Friday, July 31, 2015

RELEASE BLITZ: "Cowboy Redemption" by Kasey Millstead




Title: Cowboy Redemption
Series: Down Under Cowboy #6
Author: Kasey Millstead
 Release Date: July 31, 2015



Blurb

'Mistakes are always forgivable, if one has the courage to admit them.' - Bruce Lee

Kennedy:

If you learn from your mistakes, you’ll be a better person.

Life is all about making mistakes. I’ve made a lot of them in life, and learned from none of them. Until now. My biggest mistake of all, was letting him go.

Kye:

I had it all. Money. Fame. Success.
Then I lost it.
I thought I finally had my life back on track when I found her.
But one slip up and I lost everything. Again.

Kennedy Crawley spends her days helping others conquer their demons at Hope and Chance Retreat, in Australia’s Northern Territory. After spending her life being someone even she didn’t like, she finally sought the courage to overhaul her life, dreams and aspirations. Now, she’s determined to stay on track and be a better person.

Kye Austin was living his dream life as a professional football player. Until the day his sins caught up with him. He was sent to Hope and Chance Retreat to get his life back on track. After winning his battle, he decides to stay in the area and try to win the affections of Kennedy. There’s just one problem: she’s not interested.








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Kasey Millstead lives a quiet life in country New South Wales, Australia, with her husband and their four young children. She enjoys baking, singing (ridiculously out of tune) & spending time with friends and family. Kasey has always harboured a deep love for reading and writing, and she is now lucky enough to be living her dream of being an Author.







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Thursday, July 30, 2015

RELEASE BLITZ: "Unwanted Desire" by Skye Turner




Title: Unwanted Desire
Series: Southern Hospitality
Author: Skye Turner
Genre: Adult Romance
 Release Date: July 30, 2015



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Ty Boudreaux is a man who saves people for a living. He’s a paramedic who plays the field but is growing tired of the game.

AnnaBeth Bellaforte is a beautiful socialite whose family has deep ties to Louisiana politics and is immersed in the lavish lifestyle that provides. Her family has ideas and expectations for her.

Ty is blue collar. AnnaBeth is a pure Southern Blue Blood.

They have nothing in common but their attraction. Or do they?

Can the peasant be enough for the princess?

Is Ty destined to be the man who sets AnnaBeth free?

Is AnnaBeth willing to go against everything she’s ever known for a man who awakens her unwanted desires?

Sometimes your hardest choice is to live for you and say the hell with everyone else’s expectations.






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RELEASE BLITZ: "Trace + Olivia Series Boxed Set" by Micalea Smeltzer




Title: Trace + Olivia Series Boxed Set
Series: Trace + Olivia #1-4
Author: Micalea Smeltzer
Genre: New Adult
 Release Date: July 30, 2015



Blurb

Finding Olivia: How far would you go to find yourself? That’s the question that’s been haunting Olivia Owens for years.

Chasing Olivia: How far would you go to reignite the spark you once had? Two years later, Trace and Olivia are as much in love as they’ve always been. But the spark they once had for life is waning and Trace is determined that they find it again. His solution? A road trip. But he doesn’t tell Olivia the real reason they’re heading north.

Tempting Rowan: I’m drowning in the numbness. It’s pulling me under and I can’t see the surface. It’s easier to pretend I can’t feel. And the longer you pretend, the easier it is to believe. But he wants to save me. Only he can’t. I have to save myself…and I don’t know if I want to.

Saving Tatum: Even tough girls need saving. Jude Brooks is bad news. He’s the kind of guy that leaves behind a string of broken hearts and Tatum O’Connor is not about to be one of those girls, despite all of Jude’s advances. They have a past, and Tatum’s determined to make sure they don’t have a future.









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Excerpt

“No, no, no, no!” I beat my steering wheel with the heel of my hand. “No! You’ve got to be kidding me!” I pulled off the road, my tire bumping along.
I put my car in park and climbed out to assess the damage.
My feet crunched on the gravel scattered alongside the road.
Immediately, the oily burnt smell of my peeling tire met me.
Calling this a flat tire didn’t do it justice. This was complete and utter carnage.
I looked behind me, at the trail of tire pieces leading straight to my car, like a path of breadcrumbs.
It was starting to get dark and this wasn’t exactly the safest road.
I was also a twenty-year-old girl, ripe for the picking.
I kicked the side of my car. “I don’t have time for this!”
I stalked around the back, to the trunk, lifting it and looking for the necessary tools to change a tire.
Which was pointless because, unfortunately, I didn’t know the first thing about changing a tire. My father had made sure that I only knew how to do a woman’s work.
I slammed the trunk closed and stalked back to the driver’s side, pulling at the ends of my hair. I glared at the offending nail, that had to be four inches long, sticking out of the tire. How many nails did people drive over a day and I was the one to get a flat freakin’ tire?
Not cool.
Not at all.
I opened the door and reached for my phone to call my roommate to come pick me up.
The sky was darkening and I didn’t want to be stranded here.
I wrapped my lightweight jacket tighter around my body, as the wind gusted around me, blowing leaves off of the nearby trees. I watched the red, yellow, and orange leaves fall down and scatter over my car. One, unfortunately, got caught in my hair. I reached up and pulled it out before letting it drift to the ground.
Gravel crunched behind me. I turned quickly, to see a guy getting out of a black car that looked like something old, but classic.
I hadn’t even heard him pullover.
I backed a step away, thinking he might be a murderer, or a rapist.
But when I got a look at his face I was stunned.
He was tall, with a lean body, but muscular. He had short, dark brown, almost black, hair and the greenest eyes I had ever seen. Five o’ clock shadow covered his cheeks and chin. My eyes trailed down, over the white t-shirt glued to his chest, and stopped there. I could see black ink underneath the white shirt and licked my lips. The fact that he had tattoos only made him hotter. To protect against the cold, he was wearing a long-sleeved plaid shirt.
“Uh—can I help you?” He asked, smiling pleasantly at me, and putting my earlier fears about him being a murderer or rapist completely to rest.
Help? With what? I needed help?
“Huh?”
He grinned crookedly, tilting his head. “With your tire. Do you need some help?”
He had the deepest, huskiest, voice I had ever heard. I shivered at the sound. I was pretty sure I’d be happy for him to help me with a lot of things, and none of them included my tire.
“Help would be great,” I blushed, ducking my head.
He chuckled. “You do have a spare, right?”
“Yeah, it’s in the trunk,” I pointed, like he didn’t know where the trunk was.
He grabbed the spare, and all the necessary tools and sat down, next to the ruined tire.
“I—uh—would’ve changed it myself, but—uh—my dad never taught me,” I ran my fingers nervously through my wavy brown hair. “He said something about it not being appropriate for a girl to do and if I ever got a flat tire, I better hope Prince Charming came along. My dad’s very—uh—old fashioned,” I stammered.
He looked up at me. “Does that make me Prince Charming?” He grinned.
“Oh—uhm—Prince Charming is fictional, so I guess not, and he-uh-usually rides a white horse or something… I think.”
Somebody, stamp AWKWARD across my forehead already.
The guy threw his head back and laughed. “I guess a shiny black '69 Camaro doesn’t count as a white horse. You watch a lot of Disney movies or something?”
“No,” I blushed tomato red. “At least not anymore.”
“You’re funny,” he squinted up at me, shielding his eyes from the orange glow of the setting sun.
“I hope that’s a good thing,” I muttered. Unfortunately, I wasn’t trying to be funny.
“It’s a very good thing-” He paused, waiting for my name.
“Oh—uh—Olivia. Olivia Owens.”
“I’m Trace,” he reached a hand up to me and I took it. It was warm and calloused, swallowing mine whole. “Trace Wentworth,” he grinned when my hand jerked at his touch.







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Micalea Smeltzer is a bestselling Young and New Adult author from Winchester, Virginia. She’s always working on her next book, and when she has spare time she loves to read and spend time with her family.




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BOOK REVIEW: "Walk In The Flesh" by Peter Bailey



Terrorists killed his wife. 
In the aftermath of a terrorist attack Neil is given the chance to serve his country by serving up revenge. He soon becomes England's premier spy and assassin. As a man he was unpleasant, dangerous and of little use. As a cyborg he is unpleasant, very dangerous but extremely useful. His suicide missions fit his strengths and his weaknesses. He exacts vengeance, kills without mercy, then destroys the evidence, himself. The aftermath is someone else's problem. 
The scientists who created this nanotechnology knew they were creating a monster. They did not know that Neil was already monstrous. What can they tell their superiors when Neil's atrocities escalate? With every mission a success, will the bureaucrats even care? 
But Neil is worse than homicidal and psychopathic, he's untidy. When he leaves his severed head intact in Iran, he leaves the pathologist a dangerous clue. If she discovers his secret it may destroy England's only chance to survive in a terrorists' transformed world. The humanity of every member of this top secret team will be maximally tested when they are ordered to send this powerful psychotic assassin on a rescue mission. 

I received a copy of this book from the author in exchange for an honest review.

Satire. Techno-speak. Terrorists. Revenge. A PG-13 book that mixes Strike Back and Terminator for a ride that is, if not edge-of-your-seat awesome, a very good, slightly violent rollercoaster.
This story was nearly 80k words but read much faster. There's more action than dialogue, which I do prefer, and the action was very well written. I think the author fell a bit short somewhere in the middle, but made up for it during the suspenseful and twisting ending.
Despite the main character being a cyborg, he has a very compelling humanity to him. His personality leave a bit to be desired, but that doesn't take away from the story at all.
The book shows how technology could advance, and it is a bit frightening when you think about the realistic possibilities, but when you set those aside and just read, it really does seem like just good sci-fi mixed with a little patriotism.

3/5--worth a read!

Purchase Walk In The Flesh via the publisher's site.

RELEASE BLITZ: "Indecent Cravings 2" by S.K. Cross




Title: Indecent Cravings: Part Two
Series: Indecent Cravings #2
Author: S.K. Cross
Genre: Erotic Romance
 Release Date: July 30, 2015



Blurb

Abigail's fun and dirty conversion to her sexy alter-ego Jayd continues in Part Two of the hot new steamy series INDECENT CRAVINGS

WARNING: This is NOT a story for prudes.

Abigail settles into her new life in Miami with a restaurant job on the beach, all the while keeping an eye out for the mysterious Lukas Thorn.

When a rich old woman invites her to a decadent party and makes a generous offer, Abigail is swept into a hot and filthy world of kinky fun. Soon she finds herself under the tutelage of the "Director", competing against two other girls to gain admission to Lukas Thorn's submission school.

Sparks fly, passions grow, and dark glimpses into Lukas Thorn's tortured soul are revealed as Abigail tries to get a foothold into his world of joyous debauchery.

DO NOT READ IF ANY OF THE FOLLOWING OFFENDS YOU: Dirty talk, floggers, riding crops, anal sex, strap-on dildos, heavy ropes, threesomes, foursomes, moresomes, tongues in places they probably shouldn't go, sensory deprivation, public humiliation, girl-on-girl, girl-on-guy, guy-on-two-girls, two-girls-on-girl, well-endowed M2F transsexual-on-girl, well-endowed M2F transsexual-on-guy, tease and denial contests, dominatrixes, and sex swings...all consensual and in the spirit of fun and personal growth. (Not all of these appear in this book but will be explored over the course of the series... and more!)

You have been warned.

THEMES EXPLORED: Overcoming personal challenges, discovering one's purpose in life, inspiring people to live their own lives on their own terms, and refusing to allow others to control how you think.


Mature content. 18+ ONLY. Book 2 of a multiple-part continuing series.






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A shadow blocks some of the light behind me. I turn.
I’m glad I had some of that drink, because I nearly have a heart attack at the sight of Lukas Thorn.
Everything disappears. The sunset, the cavernous apartment, the low hum of the conversations, the music. My entire world centers on the man I’ve been trying to find for two weeks.
Right here.
And not just here, but standing directly in front of me again.
I try not to squeal in delight.
If I thought he was a god among men before, I’m only more convinced now.
He’s in a black flowing shirt, one of many flowing shirts in his collection apparently. Taut thick chest muscles press it outward anyway, sinewy neck muscles leading to broad shoulders. Broader than before. Like he had some added on since the last time I saw him.
But no, that’s ridiculous. I’m just seeing them from a new angle. So close. So close I could almost stick my tongue out and . . .
“Jayden Raye, Jayd for short,” says Lorena, “I’d like you to meet Director Lukas Thorn. Oh, but that’s right. I forgot. You two have already met. I believe Lukas saved your life at Bogart that night a couple of weeks ago.”
I’m not sure if it’s just me or if it’s both Lukas and me, but we just stare at each other. He wears a half-smile, the perfect stubble still in place over the tanned skin and flawless square chin that burned itself into my memory on the plane here.
His hair is especially “just-fucked” tonight, waves of brownish-black darkness with those delightful wispy ends that I just want to bite.
His expression is relaxed but incredulous as he stares into me, his sapphire eyes searing a sensuous pathway into my soul. He looks at me like he knows me, like he’s known me for a thousand years.
Yeah, glad I waited. Fuck Karissa and Jaxon. Fuck Javier. Fuck those shitheads who hit on me. This is what I want! This man right here! Wherever he is, I’m home.
“What the fuck, Lorena?” says Lukas Thorn, not breaking his stare into my eyes.
His words knock me out of my spell. I turn to look at Lorena’s shocked expression.
“Excuse me?” she says.
“This is a joke, Lorena. What are you up to?”
She folds her arms and throws him an evil questioning stare. “I don’t like your tone, Lukas.” Her voice has gone three octaves lower than usual.
He chuckles, then returns his gaze to me. He looks me up and down like he’s buying a horse.
“No thanks, Lorena,” he says as he turns to walk away. “I’m not going to fall for it again.”
At that, he turns and drifts across the room. Everyone notices him, like he’s the center of all magnetism in the universe.
I’m frozen in place, unable to move. I’m not sure what I’m feeling.
Did he just reject me like I think he just did? Like a piece of meat?
“Don’t let him get to you,” Lorena says. “It’s just his nature. He likes you.”
I take another sip of my drink, watching his broad shoulders under that muscular neck as he joins a group of well-dressed women at a tall round table on the other end of the balcony. He motions a naked attendant over. His is flawlessly blonde.
Bitch.
“He likes me?” I say. “That’s not how someone reacts when they like you. Wait, oh wait. Is it him? Is he the one you want to ‘sell’ me to?”
“No, of course not, dear. And there’s no selling. That’s an awful term. He’s just the director of my academy. It is very strange that he reacted that way. Wait, you don’t know him, do you? Did you meet him before the restaurant?”
My head spins. I don’t know how to answer. I don’t want to tell her about the plane. Apparently, she doesn’t know about it. The less people who know, the better.
Suddenly, my inner diva fires up inside. I never know when she’s going to show up. Yeah baby, hello! I down the rest of my drink . . . hoo-hah! . . . and place it on a nearby table.
“If you would excuse me for a moment, Lorena,” I say.
“Of course,” she says.
I march across the room toward that flowing untucked shirt and glistening hair. I plant myself behind him and to the left, making eye contact with the three bitches who are laughing at whatever he’s saying. My heart beats out of my chest as I wait.






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I am the owner of a foul-mouthed dirty mind, a living contradiction who enjoys pushing hot sexy fun to the edges of normalcy ... while telling the stories of inspiring characters who rise above personal challenges to live happy and fulfilled lives.



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