Thursday, April 24, 2014

'Dangerous Paradise (Dangerous Millionaires)' by Debra Andrews


Strangers on the run for their lives: After death threats for her late father’s business crimes, a young woman escapes with her new fiancé on a South Pacific cruise and becomes stranded with another man—a cynical and devastatingly handsome English actor—in a fish-out-of water survival game. To survive, they must put aside their differences while their attraction escalates. Unfortunately, the only people who know they are alive are those out to kill them.

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Debra Andrews writes stories about sexy alpha males and the women who fall in love with them—"Glitzy, Sexy, Romances with a Dangerous Twist.” When she's not working, she's enjoying her family and pets. She's a member of Romance Writers of America and her local RWA Chapter.


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'Cursed in Shadow (Legends of Oblivion #1.5)' by Andrea R. Cooper


Cursed in Shadow is the continuation of The Garnet Dagger, Book 1 Legends of Oblivion series. This novelette bridges Book 1 and Son of Dragons, Book 2.

After defeating the Warloc, Brock, the Elvin Vampyre, takes Celeste to Tamlon to search the prophecies of the four and the Son of Dragons. However, the Elvin city is not safe, even for his witch.

The Warloc’s protégé is bent on his physical return to the living. Her necromancy brings forth Brock’s first victim and more.

Brock and Celeste must defeat prejudice and power to continue their journey and find Brock’s twin sister, Mirhana.

Read an excerpt:

When I rose, the two guards sidestepped away. Nay, they would not gamble their lives again by being within my reach.
Thankfully, since rescuing Celeste from the oak cave had taken all night, Shadowdancer was rested for the ride back to Tamlon.
With Celeste’s wounds slathered with yarroway and other healing plants, she mounted. Then Emillya climbed up behind her.
At least one Elvin besides me did not hate humans. If Emillya didn’t like humans, or Celeste for that matter, she wouldn’t speak to her much less ride on a horse with her. I ran alongside them while Celeste and Emillya talked. One guard raced on the opposite side of Shadowdancer, the other in front. And it appeared the horse gave the Elvin a race.
The Elvin were considerate enough to let Shadowdancer canter or walk whenever he tired. How they understood that running the horse too long too fast would be the end of him I do not know. There have never been horses in Elvin lands for as long as I can remember.
We all took turns getting Celeste to talk to us about her cave adventure; she must stay awake awhile longer, even though we could all see she fought to keep her eyes open.
“As soon as you’ve rested,” Emillya told her, glowering at my constant interruptions to translate, “you need to view the prophecies of the four. Nivel gave me instructions when he left with Brock. The library vaults await unchanged. He told me you’d come back after banishing the Warloc to the underworld.
“Hopefully, Brock hasn’t caused unrealized damage by the oak magic trapping you.”
I nearly stumbled at her words. How was I to know snares waited to spring upon humans in our land? Our kind was immune.
Just as I opened my mouth to voice my argument, Celeste smiled at me. Her grey eyes held a glimmer of her merriment, and my frown eased.
With a chuckle, I turned back to the path. Celeste was safe now. And that was all that mattered.
“We’ll make camp at dark.” Emillya patted Shadowdancer’s rump. “Should make Tamlon soon. It’s a fine horse—any other I fear would take us three or four nights to return.”
“That reminds me.” I said. “How did you get to the labyrinth so soon? The journey from Tamlon is longer than the time of Celeste’s entrapment.”
“We have a secret path Nivel created. It’s ancient magic and travels Elvin here within an hour.”
“Then let’s take this path back.” Celeste said.
“It’s only for Elvin. The magic would crush a human and perhaps even a horse.”
“Perhaps your magic needs to be altered now.” Celeste smiled.
“Indeed.” Emillya answered. “I’ll mention the request to the elders.”
When we arrived in Tamlon, I hoped to show Celeste the wonders of my land. And bask in the sun naked with her.
After the others slept, I laid down beside Celeste. She turned and snuggled her head under my chin. “Your language is so beautiful. Almost like music with its rhythms and melody.”
My hand traced circles up and down her back. “Emir voulan sptrea.”
“What does that mean?”
I eased her chin up and she looked into my eyes. “We are one heart.” I kissed her and relished in the sweetness of her mouth for we could do little else with company.

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“I loved the first book in the series, The Garnet Dagger! Cursed in Shadow is equally spellbinding! I was awestruck by the world building, and thoroughly enjoyed seeing where the characters would take us. A fantastic tale, with a charming love story entwined, this is a must read for anyone who enjoys escaping into a fantasy world where anything can happen!” 5 stars – Moonrise Book Blog 
“Andrea did a fantastic job utilizing all the elements that she built into The Garnet Dagger to make this short do the work of a novella or maybe even a full length book. I’m eagerly anticipating the release of Sons of Dragons now!” 5 stars – Fantasy is More Fun

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Andrea’s Bio: 

Growing up in Houston, Texas, Andrea has always created characters and stories. But it wasn't until she was in her late twenties that she started writing novels.

What happened that ignited the writing flame in her fingers? Divorced, and disillusioned by love songs and stories. They exaggerate. She thought. Love and Romance are not like that in the real world. Then she met her husband and realized, yes love and romance are exactly like the songs and stories say. She is now a happy wife, and a mom to three kids (two boys and a girl).

Andrea writes paranormal and historical romance. When not writing or reading, one may find Andrea dancing in Zumba.

She believes in the power of change and counting each moment as a blessing. But most importantly, she believes in love.


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Check out an excerpt from 'Mr Frost: The Series'

Mr Frost Goes to Washington:

***Recommended for ages 18+ due to descriptive sexy-time content***

The 23 year old son of privilege, William Frost, was handsome, carefree and in love. That is, until his heart was broken by the love of his life, Katherine O’Doherty.

It is now five years later and the tragic loss of his parents is yet another crushing blow. Will has been left alone to manage his family’s philanthropic work. His jet-setting life has its many pleasures and is envied by many, but it hides an emptiness that haunts and chases him wherever he goes. As a result, Will has thrown himself, some would say recklessly, into his two passions: philanthropy and beautiful women.

However, true love may not be so far away for this well-intentioned playboy, as he takes off for another adventure.

Where will Mr. Frost go next?

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Mr Frost Goes To San Diego:

***Recommended for ages 18+ due to descriptive sexy-time content***

Gorgeous billionaire philanthropist, William Frost, arrived in San Diego nervous, but trying hard to focus on the opportunity to help further a cause close to his heart.

Just as anticipated, his path would cross with his ex, Katherine O’Doherty.

Will had no idea what seeing his old flame would do to him. He hadn’t seen or spoken to her in five years. Fortunately, he would find a lovely diversion in his new muse, the young and passionate, Emily Taylor.

Miss Taylor takes Will by surprise with her blunt and wise observations about his life. Is Katherine the one? Or could Miss Emily Taylor fill the emptiness in his heart?

Where will Mr. Frost go next?

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“I like that you’re here. It’s nice to wake up next to someone for a change,” Will replied, truly enjoying the moment. “I’m going to chat with a few people today about meeting up with you guys in Seattle before I fly out later.”
Emily propped herself up on his chest as she rubbed her fingers in circles on it.
“I’ve been getting texts from everyone back home and they are so excited you’ll be coming out,” she said with a smile. “Of course, none of them know that I’m in your bed right now which makes it that much more fun. Who were you thinking of asking to come with you to Seattle?”
“It’s a short list but a worthwhile group. Larry Spencer, from True Tech, he’s not actually here so I’ll give him a call. He’s an old friend of the family. Then there’s James Weldon and Katherine O’Doherty and that’s probably it.”
“Katherine O’Doherty! Sweet. She is gorgeous. I mean wow. I would jump the tracks for her if she was into it, if you know what I mean,” Emily joked. Her hand slowly worked its way back down toward Will’s waistline, taking in every line of his abs on her way.
“You know, I watched her yesterday and she was watching you. A LOT. I mean, I was watching her because she’s a celebrity and gorgeous, but I could tell she always knew where you were.” Her hand slid down between his legs and then up over him, softly gripping the growing length of his semi-aroused girth. “I think she likes you. In fact, I’m guessing she wishes she was here right now,” Emily teased as she gripped him a little tighter. His cock hardened quickly and her stroking became a little more purposeful.
“You know she’s my ex-girlfriend, right?” Will asked, enjoying the attention his manhood was receiving.
“I didn’t,” she said, suddenly embarrassed. “Oh my God, I’m so sorry. How horribly awkward. Wow.”
“It’s fine,” Will replied in a relaxed voice. “She was the love of my life. She was ‘the one,’” he followed up with a twist of sarcasm.
“Seriously?” Emily frowned a little. “Well, that makes more sense now. I’m sorry. I mean, it sounds sad when you say the ‘the one.’ That’s a big deal. Were you going to get married?”
“No. I wanted to but she said no. We were young and, well, anyhow, it didn’t happen.” Will couldn’t figure out why he had just divulged this information to Emily, but she made him feel comfortable. She felt like an actual friend, there was nothing phony about her.
She brought her hand back up from massaging him. Still completely naked, she lay on her back, resting her head against the side of his abs. She looked over at him. “I think she still likes you,” she said flatly. “I can read women and she was locked in on you. I thought it was kind of weird that she just stayed with her dad the whole time, but he looked important so I don’t know.”
“ her fiancé, James Weldon,” Will said with a half laugh.

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Mr Frost Goes To Seattle:
***Recommended for ages 18+ due to descriptive sexy-time content***

Mr. Frost has plans to reclaim the affections of his former love, Katherine O’Doherty. Things go terribly wrong when not only does Kat’s fiancé show up, but Will’s intentions for the vibrant Emily Taylor become a conflict for him as well. However, Katherine is hiding something that could change everything. Forever.

The conclusion to the first set of novelettes in the Mr. Frost series from Aimee James.

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Aimee James Bio:

Aimee James spent the first 30 years of her life in the Northwest before moving to Nashville Tennessee, where she currently resides. She is a creative who enjoys many different outlets for her talents as a writer and artist. Aimee writes short, light-hearted stories about love and romance with a twist of naughtiness. Her first set of novelettes is the Mr.Frost series.



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Wednesday, April 23, 2014

'Searching for Perfect' by Jennifer Probst Matchmaking Blitz!



Will be released Tuesday, April 29th

Series: Searching For, #2

Book Summary:

The up-and-coming matchmaking agency Kinnections is the hottest thing to hit Verily, New York—just like Kennedy Ashe, social director for the service she owns with her two best girlfriends. A coach, consultant, and cheerleader rolled into one super-sizzling package, Kennedy creates dream dates, encourages singles to shine, and never refuses a challenge—not even Nate Ellison Raymond Dunkle, rocket scientist, nerd extraordinaire, and Kennedy’s newest client.

Kennedy vows to work her magic and transform this hot mess in a lab coat with a disastrous relationship track record into the most wanted man on the Verily dating scene. If only she could turn the wand on herself . . .

Though she radiates confidence and sex appeal, Kennedy harbors deep-seated insecurities from a tormented past and lifelong struggle with weight issues. When she realizes she and Nate are cut from the same cloth and might be perfect together, can Kennedy learn to let her heart lead the way? Or will her fears sentence her to the sidelines as Nate finds love—with someone else?  


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Jennifer Probst

Jennifer Probst wrote her first book at twelve years old. She bound it in a folder, read it to her classmates, and hasn’t stopped writing since. She took a short hiatus to get married, get pregnant, buy a house, get pregnant again, pursue a master’s in English Literature, and rescue two shelter dogs. Now she is writing again.

She makes her home in Upstate New York with the whole crew. Her sons keep her active, stressed, joyous, and sad her house will never be truly clean.

She is the New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal bestselling author of sexy and erotic contemporary romance. She was thrilled her book, The Marriage Bargain, was ranked #6 on Amazon's Best Books for 2012. She loves hearing from readers. Visit her website for updates on new releases and her street team at

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Cover Reveal! 'Finding Haven' by T.A. Foster

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Releasing May 15th, 2014

New Adult Contemporary Romance

Book Blurb:

Power. Money. Control. Love.

He has all but one.

When movie star, Evan Carlson, discovers his girlfriend’s picture with another man splashed on the cover of gossip magazines, he decides he’s had enough of his fishbowl life and attempts to outrun the media frenzy his relationships have become. Driving until the road stops, he ends up on the remote and quaint Perry Island, where a heartthrob can blend in like the locals and be a beach bum as long as he wants. All that changes when Evan meets Haven Owen, aspiring songwriter and the girl he just can’t get enough of. A summer romance turns into something much deeper and Evan gets tangled in his own web of lies to keep Haven in his life. But when his ex tracks him down, Evan learns there are some things you just can’t outrun.

Is the cost of love, losing all control?



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T.A. Foster once spent a month-long spring break on South Padre Island, where she soaked in the Texas sun, beach, and learned what real Texas country music is. Sometimes fiction does spring from reality.

She grew up catching rays and chasing waves along the North Carolina Outer Banks and now resides in the state with her adventurous pilot husband, two children, and two canine kiddos.

T.A. has an undergraduate degree in Journalism and Mass Communication from the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill and a graduate degree in Educational Psychology from Texas A&M University. When she’s not chasing her two-legged and four-legged children or trying to escape for date night, you can find her reading, writing, or planning her next beach trip.

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'This Time for Keeps (Doctors of Rittenhouse Square, Book 3)' by Jill Blake


A random act of violence...

When a senseless act of violence shatters her perfect world, Dr. Isabelle DiStefano struggles to rebuild: new life, new job, new man.

A second chance at love...

But sometimes the past can be hard to let go of, especially when old flame Luca Santoro reappears in her life and decides he wants to start over...this time, for keeps.

Read an excerpt:

Isabelle DiStefano closed her eyes and pressed the sweating glass of Long Island Iced Tea to her forehead. The throbbing techno-beat and pulsing strobe lights did nothing to ease her headache. Maybe arranging this ladies’ night jaunt to a strip club—or male revue, according to the website—hadn’t been the smartest thing she’d ever done.

At the time when she’d made the reservations, she’d thought it would be a blast. Worth it just to see the bride-to-be’s expression when she realized what was in store for the night.

How many times, over countless brunches and dinners, had she heard Jane say, “Nothing would surprise me”? And how many times, over the years, had Isabelle risen to the challenge?

So when Samantha, the maid of honor, had given her free reign in planning a bachelorette party, Isabelle had of course tried to live up to her reputation for outrageousness. After all, they had the rest of the weekend to enjoy sedate pre-wedding activities like the spa day Sam had arranged, and an elegant rehearsal dinner at Moonstone Manor, where the wedding itself was to take place in two days.

Except things hadn’t gone as planned. First, Isabelle got delayed at work with an emergency C-section. By the time she’d tucked her pre-eclamptic patient in for the night and signed out to the on-call physician, it was past eight.

Then her trusty little Prius failed to start. It took another twenty minutes and some light flirting with the AAA driver to get a jump start and be on her way—only to get bogged down in traffic that turned her usual ten-minute commute home into thirty.

She texted her friends to begin the evening without her. No point in Jane and Sam losing out on reservations to the much-touted Vetri just because Isabelle was running late. She’d pick them up after dinner in a cab.

She showered in record time, slipped into a halter-neck dress and heels, pulled back her unruly hair, and slicked on some lipstick. Her stomach growled, thanks to another day of working through lunch. Just one more black mark against the new and amazingly inefficient electronic medical record that the hospital had forced on its staff. Ignoring her hunger, she figured she’d grab some food at the club before the show. Too bad no one had bothered to inform her ahead of time that the kitchen closed at eleven, and all that was available were watered-down drinks and phallic-shaped pretzels.

And to top it all off, Jane had merely lifted an eyebrow when they’d pulled up in front of the black-canopied entrance around the corner from the main gentlemen’s club. As if this were something she did on a daily basis.

“Want to try out the hot seat?” Isabelle prodded, once they were settled into a booth close to the stage. Men with ripped pecs and abs gyrated in various degrees of undress beneath the spotlights.

Jane quirked her lips in a half-smile. “Sure, Izzy. After you.”

Samantha eyed the man closest to their table. “You think they know what anabolic steroids do to the heart?”

Isabelle shook her head. Leave it to ever-practical Sam to look past the eye-candy and see medication side effects. It was a wonder she’d managed to snag a major hottie for a husband. Then again, Alex Kane wasn’t an easy man to ignore.

A waiter approached to take their drink orders.

Isabelle eyed the man’s outfit—black bow tie, gleaming bare chest framed in black suspenders, tuxedo pants cut a little too snug in the crotch—and remembered the other reason she’d chosen this venue.

For someone who’d deliberately cultivated a reputation as a party girl, Isabelle’s life these days was remarkably staid. The only memento of her rebellious college years was the tattoo of a miniature asklepian she sported on her left hip. Somehow the desire to shock had been overtaken by the desire to succeed, to prove to herself and her family that she, like the rest of the DiStefanos, was no slouch in the brains department. And besides, who had time in med school and residency to do anything but study and work?

As for life after residency, between office hours, OR time, hospital rounds, supervising residents and medical students, serving on various hospital committees, and volunteering at an off-site free clinic, she was lucky if she had enough time to grab a sandwich in the cafeteria and a quick shower in the L&D locker room.

Which was why, she supposed, her social calendar was so empty. In fact, these gym-sculpted, testosterone-enhanced entertainers were the closest she’d been to an almost-naked male since….

She thought back. Was it really four years? Her senior resident, when she’d been a lowly intern. Twelve months of frantic fumblings in the call room, hurried couplings squeezed between endless hospital shifts and meals eaten on the run. And then…nothing. A long dry spell of living vicariously through her friends, as they paired off, one by one.

Samantha’s wedding three months earlier had been small, intimate, with just a few close friends and family in attendance. Beautiful, despite the rushed preparations and surrounding media frenzy. It wasn’t every day that the last bachelor on Fortune magazine’s “Forty under Forty” list got married. But the furor eventually died down, and now it was Jane’s turn.

Unlike Sam and Alex, who’d gone from first meeting to exchange of rings within two months, Jane and Ross had been engaged for ages. They’d reserved the wedding venue a couple years ago: a bucolic twenty-five acre estate two hours west of Philadelphia. Extended family from both sides were gathering for a reunion and wedding rolled into one, with festivities lasting through the Labor Day weekend.

For Isabelle, the wedding was another reminder of what she had yet to attain. As if her job wasn’t enough of a reminder. She was an obstetrician, constantly surrounded by evidence other people’s happiness. Every day was filled with women, their husbands or boyfriends in tow, basking in glowing pregnancies, popping out perfect babies to round out their perfect lives.

Lately, it seemed everyone in the world had someone. Everyone except Isabelle.

To hell with that. She gulped down the rest of her drink and flagged down their waiter for a refill. She was here to have fun, damn it.

Author bio:

Jill Blake loves chocolate, leisurely walks where she doesn't break a sweat, and books with a guaranteed happy ending. A native of Philadelphia, Jill now lives in southern California with her husband and three children. By day, she works as a physician in a busy medical practice. By night, she pens steamy Contemporary Romances.

'Catch Me' by Katherine Grant

Catch Me
by Katherine Grant



Adam. Enigmatic. Arrogant. Unwilling to take no for an answer. Everything about him threatens my carefully constructed life. Everything about him makes me want him more.

Isabelle Jennings has it good. She’s a self-proclaimed guys’ girl (football, beers, and kicking back with her “bros”) who has worked hard for everything she’s gotten. And she’s succeeded. Only twenty-six, she already has a startup company – one that helps her atone for past sins. She has (well, had) a healthy sex life, a great apartment and an even better group of friends. No romantic entanglements. No mess. Just how she likes it.

Enter Adam Weston, a young, ambitious businessman in Chicago. Between his money, looks, and charm, he’s never had a problem with women. Until Isabelle.

Overwhelmed by her attraction to him, Isabelle does everything she can to avoid the charismatic playboy. But Adam won’t give up that easily. He dares her to be with him, promising sex sans strings. Isabelle’s burdened with a nightmarish guilt she can’t outrun. And Adam won’t settle for less than everything. He’s breaking down her walls, one touch, one look, at a time.

** Due to language and strong sexual content, this book is recommended for readers who are 18 and older. **

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There was blood everywhere.

On the sink, on the fluffy brown towels. Dripping down white porcelain and onto the bathmat. The smell of it – iron and salt and fear – threatened to choke me.

It covered his arms, his hands, turning his jeans brown in some spots. He slumped over the sink.

I screamed, screamed and screamed until my throat went hoarse, but no one came. The tiled walls with their dizzying black and white design pushed in on me, making the room smaller and smaller. I was trapped.

Couldn’t move.

Couldn’t breathe.

Couldn’t escape.

I tried to staunch the bleeding, but it only got worse. Forcing my gaze away from blood soaked terrycloth, I looked into his pale blue, accusing eyes.

“Your fault,” he said as he sank to the floor. “Your fault, Isabelle. It’s all your fault.”

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Katherine Grant is a 28-year-old avid reader, writer and soon to be author in Southern California (who likes to talk about herself in the third person in bios because it makes her feel important). Raised in a town in Michigan so small you've never heard of it, Katie used books as a way to travel. As a child, she talked so much that her family suggested she started writing her thoughts down. And thus, a lifelong dream and career was born. She has been everything from a short-order cook to a teacher to a music journalist. She's finally embarking on being a novelist full time, and she couldn't be more excited.

When not hard at work, Katie enjoys hanging out with her dog, lying on the beach, promising herself she'll one day learn how to surf (although it will never happen), making her boyfriend crazy by refusing to do the dishes, and getting lost in books. Also, cookies. She really, really likes cookies.

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