Monday, December 13, 2021

Connor Ranch Trilogy Cover Reveal

The Connor Ranch Series by Nikki Ashton

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Box of Hearts 

Blurb

Devastated over the heartache she never saw coming, Millie Braithwaite is determined to make a fresh start - she just didn't expect her new boss to make her so hot and bothered.

Broken and suffocating in his grief, Jesse Connor wants nothing more than to be left alone to work on his ranch - he just didn't expect his daughter's new nanny to be so damn distracting.

When Millie and Jesse meet, their connection is instant. But they're both still suffering and know one more heartbreak could shatter them beyond repair. Can a second chance at love, and the little girl that anchors them together, help them to heal and find happiness?

Box of Hearts is the first book in the Connor Ranch series and tells the story of second chance love and the joy and sorrow it can bring.

Angels' Kisses 

Blurb

The much anticipated follow up to Box of Hearts, Angels’ Kisses is the second book in the Connor's Series and it will make your heart smile and cry in equal measure.

GARRATT~ Sometimes the love or lust of your life gets lost. I lost my girl seven years ago. I tried to get her back but to no avail she is gone. Until one wedding brought us back together and she may think she is getting away, but not in this life time....

JEMMA~ I was head over heels for Garratt Connor but we were young and life changed. I needed to be there for my sister and when things were done and over it was too late. And then running into him at the hotel well that was a beautiful thing. EXCEPT my secret will never let me be loved. He may hate me for life but I am leaving and he will be none the wiser...

Garratt is a man determined to make Jemma his, and he’ll use every trick in the book to make sure it happens – after all, Garratt’s sexy moves and dirty mouth are irresistible, and that’s just his opinion.

This is the story of the loss and tragedy we sometimes have to face on the path to happiness, but ultimately this is a story of strength, determination and love.

Secret Wishes 

Blurb

Secret Wishes is a story of change, a story of growth and a story of two people who were meant to fall in love.

Join the Connor family for the final instalment of the Connor Ranch Series, in this beautiful, heart-wrenching love story.

Caleb Tremaine is a quiet country boy, who leads a simple life. All he ever wanted was a family that loved him and to work with his beloved horses – the Connor family gave him all that and more.

Lorelai, Jesse Connor’s cousin, is wild, sassy and sexy with crazy ways and a great collection of slogan t-shirts. She says it how it is and is never too shy to dish out a bitchy comment – whether it’s needed or not. All she’s ever wanted is to know where the latest party is and which boy she can fool around with next. But, when her crazy goes too far, she’s shipped off to her cousin’s ranch.

Lorelai soon becomes attracted to the quiet, sexy cowboy, Caleb, and it’s more than just physical. His constant need to call her out on her attitude and reminding her she’s worth much more than that she settles for, triggers emotions she’s sure she doesn’t deserve.

Will Lorelai ever believe she is worthy of the love Caleb seems insistent on giving her or will her past choices come back to ruin her secret wishes.

 

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Meet the Author

Nikki lives in Cheshire with her husband, two dogs, and lovely mother-in-law who supplies her with endless cups of tea. She writes contemporary and romantic comedy romances and hopes that she puts a smile on her reader's faces and a sigh in their heart. Nikki is grateful for the wide variety of strange and wonderful people in her life, otherwise, she'd never know what to write about! She always takes a keen interest in family and friends, finding out their innermost secrets in readiness for her next book.

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Friday, December 10, 2021

Deadly Illusion (Secrets in the City #1) Release Blitz


Title: Deadly Illusion
Series: Secrets and the City #1
Author: Kathy Lockheart
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: December 10, 2021

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A sexy fighter saw her bruises. Now he’ll die to protect her. Maybe even kill…

Jenna was determined to leave her dark past behind her and build the life she’d always wanted, but just when she thought all her dreams were finally coming true, a shocking incident shattered her fairy-tale life, and now she’s hiding a terrible secret—a secret that could cost her everything.

Damian is as gorgeous as he is mysterious, keeping his own dark secrets from everyone he meets. He never thought he'd care about anything again...until he meets Jenna. He knows letting her get close to him will put her in danger, but when he suspects Jenna's in trouble, there's only one thing that matters: protecting her at all costs.

Thrust into a terrifying nightmare where a threat looms in every shadow, Jenna and Damian find themselves in a race for survival. Soon, everyone Jenna loves is in peril, and only the ultimate sacrifice can save them...

An emotional, tension-filled forbidden romance that will keep you on the edge of your seat until the very last page...

Deadly Illusion is a full-length standalone with no cliffhanger in The Secrets and the City series: A collection of forbidden romances with page-turning suspense and gripping plot twists. This is an emotional novel that contains sensitive subject matters.


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EXCERPT
I pointed my stick at his chest, noticing it no longer had blood splatter on it.

"For God's sake, Jenna! Is that really necessary?"

I clutched my weapon tighter.

Damian let out a frustrated sigh. "After what you saw, you really think a stick would stop me?"

"Yeah," I lied.

"If I wanted to hurt you, I'd have done it by now."

"Comforting."

"You know I'd never hurt you."

"No, I don't. I don't know anything about you." And I didn't trust my judgment. It'd been wrong before...

Damian rubbed his ribs. Evidently, I'd gotten in some good swings. I shouldn't have felt a rush of triumph.

"Leave," I insisted.

He looked at me sharply. "You can't be serious."

"I'm deadly serious."

Damian pinched the bridge of his nose. "I'm trying to be patient here, Jenna, but it's been a long night. You're wet and cold, and you need to come back to the truck before you get hypothermia."

"I'm not going anywhere with you."

"Yes, you are."

"No, I'm not," I said, raising the stick when he reached for me.

"I'm not leaving you alone out here, Jenna, so cut it out!" He reached for me again, so I swung, but he dodged it and glowered at me.

How frustrating it must be to be so strong and yet powerless to move one small girl.

Damian looked up at the sky, then back at me. "Come back to the building, out of the rain."

"No."

"My truck, then. Lock me out if you want, but come out of the woods. It's not safe."

"No."

He scanned my body with a tightened jaw, clearly contemplating just throwing me over his shoulder and carrying me out.

"Don't even think about it," I warned. "I'm not going anywhere with you."

"I'm not leaving you alone out here," Damian said, irritated. The massive chunk of muscles took another step toward me.

I raised my bat.

"You go," Damian pointed behind him. "I'll stay, for God's sake."

"You might follow me."

"For the love of..." Damian's chest swelled as he ran a hand through his hair. "Why do you have to make this so difficult?"

"Because I don't know who you are!"

He held the back of his neck. "What do I have to do to get you to leave?"

Nothing. There was nothing Damian could do to convince me to leave with him. Not tonight, not ever.

This whole time he'd been hiding who he really was.

© Kathy Lockheart. All rights reserved.


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Kathy Lockheart is an author of Romantic Suspense novels. Her books—which have a unique blend of emotional elements typically found in women’s fiction and the romance and danger elements found in romantic suspense—contain themes of dark romance, antiheroes, and forbidden romance. Her debut novel, Deadly Illusion, releases 12/10/2021, and her second and third novels release in 2022. When she’s not writing, you can find her silently cursing the person who put fluorescent lights in dressing rooms.

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Finding the Invisible Woman Blog Tour +Giveaway


Title: Finding the Invisible Woman
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: November 23, 2021
Cover Designer: BookSmith Design
 
 

What do you do when no one sees you? How do you find yourself when you’ve become invisible?

Forty-three-year-old Hadley Monroe has outgrown her life. Nothing in her world seems to fit anymore. A loving wife and doting mother of two grown daughters, Hadley has always put the needs of her family first, quietly tucking away her own dreams of being an artist. Although she doesn’t regret her choices, Hadley has entered the phase of life where she feels lost.  

Her children are grown, and her role as a mother has changed.  Hadley’s husband, Charlie, an attorney and ten years her senior, doesn’t seem to need her anymore either. Hadley loves Charlie with all her heart, but lately, he's been distant, and Hadley believes he's keeping a secret. Unable to connect with him, she is isolated and alone.

A chance encounter with a stranger sets in motion a series of events that will upend her life and challenge everything she ever believed. When Hadley receives the call that her abusive, estranged mother is dying, she feels the walls closing in even more. Her solid, perfect life is unrecognizable. Can she find her way back to the woman she used to be? Does that woman even exist? 

How can she find herself when she has become invisible? 


Had I known that day in the coffee shop that the conversation I was about to have would forever alter the course of my life, I often wonder if I would have stopped myself. If I could have seen into the future, far down the road to how it would all end, would I have opened my mouth at all? They say hindsight is 20/20, but I’m not sure I believe that. Even now, a year later, I’m uncertain.

A part of me, the part that was somehow immediately consumed by him, knows the answer is unequivocally yes. I absolutely would have had the conversation, even knowing all that would come after it. I would have had it because I couldn’t have helped myself. I was drawn to him like the proverbial moth to a flame. My world spontaneously combusted that day. I couldn’t have avoided him if I had tried. But the truth was that I didn’t try.

The other part, the rational, logical, responsible part of me says that if I had a crystal ball to see into the future, I would not have leapt so easily. I would have proceeded with caution, weighed the risks. In weighing them, I would have chosen the safe route. I would have continued on the same monotonous path, plodding through my days, doing exactly what I was supposed to.

That conversation, one brief moment in time, just a small blip on the radar of my life, sparked the incessant questions that plagued me every day after. Questions like am I happy? Is there more to life than this? Can I live in the same rut for another twenty years? How did I end up here?

They turned out to be questions I wasn’t ready to answer. If I had thought about what might happen, more than likely I would have stayed inside my own small world, continuing to take up as little space as possible, afraid of reaching too high for fear of rocking the boat.

But on that day, just an ordinary Tuesday in October, he stepped in line behind me and commented on my shirt. The shirt was nothing special, just a blue blouse that I had worn a hundred times. It was completely unremarkable. Yet he remarked on it. He noticed. He saw me. In doing so, he upended my world, the aftershocks sending me on a path that turned out to be anything but ordinary. 


Heidi Renee Mason is a passionate romance novelist and crafter of your next Happily Ever After. She loves listening to the voices in her head (from her characters, of course!) and creating worlds in which her readers can lose themselves for a little while. A native of the Midwest, Heidi now resides in the Pacific Northwest with her husband and three daughters.



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Wednesday, December 8, 2021

Hot Nanny Next Door (Practically Perfect Nannies Series) Release Blitz


Title: Hot Nanny Next Door
A Practically Perfect Nannies Series Standalone
Author: Cathryn Fox
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: December 7, 2021

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No way was I going to marry some guy to bring two rivaling crime families together.

I was not a pawn, and my virginity was not for sale.

That’s why I snuck away, and took a nanny position in a nice neighborhood.

The next thing I knew, I was all tangled up in another position—with the hot millionaire next door.

Not my smartest move. Not when I knew it could put him and his son in danger.

We were strangers, but that didn’t stop me from giving him…everything.

For the first time in my life I felt free, until danger tapped me on the shoulder.

That’s when I realized I was in trouble…

And that falling for the hot neighbor was going to cost more than my heart.


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EXCERPT
His dark eyes narrow in on me, and I try not to shift under his scrutiny. Sweat breaks out on my forehead, despite the air conditioning in the grocery store, and my heart crashes a little harder against my ribs as I give him another once over. Tall. Foreboding. Powerful. He represents everything I’ve been running from.
Is this one of my father’s men? Have they found me already? I’d been so careful, so secretive the last few weeks. Using burner phones each time I called the Practically Perfect Nannies in search of a job. Thanks to my mixed heritage—I can speak English and Italian fluently—I was promptly placed with a Sicilian family who wanted me to teach their daughter English and still be able to communicate with them all in Italian. While Chicago’s Gold Coast is gorgeous, I would have preferred a place a little further from my home, but I was desperate, so I jumped on it, being careful to keep a low profile until I can save up enough to get out of Chicago altogether.
Then I can go to college like I want, instead of marrying at eighteen. I have my whole life ahead of me. I want to experience things, to travel, and hopefully someday own my own restaurant. I could have asked my father for college money, but he’d want me married first. Once married, he’d tell me I didn’t need an education. In the world I was born into, it’s still an old fashioned one, where the men rule the roost. I’m a modern woman and want a life in the modern world.
“Are you okay?” the man asks as he smooths a big hand down his tie. I follow the movement. I take a breath, and then another, working to pull myself together long enough to find my voice.
“Yes, sorry.” I point to the apples as I work to figure out if this man is going to drag me from the store by my hair. From the way people are giving him a wide berth, I don’t even think they’d try to stop him. “You go ahead.”
I size him up again. I’ve gotten good at reading others over the years. Who is friend and who is foe? Everything about him, from his expensive suit and shoes to his perfectly shaven face and combed hair—that wouldn’t dare to tumble out of place—screams wealth and power. He’s everything I despise. Guys like him rule the world, telling girls like me what to do and how to do it. I am so over that, and truth be told, I’m a little surprised he’s getting his own groceries. You’d think a man in a suit that costs thousands of dollars would have servants, and many of them. Unless, of course, he’s one of my father’s henchmen, buying groceries under pretense, when he’s actually here for me.
“No, you go ahead.” He checks his watch. “You seem to be in a rush. I have a few minutes to spare.”
I hesitate for a second and narrow my eyes. Is he waiting for backup? As I study his handsome chiseled face, recognition niggles in the back of my brain. Do I know him? Have I met him before? If he’s not one of my father’s men, he could be from a rival family, keeping his eye on me. Arianna Milano. Though I’ve changed it to Miller to keep my identity hidden. The prized little virgin who can bring the Sicilian and Russian mafia together.
My virginity is not for sale, thank you very much.


AUTHOR BIO
New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Cathryn Fox is a wife, mom, sister, daughter, aunt and friend. She loves dogs, sunny weather, anything chocolate (she never says no to a brownie) pizza and red wine. Cathryn lives in beautiful Nova Scotia with her husband, who is convinced he can turn her into a mixed martial arts fan. When not writing, Cathryn can be found Skyping with her son living in Seattle (could he have moved any farther away?) shopping with her daughter in the city, watching a big action flick with her husband, or hanging out and laughing with friends.


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Gingersnap (Odin's Fury MC #4) Cover Reveal


Title: Gingersnap
Series: Odin's Fury Motorcycle Club #4
Author: Victoria Jayne
Publisher: Limitless Publishing
Genre: Adult Dark Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: Deranged Doctor Design
Release Date: January 11, 2022

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Safe. Sane. Consensual.

Liz "Gingersnap" finally found the perfect, most compatible play partner.

The only problem? DASH is the ultimate bad boy. The last one cost her a great job, but being with DASH? Yeah, Gingersnap upped the ante – her life.

DASH has never played with a woman like Gingersnap.

But the Ohio Chapter of Odin's Fury is withering. DASH's club brother is missing. The very club he dedicated his life to, might just be the thing that costs DASH his woman. Which could be for the best.

Yet, despite that, they can't deny the truth. They're addicted to one another. In the end, they'll have to decide if the perfect play partner is worth the ultimate risk.


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Dash had planned to take Liz to a cute Italian restaurant with low lighting and a romantic atmosphere. He’d wanted them to have a normal vanilla evening of getting to know one another. His intentions were pure. Drumming his fingers on the steering wheel of his truck, he bopped his head to the beat of Black Betty by Ram Jam, doing his best to hide the disappointment in himself. She’d deserved a better date—first date.
But she answered the door in that threadbare robe, wearing the hottest fucking bra and panty set he’d ever seen. He was just a man, and not a good one at that. His little vixen knew exactly what she’d done, and he was nothing if not accommodating with his partners. So, he’d come up with something on the fly.
And fly they did if he wanted to get any sort of food in her. The speed limits on these roads were merely a suggestion this time of night anyway, right?
Unfortunately, the time it took to get her prepped, dressed, and for her to do whatever it was she did with her hair, meant that their choices for dinner dwindled. He wanted to take her somewhere nicer, but the Broken Spoke seemed their only option now.
Owned by the club, he knew he’d get no flack for wanting food this late. It also meant his brothers would be there. Pulling up to the Spoke in a cage, instead of his Road King, meant his brothers would notice.
Hell, they’d notice because Liz was a fucking hot redhead. It didn’t matter what he drove to get there. Blondes were a dime a dozen, but fiery bitches—they were hard to come by. Add to it, he didn’t have her on his bike—they’d think he wasn’t serious about her. Was he?
Fuck him running. He normally prided himself on his ability to plan. He swerved to hit yet another pothole just to hear her groan as the plug shifted in her ass, and to prove to himself that yes, he did in fact plan shit. But he realized he may have made the wrong decision when it came to which vehicle he’d chosen. Taking her to the Spoke meant exposing her to the club.
Sure, she’d been at the funeral, but with all the people there, she was written off as just another citizen. Showing up at the Spoke with him—yeah, they’d notice. Not to mention, she’d notice the colors. They hadn’t exactly spoken about his club involvement. He screwed himself for sure.
With his hand on her thigh, he felt the muscles in her leg tightening as she squeezed. It sparked a grin. The plug had worked. Since she wasn’t all that experienced with ass play, he knew he’d have to get it out soon. Which was why he’d insisted on her bringing a large purse.
They pulled into the half-paved and half-gravel lot. He immediately counted the bikes and noted the prospect at the door. Romeo’s and Mittens’ bikes stood out against the rest. Shouldn’t his brothers be on their way home? Too late to turn back now.
“Sorry it’s not a nicer place.” He patted her leg. “Plans had to be adjusted.” He grinned because he wasn’t about to apologize for why they’d had to adjust plans. “Next time.”
Her pale blue eyes rimmed with arousal from having hit every bump on the way there. Though, he suspected there was a post-orgasmic glow there as well. It looked good on her, and the half chub in his pants persisted.
“I’m sure it’s fine.” A sultry smile spread across her lips.
That did nothing to ease the strain in his jeans. Truly a minx, he’d never be convinced she didn’t know exactly what she did to him.


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AUTHOR BIO
Victoria Jayne is a Jersey Girl through and through. She doesn’t pump gas, she eats pork roll, and grew up on the shore. She lives with her journalist husband and her two darling daughters.

When not writing, Victoria enjoys baking with her daughters, rooting for the New Jersey Devils, thinking of home improvement projects for her husband, daydreaming/planning vacations she’ll never take, and staying up far too late chatting on Discord.

The worlds of Suzanne Wright, JD Tyler, Dianne Duvall, Elisabeth Naughton, Madeline Sheehan, Tillie Cole, Kim Jones, JL Drake, and Joanne Wylde inspired Victoria. After binge reading them, she committed to writing and publishing her own books. She loves discovering new authors and the characters they create just as much as her own.

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Tuesday, December 7, 2021

Washed Away Release Blitz


Title: Washed Away
Author: RC Boldt
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: December 7, 2021

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USA TODAY bestselling author RC Boldt brings us a sizzling romance chock-full of intrigue and deceit in this brand new romantic suspense…

All that’s forgotten isn’t always gone…

I’m at death’s doorstep when my body washes up on shore in Panama.
My memory is a blank slate. I can’t even remember my name. I don’t know who shot me and left me for dead—or why.
Patient and kind, the lone doctor there mends my body while offering me refuge.
But as tiny flashbacks of my past occur, I wonder if there’s anyone I can trust.
It’s up to me to discover whether I’m in danger or a danger to others. Whether I’ve actually found love or if it’s all been a lie.
I need answers to find out who I really am.
If only I could remember…


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EXCERPT
“Do you know my name?”
Every muscle in my body goes rigid. “Excuse me?”
Her chest heaves, and the movement clearly causes her pain, but her lips flatten stubbornly. “What is my name?” Those blue eyes are troubled now, fear edging in, while distress practically oozes from her voice.
“You don’t…know your name?” I ask slowly, carefully gauging her reaction.
“No.” She swallows audibly, her eyes filling with tears. “I don’t remember anything.”
Fuck.
I scoot my rolling stool closer and take a seat beside her. Peering at her, I try to decipher whether she’s being completely honest.
I’ve learned to be suspicious over the years, especially with living in part of the denser, remote jungle areas bordering the coast.
“Well, what I can tell you is”—I lace my fingers casually—“you’re not pregnant, you have an IUD for birth control, and the panel I ran on you says you’re negative for any sexually transmitted diseases.
“You’re also blood type O, and your X-rays showed some broken bones—both previously incurred and current.
“Two of your ribs on your right side showed current hairline fractures, likely sustained during your…accident.”
I pause for even a flicker of acknowledgment but get nothing. Nothing, that is, except witness her expression bloom with stark terror.
“I removed two bullets from your shoulder and two more from your side near your hip. You also suffered a considerable stab wound.
“The X-rays indicated you most recently broke your index finger on your left hand. It’s since healed.”
She stares down at her hand, now trembling slightly, as if it’s grown a head of its own. I don’t bother informing her of the other bones in her body that indicated a previous break or fracture.
Broken left wrist.
Fracture near the base of her right elbow.
Fractures of most of the small bones in her right foot.
Broken nose.
Fractured jaw.
Straightening her fingers, she wiggles them before her eyes cut to mine. A thread of panic lines her tone. “I should remember something like that, shouldn’t I?”
I scan her features again for evidence of deceit but come up empty.
I’m dealing with a woman who has a severe case of amnesia.
Sonofabitch.


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RC Boldt is a USA Today bestselling author currently living in part of the Costa Rican jungle with the love of her life and her mini-me.

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