April 21, 2015

Happy Release Day! Excerpt & Giveaway: Wrecked, Starstruck #2 by Cynthia Valero

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Welcome to STARSTRUCK, a showplace for talent, a playground for love. A new contemporary continuity series by Beth Ciotta, Cynthia Valero, and Elle J Rossi. Three authors. One world. The hot nights continue with Valero’s emotional new-adult novella, Wrecked. A Secret Crush… Talented songwriter, Sunny Burnett, shelves her dream of Nashville when her older sister is killed in a car wreck and helps her mother pick up the pieces of her shattered life. Two years later, her mother’s still struggling and Sunny is desperate to help her. Dusting off her guitar, penning a new song, and marshaling her courage, she enters a duet contest, hoping to use the prize money to turn her mother's life around. She’ll do anything to win. Even if it means partnering with the last man she should ask—her sister’s ex-boyfriend, a gifted singer and Sunny’s longtime secret crush. A Clandestine Choice… Curtis Bliss blames himself for Tuesday Burnett’s death. And so does her family. Haunted by regret, he forfeits his musical dreams for years, until he’s challenged by an unexpected source—his ex’s younger sister. Sunny Burnett blows him away by asking for his help and, in turn, offering him a tentative forgiveness. Even more surprising is the burning attraction that ignites and consumes them both. Can the new lovers make their dreams come true after all? Or will the secrets they keep wreck them forever?



They stood facing each other, like desperadoes destined for showdown in a deserted alley. Her cowboy hat dangled from her fingers, her unshaded eyes zeroed right in on him. Bright blue to stop a train. And his heart felt like it indeed slammed to a halt and everything inside him collided forward, right toward her, just as it had yesterday. But those eyes didn’t swallow him whole, willingly and languorously, like her sister’s deep brown ones had. There was no refuge in Sunny’s gaze. They glinted and reflected everything right back to him. No more sixteen year old with thick glasses. No more curling around herself with awkwardness. No hiding behind the porch steps to watch him and Tuesdaysing, thinking he didn’t know she was there. She didn’t move. He didn’t move. “You’re here,” she finally said. “Again.” It was an accusation. “It’s the last time.” He tore his gaze from her. The unbound hair, thick and dark like Tuesday’s, flowing free around her shoulders, almost to the small of her back. He gripped the hand truck handles, his fingers desperate to touch that hair instead of the damned grass at Tuesday’s memorial every night. Just once, to feel it against his cheek, to— He yanked the keg onto the service ramp. “Wait.” No. Everything inside him shouted no. “Please.” He stopped. She tapped her knuckles against her mouth as though in thought. She smacked her hat against her thigh. After a few breaths, she eyed him from an angle, as though he were suddenly painful to look at. She sighed and it sounded just a little bit defeated. He knew the feeling. She gripped her handbag with white-knuckled fingers and stalked toward him. She was beautiful beyond any memory of her, and his gut twisted. Perhaps it was best to get this done. Perhaps it was what he should’ve done from the start because now that it was here, he was suddenly ready for it. He gripped the hand truck for support, ready to take whatever she could give, ready to take it and bear it because it was what he deserved. He was ready for her to hurt him. He wanted it. Bring it.



Cynthia


Cynthia Valero is an award-winning author of two solo novellas as well as three paranormal romance novels and two anthologies written with Beth Ciotta as CB Scott. Her newest novella, Wrecked, is an emotional, new-adult tale in the new contemporary continuity series, STARSTRUCK, which also includes Beth Ciotta and Elle J Rossi. A student of Natalie Goldberg, Zoetrope All-Story, and The Writers Studio, Cynthia is currently writing a fantasy novel of forbidden love and deadly feuds set off the coast of early America.
Cynthia lives in the northeastern United States, is a student of kung fu and history, and believes that the rumble of a classic hot rod is music. Her family will tell you that she is a grudging cook but a great reader of bedtime stories.




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Book Promo: Excerpt & Giveaway! Ignite The Shadows by Ingrid Seymour



Sixteen-year-old Marci Guerrero is one of the best teen hackers in Seattle. However, she’d give up all her talents to know she isn’t crazy.

Marci feels possessed by what she perceives as shadowy spectres that take control of her body and make her do crazy things. While spying on the clandestine group known as IgNiTe, she’s confronted by the leader, James McCray. His presence stirs the spectres inside her brain into a maddening frenzy. Her symptoms and ability to control them don’t go unnoticed by James, who soon recruits her and shows her the awful truth.

Half of the world’s population is infected by sentient parasites. They bind themselves to the human brain and replace the pathways for all thoughts and actions. The creatures then morph their hosts into grotesque monsters with extraordinary strengths. Winged, clawed, fanged half-humans become living nightmares. Now Marci wishes she was crazy, because the truth is worse.

She’s infected.



He gives me a sad smile. “Aren’t you always the one telling me to grow up once and for all? Always saying I’m … how did you put it?” He makes air quotes. “‘Perfectly irrational’? Hmm?”

Xave waits for me to say something. But what is there to say?

He continues. “For once I’m trying to see past my narrow, judgmental views. I’m … expanding my horizons. Breaking stereotypes. And you don’t approve?”

I cross my arms over my stained t-shirt. “Is that what you’re calling your sexcapades now?” There’s a twist of bitter lemon on top of my comment.

“Again … even if that’s what this is all about, why do you care?”

I wish he’d stop beating on that drum. It makes me feel hollow inside.

“You’ve never cared before,” he says, having found a more bitter substance than mine to make his point.

Our eyes lock and the silence between us swells and swells with an absence of words that need to be figured out. But I’m dry as a bone. I have nothing to give, nothing to offer. I’m the one who’s perfectly irrational. It takes one to know one, after all.

“The world is going to hell, Marci. I may as well enjoy it while it lasts. I can’t … wait forever.” His last two words are loaded with meaning.

Is he trying to say that he’s … waiting for me? I shrink away from the thought. That can’t be what he’s trying to say! Why doesn’t he just tell me what he means? My mouth hangs open, a mute “O” of incredulity. Is this the way he chooses to let me know? A way that is, by no means, clear.

“We should talk. There’s something I should tell you and maybe something you’d like to say to me?” Xave tells me in a sweet, inviting tone. He leans closer, hazel eyes drilling mine with heated intensity.

His hand—up till now resting on the table—moves inches slowly toward mine. His fingernails are blue from the cue chalk. I see the Celtic tattoo between his middle and fore fingers. It’s so small I always forget about it. My body tenses and I instinctively pull back a bit. And even though my fingers retract only a few inconsequential millimeters, the distance feels insurmountable, because Xave’s eyes darken with the knowledge that I’ve recoiled from him. Again.



Ingrid Seymour is the author of IGNITE THE SHADOWS. When she’s not writing books, she spends her time working as a software engineer, cooking exotic recipes, hanging out with her family and working out. She writes young adult and new adult fiction in a variety of genres, including Sci-Fi, urban fantasy, romance, paranormal and horror.
Her favorite outings involve a trip to the library or bookstore where she immediately gravitates toward the YA section. She’s an avid reader and fangirl of many amazing books. She is a dreamer and a fighter who believes perseverance and hard work can make dreams come true.
She lives in Birmingham, AL with her husband, two kids and a cat named Mimi.




April 20, 2015

Book Promo: Excerpt & Giveaway! Caught by Erika Ashby & A.E. Woodward


**New Adult novel coming from authors A.E. Woodward and Erika Ashby late this Spring**

There's this boy. 

He kinda owns my heart.

Who am I kidding?

He owns all of me--but he's completely oblivious to it.

And I can't tell him.

Because there's this girl.

And even though he's my best friend, she is too.

Then there's me...

CAUGHT between what feels so right, yet is so wrong.


Greg isn’t a bad looking guy. He’s not even slightly bad looking. In fact, he’s extremely good looking with his brutish looks. But that’s the thing – he’s just too beefy for my taste. He’s thick all over. Well, from what I can see, and what I’ve heard, he is. Which is good for him since most people think buff guys usually suffer from teeny weeny syndrome and they’re just trying to overcompensate in other ways.
His head is typically filled with blonde locks, but he shaved it off this summer. Maybe it was some sort of rugby initiation or whatever weird sport he’ll be playing in college.
“Excuse me, Greg?”
His head swings my way as if he was just waiting for me to call his name. His smile is wide and his hazel eyes are bright. He’s genuinely a happy guy. And that’s what I like about him. That’s why I’m able to look past his player ways and enjoy his company.
I do a quick glance up his muscly body from feet to face. His tan, smooth-looking legs are crossed at the ankle, reaching the other side of the truck as they’re stretched out. The colorful, geometric print trunks fully engulf his thighs, which is a plus. Guys shouldn’t wear more fitted clothes than I do. Then there’s his tank top. The non-existent fabric bunches loosely in the middle of his torso.
“Yes, Quinn?” he smirks.
“Your chesticles are showing.”
He glances down and laughs. “Is that a problem?”
“No.” I pop a grape in my mouth. “I just can’t stop staring.”
He laughs even harder and I try my best to refrain from it myself. I’m not looking to choke on a grape as we drive down the highway.
“Make em’ pop,” I demand as I lift my sunglasses to the top of my head for a better view.
“Do what?”
“You know.” I sit my grapes down and hold my hands in front of my own chest, moving my hands up and down. “Make them pop, dance, jiggle. Hell, make them rain for all I care. They have to be capable of doing something cool.”
“Oh, hell yeah. I’ve had that shit down since the seventh grade.” He straightens his back and positions his arms in some weird flex in front of him. Then he begins to make them pop, drop and lock it. I giggle like a little girl as I watch. His face makes it all the better as he seems to be straining. He looks constipated.
Without any inclination, I toss a grape at his tits. And with perfect precision he bounces his man boob just in time to deflect it. I play catch with his chest a little while longer before finally putting my earbuds in and relaxing.





Being born an "Army Brat", Erika Ashby has been residing in Oklahoma the last 10 years finally putting an end to the nomad tendencies she had grown accustomed to. She's a happy and slightly crazy mother of four. She has an insane passion for music and embraces her Inner Groupie any chance she has. It wasn't until the age of 29 that she realized she also had a hidden passion for reading; before then she claimed to have hated it. Six months after unlocking that deep desire she never knew she held, she turned the key to another chapter of her life which has become the desire to write. And the rest is still history in the making.



A.E. lives in Vacationland with her husband and two children. Between her real job and writing she finds little time to enjoy life's finer things. However in the free time she does manage to steal, she enjoys spending time with friends and family, and reading. A.E. is the author of Kismet and A Series of Imperfections: Imperfectly Perfect, Imperfectly Real, and Imperfectly Bad. She is currently writing her fifth book, Working Girl.




Happy Release Day: Excerpt & Giveaway! The Billionaire's Bid, Indigo Island #4 by Kaira Rouda


Handsome tycoon James Putnam is acting CEO of his family’s logging company, Putnam Industries. He needs to land a big deal to prove to the board he’s capable of taking over the company. If not, his father’s right-hand-man Walter is more than willing to fill the role. James hurries to Indigo Island alone, certain he has what it takes to land the deal.

Jessica Templeton is a gorgeous magazine reporter facing a mountain of debt after her parents’ tragic deaths. The only asset she has to leverage is 2,500 acres of land on Indigo Island. She hires Dirk Cooley, a forester, to create a forest management plan for her family’s land and to solicit multiple logger bids to lease the land. Jessica makes sure James Putnam’s company is included. Jessica and James shared a night she’ll never forget and she’s certain, once he sees her, he’ll want a repeat as much as she does. What she doesn’t know is that Dirk’s goal in life is to destroy the Putnam family and he doesn’t care who goes down with them.

Will James recognize Jessica as more than a sexy landowner? Could she become a partner in both love and business? Will they uncover Dirk’s plot before it’s too late? Will they recognize the common roots that lead to love?


“You really want to give me a second chance?” he said. He was holding her hand, staring into her eyes. The electricity between them was crazy, she knew he had to feel it, too. 

“Last chance,” she whispered. 

Whatever control he’d had snapped. 

James pulled her tightly to him and lowered them both to the blanket, grabbing her hair with one hand, kissing her with an urgency she had never felt before, had never imagined. It was as if he wanted to touch every part of her, take all of her for his own. He rolled her onto her back, and plunged his tongue in her mouth as heat slammed through her body. She opened her mouth wider, welcoming him, her tongue exploring him in return. She heard him moan her name. His kisses moved to her neck, and dropped to her chest, his hand brushing against her breasts. 

But she needed to stop them, she had to finish the business first, and then she could trust herself with James, trust that he wanted more than just another meaningless hookup. It took a huge effort to turn away from their kiss.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, as he propped himself up on an elbow and smiled down at her, his eyes a dark blue, his dimple teasing her. 

“I need to be sure this isn’t about the bid,” she said.

“I told you, it’s not,” he said and she saw the smile leave his eyes. “Kissing you is, well, I’ve never felt like that before.”

“Yes, you have. Once before,” she said, reaching up and touching his face, as his smile returned. “And as soon as business is over, I’d like to pick up right where we’ve left off. Okay?”

“Sure, that’s the logical approach,” he said, shaking his head and then sitting up. He seemed in a daze, the same state she was in. He offered her a hand and helped her up as he stood. “We need to get the horses back before dark, although from the looks of things, we won’t make it back to the stable in time. We can ride to my house, stable them there for the night. I can call the owner and let him know.” 

“Sounds like a plan, cowboy,” she said, as she reluctantly helped roll up the blanket and clean up the picnic. She looked around at the pristine land around her, the sun setting through the trees. She could live in this beautiful place, she realized. She could feel the pull of the land, much like her parents must have. Of course, she realized, it didn’t hurt that she had the most gorgeous bachelor on the island walking towards her with a dimpled grin on his face, two majestic horses following close behind. 

She’d never realized horseback riding could be so sensual, not until James helped her climb back up onto the saddle, sending pangs of desire racing through her body, and not until she spent another half an hour following behind him on the trail, memorizing every muscle in his back, dreaming of a time when his strong arms could embrace her without hesitation. Hoping, someday, that would be possible.




Kaira Rouda is an Amazon #1 bestselling, multiple award-winning author of three women's fiction novels including HERE, HOME, HOPE, ALL THE DIFFERENCE and IN THE MIRROR.
Tule Publishing Group's Southern Born imprint is publishing her new contemporary romance series set on INDIGO ISLAND: WEEKEND WITH THE TYCOON, Book 1; LINES IN THE SAND, Book 2; and THE TROUBLE WITH CHRISTMAS, Book 3. Four more books in the series will be out in 2015.
Her nonfiction title, REAL YOU INCORPORATED: 8 Essentials for Women Entrepreneurs, continues to inspire women internationally.
She lives in Southern California with her husband and four almost-grown kids, and is at work on her next novel. Connect with her on Twitter, @KairaRouda, and on Facebook at Kaira Rouda Books. For more about Kaira and her books, please visit wwww.KairaRouda.com.



Book Promo: Excerpt & Giveaway! Kyle's Return, Gloves Off #5 by L.P. Dover


I promised myself I’d stay away from dangerous men, but I couldn’t live up to that when Kyle Andrews came back to town. He’s a manipulator, a guy who’ll do whatever it takes to get what he wants, sabotaging anyone who gets in the way. After a fatal fight left him wounded, his UFC career came to a close. He has nothing, but he’s determined to get it all back.

My name is Megan. I’ve known violence, pain, and what it feels like to be scared to live another day. All of that changed the moment I refused to be a victim. Now that my psychotic ex, Alex, can’t find me, I’ve been given a second chance. I owe my life to my friends. The same goes for Kyle. Without him, I wouldn’t be able to feel.

Everyone hates him. But for the life of me I don’t. There’s something about him I can’t ignore. Being with Kyle makes me want it all. However, in loving a hated man, I didn’t know it’d bring the life I fled from back to haunt me. Everywhere I go danger lurks and bad things happen. Kyle believes it’s because of him, but I’m starting to think otherwise. I think Alex has found me, and if so, this time he’s not going to let me go.


As fast as I could, I rushed into my room and changed into some comfortable clothes. I didn’t care if they weren’t sexy because that definitely wasn’t what I was going for tonight. Not with Kyle and I alone in my house. When I got downstairs, he was still standing in front of my favorite picture.

“I take it you took these?” he asked, pointing to the canvas.

“How can you tell?”

He walked from one frame to the next and glanced back at me over his shoulder. “I don’t know. It just seems like something you would do. I knew there was more to your story than just a girl who works at a gym.” His gaze then landed on my pink, cupcake flannel pants. “Nice PJ’s by the way. If you’re trying to go for unsexy, you failed.”







New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author, L.P. Dover, is a southern belle residing in North Carolina along with her husband and two beautiful girls. Before she even began her literary journey she worked in Periodontics enjoying the wonderment of dental surgeries.
Not only does she love to write, but she loves to play tennis, go on mountain hikes, white water rafting, and you can't forget the passion for singing. Her two number one fans expect a concert each and every night before bedtime and those songs usually consist of Christmas carols.
Aside from being a wife and mother, L.P. Dover has written over fifteen novels including her Forever Fae series, the Second Chances series, the Gloves Off series, and her standalone novel, Love, Lies, and Deception. Her favorite genre to read is romantic suspense and she also loves writing it. However, if she had to choose a setting to live in it would have to be with her faeries in the Land of the Fae.
L.P. Dover is represented by Marisa Corvisiero of Corvisiero Literary Agency.




Book Spotlight & Giveaway! Almost Alive, The Beautiful Dead #3 by Daryl Banner

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Twelve years have passed since the devastation. The world is changed. What once was a planet struggling to survive is now a planet bursting to life. The humans are thriving. Gardens are growing. Trees are reaching up to the sky and the Undeadly clutch on the planet is slowly letting go. But what does that mean for Winter and her friends? In the wake of spring, the last of the desperate Undead gather, fighting to maintain their place in a world that no longer wants them. Mother Nature slowly but certainly works to purge the planet of the Dead, just when Winter thought she had finally embraced this Second Life. Her new friends are back and old nemeses return for the final chapter in Winter's Undead journey.

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“It’s just how I remember it,” he remarks. “Except I’m … considerably less hungry.”
“Side effect,” I jest.
“Being alive is so inconvenient.”
“So very.”
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She’s dead. In fact, the whole world’s dead. Every single person, apparently. Unburied and reimagined into a beautiful living-dead woman called Winter, she is doomed to spend the rest of eternity in a quaint, peaceful city with no hunger, no sickness and no bills to pay. Her Second Life is perfect in every way possible. So why is she so bent on destroying it all? After angering the mayor, befriending rebel headless teenagers and igniting romance with a dark and brooding neighbor, she finds herself wrestling madly with a First Life she cannot remember and this Second Life she cannot accept. Not to mention the maniacal army of rotting corpses who want her dead. Again. But none of that matters in comparison to an even worse problem. There’s a guest in her house. A rude, good-looking man on the run ... a man with a heartbeat.

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No one said being an Undead is easy. Winter’s Second Life became a lot more complicated when the Living moved into her hometown of Trenton. Undead neighbors fight with their Breathing ones. Food is sparse. And, worst of all, the season is taking a change for the colder. A desperate plea for help to a neighboring city turns deadly and soon Winter finds herself facing an old friend from her past whose plot to annihilate all life on the planet may have everything to do with her. And what about the man-with-the-heartbeat in her house? Is there even room for love in such a ruined, unforgiving world? New friends are made. Others are lost forever. In the dead of winter, no one is safe.  

    
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Daryl Banner is a writer and composer who graduated from the University of Houston with a degree in Theatre and Psychology. After writing several plays and a musical in college, he started composing for short films and websites, one of which is the Vamplets "Baby Vampyre Dolls" website: (www.vamplets.com) Interesting tidbits: Daryl is also an obsessive piano player, video game enthusiast, and occasional actor. He's been remixing video game music for over fifteen years, and is a passionate Final Fantasy fan. You can feed your ears with many of his remixes (as well as his original music) on his YouTube page "www.youtube.com/DarylBanner". Also, he personally answers all emails he receives, so if you have some strange desire to write him, he may enjoy it. He currently resides in Texas.