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Blog Tour Kickoff Rocks Through My Window by Jeannie Coco

Sunday, May 18, 2014
Title: Rocks Through My Window
Author: Jeannie Coco
Genre: Woman’s Fiction
Publisher: Merrimack Media
Release Date: Dec 9 2013
Edition/Formats Available In: eBook & Print
Blurb/Synopsis:
Just when you think you’ve reached the finish line of parenting, it advances.

Gigi and Tony Ramadi thought they were done raising two children until their younger child flunked out of Yale.  Denying his demons, their son, Mark, escapes to Europe only to find more. In a story permeated with heartache, a family’s soul is fragmented by a growing chasm between a father and son as a mother desperately struggles to hold everyone together.  Can she save her son?  Can she save herself from her own unresolved issues of control and find healing from within to save her marriage? Written from the heart and with deep passion, Rocks Through My Window brilliantly tells a piercingly relatable story of family polarization and forgiveness, inspiring hope.

Spotlight Blood Prophecy by Barb Jones

Thursday, January 30, 2014
Title: Blood Prophecy Two: Queen's Enemy
Author: Barb Jones
Series: Blood Prophecy (#2)
Genre: Adult Paranormal Romance
Publisher: Self
Release Date:Dec 11 2013
Edition/Formats Available In: eBook & Print
Blurb/Synopsis:

When you are in love with the one you fear and hate the most, it leaves you no options. How can you fight her, protect her, when all it would do is leave you in pieces? Amber and Chloe are pulled deeper in the Prophecy that revealed itself at the moment they became friends. Michael is pulled into different directions. One to love and protect his Queen or to join forces with the Vampire Hunter and kill the Queen before the Blood Prophecy is revealed. His choice along with the birth of the Child from a vampire and witch marks the intensity of the Blood Prophecy. Once the child is born, the path of the prophecy is laid out, and Amber must obey that path. Could she unite the races or destroy them all with the child?

Barb wrote her first paranormal novel when she discovered that it was time to create a new novel that would bring vampires back to their true glory and grace of drinking blood. Since then, her love for vampires spread across witches, werewolves, and zombies, and she likes to think that her storytelling ability has helped redeem the race. After earning her Bachelors’ degree in Political Science at Central Washington University and her Master’s degree in Information Technology with Keller Graduate School, she continues to utilize those skills as an IT Manager. Her true passion is through her writing of various novels including the Blood Prophecy Series, Little Arthur and Merlin the Magnificent Series, Dingy the Dinosaur Series, a new series involving Zombies, and poetry. Though Barb was born and raised in Hawaii, she will always be a Seattle girl at heart. She currently resides in FL with her two biggest fans, her children.

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Cover Reveal Artist's Touch by Kerry Adrienne

Friday, January 24, 2014
Title: Artist’s Touch 
Author: Kerry Adrienne
Series: The Guild 
Genre: M/M Contemporary Erotic Romance 
Publisher: Ellora’s Cave
Release Date: Coming this Spring!!!!
Blurb/Synopsis:  (Character Blurbs)
Every celebrity on the planet dreams of having their portrait done by Kenon Alavi, master painter and confirmed bachelor. Many a starlet has tried to get into his bed, but Kenon secretly prefers firm to soft, and sates his desires with the boyfriends and lovers of the women he paints, enjoying the diversity of many lovers, but no love or attachments. Relationships always get messy, then someone gets screwed. In a bad way.
Wallace Harte bartends at a small bar in the city. Three years after graduating summa cum laude from Columbia University with intentions of writing the great American novel, he has no motivation, no direction. His English degree isn’t helping him land a job, and working at a bar is the closest he’s gotten to being the second coming of Faulkner.  

Repped by the fabulous Marisa Corvisiero with the Corvisiero Literary Agency. http://www.corvisieroagency.com/
Kerry loves history and spends large amounts of time wondering about people who lived and walked on Earth in the past. She’s a mom to three daughters, six cats, and various small animals. Her husband says she’s a marketer’s dream, as she often believes everything she hears—at least initially. Her shoe horde will attest to her fine shopping skills.
In addition to writing, she’s a college instructor, costumer, MFA candidate at Seton Hill University, Senior Editor for Decadent Publishing, and freelance editor.
Her new love is her Mini Cooper Convertible, Sheldon, and they have already gone on many adventures.

Visit her much-neglected costuming blog here: http://cloakandcostume.blogspot.com/


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Spotlight Compromising Willa by Diana Quincy

Monday, January 20, 2014


Blurb:
Lady Wilhelmina Stanhope is ruined and everyone knows it. Back in Town for the first season since her downfall, Willa plans to remain firmly on the shelf, assuming only fortune hunters will want her now. Instead she focuses on her unique tea blends, secretly supporting a coffee house which employs poor women and children. If her clandestine involvement in trade is discovered, she'll be ruined. Again.

No one is more shocked by Willa's lack of quality suitors than the newly minted Duke of Hartwell. Having just returned from India, the dark duke is instantly attracted to the mysterious wallflower. His pursuit is hampered by the ruthless Earl of Bellingham, who once jilted Willa and is now determined to reclaim her.

Caught between the clash of two powerful men, a furious Willa refuses to concede her independence to save her reputation. But will she compromise her heart?

Excerpt:
Cam regarded Willa with weary resignation. “Your reputation cannot survive another scandal.”
“We shall marry,” Hart said in decisive tones, certain of the inherent rightness of his decision. “It is the only answer.”
Willa’s arms crossed under her chest, drawing his eye to her abundant, softly quivering bosom. One that would soon be his to cherish—along with the rest of this heavenly woman. The thought of it triggered a surprising burst of gladness in him. 
But she didn’t seem to be reacting with the same equanimity. “You two and your misplaced sense of honor are not going to force me into marriage with a man who has made his disdain for me quite clear.”
A glancing pain stung Hart’s chest. “Do you find the idea of marriage to me so abhorrent?” 
“I won't consent,” she said stubbornly to Cam. “My reputation be gone. I won't be forced into a silly charade of a marriage for no good reason. I won't do it.”
“I cannot force you.” Sadness weighted Cam’s voice. Willa exhaled with obvious relief, but then Cam turned to Hart. “She leaves me no alternative. I demand satisfaction.”
 “What! Are you cracked?” Willa blurted. “Don't be a fool. There is not going to be any duel!” 
Tension snaked into every muscle in Hart’s body. “Name your seconds, Camryn.” 
Willa whipped around to Hart. “Don’t be so beetle brained,” she cried. “Cam’s a perfect shot. He’ll kill you.” 
“So be it.” A sense of calm infused him. “Your honor has to be avenged.” 
“Avenged?” Willa's voice rose in panic. “What of your mother? You would leave her alone in this world? She has already lost one son. You would condemn her to a life without either of her children?” 
“It is not ideal, but I have little choice in the matter.” Heaviness settled in his heart. His mother’s grief would be unimaginable. “Name your seconds, Camryn.”
“Not ideal? Aren’t you the last of your line?” she asked in a voice gone shrill with a rising sense of panic.
He nodded in assent without taking his eyes off Cam’s stony expression. “What will it be, old friend, bullet or blade?” 
“Wait!” Desperation edged her voice. “You must give me time to consider this. If marrying Hartwell is the only alternative to you two killing each other, I should at least have a few days to consider it.”
“No.” Cam’s impenetrable stare moved from Hart to Willa. “I will have your consent now.”
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Author Bio
Diana Quincy is an award-winning former television journalist who decided she’d rather make up stories where a happy ending is always guaranteed. Growing up as a foreign service brat, Diana visited many countries and is now settled in Virginia with her husband and two sons. When not bent over her laptop or trying to keep up with  laundry, she enjoys reading, spending time with her family and dreams of traveling much more than her current schedule (and budget) allows.
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Guest Post & Excerpt The Highwayman's Bride by Jane Beckehnham

Wednesday, January 15, 2014

BLURB
THE HIGHWAYMAN’S BRIDE


England, 1813
Forced into a marriage . . .

Compelled by her uncle to marry a man who has a predilection for violence, Tess Stanhope resorts to a ploy from her favorite novels to fund an escape—highway robbery. But her attempt is botched by a maddening, handsome rogue named Aiden.

Driven by revenge . . .

Aiden Masters, the Earl of Charnley, is hell-bent on avenging his sister’s brutal treatment at the hands of the criminal Florian Nash. He single-mindedly seeks vengeance at the expense of all else—even by furtively roaming the highways at night.  

Blackmailed for love . . .

At a London party Tess meets up with Aiden once again and blackmails him...marry her or she’ll divulge to society his clandestine life as a highwayman. She desires a marriage in name only—but the more time they spend fighting their desire, the closer they come giving in.

Blurb Blitz Shielding Her Heart by Cheryl Yeko

Tuesday, January 14, 2014
Title: Shielding Her Heart
Author: Cheryl Yeko
Series:  Milwaukee Series  (Last in a 3-book series: Protecting Rose/A Man to Trust/Shielding Her Heart)
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Publisher: Soul Mate Publishing
Release Date: Jan 8 2014
Edition/Format Available In:  eBook
Blurb/Synopsis:
The woman Rick Smyth desires has shut him out of her life after being brutally beaten in her own home. But as a new threat arises, Sheila now turns to him for protection.
This time, not only does he vow to keep her safe, but he’s determined to win her heart as well.

Tag Line


The woman he desires shut him out of her life after being attacked in her home. When she's threatened by a stalker he steps back in to protect her. Only this time, he’s determined to win her heart.


Cheryl Yeko is an award-winning author, and lives in Wisconsin with her husband Patrick. She loves to read, play piano, and spend time with family and friends. She enjoys novels with fast-paced action and steamy romance, protective alpha men and strong heroines. She belongs to several writing groups, and is a member of Romance Writers of America (RWA), as well as the Wisconsin Chapter.
Cheryl is also an Acquisitions Editor for Soul Mate Publishing. As an Editor, she welcomes Romantic Suspense, Paranormal, Sci-Fi, Contemporary, and Erotica.
Cheryl is thrilled to be able to add author/editor to her resume and would love to hear comments from readers.

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Spotlight Jewel of the East by Victoria Vane

Monday, January 13, 2014

JEWEL OF THE EAST
(The Devil DeVere #5) 
Victoria Vane

Having once lived his life only for larks, laughter, and ladies of easy virtue, Captain Simon Singleton has returned from the war with the colonies a shambles of a man. Now free from six years of captivity, he's still fettered by irrational fears that confine him to a life of seclusion.   
Once the crowning jewel of the most lavish brothel in London, the exotic Salime finds her reputation and livelihood destroyed by a bitter rival. With a closely guarded secret stripped away, Salime fears no man will ever desire her again. Seeking aid from one who once saved her life, Salime accepts a proposition to repay her debt by becoming a companion to his war-scarred friend. 
 Circumstance brings these two damaged souls together; but fate ignites a love story worthy of the Arabian Nights.
EXCERPT (in which the stage is set)
         Medford Abbey, Kent- 1785
A sharp rap soon sounded on the door. Ludovic, Viscount DeVere glanced up from his periodical to the entrance of a liveried footman. "A message for you, my lord." 
The servant offered the wax-sealed missive on a silver salver. "It was delivered by a most…unusual…courier." The footman gave a sniff of disdain.
"Indeed? What do you mean?" Ludovic asked in a bored drawl.
"'Tis a behemoth blackamoor, my lord."
"Mustafa?" Ludovic threw down his periodical and snatched up the missive. "What the devil?"
"He awaits in the kitchen. Insufferable rude creature he be. Just stands all akimbo. Refuses to speak or to depart without an answer from your lordship."
"The man cannot speak. He has no tongue. They took it when they castrated the poor devil."
The footman's eyes bulged. He involuntarily crossed his legs. Ludovic broke the seal and scanned the contents with a deepening frown. 
Most honored Efendi,

It is with the greatest humility that I appeal to he who once safeguarded my life. It is with exceeding distress that I must entreat you once more, being much in need of a friend and protector. 

Your most devoted and obedient servant,
Salime
Ludovic read the cryptic note once more. Salime in want of a protector? What a sticky situation that created. At first he wondered why she'd appealed to him, but then again, there were few people she trusted. Given their shared history, he would never deny her aid. Moreover, Salime had been instrumental in helping him to achieve his present state of connubial bliss. For that alone he owed her his undying gratitude.
"Tell him I shall be in touch with his mistress shortly…and that she should notify me at once should her circumstances become any more…distressed."
"Aye, my lord." The much-chagrinned footman departed.
Ludovic glowered after the departing servant. Salime had never been in want since coming to London. He wondered what could be behind her request, but then abandoned both letter and the dilemma the moment another surprise came bursting into his library. "Ned?" Ludovic leaped up to greet his best friend. "What the devil has brought you all the way from Yorkshire to Kent?"
"I have most portentous news, DeVere," Ned sputtered with excitement. "News I could hardly relay by messenger. So I came down myself."
"What kind of news? Out with it, Chambers," Ludovic commanded.
"Mayhap you should pour us a drink first."
Ludovic lifted a sardonic brow. "A drink? Not so urgent after all?"
"'Tis fortification you'll need for the shock you're about to receive."
"Shock? Me? You know I am not easily shocked, Ned." Ludovic paused with his hand on the brandy decanter and a slight frown marring his face. "Come to think of it, I'm damned if I can recall a single occasion that has wrought from me such a profound reaction as shock."
Ned flung himself into Ludovic's favorite chair. "There's a first for everything, DeVere. Now that drink?"
Ludovic sloshed amber liquid into two glasses, handing one to the would-be herald, who downed it in one draught. Ludovic quirked a brow.
"It was a devilish long ride," Ned explained.
"All to deliver this shocking report of yours?" Ludovic perched a hip on the corner of his mahogany desk.
"Yes! It's Lazarus all over again!"
"Lazarus? Am I to surmise that someone has been miraculously raised from the dead?"
"Actually, he might as well have been," Ned declared. "I can hardly countenance it after all this time."
"You are trying my patience, Ned."
"It's Simon. He's returned."
"Good God!" The glass slipped from his hand to shatter at Ludovic's feet. "You can't mean Sin is alive after all this time? He was pronounced killed in action six years ago."
"I mean exactly that!" Ned exclaimed. "He is indeed alive and may even be in London as we speak. I have the news straight from Baron Singleton. His ship was expected to arrive several days ago."
"Why am I only hearing of this now? I see the bloody Singleton regularly at Parliament."
"Probably because the good baron doesn't like you, DeVere. He believes you were an abominable influence on his son."
"Then he would be right." Ludovic smirked and then stared at the shattered glass at his feet. 
"Looking a bit white there, my friend. This is known as shock."
"Admittedly, I am incredulous. How can this be? Where the devil has he been?"
"Interned as a prisoner of war for the greater part of six years."
"Six years? In all that time there were no exchanges?"
"Very few. The colonials refused to give up ours when they claimed their men were only released on the point of starvation and death. I daresay 'tis no exaggeration. I've seen a number of reports on the deplorably inhumane conditions of our prison hulks. Indeed it's said that the colonial prisoners set fire to the Whitby, choosing to go down in flames, rather than die of starvation and disease." Ned shook his head. "What a hellish business war is."
"But if Sin was a prisoner, he should have been released nigh on a year ago when the treaty was signed."
"Apparently he was too ill to travel. Only made it as far as Bermuda before he was struck with the bloody flux or some such and required months of convalescence…poor sod."
"We must go to him, Ned. At once."
"He'll not be the same man," Ned voiced what they were both thinking.
"No," Ludovic shook his head. "Likely never again." 

ABOUT THE AUTHOR



Victoria Vane is an award-winning romance novelist and history junkie whose works range from wildly comedic romps to emotionally compelling and intensely erotic romance. Victoria also writes historical fiction as Emery Lee and is the founder of Goodreads Romantic Historical Fiction Lovers and the Romantic Historical Lovers book review blog. Look for Victoria's sexy new contemporary cowboy series coming in summer 2014.

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Spotlight The Lawman's Agreement by Nancy Fraser & Patti Shenberger

Thursday, January 2, 2014


Author: Nancy Fraser and Patti Shenberger
Publisher: Entangled
Length:  254 pgs
Sub-Genre: Western

BLURB:

Post-Civil War Mississippi

U.S. Marshal, Zack McCade takes pride in protecting the good folks of Greenville—especially the beautiful Dr. Suzanne Martindale. He doesn’t always understand her need for independence, but he sure does like getting under her skin. It’s not like he’s looking to settle down—his job is too dangerous to risk taking a wife and family.

In an era when women aren’t readily accepted in the male dominated world of medicine, Suzanne doesn’t have time for courting—especially a charming Cajun rogue like Zack. When he proposes a fake betrothal to keep the matchmaking town out of their hair, she’s sure it’s a bad idea, but can’t deny her longing for a respite from the over-zealous bachelors in town.

Their ruse starts a fire in their hearts that neither expected, but will the re-emergence of Suzanne's real fiancé douse the flames?

Giveaway & Excerpt Alex's Destiny by Amy Gregory

Monday, December 23, 2013

Title: Alex’s Destiny
Author: Amy Gregory 
Publisher: Self
Length: 243 pgs (print edition)

Blurb:

Her destiny was written for her, long before she was ever born. She embraced it, wanting nothing more than to give everything within her back to the sport in which she was con- sidered royalty. Her family’s legacy would live on, revered by all. And she thrived on the long work days she spent teach- ing at the academy her blood was tied to. Alexandra Sterling needed that dirt track as much as she needed her next breath. That same track was the one that drew in a young student years before. Alex had given her heart away the day they met, knowing that he belonged to only her. For years she’d waited, knowing without a single doubt that he’d make her his when the time was right.

But…she’d never asked Dallas if he felt the same way.

Her hurt leaves her vulnerable, her days dark and her in- stincts dulled. After one night of hell, Alex is lost. Her world is crumbling around her, and without her lifeline and best friend beside her anymore, there’s nothing to keep her from

Dallas Hunter is a pro rider on the motocross circuit, following in the footsteps of his father Eli. For Dallas, it’s always been Alex, but he’s kept his feelings locked away out of fear, his love for their family, his biggest obstacle. One short and chilling phone call to her puts him on high alert. Knowing something is terribly wrong sends him racing across the country, back home, back to her. But what he finds almost kills him.

Now he’s watching her slip away right before his very eyes. Figuring out how to help Alex before it’s too late, might turn out to be harder than any race he’s ever ridden. And he has to do it with his team and sponsors screaming at him from the other side, trying to pull him back to the world he’s dedicated his entire life to. Dallas knows he has to help his best friend, the woman he loves…and do it without tearing his family apart.

Excerpt


Years of roaming every inch of the Noland property left an intricately detailed map ingrained in her head, memorized for life. Instead, she stayed, not wanting to be rude to her family. As she stood there, the sun gave way to the moon. The dark purple lining the horizon was the only evidence it left behind. She couldnt help but feel her heart break. Not the earth-shattering pain of a sudden loss, or that at the mercy of death, but a slow, piece-by-painful piece kind of heartache.

The kind where emotions whirled around inside her, at war with one another. Feeling stupid, desperate, and confused, she tried to remember when she knew. There wasnt some crystal clear moment. Not a black and white answer. Dallas had just always been hers. She never questioned it, never saw their ages as an obstacle, and until this week, she didnt think he had either. Alex just knew Dallas would wait for her.

That was what hurt the most. Well, two things actually. Being wrong—and being empty.
For the first time she felt hollow and questioned her entire path. Her foot slipped, landing hard on the ground below the fence. She shook her head and closed her eyes. It was supposed to be Dallas. He would retire from rac- ing and join the staff of the academy.

They were supposed to have the big white wedding. Theyd spend their years teaching side-by-side as the fairy tale ending lived on around them.

Thered been no question in her mind over the years. All she knew was there wasnt supposed to be a different woman in her spot by his side. Feeling the sting, she screwed her eyes tighter then swiped at the tears that fell, despite her best effort to prevent them.

The hand on her lower back made her flinch in surprise. Shed been so lost in her own world she hadnt heard him approach. Without a word, she knew the scent, the hold was one shed felt a million and one times. 

Dallas.

She tried to be angry, to hold onto the feelings that made her flee the house in the first place. She couldnt. 

Ahis touch, even through clothing, his warmth melted the ice in her veins that quickly formed during the last few minutes of solitude. Another tearanother swipe at it.

Alex.

She didnt answer, instead she shifted her cheek to rest the opposite direction to avoid him. Alex, talk to me. Please.

Suddenly his touch burned her, seared her. Jerking away from the source of pain left her standing face-to-face with him.

You dont love her, Dallas.Her mouth fired off the accusation before her brain engaged. Either way, the words were spoken. His silence was deafening. The admission painful. However, she knew shed been right, even with- out seeing the narrowing of his eyes or the flare of his nostrils. Hed never lied to herever. And she knew he couldnt start now.

His mouth twisted, his brow knitted tighter. In the glow of the light from the shop, she saw his torment as he searched for words. He didnt have to. Alex saw the answer in the gray eyes she knew so well. Her imaginary world had been just that—totally one-sided and in her head only. The security and love shed felt from him over the years vanished, and the foundation of her world crumbled. The walls started to shift. Her heart was breaking, the cracks deepening at warp speed.

Her only choice—run.

Stepping away from the penetrating gray, she made a half turn, only getting an arms length away as he reached out to stop and spin her back. Dont you dare walk away from me, Alex.

The command was crisp and the deep tone had her body reacting to his order. Frozen to her spot, she stood ab- solutely still. It couldve been because of shock—it wasnt. The pounding in her chest left her reeling. He held her tightly by her upper arms. Unable to move, she shivered in his hold.

Fire sparked again. Dont dare walk away? Excuse me? You have no right—” 

Stop. Now.”
Her eyes flared as she clenched her fists at her sides. You made your choice. She spat out as she twisted in his hold, trying to free herself.

He gave her a light shake, after a long minute she realized she was going nowhere until he decided to let her. Gritting her teeth and panting in anger, she glared at the man shed spent a lifetime loving. It wasnt anger she saw mirrored in his eyes.

Youre too young.

The lines deepened and his head tilted to the side as if he was pleading with her to understand. That wasnt going to happen. Not now, not ever. Bullshit! Im twenty-three, Dallas. Whats your little friend? Twenty?

Stop it, Alex.

Again, his voice stilled her, but only momentarily. Damn it, Dallas. You stop. Look, I get it. I was stupid. I just always thought…never mind. Just let me go.

No. He shook his head, frowning as pain crossed his face. Youre just—”

I know. You said it once. Im not old enough. Whatever. Im old enough to know you dont always get what you want.

Embarrassed, hurt and frustrated, she yanked out of his hold. Turning, she stepped away in the opposite direc- tion, but not before she heard his last comment.

That makes two of us.

Stalling, her shoulders deflated. There was nothing more to say so she continued walking away. Away from her past, her present…and away from her future.


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About The Author:

When asked ‘when do you have time to write’, Amy Gregory simply laughs. The real answer is, “in bits and pieces”. She and her husband live in Kansas City with their three fantastic kids that keep them running in three very different directions.  Because she sits so much, she always carries a note- book with her at all times.

She has an off the wall, snarky, off the cuff sense of humor that often shocks even those who’ve known her for years. And she loves that her children have all been blessed that ability to make oth- ers laugh as well. At least shes grateful most of the time!  Her husband often teases her about how she “makes this stuff up” when hes reading a piece of her work. … The answer—“it just comes to me when I’m typing”. Scary thought, huh!





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