move. As Eva approached the doorway, she looked over her shoulder and called, “Maybe I’ll even let you watch.” She winked at me and left the room. I heard the sound of a deadbolt clicking into place. I released the breath that I held in. My lungs burned. I was ready to fucking kill that bitch. I threw myself backwards onto the bed, and let out a frustrated scream.

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Heather Leigh is the author of Burning Desire and Ride Hard, the first two books in the Condemned Angels MC Series.
In recent years, she has been a complete and utter book smut. Writing for personal pleasure is how it all started for her. Taking the road down self-publishing has opened her eyes to a new world. Ruined by dark romances, Heather is living her dream to share her stories with the world.
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Condemned Angel's MC Series
Burning Desire (Condemned Angels MC #1)
Ride Hard (Condemned Angels MC #2)

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