RELEASE BLAST: "Re/Captured" by Michael Zurlo

Re/Captured (Doms of the FBI 7)

Keith and Katrina are back! Reader favorites Keith Rossetti and Katrina Legato from Re/Paired (Doms of the FBI 2) return for another emotional, sexy, and dangerous adventure. Blurb: When a day helping out at Legal Aid puts Katrina in the crosshairs of a serial killer bent on sending his version of romantic gifts, life starts to spiral out of control. Not only is she trying to plan her wedding, but work and home life are increasingly hectic. Keith has doubts about Kat and the reasons she keeps postponing the wedding, so he sets out to recapture her heart. Meanwhile, the serial killer’s obsession with Katrina only grows—threatening her entire family. Sacrifices must be made, but can love help them survive the fallout? Warnings: BDSM, anal sex, D/s Buy Links: Amazon: http://amzn.to/2BT1F2g iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/id1330056922 Barnes and Noble: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/re-captured-michele-zurlo/1127745211 KOBO: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/re-captured D2D Universal Link: https://www.books2read.com/u/mdNEYw

PG Excerpt 1:

Understanding Keith’s message—he’d wanted to put her mind at ease with regard to the children so that she could focus on submitting to him—she lowered her gaze. “Can I have ten minutes to put my bag away and freshen up?” “Yes. I set out what I want you to wear.” His voice washed through her senses, overpowering her with peace and excitement. “Thank you.” Briefcase in hand, she turned to follow his instructions. “Kitty Kat.” The unspoken order halted her. She turned back to him. “Yes?” “I want a kiss.” Closing the distance she lifted her face. He caressed her cheek with one hand and wrapped the other around her waist to support her lower back, two points of contact only. His lips brushed hers, teasing at a third point. He massaged, a gentle pressure welcoming her home and to her role as his submissive. Slave to his mastery, she sighed into it, dropping her briefcase and lifting her arms to twine them around his neck, and she pressed her chest to his. He deepened the kiss, plunging his tongue deep to taste and stab. The hand on her cheek slid into her hair, and the one on her back lowered to squeeze her ass. She forgot about everything. The stresses of her day fell away as she melted in the face of his demand. He broke away to trail sucking kisses down her neck, stopping when the collar of her dress shirt got in his way. “Go,” he said. “Take your ten minutes, and then you’re mine.”

PG Excerpt 2:

“Put your dress on. Tell me how you look.” Though he couldn’t see it, she parked her hand on her hip. “Keith, this is highly inappropriate, and it’s bad luck.” Her pulse raced. Though she thought of the wedding as a formality, she couldn’t help but get a little excited for the actual event. His husky chuckle crackled through the phone. “I don’t believe in bad luck, and I can’t masturbate to mental images of you in that dress if I don’t know what it looks like.” Her fake chagrin melted. She whispered her reply. “You want to masturbate to mental images of me in a wedding dress? That’s weird. You have actual pictures of me wearing lingerie.” He also had a picture of her pussy that he refused to delete. Good thing his phone was password and fingerprint protected. “I like those pictures.” His voice dropped as the Dom in him asserted itself. “But, Kitty Kat, the wedding dress says unequivocally that you belong to me. Nothing is sexier than that.” Her breath caught at his tone. “You’re such a romantic.” “How about a picture?” “Nope.” She smiled as she refused him. “I’m not bending on this. You can’t see my dress before the wedding.” “At least tell me what the neckline looks like. And how long is the skirt? What are you wearing under it?” She laughed. “No clues. You’ll have to wait.” “Tease.” “A tease would send you pictures of random dresses.”

Reviews for Re/Paired

"Wow. This book was so freaking hot!! [Re/Paired] has great balance....heavy on the romance with enough suspense to keep it interesting and that's how I like it."--Under the Covers Book Blog 5 Stars/Purest Delight from Guilty Pleasures: "This was a great read with a damaged Dom who learns to cherish his sub, a lot of hot BDSM action, suspense, and complex relationships" If you haven't yet enjoyed Re/Paired, you can pick it up here: Amazon: http://amzn.to/21AACOn iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/id1098718284 D2D Links for Barnes and Noble and others: https://www.books2read.com/u/mVXLlb Google Play: https://play.google.com/store/books/details/Michele_Zurlo_Re_Paired?id=M7UwDwAAQBAJ  

RELEASE BOOST: "Frozen Perfection" by Rae B. Lake



*¨) ★¸.•*´¨) ★.•*´¨)

★(¸.•´💜📚 Frozen Perfection 📚💜•*¨) ★

¸.•*´¨)★.•*´¨)★(¸.•´

7 Kingdoms Series, Book 1

by Rae B. Lake

Buy Now for $.99 or Read Free on KU!

Publication Date: May 10, 2017

Teasers:

Synopsis:

Constantly living in fear.

Always on the run.

Never finding a home.

Kate has spent her long life running away from every supernatural being that came upon her family.

Each time the family of Fae settle down in a new town, something happens to take away their peace, putting them back on the road in search of a new town, a safer life and a fresh start. Now after settling down in the quiet town of Clarksville NH, they find themselves face to face with their most dangerous foe, Palaens.

Meeting Lucas changes everything.

He’s the very thing she’s supposed to fear.

He’s everything the Fae teachings tell her to run from.

It’s almost certain he’ll hurt her, but she can’t resist him, no matter how hard she tries. This time Kate doesn’t want to run. She’s tired of the fear that surrounds her family.

But does she have the power to protect the people she loves? Or the control not to destroy the town she’s come to love with her growing powers?

As Kate tries to talk her family into staying in Clarksville, a new evil, far worse than the Palaens, choses to play with Kate.

This fight might well be beyond the little Fae and her mismatched troupe of Fae and Palaen.

Teasers:





Author Bio:

Rae is a daydreamer, nurse, bookworm, nature enthusiast, wife, momma, animal activist and an optimist. She has lived her entire life in NYC and loves to travel with her family. She believes that sweets should have a larger piece of the nutritional pyramid and that Buffy the Vampire Slayer was one of the best TV shows ever invented. When she is not working as a nurse in her community, she can either be found reading, writing or taking a walk while listening to music. She has been writing books in her mind for as long as she can remember but decided that maybe there were others out in the world that would find joy in the words she would put down on the page.

 

Rae would love some new stalkers!!!

Author FB Pg: https://www.facebook.com/raeblakeauthor

Author Group: https://www.facebook.com/groups/148942342550302/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/RaeBLakeauthor

Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/raeb.lake

Goodreads: https://goo.gl/d5YiEo

Amazon: https://goo.gl/U9Sj3j

Newsletter: www.raeblake.com





RELEASE BLITZ: "Wait, You Did What?" by T.A. Moorman

Wait, You Did What? by T. A. Moorman

Published 1/16/18 by After Glows Publishing

Contemporary/Romantic Comedy

Synopsis:

Justine had the job of her dreams, the best parents in the world, and a brother she more than just tolerated. The one thing she gave up on was finding love. She didn't need that to be happy, right? In helping her brother pull off his own last-minute wedding, Justine may be in for a surprise of her own, and find love had been right there in her face the entire time.

Join in on Justine's adventure of #love, #laughter, and #limousines. #PreOrder your copy today.

https://books2read.com/u/bapR7L

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/37668158-wait-you-did-what

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B078L85HLY

Excerpt:

Pops was a six foot three inch tall bear of a white man with white hair cut to the quick, with a small beard and mustache that made his handsome face look menacing, when in truth he was one of the nicest men you’d ever meet. Mom was just a touch over five feet, a fierce, robust black woman with more than a touch of Native American. She had long dark brown hair and the face of an angel, though she could be mean as a damn grizzly if you got on her wrong side. She was also more than a touch racist: she doesn’t count Pops as white. Yes, I know how idiotic that sounds. But since he grew up in the heart of Detroit and played pro basketball for a while until an accident took out his knee, Mom said that made him black enough for her. Did I mention they were a touch insane?

“Well, don’t just stand there like some statues. Your mom made some brunch and has it all set up nice in the dining room,” Pops said as he ushered us in, “And she wouldn’t let me touch a damned thing ’til y’all got here and I’m half starved.”

“You got enough meat on those bones to afford to miss a meal or two,” Was Mom’s snappy reply to that comment.

“Estelle, you wound me with your words. Now, I’m going to need some extra affection from you or I’ll start believing you just don’t love me like you used to.”

“I’ll give you some extra affection alright, a whack upside the back of your head if you touch that food before we say grace.”

Rolling my eyes at that, I sat down. I couldn’t help but smile at how much the two of them loved one another, as we bowed our heads to say grace. They almost gave me hope that I could find that type of love too. Almost.

Mom cleared her throat before saying, “There’s some grown up juice mixed in with the orange juice, since I’m more than sure we gonna need it. Nothing ever bodes well when Max calls and says he wants to discuss something with us.”

“Ma, come on, maybe I just wanted to spend some time with my family.”

“Boy, do I look like I was born yesterday to you? If so, them damn contacts ain’t worth a damned dime that you paid for ‘em, and you need to go get a refund.”

I just about choked on my juice listening to the two of them go back and forth. I don’t think Pops even heard a mumbling word over his own chewing. I barely recall seeing the man even fix his plate, but when I looked over at him he was already halfway done and eyeballing seconds.

I had a coughing fit so bad Pops was about to get up and beat me on the back until I choked out an, “I’m okay,” when I heard Max telling Mom, “Maybe I wanna just discuss going on a family vacation. We haven’t done that in a while now.” I downed another glass of ‘grown up juice’ to help soothe my throat, and get ready for the big reveal.

“Maybe if you actually ate some food to go with all that juice you keep downing you wouldn’t be over there having spasms,” Pops suggested to me between mouthfuls.

Only thing I could say to that was, “I am. I’m just a bit more thirsty than I am hungry.” You would be too if you knew just what kind of vacation your son was talking about. As if he was reading my thoughts, Max cut his eyes at me.

“Quit eyeballing your sister, and tell us some more about this vacation idea of yours.” Poor Mom, she truly sounded excited about it.

“Yes, Max, please enlighten us with more details about this vacation plan of yours,” I said. “I am just so intrigued.”

“Justine, I hate you.”

“Love you too bro.” I even blew him a kiss with that. Which made him look as though he wanted to strangle me. “Just trying to offer up some encouragement. I’m in the mood for a vacation myself and would love to hear the details.”

“You are so not helping here.” He was turning beet red. Maybe I should let up a little bit. I had barely had that thought before there was a knock at the door.

My eyes went round as saucers. “Please tell me you didn’t.”

When Mom scooted back her chair to go to the door, Max stopped her saying, “I’ll get it.”

Sure enough, when he walked back in he had Chelsea on his arm. “Mom, Pops, meet Chelsea, my fiancée.”

After about two seconds of stunned silence, Mom finally recovered enough to say, “Justine, pass me that damn juice you hogging up over there.” Then she turned to Pops saying, “Henry, please tell me your son did NOT just bring me home a white girl.”

About the Author:

When you become a Mom, you begin to put yourself last, and your combat boots begin to collect dust. Going to your child's PTA meetings in full Gothic, especially industrial, regalia is pretty much frowned upon. Especially by your own children, and your teens would die of a heart attack. But, one should not have to completely stop being themselves, uniqueness is greatness. So all of that darkness is put into words in her books, and designs in her jewelry sold in her GothicMoms DarkCharms shop.

Mother of five beautiful children, but by far more than just that. T. A. Moorman is an artist, a violinist, a seamstress, a crafter, a writer, a blogger, a reviewer, a dark confidant and a darkly dangerous, fiercely protective friend. And currently broke, so go buy something of hers. Lol.

Author Links:

http://gothicmoms.blogspot.com/

https://www.facebook.com/gothicmoms.reviews

https://www.facebook.com/GothicMoms/

https://www.facebook.com/GothicMomsDarkCharms/

https://www.pinterest.com/gothicmoms/

https://twitter.com/GothicMoms

https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/14851642.T_A_Moorman

https://www.amazon.com/T.-A.-Moorman/e/B01B3FCXT6/ref=dp_byline_cont_ebooks_1

https://www.facebook.com/MoormanTA/?ref=bookmarks

https://www.bookbub.com/authors/t-a-moorman

https://www.facebook.com/MoormanTA/app/100265896690345/?ref=page_internal

a Rafflecopter giveaway

RELEASE BLITZ: "Slumber" by Christy Sloat

I am so excited that SLUMBER by Christy Sloat is available now and that I get to share the news!

If you haven’t yet heard about this wonderful book by Author Christy Sloat, be sure to check out all the details below.

This blitz also includes a giveaway for a finished copy of the book courtesy or Christy. and Rockstar Book Tours. So if you’d like a chance to win, enter in the Rafflecopter at the bottom of this post.

About The Book:

Title: SLUMBER (Slumber Duology #1)

Author: Christy Sloat

Pub. Date: January 12, 2018

Publisher: CHBB Publishing 

Pages: 234

Formats: Paperback, eBook

Find it: Amazon, B&N, TBD, Goodreads

Not all princesses get their happily ever after...

They tell me I killed my boyfriend Phillip in cold blood. I stabbed him twenty one times. I’m only seventeen years old, and I am serving life in Spindle Ridge Asylum for the Criminally Insane.

I don’t remember killing him, so it’s really hard to believe I’m capable of murder. In fact I don’t remember anything before I came to Spindle Ridge, not even my boyfriend.

I can only grasp onto my realistic dreams while the madness of the asylum threatens to pull me under. I dream I’m a beautiful princess and there is an evil faerie named Maleficent who is bent on my destruction. The dreams are the closest thing I have to memories of my life, except they aren’t real.

I’m crazy. I’m not a princess.

They’re the mad illusions of an irrational teenage girl, right?

They’ve assigned me a new doctor, and she says I can trust her, and that she’ll help me see the truth of who I really am.

When she arrived she brought a new patient, Sawyer, who is everything Spindle Ridge isn’t: exciting, mysterious and beautiful. He promises he’s here to rescue me. Trusting either of them frightens me.

Could it be possible that my dreams are more than just the imaginings of a delusional girl? Could they be truth?

Excerpt:

I woke in the middle of the night hearing screams fill the air. This was not uncommon at all, but tonight I wasn’t expecting it. Normally when Adele’s meds are changed, she wakes screaming that she can’t sleep. Adele’s room is across from mine. She is roughly in her twenties and I never learned how she ended up here. I try not to talk to the other patients. I don’t know why it is, but I don’t fit in with these people. To them I’m the murderer and they tend to think less of me. That’s fine. I am what they say I am. That’s why I’m here, right?

They told me I stabbed my boyfriend, Phillip, but I don’t remember doing it. I actually don’t remember Phillip at all. No recollection of having been in a relationship either. I must have killed him or else I wouldn’t be in Spindle Ridge.

Dr. Altman says that I have to believe that I did it or we will never get anywhere. I’ll admit it’s hard to believe that these hands could stab a person twenty times. No matter how I imagined it, it is always hard to believe. 

I sat up listening hard for the screams. When they came again I noticed they were not female, they were male. The screams were deeper and reached a longer distance than Adele’s cries ever could. I wondered if the whole building could hear him.

I pulled my covers up over my neck and covered my face. I just wanted to sleep and fall back into the dream I was having. It was beautiful, and if I had my way, I would stay there forever.

Wait!

I sat up fast. Closing my eyes, I tried to remember the dream to the last second. It wasn’t the same dream as the one’s prior. This dream was different! This dream was me and a boy.

I never dreamt of anyone but my parents and the evil woman. The dream’s soft lullaby came back to me as I remembered where I was.

The smell of fresh grass came across my senses.

The sky so blue as I lay on a blanket. I rolled over and saw the face of a boy. He was everything that Spindle Ridge wasn’t; he was beautiful. He had long, shaggy, but not unruly, hair that touched his collar. When he smiled at me, he looked like a boy in love. In love with me.

“Get up you lazy sack!”

I opened my eyes and was pulled back into the now. I was forced to leave the dream behind as I was being pulled out of bed by two nurses.

About Christy: 

I am Southern California native, now living in New Jersey! How did that happen? I am married and have  two beautiful little girls who love to read just like Mommy. I have had a passion for books since I was a little girl and an imagination for just as long. I hope my books can inspire others to read and to write too.

Website | Twitter | Facebook | Instagram | Goodreads

Giveaway Details:

1 winner will win a finished copy of SLUMBER US Only.

a Rafflecopter giveaway