Release Day Blitz! Excerpt & Giveaway: Taking Tiffany, Breaking and Taking #2 by M.K. Harkins

Young socialite, Tiffany Thompson, seems to have it all, everything but love, that is. Guarded since her high school boyfriend’s betrayal, she wouldn’t recognize real love if it hit her over the head. Unless it’s a can of paint, and successful financier Todd Jameson is behind it. Todd fell hard and fast for Tiffany a year earlier, but, unwilling to risk his own heart after a college sweetheart shattered it, he avoids Tiffany and vows to keep his distance. Fate has other plans, however, and changes both their minds. But not everyone is happy with their budding romance. Unbeknownst to either of them, a vengeful enemy stands in the shadows with plans to take Tiffany, and Todd is in the way. Halfway around the world, Angela Bartholomew, a former foe in Tiffany’s circle, is serving a year-long sentence as a volunteer in a Romanian orphanage in payment for her lying, manipulative ways. That or be disinherited by her parents. The spoiled debutante is determined to get home at all cost, but Fate has plans for her, too, and Angela is not prepared for how her life will change. Will love conquer heartbreak, or will greed and revenge ruin all three lives?

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It wasn’t the quick kiss I expected. His gaze dropped to my mouth, and I held my breath. He twirled a lock of my hair between two fingers and brought it to his nose and inhaled deeply.

“Tiffany,” Todd spoke softly as he pulled me closer and buried his head in my neck, leaving a soft, sensuous kiss.

Oh, that felt good. My head fell back a little, enjoying the tingling sensations all through my body. Wow. It was just a kiss on the neck. I had to keep it together, but as his hands roamed over my back, I shivered. My body had a mind of its own, and apparently, it liked what was happening…very much.

Todd continued to kiss his way up my neck. With each touch of his lips, more unexpected responses came from me. Was I moaning? Fletcher scoffed, receiving the message loud and clear. I began to move away now that Fletcher had gotten the hint, but Todd grabbed my hips and pressed against me. 

With one hand on my back, the other on the nape of my neck he leaned in. I stiffened, preparing to object, but his lips found mine before a single syllable was uttered.

His lips. Soft and searching, robbed me of all thought. I was lost. What was I doing? What was he doing? Wait, I didn’t care. I wanted more. It felt so good. Those hands, his hands were caressing my back from my hips to my shoulders. I pressed against him, needing to get closer. His fingers slid into my hair, tugging a little to give him better access to my mouth. His tongue glided in and met mine. That did it. Any control I thought I had, or hoped I had, disappeared. My fingers found their way into his soft, wavy hair, and I pulled him to me. He groaned before he deepened the kiss, and I was gone, gone…sinking further into him. His scent, his touch, the feel of his insistent lips on mine—they enveloped me in a blanket of desire, so strong, I was at his mercy.

MK has always been a voracious reader. After hitting a dry spell of reading material, she decided to write the kind of book she’d like to read. This resulted in the creation of her debut novel, Intentional. (Award for Best Sweet Romance – eFestival of Words- August 2014) Unintentional, her second book, is based on the life of one of the characters in Intentional. Unintentional was written as a stand-alone book. Breaking Braydon is MK’s newest work. It will be published early 2015. When she’s not writing novels, she likes to spend her free time traveling the world, splashing in mud puddles (She lives in Seattle, what can she say?), watching movies and reading (!) MK also runs her own business in her current hometown of Mercer Island, Washington. She LOVES to hear from her readers!

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Character Interview, Excerpt & Giveaway! Perceived Love by Viki Lynn

When psychic Nate Coleman dreams of a murder, he knows it’s a premonition. He can’t forget the image of his ex-lover with a bullet hole through his chest. Nate has no choice but to confront Will and face the skeptical scientist’s ridicule.

Dr. William Ryner doesn’t believe in what he can’t prove. When Nate comes back into his life, it’s not to rekindle their love, but to bring up more of that mumbo jumbo that split them apart.

Despite Will’s refusal to listen, Nate can’t ignore the premonition. And, Will can’t ignore Nate. Before the gunman strikes, Will must either trust in Nate’s ability or rely only on the facts, but if he does the latter, pride could be the death of him.

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Dr. Will Ryder Character Interview Questions-Perceived Love by Viki Lyn

What impression do you make on people when they first meet you?

 How about after they've known you for a while? People think I’m really serious. And at work I am. Outside of work I like to be with friends, laugh and have a good time. With Nate, I’m relaxed. Both of us have a lot of excess energy. So we get out a lot.

What's your idea of a good marriage?

 Do you think that'll happen in your life? Oh fuck yeah. And I already have a perfect man in mind for the role of my husband. He’s the most generous, kind and beautiful man I’ve ever been with, and I plan to make sure we are together for the rest of our lives. We’ll make our marriage work because we talk out things now. We don’t let are disagreements fester. I also I trust Nate with my heart.

What are you most ashamed of in your life? 

Telling Nate that his psychic abilities were crap and not respecting his profession.

If you could spend the day with someone you admire (living or dead or imaginary), who would you pick? 

The Australian monk, Gregor Mendel.

Do you think you've turned out the way your parents expected?

 I come from a typical middle class family. They wanted me to excel at my profession and so yeah, I exceeded their expectation. Were they happy when I announced I was gay? Probably not, but they came around.

Nate woke with a start, his heart pounding. He reached for the water glass on the nightstand and almost dropped it. Rarely did he dream of death, but when he did, he took notice. That it was Will he’d seen in his nightmare made it more complicated.

No matter. Nate had a responsibility to explore the possibility that this was a precognitive dream. Beyond that, he didn’t want to think about the consequences of taking action. 

Nate grabbed his sketchbook from his nightstand. He picked up a charcoal pencil and sketched the dream images before they vanished from his mind—the gunman had worn an orange baseball cap and dark hoodie. Nate recognized the oval-shaped plaza with its pruned elm trees and classical bandstand. Will and Nate used to jog the trails throughout Golden Gate Park, and Spreckels Temple of Music had been one of their favorite places to see a concert.

There would be no reason for Will to be on a stage, especially a bandstand in San Francisco. He had moved after their breakup and now lived in London. Yet Nate couldn’t shake off the sense of dread. Maybe he had substituted Spreckels for a place in London? Sometimes his dreams were hard to interpret. Images were often metaphors.

But this nightmare… Shit. The man with the gun could be a metaphor for himself. He did own an orange baseball cap stuffed away in the back of his closet. 

No. No way was Nate the shadowy figure. Sure, at first he’d wanted retribution, for Will to suffer as much as Nate had. The hurt and anger burned for months. Then one summer morning, he had awakened with a feeling of peace. The ache in his chest had lessened. From that day forward, he’d wiped Will from his memory and gotten on with his life.

Nate finished his drawings and tossed the sketchbook and pencil on the floor. 

Next to him, Lulu napped on a pillow. Nate snuggled the furry body to his chest. The cat’s warmth eased his anxiety. 

Lulu meowed at being disturbed as she sprawled into Nate’s arms. He’d taken in the ginger kitten when he found her on his stoop. A bowl of milk a day had convinced her to become his constant companion.

He scratched the underside of Lulu’s chin. “What should I do? He doesn’t live here. And even if I did find his number, he’d laugh me off the phone.”

Lulu tilted her heart-shaped head and blinked those expressive green eyes as if to say Nate was crazy to even consider calling his ex-boyfriend.

“Yeah, yeah, you’re right. I’d be insane to open myself to his ridicule.” 

Will, a scientist through and through, would never listen to Nate’s warning. Will only believed in what he could prove in a laboratory.

Rainbow Award winner, Viki Lyn is a successful writer of sexy romance, both gay and straight. She likes a challenge and at times breaks the rules of her genre. But always, it’s the romance that drives her stories to their happily-ever-after. You can also find her at Viki Vina Romance – the site of her books co-authored with Vina Grey. Check out their popular Orbus Arcana m/m vampire series!

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Character Interview, Excerpt & Giveaway! Tainted Heart (Mi Corazón Sangrante #2) by Melissa Graves

A year after meeting and falling for the young, mysterious vampire, Dr. Brian Preston is now living and working side-by-side with Kyle Hayes for the agency guiding vampire-human relations at a secret underground facility. As the couple adapts to the demands of Brian’s career tending to vampires, Kyle’s return to school and the needs of their evolving relationship, a dangerous conspiracy puts everyone they know and everything they have been working for in danger. The sequel to 2014’s Bleeding Heart, Tainted Heart is Book Two in the Mi Corazón Sangrante series.

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Character interview - Brian Preston

What do you find attractive in a man?

Oh, god, Kyle isn’t going to read this, is he? 

My dating options were pretty severely limited in high school, and in college and med school I was surrounded by men who were too wrapped up in their careers to really get involved. But I think—okay, I definitely have a huge thing for guys of Celtic descent. I tried to deny that for the longest time, but it’s true. Beyond that, I always go for men who feel strongly about life, whether that’s channeled into their careers or social activities. Passion is a must. I do appreciate neatness, too—a guy doesn’t have to be perfect, but having things in order relaxes me, so if I can count on him to keep a clean home and body, I’m in a better place.

The first thing that went through your head when you saw Kyle

Meeting Kyle as a patient who was suffering from hunger wasn’t exactly the most romantic meeting—then again, maybe it was, despite the circumstances. The minute we made eye contact I felt this tremendous pull toward him, an affectionate curiosity that was so wrapped up in wanting to help him I wasn’t sure how to define it until we got to know each other.

Do you think you’ll insist the author visits you again?

I hope so! Then again, people who visit me regularly are usually patients of mine, and I’m not sure I’d wish misfortune on her. But if she ever manages to find herself living the life of a vampire in need of medical assistance, she knows where to find me.

Before you met Kyle, what was your ideal man?

I went through this phase in med school when I took advice from a therapist I was seeing and pursued men like myself. I had trouble connecting, and her suggestion was to find men I had things in common with. It didn’t work out very well, so I decided to date outside the box after that as much as I could, picking guys on different career tracks, guys from other schools, guys I met at bars and clubs. I definitely developed a taste for men who weren’t as studious or career-oriented as I was—I needed a break from myself every now and then.

You’re going out for dinner. What’s your favorite food?

Oh, god, there is so much amazing food in Chicago. I don’t know if I can pick, but I have a special place in my heart for Asian food, Japanese and Korean, especially. Indian food I have to be in the mood for, but it’s great, too. German food at places with really good beer. Kyle says that I eat enough for the two of us, since he can’t. I’m okay with that! Plus, it just makes feeding him later on easier…

When it gets dark, he texts Brian that he's going to be out late, and avails himself of not one but three vampire-human nightclubs set along a dense strip of Chicago nightlife. Going alone to places like this always attracts immediate attention, and he isn't surprised when he has to pry both humans and vampires off of himself. But he doesn't mind—the blood from the center is humming in his veins, and that buzz takes on a new dimension every time that he swallows a thimbleful of blood from a donor, which he does at least a dozen times over the course of the evening. When he’s more relaxed, he allows bodies against his own, dancing with strangers until strobe lights become normal and everything outside is too dim and still.

The blood changes the world around him. Every color, every sound and every source of light takes on a life of its own. 

He loses track of how many donors he pays. All he knows is he's spent all of the pocket money that Brian gave him for the weekend. 

He feels like a bloated tick. He’s been away too long. Brian. He has to get back to Brian.

A veteran writer of fan fiction with thousands of followers, Melissa Graves wrote her first story at age thirteen, and by age sixteen had met her future husband in an online vampire fiction chat room. A fan of science fiction and fantasy, she has a degree in anthropology and a passion for good chocolate, amateur erotica and fan worlds that celebrate diversity. She is mother to two cats. 

Bleeding Heart, book one of the Mi Corazón Sangrante series, was her debut novel for Interlude Press.

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Excerpt & Giveaway! Behr Facts, Foothills Pride #3 by Pat Henshaw

Big, burly CEO Abe Behr is dismayed to discover someone—possibly a family member—is stealing from Behr Construction, which primarily employs Behr relatives. Abe takes the unprecedented step of hiring an outsider, likeable CPA Jeff Mason, to go over the books and help find the culprit. They are drawn to each other as they talk to workers, including Abe’s two younger brothers and their shifty cousin.

Since he has sacrificed romance all his life to build the business, Abe’s surprised by his feelings for the handsome Jeff. He’s even more shocked when they are confronted by bigotry in the Sierra Nevada foothills community, which is being inundated by gays moving from the San Francisco area. As he and Jeff get closer, Abe must come to grips with coming out to a family and community that aren’t very tolerant. Fortunately, being the head Behr helps him find his footing and grab onto love when it bites him.

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“You ever come up the bank to sit under my tree? Looks like a much more comfortable place to fish. Not as rocky at any rate.” Jeff took a drink of his beer as I again scrambled to keep up. “My dad called it the Fishing Tree. He seemed to think fish congregated off the shore there.”

We sat in silence. It was my turn to talk. I’m pretty good in business situations. Not so much in social ones. At social events, mostly I hold up walls. Shake hands. Grunt a lot. Let others carry the conversational load.

Lorraine set our meals in front of us. The full burger with everything for him. The grilled mountain trout and steamed vegetables for me.

“You do a lot of fishing?” I managed after a long silence.

“Not really.” He gave a self-deprecating laugh. “My dad said fishing couldn’t be taught. He said it was something intuitive. I never had any idea what I was doing. So I never saw any use in fishing. I never saw any fish either.”

Again, silence as I processed and caught up. “It’s not rocket science. You figure out what kind of fish you want. Where it lives. Lure it to you. Then catch it.”

He looked skeptical and almost self-conscious. “It can’t be so easy,” he said with a little laugh. 

“Why not?”

“What about the different rods, lures, tackle, stuff?” He looked so serious, as if I were missing the point. As if I didn’t understand. He was right. I didn’t.

“Look. You can catch fish with your bare hands. If you want to. The extra stuff is just extra stuff.”

“If you say so.” He shook his head, a smile still on his lips. “Have you ever caught a fish with your bare hands?”

I lifted my hands and looked down at the mess that were my paws. Calluses, nicks, cuts, punctures, blunt fingers, the bandage now off the one with the splinter. These were the hands of a man who’d framed houses as a tall, rangy preteen and had lived in construction ever since. Could I catch a fish with my bare hands?

“Yeah. All it takes is absolute stillness and patience.” I sighed. “Not a whole lot of people have both together. Somebody once told me it’s all about Zen.” Somebody else said the only reason I could do it was because I was too stupid to know it was impossible.

“Zen.” His tone said he was surprised I knew such a word.

“You know, like the Eastern religion,” I answered. “Though why we still call it Eastern is beyond me. It’s really Far West, not Far East to us.” I was grumbling and rambling. Avoiding for some reason.

He rattled me. Nobody ever rattled me. I’m Abe Behr, the big Behr.

He was studying me as intently as I was him. He appeared too beautiful, too perfect, too unscarred. I just hoped his accountant skills were as perfect as he looked.

“What kind of fish you want to catch?” I asked. Staring at him wasted our time.

He pointed his fork to my plate. “How about that? It’s good, right?”

“Trout,” I agreed. “Lots of different kinds of trout.”

He looked like he’d never eaten any in his life.

“This is trout from our lake. Have a bite.”

He’d finished his burger but didn’t make a move on my fish. His expression was split between wanting to dig in and reluctance to do so.

“Just taste it,” I growled. “It won’t bite.”

His eyes snapped up to meet mine. His puzzled stare asked if the stupid bear had deliberately made a joke or not. Then he gave a happy, hearty laugh, and his fork raided my fish.

“So? What do you think?” I asked after he swallowed.

“I think you made a great joke,” he said with twinkling eyes. “And the trout is delicious. Is this why you threw your catch back? Did you know you’d get it cooked perfectly here at the cafe?”

“Naw. I was stalking the pie. Fish was a bonus.”

“They have good pie here?”

“Wait and see.”

Pat Henshaw, author of the Foothills Pride Stories, was born and raised in Nebraska and promptly left the cold and snow after college, living at various times in Texas, Colorado, Northern Virginia, and Northern California. Pat enjoys travel, having visited Mexico, Canada, Europe, Nicaragua, Thailand, and Egypt, and Europe, including a cruise down the Danube.

Now retired, Pat has spent her life surrounded by words: Teaching English composition at the junior college level; writing book reviews for newspapers, magazines, and websites; helping students find information as a librarian; and promoting PBS television programs.

Her triumphs are raising two incredible daughters who daily amaze her with their power and compassion. Fortunately, her supportive husband keeps her grounded in reality when she threatens to drift away while writing fiction.

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Excerpt, Author Interview & Giveaway! Looking Out For Fangs, Cloverleah Pack #7 by Losa Oliver

Josh moved from the huge San Antonio pack to join the men at Cloverleah looking for a bit more adventure, and the chance to meet his mate. He’s quick to adapt to the much smaller pack, and even his status as one of the few beta wolves in a group full of Alphas. A chance visit from the Atlanta coven has him meeting the man he was waiting for. It was just a damn shame he was unconscious at the time. 

Vadim D’Arcy should be the Regent of the Atlanta coven, but he gave up his position years before when a personal tragedy had him hiding away in his huge mansion. Forced into a situation where he had to escort a cursed vampire to Cloverleah, he realizes pretty quickly that Josh is his true match. The only problem is, he doesn’t want one. 

However threats on the pack, and two interfering Fae soon nudge the two men back together. Fighting other wolves, and even vampires is becoming commonplace for the Cloverleah pack. But a dark magic user just might have the last laugh. Can Vadim fight his personal demons long enough to keep his mate safe, and will Josh be there for him when he does? Or will a combined attack from the coven and the pack in Atlanta bring the entire Cloverleah pack to its knees?

Warnings: This is an m/m erotic romance featuring a sweet but staunch beta wolf, an old as sin vampire and all your other favorites from Cloverleah. HEA and no cliff hangers guaranteed.

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Today I’m very lucky to be interviewing Lisa Oliver author of Watching Out For Fangs, which is book 7 in the Cloverleah Pack series. 

Hi Lisa, thank you for agreeing to this interview. Tell us a little about yourself, your background, and your current book.

Hi there, I am so excited to be here, thank you. My name is Lisa, as you know and I am the author of the Cloverleah Pack series, the Bound and Bonded series and a whole stack of other books in the M/M genre. I love to write about shifters, and other paranormal creatures who live among us. All of my books are based on the true mate trope, and this one is no exception. In this book we meet Josh, who hasn’t been at Cloverleah very long, but he really wants to meet his mate. His mate meets him, and leaves. Why? Because Vadim is a vampire who is older than sin, with a lot of guilt hanging over him about his past. Of course, because this is my story the two men do get together, and while Josh is teaching Vadim that it really is okay to love again, they also have to face problems like another attack on the pack, and Josh’s mother. 

Where do you find your inspiration?

I have no idea. My stories are never planned, they just come to me, and I write them down. I read an awful lot of books in the genre, but friends who have read my books also point out that there is a lot of “me” in them too and I noticed that when writing this one. 

When did you first consider yourself a writer?

I have been able to put words down on paper since I was four years old, but I didn’t become a writer as a job until probably sixteen years ago. I didn’t write my first novel until November 2013 and for me, that is when I became a true writer. I now write full time and doubt I will ever do anything else. 

Do your characters become like real people to you?

Definitely and I love them all, for different reasons. I choose my characters from pics of hot men I find online (got to love the research), and then they become real in my head – they find their voice and let me know how they want things to go and I just tag along, writing madly. 

If you weren’t a writer, what else would you like to have done?

I am not very good with people, so I would have probably become a reclusive artist. Art is my other passion. I love to draw and paint, although I don’t do either of them very well, and my favorite thing to do is go for long drives and take pictures of rural scenes. 

What do you want your tombstone to say?

“Off on another great adventure.”

“Everett was known as your favorite, yet you have set him free, compelled him to leave you and never return. You have met your true match, my son.” Not a question, but a statement of fact. Vadim opened his eyes, knowing he could never lie directly to his mother. He nodded instead, as his brain once again focused on Josh. What would the young wolf be feeling, knowing that Vadim had bonded with him without permission and then rejected him as a mate? Maybe some of the pain he was feeling was coming from his mate, even if they were separated by miles. That idea didn’t make him feel any better. 

“The wolf you healed?” This time his persistent mother was asking a question so Vadim nodded again. 

“And you didn’t think to stay and protect him?”

Letting out a deep breath in an effort to calm himself, Vadim said slowly, “I came here to protect him, from this coven and the Atlanta pack.”

“That didn’t work out too well for you now, did it?” Eloise had a small smile on her face as though a lot happier now she knew the reason behind the loss of Vadim’s fabled control. “What are you going to do?”

Vadim would have shrugged but that was a little hard to do with his arms strung up, so he was forced to speak instead. “Wait out my punishment. If I am released in time I will go home and sort out my affairs. Either way I anticipate it will all be over for me in six weeks as I haven’t fed for a while.”

In a strong flowing movement Eloise stood up, gliding over to where Vadim was chained, her gown settling around her feet in a soft mist. The finery of the pale blue looked incongruous against the dirty concrete floor.

“You would die rather than accept your true match? Why would you do such a cruel thing to your wolf? Is he that disfigured from the attack on him that you cannot look past it?” Vadim realized his mother was not only shocked, she was hurt as well, and damn it all, Vadim didn’t like it when the lovely woman was upset. So he answered as honestly as he knew how.

“Josh is beautiful, mother,” Vadim assured her softly, remembering all too well the lovely features of his mate’s face. They would be scorched in his brain until he took his last breath. “He is a loyal fighter, a beta wolf, with tanned skin and light hair that glows like a halo in the sun. There is nothing wrong with him at all.”

“Then why?” Easily asked, harder to answer.

“Because I made a promise, mother, surely you can understand.” Vadim’s voice hardened. “My true match, my mate, he’s a wolf and he deserves to be loved with an open heart. To be held and cared for, to be protected and cherished in the way of a wolf, not bonded forever to a vampire with no heart.”

Lisa Oliver had been writing non-fiction books for years when visions of half dressed, buff men started invading her dreams. Unable to resist the lure of her stories, Lisa decided to switch to fiction books, and now stories about her men clamor to get out from under her fingertips. 

When Lisa is not writing, she is usually reading with a cup of tea always at hand. Her grown children and grandchildren sometimes try and pry her away from the computer and have found that the best way to do it, is to promise her chocolate. Lisa will do anything for chocolate.

Lisa loves to hear from her readers and other writers. You can friend her on Facebook (http://www.facebook.com/lisaoliverauthor), catch up on what’s happening at her blog (http://www.supernaturalsmut.com) or email her directly at yoursintuitively@gmail.com.

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Release Day Blitz! Love At First Glance by Muriel Garcia

Haven HATES Mondays.

She loathes them.

Especially this Monday. 

This is the Monday that’ll change her life, but will it be for better or worse?

At first glance, it’s seems to be for the worst. Losing her job, boyfriend and supposed friend is not how Haven envisaged her week starting. Temporarily living with her best friend, Spencer, is not how she envisaged spending her week and a new job is not what she expected to look forward to the following week.

Things start to look up for Haven. Despite the nasty delivery, her life is taking a new turn that she embraces and loves. She finds a new job and a place to live that are perfect for her. Everything seems to be going well but little things creep up and destroy the one thing she cherished the most and can’t live without.

It was a shaky start but her professional life is going in the direction she’s always wanted. If only she could say the same about her love life. After a failed long-term relationship, a blind date who is just like any guy you’d meet in a bar and a manwhore of a neighbour, she’s left thinking that it’s time to open the crazy cat lady starter box. All she wants is to be content with her life, but she’s not. She’s missing the one thing she’s dreamed of since she was a little girl. To be loved.

But what if it was in front of her the entire time?

Will she be able to mend the broken bridges?

Will she realise it was Love at First Glance?

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This is funny, seriously so funny!!!

I chuckled my ass off- it was a perfect tonic to the stresses of the day.

All too often this genre is guilty of insta-love – this is not the case, the pair take their time, they potter their way to the inevitable and while there is a hiccup or two along the way I was glued to the page.

Fantastically constructed, beautifully expressive and refreshingly modern.

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I absolutely loved reading this sweet and hilarious book by Muriel. Even from the very beginning, I couldn’t stop laughing at some of things that Haven said or did. She’s quite the character for sure. Honestly throughout the entire book, I found myself either laughing or wishing something would happen. I won’t say what, because you have to find out yourself.

I was kind of thrown for a loop at one point but at the same time, I loved it. It wasn’t boring or a sweet and sappy read. I do recommend checking this one out. This was my first by Muriel, and I’m very interesting in seeing more from her. - Brandi Pearson

What a beautiful love story! Best friends Spencer and Haven have been through everything together. Friends since babies, they have found in each other the rock everyone needs in their lives... that one person who will always be there for you. Through all kinds of failed relationships, ups and downs in and even being cut off by family... sometimes you find love in the most obvious and least suspecting place. This was a beautiful, moving, heartfelt story. Loved it from the start and can't wait to read more in this series! Who knew Mondays could end up being the best days of your life? ;-) - Aschae

What a fantastic book. The dynamics between the two lead characters is fierce. The ups and downs, the good and the bad they go through keep you wanting more. Haven and Spencer have known each other since they were in diapers. Can two friends fall in love? More importantly, can they fall in love and still be best friends? You have to read to find out! The story line and the characters in this book are very strongly written and I am so happy I got a chance to read it!! - HeadTripping Books by Crissy!

Muriel Garcia was born and raised in Belgium. She started writing a little over a year ago and never thought she would ever publish; reading and writing weren’t her favorite things to do in high school.

After one of her friends gave her a challenge – the next time they would attend a book signing, she would be a signing author (it did happen!) – she started to take writing a lot more seriously and never looked back. She’s enjoyed every second of it and the friends she’s made along the way.

She loves music, tattoos—especially on hot men, traveling, and cooking. She has always had an overly imaginative and creative mind but never thought of putting words to paper. Now she couldn’t imagine not writing stories that are near and dear to her heart.

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Release Day Blitz! Liar, Liar #2 by Lia Fairchild

When all you’ve known are lies, how do you face the truth?

My past was a bitch.

Now it’s come back to haunt me. After months apart, Daniel and I are finally trying to make our relationship work. But my lies run deeper than either of us imagined. Lies so terrible I imprisoned them in the darkest recesses of my mind. Just when my heart begins to come alive, the lies seep out of the shadows…revealing secrets with the power to crush me.

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Despite both of our troubled pasts, I want her…more than I’ve ever wanted anyone or anything. I’m determined to fight for her—to fight for us—even if it means facing my own demons. I have to reach Gray before it’s too late…before the truth completely destroys her.

Her head turned in my direction and her eyebrows rose before she bent to pull bread out of the oven. This woman would be the end of me if she didn’t stay away from trouble.

“Gray? You know I have to ask. I need to know you’re not in danger.”

She set the bread pan on top of the stove, removed the potholder and walked toward me, eyes narrowed on mine. “I like it when you want to protect me, Daniel,” she said in a silky voice that made my skin blaze. She stopped when we were toe-to-toe. “Come to think of it, that’s when you seem to want to be the closest to me.” Her hand trailed up my arm to my neck. “Maybe I need a little danger in my life to keep you close.”

I reached up and took hold of her wrist and pulled her into me. “Tell me,” I said, commanding her attention. “If this is serious, I need to know.”

“You need to know? Tell me, Daniel. Why do you need to know? What exactly do you want?”

What I wanted to do was put my lips on that little smart mouth of hers and show her just what I wanted. Every part of my body ached to touch every part of hers, but I needed to be patient. I had her number, and I wouldn’t be goaded into sex…no matter how pleasant the thought. I refused to start something I wasn’t yet prepared to finish. First, I needed to make things right.

I grabbed her chin, tugging her face close to mine. “What I want is for you to be safe and happy.”

Her eyes fell to my lips. It took everything in me not to take them right then.

“And what I want…” Her chest rose profoundly, pressing against mine. “…is for you not to burn my damn dinner."

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Bestselling author, Lia Fairchild writes women's fiction and romance. Fans of her books praise her endearing, real characters who come to life in stories that will touch your heart.

Fairchild is addicted to the warmth of Southern California and holds a bachelor's degree in journalism and a multiple-subject teaching credential. She is a wife and mother of two teenagers.

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