Spotlight and Giveaway: Run to You by Rachel Gibson

 

Run to You  by Rachel Gibson

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Publisher: Avon Books

Date of Publication: 9/24/2013

ISBN: 9780062069146

Book Description:

Rachel Gibson, New York Times bestselling author of Rescue Me, returns to Texas with a tale of what happens when a tough guy meets his match—and falls harder than a ton of red-hot bricks . . .

There’s nothing like fleeing Miami to ruin a girl’s day.

Stella Leon’s bartending gig was going fine until gorgeous ex-Marine Beau Junger decked her mob-connected boss, spirited her out of the city, and claimed that Stella’s half-sister—the one with the perfect life—sent him. Now Stella has no choice but to go along for the ride . . . and seduce Beau’s military-issue socks off …

The Marine Corps was Beau’s escape from his old man’s legacy of naval heroism and serial philandering, but no amount of training could prepare him for the day he looked in the mirror and saw his father staring back. The answer: swear off meaningless sex. Oh, and find a way to make Stella Leon quit being so damn hot…

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Spotlight and Excerpt: Hard to Handle by Jessica Lemmon

Here’s an excerpt from Jessica Lemmon’s Hard to Handle.  I love second chance tropes, so I’m curious about this book.

 

About Hard To Handle:

ONCE BURNED

Sadie Howard never dates a guy more than once-but Fate has other plans for her when it comes to Aiden Downey, the one that got away. Aiden loved her, left her, and broke her heart. Yet suddenly she’s bumping into him at every turn, driven to distraction by his wicked grin and rock-hard body. Now she can’t resist finishing what they started-as long as she doesn’t let herself fall in love . . .

TWICE AS TEMPTING

Aiden Downey threw away the best thing he ever had when he let Sadie go, and now he’s determined to win back the woman he’s always wanted. Sadie agrees to let him into her life-and her bed-as long as there are no strings attached. But Aiden’s not about to make the same mistake again. Can he convince her to take a second chance on a once-in-a-lifetime love?

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Excerpt and Giveaway! To the 5th Power by Shirin Dubbin

Shirin Dubbin is visiting this morning to share an excerpt from her action filled and extremely fun read To The 5th Power. After the excerpt, enter for a chance to win a very special swag pack hand picked by Shirin!

 

EXCERPT To The 5th Power by Shirin Dubbin

Forty-five minutes later and after a shower, the thrill of the foot massage lingered. Fort could be an enemy, a charlatan or betrayer, and all Zola could think about was the feel of his fingers on her skin.

If she took the problem from a logical viewpoint, she could let go. The damage had been done. He’d been deep inside the most sacred places in her mind already. That knowledge occupied a far more intimate space than him entering her body. If he planned to destroy her he already possessed the tools. She could at least enjoy the devastating sex his touch promised. Then deal with the aftermath…after. Her vision blurred, her stomach flip-flopped. Zola grabbed the nearest poster of her canopied bed and blinked the wooziness away.

On the second blink, she rematerialized in the 1920s suite of Bella Noite. The room’s walls and finishings were largely done in olive. Although varied textures and hues from pink-tinted cream on the damask bedding to amber silk club chairs enlivened the palette.

Fort paused mid-stride, halfway between the Louis XV rosewood bed and the en suite bathroom. He appeared to be on his way to the shower. Zola deduced this not only because a towel hung loosely from his fingertips but also because he was bare-behind-balls-out-nude. No glasses. No nothing.

His impenetrable gaze held hers as he dropped the towel and crossed the room. He stopped a few inches away. The heat of his body brought a hot blush to her skin as he gazed down at her, his expression unchanging. She slid tentative fingers along the musculature of his stomach. She’d been right. His body was a blend of superhero and basketball superstar. Long, lean, perfection.

In response, Fort ran the backs of his hands down her arms. Zola hit air turbulence and closed her eyes. Opening them immediately, she took a step back. “An eye for an eye,” she said.

If he’d give her that, entrust his past and his pain to her safekeeping, maybe she could trust him again. Perhaps then she’d put aside her doubts.

“No,” he said, continuing the caress.

“Fort.” She damn near moaned his name.

“No.”

Distrust did nothing to avert her desire, she ached hot and heavy in her womb, but how could she reconcile the two? Indecision stilled the hand on his stomach. He took her fingers into his and brought her palm to his lips. The tender kiss singed her and she pulled away.

Fort gripped her shoulders, the edges of his closed expression melting with dismay. “Don’t you trust me, Zola?”

She wanted to. “No. I lust for you. I don’t trust you. It’s purely a sexual urge.”

A muscled ticked along his jaw. “That’s good enough.” He scooped her off the floor, his muscled forearm braced beneath her bottom. “At least for now,” He growled the words, his gaze on her mouth. Their lips met in a crash of sea meeting shore. Later for consequences. Her whole body strained against him, as though she couldn’t get close enough. She’d give herself tonight. Trust or no, she could kick him out of her house and her mind later. ?

 

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Superpowered Love – The Swag Pack

To celebrate the release of my new superhero romance, To the Fifth Power, I’ve matched the book up with an equally hard hitting, highflying, romanc-a-thon of a swag pack called SuperPowered Lurve. . .and there are snacks too!

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First love’s first blush is so amazingly adorkable in this movie. There’s no doubt Spidey is one of the greatest to ever rock a mask, but the romance here starts off awkward then blooms. That love story and its growth center the movie. Plus, there’s spinning and skipping in this clip. D’aww.

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Spotlight! Her Road Home by Laura Drake

Laura Drake dropped by the virtual offices to share an excerpt and the cover for her new Harlequin Superromance, Her Road Home.  Check it out, and if you enjoy the excerpt, you can pre-order by clicking the links below.

 

 

 

 

EXCERPT – HER ROAD HOME by LAURA DRAKE

“I’m full blooded Italian.” His back to her, he added, “My mom taught me. Those are my best memories – she cooked to Verde and while the pasta boiled, we’d dance in the kitchen.” The soft pain in his voice sounded like a bruise – an old, deep bruise.

He turned, and held out a hand. “Will you dance?”

She stood like a scared rabbit. You don’t want to give him mixed messages.

The violin wove through the music, a crying thread of sadness.

He doesn’t want you, he wants a memory. You could give him that.

“Sam.”

She looked up.

His hand hung outstretched. “It’s only a dance.”

His soft smile convinced her. She stepped forward and took his hand.

It was large and warm, the calluses a reminder that this dance partner was also her mechanic. He swept her away, gliding across the kitchen, his steps sure and graceful. He held her classically, giving her space. But his pheromone-loaded working man smell bridged the gap. She took a long breath of him and held it, feeling no guilt – she was doing him a favor, after all. His strong arms supported her but didn’t push; suggesting movement rather than demanding. Relaxed in his surety, her awkward body shifted — to something petite, fragile, almost graceful. She felt like Cinderella, at the ball. When he spun her, a bubble of joy rose in her chest until it burst from her mouth in a laugh.

If this man loves like he dances, any woman would be toast.

Not that she’d ever know. She stiffened, her fairy tale moment popping like a soap bubble.

He danced her back to the stove and pulled her into a brief, fierce hug. Lips beside her ear, he whispered, “Grazie, bella signora.” He released her, and stepped back.

She curtsied low. She had no idea why; surely it was the first curtsy of her life. But something in the formal passion of the old world music and his courtly manners made her feel . . . womanly.

He turned to the oven, missing her blush.

You’re a little old to play princess, Crozier. And a Tiara doesn’t fit under a motorcycle helmet.

About the book:

You can’t outrun nightmares on a motorcycle. Samantha Crozier knows, because she’s tried. Following the death of her father, Sam, an itinerant building contractor,  sold everything and hit the road on her motorcycle, ‘flipping’ houses on her way across the country. One rainy day on the coast of California, she runs out of road – and luck.

When an accident leaves her afoot in Widow’s Grove, the nightmares catch up. But can a derelict Victorian house, a stray dog, and a small town mechanic convince her to stay long enough to face them?

You can find Laura here:

www.LauraDrakeBooks.com Twitter: @PBRWriter 
FB:https://www.facebook.com/LauraDrakeBooks
Blogging at: http://writersinthestorm.wordpress.com/

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Spotlight: The Rings That Bind by Michelle Smart

I have a special treat this morning! Michelle Smart wanted to share an excerpt of her latest release The Rings That Bind.  The Rings That Bind is available now in both print and digital.

Excerpt for The Rings That Bind by Michelle Smart

“I’ve been looking on the internet and we can sort the divorce out ourselves.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Our divorce,” she said evenly. “There’s no point in us appointing lawyers. I don’t want anything from you and unless you want something from me…”

“I don’t recall agreeing to any divorce,” he cut in, the grip on his glass tightening.

She had it all figured out. She seriously thought she could tell him she wanted a divorce and then waltz off into the moonlight.

The nausea rolled up into his throat and lodged there, burning his vocal cords.

She seriously thought he would let her go.

Her warm eyes chilled and narrowed. “Actually, you did. When we married. Remember?”

He forced his throat to work. “That was eleven months ago. My feelings on the matter have changed.” Hell could freeze over before he let her leave.

“Well mine haven’t. As far as I’m concerned, my feelings on divorce are the same as they were then.” She got to her feet and stood as tall as her short, curvy frame would allow. “I’m sorry if my decision somehow inconveniences you – I had assumed you wouldn’t be bothered – and I’m sorry if somehow I have disappointed you but Nicolai, I can’t stay in this sham of a marriage for a second longer.”

Sadness rang in her eyes before she turned and headed for the door.

“Where do you think you’re going?”


The Rings That Bind is out now! If you enjoyed the excerpt, please click the link below to order a copy of the book.

 

About the book:

On his terms only…

The day Rosa agreed to wear Nicolai Baranski’s ring she wasn’t so foolish as to expect love. Yet nothing could have prepared her for the aching loneliness of her husband’s constant indifference—an indifference that proved too much to bear.

Nico is furious—no one turns their back on a Baranski. Rosa has some nerve if she thinks he will just let her walk away. He’ll use every sensual trick at his disposal to bring her back, begging for more. And once he’s got her where he wants her? He’ll let her go. But only when he’s ready!

You can learn more about Michelle by visiting her website.

Spotlight and Excerpt: The Year of the Great Seventh – Teresa Orts

Teresa Orts dropped by the virtual offices this morning to share an excerpt of The Year of the Great Seventh.  Check it out, and if you enjoy it, please use the Amazon link to purchase a copy. (I receive a small commission if you do so)

EXCERPT – The Year of the great Seventh by Teresa Orts

Admitting I wasn’t going to fall asleep, I emerged from under the bed covers, went over to the windows, and sat on the floor. They say if you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em. Well, if the city lights were going to keep me awake, I might as well enjoy the view.

Crossing my legs in the lotus position, I admired the city skyline. The other glass tower across from us seemed to be private apartments. Most of the floors had their lights on. The energy of this city was captivating. Life continued on through the night in the city that never slept.

It was starting to snow. The frosty flakes resembled white cotton candy. They seemed to be defying the laws of gravity as they were suspended on the air and then swirled up into the sky. It was probably due to the air current caused by the tall buildings. But as things stood in my life at the moment, anything seemed possible.

The traffic was as dense as rush hour in downtown L.A. Cars jammed around Columbus Circle, and no one thought twice about leaning on the horn, even though it was past midnight.

In one of the apartments opposite, a man was sitting by the window, typing on a laptop. The room was dark, but the reflection of the computer screen lit up his face. I could see him clearly. It was as though we were sitting across from each other. I was sure he could see me, too. We were so close, but at the same time, so far. This must be the big city syndrome where you can feel so alone amongst so many people. And knowing that Nate was just across the wall only enhanced the feeling.

I had to start blocking any thoughts of Nate. I had to give myself a break or I was going to start losing my mind. Unfortunately, I was aware that ignoring a problem wasn’t likely to make it go away. I couldn’t believe Nate had planned to hide the stain on his back from me. How long did he think he could pretend everything was going to be fine?

Dad taught me to only believe what could be proved by science, but this lulled me into a state of denial. Nate was vanishing with the tick of the clock, and I had to help him. I wasn’t sure how yet, but I couldn’t fail him. I wanted to slap myself to throw myself into action. How could I be so passive when I was losing the only thing I wanted?

The man in the apartment across from me was drinking from a cup and flicking through the pages of a book that he had next to the laptop. After scanning a few more pages, he continued to type. I wondered what he was doing. I wanted to think he was writing a detective novel based in 1950s Manhattan.

The man stopped typing and stared openly at me, as if he also needed to share his secrets with a stranger. It was snowing hard, and thousands of snowflakes playfully spiraled up into the sky, proving reality had many dimensions. The simple stare from a distant stranger was appeasing that loneliness that was taking hold of me.

I couldn’t stop staring back. Here, sitting on the floor of this grandiose room, in the epicenter of the madness of this city, I just felt so small. How was I, this tiny, fragile girl, going to make the world change its course?

The man with the computer—as if he could hear my thoughts—smiled at me and nodded. Without uttering a word, and with the power of our surroundings, this stranger confirmed that, yes, I could do whatever I gave myself to. It was probably a coincidence, but there were moments like this when the universe conspired to prove that life was full of magic moments. You just needed to learn to see past what was in front of you.

The man went back to typing on his computer, unconscious that with just one stare he’d provided me with the courage I lacked. I was beginning to fall in love, but in this case, with New York City. There was something about the anonymity of this city that brought us closer as humans.

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About the book:

Sophie has always felt out of step—an outsider, even amongst friends in her high school with all the hype about celebrity culture. Her life in L.A. seems to have been already written for her, but when her junior year starts, it all takes a drastic turn. When she crosses paths with the school’s heartthrob, Nate Werner, they fall for each other in a way neither can understand. What they don’t know is that by giving in to their desires, they are unlocking an ancient Egyptian prophecy that threatens to return Earth to the dark ages.

To undo the curse, Nate and Sophie embark on an adventure that takes them across the country. But their quest is not only to save the world as they know it. It is also a fight for their very survival. Behind the scenes, there are those that are counting on them to fail.

 

Teresa Orts – MY BIO

Unlike most authors, I didn’t start writing books when I was five years old. In fact, I’d never been too interested in reading or writing. Hanging out with friends in the small Spanish town where I grew up always seemed more appealing than anything a book could offer. It took about twenty-seven years and a global financial meltdown for me to discover the magic world of writing.

At the time, I was living in New York City, and one morning I discovered I was no longer expected at my sixty-hour-a-week investment banking job. Most of my friends had very demanding jobs, so I spent my days wandering around on my own.

Like other unemployed people, I started living through the nights and sleeping through the days. New York is known as the city that never sleeps for a good reason! One night, tired of surfing the web and watching TV, I opened a Word document and started typing a short story, which I saved in my computer with little interest. That was the day Nate and Sophie were born.

Days later, since the financial industry seemed to be going into a downward spiral, I decided to spend three months traveling through Southeast Asia and New Zealand. I thought, naïve me, that by the time I returned, the financial crisis would have come to an end.

Something really strange happened to me during that trip. No matter where I went, I couldn’t stop thinking about the story. Nate and Sophie followed me everywhere. No matter how hard I tried to forget about them, they just wouldn’t go away. At the beginning, I thought I was losing my mind, but soon after, I realized I had to continue writing the story.

When I came back to New York, I went right back into it, and that’s how The Year of the Great Seventh was created. Unfortunately, halfway through the novel, I received a letter from the immigration department informing me that, with no job, I was no longer welcome in the United States. Without much of a choice, my boyfriend and I decided to pack our lives, along with my half-drafted manuscript, and begin another exciting adventure in London, where we now live.

About the author:

Teresa Orts studied economics and went on to work in the financial industry. She lives in London with her husband and son and this is her first novel. If you want to know more about her, please visit her website www.teresaorts.com

Excerpt and Giveaway! Suddenly Beautiful by Boone Brux

I have a special treat this morning! Boone Brux wanted to share an excerpt from her latest Covet release, Suddenly Beautiful.  If you enjoy it, please use the links below to order a copy for yourself.  Be sure to enter for a chance to win a $25 Amazon gift card, too!

Excerpt: Suddenly Beautiful by Boone Brux

“I can’t give up my sources.” The man’s gaze tracked to Nikki’s belly. “You don’t look pregnant.”

“Because I’m not, you idiot.” She knew exactly who the paparazzo’s informant was. It looked like she’d be commencing Operation Butt Sweat-Unibrow after all.

“But you two are in a relationship—right?” He pointed a stubby finger at her and Tor. “I know what I saw when I walked in.”

“What you saw was me and my assistant talking about today’s schedule.” Tor shoved the camera into Herbert’s stomach and moved forward, crowding the man back into the elevator. “Leave.”

Nikki picked up the phone and dialed security’s extension. “A short man with a camera and an ugly yellow jacket will be getting off the elevator in a minute. Please escort him from the premises and make sure he doesn’t return.”

She pressed the phone back onto its cradle, not waiting to hear the guard’s answer. Tor reached in the elevator and punched one of the buttons. As the doors slid shut, he released the camera and stepped back, sealing Herbert inside.

“Can you believe the nerve of some people?” Nikki plopped back down in her chair.

Tor turned and stared at her. “You’re not, are you?”

She furrowed her brow. “Not what?”

“Pregnant.” He approached her desk. “You’d tell me, wouldn’t you?”

“No, I’m not pregnant.” Though now that he said it, she supposed she could be. They’d used protection in the elevator, but the rest of the night had been free loving. “This is one of Demetria’s tricks.”

“But—” He shoved his hands in his pockets. “You’d tell me if you were, right?”

Would she tell him? The thought of having Tor’s child sent a thrill through her, but a child wasn’t the reason she wanted him to be in a relationship with her. In an effort to avoid directly lying to him, she answered his question with a question. “It would be a little difficult to hide, don’t you think?”

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Being the son of Aphrodite isn’t a walk in the clouds. Rebelling against his demi-god status, billionaire make-up mogul Toraos Stephanos fights to separate his personal life and the immortal world by swearing off demi-god girlfriends forever. Too bad his newest employee can’t take the hint.

Though Nikki secretly pines for her smoking hot boss, no way will she jeopardize her job and independence professing her love to a guy so clearly out of her league. Too bad that leaves her with only imagining him naked and thinking evil thoughts about the new girl.

After a single bottle of Ambrosia and one night of passion… Nikki finally thinks she has a chance with the man of her dreams. But the next morning, Tor pretends like nothing happened, leaving Nikki with an emerging drive for combat—after all, turns out she is the daughter of Ares and she’s about to make her mama proud.

All is fair in love and war… and Nikki’s not about to let anyone forget it.

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Goodreads:

http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17834438-suddenly-beautiful

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Author Bio:

As a multi-published and an award winning author, Boone’s writing drips with experiences from real life.

Addicted to anything that might make a good story, she weaves tales that range from dark fantasy to humorous romance. Settled in the icy regions of Alaska with the love of her life and twin daughters, it’s not uncommon to find her tapping away on her iPad on a windy beach or the barren tundra.

Be warned, anyone and everything is fodder for one of Boone’s novels.

Link To Find Boone Online:

Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4420439.Boone_Brux

Website: http://boonebrux.com

Twitter: https://twitter.com/boonebrux

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/boonebrux

Excerpt and Giveaway! Shadow Hunter by Kait Ballenger

Debut author Kait Ballenger has generously offered a peek at Shadow Hunter, the kick-off to her Execution Underground series.  Shadow Hunter is part of the After Dark anthology, which also contains  Gena Showalter’s The Darkest Angel.  In addition to letting us enjoy this teaser, Kait has a copy of After Dark for one of you to win!  Check out this exciting scene from Shadow Hunter, and enter below for your chance to win a copy!

Shadow Hunter by Kait Ballenger (Execution Underground 0.5)

Numb, Tiffany stepped out of the shadows and slowly walked over to stand near the corpse, a young guy of around thirty-five who looked as if he’d been healthy and fit before the vamp got him. Now the man’s arm was detached from his body, gnawed to shreds. Exactly the way the young girl’s face had been. His eyes were wide open, staring toward the night sky, the stars drowned by the lights of the city. Bending down, she carefully brushed her hand over his eyelids, closing them for the final time. She stood.

“Tiffany!” Damon roared.

Before she could comprehend what was going on, he tackled her full force and knocked her to the ground. A loud hiss pierced the darkness, and her mind snapped to attention. A fierce, red-eyed vampire stepped forward from the shadows, its fangs already extended and blood ringing its mouth.

Damon crouched in front of her, blocking her from the vampire’s attack. As the creature lunged, Damon ripped the Desert Eagle from his waistband and fired a round into the bloodsucker’s gut. With such a high caliber bullet, the vamp’s midsection blew to pieces. Blood and guts splattered over the alleyway, but that wasn’t enough to kill it. Only a severed spine, decapitation or a stake straight through the heart would destroy a bloodsucker for good. The vampire screeched and staggered. It held its internal organs in as the damaged flesh knitted over, healing the bullet wound. It lifted its head. Glowing red eyes pierced through the darkness.

“You will die, hunter.” It crouched in front of the body, guarding the corpse as a lion guards its prey.

Suddenly it ran at Damon, barely visible thanks to its intense speed. It clawed at Damon’s throat, but he kicked his steel-toed boot straight into its still-healing wound. A feral growl escaped the monster’s throat. Damon fought the vampire blow for blow, matching its supernatural strength with a power she’d never seen in a human being before.

For several seconds she stared, completely frozen. She watched their killing dance as the vampire’s blood spilled in all directions, yet each time it lunged, Damon emerged unscathed.

Holy hell. She couldn’t sit there. She had to help. She ripped her own stake from her belt and rushed into the fight.

She lunged at the vampire from behind and stabbed the meaty flesh of his shoulder. Not enough to kill, but enough to injure. In an angry fury, the vampire spun and grabbed at her. She dropped to her knees and sucker punched the bloodsucker straight in the groin.

Take that, sucker.

Human or vampire, getting hit in the crotch hurt like hell.

The creature doubled over in pain, falling on top of her. They rolled across the pavement, each trying to gain the upper hand. Though she was stronger than the average man, the vampire’s supernatural strength overpowered hers. With all its weight it pinned her to the ground. If it sank its fangs into her neck she would be done for. Like a snake, it hissed and threw back its head to attack. A growl, deep and full of anger, sounded in her ears.

It wasn’t the vampire.


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A timeless seduction A unique temptation And a whole world of dark desires…

From New York Times bestselling author Gena Showalter

The Darkest Angel

Winged warrior Lysander has been alive for centuries, and yet he’s never known desire-until he meets Bianka. Spawned from the bloodline of his enemy, the beautiful but deadly Harpy is determined to lead the untouched Lysander into temptation. He may try to evade her attempts, but even the most iron-willed demon assassin can resist for only so long….

And from debut author Kait Ballenger

Shadow Hunter

Vampire hunter Damon Brock’s first assignment with the Execution Underground is Rochester, New York, a city crawling with the undead. But he isn’t the only hunter in town gunning for vamp blood. Tiffany Solow is fierce and ruthless when it comes to slaying the monsters that destroyed her family-and she works solo. But being alone is no longer so desirable when she meets the mysterious hunter who wants more than just her turf. As they work to massacre the local covens, the line between good and evil blurs when they are forced to decide between their lifelong beliefs… and their newfound hearts