Friday, June 29, 2018

Blog Tour for Why Not Me by Ashley Erin



Today Ashley Erin is stopping by to share her contemporary romance, WHY NOT ME. Check out this fantastic new release and grab your copy today!



Title: Why Not Me

Author: Ashley Erin

Genre: Contemporary Romance

About Why Not Me

He didn’t choose me, and now he wants his second chance.

Allie Vincent has a good life. All of her boxes are checked off.
Sweet boyfriend? Check.
Awesome job? Check.
Great friends? Check.
Life is going according to plan. That is until the man who broke her heart seven years ago comes crashing back into her life.

Suddenly those checked boxes no longer seem important.
Her once neat life is now in turmoil as she’s caught between a past love and a current one.
A choice between two men.
One is her best friend and partner for the past six years.
The other makes her heart race, but he left her shattered.
One is safe, secure.
The other is a risk she doesn’t know if she’s willing to take . . . again.


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Excerpt

Allie

Circling my hips, I spin in a circle as Dawn and I dance together. We’re out celebrating Dawn’s new job and the fact I aced my marketing exam. Lifting my arms above my head, I give a little shimmy, jumping when I feel my phone vibrate in the back pocket of my jeans.

Without missing a beat, I pull it out and smile when I see the name on the screen of my cell, I swipe my finger with an eagerness that hasn’t dissipated in the nine months we’ve been seeing each other. We fell hard and we fell fast, but I’ve never felt so connected with someone.

“Hey, babe, one sec,” I yell over the pounding dance music. It’s so loud, I don’t know if he can hear me, my words probably faint under the vibrating bass. Dawn smiles as I turn, waving at Blake when she glances at me, I hold my phone up and point to the patio. She grins with a wink and goes back to dancing with a giant of a man.

The patio is lit with twinkle lights, random heaters sit next to the picnic tables filling the space providing ambient heat for the rare person brave enough to face the bitter cold. The music sounds through a few speakers along the wall, but it’s turned down to be background noise. Tucking my free hand under my arm, I stand under the heater next to the door.

“Sorry about that. Is everything okay?” It’s unusual for Landon to call when he knows I’m out with my girlfriends. That must mean things didn’t go well with Melissa. “Do you need me to come over, we can cuddle on the couch. I know tonight wasn’t easy for you.”

Snowflakes start to fall around me, the first snow of the year making today one of my favorite days. I love the snow. There’s something enchanting about the first snow. It blankets everything to create a crisp, clean canvas. The air is fresher, and it’s the sign that mother nature is preparing for new growth. I think the only season I love more than winter is summer, when everything is in full bloom. The reward for the months we’ve endured the cold.

The music shifts to something slow. It’s quieter outside, the soft melody over the speaker adding to the magic of the night. I feel free of more than just another exam under my belt. Knowing that we can finally move forward, it makes me tilt my face up into the crisp flakes and smile. Tonight, everything is perfect.

When nothing but silence comes from the other end of the line, I can barely hear his breathing, I check my phone to make sure we didn’t disconnect. “Landon? What’s going on? You’re worrying me.”

“I can’t see you anymore, Allie.” His words are cold and detached, almost as though he’s talking to a stranger, so different from this morning.

I can’t stop the sharp inhalation at his words, the frigid air burning my lungs as I stumble to the nearest picnic table. No one is outside, the cold October night making everyone shy away from spending too much time outdoors—something I’m grateful for as my eyes fill with tears.

“What are you talking about? This morning everything was fine. What about everything you’ve told me, said to me?” My voice cracks as I try to make sense of what’s going on. Why is his tone so disconnected? My voice lowers, filled with such confusion and pain that I can’t recognize it. “I’m so confused.”

“There’s nothing to understand. I’m sorry I let this go on as long as I did, it was a mistake. I guess hindsight is twenty-twenty.” A whooshing in my ears blocks out his voice, the tears I’ve been holding at bay begin to fall as I realize this isn’t some weird, cruel joke. It’s real.

“I see. I guess there’s nothing to say then.” My voice is faint, barely a whisper, my head already filling in the blanks. I knew this was a risk, I was stupid enough to think our connection was strong enough to withstand her. So much so, that I did something I never thought I would do. Ever.

Wrapping my arms around myself, I bite back tears of despair. This is what I get for pushing aside my initial reservations and falling for his pretty words.

“Goodbye, Allie—I’m sorry.” The last words are whispered, a slight crack in the cold façade, but the phone clicks silent and that slight crack means nothing as I’m left sitting on the cold wooden bench in shock.

I slump against the rough edge of the tabletop, it’s sharp corner digging into my spine as I stare mindlessly as the snow slowly builds up on the ground, its beauty now tainted with the quiet breaking of my heart.




About Ashley Erin

Ashley Erin lives in Alberta, Canada where winter and summer compete to take over. She wears flip flops as soon as it’s above freezing, because her hatred of socks outweighs her dislike of snow. Her boyfriend stays with her despite a penchant for adopting rescued cats and dogs without permission. Their two dogs and four cats are spoiled rotten. When Ashley isn’t writing, she is reading or working with horses.

Ashley is a self-published author of contemporary and new adult romance. Follow her on Facebook to keep up with her current and upcoming releases.

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Teaser Blitz for Moore than a Feeling by Julie Richman



Just when you thought there wasn’t any MOORE…

From USA Today bestselling author Julie Richman, comes a companion title to her Needing Moore series, MOORE THAN A FEELING. Releasing on July 27, 2018, don’t miss the amazing teaser below and pre-order your copy today!



About MOORE THAN A FEELING (7/27/18)

"Holly and Aiden broke up? Seriously? No way. Not those two."

Dumped. No, not only dumped. Blindsided and dumped.

I thought that Aiden McManus was my forever, my soulmate, That was until he told me he was still in love with his ex.

I didn't want to believe him. So, I convinced myself that our break-up was because of his upcoming deployment, and not because he didn't love me. Believing that, helped me get through those first months.

But after a while, I realized I just might be lying to myself. And it was time to move on...

So, I moved on. Or tried to move on, anyway. But that didn’t work out so well for me, either. And it practically got me disowned from my family.

After that, I finally started to get my life back together, I had everything back under control… …Or so I thought.

Until I found out Aiden was back

And now he’s everywhere I turn, Still pushing me away, telling me he doesn’t want me.

But every time he calls me Angel or reaches out to touch my cheek, I know what he's not admitting to himself – He still loves me.

And I'm going to prove it to him. 


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About Julie Richman


USA TODAY Bestselling author Julie A. Richman is a native New Yorker living deep in the heart of Texas, home to great music, BBQ, and awesome Tex-Mex. An award-winning nature photographer plagued with insatiable wanderlust, Julie spent many years scratching the travel itch while helping non-profit organizations and corporations with their marketing and advertising programs.

Currently, Julie has published Searching for Moore, Moore to Lose, Moore than Forever, Bad Son Rising, Needing Moore:The Complete Series, Henry's End, Slave to Love, The Do-Over and Love on the Edge of Time. She has works included in Pink Shades of Words 2014 & 2015, Tempting Fate Boxed Set, Intense Boxed Set, Intense 2 Boxed Set and the Cocktales Anthology.  

Blog Tour for Billionaire Matchmaker by Sierra Cartwright




Titans
An exclusive private society of the world’s most powerful ambitious gentlemen Sex, Secrets, and Intrigue
Billionaire's Matchmaker

Rich, powerful men don’t intimidate matchmaker Hope Malloy. So when she’s hired to find a bride for billionaire Rafe Sterling, she’s certain the assignment will be easy. Not only is he sexy and a renowned philanthropist, the man is heir to one of the country’s largest hotel fortunes. Who wouldn’t want to marry him?

The last thing Rafe wants is a wife. Too bad it's the one thing he desperately needs. His father ran off with a woman half his age, and Rafe can't become permanent CEO of Sterling Worldwide unless he's married.

When he’s ambushed by the competent matchmaker, he’s captivated by her intelligence and seductive innocence.

All of a sudden, he is thinking about a future and having her under his complete and total command.

Will she run when she discovers his deepest, darkest secrets and shocking, sensual demands?

** Although Billionaire’s Matchmaker is part of the Titans world, this sexy story is a standalone book with a feel-good Happily Ever After **










The air conditioner kicked on. The whispering cool air did nothing to dissipate the heat between Rafe and Hope, his beautiful, but unwanted matchmaker. He slid his hand around to the back of her neck, then feathered his fingers into her hair. “I want to kiss you, Ms. Malloy.”

“Uhm…”

“Ask me to.”

She scowled.

“I won’t have you pretending that you’re not curious. This  room is swimming with your pheromones. Deny it.” She sagged a little against his hand, and he tightened his grip on her hair, as much to offer support as to imprison her. “You’ll remember this moment, fantasize about being mine.”

“No…”

“Invite me to kiss you or tell me to release you. The power is yours. Yield to temptation or leave, wondering if it’s as good as you imagine it will be.”

“This can’t be happening.”

Despite her protest, she didn’t try to escape. “It’s the first time I’ve had any sexual longing for an adversary. Ask me to kiss you,” he repeated instead of arguing. “Be sure to say please.” He loosened his grip, and she leaned toward him, keeping herself hostage. Rafe didn’t smile with triumph.

“Kiss me.”

“There’s nothing I’d enjoy more.” That wasn’t the entire truth. There were a hundred things he’d like to do to her, but he made no move

Her internal standoff lasted longer than he thought it would. Excellent. She had a stubborn streak.

Hope glanced away and sighed. Then she looked at him with clear, confident eyes. “Please kiss me.”

He could drown in her and be happy about it. He captured her chin to hold her steady. On her lips, he tasted the sweetness of her capitulation. “Open your mouth, sweet Hope.”

She did, and he entered her mouth, slower than he would ordinarily, softer than he would if she were his submissive.

Hope responded with hesitation, and he continued on, driving deeper, seeking more. Within seconds, she yielded.

She moaned and raised onto her tiptoes to lean into him. A few seconds beyond that, she wrapped her arms around him. Hope, his adversary, had now become his willing captive.

He released her chin and moved his hand to the middle of her back, then lower to the base of her spine.

Rafe drank in the scent of her femininity. His cock surged, not from ordinary arousal, but from soul-deep recognition. Her eagerness sought the Dom in him. It took all his restraint not to press his palm against her buttocks.

He wasn’t sure how he’d banish this memory of her—strength and suppleness in one heady package.

She offered more until she was panting and desperate, gripping him hard.

Instead of giving in to the driving need to possess her, he distracted himself by tugging on her hair harder. As he’d requested, her eyes were open. So trusting. Did she have any idea how close he was to shredding the veneer of civilization that hung between them to claim her, mark her as his?



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USA Today Best-Selling Author, Winner of the 2015 Best BDSM Book of the year (Bind), 2015 Reader’s Choice Best Erotic Romance (Bind), 2015 Golden Flogger (Crave), 2014 LASR Book of the Year award (In The Den), 2013 Best BDSM Book of the Year award (Over The Line), Golden Flogger Award 2015 nominee for her books Command, Bind, and Brand.

Sierra was born in Manchester, England where she spent her early years traipsing through castles. After living in Denver for a number of years, the internationally acclaimed author now resides in Galveston, Texas. She loves the way history blends with Southern manners (being called “sugar” is an experience unto itself).

She invites you to join her on a sensual journey where the limits are explored and expanded.

Thursday, June 28, 2018

Blog Tour for Behind The Scenes by K.M. Scott and Anina Collins



Book: Behind The Scenes
Series: Project Artemis #3
Authors: K.M. Scott and Anina Collins
Genre: Romantic Suspense


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SYNOPSIS

Alexis Marchand is one of the biggest movie stars in the world, loved by millions of fans around the globe. Her meteoric rise to fame has come with its fair share of heartache, but she’s remained strong, thanks to those closest to her and their unfailing support. Life as a movie star is good.

Until one day a simple letter arrives and turns her world upside down. Now she lives in terror, afraid of that one fan who has taken it too far.

Hunter McKary knows something of movie stars because of his time as a LAPD detective. He thought he left those days behind him, but when he’s sent to find out who’s stalking the beautiful blond actress the world adores, he grudgingly goes to New York, expecting to find a typical spoiled diva like those he met so many times before back in LA.

The woman he finds isn’t anything like he expected, and a job he dreaded becomes something else entirely. But someone out there has different plans for Alexis.


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K.M. Scott writes contemporary romance stories of sexy, intense, and unforgettable love. A New York Times and USA Today bestselling author, she's been in love with romance since reading her first romance novel in junior high (she was a very curious girl!). Under her Gabrielle Bisset name, she write erotic paranormal and historical romance. She lives in Pennsylvania with a herd of animals and when she's not writing can be found reading or feeding her TV addiction.




Anina Collins has always loved a good mystery. From Agatha Christie's Hercule Poirot to Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's famous detective Sherlock Holmes to Dan Brown's intrepid Professor Robert Langdon, she's spent some of her favorite reading times with mystery novels. When she's not writing her favorite mystery couple, she can be found watching entirely too much Supernatural and dreaming about the beach.







Behind The Scenes Excerpt

After pacing until her legs felt like they'd give out, Alexis closed the door behind her and settled into the most comfortable spot in the house—her new office chair. Plush and comfy, it practically swallowed her up in its softness, just what she needed to feel safe again. She still felt trapped in her own home, but at least in that dark blue chair, she could pretend that her life hadn't become a series of tiny rooms connected by dark hallways.

She began reading a script her agent Melanie had told her about weeks ago and had finally been delivered to her the day before she left LA. Titled Haunted By Love, it told the story of a woman who was being haunted by her dead husband, who everyone believed she killed. Alexis had only gotten a third of the way into the story, but she already hated it with a white hot passion.

All the parts she got offered were the same. All the characters felt delicate and frail, like at any moment in the film someone could come up behind them and say boo and they'd crumble into a thousand terrified pieces.

She wanted to play strong women. Kickass women. Characters who could stand on their own and brave whatever the big, bad world threw at them. Instead, the woman she sat reading sounded far too much like herself lately.

Terrorized and afraid to leave her house.

Pitching the script onto the floor, she brought her knees up to her chest and closed her eyes. This was how she'd spend the rest of the day. Curled up in a ball and pretending the world outside didn't exist.

A knock on her office door ruined that plan not five minutes later, though. Why couldn't they just leave her alone?

She leaned back on the arm of the chair and yelled in the direction of the door, "I'm busy. Whatever it is, talk to Lauren!"

As she watched in horror, the door opened against her explicit instructions and Paul walked in with a man Alexis had never seen before. Smiling, her manager showed the man off like he'd just created him in a lab or something.

"Alexis, this is Hunter McKary. He's the man we talked about earlier today. He just arrived, so I wanted to introduce the two of you."

Her gaze traveled from Paul to this Hunter person and then down the full length of his body, from head to toe. Her first impression was he looked like a cop. Or someone who could play a cop in the movies. He had short brown hair a little too much like that ex of hers, but his face had a rugged look she liked in men. This Hunter certainly didn't have a pretty boy appearance so many of her co-stars had lately.

He didn't smile, which unnerved her. There he stood in her home and he couldn't even crack a tiny smile on their introduction? That seemed rude. He was probably one of those stereotypical overly serious bodyguard types she'd never liked.

She did like how that rugged look made him appear tough, so maybe she could tolerate the sour puss thing he had going on. For once, though, she wished the men who came into her life didn't look like stone cut outs of real men.

As that drifted through her mind, her gaze slid down to his body again. He looked hard there too, like he could protect someone. Well, if his job was going to be doing just that for her, he fit the bill.

"Alexis, did you hear me?" Paul asked, tearing her out of her thoughts about Hunter.

She stood up and extended her hand to shake his hand. "It's nice to meet you, Hunter. How long have you been a bodyguard?"

He shook her hand for a moment and then pulled his away abruptly. "I'm not a bodyguard. I spent time as an LAPD detective, and now I work for Project Artemis as a specialist helping people who need protection. A bodyguard is what the world will think I am, but trust me. I'm far more than just a mere bodyguard."

She stood shocked at how terse he'd been. Unnecessarily terse considering she'd been more than polite with him.

Cocky men were top on her list of things she didn't want to deal with in life, so she needed him to understand she wouldn't be treated rudely like that, no matter how much Paul thought of his boss.

"Well, if you're anything like the cops in LA now, I don't see what you could possibly do for me. They haven't been able to find out the identity of my stalker for months, and I've had to move clear across the country because they couldn't do their jobs."

Hunter remained stone-faced as she spoke, and when she finished, he said nothing to her. Not a single word. Instead, he turned toward Paul and said, "I need to know the layout of this whole place. Anywhere someone can get in, I want to know about it."

Then he walked out, leaving her standing there feeling insulted and wondering what made this guy think he could pull that cocky shit on her. How dare he ignore her like that! He worked for her. Who did he think he was?

Paul remained behind, smiling as if things had gone swimmingly. God, did he ever not think everything was just fine?

Pointing at the door Hunter had just walked through when he left so rudely, she asked, "And you think that person is going to be the one who helps me get my life back?"

He looked away and nodded. "Well, he isn't exactly the chattiest guy in the world, but I trust Persephone. If she thinks he can help, I say give him a chance."

"Says the man who promised me that moving cross country to this awful place would solve my problems. I'm guessing this Persephone finds his Cro-Magnon routine perfectly acceptable, but I don't. If you think I'm going to take being treated like that in my own home by some for-hire security guard, you can forget it. Tell him to go find a job at the mall because I'm not having it!"

Alexis sat back down on her comfy chair and folded her arms across her chest as steam practically shot out the top of her head she was so furious at Paul for bringing that man to her home. She wouldn't be treated like some insignificant thing who didn't even deserve an answer by any man, least of all some stranger in her own home.

"Lexi, just listen to me. Give him a chance. I promise you Persephone wouldn't have sent him if she didn't think he could help. Just give him a week. If you don't like him by that time, then he's gone. Promise me you'll give him at least that long, though?"

The look on Paul's face told her he was worried, and he had good reason to be. She'd had enough of men pushing her around for an entire lifetime. She wouldn't be taking this Hunter guy's shit not one more time.

"The problem isn't with me, so you're wasting your breath talking to me, Paul. The problem is with him. He's rude to the person he's supposed to be helping and in her own house, no less. If he can't change his attitude, then he'll have to leave and not after a week. Now. So you have a choice. You can continue to stand here and stare at me with that terrified look in your eyes, or you can go find your friend's guy and explain to him how things go here at Casa Alexis. Whatever you do, shut the door on your way out and tell Lauren I want to see her."

He scurried away, knowing full well she meant every word she'd said. She didn't make hollow threats. Not to men who cheated on her and then thought she'd merely stand idly by when they stepped out with other women, and certainly not about a man she'd just met and already didn't like enough to want him thrown out into the street on his ear.

Reaching down, she picked up the script for Haunted By Love off the floor and flipped to the last page she'd read. After only a few lines, it became apparent trying to focus on anything would be a complete waste of time, so she threw the script across the room in frustration. It knocked over a lamp, which crashed to the floor and smashed into a million pieces.

This day just got better and better.

Her head began to pound from a stress headache as a result of Hunter McKary and his rudeness. She didn't want to play a victim in any more films or in her own life either anymore. Even more, she didn't want to be someone the Hunters of the world thought they could ignore so easily and never pay a price.

She heard a light tap on the door she recognized as Lauren's signature knock and called out, "Come in!"

Her best friend and assistant peeked her head around the door and smiled. "Paul said you wanted to see me?"

Alexis nodded and waved her in. "Yes. I need to see a friendly face after meeting that odious man."

Lauren closed the door and came over to sit down on the floor in front of her. With her usual sweetness, she touched her hand and smiled. "It didn't go so well? He looked very handsome, at least."

Handsome didn't matter if the man had the manners of a pig.

"Nothing special, if you ask me. I've dated much better looking men, so whatever he thinks he's got going on, it isn't much."

"What made him so odious?" Lauren asked innocently.

Alexis opened her mouth to explain what happened, but nothing came out. She was so furious. The man had actually made her speechless.

Finally, she said, "I don't want to talk about it now. Just take my word for it. He won't be here long if he doesn't realize who's the boss here."

"It's your home, Alexis. Paul needs to understand that if you don't want someone in it, they need to go. I think he's forgotten that lately."

She smiled down at Lauren. "Thank you for reminding me. This is why you're irreplaceable, you know that? Everyone else could go away, but as long as I have you to rely on, I know I'll be okay."

"You can rely on me. Always. Never forget that."

Alexis closed her eyes and took a deep breath in. At least she had one person she could trust in the world.