S.J. Sawyer - Like A Lady Box Set & No Offense, Darlin' - Sale Blitz

Titles: Like A Lady Serial Box Set & No Offense, Darlin’

Author: S.J. Sawyer

Release Dates: June-July 2016

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The Like A Lady series is a Southern, romantic comedy that will leave you laughing and swooning in equal measure. Purchase all four novellas for one lower price! Available for #FREE on Kindle Unlimited! The serial boxset contains special content not available anywhere else.

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Jake Roberson is nothing but a lying bastard. Every whisper that falls from his lips is a betrayal, but I can’t seem to convince myself to walk away. When he comes sauntering toward me, all those particulars go right out the window, and I cave. Every. Single. Time.

No more, though. I can’t. There’s too much at stake this time around, and I won’t have it.

Besides, one night with Beau, that’s all it took. I’m sunk. He was amazing in every way imaginable, and he still is. Why he likes someone like me, I can’t fathom. He’s such a good man, and he only ever sees the best in people, me included. It’s an amazing thing. The way he looks at the world, it’s like magic. Every bone, every muscle, every fiber of Beau Reed’s being is good, and he never stops proving that to me. He’s a good guy deep down in his core where it counts. I’ve always known that, even when I first met him. It’s something that radiates out from him like this big glowing light. Never have I ever met anyone like him.

But because he’s good, I have to make him go. ~Shelby

I can’t focus on anything else:

Soft, brown hair hanging in waves down to creamy skin that looks all too damned touchable.

Big eyes that could never be described with any justice, brown to green, maybe hazel, with so much vibrant light, etching them forever into memory.

Plump, smooth, kissable lips that are the stuff of fantasy, with the bottom one slightly fuller than the top, perfect.

Shelby.

It’s always Shelby, always been Shelby, and there doesn’t seem to be anything or anyone that can make that any different.

Except, now, there’s more at play than just her. For once, it’s not about Shelby Case, and despite my best efforts to save her, there’s things that I can’t rescue her from. ~Beau

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Twenty-something, Okie girl S.J. Sawyer enjoys creating the best book-boyfriends in a mix of romance, humor, and reality, loving her heroes swoonworthy and stubborn. Author of the Sealed series and Like A Lady serial, writing new adult, romantic comedy, and contemporary romance. Mom of three; wife of one. Graduate of SOSU with a Bachelor’s degree in English Lit. Lover of books, young and old. Sucker for the happy ending.

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A Dance Worth Dancing (Tactical Men #1) by JL Long Re-Reveal & 99 Cent Blitz

Title: A Dance Worth Dancing
Series: Tactical Men #1
Author: JL Long
Genre: Adult, Contemporary Romance
Published: May 28, 2015

Love is a strange thing. It can heal, it can hurt and it can be astonishing. For Rori and Colt, it is all of these things. Rori is a single mom, looking for love in all the wrong places. Until one fateful night her hero comes to her without her even knowing it. She doesn’t want to give in to what her heart tells her. She has too much at stake to risk a dance on the wild side. Colt isn’t the type to settle down. He’s been there done that and got left high and dry. He throws himself into his work and living the simple life. Or as simple as he can until the demons come calling. Can they pull through when it seems like the universe is doing everything in its power to pull them apart? Can love really conquer all?

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“Their journey to happiness isn't an easy one, when you say they have some bumps in the road they sure do. Through it all HE LOVES HER, SHE LOVES HIM. I 100 % RECOMMEND this book.” ~ J. Bourgeois - 5 Stars

“This was a great read. The storyline never slowed down and always kept me wanting more.” ~ Erin P. – 5 Stars

“I really enjoyed this book. Rori is a strong independent woman and Colt is a bossy, alpha male you can't help but fall in love with. Looking forward to book 2 in the Tactical Men Series.” ~ Tanya – 5 Stars

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JL grew up in a small town in Illinois. Not to be mistaken for Chicago. She currently resides in Kentucky with her husband, three children and their two fur-babies. She has lived an adventurous life…doing just that, living. JL is a hopeless romantic, who loves seeing love unwind before her eyes. When she can’t see that for herself with other people in real life, she writes it or reads it. Writing has been a part of her life since she was a little girl, along with being an avid reader. She will continue to write until the pen will not allow it anymore.

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Josie Kerr - Kicker - Sale Blitz

Title: Kicker

Series: DS Fight Club #1

Author: Josie Kerr

Release Date: July 25, 2016

The Kickboxer

Trevor “Tig” Mashburn is a man on the edge: on the edge of his twenties, on the edge of giving up his dreams of becoming an MMA fighter, and on the edge of losing the family farm.

Little Miss Perfect

Charlotte Markham always seemed to have it all: family, wealth, career, but now, at age thirty-six, she’s tired of being Little Miss Perfect and just wants to be herself.

When Charlotte has a chance encounter with Tig, he impresses her with his brash confidence and complete honesty. Tig immediately responds to Charlotte’s sweet demeanor, and feels compelled to encourage the fragile woman from underneath her veneer of perfection. Opposites may attract, and Tig and Charlotte’s relationship is more complementary than clashing. But when Tig bows to familial pressure, a frustrated and heartbroken Charlotte must convince Tig to take his own advice and become the man that he wants to be.

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“So, Tig, huh?

“Yes, ma’am.” He waited a few beats while he twirled her around, and then said, “There’s not many appropriate nicknames for Antigone.”

 “Your legal name is Antigone?” Charlotte’s brow furrowed and Tig threw his head back and laughed.

“No, that’s not my given name. The name on my birth certificate is Trevor, but no one calls me that except my mama.”

Charlotte swatted him lightly. “You are a goof.”

Tig spun her again and when he had her back in his arms, he held her a little bit firmer, a little bit closer to him, and Charlotte did not mind at all.

“I prefer to think of myself as a goober.”

“So why ‘Tig’?”

Tig cleared his throat and licked his lips. “Because I have a tendency to bounce.”

Charlotte frowned again, and Tig’s face softened as he touched a piece of hair that had escaped from her ponytail. That small change of expression made him seem much younger, but his light blue eyes still seemed to belong on a much older man.

“How old are you?”

Tig looked uncomfortable. “How old do you think I am?”

“I honestly have no idea. When I first saw you, I thought you were really young, like barely out of high school.”

“Well, thank you for the ego boost, sweetheart,” he grinned. “I’m twenty-nine.”

“Oh.” Oh God.

“And how old are you, Miss Charlotte?”

Charlotte squirmed a bit in his embrace, prompting Tig to loosen his hold on her just a bit.

“Oh, no, don’t let me go.” Charlotte’s eyes widened at her blurted confession. Tig huffed a small laugh, but pulled her closer again. “I’m thirty-five, almost thirty-six, by the way.”

“How almost?”

“Like within twelve hours almost. Tomorrow’s my birthday.”

 “Well, happy birthday, Charlotte,” Tig whispered in her ear as he dipped her low, one strong arm holding her securely behind her back, the other hand hovering above her thigh as if he wanted to grab at it.

He did not, but he did squeeze her the tiniest bit as he pulled her back to standing. Tig spun her again as the song ended, and Charlotte used her birthday wish for at least one more slow song.

The strains of Buddy Holly began playing over the sound system. Tig held Charlotte firmly but gently in his arms and she had an insane urge to pull him down to her and kiss him for all she was worth.

That lopsided grin appeared on his lips again, and he asked, “What in the world are you thinking?”

Charlotte flushed and cursed her lack of poker face, which made Tig smile even wider as they waltzed around the dance floor.

“Winnie the Pooh. That’s where I got my nickname. When I was little and driving my mama nuts, she enrolled me in a tumbling class because I was always climbing on shit and rolling around. One day during class, I was watching some of the older kids, and got it in my head that I could do an aerial from the top of a big balance beam.”

“An aerial? Like one of those cartwheels with no hands?” Charlotte interrupted.

“Exactly. And from the full size beam, which is four feet off the floor.”

“Oh my Lord, Tig.”

“Yeah. Of course, it wasn’t successful, and I’m lucky I didn’t break my neck. Afterwards, the coach compared me to Tigger–you know, ‘top made of rubber, bottom made of springs’–because I essentially bounced off my head and landed on my feet and was off again. The name just stuck.”

“I bet you were constantly giving your mother fits, weren’t you?”

Tig shrugged a shoulder, but his little grin told Charlotte the truth.

He cocked his head to the side and looked like he was getting ready to ask her something when the band returned to the stage and started in with another fast paced song. Tig quirked an eyebrow at Charlotte and she grinned and grasped his hand.

The two of them danced until the band finished for the night and then continued when a DJ took over, only stopping once to each down a bottle of water before beginning again. At one point, the two garnered such attention as to have a dancers’ circle form around them and a round of applause when the song finished.

And when the lights came on at the end of the evening, they stood and looked at each other, both breathing heavily and grinning.

Josie Kerr is transplanted West Texan living on the edge of semi-profoundly rural Georgia, a.k.a. the southernmost edge of the northernmost county in Metro Atlanta.

She has an M.Ed. in Secondary English Education, but discovered that she hated high school more the second time than she did the first, so she decided to meld her love of technology with her education background and became an Instructional Designer. When not writing articles about how to fire someone without getting sued or why you should really not apply for jobs using your SexxyStud99@aol.com email address, she writes steamy romance novels that feature grown-up Heroes and Heroines.