Tuesday, September 20, 2016

Pre-Order Alert ! Ready For Flynn, Part 3 - A Rockstar Romance: Ready For Flynn Series - #KLShandwick


Ready For Flynn,Part 3
A Rockstar Romance: Ready For Flynn Series - #KLShandwick 

 Life had never been easy for Rock God, Flynn Docherty. At a tender age, he'd locked down past personal tragedy, hurt, and pain to make his life bearable when most would have crumbled from what he witnessed. When Valerie Darsin entered into his life their instant attraction later grew into the kind of love that most of us can only dream about, after she'd survived her own traumatic event.
In many ways, they were two hearts that beat as one sharing a love so profound and rare they were destined to be together. Can two damaged people with tragic pasts really be what each other needs?
Unlucky in love, Valerie's trust issues are never far from the surface and with her past full of hurt, and a man like Flynn, can Valerie ever truly accept how he feels? Driven in business Valerie is a ball-breaker but less confident in affairs of the heart. Do values like trust, honesty, love, and commitment really survive in a world where a rock star has millions of followers who are willing to do literally anything for their idol?

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Thursday, September 15, 2016

Spotlight: The Hotter The Love (Hot Model Mine) by Lea Bronsen @evernightpublishing @LeaBronsen #newrelease


  After sexy cover model Yushka proposed, life is more turbulent than ever for erotic romance author Andrea. He is expecting a baby with his ex-girlfriend, who says she doesn’t want to keep it. How will Andrea's sons take upcoming life changes? To make things more complicated, her ex goes to great lengths to coax her back, and one of her sons' girlfriend is a tad too interested in Andrea's young and very handsome fiancĂ©... On the writing front, Andrea anxiously awaits news on her latest manuscript submission, and she has to decide whether to accept her publisher's offer to model in a sexy photo shoot—the same kind she and Yushka did in Cannes—in the hopes of making a new "Cover Photo of the Year". Considering the erotic poses the previous photographer demanded, can Andrea model with another guy other than Yushka?  



We enter a hall so big the tiniest sound echoes. It’s quite humbling. I shrink in my clothes and barely dare to breathe. Dark wood furniture towers over us, with a mix of contradictory smells—orchid-scented sanitizer and old dust—filling the space. Shoes clamping on a hardwood floor, we follow the tall, silver-haired man into a living room with exquisite furniture, gold-framed mirrors, and classic paintings on the walls. Heavy velvet curtains adorn the windows, and an impressive floor-to-ceiling library on one side has to contain literary curiosities from every part of the world. Marveling, I study each magnificent object. The man stops and glares across the room, his facial expression clearly one of annoyance. What an oppressive atmosphere. Yushka stands beside him and stares in the same direction. I follow their gaze. A young and strikingly beautiful woman is half-seated on a green velvet couch with her legs folded underneath her. Dark doe eyes and pink lips stand out in a pale, oval face. A waterfall of rich, glowing auburn-colored hair contrasts with her white dress. She looks cast in a scene from the Russian classic Doctor Zhivago. Beneath full breasts, a pregnant belly protrudes, far too round and big for her frail frame. Jekaterina? My chest tightens. The more I look at her, the more her beauty takes my breath away. She’s the woman Yushka was in love with last year. The one he slept with and impregnated. Her gaze is riveted on him, the recognition and warmth fiery. I shoot him a glance. His features are tight, as if he’s trying to hide his reaction, but he doesn’t take his gaze off her. This is exactly what I feared. They’ve had feelings for each other. Maybe meeting now will revive them. He has fallen for her once, so why would he not fall for her again? I feel bad, nauseous, want to get out of here. But she’s carrying the baby girl I’m going to call mine very soon. I need to overcome my unease. Hopefully, once the formalities are done, this is the only time we’ll have to meet. She tells him a few words in Russian, her voice the cooing of a turtledove. Yushka replies calmly, but his throat sounds choked. He grabs my hand, palm sweaty, and leads me to a sofa opposite hers. His discomfort is more than clear in his features. He tears his gaze from her and searches me, his expression vibrating with an intensity I seldom see. It hits me—he’s afraid. I squeeze his hand. “Is everything okay?” “Yes,” he replies instantly, but his tension is palpable. My chest tightens to a painful level. What is he so nervous about? From his interaction with Jekaterina, this has nothing to do with the baby. It’s about them, their relationship, and me. Is he afraid he’ll have to choose between us? Goodness, I’m delirious. I sit very still, take small, shallow breaths, and pray for everything to be all right. Then bolt out of this house after the arrangements are resolved. Jekaterina addresses me, her dark pupils glimmering. “You’re very beautiful. Are you a model, too?” I’m as taken aback by her speaking a fluent English as I am by her compliment, and need a few seconds to shake myself. “Um, no, I’m not.” She raises a brow. “That’s funny. I would’ve sworn you were a model. So how did you two meet?” “At an author conference.” Yushka clears his throat. “Andrea writes books, and I’m featured on the cover of her last one.” “Oh, how exciting.” Her lips curve upward. I can’t decide whether it’s a genuine smile or she’s faking it. “Yes,” he continues. “That’s why we … uh … were bound to meet. They had organized a Meet-and-Greet for authors and cover models of their books.” Why does he sound like he’s trying to make an excuse? She flutters her long lashes at me. “What kind of books do you write?” Before I can answer, her father walks over to a cabinet and picks up a bunch of papers. “All right, enough chit-chat.” His voice booms like thunder.  


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About the other books in the series


The Perfect Shoot (book #1) When Andrea Johnson, writing as author Cindy Vega, signed up for a Meet & Greet with the cover model of her latest book, she didn’t expect sparks to fly. Yushka is dangerously good-looking and too young for her. But their connection is instantaneous, and during a photo shoot with the two, the photographer picks up on their growing attraction. Seeing the potential for THE cover photo of the century, he decides to push their comfort limits… Get The Perfect Shoot at http://www.evernightpublishing.com/the-perfect-shoot-by-lea-bronsen/    

Mine to Love (book #2) The writing conference in sunny Cannes was fantastical, a dream. Back at home, reality catches up with author Andrea Johnson and the sexy cover model of her book, Yushka. With tough working schedules, challenging family relations, and seductive temptation from all sides, the couple’s explosive romance is put to the test. Will their love be strong enough to have a future? Get Mine to Love at http://www.evernightpublishing.com/mine-to-love-by-lea-bronsen/  

About the author

Lea Bronsen I like my reads hot, fast, and edgy, and strive to give my own stories the same intensity. After venturing into dirty inner-city crime drama with my debut novel Wild Hearted, I divide my writing time between psychological thriller, suspense romance, and erotic dark/contemporary romance. I love to hear from my readers! Write to leabronsen@yahoo.com or meet me on: Website / Lea's Crazy Nights Blog / Facebook profile / Facebook page / Twitter / Amazon   

Wednesday, September 14, 2016

Spotlight: ALPHA BETA OMEGA: A Shifter Box Set @SizzlingPR #HOTNEWRELEASE @bloggerbees

Alpha Beta Omega: A Shifter Box Set 
 Releases September 13, 2016
Buy it at the lows price of $0.99 before it goes off sale!

Ten sizzling shifter stories from today’s hottest, bestselling authors.
Healer’s Fate by Beth Caudill
Bearly Smitten by Misha Carver
Breaking the Bond by Xandra James
Feral – A Many Lives Story by Laxmi Hariharan
The Beta’s Mate by Bethany Shaw
Night Falls by Nicole Morgan
The Scarlett Legacy by K.N. Lee
Wounds to Bear by Lily Marie
A Tiger’s Claim by Lia Davis
Tiger Time by Marissa Dobson

Tuesday, September 13, 2016

#Spotlight FOUR by Archer Kay Leah #SizzlingPR @archerkayleah @SizzlingPR

Archer Kay Leah

Series: The Republic (#2)
Genre: Fantasy romance, M/M romance
Release Date: September 7, 2016
Publisher: Less Than Three Press


On the outside, Mayr seems to have it all: a successful career as Head of the Guard for a prominent politician, family and friends who adore him, and the attention of beautiful women. But appearances are a good way to bury secrets, including the fact that while Mayr is a romantic at heart, searching for the one person to share his life with, his lovers keep leaving him.

When his last girlfriend takes him back and suggests an intimate night with Tash, one of her lovers, Mayr reluctantly agrees. The last thing he expects is to fall hard for Tash, who is nothing like Mayr's previous lovers—and about to undertake the Uldana Trials. If Tash fails, he'll likely die. If he succeeds, he must give up Mayr, and become the latest to leave Mayr standing alone with a broken heart.

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He waited, not sure what to expect as an answer.
Tash played with the chain of his talon ring. "I really did have your interests at heart," he said quietly. "And since we're being honest: I didn't come tonight just to be a priest. I was hoping to see you. I'd thought of visiting again, but worried it was too soon—that you wouldn't want to see my face again. I was afraid you wouldn't trust me or listen to anything I had to say."
Don't we make the pair? Mayr studied Tash's face, tempted to brush Tash's hair over his shoulder to see him better. Maybe there was a chance for them yet.
"One thing you said still confuses me," Mayr admitted. "What did you mean when you said this wasn't part of your plan?"
"It's a priesthood thing. I'm going through for the next level soon, though it's not yet set. I have to do some things before then and complete certain tasks. Prove my worth and how serious I am about committing to it." Tash smiled sadly at Mayr. "That's why I was with Sarene. I was having fun before I have to go through all of that. She offered something that wasn't attachment, just pleasure. Since being an Uldana restricts me from intimacy, I thought it wouldn't hurt."
Tash shook his head. "But I hurt you, and that's not right." He laid one hesitant hand on Mayr's. "I truly am sorry for everything. Sarene made it sound like you were fully into it. Meanwhile, I had the distinct impression you were serious about her even though she was playing you. She's inept and too blind to fully comprehend what she had."
Mayr threw blades of grass toward the hill. "You don't need to apologize. You told me I could get out and I didn't. I'm glad I stayed."
And now for the moment of debilitating truth. "You asked how I was taking it, what we did, and I didn't answer. Because I couldn't." Mayr sucked in a deep breath. "I didn't know how to answer you, but I've been working it out. I've had a lot of time to figure out my exact reply."
Rising to his knees, Mayr ignored his doubts. Before he lost his courage, he pressed his lips to Tash's, tugging gently on Tash's bottom lip before offering his mouth fully. It felt right. Good. He should have done it before.
Tonight, he would not shy away. His fear of rejection would have to wait.
As Tash gripped his arm and pulled him closer, Mayr's fears dissipated. When Tash's tongue entered Mayr's mouth, tasting and teasing, it sparked deep emotions Mayr had missed. Sincere desire, transcending the relationships he had accepted as all he could have.
Slowly, Mayr broke the kiss, satisfied with Tash's ardent gaze. "Did I tell you that I'm really, really happy you're here?"
Without waiting for Tash's answer, Mayr kissed him hard, wishing Tash could feel what he did. He felt lit up, more than he had in a long time. The relationship with Sarene had become a chore. And before her, it wasn't any different. I felt the same for the other women as I did her. Just going through the motions, telling myself they could be someone I could stay with for the rest of my life so I wouldn't be alone. Convinced they would stay and he would be happy, he had given them everything.
All of it had been foolish desperation.
But Tash offered the things missing from most of Mayr's relationships. Joyful intoxication derived from emotion alone. Breathtaking inspiration that made everything else in his life seem lacklustre. The restored hope that someone could consider him enough. Whenever Tash asked about him, his concern sounded genuine. In the smallest action, there was more care and respect than any of Mayr's girlfriends had shown him. The idea of being with Tash was both thrilling and terrifying, but deep down in his tainted core, he needed it.
"I'm hoping that answers your question," Mayr murmured. "Otherwise, it's going to take me a while to convince you, and I still have things to do tonight."
Tash leaned his forehead against Mayr's. "No, you've made it clear. I won't ask again."
"Then I've got a question for you."
"If I said I wanted to see where this could go, what would you say?"
Lips traveled up Mayr's jaw and kissed a path to his brow. Arms encircled his waist, holding him upright against Tash's side. "Yes," Tash whispered against his temple.
The breathy reply wreaked havoc on Mayr's body. A shiver shot through him from the back of his neck to his feet. To feel Tash's interest was one thing; hearing it was another. They were worth every night he had agonized over an apology.
"I have to get back to the feast." Mayr tilted his head. "Do you have a curfew? Do the other priests lock you up if you come home late?"
Tash chuckled. "No. That's only for the Metahs. I'm free to do as I please. Why?"
"If you stay, we could spend time together after the feast is over. Maybe finally get around to knowing each other better?"
"Considering I came here mostly for you… there's no place I'd rather be."
"Also known as yes."
And with one word, hope trounced Mayr's fear into submission.


About the Author

Archer Kay Leah was raised in Ontario, Canada, growing up in a port town at a time when it was starting to become more diverse, both visibly and vocally. Combined with the variety of interests found in Archer's family and the never-ending need to be creative, it has been this diversity that has inspired Archer's love of toying with characters and their relationships, exploring new experiences and crazy situations.
Archer started writing stories at age six and became "that kid" with their nose in the books and a pen in their hand, pursuing the challenges of writing novels at age thirteen and conquering the dread of poetry at fifteen. Archer most enjoys writing speculative fiction and is engaged in a very particular love affair with fantasy, especially when it is dark and emotionally charged.
When not reading and writing for work or play, Archer is a geek who has too many hobbies, keeping busy with other creative endeavors, a music addiction, and whatever else comes along, especially if it is in technological form. Archer lives in London, Ontario with a same-sex partner and their cat.

Friday, September 9, 2016

It's All About the Book with Barbara Valentin and FLIGHT RISK @spinninginburbs #amazongiveaway

It’s All About the Book…

 Please tell us about your current or upcoming release.
Flight Risk – book #4 in my Assignment: Romance series
Blurb:  When Aubrey Thomas, a phobic travel writer, must chose between jumping to what she considerers certain death from a skydiving static line or sinking even deeper into debt in the unemployment line, she scrambles to find someone-anyone!-who can help her overcome her debilitating fear of heights. Enter John Trelawney, a charming window washer who thinks nothing of dangling by a cable fifty stories up and claims he can cure her. Everything about John makes Aubrey nervous... including the way her heart kicks into overdrive whenever he's around. But, at the end of her rope, she takes him up on his offer. Can he really help her get over her fear of heights? Or will Aubrey find herself free falling...possibly even in love with him?

What is this book’s genre?   Romantic Comedy (Contemporary)
 Is this the genre you usually write in?  Yes  
Are there any genre’s you haven’t written that you’d like to try? No

What inspired you to write this book?
I work in downtown Chicago. While strolling down State Street on my lunch hour last summer, I skirted around some scaffolding and got doused with a bit of icky, sudsy water from a window washer's bucket. Later that same week, window washers were stationed at my building…some mighty hunky window washers. Afraid of heights as I am, I was careful to not get too close to the window, but still…a story was born. 

How did you pick its title?  Did it come first or did you have to write the story first?

Once I had the basic plot, the title sprang to mind and stuck. The rest of the story followed.

 How did you create your characters?  Did you use any real life people in their making?
John made his first appearance in False Start (book #1). While he played a small (but important) role in that story, I didn’t share many details about him. Aubrey’s first appearance came in Key Change (book #3). The more I developed her character even for those brief scenes, the more I knew I needed to somehow get her paired off with John. As I write, I need to have a face or persona that helps me envision the characters. For John, I picked Jake McDorman. For Aubrey, I pictured a young Tea Leoni.

Who is your favorite character of this book and why?
It’s so hard to pick! I love that both Aubrey and John have to step way outside of their comfort zones to get what they want which ultimately leads them to each other. 

What is your favorite part of this book?  Can you share an excerpt from that part?
One of my favorite parts is their first encounter in a crowded coffee shop. Aubrey is trying relate a harrowing experience with a zip line and starts to pass out. John, standing in line behind her walks her to a chair where he’s able to calm her in a way no one else can.
          The interior of Chez Doug's started to spin.
          Closing her eyes, Aubrey leaned back against something solid.
          "I gotcha." That voice came from behind her.
          With two hands gripping her upper arms, she let herself be walked to a nearby chair where the guy dropped to one knee right in front of her. Taking her hands in his, he said in a low, hypnotic voice, "Look at me. Look into my eyes."
          Struggling to take a full breath, she yanked her hands from his and glared into his eyes—his rich, caramel-colored eyes.
          And after a full minute had passed, she started to feel nothing short of fine. Absolutely calm and fine.
          Morphing her glare into a scowl, she breathed, "How did you do that?"
          At that, his teasing smirk returned. "You're not afraid of heights."
          Her defenses on high alert, she shot back, "Oh yes I am," well aware that she sounded like a fifth grader picking a fight on the playground.
          With a quick shake of his head and that same teasing smile, he murmured, "You're just afraid of falling."
          Her face fell into a frown. "Oh."
          The thought had never occurred to her, but now that she thought about it, it made perfect sense, especially after seeing her husband fall headfirst to his death not a year before. Eager to erase that disturbing image from her mind, she pulled her eyes back to his.
          As if reading her mind, he said, "And I can totally help you get over that."
          Ah, here we go.
          "Yeah, I'll be you can," Aubrey chortled. "Excuse me. I have to go." She attempted to stand, but he sprang up first.
          "Easy does it." Taking her clammy hand in his, John pulled her to a standing position. "You sure you're OK?"
          His concern was starting to unravel her defenses, making it that much more difficult to keep her scowl on.
          When she nodded, he reached into his back pocket and produced a pen. "Here. Just gimme a second."
          Watching as he gave his pen a click, she was surprised to see him uncurl her hand and start writing something on her open palm.
          It tickled like hell. Her scowl abandoning her, she pressed her lips together to suppress a giggle.
          But the ink wouldn't stick. Her skin was still too damp.
          Which might explain what he did next.
          Aubrey watched, mesmerized, as he held her open palm to his mouth and blew on it.
          While part of her brain knew he was just trying to dry her skin, when he locked his eyes on hers, the rest of her was all in for him doing more of the same on the rest of her clammy self.
          Feeling the tip of his pen press against her skin with just enough force to leave a mark but not inflict any pain, a delicious warmth pulsed through her.
          When he was done, he released her hand and looked right at her. "I've got to get to work. Give me a call sometime."

What was the hardest part of this book to write? Can you share an excerpt from that part?
A lot happens to Aubrey within the first 24 hours after meeting John. She’s on a tight deadline to get over her debilitating fear of heights and find a “plus one” for a wedding she’s standing up in. As a result, she quickly finds herself torn between Malcolm, a handsome, well-off accounting executive whom she has already asked to the wedding and a really hot nobody (John) who offered to help her get over her fear of heights. The hardest part was making it all feel genuine and plausible. Here’s a little snippet:
          "How are you on boats?" John asked as they walked along the embankment.
          "I'll have you know I've cruised down the Amazon, Yangtze, and Congo Rivers. I even rode on a fishing trawler in the North Atlantic with a bunch of tourists on a marine biology expedition. During a squall, too."
          John stopped and turned to her. "Would you please stop doing that?"
"Listing your credentials. I already know you're brave. You're the one who seems to have a hard time believing it."

          All she could do was stand there and wonder how it was that this guy who she had met a little more than twenty-four hours before just told her, in essence, the exact same thing her childhood BFF told her over too many margaritas.
          Pulling herself up, she drew in a breath and replied, "I'm fine on boats, why?"
          By way of an answer, he waved in the direction of a school-bus-yellow boat docked along the river embankment and said, "The quickest way to get where we're going."
          After purchasing a pair of tickets, John handed her one. "Ladies first."

          Aubrey made her way to the stairs and started climbing to the upper deck. When John had caught up and slipped into the seat facing her, he teased, "This isn't too high?
          Aubrey was busy coming up with a smarmy comeback when she saw him suddenly grab his phone from his back pocket. Leaning forward with his elbows on his thighs, he frowned at it, studying what she assumed was a text he had just received and then started texting back as if his life depended on it.
          As he did, her eyes riveted on his hair, the style of which looked like a grown-out version of a bad five-dollar cut. And it was a complete mess.
          Overcome with the urge to sink her fingers into it, she was surprised when he looked up.


          "No," she croaked.
 Forcing herself to swallow, she turned her attention to the high-rises flanking the embankment as the water taxi bobbed west. Just before ducking under the Michigan Avenue Bridge, it stopped to take on more passengers. Soon they were surrounded by a group of badly behaved kids and their oblivious parents.
          The boat revved its engine and began edging west under the bridge. With Malcolm's high-rise soaring over them to her left, she wondered what he was doing at that very minute.
          Probably working out or maybe reading some poetry or helping an elderly neighbor with their grocery shopping.
          It never occurred to her that he might be doing something mundane like cleaning his toilet, flossing his teeth, or taking out his garbage.
          She was busy trying to picture herself standing on the other side of Malcolm's window, watching water taxis ferry passengers under the Michigan Avenue bridge, when she heard a voice ask, "So what happened?"
          It wasn't until she felt something nudge her foot that she realized it was John.
          "I'm sorry. What?"
He was sitting with his legs stretched out on either side of hers with his arms, his chiseled, tanned, mouth-watering arms, folded across his chest.
          Down girl.
          “Have you always been afraid of heights?”

 Did you have any special rhythm or quirks while writing this?
This was the first book I didn’t completely plot out first. I let this one guide me which was both terrifying and really fun!

 Is this a stand-alone book or is it part of a series?  If so, we want to hear about it and what’s next in the series.  If not a series, what comes next to be released?
It is book #4 in my series, but enough detail is provided to make it a standalone. Feedback so far is that the story seems richer 
story if you’ve read books 1 – 3 first.


Flight Risk
An Assignment:  Romance Novel, Book 4

Barbara Valentin
Romantic Comedy / Chick Lit

When Aubrey Thomas, a phobic travel writer, must choose between jumping to what she considerers certain death from a skydiving static line or sinking even deeper into debt in the unemployment line, she scrambles to find someone—anyone!—who can help her overcome her debilitating fear of heights. Enter John Trelawney, a charming window washer who thinks nothing of dangling by a cable fifty stories up and claims he can cure her. Everything about John makes Aubrey nervous... including the way her heart kicks into overdrive whenever he's around. But, at the end of her rope, she takes him up on his offer. Can he really help her get over her fear of heights? Or will Aubrey find herself free falling...possibly even in love with him?

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About our Author:
Author of the bestselling Assignment: Romance series, Barbara was named "Indie Star of 2015" by Publishers Weekly when her first book, False Start, earned a coveted starred review. A member of Romance Writers of America, she looks forward to the day when her to-do list includes "Send Oprah a thank you note" and "Accept Godiva's request to be a taste-tester."

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