Saturday, February 28, 2015

My Hero by Bella Love-Wins

BOOK: My Hero (Book Four)
SERIES: The Billionaire Salvation Series
AUTHOR: Bella Love-Wins
RELEASE DATE: January 12th, 2015

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Kate Samuel and billionaire Lieutenant Matt Lewis enjoyed a welcome escape from the criminals that want to see Kate dead.With their holiday cut short by more threats, Kate decides to face the music. Will she go again her billionaire boyfriend, and betray the one person who holds her dear to find her own peace of mind? Is Matt's protection enough to save her? 

Find out by reading MY HERO, Book 4 of The Billionaire Salvation Series. 

Note: This is the conclusion of the four-part serial. Stay tuned for more standalone and serial stories featuring Matt and Kate.

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There was so little noise outside, it was almost peaceful. No car horns. Barely any city traffic. No screaming people. Just the rustling of a slight winter breeze that wove its way around the tall buildings nearby. I closed my eyes and briefly took in the quiet. As great as it was sitting in the safety of Matt’s comforting warmth, it wasn’t long before my mind wandered back to George and Richard. They were out there somewhere.
“I’m going up to have a shower, okay?” I told Matt.
“Sure. You’re worried about them, aren’t you?”
“Yeah,” I answered. I pulled out of his embrace and stood up to go back inside.
“You go ahead,” he said. He looked at his watch. “I’ll wait until after dinner.”
I leaned down and kissed him, then went inside and up to my room. I heard the elevator chime just before I closed my door. It meant Matt would be busy, so I had some time. I took out the phone Matt gave me, and the piece of paper I had used to scribble down the phone number. I knew that eventually, Matt would find out what I was about to do. I looked at the two items in my hand, and briefly wondered how much of Matt’s trust I was about to strip away.
I thought that he’d just have to understand that I had no choice but to do this. I opened the text application of the phone and keyed in the number. I sent the simple text message.
This is Kate Samuel. What exactly do you want from me? Do you have George and Richard Wilkinson? If you do, please let them go.
I looked at the message and hesitated for a short time. I quickly hit the send button and hoped I wasn’t making things worse. There was no reply right away, so I tucked the phone and piece of paper into my purse and went to the next room to find some clothes to change into after my shower. I picked out a simple, two-piece cotton pajama pant set, and a sweater and jeans to wear the next day. I took the things back to my room and undressed in the room before going into the shower.


I left the bathroom and wore my towel to get dressed in the bedroom. Fuck, I thought as I walked into the room. I really fucked up now. Matt was standing beside the bed. My purse was open on the bed and the phone he gave me was in the hand he held up to me.
“Why did you take out the phone?” I asked as I towel-dried my hair. I was doing my best to be nonchalant.
“I came up here to call you down for dinner,” he said. “The phone was ringing, so I answered.”
“Why did you do that?” Inside, my stress was mounting. I was in deep shit.
“I just gave you the phone to use an hour ago, Kate. I thought it was one of my staff or my assistant. I wasn’t going to answer at first, but it kept ringing, so I did.”
“So who was it?” I asked, pretending to be innocent.
“You know who it was, Kate,” he did nothing to contain any of his disappointment or anger. “What have you done?”
“What did they say?” I could deal with his anger another time. If they took the time to call back, there was a chance we could bargain with them.
He could barely look at me.
“You just put us and your friends in more danger, Kate.” So much for diplomacy and mincing words.
Hero contempt.
“What do you mean?”
“The person on the other end said, ‘You can run but you can’t hide. You and your bitch are dead,’ then hung up and sent us a text with a picture of an amputated finger.”
I gasped in horror. “You don’t think it’s... ”
“I don’t know if they hurt your friends. I called Bateman. Get dressed. He’s on his way over. I requested that he send some officers to come and help my team keep watch.” He sat on the bed, exasperated.
“I…I’m sorry, Matt,” I admitted.
All my hope was deflated. And I felt brand new waves of guilt from my most recent transgression. I put on the sweater and jeans, knowing I would probably not be sleeping anytime soon. I sat beside him, hoping the proximity would help him understand why I did it.
“I thought I could help by trying…”
“You were wrong, Kate,” he said as he stood and began pacing the floor. “You didn’t help. You did exactly what you promised not to do only hours ago. Now they know where we are. And you’ve probably compromised whatever the police may have intended to do.”
Matt’s own phone rang and he ignored it the first time. When it rang again, he tilted it to see who was calling. It was his security team leader.  Detective Bateman was downstairs.

Kate Samuel – Shailene woodley
Matt Lewis – Chris Hemsworth
Detective Bateman – Chris Evans
George Wilkinson – Bruce Greenwood
Richard Wilkinson – Karl Urban
Chad Bridges – Chris Pine

Joy Carrington – Scarlett Johansson

ABOUT Bella Love-Wins
Bella is a fairly new writer. She enjoys new adult and contemporary romance based on her deepest fantasies.
She is twenty-three years old and works by day as a communications analyst in a small firm. She lives north of Toronto and dreams of moving to the small town of Grimsby, Ontario one day. She loves pets and cannot wait to have a Shih Tzu as a practice kid.


Friday, February 27, 2015

Redemption Lane by Rachel Blaufeld - Release Day Blitz

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Rachel Blaufeld
Redemption Lane
Release Date: February 19th, 2015


Sometimes the past bleeds into the future.

Bess, a wild party girl running from herself, literally falls victim to her demons when she collapses in the most unexpected of places.
Lane, a tightly wound, up-and-coming CEO who can’t seem to stop enabling his brother, doesn’t know what hit him when Bess falls at his feet and into his life.

It was a night she doesn’t remember, and one he can’t forget.

But rather than stay and help the needy college coed, Lane decides to teach his brother a long overdue lesson––a decision that later comes back to haunt him and only adds fury to the transgressions of his past he is already fleeing from.
Years later, Bess and Lane meet again. She doesn’t know him, and he doesn’t share that he knows what happened on that ill-fated night when she almost died. After all, he has a web of complicated lies from his own youth to protect.

Both are seeking salvation in the arms of others and ignoring the truth—that the only road to redemption lies in confronting your past.

When the past and present collide, is there any chance at redemption?


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Quotes & Teasers

“Lane’s beard tickling the inside of my thigh in all the right places.” – Bess

A brand spanking new fantasy rolled through my head––visions of a lonely, yet seductive waitress, dressed in navy slacks and a little matching vest, her long hair spread down around her neck… - Lane

I had no choice, so I spent the dinner perfecting Lane Wrigley, the overly involved hotel business man, getting to know Bess Williams, the unimpressed, fragile, mysteriously beautiful waitress… - Lane

Setting my magic pills on the dresser, I stripped out of my smelly clothes from the night before. As they fluttered to the floor, I watched their descent, remembering my own extremely real downward spiral.


I couldn’t be upset…the girl next to me was smoking hot. Intrigued, I took in her long wavy brown hair that she was twisting into a messy bun, small tits in a bright blue halter top, and tight hips and a round ass poured into tight black yoga pants. The disappointing thing was she fucking stank, and my eyes began to water from the stench wafting my way, like booze and stale sweat.
This girl smelled like a bar after a long Saturday night.
Was she drunk? Was she even legal?


“Excuse me? Do you want a table,” I asked.
He flipped the paper down, peering over the top of it, and his crystal-blue eyes sharpened. A series of expressions flitted over his face, first hurt or sadness, then morphing into what looked suspiciously like lust. In the end the man continued to stand there, saying nothing and looking bewildered.
Unnerved, I stared back at him for much too long but his gaze mesmerized me, capturing my body, mind, and soul in a way I wasn’t familiar with. It left me wanting to stare forever.
What the eff, Bess? Stare forever? Just seat the damn guy.
“Are you ready to sit for breakfast,” I asked, using my professional tone as a shield. I wasn’t on the menu, and definitely wasn’t one of the specials.
He cleared his throat and said, “Yes. Table for one.” Then he added, “Please.”
“Right this way.”


“It doesn’t have to be that way, Bess. You don’t have to be alone. You’re not alone. You have friends…and me.”
His eyes searched mine, begging me to understand the hidden meaning behind his words. I didn’t really have friends. And we were nothing more than sponsor and sponsee.
I didn’t really have him. Or did I?
“AJ…” I breathed out his name slowly, looking up but hesitating to meet his eyes.


Licking his lips, he ran his hand through his dark hair and leaned close once more. “As for why I’m back here with you, I can’t really say. I only know I haven’t been able to get you out of my head since our unbelievably boring dinner in the tavern…or the coffee we shared in the back room the morning after.”
His expression softened. “There’s just something about you, Bess. You’re sweeter than the aroma of the blueberry muffin I devoured with you, prettier than the sun setting over the ocean back home, and tangier than the lemons you squeeze into your water. Something I can’t put my finger on pulls me in and makes me want to be close to you, probably the same thing that makes you want to run. Hell, it makes me want to flee so fucking fast, but I’m not. So…just don’t.”


My orgasm tore through me like a five-alarm fire through a wooden cabin.
I floated off to somewhere I didn’t recognize. It was an island of bliss, a place where I’d never been on Molly or coke, a destination that a steady diet of alcohol and pot would never transport me to. And I never wanted to leave.

Exhilarated, I wanted nothing more than to pack my bags and permanently move to this unknown zip code.

About Author

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Rachel Blaufeld is a social worker/entrepreneur/blogger turned author. Fearless about sharing her opinion, Rachel captured the ear of stay-at-home and working moms on her blog, BacknGrooveMom, chronicling her adventures in parenting tweens and inventing a product, often at the same time. She has also blogged for The Huffington Post, Modern Mom, and StartupNation.

Turning her focus on her sometimes wild-and-crazy creative side, it only took Rachel two decades to do exactly what she wanted to do—write a fiction novel. Now she spends way too many hours in local coffee shops plotting her ideas. Her tales may all come with a side of angst and naughtiness, but end lusciously.

Rachel lives around the corner from her childhood home in Pennsylvania with her family and two dogs. Her obsessions include running, coffee, icing-filled doughnuts, antiheroes, and mighty fine epilogues.


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Thursday, February 26, 2015

Consolation/Conviction by Corinne Michaels Double Cover Reveal

Book One in the Consolation Duet

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Author: Corinne Michaels
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: Okay Creations
Photographer: Perrywinkle Photography

Release Date: March 18th

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Liam wasn’t supposed to be my happily ever after.
He wasn’t even on my radar.
He was my husband’s best friend—forbidden.
But my husband is dead and I’m alone. I ache for him and I reach for Liam.
One night with Liam changed everything. Now I have to decide if I truly love him or if he’s just the consolation prize.

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Today is the last day I will allow myself to feel sorrow, the last day I will shed tears, because tears don’t change anything. I need to harvest whatever strength I have and hold it tight. I’m a mother who has an infant that needs me to be both mom and dad.
One day, they say. One day this will stop hurting.
This will never be okay or stop hurting.
I’ll never be the same. The woman I was before died the minute the knock on the door came. I’m a shell of the woman I was. The woman who was loving, open, and full of hope is gone. Hope is a weak bitch who couldn’t give two fucks about what you want. So I rely on faith. Faith that I’ll make it through this and find my heart again.
Book Two in the Consolation Duet

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Genre: Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: Okay Creations
Photographer: Perrywinkle Photography

Release Date:  May 27th

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I fell in love with Liam only to be left shattered into a million pieces. Again. The idea of being without him cripples me but the reality is, he’s gone.
He doesn’t understand and I can’t make him.
If only he’d see the conviction behind my words—then Liam would still be here.
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About the Author

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Corinne Michaels is an emotional, witty, sarcastic, and fun loving mom of two beautiful children. She’s happily married to the man of her dreams and is a former Navy wife. After spending months away from her husband while he was deployed, reading and writing was her escape from the loneliness.
Both her maternal and paternal grandmothers were librarians, which only intensified her love of reading. After years of writing short stories, she couldn’t ignore the call to finish her debut novel, Beloved. Her alpha Navy SEALs are broken, beautiful, and will steal your heart.
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Monday, February 23, 2015

Treasure Me by Mia Dymond Blog Tour


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Reputable fine art broker Sophie Graystone has a knack for acquiring one-of-a-kind artifacts. A seasoned professional, she marches to the beat of her own drum and takes direction from no one. Lt. Dagan “Rebel” Caldwell, ex-Army Ranger and investigator for Alpha Four, is driven by an iron will to succeed and is talented in the ability to convince others to conform. He soon learns that he has met his match in one certain female. Assigned to investigate several attempted thefts of Sophie’s paintings, Rebel’s skill and talent are sorely tested when Sophie challenges him at every turn, aggravating and arousing him in the process. Desperate to get his man, Rebel uses her rebellion as a secret weapon, hoping to win her heart in the process. 

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This is an amazing story that is full of enough sparks to set everything around them on fire.

Sophie is a rich, privileged young daughter of a senator. She is the owner of an Art dealership who is strong, determined to get answers and is a self-sufficient young woman. Sophie however is in danger from an unknown person for a reason that she doesn't understand.

Rebel is a member of the amazing Alpha Four group who run a security company. He is the chosen man sent in to protect Sophie from whoever is trying to hurt her. He has a special set of circumstances that make him perfect for this particular job, he is from a privileged background as well. Rebel is a true Alpha male, he is determined, strong and protective man who refuses to let anything happen if he can control it.

These two people are in for a wild ride in this book. Grab this amazing book and fall in love with strong men and the women that are their counterpoints.

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Greetings from the hot and humid state of Oklahoma! My name is Mia Dymond and I write sexy contemporary romance novels with a twist of sass. I currently have fourteen novels available on retailers including iBooks, Barnes & Noble, Kobo, Amazon, and Smashwords.   My most recent release is Treasure Me, Book in the Alpha Four series. Alpha Four is a tough, no-nonsense group of ex-Army Rangers with muscles of stone and hearts of gold. Book one is the story of Lt. Dagan “Rebel” Caldwell and Sophie Graystone, a couple who clashes at every turn with the need for control. I hope you’ll enjoy the rocky journey they travel to fall in love. Please enjoy an excerpt:   Once Rebel held two steaming cups of coffee, he headed back to the table and sat beside her. Much to his relief, she wasted no time in touching him. She wrapped one hand around her cup, and wrapped the other around his forearm, her fingers drawing lazy circles against his skin. “I’m curious,” she said as her fingers taunted the nerves beneath his skin, “how did you get your nickname?” He chuckled low under his breath. Curiosity was a good start. “Curious, huh?” She nodded. “I’ve never been one to follow protocol.” “In the Army?” “In life. I enlisted in an act of rebellion.” “Is that a decision you regret?” “Not in the least. Thunder, Chaos, and Ace made it all worthwhile.” “You guys are close.” “Family.” “I take it there are several stories behind those nicknames too.” He nodded without elaboration. “So,” she prompted, “tell me about your team.” “Can’t do that.” “Why?” “Confidential. I’d have to silence you if I told you and I’m not sure that’s possible.” “What’s that supposed to mean?” “I’m confident you’d find a way to challenge my methods.” “You’d be disappointed if I didn’t.” He snickered, aroused as hell by the fact that she didn’t hesitate before she fired right back at him. No doubt, she’d challenge him alright and she was absolutely correct when she responded – disappointed didn’t begin to describe his feelings. “Thunder assembled Alpha Four when he retired from the Army. It only took three phone calls to build a team.” “The four of you are very loyal.” He nodded. “There’s just something about fighting evil that brings a team together.” “Do you think about it often?” He hesitated, weighing the decision to answer her. He’d seen a whole lot of evil during his military tours, things that he’d never share with her. Yet, thanks to Uncle Sam and Thunder, he’d learned to file it so far away that even memory couldn’t find it. He glanced down at her fingers, still rubbing circles on his forearm and distracting him from answering her question. Her soft, gentle touch caused the nerves under his skin to quiver with excitement. What in the hell had she asked? “Sophie?” “Hmmm?” “I can’t concentrate when you do that.” Her brow furrowed. “Do what?” He glanced down at her fingers. “That. You’re driving me crazy.” “Oh, really?” Before he could stop himself, he nodded. Oh. Hell. So much for never let them see you sweat. He’d pretty much just handed her a whole locker of ammunition. “Well, then.” She blinked those deep, dark eyelashes several times as her fingers continued their assault. “Perhaps you should answer my question.” “No.” “No?” “I mean, no I don’t think about the evils in my past often. Alpha Four gives me plenty to think about.” “Are you in danger?” “Not always. Sometimes our assignments are as mundane as installing a security system.” “Other times you put your life on the line for someone else.” “Yes.” “Like me.” “Well, no one’s tried to kill you …. yet.” He gave her hand a slight squeeze, buying a second of courage for his next comment. “But I’d put my life on the line for you without a second thought.” I hope you’ll enjoy Treasure Me! Happy Reading!!! 

  About The Author 


Mia Dymond I write contemporary romance novels with sexy, alpha males and females with attitude to boot. I live in a zoo,hold down a full time job, and am trying to coax my creative muse from her cage. So BEWARE, the madness may rub off on you! 
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Relent by Nina Levine Release Day Blitz

Release Date: 23rd February.

Mark your diaries.

We're in for a wild ride.

"I’d sold my soul a long fucking time ago." ~ Kick (Relent)

Evie Bishop grew up loving Kick Hanson. He loved her, too. They were inseparable. Best friends who looked out for each other. Until the day scandal hit their families and ripped everything apart, changing the course of all their lives.

Kick follows a dangerous path that leads him to the Storm MC where he spends his days buried deep in a violent and lawless world that is slowly consuming his soul. Evie works hard to escape the hopelessness that threatens to swallow her after her family is ripped apart. She builds a stable life for herself, however it's devoid of the one thing she has always longed for - Kick.

The love these two have for each other never wavers but sometimes in life, love isn't enough. Even in the times they find each other again, they can never make it work. Kick fights against bringing Evie into his world and Evie refuses a life with Kick if he won't fully commit to her. However, when circumstance throws them together again, Kick knows he must finally make her his. The trouble is, Evie's done. She loves him but she believes their chance to be together has long passed.

When Kick finally stakes his claim, will Evie relent and give their love another go, or has Kick left it too long to go after the woman who has owned his heart forever?


Kick grinned and came towards me, his hands reaching for the button on my jeans. I slapped his hand away. “No,” I said firmly, giving him the evil eye. “You’ve had your fill this morning and I’m all out of orgasms.”
He smirked. “Baby, you are never out of orgasms.”
I raised my brows, trying to look stern. “I am today.”
Crossing his arms over his chest, he said, “So you’ve got a dentist appointment and then what?”
“Then I’ve got work. Why?”
“I’m just trying to figure out how long until I can get my dick out again.” When I smirked, he added, “You don’t seem to realise just what you do to me, Evie.”
I put my hand on my hip, settling in to hear this. “Tell me, Kick, what do I do to you?”
He uncrossed his arms and took the few strides separating us. “You cause an insatiable fuckin’ need in me that I’ve never experienced before. Even if I fucked you all day long, I’d still never get enough.”
Oh god.
My core clenched.
Maybe I did have more orgasms in me today.
He traced my lips and then cupped my cheek before kissing me. “I’m taking you to your appointment and then to work, and then I’m picking you up from work and taking you back to my house. Today we play my way. With my toys,” he growled, and I felt his growl all the way through my body.


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USA Today Bestselling Author Nina Levine, is an Aussie author who writes stories about hot, alpha men and the tough, independent women they love.
When she isn't creating with words, she loves to create with paint and paper. Often though, she can be found curled up with a good book and some chocolate.