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Cover Reveal: The Real Deal by Lauren Blakely

Posted October 9, 2017 by Rowena in Promotions | 4 Comments

Cover Reveal

Lauren Blakely has a new book coming out in the summer and today, we are fortunate enough to share the cover reveal for you lovely readers. You guys know how much I love contemporary romances and this one, The Real Deal, sounds like my cup of tea. I’m pretty stoked about it.

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The Real Deal by Lauren Blakely
Series: N/A
Releases on July 10, 2018 by St. Martin’s Press

Sophie Kinsella meets Jennifer Crusie in your next favorite romantic comedy, THE REAL DEAL!

April Hamilton wants you to know she hasn’t been on Craigslist since that time she sold her futon after college. She doesn’t even spend that much time online. And even if she did, she would not be looking up personal ads. But going home alone for her family’s summer reunion is an invitation for every single relative to butt into her personal life. She simply can’t handle another blind date with the butcher, the baker or the candlestick maker from her hometown. So when she finds the Craigslist ad for a boyfriend-for-hire, she’s ready to pay to play.

Heading Home and Need a Buffer? I’m the REAL DEAL.

Theo Banks has been running from the past for years. He’s this close to finally settling all his debts, and one more job as a boyfriend-for-hire will do the trick. He’s no gigolo. Please. He’s something of an actor, and he knows how to slip into any role, including pretending to be April’s new beau — the bad boy with the heart of gold.

Even if it means sleeping in close quarters in that tiny little bed in her parents’ inn. Even if it means spinning tales of a romance that starts to feel all too true. What neither one of them counts on is that amid the egg toss, the arm wrestling, and a fierce game of Lawn Twister that has them tangled up together, they might be feeling the real deal.

She only wanted to show her family once and for all that she had no need to settle down.

He didn’t expect to have the time of his life at her parent’s home.

They didn’t plan on loving every single second of the game.

But can a masterful game of pretend result in true love?

I’m loving the colors, the picture and the font used so all in all, I’m a big fan of this cover. I’m stoked about this release.

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About the Author

Lauren Blakely


A #1 New York Times Bestselling author, Lauren Blakely is known for her contemporary romance style that’s hot, sweet and sexy. She lives in California with her family and has plotted entire novels while walking her dogs. With fourteen New York Times bestsellers, her titles have appeared on the New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal Bestseller Lists more than eighty times, and she’s sold more than 2 million books. In October, she’ll release HARD WOOD, a standalone romantic comedy. To receive an email when Lauren releases a new book, sign up for her newsletter!


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Excerpt Reveal: Hot Stuff by Kim Karr

Posted September 22, 2017 by Rowena in Promotions | 0 Comments

Kim Karr‘s Hot Stuff releases this coming week and we’ve got an excerpt of the hot contemporary romance to share with you lovely readers.

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Hot Stuff by Kim Karr
Release Date: September 27, 2017
Publisher: Self Published, Kim Karr
Genres: Contemporary Romance

Get ready to fall in love with this new standalone sports romance from New York Times bestselling author Kim Karr.

He’s the newly drafted quarterback.
Hot. Arrogant. Too sexy for words.
Ready to score.

I’m an athletic intern, and the coach’s daughter.
Driven. Determined. Prepared to conquer the world.
Completely off-limits.

The NFL is full of rules. Rules I’ve never broken. Never challenged. Never even scratched–until the day Lucas Carrington crashes into my life with his hard body and I-don’t-give-a-f*ck attitude.

After I almost injure my father’s star player, I volunteer to make sure he’s in top shape. At first, it’s hell. I don’t like his cockiness, his easy smile. Don’t like the way he oozes sex. Or how his penetrating eyes follow me everywhere.

That doesn’t stop me from wanting him. He’s meant to be a distraction–something to occupy my mind for these precious few remaining hot summer nights before I’m forced to leave football behind forever.

I know what we’re doing will lead nowhere good. I know we’re crossing the line. And I know my father will never understand.

None of that matters.

But maybe it should.

Rules aren’t meant to be broken.

Or are they?

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Gillian Whitney

I wasn’t in a hurry.

Yet I walked as fast as I could across the grounds.

When I found myself inside the large brick building and heading down the hall to the training room, my palms began to sweat. After I wiped them on my gym shorts, I unlocked the door and scolded myself for being nervous.

I could do this.

I could absolutely be in the same room as a hot guy with ripped abs, sinewy muscles, and broad shoulders.

I’d been around men like him my entire life.

So what made him different?

I had no idea. All I knew was my pulse raced when I thought of his strong arms. His firm pecks. His hard body. His rugged good looks.

It was dark inside the room, no one was here yet, and I took a moment to breathe deep before flicking on the lights and then emptying my bag.

This room was about half the size of the Bear’s Training Room in Chicago, but it was still state-of-the-art. Remodeled a few years ago, it had been designed with the Bears’ needs in mind.

“Hey,” a deep voice said. “I’m reporting for duty as ordered.”

I jumped, turning to see Lucas in the doorway.

His blue gaze practically drank me in and instantly I felt my nipples harden. I was wearing a tank top and feared their protrusion was more than evident. It was just so hard not to notice how gorgeous he was. Even in his grungy state, there was so much raw power emanating from him. Unshaved, and his hair a sexy mess, he wore sweatpants and a Bears T-shirt. A duffle hung from his shoulder in a lopsided way, and it was the first thing I noticed about his condition.

Something about it wasn’t right, and I snapped right back into work mode.

“Good morning,” I said. “How do you feel today?”

He dropped his duffle to the ground. “Terrific.”

“No headaches, nausea, or dizziness?”

“Nope,” he said. “How long is this going to take?”

Grabbing a water bottle from the refrigerator and a heart rate monitor from the drawer, I slowly started toward him. “Less than thirty minutes, as long as everything checks out.”

His expression grew pensive. “Great. Then let’s get this over with so I can get back to what’s important.”

There was something in his tone that was off. Sure, he was being a smart-ass, but I was used to dealing with that from disgruntled players. It was their coping mechanism. There was something else going on. “This is important, Lucas.”

“Yeah, right, of course it is.” His voice was cool.

I strode past him and went directly across the hall to the weight room, where I flicked on the lights.

Lucas was obviously in a hurry because he was on my heels.

I tossed him the monitor and then pointed to the treadmill. “Strap that around your chest and then hop on.”

Okay, it sounded a little dirty.

At that, he shot me a glance, and I tossed one right back. But then I was momentarily stunned when he stripped his T-shirt off to affix the monitor to his chest. Lucas had the body of a god, and by the smug look he wore, he not only knew it, but he also knew I knew it.

Climbing onto the treadmill, he tossed his shirt over the rail. Then he pushed the speed button, and the machine roared to life.

I placed the water bottle in the cup holder in front of him. “Get to a pace you’re comfortable with, one you can sustain, and if you start to experience any dizziness or headaches, tell me right away and we’ll stop.”

“And if I have none?”

With the monitoring device in my hand, I watched his heart rate increase and his blood pressure remain steady. “Then we go for the full twenty minutes.”

“And then what, I get a prize?”

I ignored his comment. “No, then, although I can’t diagnosis you, I would say you are non-symptomatic.”

Giving me a nod, he drank some water from the bottle and after he’d put it back in its place, he programmed the timer. From beside him, I noticed he still appeared to have some lingering neck spasms. Not that unusual after what happened.

About ten minutes later he looked over at me. He didn’t speak around his huffing and puffing. That was fine by me because every time his abs and pecs rippled, I couldn’t stop myself from thinking about how his sweat would taste if I ran my tongue along the ridge of his ribs or around the concave cup of his belly button.

It was wrong on so many levels.

By the time eighteen minutes passed, his mouth had set into a tight, hard line of determination. Sweat had also coated his entire upper body, but it was far from disgusting.

Ridiculous as it was, I couldn’t stop flicking my gaze from the monitor to his muscled thighs and occasionally to the incredibly mesmerizing set of dimples on his back.

God was he sexy.

“Everything cool?” he asked.

No, everything was not cool.

It was hot.

He was hot.

And I was in so much trouble.


About the Author

Kim Karr


Reader * Chocolate Lover * Writer * Coffee Lover * Romantic * Beach Lover * Yoga Beginner

Kim Karr is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of eighteen novels. Best known for writing sexy contemporary love stories, she enjoys bringing flawed characters to life.

Her romances are raw, real, and explosive.
Her characters will make you laugh, make you cry, make you feel.
And her happily-ever-afters are always swoon worthy.

From the brooding rock star to the arrogant millionaire. From the witty damsel-in-distress to the sassy high-powered business woman. No two storylines are ever alike.

Get ready to fall in love.

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Teaser Blitz: Duke of Desire by Elizabeth Hoyt

Posted September 20, 2017 by Rowena in Promotions | 1 Comment

In just a short couple of weeks, Elizabeth Hoyt will be releasing the twelfth book in her Maiden Lane series. The book follows Lady Iris Jordan and Raphael de Chartres, the Duke of Dyemore as they make that adventurous journey to true love.

You won’t want to miss out!

Duke of Desire by Elizabeth Hoyt
Series: Maiden Lanes #12
Also in this Series:
Release Date: October 1, 2017
Publisher: Grand Central Publishing
Genres: Historical Romance


Refined, kind, and intelligent, Lady Iris Jordan finds herself the unlikely target of a diabolical kidnapping. Her captors are the notoriously evil Lords of Chaos. When one of the masked-and-nude!-Lords spirits her away to his carriage, she shoots him…only to find she may have been a trifle hasty.


Cynical, scarred, and brooding, Raphael de Chartres, the Duke of Dyemore, has made it his personal mission to infiltrate the Lords of Chaos and destroy them. Rescuing Lady Jordan was never in his plans. But now with the Lords out to kill them both, he has but one choice: marry the lady in order to keep her safe.


Much to Raphael’s irritation, Iris insists on being the sort of duchess who involes herself in his life—and bed. Soon he’s drawn to both to her quick wit and her fiery passion. But when Iris discovers that Raphael’s past may be even more dangerous than the present, she falters. Is their love strong enough to withstand not only the Lords of Chaos but also Raphael’s own demons?

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Iris tasted of red wine—the red wine she must have drunk at dinner—and all the reasons he shouldn’t do this fled his mind. A vital chain broke in his psyche and everything he’d held back, everything he’d restrained with all his might, was suddenly set free. He surged into her mouth, desperate for the feel, for the taste of her, his wife, his duchess, his Iris. She was soft and sweet and warm and he wanted to devour her. To seize her and hold her and never let her go. The deep unfathomable well of his urges toward her frightened him, and he knew that if she became aware of them, they would frighten her as well.

But that was the thing—she wasn’t aware of them. She thought she was simply consummating their marriage or some such rot, God help them both.

She gripped his naked arms and the beast within him shuddered and stretched, claws scraping against the ground.

Dear God, he wanted this woman.

But he had to remember—to keep that human part of his mind awake and alive—that he mustn’t seed her.
Must never do as his cursed father had done.

He broke from her mouth, feeling the pulse of his cock against his breeches, and trailed his lips across her cheek to her ear. “Come with me, sweet girl.”

She blinked up at him, wide blue-gray eyes a little dazed.

He covered her mouth again before she could speak—either to consent or decline—and drew her slowly backward, step by step, toward the bed, until he hit it with the backs of his legs. He broke the kiss, looking down at her, her wet ruby lips parted, her cheeks flushed pink.

She looked edible.

“Raphael,” she whispered, his name on her lips like a plea, and something within him broke.

This wasn’t what he wanted. This wasn’t right. But it was the only thing possible and it would have to suffice because it was all he could do.

And trying to resist was killing him.

He traced a hand up her arm, over her shoulder, to her neck, and from there touched her bound golden hair. “Will you take down your hair for me?”

She gasped—a small, quick inhalation—and nodded.

He watched as she raised her arms, her stormy eyes locked on his, and withdrew the pins from her hair one by one until the heavy mass fell like a curtain around her shoulders. He bent then and gathered the locks in his hands, burying his face in her neck, inhaling her.

His woman.

He felt her tremble against him and then her fingers speared through his hair. “Raphael.”

He lifted his head.

Her hands fell away and she began undressing, her head bent down as she unhooked her bodice. He saw that her fingers fumbled and he knew that a better man would turn aside. Would give her privacy to collect herself and disrobe with modesty.

But he wasn’t such a man. He wanted all of her—her mistakes and her private moments, her shame and her worries—everything she held back from the rest of the world. As he wanted this. This moment of fumbling.

This moment of intimacy.

She pulled the bodice from her arms. Untied her skirts and let them pool around her feet before kicking them aside. Glanced up at him and then worked at the laces to her stays.

Her unbound hair fell over her shoulders, nearly to her waist, thick and swaying gently as she moved.


She was beautiful.

She pulled her loosened stays off over her head and stood in chemise, stockings, and shoes. The tips of her breasts peeked out from beneath the thin cloth.

She began to bend for her shoes, but he stopped her. “No. Let me.”

He grasped her by the waist and lifted her to the bed.

Carefully he drew off her slippers, letting them drop to the hardwood floor before running his hand up her left calf. The room was so quiet he could hear each breath she drew. She watched him as he reached under her chemise, into that warm spot behind her knee, tugging at the ribbon of her garter.

Her breath hitched.

He glanced up at her as he found bare skin. Hot, so hot under her skirt. He could almost imagine he smelled her, standing between her bent legs. He pulled the first stocking off and moved to her other foot, smoothing his thumb over her arch, over that high instep, that sweet, delicate ankle. The curve of her calf—one of the loveliest curves in nature—elegant and perfect. Someday he’d like to draw her nude.

The faint, almost inaudible whisper as he pulled the ribbon off raised the hairs on the back of his neck. His nostrils flared and he couldn’t wait any longer. He lifted her bodily, moving her farther up on the bed, placing her head and shoulders against the pillows, and then pushed up her chemise, crawling between her spread thighs and settling to enjoy what he’d found.

There. There she was, her pretty, pretty pink cunny, all coral lips and wispy dark-blond curls. He hiked her trembling legs over his arms, ignoring her gasp of shocked surprise. He glanced up once and saw wide, wondering eyes gazing back at him. Her gentlemanly first husband had evidently never done this to her.

More fool he.

Maiden Lane

About the Author

Elizabeth Hoyt


Elizabeth Hoyt is the New York Times bestselling author of over seventeen lush historical romances including the Maiden Lane series. Publishers Weekly has called her writing “mesmerizing.” She also pens deliciously fun contemporary romances under the name Julia Harper. Elizabeth lives in Minneapolis, Minnesota, with three untrained dogs, a garden in constant need of weeding, and the long-suffering Mr. Hoyt.

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Exclusive Excerpt and Giveaway: Power Game by Christine Feehan

Posted January 17, 2017 by Casee in Promotions | 4 Comments

Power Game by Christine Feehan
Series: GhostWalkers
Also in this Series: Shadow Game, Mind Game, Night Game, Conspiracy Game, Deadly Game, Predatory Game, Murder Game, Street Game, Ruthless Game, Samurai Game, Viper Game, Spider Game.
Release Date: January 24, 2017.
Publisher: Berkley
Genres: Paranormal

When members of a United Nations joint security force are taken hostage by radical terrorists in Indonesia, Captain Ezekiel Fortunes is called to lead the rescue team. Part of a classified government experiment, Zeke is a supersoldier with enhanced abilities. He can see better and run faster than the enemy, disappear when necessary and hunt along any terrain. There are those in the world willing to do anything for power like that…

A formidable spy genetically engineered to hide in plain sight, Bellisia rarely meets a man who doesn’t want to control her or kill her. But Zeke is different. His gaze, his touch—they awaken feelings inside her that she never thought possible. He’s the kind of man she could settle down with—if she can keep him alive…

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He was a hunter first and always. That was bred in him. Enhanced in him. He could follow a trail better than almost anyone. Some said he had the eyes of an eagle and a sense of smell equal to a polar bear’s. It was close to the truth. Once he was set on a trail, few escaped him. Here, in the Quarter with the jazz players and the mimes and the street artists fighting for a small piece of the pie, it was more difficult to separate scents and spot the enemy.

Aromas from various small cafés and restaurants assailed him. Perfumes and the sweat of the street performers. The sweet smell of weed competed for space with tobacco. The river was close, and he could smell that and the ships that ran up and down it with their loads of cargo. The fish. The cars and horses. His mind processed it all, separating and cataloguing automatically.

The wind shifted minutely just as he was about to enter the store where Nonny bought all of her Cajun spices—at least the ones she didn’t make herself. The scent stopped him in his tracks and he whirled around, for the first time in his life losing focus on his primary mission. He had to track that scent. Turning away from the spice shop, he followed the wind up toward the street opposite the Café Du Monde.

Out in the open, away from the shelter of the buildings, the wind was capricious, blowing in small eddies, stopping and starting from a different direction. One moment it seemed to be coming off the river and the next it was down from the Café Du Monde. He didn’t stop moving, filled with a purpose he didn’t understand and therefore was leery of, but he knew he had to catch the scent again.

A small restaurant right on the corner was tucked into the space between two shops. Tables were on an outside balcony on the second story as well as a few on the street and more inside. A waitress laughed softly as she served two women what appeared to be strawberry lemonade and some fluffy pastry. The waitress was small and slight. Her hair was pulled back away from her face, hidden under a rolled handkerchief. Her accent was very Cajun, as if she’d been born on the bayou and stayed there growing up. Soft. Sexy. A slow drawl that crawled inside a man and wrapped itself tight until he couldn’t ever forget that sound.

More, for him, it was the elusive scent he couldn’t quite name. She smelled—delicious. Sexy. Everything her voice promised. He didn’t know how to saunter. To be casual. He didn’t date. He didn’t show interest in women. What was the use when he was a soldier? He was gone on a moment’s notice, and his woman would never know where he was. Still, knowing that, his feet refused to move and he simply stood there, inhaling her, taking the scent of her deep. It wasn’t as if she was strikingly beautiful. She was . . . nondescript. Hard to describe other than she was small. He couldn’t take his eyes off of her. The more he took her in, the more he saw of her. Why hadn’t he noticed her bone structure? It was amazing and her skin flawless. Like silk or satin. More, her skin appeared dew fresh, as if the morning mist had enveloped her and left her skin looking like the petals of Nonny’s exotic flowers.

The rolled handkerchief covered most of her hair, but the sun struck her at an angle and he could see the shine, gloriously blond, so pale it appeared to be like the finest vintage of a fine white wine. He instantly had the need to touch her skin, to bury his fingers in that thick mass of hair peeking out beneath the triangle of cloth. When he found he’d taken a step toward her, he forced himself to halt, his hands curling into two tight fists against his thigh.

Posted by arrangement with Berkley, a member of Penguin Group (USA) LLC, A Penguin Random House Company. Copyright © Christine Feehan, 2017.

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About the Author


I write every day and have done so since I was old enough to pick up a pen. (I spent a lot of time getting in trouble at school for writing instead of doing the things I was supposed to do.) Once I create my characters, I try very hard to have them react to situations as they really would. Sometimes I have preconceived ideas of what I would like them to do, but they don’t mind me, because it would be out of character for them. They take on a life of their own. Sometimes when I throw difficult situations at them in the hopes I’ll get a certain reaction and they don’t do what I want, I complain bitterly to my husband and he laughs at me. Still, it is important to me to have them be real, not perfect people, so they make mistakes we lesser mortals might make.

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Release Day Blitz: The White Ribbon Collection Anthology

Posted November 29, 2016 by Rowena in Promotions | 1 Comment


The White Ribbon Collection Anthology Release Blitz.
Release Date: Out Now.
Genre: A Mix Of Romance And Erotica



The White Ribbon Collection Anthology
Release Date: Out Now
Genres: Erotica, Romance

The White Ribbon Collection is now Live on Amazon. This anthology is in support of Rape Crisis, a nationwide charity in the UK who provide specialist, independent and confidential services for women and girls of all ages who have experienced any form of sexual violence at any time in their lives. This charity does an amazing job and helps thousands of victims each year, hopefully with this anthology we can provide them with a little support. All proceeds of this anthology will be going towards the charity and we thank each and every one of you for helping us get the word out by taking part in this cover reveal.

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About This Book and The Authors

Tessa Valis

For His Daughter

Mason Chalmer is just finding his feet after the death of his wife. His time is spent working night jobs and looking after his daughter. Life regains a familiar rhythm until one night he meets someone who changes everything. Will he be able to find his footing again or fall completely?

Meet Tessa:

Tess Valis is a 34 year old mother of two who lives in the North East of Scotland.

She’s had a lifelong love of books which focused mostly around sci-fi and horror until fairly recently when she discovered the romance genre.

Combining her love for all things paranormal, which stems from a roleplaying hobby, and romance she is writing a series of books centred on these creatures and their world.

When not reading or writing Tessa is usually found doing one of a few thing: playing with her kids, being a domesticated Goddess (haha!) or sleeping, which is her favourite pastime.

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Amazon Page: http://amzn.to/2eflG9e

Julian Napier

Become Corrupted

Every story has a beginning…

…Before the events of Corrupted Hearts Jessica Kirby was a freshman at the University of Chicago.

Her life wasn’t simple and despite her potential she had no intention of settling in and studying like her “sister” Louise.

Instead Jessica was out to make an impression, one that the guys around her would never forget.

Meet Julian:

Julian Napier is the twisted side of sexy.

An author who will push boundaries in more ways than you can imagine through stories that will drag you to the depths of darkness.

After years of fascination with the strange, the bizarre and the macabre Julian has decided to put his over active imagination to good use and produce sinister stories and twisted tales for whoever is willing to read them.

For all the latest information feel free to follow him here: https://www.facebook.com/JulianNapierAuthor/

Jade Whitfield

Happily Forever After

They walked through the fires of hell to get their Happily Ever After before riding off in to the sunset from a field of Phlox. But with friends like theirs and chaos all around, forever isn’t going to be easy. Follow Noah and Liv as they take the next step after their walk down the aisle. Forever isn’t the end. It’s just the beginning.

Meet Jade:

As a passionate reader and writer, Jade Whitfield loves nothing more than a good cup of coffee and a sweet romance. A fan of ‘Happily Ever After’, she believes that everyone should find their own forever love and is committed to telling stories to inspire that.

Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/jadewhitfieldwrites/
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Leaona Luxx

Leave The Light On

With the hustle and bustle of the holiday season in full swing, the Rape Crisis Charity Event, hosted by One and Lea Woods, isn’t the only thing that draws attention. As the communities’ elite arrive for the annual fundraiser, we visit old friends and meet a few new ones.

Hardy and Thayer, Chord, Elise and Cal are all present to support the cause so near to their family. One’s co-worker, Brannon and Lea’s best friend, Elli Jo. Even One’s best friend, Lachlan makes an appearance. The attendance of a Pennington proves to be entertaining, as Walker’s younger brother, Riley attends.

Hook ups and old flames add the fireworks for the evening, as the auction begins. Dark corners serve as hot spots as darker secrets threaten to come to light. Brannon learns that lost love isn’t hard to find. Lachlan learns he’s about to lose his company and why. Elli Jo makes a new sale, one that includes her. And Riley meets his nemesis once again. All the while, The Woods and The Hamilton family see their future altered.

Who will survive the night? Who will survive their secrets? Who will end up pinned against the wall? Come to The Cove by way of Highway 17.

Cherry Grove and Still Creek of The Cove series. Wild Dunes of Highway 17 series.

Meet Leaona:

Leaona, also known as Lea, lives with her husband, cat and two dogs. She was born and raised in WV by her parents whom she adores before attending Marshall University.

A small business owner and mother of three boys, she enjoys spending time with her family, Carolina Panthers and Marshall University Football, reading, writing, gardening, crafts, NASCAR, TWD, hot rods, and surf fishing.

Leaona was inspired to write while she raised her family, never dreaming one day, she would be published. While loving all genres of books, Lea writes contemporary romance stories that are not your everyday love stories. Gritty and true to life, she draws from her life and loves to create her characters.

Leaona’s debut novel released June 22, 2016. Cherry Grove is the first in The Cove Series. Her follow up in the series, Still Creek, released on October 10, 2016.

She’s your everyday girl and lives to connect with her fans via social media. Leaona also doesn’t mind dishing about her favorite authors and their books. Beach, life, and love.

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Karen Raines

All For You

“What did you think was gonna happen Erika? Huh? You think you can just walk back in here like the last 5 years didn’t happen? You left me without a damn word – no text, no note… nothing. You broke my heart. What makes you think there is anything you could say that I want to hear?”

He’s glaring at me with those piercing blue eyes, his words laced with venom and hurt… and all I can think is that he’s standing right in front of me – finally!

Walking away from Jake Harrall was the hardest decision I ever made. It broke my heart just as much as his. But I stand by my choice. He was my best friend, my confidante, my lover… my soon to be husband. I would have done anything and everything for him.

So when my step father faced me with a cruel ultimatum, I did the only thing I could… I left Jake to save him.

But now I’m back, determined to win his heart and take my place by his side. He needs to know I won’t leave him again, I won’t lose my chance for the one thing I’ve been fighting for all these years.

He needs to hear my words and know they are true… “It was all for you.”

Meet Karen:

Karen has been a self confessed book addict for as long as she can remember. She has always been a fan of multi genres, but her love of romance has taken centre stage in the last couple of years. Karen’s idols are too many to count these days with all the fantastic authors on the scene. When she’s not writing, she’s trying to keep up with her three wild children and trading smack talk with her awesome husband (she always wins though!).

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Email: authorkarenraines@gmail.com

J.P. Uvalle

Catching Waves

Sometimes in the Waves of Chance We Find Our True Destination

EVE ELEKTRA, an exhausted, overworked Pop singer, breaks away from the high demands of the music business and an abusive manager turned boyfriend. She travels solo to Hawaii in search of much needed rest and relaxation, in hopes of a new way to live her life.

KAIKO BARRA, a Samoan surfer, has dreams of becoming a world renowned sous chef. When he crosses paths with Eve, waves aren’t the only thing he’s catching. His instant attraction brings forth his urge to tempt their fates.

But things aren’t always what they seem…

Will their attraction be nothing more than a test or will they take a chance and ride the wave leading them to plunge into the deep?

Meet J.P. Uvalle:

J.P. Uvalle is a beautifully twisted soul who has a passion for writing paranormal romance and has the divine ability to make the unbelievable, believable. She was born and raised in Colorado Springs, went to Bel-Rea Institute of Animal Technology and graduated with an Addociate’s degree in Applied Science and Technology. JP works part-time as an ICU technician in Highlands Ranch, Colorado at an emergency/specialty hospital.

Aside from being a technician and a writer, she runs two businesses in her spare time ~ Beautifully Publishing, and Mary Kay. On top of that, she also contributes her time to the Beneath the Ashes Blog as a Promotions Manager.

When she’s not saving lives, coming up with her next plot twist or making women feel pretty & pampered, she’s spending time with family and friends.

Facebook Page: https://m.facebook.com/J.P.Uvalle
Twitter: https://twitter.com/Soul4Writer
Instagram: j.p.uvalle
Website: www.jpuvalle.com
Email: beautifullytwisted@jpuvalle.com

Ashlei Hawley

In My Year Of Dying

Jessamine Hollander should be having the best year of her life. In two months, she’ll be married. In a year, who knows? One thing is certain, though: she’ll be happy. While out of town for her uncle’s funeral, Jessamine gets a text that collapses her entire life. Her engagement is over. Shortly after, she receives a diagnosis that further destroys her future. Jessamine’s best friend, Stellan, is there to help in what he’s afraid is the last year he’ll spend with a woman he’s never confessed his love to. When she asks him to spend the year pretending to be her fiancé and marry her on the one year anniversary of her diagnosis, he can’t say no. Maybe after all the time they’ve spent as friends, a terminal diagnosis and fake engagement will allow him to show her the real love he’s had for her all along.

Meet Ashlei:

Ashlei Hawley is a writer of paranormal, erotic, and horror novels. She is the author of All Purpose Exorcisms (book one of the Cameron Connelly series), Seared, Pierced, Scorched, A Whisper In the Dark, and the New Night Novels.

Ashlei lives in close proximity to her amazing family with her son and his father. She awaits the zombie takeover or other apocalyptic event with some excitement; though she feels woefully unprepared for such an occurrence.

Please find Ashlei’s work on Amazon.

She also occasionally posts synopses, ramblings, and short stories to ashleidaylen.wordpress.com

Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/authorashlei
Amazon Page: http://amzn.to/2e4ajSa

K.M. Cox

Snow, Secrets, and Mistletoe Kisses

Getting stuck twelve hundred miles away from her family right before Christmas was the worst thing that could happen to Marisa. Yet there she was, stranded in the middle of a storm, with no end in sight

But thanks to Cameron, Marisa has a warm bed and good food while she waits. That’s not all, though. Marisa is also invited to celebrate Christmas with Cameron’s family.

It could be the perfect solution…if only Marisa’s heart didn’t flutter at the sight of Cameron. And if she didn’t imagine what his lips felt like on hers.

Marisa can’t fall for Cameron; it’s too dangerous. But she can’t stop herself either.

Throw in the magic of Christmas and anything could happen.

Meet K.M. Cox:

K.M. Cox is a survivor. At the tender age of two days old, she had her first of 28 surgeries. For her whole life she has turned to writing to get her through the tough times and celebrate the good times. K.M. Cox has come into her own while writing New Adult mash-up fiction. She uses her real life situations and turns them into stories for others to enjoy. She has published one novel and three novellas. She in the process of publishing the fourth novella in her Le Petit Mort series. K.M. Cox is also working on another novel and a few short stories. She has also started a blog about living with a chronic condition called But You Look So Normal.

Amazon Page: http://amzn.to/2dZLtC4
Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/kmcoxauthor/?fref=ts&__mref=message
Twitter: https://twitter.com/onepetitemiss
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/onepetitemiss/
Pinterest: www.pintrest.com/onepetitemiss
Blog: https://butyoulooksonormal.wordpress.com/

Cassie-Ann L Miller

Dirty, Little Proposition

He proposed!

Okay, that statement may be a bit misleading. My best friend’s handsome, charming brother didn’t really propose marriage to me. It was more of a proposition than a proposal, actually.

Y’see, Prescott needs to close a business deal for his law firm and to do that, he needs a fiancee. That’s how I got dragged into this mess.

I should just say ‘no’, but he isn’t the only one in need of a favor. He promises that he can help me land the internship I need to launch my career.

So, I made a deal with the tall, broad-shouldered devil in the custom-tailored suit, and now I’m wearing this enormous rock on my finger.

But, it’s strictly business…until he looks at me with those bedroom eyes and he flashes me that panty-melting smile.

What the hell have I gotten myself into?

Meet Cassie:

Cassie-Ann L. Miller writes steamy contemporary romance with a dash of angst and a sprinkle of humor. And if her toddler weren’t rebelling against his bedtime right this minute, she’d write her author bio, too.

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/Author-Cassie-Ann-L-Miller-213742385634989/
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/cassieann_l_miller/
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Amazon Page: http://amzn.to/2e6mmkL

Stacey Broadbent

Never Judge A Book


When I pictured my future, I never imagined I would be pregnant and on my own, but this is my reality. I had my baby to think about, and being with a lying, cheating man-child suddenly didn’t hold as much appeal.

Turning back to the one thing that has always grounded me, I immersed myself in books; the local library, my playground. That’s where I met him.


I’ve spent my life trying to be the perfect child and stay out of trouble. People only see what they want to, though. The Frost Brothers are no good.

I’ve done my time, and now I’m trying to get on with my life. It wasn’t my intention to fall for someone, let alone a girl who clearly belonged to someone else. She didn’t look at me like everyone else did. But could she really fall for a guy like me?

Meet Stacey:

Stacey lives in Ashburton, New Zealand, with her husband and three beautiful children. She is a qualified proof-reader, self-published author, foodie and self-confessed book-a-holic! Stacey likes to mix things up a bit, writing in a variety of different genres. From comedic novellas to zombie thrillers, she has something for everyone to enjoy. When she isn’t busy writing, Stacey enjoys spending time with family and friends, and experimenting in the kitchen for her food blog: Calamity Jayne, my hit and miss journey as a foodie.

Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/StaceyBroadbentAuthor#
Website: www.staceybroadbent.weebly.com
Twitter: https://twitter.com/BStayc
Amazon Page: http://amzn.to/2esfrhb

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