Thursday, July 18, 2019

Making Up (Shacking Up #4) Blog Tour +Review

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"I LOVED both Cosy and Griffin! This story was ABSOLUTE PERFECTION!"- Kendall Ryan, New York Times bestselling author 

 

Making Up an all-new laugh-out-loud romantic comedy from New York Times bestselling author Helena Hunting is available now!

 

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Cosy Felton is great at her job—she knows just how to handle the awkwardness that comes with working at an adult toy store. So when the hottest guy she’s ever seen walks into the shop looking completely overwhelmed, she’s more than happy to turn on the charm and help him purchase all of the items on his list.

Griffin Mills is using his business trip in Las Vegas as a chance to escape the broken pieces of his life in New York City. The last thing he wants is to be put in charge of buying gag gifts for his friend’s bachelor party. Despite being totally out of his element, and mortified by the whole experience, Griffin is pleasantly surprised when he finds himself attracted to the sales girl that helped him.

As skeptical as Cosy may be of Griffin’s motivations, there’s something about him that intrigues her. But sometimes what happens in Vegas doesn’t always stay in Vegas and when real life gets in the way, all bets are off. Filled with hilariously awkward situations and enough sexual chemistry to power Sin City, Making Up is the next standalone in the Shacking Up world. 

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Excerpt

We’re a couple of minutes away from my apartment, which also means we’re almost at the end of our date. End-of-date protocol often means a goodnight kiss. 
And I’ve eaten onions. Lots of them. What the hell was I thinking? I feel around in my shorts pocket, hoping I have a random stick of gum. I find a tiny square packet and pull it out, along with an old tissue. I shove that back in my pocket and sigh with relief as I carefully open the Listerine Pocketpak. There’s one strip left. I pop it in my mouth, wishing I had water since my mouth is dry and I’m suddenly super nervous.  
Griffin pulls up in front of my apartment building. I swallow a bunch of times, trying to get the strip to dissolve on my tongue and glance out the tinted window, seeing it from his perspective. I don’t live in a bad part of town, but I sure as hell wouldn’t leave this car sitting out here for any length of time unless I wanted it keyed or stripped down.  
Griffin shifts into park and turns to me, one hand resting on the back of my seat near the headrest. “I had a great time, Cosy.”  
“Me too, thanks for dinner.” I tried to fork over my share, but he was quick on the credit card draw. “It was my pleasure.” He leans in the tiniest bit, a nonverbal cue that he’s going in for a kiss.  
I mirror the movement, giving him the go ahead. My stomach flutters in anticipation. I exhale slowly through my nose. Even though the Listerine strip should be doing its job to mask the onions, I don’t want to ruin the moment by breathing that in his face.  
His fingertips skim my jaw, and I close my eyes. And then his lips brush my cheek. I wait for them to move a couple of inches to the right, but after what feels like a lot of seconds—and is probably only a few—I crack a lid.  
Griffin is still close, a wry smile on his lips and a smolder in his eyes.  
“Seriously, that’s it? A kiss on the cheek?”  
His smile widens, making his eyes crinkle at the corners. He’s nothing like the guys I usually end up on dates with. College boys don’t take things slow. If I were out with one of the guys from school, I’d be sitting in a beat-up Civic with some stupid music playing, and he’d be all over me with his tongue halfway down my throat, copping a feel.  
“I thought all the onions you ate were the equivalent to garlic for vampires.” Griffin fingers my hair near my shoulder. I’d really like him to finger something else. Wait. I mean I’d like to feel his hands on me. Not in my pants. Okay, maybe I’d like them in my pants, but not after date number one. 
“I wasn’t thinking, and I really like onions. A lot. In hindsight, it’s not a great date food. I feel kinda dumb. And I guess at first I wasn’t so sure about you. How was I supposed to know you’d actually be kind of normalish?”  
“Normalish?”  
“Well, you drink club soda on purpose, so you can’t be all there.” I tap his temple.  
Griffin circles my wrist with his fingers and drops his head, lips brushing over my knuckle. “We can’t all be perfect, now, can we?”  
“I suppose not, and perfect is boring.”  
“That it is.” He hums against my skin, and I feel it through my entire body. “I would like to try that kiss again, if you’re still interested.”

 
 
This is the fourth book in the series but they can be read as standalones. I have read the other three and I wasn’t confused at all. Cosy works at an adult toy store. So, she is used to all kinds coming in and shopping. Griffin comes in shopping for stuff for a bachelor party. Shopping for gag gifts is the last thing Griffin wanted to be doing but Cosy makes the trip a little better. She is skeptical when a few weeks later he pops into the shop and asks her out. Cosy decides to give him a chance though. They hit off really well but things aren’t all roses and sunshine. They face many challenges. The age difference, income difference, and someone from Griffin’s past. Will they be able to find a way to make it work? I enjoyed this book. I felt for both of them. Some of the things they go through are hard. They book is definitely angsty and emotional. I feel like Cosy does worry a lot. She is young and worries about a lot of things that maybe don’t really matter in the long run. Great job Helena.
  

About Helena

New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of PUCKED, Helena Hunting lives on the outskirts of Toronto with her incredibly tolerant family and two moderately intolerant cats. She's writes contemporary romance ranging from new adult angst to romantic sports comedy. 
 

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Love, Loyalty and Mayhem: A Motorcycle Club Romance Anthology Release Boost +Giveaway


Title: Love, Loyalty and Mayhem:
A Motorcycle Club Romance Anthology
Genre: Motorcycle Club Romance/Romantic Suspense
Release Date: July 16, 2019


Blurb
Bad Boy Alpha Alert!

Twenty of your favorite MC authors come together to bring you brand new, never released stories from some of your favorite motorcycle clubs.

Love-
Life with a biker is an adventure full of twists and turns. When love is involved, MC men never back down from what they want—they fight for it.

Loyalty-
Loyalty is the foundation in any motorcycle club. Break it, they break you. There isn't a line they won't cross to protect who or what they claim as their own.

Mayhem-
These men live a life made by their own set of rules. Chaos tends to always find them. You cross them, the consequences are swift. 

Hold on for the ride as this talented group of authors come together to bring you an anthology like no other.

Your favorite clubs, new clubs, and everything in between can be found in this collection filled with suspense, action, adventure, romance and so much more!

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All profits from the Love, Loyalty & Mayhem: A Motorcycle Club Romance Anthology will be donated to Bikers Against Bullies USA.

BAB USA is a national not-for-profit organization created by bikers to raise awareness and empower the community to fight the terrible effects of bullying on young people through education, community outreach and fundraising. https://www.bikersagainstbulliesusa.com


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Wednesday, July 17, 2019

Zed (Rough Ink #1) Blog Tour +Giveaway


Title: Zed
Series: Rough Ink, book 1
Author: MV Ellis
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: June 29, 2019
Publisher: Hot Tree Publishing
Cover Designer: PopKitty Design

 
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Secrets from his past have scarred his heart. Can he trust her enough to learn to love again?  

In the eyes of the law, I’d atoned for the secrets of my past, but in my heart, I knew the debt I owed was too big to ever be repaid. I didn’t ask for forgiveness, because I knew I wasn’t worthy of it. Guilt weighed me down and scarred my heart.

If it wasn’t for my art, I’d probably be dead. The truth was, I had nothing else to live for. Or so I thought until Octavia Douglas came breezing unexpectedly into the picture. 

Sexy, stubborn, and smart enough to know better than to throw her future away on a guy like me, Vivi made me question everything I thought I already knew. I suddenly craved the happy ever after I’d never dared dream of, and knew I didn’t deserve.

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Kota put her head around the door of my office and rapped on the doorframe gently. “Knock knock.”
I looked up, took one look at her face and immediately realized there was a problem. “Hey, K, what’s up?”
She wrinkled her nose as though she’d smelled something bad.
“So there’s a ‘client’ in reception who I need your help with. He won’t listen to me, and if he carries on, I’m in danger of punching him in the dick. I decided it was best to call in the big guns before it got ugly. And being as you’re the biggest of the big….” She winked coyly, faux flirting with me, even though we both knew she was doing no such thing. We also knew she didn’t need to in order to get me to do what she wanted. I loved her like a sister—my heart twanged painfully at the thought, as always—and I’d do pretty much anything she needed me to do, in any given circumstance, no questions asked.
I looked over at the monitor that showed me the reception area—there was a camera in every treatment room, also—and squinted a little, analyzing the grainy black-and-white image.
“Is that a kid? Looks like he’s wearing a school uniform.”
She rolled her eyes, popping her gum impatiently.
“Yeah, it is. And he is. And get this. It’s not just any school uniform. Nope, it’s none other than St. Joseph’s.”
“As in St. Joseph’s Academy?” Of course. I should have fucking known. I couldn’t see the crest on the blazer properly in the poor-quality image, but I ought to have recognized the stripes and trims—they’d featured in enough of my nightmares, both asleep and awake, to have permanently imprinted themselves on my psyche.
“The very same. He’s like a baby, and I thi—”
I was out of my seat and marching toward the reception area before she had a chance to finish her sentence. I stormed into the room, practically stomping up to the lone client. Kota scampered behind me, desperately trying to keep in step. I pulled up abruptly and she skidded into my back with an “Oomph.”
“Can I help you?” I didn’t want to be rude, but on the other hand, I didn’t want to be too welcoming, either. Anything even remotely connected to St. Joseph’s made my skin crawl right off the bat.
Mr. St. J’s looked at me with watery blue eyes that seemed to be having trouble focusing. What the fuck? Just as Kota had said, he was young—sixteen, seventeen maybe? Looking at him, I was struck by a strong sense of déjà vu. That feeling and the overwhelming stench of Southern Comfort emanating from his every pore went straight to my gut. SoCo had been the first liquor I ever got sauced on, when I was younger than the little punk standing in front of me. Now it made me want to gag whenever I got even the merest whiff of it.
“Yeah, acshully, you can. I want a tatt of this guy on my asssshh.” He thrust a crumpled photo into my hand. I looked at it. A mostly blond early middle-aged man who seemed vaguely familiar glared out at me. I bit the inside of my cheek to keep the laughter that was threatening to spill out in check.
Oh hell no. Not today, Satan.
“Well given that you’re clearly underage, and under the influence, that is the definition of not gonna happen. The door’s that way.” I nodded toward the front of the store.
“See ya, kid.” I nodded again, turned on my heel and started making my way back to my office.
“Why not, man? I haaaaaaave money. Look.” His voice came out in a sharp burst, like machine gun fire, and probably louder than he’d intended. He jumped a little in surprise.
Christ, he’s fucked up.
He rummaged desperately in the front pocket of his leather backpack and retrieved a handful of scrunched bills. Large bills. The action messed with his balance, and as he made his way toward me, every step seemed more unstable than the last. He thrust the money at me, but I stood still, looking at it as though he was clutching poisonous spiders rather than a considerable amount of cash.
“Here, look seeee.” At another time or place, the slurring might have been kind of funny, but right then it spelled a Class-B misdemeanor, and with my history, up to a year’s jail time. I wanted the kid out of there, stat. Rumpled greens and all.
“I see that, but your money’s no good here, so I suggest you call Mom, Dad, the driver, or the au pair and have someone come get your drunk and/or high ass, because I’ll be tattooing you just after I put a piercing through Satan’s scrotum. So beat it.” Obviously any pretense of manners had flown out the window on one of the kid’s bourbon-infused drunken hiccups.


MV ELLIS knows what it’s like to fall head over heels in love with a badass musician. She followed her heart halfway around the world to be with one. She moved from London to Sydney after a steamy holiday romance with a sexy bass player in sultry Brazil.

Twelve years, two children and a dog later, and she’s still smitten. All this with a guy she sat next to on a bus for 36 hours! She has toured internationally as a “WAG,” and her experiences inspire her writing.
Ellis’s love of romance began when she was 11 years old, after a summer spent secretly reading her auntie’s books. She’s been a sucker for an alpha hero and strong heroine ever since.

An avid reader, Ellis always knew she’d write a book of her own one day. She was right about that. Following a career spanning advertising, marketing, and social media, she finally wrote Catching London in 2017.


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Accidental Obsession (Those Malcolm Boys #2) Release Blitz


Title: Accidental Obsession
Author: K.L. Donn
Series: Those Malcolm Boys; Book 2
Genre: Contemporary Romance


Cattle are simple.
You take care of them; they take care of you.

Women, not so much.

They're fickle, stubborn and emotional.
They're time consuming and unapologetic.

And yet, I can't live without her.

She's passion and sin.
Heartache and innocence.

Isabella Sharp is every man's weakness.
She'll bring me to my knees.
And in return I'll worship her with my dying breath.

I am Cross Malcolm

After the secrets and through the lies...
Past the darkness and into the light...

I get what's mine.




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Tuesday, July 16, 2019

Falling With You (Fractured Connections #3) Release Blitz


Title: Falling With You
Series: Fractured Connections #3
Author: Carrie Ann Ryan
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: July 16, 2019


Blurb
The day I lost my best friend was the day I realized that I'd been living in the past. I've tried to find a way to heal, to mend that break. Somehow, I came through it partially whole. But I know I couldn't have done that without Aiden Connolly.
The problem is, he once loved my best friend. And now she's gone, and I refuse to be in that shadow, or worse, a replacement for someone we both loved.

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I left them all behind.
My brother.
My family.
My best friend.
And her.
Only Sienna Knight doesn't realize what she means to me. But before I can make sure she knows, I need to figure out exactly what that is.


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Author Bio
Carrie Ann Ryan is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of contemporary, paranormal, and young adult romance. Her works include the Montgomery Ink, Redwood Pack, Fractured Connections, and Elements of Five series, which have sold over 3.0 million books worldwide. She started writing while in graduate school for her advanced degree in chemistry and hasn’t stopped since. Carrie Ann has written over seventy-five novels and novellas with more in the works. When she’s not losing herself in her emotional and action-packed worlds, she’s reading as much as she can while wrangling her clowder of cats who have more followers than she does.

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