Tuesday, March 31, 2015
Release Blitz Title: Calculating Risks Author: Angel Bales Genre: Contemporary Romance Release: March 31st, 2015 Sassy, is a quality that describes Camille Channing best. Brilliance, is an attribute she inherited from her father. Independence, is what she thought she’d always have by living the single life. Camille Channing, the most outspoken woman in the state of Colorado, has everything working in her favor. She is an up and coming business mogul, working her way through the investment industry like a boss. She’s never wanted a serious relationship. Her mother had made it her life’s mission to take care of her husband and child instead of using the degree she spent so many years and money to receive. That was the driving force for Cammie’s success. She wanted to have full control of her life with no distractions and nothing tying her down. There was only one man brave enough to take on the challenge that Cammie presented. Drew Valente knew she had reservations about being in a serious relationship. He knew her career and her father’s company, Channing Investments, has been and always would be her top priority. Can Drew prove himself worthy of a strong, self-reliant, unwavering woman like Cammie? Will he tear down a small crack in her protective walls and slip into her heart? Cammie loves having him around, she enjoys his company, and the sex is off the charts. But with all those good things, she’s still always….Calculating the Risks. http://amzn.to/19tsDhW Born and raised in southern West Virginia, now residing in North Carolina, Angel's life has always included a good book in hand. After much thought and many chats with a close friend, she has decided to jump into the world of Indie publishing and give writing a shot. A good book can be the perfect escape for the daily stress of life. Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/angelbalesauthor twitter: https://twitter.com/AngelBales1 Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Angel-Bales/e/B00KY6QW3E/ref=sr_ntt_srch_lnk_2?qid=1427770590&sr=1-2
Body of Law Volume 3 by Amanda Lance
RELEASE DAY BLITZ
March 31, 2015
I should have known I couldn’t change him.
Maybe I was even wrong for trying, but I really thought Sebastian Scott had something redeemable about him (other than his body anyway), something I could bring out if I cared about him enough.
I was wrong.
But even though I’m not his intern anymore, I can’t deny our physical attraction, ruining my chances of a relationship with anyone else. If that weren’t bad enough, Sebastian’s behavior has become more erratic than ever. I want to blame it on the stress of the lawsuit but I have a feeling it is something else entirely.
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~*~ABOUT AMANDA LANCE~*~
A native of New Jersey and lifelong nerd, Amanda Lance recently completed her Master in Liberal Arts at Thomas Edison State College after her BA in English Literature and AFA in creative writing. As an avid reader of all genres, some of her favorite authors include Hemingway, Marquis de Sade, Stevenson, Bukowski and Radcliffe.
When she isn’t writing or reading, Amanda can found indulging in film noir or hiking with her other half and their extremely spoiled dog. She is obsessively working on her next book and trying to tame her caffeine addiction.
If you read the 1st 2 books you know all about this love story in the making. However Sebastian goes beyond anything I thought he would. Violet is over the vandalism and crap that is going on towards her. She doesn't want to involve Sebastian and she doesn't however he knows everything. His ex is nuts and he will do whatever he has to in order to protect Violet whether she wants him to or not. While Sebastian is trying to keep a low profile he can not help but pursue Violet. But will his pursuing end her life or save it?
Title: The Darkest Frost, Vol 1 of a 2-part serial (TDF, #1)
Author: Tanya Holmes
Genre: A Gothic paranormal romance with a twist.
Release Date: June 22, 2015
BlurbWhen the ghost of her best friend begs for her help, psychic detective Denieve Knight goes undercover as a live-in domestic to catch a killer. She sets her sights on the most likely suspect: her friend’s mysterious employer, Doctor Braeden Frost. Dubbed "Dr. Death" by the press, the notorious hematologist is linked to nineteen other suspicious fatalities—all are former patients. The brooding recluse is a man of many secrets, the darkest of which may be lurking beneath the leather gloves he never removes.
ExcerptTHE DARKEST FROST, Volume 1 of a 2-part serial, © Tanya Holmes Fear all but crippled me as I listened to the wind beating the treetops. Listened to the creaks and groans of the house. Took some effort, but I got up and inched my way to the door with legs as steady as rubber bands. I yanked it open only to find the hallway empty except for a fiery trail of footprints. Strangely, the carpet didn’t burn. Were I not buck naked, I would’ve followed right then. Instead, I backed into my room, fully intending to throw something on. But twin headlights skipped along the wall through a crack in the drapes. I shut the door and edged over to the window to brush the heavy curtains back. High beams sliced into the darkness as a vehicle cruised up the hill, breaking free of the wispy fog. A gunmetal-gray Jaguar taxied into the courtyard and pulled in beside my late-model Chevy. My adrenaline spiked as soon as the headlights doused. Moments later, Dr. Braeden Frost climbed from the car and slung a gray satchel over his shoulder. It appeared to be a medical bag. He was dressed in dark clothes—leather coat, pants, boots, and gloves. Even his silky hair was black. He would’ve melted into the night if not for the security lights flooding the grounds and the white aura framing his body. I’d witnessed a similar illumination on others in his profession. Doctors. Nurses. Orderlies. Most everyone in health care. I’d seen the glow on cops and morticians too. In fact, all who came in direct contact with the dead and dying had it. Still, on Frost the neon radiance was chilling. The wind rushed past him, sending the tail of his trench coat dancing on a breeze. Then as if he sensed my presence, his gaze shot to my window. Our eyes locked. His narrowed and I froze. Unable to move, unable to breathe, I stood rooted in place like a petrified tree. The man gave the word “presence” new meaning. He had a stillness about him, an eerie calm that chilled my blood. I was surprised yet intrigued. Intimidated yet inexplicably drawn to him. An eternity passed before I found the will to duck away. I plastered my back against the wall, my gaze doing a mad search around the ruined room for something to put on. A light breeze hissed outside, but still I didn’t hear him move. Finally, a trunk opened and slammed shut. Next came the slow but steady sound of footsteps crunching gravel as he trudged around the left side of the house. Downstairs a door wailed open. Floorboards creaked, then a stair, followed by another. I dashed around like a headless chicken, tearing through my clothes, desperate to find something—anything—to throw on. But then the footsteps stopped just outside my bedroom and a menacing shadow crept beneath the door. The lock. I’d forgotten to click it. I stood motionless in the center of the room, my gaze latched on the knob, my blood pulsing in a crazy rhythm. I was still frazzled from Caryn’s appearance, and all I kept thinking was, please, please, please don’t let him come in here with me naked as the day I was born, and the room a complete mess. Seconds passed, and still the shadow remained. Lurking, looming, waiting. Normally, I had to be in the same room with people to read their emotions, but only five feet separated us, and a strong odor of sulfur—anger—wafted in from the hallway. No mistaking the owner. The essence belonged to him. The smell ebbed, replaced by a hint of saltwater and allspice. The former scent was fear, the latter smacked of uncertainty. So Frost was angry, afraid, and confused by my presence. The realization made my heart go from thumping to pounding. Seemed like hours before his shadow finally retreated. The creaking staircase should have calmed me, but I was still unnerved. I slammed my lids shut and listened to his footsteps and the jingle of keys, followed by a door groaning open. When it shut soundly moments later, I collapsed on the bed, landing in a wet heap. What the heck had I gotten myself into?
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About the AuthorAmazon Bestselling Author Tanya Holmes is a Golden Leaf double-finalist, a Romance Writers of America Golden Heart finalist, a recipient of the Maggie Award, the MICA Award, as well as Overall Winner of the Sandy Haddad Award and a two-time finalist and one-time winner of The Emily (Best of the Best). She's happily married with children and loves reading, writing and a good cup of coffee---but not necessarily in that order. She has two novels coming out in 2015: The Darkest Frost, a two-part Gothic paranormal serial romance with a twist, and in 2016, Temptation's Edge, a contemporary romance.
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True Violet by Vivian Winslow
The Violet Trilogy #3
The Gilded Flower Series #9
Genre: Erotic Romance
In this final installment of The Gilded Flower Series, shocking secrets are revealed and the long-buried truth comes out.
Things are heating up for Vi in Dubai, and it's not just the desert climate. Vi is starting to come into her own—having the hottest sex of her life and poised to take over her father's multinational conglomerate. Yet, her suspicions are confirmed when she uncovers a plot to destroy not just her but her best friends' lives. With an unlikely ally, Vi seeks to ruin those behind the plot. Will Vi be able to have it all and find her lasting happiness in the arms of the man she loves?
Relief spreads over Vi during breakfast as she politely engages in conversations with other division heads. It’s the last day, and her father’s closing remarks, scheduled after the breakfast, will mark the end. Despite the beautiful beach setting, the week has been long and tiring. She arrived in Muscat believing she could predict her future—well, at least the next month. But now, thanks to her father, it’s all turned upside down. She faces a monumental decision that will impact her life, and it’s not something she anticipated when she agreed to move to Dubai. She begins to bite her thumbnail nervously as Azahr invites their father to the podium to speak.
The theme of the conference was about divergent economic growth across global economies, which really meant how to ensure the continued success of Rai Industries. The senior Rai goes on about this, expertly discussing and even countering some of the claims made by the economists who spoke during the conference. He does it admirably, showing how sharp he remains at seventy.
Toward the end of his speech, he takes a turn Vi doesn’t see coming. She had asked him to give her a week to think over his offer, but clearly his grunt meant a ‘no’, not ‘yes’.
“Now, before I close, I want to thank my son, Azahr, for all his hard work in coordinating this conference, and also for his years of loyalty to Rai Industries. I want him to know that his allegiance has brought pride to me and our family.”
The audience erupts in restrained applause.
Her father holds up his hands to indicate he isn’t finished. “I expect you all have also had the pleasure of meeting my charming daughter, Violet, this week. It was important to me that you have a chance to get to know her.”
Suddenly all eyes in the room focus on Vi. She straightens and forces a reserved smile. This isn’t what she agreed to, but obviously this is her father’s way of saying there’s only one answer. Why did she ever expect him to actually listen to her?
“Over the next few months, Violet will be transitioning to take over as CEO of Rai Industries.”
Vi can feel her stomach tense. Her palms begin to sweat, and she quickly looks over at the Exit sign, gauging how long it will take for her to get out. This isn’t what she asked for, nor is it what she wanted. No, she wanted a position in Rai Industries, not any one in particular, just something that would give her closer access to her brother, to put her suspicions to rest.
Now, the game has changed. Not only will Azahr be out for blood, but her father has exposed her to the scrutiny of her colleagues and anyone else who may want to find out more about the mysterious, illegitimate Rai daughter. She mentioned this to him over lunch when he first proposed this idea. His response echoed Samir’s. She was ultimately untouchable. Personal judgments be damned. Vi would be secure. But at what price?
She gulps for air, trying to quell the chaos of emotions that are raging through her, uncertain of how to proceed. Her mind is in a fog. Her usual philosophy of following where the universe is pointing her seems to be failing her when it appears to be her father acting as her master.
Vi squeezes her hands together, digging her nails into her palms to calm herself. When she hears her name again, she looks over at her father who is motioning for her to join him. Beside him, Azahr looks like he’s about to have a stroke.
Her father moves the microphone closer to her. To Vi’s surprise, her words come out more composed and articulate than she would’ve expected.
“Thank you, Father,” she says, nodding toward him. Then looking out onto the faces of the people who soon will consider her their boss, she says, “Thank you to all of you. I understand that it may take time to place your trust in me to fill the rather large shoes of my father.” Vi looks at Samir quickly. “I do not intend to replace him, because it would be impossible. Rather, I hope to continue his tireless work and devotion to Rai Industries and see it achieve his vision of success and growth in the coming years. My father and I have discussed what that means, and we agree that diversifying Rai’s portfolio as well as investing in the people of India will be the best course for our future.” She reaches out and takes her father’s hand. Together, they raise their hands in a sign of victory, a camera flash momentarily blinding them.
Azahr walks out, wading through the throng of people coming up to congratulate Vi and her father.
As soon as Samir approaches, she smiles at him and shakes his hand.
“So last night was an interview of sorts,” he says.
She shrugs. “Nothing was certain. I asked for time to decide, but he obviously had made up his mind.”
“And you? Have you made up your mind?” His tone suggests hope.
Vi cocks her head and smiles. “Perhaps. When I do, you’ll be the first to know.”
Vivian Winslow was born and raised in Southern California. Before becoming a writer, she made a career out of moving around the world every couple of years thanks to her husband’s job. She currently lives in New York City with her husband and two elementary school age children, and is grateful to finally have a place to call home for more than two years. New York is the perfect city to indulge her love of shopping, the arts and especially food. If she’s not at home writing or running around the city with her kids, you’ll most likely find her indulging in pizza on the Lower East Side or having a cocktail at her favorite bar in Alphabet City. That said, she’s still a California girl at heart and would gladly trade in her heels for a pair of flip-flops to catch a sunset on the beach.
Book: Look After Me
Series: Look After You #2
Author: Elena Matthews
Genre: New Adult/Dark Contemporary Romance
Cover Designed by: Okay Creations
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The moment Sebastian Gilbert watches his fiancée declare her undying love to another man, his entire life changes.
Unable to cope with the loss of his fiancée, his job… his life, he turns to the one thing that will help ease the pain.
Seven long months later…
Sebastian has checked out of rehab, but after three months locked behind those doors, away from the outside world, he’s struggling to adapt to his new life. His thoughts are clouded with anger… bitterness…
When he reaches out to his drug counselor from rehab, his one and only lifeline, he begins to find hope.
Addison Scott is sweet, smart, and understands him in a way that no one else does. As she helps Sebastian rebuild his life, their friendship grows.
But lines become blurred…
Sebastian’s broken heart is slowly mending, but will letting Addison in shatter it once more?
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I’m clutching Ava’s hand as if my life depends on it. My entire body is shaking as I look at the love of my life, my fiancée, the mother of my child in sheer desperation. I love her so damn much. I don’t care that she cheated on me. I don’t care that she didn’t tell me her secret. I can forgive her, I can...
“Where do we go from here, Ava?”
“I have to follow my heart,” Ava says painfully.
“And what does your heart say?”
My adrenaline goes up a notch as I wait for her terrifying answer. I can see her eyes begin to fill with tears and my heart thuds against my chest as I witness the look of pain etched along her beautiful yet battered face. God, the things he did to her… I can’t even contemplate it. Fuck.
Please say it’s me...
I need you...
I love you.
My eyes widen hopelessly as she opens her mouth to speak.
“That Ashton’s the one I want to be with.”
My chin begins to tremble on its own accord, and my insides snap and shatter at her words. An indescribable pain ricochets across my chest and I find it impossible to find my next breath. The tears I didn’t realize I held, begin to fall.
The motherfucking floodgates open and I cry hysterically in the arms of the woman who doesn’t love me anymore.
In that one moment, everything changes, and I turn to the only thing I know will numb the pain of my loss.
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About The Author
Receptionist by day, author by night, Elena Matthews is from Manchester, United Kingdom, the home of Manchester United, Media city and of course, Coronation Street. When Elena isn’t writing, she can be found with her nose in a book or watching guilty pleasures such as Gossip Girl, developing a rather unusual liking to Chuck Bass. And when she isn’t doing any of those things, you can often find her on Facebook, obsessing over Kellan Kyle, book boyfriend extraordinaire
Elena spent three years of her life at Salford University studying media production, to decide she no longer wanted to pursue a career in the media. Instead, it took her another two and half years to realise her calling. Writing. Now she lives and breathes her writing. She even had to tell her colleagues at work whenever she is found daydreaming at her desk, it’s because she is conversing with her characters.
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