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Tuesday, February 6, 2018

AUDIOBOOK RELEASE for ENIGMA OF LIFE by SHANDI BOYES


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Audiobook Release: Enigma Of Life
by Shandi Boyes

Genre: Steamy Contemporary Romance
Series: Enigma; Book One


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Enigma: a person or thing that is mysterious or difficult to understand.

Isaac Holt is the very definition of an enigma. He is mysterious, dangerous, alluring and knee clankingly gorgeous. After a chance meeting, I was falling at his feet, literally. His magnetizing allure has the ability to electrify all of my senses with the simple touch of his fingertip.

But no matter how much my body craves Isaac's touch, I can't have him. Morally and ethically, he is off limits. He is the enemy. My rational thinking head logically understands this, but my lust-driven heart needs a little more convincing.

A story about two people who are destined NOT to be together. This is not your typical love story.

Not everything is black and white. There is a whole heap of gray that no one pays any attention to.

Author Warning: Cliffhanger. This book contains open door sex scenes, adult references, swear words and adult scenes. This book is only recommended for 18+ readers. It is part of a series, not recommended as a standalone. The entire series is available. 


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Shandi Boyes lives in Queensland, Australia, in a coastal community with her husband and children. She has always been an avid reader and recently found the love writing. Her first penned book was in February 2016 - the 'Perception' series. A modern new adult rockstar romance series that will have you sitting on the edge of your seat. You should consider starting these books first thing in the morning, or you may not sleep. In September, her focus shifted to hot alpha men in steamy contemporary reads that sizzle off the pages.

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Blog Tour: Hitched While Intoxicated
by Florella Grant


Genre: Contemporary Romance

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What could be in the memory box that has Kimberly Davis afraid of opening it?

When Kimberly and her friends were young, they started a memory box to open once they all turned 30 years old. It's her 30th birthday, but she has a bad feeling about what's inside. Images of beer bottles, dancing with a stranger, and a bare-end walking away flash before her.

How bad can it be?

The box is finally opened. Their memories spread out in front of them, and only one last item in the box. A marriage certificate!

Oh no!

After discovering the stranger, Ryan Calvin, never annulled the impulsive marriage, Kimberly has no choice but to put an end to it. Against her brother's legal advice, Kimberly takes the divorce papers to Pottersville, Indiana.

Easy peasy, right? Not exactly!

Ryan is out of town. His brother Alex, has offered her a place to stay until Ryan's return. Alex is a single father, and generous to his guest. Oh, did I mention he's hot and Kimberly can't help but notice? She's in danger of falling for him. He's affectionately willing to catch her. What could happen when Ryan finally returns?


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Alex didn't mean to eavesdrop but, when he passed Kimberly's room and heard her on the phone, he paused to listen. The conversation was about him. That much, he knew. He wondered what her friend suggested and wished he heard both ends of the conversation. Alex didn't have time to think about what his guest was saying because he heard her say goodbye. He quietly slipped into the living room and acted like he'd been there all night. "Hey, there you are," he welcomed her when she walked into the room. "I was just thinking about watching a movie. Care to join me?"

"Do you have popcorn?" Kimberly teased as she sat on the other end of the couch.

"Only if you help me," Alex joked. He didn't need her help in the kitchen, but the thought of them working side by side, in the small space, excited him. She poured a couple drinks while he worked his magic on the stove. As the corn popped, he turned to her and asked, "Why do you want a divorce?"

Kimberly gave him a confused look and then shrugged her shoulders. "Because we were drunk and young. I have no idea who Ryan is. How can I stay married to a stranger?"

Alex didn't say anything for a while. He put the popcorn in the bowl and seasoned it while Kimberly took the drinks into the living room. When he joined her, he continued the conversation. "I didn't mean it like that. Are you engaged or something?"

"What?" Kimberly's laugh sounded like she was nervous. "No, what makes you think that?"

"I don't know," Alex began smiling. "Isn't that what they do in movies? Girl gets engaged, finds out she's still married, and sets out to end it." She was looking at him but not saying a word. "Romantic comedies."

Kimberly couldn't keep a straight face any longer. He was being serious; thinking she was there for those reasons. She started laughing which caused him to laugh. "Nothing like that." She assured him.

"I don't believe in divorce," he told her.

"Neither do I," she said, but Alex smirked. "Under normal circumstances," she added. "Ryan and I don't know each other. It should have been annulled years ago. This is different." He reached over and tapped her knee, and nodded, letting her know that he understood.

"So, you're single?" He noticed her rosy cheeks and the way she took a deep breath. Alex felt flushed himself but had the advantage of a five o'clock shadow to hide it. When she didn't answer right away, Alex cleared his throat and said, "So what would you like to watch?"

"Sweet Home Alabama."

They laughed. Alex knew she was joking and picked something else out instead. He flipped through the options and noticed her inching her way closer to him. The thought of putting his arm around her crossed his mind, but he held back. Getting close to Kimberly would only cause trouble.

When the movie was over, Alex put the television on mute and turned towards Kimberly. "What do you do for a living?"

"Social media consultant and online management," she answered.

"What is that?" Alex knew what that was. He only wanted to listed to her sweet voice speak to him.

Kimberly stated to explain what she did but hesitated. "Wait, do you have the internet out here?"

"I don't have a clue what you're talking about, ma'am." Alex laughed and continued in a hick voice, "Around here, we rely on nosey neighbors to keep us informed of all the gossip." Then he pointed to a desktop computer and he threw a kernel of corn at her to make her laugh again.

Kimberly's face turned red once more. "What about you?" She questioned in return. "You run this farm by yourself?"

"It's a family farm," he reminded her. "When Ryan isn't here, I'm usually running it alone. Sometimes, I hire local guys to work for a few weeks at a time; usually around harvest."

Kimberly looked like she forgot about Ryan. He watched her adjust her legs as she sat on one. If he didn't know any better, Alex would think she was intrigued. "Do you have a big family?" She questioned him.

Alex frowned. "No, not anymore."

Kimberly cocked her head signaling for him to explain that. 

"Have an aunt and uncle on my father's side of the family, but they moved to Florida years ago. I rarely hear from them." He paused, figuring out what she'd like to hear. "My dad died when I was twelve. Mom, uh, just a few years ago. Remember?"

Kimberly nodded. He mentioned it the night before. "It's just you and Ariel," she said out loud without thinking.

"And Ryan," Alex reminded her with a devilish grin. His face neared her as they wrapped up the conversation. Her lips were close. It took all his strength not to lean in and kiss them.

"And Ryan," she whispered with a sense of regret in her voice.

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About the Author

Born on Valentine's day, Florella Grant is a pure romantic at heart. Her first words were "happy ever after". Okay, maybe not exactly those words but she's been writing them since she was old enough to pick up a pencil. She comes from a long line of writer's, including her very distant relative, Ulysses S. Grant. Florella has been inspired by Jane Austin and Emily Bronte, but her biggest inspiration comes from the fictional romance novelist, Felicia Galant. All her life, she wanted to be Felicia, and was deeply saddened when the long running daytime drama, Another World, was canceled. Florella lives in New York and has 3 beautiful daughters.



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Lila

I ran from him, from my feelings … from my hometown, all because I was too afraid of how I felt. I was gone for years, trying to stay away because I thought that was the best. I was wrong. But I’m back now, and my feelings for Logan haven’t changed, haven’t dimmed.
I love him, have always loved him.
And it’s time I face reality and tell him how I felt all those years ago. It’s time I finally be truthful and hope that I don’t cross lines and ruin the most important relationship I have.
Because not having Logan in my life is not an option.

Logan

From the second I saw her, I knew she was my girl. But I was a fool and let her slip away. She was gone without a trace for years, but now she's back.
That face, the kindness in her eyes, those curves, that fire between us still raging hotter than summer in the desert. I'm surer than ever. Lila is still perfect for me.  
I doubt she'll give me another chance this time around, but I don't care. I won't give her up. Not without answers. Not without a fight.


Warning: Jenika and Bella teamed up to bring you this short and filthy romance. Get your cowboy hat on, kick up your boots, and grab a cold glass of water. You’re in for one hell of a ride.











I push open the front door of the only bank in Hartford and all the air leaves my lungs. My muscles seize with one Lucchese boot planted inside and the other on the hot sidewalk. Stiffly, I step outside, set my tan Stetson on my head, and run my palms down the side of my work pants. I squint and wait for my eyes to adjust to the bright midday sun. I want to be sure I’m not mistaken. Or is my mind playing cruel tricks on me? Just yards from me, parked in a sky blue Chevy Cruze on the other side of the street, is the one person I never thought I’d see again.
Lila Clark.
It’s been years since I laid eyes on her. Five years and some months. I didn’t realize I was keeping track, but now that she’s back, I must’ve been subconsciously counting the hours since she disappeared from my life. She was gone without a trace. She left a gaping hole in my heart that nothing and no one has been able to fill. Still, seeing Lila now, it almost feels like no time has passed at all.
It has to be her. She hasn’t changed a bit. From her long, wavy chestnut hair, her stunning heart-shaped face, big brown doe eyes, to her tempting Cupid’s bow lips that I wish I’d kissed a thousand times. Those legs that go on forever, and her soft, subtle curves I’ve fantasized about claiming for myself more times than I care to admit.
But I didn’t.
There were so many chances to let her know I wanted to be more than friends, so many opportunities to make her mine. But I blew it. One of the biggest mistakes I made was thinking I had all the time in the world. I figured she’d be around. I assumed she was the one for me and that fate would take care of the rest.
Had I known that the night of the big end-of-year house party was going to be the last time I’d see her, I definitely would’ve done things differently. There wouldn’t have been alcohol in my system, for starters. I knocked back so many beers and shots that night that I lost track of how many I ingested. My head wasn’t clear. Far from it.
More of my time that night would’ve been devoted to Lila, not my football buddies. Before getting drunk I had noticed her nearby. She was hanging out by the punch bowl or chatting with other girls, making small talk, moving to the loud music when a song she liked came on. She would look my way every so often. At one point during the party, those piercing eyes of hers had met mine across the room and, like all the times before, my heart had tightened in my chest. It was as though no one was in that crowded room but the two of us. She meant so much to me and all I had to do was say something.
But I was so drunk. Too drunk to think, let alone talk. Way too drunk to walk a straight line, much less to walk up to her and take her in my arms like I’d been fixing to do. That was the reason I had stumbled up to the second floor. I just needed to close my eyes for a few minutes, an hour maybe. But that other girl with the plastic smile must’ve followed me upstairs.
Melinda Atkins. This girl had been after me all through our final year and had kept up the chase even after I told her I wasn’t interested. She had me cornered in the bedroom that night, and probably decided this was her chance to follow through on all her blatant hints, overt flirting and obvious desperation to make me her next trophy.
If I’d been sober, there would have been no way I would have let Melinda get near me. But I was so inebriated. Before I could stop her, she moved like lightning and managed to undo the zipper of my jeans and pull open a few buttons of my shirt. It was only after I gave her a firm shove to push her away from me that Melinda finally got the hint and left.
Then Lila came to me.
She saved me from myself yet again.
I don’t remember what I said to her, but whatever it was, it turned out to be all the wrong things. If I’d been more clear-headed, I’d have a clue what I said. Maybe I could’ve told her I was sorry, made peace, found out what was on her mind, did something, anything so she wouldn’t have upped and left me. Maybe then the last five years wouldn’t have been spent without her. Instead, Lila helped me leave the party, dropped me home, and I never saw her again.
Until now.
















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Jenika Snow is a USA Today Bestselling Author that lives in the northwest with her husband and their two daughters. Before she started writing full-time she worked as a nurse.






Bella Love-Wins

I'm a Wall Street Journal (Begging for Bad Boys, April, 2017) and USA Today (Begging for Bad Boys, Alpha for the Holidays, Shifters in the Snow: Bundle of Joy, Shifters in the Shadows) Bestselling Author.

I love reading and writing steamy, high-action romance stories about firefighters, billionaires, and alpha males who know what they want and aren't afraid of laying claim to the women who catch their interest. I love a happy ever after ending. I enjoy reading, hiking, the countryside, and traveling to destinations unspoiled by commercial tourism, like Las Vegas... :)

Like so many characters in my novels, I enjoy action, romance and unexpected love connections that take your breath away. For the next while, you'll find me plotting and writing about my latest stories on my Macbook.












Friday, February 2, 2018

Hound: Cerberus 2.0 by Marie James


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Blog Tour: Hound: Cerberus 2.0
by Marie James

Genre: MC/Contemporary Romance 
Standalone in a series
 Series: Cerberus: The Second Generation, Book Two


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My first job with the Cerberus MC was to grab a girl from a seedy bar. Easy money, right?

The moment I realized the blonde I was hunting wasn't around, I ended up captivated by a redhead dancing on the stage. With her striking features and sinful body, I knew she was trouble, but that didn't stop me from making her mine that night.

When I learned that she WAS the job, everything became clouded.

I was only looking for a one night stand, but when the dust settled and she ran, my only desire was to chase her.

Should I risk my job, and quite possibly my life, in order to have her? Would she even stay if I caught her?


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Lawson: Cerberus 2.0, Book One
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by Phoebe Alexander


Genre: Romantic Comedy 
(Readers 18+ due to graphic scenes)

Series: The Juniper Court Series

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If we build it ... will they come

Valley Archer knows she's different that the other moms in her neighborhood. She doesn't enjoy baking, never goes to Starbucks, and wouldn't be caught dead in yoga pants.

So what does Valley like?

Sex. And lots of it.

Her poor husband David is having a hard time keeping up (pardon the pun).

If she has her say, they'll soon be turning 6 Juniper Court into a swinger paradise. And Valley doesn't give one f*ck what the neighbors think.




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