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New Release & Review: More Than Just A Name by Lynn Jaxon

Happy Release Day Lynn Jaxon!!! I am super excited for this release! This is Lynn’s second book and while different from her first, it is FANTASTIC!! I can’t encourage you enough to give this indie author a chance. Give this story a chance. Check out the blurb, teasers, an excerpt and my review below. OH and go check out the links to follow Lynn as well!

Happy Reading!! ~ Amber

Title: More Than Just a Name
Author: Lynn Jaxon
Series: All for You
Genre: Contemporary Romance

 

Meredith~

I wasted eight years of my life on a marriage that was doomed from the start. My ex-husband only married me for my family name and money. Now that the divorce is final, I’m ready to move on focusing on providing a happy life for our son. When my friends insisted they take me out to celebrate my new found freedom, I reluctantly agreed.

I should have asked where we were going. I never imagined we’d end up in a male strip club. I was ready to leave before we walked through the doors. That is until I locked eyes with a masked dancer. His green eyes bored into me, owning me with just one look. Then when our hands touched, he made me feel things I’d never felt, and want things I’d never dared to dream.

Just when my dream seemed like it was coming true, my worst nightmare became my reality. My divorce was just a useless piece of paper, and I’m afraid that not even love will be able to save me.

Nash~

I can’t believe I’m doing this. Never did I ever think that this would be me. I’m an elementary school assistant principal, not a male dancer. I have to keep reminding myself that I’m doing this for my brother. I’m helping him keep his job.

That’s the only thing that’s getting me through this night. That is until I lock eyes with the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. Long blonde hair, expressive blue eyes, and a body that would bring any man to his knees. Going into it I never thought this night would change my life and hers so profoundly.

I have my work cut out for me. There is more than just our love at stake. I’ll put everything on the line to save her, and convince her that she’s more than just a name.

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5 Stars!!!

Fantastic read from Lynn Jaxon!! Meredith is in marriage hell but finally seeing the light to kick her cheating, horrible husband to the curb as this story opens. From the start you are cheering for Meredith and her adorable son, Gage, to find a happy. Nash Brooks is a single, but focused and loyal guy about to start a new job as an elementary principal when his brother asks for a favor. These two have a Chance meeting that becomes a chance at what they both long for, unless her awful ex wrecks it.

So much humor, passion and phenomenal banter in this story. There may be an insta-attraction, but it didn’t feel like an insta-love. There is a build up with Meredith and Nash talking that made it feel less rushed, despite the timeline not being long. The elements of suspense to the story work and you are definitely drawn into wanting everything to work out for this couple.

So far I’m 2 for 2 with Lynn Jaxon, and I can’t wait to read more from her!!

 

The day I found out I was pregnant should have been one of the happiest days of my life…until I went to surprise Frankie at work and found him banging his secretary on his desk. I should’ve asked for a divorce right then and there.

“Mrs. Find, you can’t go in there right now!” exclaims one of Frankie’s partners.

“It’s okay, Roscoe. He’ll forgive me once he finds out why I’m here.”

Smile on my face, I burst through the door…almost falling to my knees. Frankie has his secretary bent over his desk, pounding into her from behind. I hear him gasp as I spin and slam the door, running back down the hall and pushing the elevator button, thankful when the doors open.

I hear Frankie running down the hall toward me, still buckling his pants. “Baby, wait! I can explain!”

I stop the elevator doors just before they close. “I don’t want to hear a thing you have to say. Don’t come home tonight. I don’t want to see your cheating face.” With that, the doors slide shut.

For months afterward, Frankie put on quite a show. He acted like he was ecstatic about being a father, doing everything in his power to convince me he would never cheat on me again. Thinking of our unborn child, I gave him another chance.

He was only able to keep it in his pants for a few months. The next time I found out about him cheating, I was seven months pregnant. Of course, he had me believing it was my fault because I was fat.

I’m determined to stick to my guns this time. There is no way I’ll let him weasel his way out of this divorce. No matter what, I’m going to stand strong for Gage.

Lynn Jaxon lives with her husband and three children in Arkansas. She graduated in 1994 from the University of Central Arkansas. When she’s not writing, she is spending time with her husband, children and grandchildren, reading in a bubble bath or running with her crazy dog.

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Blog Tour: All Roads Lead to You (Stay #3) by Jennifer Probst

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Happy Friday! Happy Weekend!

Thanks for stopping for our contribution to the Blog Tour for All Roads Lead To You by Jennifer Probst!! I have loved this series and have been waiting to know Harper’s story since the beginning. I really enjoyed this book, if you haven’t read the series don’t worry it’s a wonderful standalone. I’m sharing my review and we have an excerpt, so please enjoy and then go experience this wonderful story for yourself!

Happy reading. ~ Amber

 

All Roads Lead to You by Jennifer Probst

Release Date: July 23, 2019

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All Roads Lead to You, an all-new standalone contemporary romance by New York Times bestselling author Jennifer Probst.

Happily single, Harper Bishop trusts in only one passion—her rescue farm and healing her thoroughbred, Phoenix. Her dream is to lead him to the Triple Crown. But how unreachable is it without experience or help? A handsome new guest at her family’s B&B has what it takes to make it come true. And with his irresistible brogue, warm smile, and soothing touch, he’s a major distraction.

After a bitter betrayal, horse trainer Aidan O’Connor has fled Ireland for a vacation in New York’s Hudson Valley. When he sees the horse with the fighting spirit he’s inspired with a new goal: to train Phoenix to win. He’s also facing an unexpected new challenge: his feelings for Harper.

How can she dare to open her heart to a man who’ll only be there long enough to break it?

So Harper and Aiden agree: try to keep it professional, and focus only on Phoenix and the finish line. But along the way they could also learn a few lessons in love, trust, and taking chances. And as painful as it promises to be, saying goodbye.

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amber review  5 Stars

I feel like I’ve been waiting for Harper’s story since I first met her in the first book of the Stay series, and the wait was so well worth it!! Jennifer Probst never fails to create such full and richly emotional characters. All Roads Lead to You may be the third in this series, but it’s a beautiful story all on it’s own no doubt!
Harper, Aiden, Phoenix and Captain Hoof are all the stars of this story. They are all broken in a way and all find their way together at the Bishop Farm.
Harper Bishop was a woman who knew her mind, what was important to her and didn’t need anything more. Too bad meeting Aiden O’Connor knocks everything off kilter and sets her down a path that seemed destined for them both. Watching Harper trust someone else besides her menagerie or her siblings was beautiful. Admitting what put the sadness in fear into her heart took a leap of faith, and it was so lovely watching her both fight her feelings and accept them at the same time.
I loved Aiden, his Irish brogue and his right to the point sensibility. But beyond that his way with the animals. How he connected with not only Phoenix but Figero, the cranky cat who really likes no one. The way he saved and named Captain Hoof, and complained (but secretly came to love that chicken costume). The passion he had for what he did as well as the passion he showed Harper.
Everything about this story spoke to my heart and brought out emotions. From the hijinks of the animals to seeing their new volunteer blossom, each page brought a new smile and sometimes a full on laugh. Seriously between Hei Hei going on attack, Captain Hoof and his chicken suit and the many animal love affairs; seeing these animals that were once discarded or mistreated find their happy was just as good as the human love. All Roads Lead to You was perfectly titled because in this story all roads led to happiness.

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Ignoring her tingling nipples and flip-flopping belly, she threw back her shoulders and rose to full height. “I clearly remember having this same conversation a few weeks ago,” she said, trying not to let her voice wobble. “We agreed to keep it strictly business.”

“We did. But it’s getting harder for me not to touch you.”

Her heart galloped in her chest. Sweat pricked her skin. She remained silent, tangled between her head and her heart.

A rough laugh escaped his lips. “This would be easier on my ego if you’d admit you’re having the same problem.”

She shook her head and pressed her fisted hands against her eyes. “You sure don’t know the art of subtlety, do you?”

He shrugged. “No time for that shit. Well?”

She let out a half laugh, half groan. “I think this is the strangest conversation I’ve had with a man.”

“Are you hot for me, Harper?” His voice was all grit and gravel and sexy as hell.

Lust speared through her, raw and hungry and demanding. “Yeah.”

“Good. I’m obsessed with kissing you. So I have a proposal.”

“Of course you do.”

“One kiss. Let’s try it out. Maybe it’ll bomb once we give ourselves permission,” he said.

“I’m swooning from your romantic intentions.”

His lips kicked up in a grin. She wanted to trace her finger over his mouth to see if it was as soft as it looked. “Sorry. What do you think?”

“I think I’ve stepped into a new dimension. Tell me this, Irish. Do we want the kiss to bomb?”

He nodded. Eased closer. “I think it would be for the best. Neither of us wants a complication in our solid business partnership. We have a long road ahead of us. Sex makes things messy.”

Her brow shot up. Oh, he was good. Pretending to be all rational and cool while he stalked her like a graceful panther. Her blood grew thick and heavy, and the throbbing between her thighs raged. The real problem revolved around one simple, plain fact.

She was dying to kiss Aidan O’Connor.

Just once.

The tiny voice inside her flared to life and whispered a warning.: One kiss will never be enough. Not from this man. Not with the way you already feel about him.

God, she didn’t want to listen to reason right now.

Harper tilted her head. “True. If the kiss fails, we can get back to work without all this bullshit. Move on and focus on the real relationship here.”

“Phoenix,” he said.

“Exactly. Can you promise one thing?”

He took a few more steps. His scent wrapped around her like a silken cloud, spicy and clean and addicting. The leashed heat from his body practically ripped a purr from her throat. She curled her fingers, digging her nails into her palms to try and hold back from jumping into his arms.

“What do you need me to promise, love?”

A shiver worked down her spine. She imagined that lilting brogue whispering dirty commands in her ear while he thrust deep inside her. “If the kiss sucks, no hurt feelings. We move on and don’t talk about it. I can’t take any weirdness between us.”

“Agreed. I hate weird.”

He was right there, face close, inches from her body. The last time he was this close, he was angry. This time, his eyes crackled with hunger. His powerful thighs braced hers, and when he leaned in, his hard erection pressed against the seam of his jeans so she felt every glorious inch of promise. She licked her lips in anticipation, and slowly raised her arms to hook around his shoulders.

“Just once,” she whispered in warning.

He cupped her cheeks with rough, calloused palms. His amber gaze locked on hers. “Yes.”

“We’ll get it out of our system and move on.”

“Harper?”

“Yeah?”

“Shush.”

His mouth closed over hers.

About Jennifer:

Jennifer Probst wrote her first book at twelve years old. She bound it in a folder, read it to her classmates, and hasn’t stopped writing since. She holds a masters in English Literature and lives in the beautiful Hudson Valley in upstate New York. Her family keeps her active, stressed, joyous, and sad her house will never be truly clean. Her passions include horse racing, Scrabble, rescue dogs, Italian food, and wine—not necessarily in that order.

She is the New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal bestselling author of sexy and erotic contemporary romance. She was thrilled her book, The Marriage Bargain, spent 26 weeks on the New York Times. Her work has been translated in over a dozen countries, sold over a million copies, and was dubbed a “romance phenom” by Kirkus Reviews. She is also a proud three-time RITA finalist.

She loves hearing from readers. Visit her website for updates on new releases and her street team at www.jenniferprobst.com.

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Blog Tour: Dance With Me by Kristen Proby

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Thanks for checking out our stop on the Dance With Me blog tour for Kristen Proby. I absolutely ADORED EVERYTHING about this story!! I hope you’ll read my review below, check out the excerpt and download this book!! The With Me Inn Seattle series is one of my favorites!

Happy reading- Amber

 

Dance With Me by Kristen Proby

Release Date: May 7, 2019

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Dance With Me, an all-new novel in her beloved With Me In Seattle Series by New York Times Bestselling Author Kristen Proby

Starla. Just Starla.

She doesn’t have a last name, and she doesn’t need one. Not with that many Grammys on her mantel. Everyone knows her kick-ass, no-holds-barred style of singing, dancing, and living.

No one knows that America’s Sweetheart is still living with the wreckage of four years ago, when her world was torn apart. Losing her fiancé was devastating, but she’s channeled all of that into her music. Closing off her heart opened a hundred new doors.

Officer Levi Crawford, Seattle PD.

For almost twenty years, Levi has been consumed by the law. He eats, sleeps, and breathes work. Not just because he’s a workaholic, but because he loves it. Sure, he doesn’t have time for a woman and barely sees the rest of his family, but it’s a trade he’s always been happy to make.

Until Starla.

Two lonely hearts could learn to beat again, if they’re willing to dance together.

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⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

I was super excited when Kristen Proby announces she was going to write Starla’s story for the latest With Me in Seattle book. This series is one dear to my heart, and Dance With Me did not disappoint. I absolutely adored everything about this story, the pairing, all of it! Starla and Levi were such a great match. I can definitely say that Levi is my favorite of the three fantastic Crawford brothers!! 

Bossy, yes. Sexy, double yes. Heart as big as Seattle? Oh my, all the yeses! He was not distracted or intimidated by Starla’s fame, which was something she needed. He was cautious after their first encounter, but determined to see where they could go. I loved how honest he was that she wrecked him by ghosting after their initial weekend. There was something real and special about this man that I just loved. 

Starla was, well Starla. She’s the superstar, yes. But she’s also running from her emotions after losing her fiancé tragically. When we pick up with her now, she’s physically and emotionally exhausted. Being forced to take this break and spend time in Seattle forced her to both confront her health, but also her heart. She too was effected by her meeting and time with Levi. When she sees him again, she knows she will give in and let’s be honest Levi doesn’t give her a choice. Lol

I loved their passion. I loved Starla with Meredith and Jax. The secondary stories too were impactful and emotional. I also liked the bit of suspense that ran thru it with Starla being stalked and Levi determined to keep her safe. Kristen did everything right in crafting this tale, and it couldn’t have had a happier ending for me!! 

 

Excerpt:

“Hello, Starla.”

“Well, shit.”

My eyes soak her in from head to toe. How did she get more beautiful than before? Her auburn hair is pulled up in a knot on top of her head, and she’s in a cropped T-shirt with a pair of skin-tight shorts.

My dick is immediately at full attention.

“Wh-what are you doing here?”

“I was over at Wyatt’s house.” I point across the street. “And he said you were staying here.”

She leans on the doorframe, crosses her arms over her chest, and bites her full bottom lip.

She’s sex personified, standing right in front of me.

“Am I under arrest?”

“No.” I reach out to brush a loose strand of hair behind her ear, and the slight contact of skin against skin sends a shock wave through my already energized body. “No, you basically fell in my lap, and I decided to take advantage of it.”

“If you think I’m going to lead you straight up to bed, you have another thing coming.”

I narrow my eyes. “You just insulted both of us.”

She sighs and shakes her head, pinches the bridge of her nose between her eyes, and then laughs. “I apologize. You surprised me. Come on in.”

She stands back, and I follow her in, looking around the open living space.

“Do you want something to drink?”

“No, thanks.”

“I need a water. Follow me.”

She walks ahead of me to the kitchen, and my eyes are pinned to her round ass. I remember how the globes of those cheeks feel in my hands as she rides me. I remember everything.

“Sure you don’t want some?”

I try to swallow around my dry tongue and just nod. “Turns out, I do.”

She passes me a bottle and then takes a sip of her own.

“So, is the tour over?” I ask.

“Yes, and I’m on vacation.” She frowns slightly, staring down at her water. “Forced vacation.”

“Why?”

She blinks up at me. “Because I was exhausted, and the doctor insisted.”

I narrow my eyes again, pissed that she worked herself into exhaustion. “Starla—”

“I’m fine,” she insists. “And I’m already feeling better. Also, I owe you an apology.”

That stops me short. “No, you don’t.”

“Oh, I do.” She takes another sip, then sets the bottle aside and leans on the island. I get a great view of her cleavage.

She’s too sexy for her own damn good.

“I’m sorry I didn’t reply to your messages, Levi.”

“Why didn’t you?”

She blows out a breath. “Because I was a little overwhelmed. The sex was—”

“Damn incredible.”

“Yeah. It was. Intense is also a good word for it, and I get the feeling that you’re an intense man.”

I nod once. “If I hurt you or scared you—”

“No, it’s not that at all,” she hurries to assure me. “I didn’t do anything that I didn’t want or enjoy. I’m sorry if I gave you that impression. I hadn’t been with a man in a long time, and we have some powerful chemistry.”

That’s the understatement of the year. I can feel the electricity flowing between us like a rushing river.

“That’s really all I’m comfortable saying right now,” she admits and swallows.

“That’s enough.”

For now.

About Kristen:

Kristen was born and raised in a small resort town in her beloved Montana. In her mid-twenties, she decided to stretch her wings and move to the Pacific Northwest, where she made her home for more than a dozen years.

During that time, Kristen wrote many romance novels and joined organizations such as RWA and other small writing groups. She spent countless hours in workshops, and more mornings than she can count up before the dawn so she could write before going to work. She submitted many manuscripts to agents and editors alike, but was always told no. In the summer of 2012, the self-publishing scene was new and thriving, and Kristen had one goal: to publish just one book. It was something she longed to cross off of her bucket list.

Not only did she publish one book, she’s since published close to thirty titles, many of which have hit the USA Today, New York Times and Wall Street Journal Bestsellers lists. She continues to self publish, best known for her With Me In Seattle and Boudreaux series, and is also proud to work with William Morrow, a division of HarperCollins, with the Fusion Series.

Kristen and her husband, John, make their home in her hometown of Whitefish, Montana with their two pugs and two cats.

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Cover Reveal & Excerpt: Top Secret by Sarina Bowen & Elle Kennedy

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 Are y’all ready for this?! A new book from Sarina Bowen & Elle Kennedy is only a week away!! This TOP SECRET project is soooo good!!

Check out the cover, the blurb, and oh how about Chapter 1 too!! Enjoy all! Mark those tbr lists, preorder and all the things! ~ Amber

 

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Bestselling authors Sarina Bowen & Elle Kennedy return with their first Male / Male romance in 3 years.

LobsterShorts, 21; Jock. Secretly a science geek. Hot AF.

 

LobsterShorts: So. Here goes. For her birthday, my girlfriend wants…a threesome.

 

SinnerThree: Then you’ve come to the right hookup app.

 

LobsterShorts: Have you done this sort of thing before? With another guy?

 

SinnerThree: All the time. I’m an equal opportunity player. You?

 

LobsterShorts: [crickets!]

 

 

SinnerThree, 21; Finance major. Secretly a male dancer. Hot AF. 

SinnerThree: Well, I’m down if you are. My life is kind of a mess right now. School, work, family stress. Oh, and I live next door to the most annoying dude in the world. I need the distraction. Are you sure you want this?

LobsterShorts: I might want it a little more than I’m willing to admit.

SinnerThree: Hey, nothing wrong with pushing your boundaries…

LobsterShorts: Tell that to my control-freak father. Anyway. What if this threesome is awkward?

SinnerThree: Then it’s awkward. It’s not like we’ll ever have to see each other again. Right? Just promise you won’t fall in love with me.

LobsterShorts: Now wouldn’t that be life-changing…

Q&A about Top Secret:

Q: Have we met these characters before in another book?

A: No! These guys are brand new, and we can’t wait for you to meet them.

Q: Is this story MM? Or is it a MMF / MFM / menage?

A: This book is MM.

Q: Is this a love triangle story?

A: Not really. You’ll see.

 

TOP SECRET

by Sarina Bowen & Elle Kennedy

Chapter One

Keaton

“Look,” Annika whispers in my ear. Under the table, her small hand squeezes my thigh, while her cheek gently nudges my chin toward the doorway. “He’s cute.”

“Subtle,” I tease before giving the object of her attention a cursory glance. He’s just a tall guy with brown hair, nothing special as far as I can tell. “How about we save this conversation for later?”

She rolls her eyes. “We both know there won’t be a conversation, Keaton. You like playing along, but you won’t actually go through with it.” This time she forgets to lower her voice.

“Go through with what?” one of my frat brothers asks from across the table. Tanner, Judd, and I had popped into the campus Starbucks for a caffeine fix after practice. Annika’s next class is directly across the street, so she’d come to say hi before class.

“Nothing,” I tell Tanner.

If you can call your girlfriend wanting a threesome with another dude “nothing.”

Yup, my girlfriend wants a threesome. And here I’d thought that, after six years together, Annika couldn’t surprise me anymore.

She and I have been inseparable since junior year of high school. I know every last detail about her, from her food preferences to her pet peeves. I know she gets anxiety in long lines, that she sneezes any time she gets a whiff of cinnamon, that she loves the beach but hates skiing.

What I didn’t know was that my girlfriend fantasizes about threesomes. The first time she brought it up, I thought she was kidding around. Annika Schiffer, heiress to a home-furnishings fortune, wants to bang two guys at the same time? Yeah right.

My girl is the president of her sorority, wears a pearl necklace (and not the fun kind) on a daily basis, and made me wait until we were eighteen to lose our virginities to each other. Don’t get me wrong—she’s not some uptight rich bitch with a stick up her butt. She’s fun and warm and fierce when someone tries to mess with her or her loved ones.

But she’s also… I’ll just say it: vanilla.

I didn’t think she was serious about the threesome thing until last week, when I’d asked her what she wanted for her birthday and she brought up the idea again.

I move my lips to her ear so Tanner and Judd can’t overhear. “Don’t you worry, babe, there’ll be more than just a conversation,” I rasp.

She shivers, and then flashes me a dazzling smile. Her face is flawless. Classic features, pouty lips, and smooth skin that’s just the right amount of dewy. She works hard and spends a lot of money for that skin. I’ve been in her bathroom at the sorority house, so I’ve seen all the products she puts on her face to keep it looking so perfect. Not to mention the monthly facials, which require her to fly to New York every month because this little college town we live in doesn’t have a “competent aesthetician”—her words, not mine.

It helps that her father owns a helicopter that can accommodate her monthly treks. I’m not one to judge, though. My dad has his own jet.

“I can’t wait,” she says before hopping off my lap. “Come over tonight after practice, okay, baby? I have to go to class now.”

“I’ll see you later.”

“Bye, boys.” Annika’s hand flutters in a wave on her way to the door.

“Later!” Tanner calls after her. And if I’m not mistaken, he takes a longing look at her ass.

“Dude,” I say. “If you’re going to eye-fuck my girlfriend, you could at least be subtle about it.”

“Why?” Tanner argues. “She’d be flattered. And you should know how good you’ve got it. Besides, I’m harmless.” He flashes me a big smile. “What are we doing this weekend, anyway?” Tanner asks. “The Presidential Dance-off, right?”

I shake my head. “That’s, like, in two weeks, man.”

“Really? Why did I think it was sooner?”

“Because you’re stupid,” Judd offers helpfully.

Tanner gives him the finger, before turning back to me. “Do you know what you’re doing for yours yet?”

I have no clue. And no, dancing isn’t an actual requirement for our fraternity’s presidential race. But it used to be. A few decades ago, the candidates running for frat president decided a dance-off was the onlyway to decide who was more fit to lead. Hence, the Presidential Dance-off was born. On our living room walls, there are old photos of well-dressed men with slicked-back hair and girls in poodle skirts on their arms.

My fraternity has long-held traditions that began well before the invention of the red Solo cup. But these days, Alpha Delta has evolved. Or devolved, depending who you ask. Instead of perfecting his twist and his mashed potato, the presidential candidate is expected to dazzle the other members by planning a kickass event. I’m talking epic. Monumental. The kind of party that will be remembered for years to come.

Although, like dance moves, I’m not entirely sure that party planning is a solid indicator of what makes a good president. Sure, frats throw a lot of parties, but there’s a social committee for that.

The role of president is actually pretty lame, according to Reedsy, our current prez. He pulled me aside after I threw my name in the race and admitted that it’s a boring gig and that I should reconsider. “So much fucking responsibility on your shoulders, dude,” he’d bemoaned.

For a moment, I’d almost bailed. To be honest, I’m only running because my dad was president of Alpha Delt in his heyday, and my granddad before him. But that’s also the reason I couldn’tbail. My father would lose his shit if the Hayworth legacy ended with me.

So I have ten days to plan a legendary party.

“Maybe I can just hire an event planner?” I suggest.

“No way.” Judd’s response is immediate. “If that fuckhead Bailey finds out, he’ll have you impeached.”

“You can’t impeach someone until he’s elected,” Tanner points out.

Still, I don’t want to be accused of cheating. What a pain in the ass this whole thing is. “We can brainstorm about this on Sunday night. We have a game to win on Saturday.”

“Oh, we’re going to win,” Tanner promises.

But I’m not so sure. Not only am I worried about the Northern Mass offense, I think my father is driving up for the game. So winning isn’t even enough. If the Northern Mass players aren’t crying into their helmets after the fourth quarter, my father will still give me hell at brunch the next day.

And here I thought weekends were meant to be relaxing.

“Fine,” Judd says. “We’ll talk about your campaign after the other meeting on Sunday night.”

“What other meeting?” I search my brain and come up empty.

“Pledge Committee,” he says, gulping the last of his coffee.

Oh, phew. “I don’t have to go to that one. I’m not on PC this year.”

“But I sent you that email?” Judd whines. “I told you I need you there. Initiation night is coming up and my committee is lame.”

“Who’s on it, anyway? What do you have planned?” Note to self: be conveniently unavailable on Sunday night. There is no way I’m sitting on the Pledge Committee again. Dealing with last year’s pledge class was a total pain in the ass.

“There’s Ahmad, who’s smart but boring. Paul, who’s just boring. Owen, who’s fun but not exactly creative. And Paxton, who’s just a tool.” He sighs. “Whatever. At least Bailey isn’t on it this time. Remember what a buzz kill he was last year? I fucking hate that guy.”

No big secret there. Judd’s had it in for Luke Bailey ever since the guy rushed Alpha Delt sophomore year. And say what you will about Judd, but he’s not an asshole unless he feels you’ve given him a reason. He’s a bro to the core—he believes in male bonding, high fives, and, in his mind, a friendship isn’t official unless you’ve bled together, partied together, and nursed your twin hangovers the morning after.

Luke Bailey doesn’t subscribe to this philosophy. The moment he scoffed at Judd’s attempt at a fist bump, he earned himself an enemy in Judd Keller.

Since then, their tumultuous acquaintanceship has only gotten worse. Luke is a cocky ass when he wants to be, and Judd hates feeling like he’s being mocked or judged.

Oh, and then Bailey banged Judd’s ex. So there’s that.

“You exert too much mental energy on that guy,” Tanner informs Judd. Tanner’s a psych major, so he’s constantly dishing out (pretty good) advice that everyone mostly ignores. “Holding onto anger isn’t conducive to robust mental health.”

“First of all, say the word robustone more time and I’ll clock you. You know how I feel about that, bro.” Indignation flashes in Judd eyes. “And second of all, Luke Bailey screwed my girlfriend! I’m never notgonna be angry at that prick.”

Ex-girlfriend,” I hedge, but it earns me a deep scowl from Judd. The two of us are teammates, and I do feel loyalty to him, but I’m also not afraid to call it like it is. “You and Therese were broken up for months.”

“Me and Therese are neverbroken up. Sure, we take short breaks, a hiatus or two. But she’s my girl,” Judd says tightly. “Everybody knows that.”

“Bailey says he didn’t,” Tanner says.

“That’s bullshit. He’s a liar. And now he’s trying to screw K over!” Judd growls. “He joined the presidential race to get back at me. I just know it.”

“You think?” Tanner looks skeptical. “Because that would be sociopathic lengths to go to just to spite you.”

“Yeah,” I agree with a chuckle. “Bailey’s a prick, but I can’t see him taking on the huge responsibility of running a fraternity just to flip you the metaphorical bird.” Although if I’m being honest, I don’t knowwhy Luke Bailey is running for prez. The guy hasn’t shown much interest in frat activities since he joined us.

“He totally would,” Judd argues.

“Hey, we got class now,” Tanner reminds our sulking buddy. “We should book it over there.”

“Fine.” Judd scrapes his chair back and gets to his feet. His cloudy gaze meets mine again. “I’m serious, man. Bailey is bad news, and we need to kick his ass in this campaign. There’s no way I’m letting him be our president.”

“Don’t worry. He won’t be.”

Once my friends are gone, I let out a tired sigh. I don’t particularly care about Judd’s beef with Bailey at the moment. I have a football game to win, a campaign to plan, and a father to impress.

And a girlfriend to please.

I go up to the counter to get a refill, then settle in my cozy corner of the coffeehouse and open the app I downloaded last night. I hadn’t lied to Annika earlier—her birthday request is in the forefront of my mind. I just need to do some investigating first.

Welcome to Kink!

Add a profile pic.

Add bio.

I’d wanted to fill all this out last night, but my frat brothers suckered me into an epic session of Red Dead Redemptionthat lasted till three a.m. Now I quickly scroll through the camera roll on my phone until I find a suitable one. It’s of Annika and me, taken in Easthampton last summer. She looks smokin’ hot in a teeny string bikini, and my abs are looking tight, if I do say so myself. I crop out our faces and load the photo.

I skip the bio for now, because I’m feeling impatient. I want to see what this app has to offer more than I want to break my brain thinking of one hundred and forty-five characters to describe how my girlfriend wants to bang two men at the same time.

Actually, that’s pretty much the gist of it.

Still, I’m curious to check out the goods. Kinkis more hookup app than dating app, and I’m pleased to discover it lets you search for users who’ve expressed interest in certain arrangements.

I click on the threesome box in the search section. There are an eye-opening number of options, combinations that hadn’t even occurred to me. Annika wants another guy, though, so I ponder the easiest combos.

m/f/m

m/m/f

My finger hovers over the m/f/m button. The other option means the men are allowed to touch, I think. It’s the moment of truth. Some guys would hate this idea. I don’t, though. I’m a scientist. Experimenting is what I do.

I even dreamt about sex with men once. Or twice. I never mentioned that to Annika. But why would I? I’ve also dreamt of meeting a dragon who smoked clove cigarettes. The things my brain invents while I’m sleeping aren’t newsworthy.

But I’d be lying if I said that Annika’s shocking birthday request turns me off. I’ll try anything once. And the app lets you click as many boxes as you want. So after looking over my shoulder once more just to make sure nobody I know is watching, I tap both options and usher in the possibility of taking a walk on the wild side.

The threesome has to be with a stranger, though. I’m certain that any one of my frat brothers would be down to help me give my girl a night to remember. Well, except Dan, who’s only down for dudes. And, well, Bailey, who thinks I’m an ass. I think he’s an ass, too, so I guess we’re even.

But I can’t do this with someone I know. What if the whole night is awkward as fuck? If it’s a brother, I’ll still have to live with him. If it’s a teammate, I’ll still have to see him in the locker room.

And then there’s the opposite scenario. What if it’s not awkward as fuck? What if I like it a whole lot?

Yeah, I don’t want my buddies judging me. A stranger for the win, then.

I lean back in my chair and start swiping.

 

Blog Tour & Giveaway: Borrowed Heart by Andrew Grey

Hope everyone had a great weekend! We are excited to be a part of the Blog Tour for Borrowed Heart by Andrew Grey! I so love his books and can add this one to the great list! I’m sharing my review, plus we’ve got an excerpt and a great giveaway!

 

 

Title:Borrowed Heart

Author: Andrew Grey

Series: Standalone

Genre: M/M Contemporary Romance

Publisher: DreamSpinner Press

Release Date: Mar 12 2019

Edition/Format: 1st Edition/Format ~ eBook & Print

Blurb/Synopsis:

Robin, the recipient of a brand-new heart, knows he can’t give it to just anyone….

Robin’s been through his share of upsets recently, from heart transplant surgery to a brutal breakup. But his experiences have taught him life is short, and he’s ready to seize the day and start anew. A job at Euro Pride Tours is just the kind of adventure he’s looking for. He gets to see the world and live a little, but love isn’t on his radar screen. He isn’t sure his heart can endure that again.

Johan might’ve disappointed his family by striking out on his own, but when he meets Robin, he has no intention of letting him down. Each man is just what the other needs to feel whole again, and while Johan might not be the man Robin originally thought he was, he’s exactly what the doctor ordered to make Robin’s borrowed heart beat faster. As the tour through Germany progresses, they grow closer, but when Robin’s ex joins the tour, he could bring their blossoming love to a dramatic halt.

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4 Stars

 

I feel like I need to start by gushing about how much I loved the scenery in this book! I felt like I was on that bus and one of the tourists! I got lost in the scenery as much as I did the storyline! Andrew Grey has such a fantastic ability to create deep, amazing characters and Robin and Johan are definitely fit the bill!

After a lifetime of heart problems, Robin received a transplant years ago and he knows how precious life is and after enduring a bad breakup he is determined to live his life. He’s known Johan for a while, he’s a bus driver for the tour company, but on this trip everything is different. Johan has cleaned up his appearance and Robin just can’t resist him. It gets complicated though when his crap-bag ex ends up as one of the passengers on the tour.

There really is so much to enjoy about this book, the scenery, the history and of course the relationship between Robin and Johan! The connection between these two is great, it’s sweet and sexy! Johan totally owned my heart though, his view on Robin’s situation, his protectiveness, he just made me swoon! I really enjoyed this book, it’s a feel good read for sure! Another great journey from Andrew Grey!

 

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The bus door opened, and Johan stepped out. Robin’s mouth went dry and he looked longer than was necessary, but he couldn’t help it. Gone was Cousin It with the beard and super long hair. Hello clean-shaven, black hair flowing down to his shoulders, god among men. Robin had no idea what the hell had happened, but one thing was for certain: all the guys, and Lily, turned and gaped as Johan strode off the bus.

“Are you ready for me?” he asked in a soft voice, and it took Robin a second to get his mind out of the gutter.

Robin nodded and swallowed once again. “All the luggage is tagged and ready to be loaded.” He pointed to the line of bags, and Johan nodded, walking over to heft two bags to the bus and load them into the luggage compartment underneath. Robin turned away from where Johan worked and stood by the door to the bus. No one moved, the guys enthralled by Johan, watching him work. Robin cleared his throat, and they seemed to come back from whatever fantasies had gripped them. Not that Robin didn’t understand. He suddenly found himself with his own fantasies, and they weren’t professional in the least.

One by one, Robin checked off each of his tour members as they got on the bus. Javier got on first, half leaping into the bus, then pausing at the top with a sigh as Oliver climbed in more slowly. The ladies all followed, and then the others filed on, with Kyle and Billy bringing up the rear, chatting a mile a minute.

 

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Andrew grew up in western Michigan with a father who loved to tell stories and a mother who loved to read them. Since then he has lived throughout the country and traveled throughout the world. He has a master’s degree from the University of Wisconsin-Milwaukee and works in information systems for a large corporation.
Andrew’s hobbies include collecting antiques, gardening, and leaving his dirty dishes anywhere but in the sink (particularly when writing)He considers himself blessed with an accepting family, fantastic friends, and the world’s most supportive and loving partner. Andrew currently lives in beautiful, historic Carlisle, Pennsylvania.
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Excerpt: Evermore (Salvation Series) by Corinne Michaels

Hope everyone is having a great week!

TGBR is happy to share an excerpt from Corinne Michaels’ latest release, Evermore, with you all today. If you’ve read her Salvation series you definitely want to grab this novella. And if you haven’t read this series from her, this is a great way to be introduced to the Salvation world. I love these novellas from 1001 Nights for just this reason. So enjoy this excerpt. And let us know what you think of it here or on our Facebook page!

Happy reading! ~ Amber

From New York Times Bestselling author Corinne Michaels, comes EVERMORE, a new novella in her Salvation Series, brought to you by 1,001 Dark Nights! Be sure to grab your copy today!

 

About EVERMORE:

From New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Corinne Michaels comes a new story in her Salvation series…

I was poised to become partner at my law firm even before I became secretly engaged to my boss. After being humiliated by him on my wedding day, I can’t face working for him any longer. So I quit, waving my middle finger on my way out.

Now the only things I’m poised for are unemployment and loneliness.

When an opportunity with Cole Security arises, it seems like the perfect way to run, all the way to Virginia Beach. I wasn’t expecting my childhood sweetheart to be there. I definitely wasn’t prepared that when we saw each other again, Benjamin Pryce would be so grown-up. So gorgeous. So Navy SEAL-ish.

And still the same guy who broke my heart when I was fifteen–and could do it again.

They say if you’re fooled once, shame on them. The second time, it’s on you. The third time, it’s going to be me that runs… unless he can convince me to stay forevermore.

 

 

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Excerpt:

For the first time in my adult life, I don’t know what to write.

I don’t have a plan or an idea on where to go. There are no rules right now. I can do anything, live anywhere and choose something other than what I always thought.

Some might feel very liberated. I feel like I can’t breathe. The lack of order isn’t welcome.

A year ago, my list was solid and workable. Now, there’s too much uncertainty. Is marriage even what I want? Then there’s the fact that all I keep thinking about is Ben. Each time I go to write, he is the first thing I want to put down, which is fucking insane.

Harold never made my list. He was just who was going to fill in that slot.

A knock at the door causes me to jump.

“Shit,” I mutter, pushing the book under some papers so he doesn’t see it, and I try to collect myself as I walk to the door.

I close my eyes, hand on the door handle, release a deep breath, and smile. “Hey,” I say as I open it.

“Hello, gorgeous.” Ben’s deep voice washes over me. “These are for you.”

In his hand is a beautiful bouquet of daisies.

Daisies. “How did you…?”

“Are they not your favorite anymore?”

“They are, but I can’t believe you remembered.”

Ben looks at me like I’m a wounded animal. “Why wouldn’t I?”

Because it’s been so long. Because my stupid fiancé didn’t even know daisies were my favorite. Each year, I’d get lilies or roses as he’d tell me he knew how much I loved them—which I didn’t. I hate lilies. They’re too strong in fragrance and give me headaches. Roses are pretty, but that’s what you put on a casket. Morbid, I know, but after my Nana passed away, roses became associated with death.

Daisies, though, they’re bright and airy. They’re what little girls pick petals from and dream of love. They make me smile.

“It’s just…very sweet. Thank you, Ben.” I lean up on my very tippy toes and press a kiss to his cheek. “Come in, I made food.”

He looks as though he wants to say more, but he nods and enters the house.

Jackson and Catherine’s place is cute and quaint. It’s a little beach bungalow a few blocks off the beach. They bought it a year ago when Catherine was visiting on one of their walks to the lighthouse. She said it was fate and needed it. Jackson, not being able to ever resist his wife, bought it immediately and spent two weeks fixing it up.

While the size isn’t anything great, it has the most spectacular view of the lighthouse where she fell in love with Jackson Cole.

“I haven’t been here since I got my place,” Ben says as he looks around.

“What do you mean?”

Ben’s smile makes my stomach clench. “I lived here before I found my place. Jackson and Cat sort of use this for the Virginia Beach crew as temporary lodging when we’re not sure we’re staying.”

“But you did.”

He takes a step closer and nods. “I did. Are you planning to?”

My initial though is, yes. Yes. I want to stay. I feel more alive since being here than I have in my whole life. More than that, I want him. I want to know why he was the first thing I kept thinking of when I was going to make my list.

“Do you want me to?”

“Yes.”

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Corinne Michaels’ EVERMORE – Review & Excerpt Tour Schedule:

February 27th

A Book Nerd, a Bookseller and a Bibliophile – Review & Excerpt

BBKA – Review & Excerpt

FMR Book Grind – Review

Grownupfangirl – Review & Excerpt

Jen’s Reading Obsession – Excerpt

Melena’s Reviews – Review & Excerpt

NallaReads – Review & Excerpt

Read-Love-Blog – Review & Excerpt

We Do What We Want Book Reviews – Review & Excerpt

February 28th

AStorybookromance.net – Review & Excerpt

Book Lovers Obsession – Review & Excerpt

Embrace the Romance – Review & Excerpt

Flo Grugel – Review & Excerpt

Logan’s sports book section – Review

My fairy book world – Review & Excerpt

North & South Book Blog – Review & Excerpt

Read more sleep less – Review

March 1st

Blushing Babes Are Up All Night Book Blog – Review & Excerpt

Booked All Night – Review & Excerpt

Carolina Chic’s Read – Review & Excerpt

Kt’s book blog and review – Review & Excerpt

My Life Through Fiction – Excerpt

Reviews by Tammy and Kim (Rachel and Jay) – Review & Excerpt

Samsbookstagram – Review & Excerpt

Sexy Book Divas – Review & Excerpt

Two Book Pushers – Review & Excerpt

March 2nd

4TLOReading – Review & Excerpt

Book Addict Reviews – Review

Brittany’s Book Blog – Review

Canadian Book Addict – Review & Excerpt

Discrete Divas – Review

Jax’s Book Magic – Excerpt

My Girlfriend’s Couch – Excerpt

Shannon’s Book Blog – Review & Excerpt

March 3rd

bad boys and bedtime stories book blog – Review

Book Lovers Reviews and Recommendations – Review & Excerpt

Cat’s Guilty Pleasure – Excerpt

Desperately Seeking HEA’s Book Blog – Excerpt

Ginreads – Review

Kari’s Book Reviews and Revelations – Review & Excerpt

Shelleen’s Musings – Review & Excerpt

Unbound Book Reviews – Review & Excerpt

March 4th

A Sky Filled with Sparkling Stars – Review & Excerpt

Book Loving Pixies – Review & Excerpt

Dog-Eared Daydreams – Review & Excerpt

Kimmy Loves to Read – Review & Excerpt

Recommended Reads – Review & Excerpt

Red Cheeks Reads – Excerpt

Sweet Red Reads – Review & Excerpt

The Curious Otter Blogger – Review & Excerpt

Word of Mouth – Review

March 5th

A Woman & Her Books – Review

Cup of Tea Book Blog – Review & Excerpt

Lynn’s Romance Enthusiasm – Excerpt

Meme Chanell Book Corner – Review & Excerpt

Messy Bun Book Blog – Review & Excerpt

Smut Book Junkie Book Reviews – Excerpt

Steph’s Romance Book Talk – Review

T & G Book Boutique – Review & Excerpt

Verna Loves Books – Excerpt

March 6th

AC Book Blog – Review & Excerpt

Book Babes Unite – Review

KDRBCK – Review & Excerpt

MI Bookshelf – Excerpt

My Girlfriends Nook Korner – Review

Naturally Nerdy Books – Review & Excerpt

Reviews from the Heart – Review & Excerpt

The Sisterhood of the Traveling Book Boyfriends – Review

March 7th

3 degrees of fiction – Review

All Things Dark & Dirty – Excerpt

Babbling Chatter Reads – Review & Excerpt

Book Twins Reviews – Review

Cupcakesandbookshelves – Excerpt

Devilishly Delicious Book Reviews – Excerpt

My Book Filled Life – Review & Excerpt

The Geekery Book Review – Excerpt

March 8th

Book Lovers Hangout – Review & Excerpt

Driven by Books – Review

My Smut Hut – Review & Excerpt

Queenznay – Review & Excerpt

Reading, Willing & Able – Review & Excerpt

Sultry Sirens Book Blog – Review & Excerpt

The Book Avenue – Review & Excerpt

 

 

ABOUT CORINNE MICHAELS:

Corinne Michaels is the New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal Bestselling author of The Salvation Series (Beloved, Beholden, Consolation, Conviction & Defenseless), Say You’ll Stay, Say You Want Me, and Say I’m Yours. She’s an emotional, witty, sarcastic, and fun loving mom of two beautiful children. Corinne is 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 heroes are broken, beautiful, and will steal your heart.

 

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Release Blitz, 5 Star Review & Giveaway: Redeem by Christina Lee

Gah! Blogger Fail – I was supposed to post yesterday and missed it but this is definitely a book you don’t want to miss! Christina Lee delivers an amazing read with Redeem!

 

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Redeem

Under My Skin Series, Book 4

Christina Lee

M/M Romance

Release Date: 02.28.19

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Cover artist: Kanaxa

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Successful financial analyst Michael Walsh leads a picture-perfect life that anyone would envy—unless they caught a glimpse beneath the surface. Haunted by failed relationships and self-doubt, Michael harbors a soul-deep loneliness that no number of casual hookups can fulfill. So why can’t he stop thinking about his New Year’s fling with a man whose quiet desperation matches his own?

Barista Stewart Jenkins has an abysmal track record with relationships, and no matter how hard he tries to keep things tightly under wraps, his life is spinning out of control. His hookup with the gorgeous Michael was only supposed to be sex—hot, dirty, and uncomplicated—but that small taste leaves him desperate for more.

Every no-strings encounter that follows between Michael and Stewart peels away more layers, blurring the lines between them, until they’re left with a raw tenderness and acceptance they’re both urgently craving. A relationship absolutely wouldn’t work on paper; they come from drastically different lives and are plagued by inexcusable sins. All that vulnerability is sure to reveal old wounds, and forgiveness seems so far out of reach unless they can find a way around their fears on the road to redemption.

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5 Stars

 I have to start by saying just how much I have loved this series and Christina Lee delivers something so special with this book! I’ve become attached to these characters and their struggles and finding their happiness and in Redeem Christina gives us two anti-heros that, before this book, I can’t even imagine rooting for but damn she got me! I LOVED Stewart and Micheal! This book is just brilliant!

 

They are flawed and broken and surrounded by their mistakes but Stewart and Michael find something special in between their hookups. That’s all it is supposed to be, they have chemistry yes but both men are struggling with the mistakes they’ve made. But, what happens when the physical turns into more, can they move past their previous mistakes and embrace what they hav.

 

I loved this story! I didn’t think I’d be able to get attached to these guys given what I learned about them in previous books but it happened! There is no hiding or brushing away the mistakes, but there is growth and learning and it owned my heart! This is a story of healing and redemption and finding true love and it is a must read!!

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“Ah, hell, that’s good,” I gasped as he stroked upward while simultaneously sucking on my neck. I probably should’ve protested because he was sure to leave a bruise, but I couldn’t find it in me to care. Besides, it would be a marker of this night. Like a sexy brand.

His breaths grew heavier, and his chest rumbled in deep pleasure as he jerked sloppily against me. His hand stayed firm and tight on my cock even as he drew back and shuddered out his release. The sound was so sensual that my orgasm slammed through me at nearly the same time.

“Holy fuck.” My body grew limp as my come spilled over his hand and onto the floor. I shut my eyes and kept my head anchored against the wall as he released his grip and my shaft pulsed in response.

The quiet in the room grew deafening—the only sound our breaths and the muted noises of the crowd outside the door.

“You got a name?” I didn’t know why I said it out loud. It was only a fleeting thought through my mottled brain.

“Why the fuck does it matter?” he replied as the sound of his zipper cut through the echoing silence. “Not like I’ll ever see you again.”

“Dunno.” My cheeks flushed red, so I kept my head buried in my arm. “Maybe when I yank on my cock later, replaying this scene in my head, I can call you something.”

He didn’t respond. I heard him straightening his clothes and then pulling a few paper towels, which he forced into my hand. “Michael,” he mumbled against my ear.

And then he was gone.

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Once upon a time, I lived in New York City and was a wardrobe stylist. I spent my days shopping for photo shoots, getting into cabs, eating amazing food, and drinking coffee at my favorite hangouts.

Now I live in the Midwest with my husband and son—my two favorite guys. I’ve been a clinical social worker and a special education teacher. But it wasn’t until I wrote a weekly column for the local newspaper that I realized I could turn the fairytales inside my head into the reality of writing fiction.

I write Adult, New Adult, and M/M Contemporary Romance. I’m addicted to lip gloss and salted caramel everything. I believes in true love and kissing, so writing romance novels has become a dream job.

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Cover Re-Reveal & Giveaway: The Perfect Comeback by Kacey Shea

Title: The Perfect Comeback
Author: Kacey Shea
Genre: Sports Romance
Release Date: November 9, 2017
Cover Design: Najla Qamber
Cover Photography: Wander Aguiar
Cover Model: Forest

 

I don’t do boyfriends. Or dating. Or random hookups.

 

 
Not when fictional men do it so much better, and not when my heart has been through the wringer. So when retired MMA fighter Matt Haywood crashes into my life, I’m not impressed. Quite the opposite actually. I avoid him at all costs.
 
At least, I try. 
 
His persistence wears me down and it’s me who ends up wandering into his gym looking for more. I have to admit he’s nothing like I assumed. He’s witty and smart. His physical condition could win awards. Problem is, somewhere between rolling around on the mats together, I let down my guard.
 
I thought I was over relationships. That I’d never risk my heart again. But he’s out to prove it’s never too late for a comeback.

“So, you really don’t gamble?”

He sets down his utensil. “Never.”

My brow lifts with my question. “Never?”

“Never.” His smile drops and he shakes his head. 

“Why?” I’m not sure I’ve met someone, a man particularly, who wouldn’t take a bet.

“Let’s just say I’ve never been given a bet I couldn’t walk away from,” he says with a cocky smirk. It sounds a lot like a challenge. One I can’t wait to break.

“So, if I bet you ten dollars you can’t stuff three California rolls in your mouth, right now, you wouldn’t do it?”

He laughs and picks up one of the aforementioned rolls. “I’ll eat them, but I won’t take the bet.” He pops it in his mouth and chews through his smile.

Okay, that was food. He’s a fighter, so he’s used to denying himself the finer things in life. This time I appeal to the other driving force of a man’s psyche. Laziness and sex.

“What if I told you that you wouldn’t have to train me anymore and I would still redesign your entire website. But the only thing you have to do is go over there and ask that girl on a date.” I point to a pretty blonde. One with legs for days who can’t avert her gaze from our table for more than a few minutes even though I’m sitting right here. 

He doesn’t even follow my finger. “Nope,” he says, popping the sound of the P with a giant smile.

“You’re crazy.” I shake my head and laugh. Competitiveness has always been one of my strongest qualities, and now I’m even more determined to get him to agree to a bet.

“I told you I don’t make bets. Besides, then I wouldn’t get to see your cute face anymore.”

I stick my tongue out at his fake compliment. My brain races to come up with something good. Something he can’t turn down. But it’s clear I have no clue what makes this guy tick. I think back to our earlier conversations and a stroke of either brilliance or utter idiocy flashes before my mind’s eye. My lips pull up with unbridled laughter and I brace myself for another rejection. “Okay, I’ve got one more for you.” This will be entertaining to watch.
“I’ll only bring you more disappointment.” He laughs.

“I’m sure.” I shake my head. “Okay, I bet you can’t last four dates. With me.”

“Deal,” he answers in an instant.

What the hell?
Kacey Shea is a mom of three, wife, and indie author who resides in sunny Arizona. She enjoys reading and writing romance novels as much as her son loves unicorns, which is a lot.
When she’s not writing you will find her playing taxi cab to her children while belting out her favorite tunes, meeting friends or family for food and to share some laughs, or sweating it out in the gym. Kacey finds that picking up heavy weights repeatedly is good for her mental health as much as it is for the physical.
She has an unhealthy obsession with firefighters. It could be the pants. It could be the fire. It’s just hot. On occasion she has been known to include them, without their knowledge, in her selfies outside the grocery store.
 
Kacey one day aspires to be a woman hand model in a sexy photo shoot. You know, the woman’s hand raking across the muscular back or six pack stomach of the male fitness model. Yep, that hand.
 
Until that day comes she will continue writing sexy, flirty romance novels in hopes to bring others joy!
 
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Cover Reveal: Handle With Care (A Shacking Up Novel) by Helena Hunting

Happy Cover Reveal to Helena Hunting from The Geekery Book Review!!

We are so very excited to be a part of this reveal for the next Shacking Up Novel from Helena. I’ve been a fan of this series from the beginning, and am so pleased we get more from this world of crazy, lovable people! Now check below for a refresher course on the players, the gorgeous cover, preorder links and a fun little EXCERPT!! So enjoy, add it to your Goodreads list, and just stay warm with summer dreams when you can devour this one!

~ Laters, Amber

 

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Need a refresher as to who the heck Lincoln is inside The Shacking Up World?

Lincoln is Armstrong Moorehead’s older brother. You don’t get to meet him directly in any of the previous books, but he’s mentioned in Hooking Up.

You may remember Armstrong as the douchey ex-fiance/husband of Amalie Whitfield’s in Shacking Up and her very short term husband in Hooking Up. Their marriage last all of 12 hours since Armstrong go caught cheating on Amalie during their wedding reception. Super classy right? Imagine what it would be like to be his brother.

Blurb/Summary: To be Announced–Myself and my team at SMP are working on this, so once we have it ready to go we’ll share it with you! I have an excerpt for you to share with the cover in the meantime.

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PREORDER LINKS

 

US → https://amzn.to/2CgGp87

CA → https://amzn.to/2Av1f3k

UK → https://amzn.to/2CTeblc

iBooks → http://bit.ly/HandleWC

NOOK → http://bit.ly/2SBpy6Q

Kobo → http://bit.ly/2SM77wp

Mass Market Paperback Preorder

Amazon PB → https://amzn.to/2UIonUw

B&N → http://bit.ly/BNHandleWC

Chapters → http://bit.ly/ChHandleWC

Indie Bound → http://bit.ly/IBHandleWC

BAM → http://bit.ly/BAMHandleWC

Add it to Goodreads → http://bit.ly/GRHandleWChh

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EXCERPT

NOTE: This is an unedited excerpt. Content is subject to change, excuse any typos and my terrible use of commas.

NOTE: This is an unedited excerpt and is subject to change.

I’m startled out of my thoughts when my brother jumps up and shouts a bunch of profane nonsense, hands flailing like he’s trying to swim on land, or approximate the chicken dance while on an LSD trip.

“You can’t do this! It’s absolute bullshit!” Armstrong yells.

I look around the table, trying to piece together what I missed.

“I’m sorry, Armstrong. I know this is a shock, but we feel it’s in the company’s best interest to put Lincoln at the helm during this transitional stage,” G-mom says firmly.

At the helm? I look to G-mom who’s busy not looking at me.

Armstrong jabs at finger at himself. “But I’m the one who’s put in all the time here! I deserve to run the company! Lincoln doesn’t know the first thing about Moorehead. All he knows how to do is dig wells and forage for food in the wilderness. How are those valuable assets here?” He turns his attention to our mother. “Did you know about this? How can you let this happen? Look at him. How can that be the face of our company? He looks like he crawled out of a gutter and mugged a twenty-year-old college kid on a bender. How is this better for our bottom line?”

My mother clasps her hands in front of her. “I’m sorry, Armstrong, but this decision wasn’t mine to make. I know this is hard for you, but your grandmother and fath—”

Armstrong stomps his foot, exactly as a toddler would. “The company is mine! Lincoln can’t have it!”

I raise a hand, half to quiet my brother and also to find out what the freaking deal is. “Whoa, let’s back this bus up.  Can someone explain what’s going on?”

“You’ve been appointed as the CEO of Moorehead Media, according to the will,” Christophe—no R, because that would make it far too pedestrian a name—my father’s lawyer says.

I’m working on trying to remain calm as I address my grandmother. “You didn’t say anything about me being CEO. You said you needed my help.”

“Running the company, yes,” she says through a practiced, stiff smile.

It’s her warning face, but seriously, when she said she needed my help for a few months I figured it meant I’d be keeping Armstrong in line while she sorted out who was going to take over the company, which I realize now was a stupid assumption.

“I didn’t think that meant CEO. How am I going to run a company with this dickhead on staff?” I motion to my brother.

“The name calling is unnecessary,” G-mom replies.

“Lincoln’s not even part of this family! He hasn’t attended one event in the past five years except for Dad’s funeral. He didn’t bother coming to my wedding and now he’s going to run the company? How is that fair?”

I snort. “Your wedding was an expensive joke.”

He crosses his arms over his chest. “I was set up. Amalie had cold feet and made me out to look like the bad guy.”

The woman beside him shoots him disgusted look.

Armstrong clears his throat and tugs at his collar. “My wedding is not the real issue. The point is that you’ve never involved yourself in any part of this family and now you think you can come in and take over. I will not stand by and let this happen!” He keeps jabbing his finger at me, as if he’s engaged in a finger sword fight.

I lean back in my chair and lace my fingers behind my neck. Armstrong has always been reactive. And self-absorbed. For a while it seemed like he finally had it together—back when he was engaged. But ever since that fiasco of a wedding he seems to have come completely unglued. Again. But worse this time. “Someone needs a timeout.”