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Monday, November 30, 2015

Week Blitz: Timesurfers by @RhondaSermon with #excerpt and #giveaway

Young Adult Urban Fantasy
Date Published: 9/28/2015

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"It’s not a choice. It’s a destiny."

Fifteen-year-old Cate takes weird, unusual and plain terrifying in her stride. Five years in witness protection will do that. It didn’t however prepare her for when everything and everyone surrounding her suddenly froze at the bus stop. All still like statues. Only she sees the teens appear out of thin air. One boy hoists the bus she’s waiting to board over his head, while the others disarm a bomb placed underneath it. When she confronts them the teens vanish. Literally vanish.

Intrigued why Cate wasn't frozen at the bus stop, the teens pursue her relentlessly. They arrive at Socrates Private School and all the teachers and the other students act like they've known them all forever– like they’ve always attended the school. Cate sees something different. She is adamant they are totally new to Socrates and have never set foot in the school before today. What's with that?

When Cate accidentally brings a dead cheerleader back to life, her connection to the secretive teens is revealed. They are Timesurfers who travel through time and battle the powerful dark forces intent on manipulating history. A reluctant Cate is forced into their brutal world. She must discover her magical powers, choose a side, and end an ancient war. That’s if, and it’s a pretty big if, she can survive the initiation trials. No pressure though.


“If you’re rifling through my brain with your little Time-Jedi tricks, stop it.” At this rate she wouldn’t have a brain to rifle through, it was taking such a beating.
“I can’t read your mind, happy?”
She was light years away from happy. “How do you travel through time like that?”
“It’s a combination of magic and science. Your body dematerialises–”
“No! You look like you’ve stepped from one room to another.” She smoothed her hair and removed a few stands of grass. “I look like I’ve be pulled through a tornado.”
He chuckled as he plucked random plant matter from her hair. His broad shoulders blocked the sun, which outlined him with its silver glow. As his hand ran over her hair, tingles shimmered over her scalp.
She swatted his hand away. “I can do it.”
“I’ve been surfing for longer than you’ve been alive.” He dropped his hand. “It takes practice.”
“What, so now you’re a century old, immortal, magical time traveller who’s frozen forever at sixteen?”
“Whoa! Big leap there. I’m nineteen, but I’ve been Timesurfing since before I could walk. My mum, who is an immortal, hid out in a different time each week until I was five. She had a relationship that went bad.”
“Your mother’s an immortal?”
“Keep up. I’m off. Eve’s headed this way from cheer practice. ETA, two minutes.”
“But we’ve been gone for ages.”
“Perks of time travel. Spend as long as you want in my present—only lose a few minutes in your present. That’s my past.”
“Yeah, yeah, I got that. When you were talking to Naitanui before, who did you think I was?”
“The magic won’t let me say.” Austin’s impish grin frustrated her. He pushed all her buttons so effortlessly with his infectious boyish charm and the promise of an uncomplicated good time.
“You know I’m going to tell Eve everything?”
Austin shrugged. “It’s you risking the frontal lobotomy. Naitanui!” He flickered and disappeared.

About the Author

Rhonda lives in Perth, Western Australia with her husband and two children. Her two ragdoll cats can often be found helpfully walking over her keyboard, chasing her mouse or generally complaining loudly about the lack of priority their needs are being given. On the good days, she adores writing, on the challenging days, it’s still awesome. Her debut novel Timesurfers was a finalist in the Young Adult category and overall runner up in The Strongest Start 2012 Contest hosted by

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Tour Kick Off: Small Town Charms by @thecoracuba

Paranormal Romance
Date Published:  September 2015

A modern romance set in a cozy mountain town that lives under the spell of warring witches... welcome to Small Town Charms 

Meet Mandy Flores: a young woman snow bound in a small mountain town with a killer who wants her blood...

When Mandy Flores is hired to house sit for the ruggedly handsome Clyde Weathers, she is left snowbound in a mountaintop mansion with his unconscious fiancee, who has been in a coma since the day before their wedding. Mandy's uncontrollable attraction to Clyde leads her to become the novice of a sinister dark witch and local bartender, Jessica. Mandy doesn't mean to hurt anyone when she casts a love spell on Clyde with Jessica's help, but letting loose the mountain's magic will change the lives of everyone in Big Bear and tear the small community apart.

How did Clyde's beautiful bride-to-be fall into a coma? Why does Jessica seem to hate Clyde’s fiancee so much? And does Clyde truly love Mandy or is it only magic fueling their growing attraction?

Mandy must untangle the meaning of the magical, secret world hidden just below the surface of this seemingly perfect small town...or she will never leave the mountain alive. 

#1 – Do You See Writing as a Career?
I clocked in and written all day forty hours a week for work for a while in my career, and I've supported myself on freelance writing for years. Novel writing is something I do in my free time to feel joy. So from personal experience I can tell you, writing can be both a career and a vocation, it can be intensely personal or entirely commercial, the same as any art.

#2 – What was the Hardest Part of Your Writing Process?
The hardest work was done by the beta-readers who had to get through the first draft! Their encouragement and course-correction was invaluable.

#3 – Did you have any One Person Who Helped You Out with Your Writing Outside of Your Family?
I have had a number of confidants over the years who have seen fit to pour out their hearts to me. I love hearing other people's stories, and experiencing their emotions, impulses I could relate to but were new and different to me, all that listening really informs how I create my characters: people I can relate to but who have their own instincts, their own weaknesses. My main character, Mandy Flore,s is a mosaic of some of the best women I know: their goodness, their strength, their vulnerability.

#4 – What is next for your writing?
The Small Town Charms series is really taking over my imagination. I'm going to keep exploring that world and the friendships and the seeds for big trouble that have taken root. My heroine, Mandy, has become so fully formed that she's now making her own choices when I confront her with obstacles and she keeps surprising me. As long as Mandy leads the way I'll follow.

#5 – Do you have an addiction to reading as well as writing? If so, what are you currently reading?
Are you kidding me?! Has anyone ever answered no to this question? When I physically can't read then I'm usually listening to an audiobook, no joke. Right now I'm re-visiting Helter Skelter and listening to the Hamilton biography that inspired the musical by the same name. And on the Kindle I'm reading a self-published book called Her Name in The Sky which is blowin' my socks off!

DESCRIBE Your Book in 1 Tweet:  When Mandy takes a house-sitting job in a cozy mountain town she uncovers a secret battle between two witches and is forced to choose a side

This or That?

#1 - iPd or Mp3?
A what now?

#2 – Chocolate or Vanilla?
Honey, please. Chocolate.

#3 – Mashed Potatoes or French Fries?
Mashed and keep 'em coming.

#4 – Comedy or Drama?
Don't make me choose.

#5 – Danielle Steel or Nicholas Sparks?
Danielle Steel all the way every day.

#6 – Fantasy or Reality?
Clearly I've chosen Fantasy.

#7 – Call or Text?
Text me, in case I'm napping.

#8 – Public School or Home School?
Public, thanks!

#9 – Coffee or Hot Chocolate
Hot Chocolate with whipped cream.

#10 – eBook or Paperback?
Ebook please.

As a young woman, Cora Cuba spent an unforgettable winter living alone in a cabin in Big Bear, California and working at a ski lodge. This friendly people and natural beauty there inspired her to write the Small Town Charms series years later. She currently lives in Los Angeles with her husband and beloved dog and enjoys researching American folklore, women's folk art, and the history of witchcraft in the United States.

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PROMO Blitz: Sexy Bastards Anthology #excerpt

Date Published: November 24, 2015

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**Available for a LIMITED TIME, this boxed set contains over FORTY DOLLARS worth of books for only 99 cents!**

***Warning: Contains thousands of pages of sexy alpha males, steamy sex, and passionate romance.***

For the first time ever, bestselling authors Alice Ward and Helen Grey combine to bring you their complete collection of the sexiest, wickedest books—guaranteed to melt your heart and panties!

From hot and dominant soldiers to seductively bad stepbrothers and billionaire playboys, this TWENTY-EIGHT BOOK BOXED SET indulges every sensual desire you’ve ever had.

You know it’s true… everyone loves a sexy bastard…

Contained inside this mega-bundle:
Alice Ward
Reckless Box Set (contains complete 5-part series)
Taming the Billionaire Box Set (contains complete 5-part series)
My Stepbrother, My Lover (complete standalone novel)
Love All Out—A Stepbrother Romance Box Set (contains complete 5-part series)
Stage Struck (contains complete 2-part series)
Helen Grey
Serving the Soldier—An Alpha Military Romance (contains complete 5-part series)
Flaming Desire—An Alpha Billionaire Romance (contains complete 5-part series)

Taming the Billionaire by Alice Ward - Excerpt

“I don’t know about you, but I’m exhausted,” Drake said, pulling off his shoes. He stripped down to his silk boxers and crawled between the sheets. I moved to the foot of the bed and stood before him with a coy smile on my face.

“Before you nod off, I have a confession,” I began.

Drake raised an eyebrow and returned my grin. “Oh yeah? What’s that?”

“I spent more money today than you realized,” I told him as I unwrapped the belt of my wrap dress. “I wanted to show you how much I appreciate the way you’ve spoiled me today.”
The dress fell open, revealing the peach silk lingerie I’d found in a small boudoir shop. The translucent fabric clung to my curves, barely covering the crotchless panties beneath.

Drake pushed himself up in the bed and parted the sheets, nodding for me to slip in beside him. “You look stunning, Chelsea. I hope there’s more where this came from,” he added, stroking the soft fabric. He brushed the silk against my body and my hair stood on end, as if electrified. I reached between his legs and found him stiff and ready.

Drake lifted his hips off of the bed and slipped out of his boxers. He tossed them to the floor before lying on his side and pulling me into his arms. We kissed lightly, our lips barely touching, as the jet began to move.

“I have an idea,” I told him, sitting up. Drake moved with me as I fell back to the mattress, this time with my head near the footboard. I wanted Drake inside me as the jet climbed to the heavens, and he caught on to my plan without explanation. He left my side just long enough to fetch a condom and roll it down his eager shaft. He returned to the bed and I pulled him down on top of me.

Our lips met as the jet slowed to a stop again. I knew we’d reached the runway and were waiting for final clearance. Drake held me close and we kissed softly, our bodies pressed together. We moved in unison, our bodies seamlessly joining as the jet lurched forward again. As we bumped down the runway, Drake’s cock touched places inside me I’d never known existed.

“Oh my God,” I gasped as the force of the jet pushed him deeper inside me.

The front of the jet lifted off the ground and Drake wrapped his arms around me, holding our bodies together. I moved my hips in circles, grinding into him as I planted my palms on the footboard to hold myself steady.

“Jesus, Chelsea,” Drake moaned. “I didn’t know I could get so deep.” His hips moved in instinctive, rapid thrusts as we climbed into the sky. Essentially, we were hanging upside down, and all of my senses were distorted. Drake wove his fingers through my hair and gave it a quick tug just as his teeth clamped down on my earlobe. The mixture of pleasure and pain was overwhelming. I bucked wildly against him and reached ecstasy just as the plane righted itself. Drake let out an animalistic grunt and with one hard push, he exploded within me. He immediately collapsed on the bed, gasping for breath.

“That… was… amazing.”

“Yes, it was,” I agreed, reaching for the bedside mini-fridge. I grabbed a cold bottle of water and took a long sip before passing it to Drake. He finished it in two long gulps and wiped his mouth with a sigh.

“So,” he said, pulling me back into his arms. He fingered my silk negligee. “Is there more where this came from?”

I smiled and nuzzled into his neck. “I guess you’ll just have to wait and see.”

Flaming Desire by Helen Grey – Excerpt

I got right to the point. “I’ve been told that you’ve alienated one of the doctors—”

“Doctor Linder?” Matt asked.

I nodded.

“He’s a prick.”

Startled, I almost laughed. “Didn’t take you long to peg him, did it?”

He shook his head. “I didn’t say anything earlier because I didn’t want to embarrass you for one, and for two, I’m not familiar with how things work at this hospital. But I did see the good doctor leaving the supply closet just moments before Vanessa did. I could tell by the look on his face and the smirk he gave you what had been going on in there.”

I said nothing, surprised that Matt had seen and not said anything.

“Look, I know stuff like this happens in the workplace—any workplace. But what’s the protocol here? Has that happened before?”

I nodded. “It’s a tricky situation,” I explained. “I can’t report him without evidence to back it up. You see, Matt, we’re just nurses… and as you know, nurses don’t have that much power when it comes to the doctors and surgeons.” I shrugged. “Most of the physicians here are good people. Still, there are some, like Doctor Linder, who take advantage. I’ve seen it happen elsewhere too. Santa Fe General is not unique.”

“He’s an arrogant ass,” Matt said. “But your point is well taken.”

I nodded and began to walk toward my car, not really surprised that Matt kept in step with me. I didn’t want to be rude and tell him to go away, because to be honest with myself, I didn’t. Still, I had to be careful. I was his mentor, even if it was only for the next couple of days. We would also be going on the ride-alongs with the paramedics in the morning. I was supposed to set a good example, but I didn’t suppose there was anything wrong with him walking me to my car, was there? Besides, it was getting dark, and I appreciated the escort.

“So, Jesse—”

“Jessica,” I sighed.

“So Jessica, what do you do in your downtime?”

I glanced up at him in surprise. “Why?”

He shook his head. “Just an attempt at friendly conversation.”

We were steps away from my car now. I pulled the keys from my purse and pushed a button on the remote. My headlight and taillights flashed, and then I pressed another button. The back window popped open. Reaching for the door handle, I opened the door toward me. I looked up at him only to find him staring at the contents stowed behind the rear passenger seats.


He grinned. “For one, I just didn’t expect you to drive a Jeep,” he said, shrugging.

“Really?” I asked. “And what exactly did you expect I would drive?” Was he flirting?
“Oh, I don’t know, a Camry maybe, or a Ford Focus.”

I frowned and made a face. “I do a lot of driving between here and Colorado—”


I tucked my purse inside a plastic storage crate near the door like I always did, wondering why he stared so curiously at the items in the back. “Yes,” I replied. “I have several friends up there and we get together several times a year—”

He gestured to the supplies I kept for wildfire fighting neatly organized in the back of the Jeep. Ropes. First aid kit. Helmet. Protective gear. He then focused his attention on a pile of supplies tucked up against the back seat. A claw tool. A fire ax, shovel, and beneath the pile, the edge of a firefighter’s helmet. He stared from me to the supplies and back again.


“You’ve got quite a rig back there,” he commented. “Mine is almost exactly like it.”

I smiled. You’re an independent contractor too, own your own rig and gear?”

“Most of it,” he said. “If I’m close, I drive, which I’m sure you do as well, considering your choice of vehicles.”

I laughed. He had me pegged. It was a common practice with most contracted wildfire firefighters, hotshots and smoke-jumpers, especially those signed on with the National Forest Service or other agencies. Other than that, independent contractors like us would be grouped into teams and flown into trouble spots by the agency in charge, along with their equipment.

He gave me an appraising look. “Advanced ACLS?”

I nodded. I was Advanced Cardiovascular Life Support certified.

He grinned. I felt an odd sense of pleasure and pride.

I closed the back door and then turned to move toward the side of the Jeep. I thought he was going to step back, but he didn’t, and once again, I bumped into him. Felt his rock hard chest. My hand brushed up against his pants and I realized that he was sporting what I sensed was the beginning of a hard-on. Seriously? Just seeing my rig got him off?

He gently placed his hands on my shoulders until I regained my balance. He stared down at me, his expression serious. “I’m just going to throw this out here, Jesse—”

“Jessica,” I said, although my voice only came out a whisper.

“I’m attracted to you,” he said bluntly. “I know you’re my mentor, and I appreciate that and recognize the boundaries. At the same time, as you obviously just felt, I do have to admit that I’m attracted to you.”

I stared at him a moment, not sure he had just said that. Was he always so blunt? Again I felt the heat of the blush travel up into my cheeks, although I doubted he could see it in the growing darkness. Thank goodness for small favors. Desire surged through me. Would it really matter if I admitted the same? I quickly shook my head. Foolishness. I had enough to do without getting involved with someone like Matt. He was obviously a player. I too had seen the looks women had given him today; the contemplation, the open desire in many of their expressions. I might feel the same, but I certainly wasn’t going to admit it. I wasn’t as easy as Vanessa, that was for sure.

“Want to go have a drink, talk about this?”

I took a step back even though I longed more than anything to throw my arms around him, feel his lips on mine, and make out with him. “I don’t drink.”

“I don’t either, really,” he grinned. “Would it be totally inappropriate if I kissed you?”

The switch in topic startled me. “Yes,” I said, my eyes not leaving his for a moment.

Nevertheless, I didn’t move as he slowly leaned over me. He was going to kiss me. Every nerve in my body anticipated it while my brain kept shouting at me to walk away. Still, I had nowhere to go. My back was practically pressed up against the side of the Jeep. Matt was standing so close to me that I felt the heat emanating from his body. The truth of the matter was, I didn’t want to escape. I wanted him to kiss me. I just wouldn’t say the words.

He obviously didn’t need them. At first, the touch of his lips was light, feathery, and oh so soft. Then, the pressure gradually increased until I responded. Boy did I! My ears began to ring and I vaguely heard the sound of keys dropping. Oh God, I had never been kissed like this. I refused to contemplate exactly how skilled Matt was at kissing when the tip of his tongue caressed first my upper lip, then my lower one, gently urging my lips apart.

About the Authors

Alice Ward is the author of the New Adult series, RECKLESS.
Reading and Writing romance is her passion and she writes with her true heart.
Living in Miami, the beach is her favorite place to relax with her laptop and write her next spicy romance.
However, when she is not reading or writing romance, she also enjoys being with her beautiful family.

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Helen Grey is the author of the hot alpha military romance series "Serving the Soldier".
Her passion is to write steamy erotic romance and she loves hot billionaire bad boys. Lucky for her, these two go perfectly together... Find out how in her books!

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Week Blitz: The Gray Haired Knitting Detectives by @denaehaggerty #giveaway

Cozy Mystery / Romantic Comedy
Date Published: November 30, 2015

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Get all three books of the Gray-Haired Knitting Detectives series in one bundle! The bundle includes Murder, Mystery & Dating Mayhem, Jack Gets His Man, and Love in the Time of Murder. Join the Gray-Haired Knitting Detectives as they solve the murder of Izzy’s grandma, figure out who is stealing money from Jack’s store, and clear Dee of murder charges. But don’t worry. Solving crimes won’t prevent the knitters from matchmaking Izzy, Jack, and Dee.

Murder, Mystery & Dating Mayhem
Izzy’s daredevil husband killed himself in a parachuting accident five years ago. Her best friend Jack decides it’s time for her to jump back in the dating pool. Just when things in the dating world start to heat up, Izzy’s grandma dies. Only her knitting group of Jessica Fletcher wannabes is sure it’s murder. Did someone really kill grandma or are Izzy and her merry band of geriatric thieves imagining things?

Jack Gets His Man
Despite how awesome Jack’s life is, he’s feeling restless and put out about his upcoming birthday and his ex is being a pain in his fabulous behind. When his smoking hot new bookkeeper discovers things at the store aren’t actually as they seem, Jack’s bestie and his gal pals, the gray-haired knitting detectives, jump at the chance to solve Jack’s problems. They’re determined to find love for Jack as well as his missing money. Will Jack catch a thief or find love? Either way Jack’s going to get his man.

Love in the Time of Murder
In Love in the Time of Murder, the Gray-Haired Knitting Detectives face their toughest case yet. Delilah, granddaughter of one of the knitting detectives, returns home after managing to pry herself loose from her husband’s clutches. But when Dee’s husband winds up murdered, she’s the number one suspect. The Gray-Haired Knitting Detectives aren’t about to let one of their own get sent to the slammer and jump at the chance to search for the true killer. And if they manage to find a new love interest for Dee as well, then that’s just the icing on the cake. 

About the Author

I grew up reading everything I could get my hands on from my mom’s Harlequin romances to Nancy Drew to Little Woman. When I wasn’t flipping pages in a library book, I was penning horrendous poems, writing songs no one should ever sing, or drafting stories which have thankfully been destroyed. College and a stint in the U.S. Army came along, robbing me of free time to write and read, although I did manage to sneak a book into my rucksack between rolled up socks, MRIs, t-shirts, and cold weather gear every once in a while. A few years into my legal career, I was exhausted, fed up, and just plain done. I quit my job and sat down to write a manuscript, which I promptly hid in the attic after returning to the law. Another job change, this time from lawyer to B&B owner and I was again fed up and ready to scream I quit, which is incredibly difficult when you own the business. Thus, I shut the B&B during the week and in the off-season and started writing. Several books later I find myself in Istanbul writing full-time.

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Friday, November 27, 2015

Tour Kick Off: One More Sunset by @JolyseBarnett #giveaway

Romantic Suspense
Date Published: September 21, 2015

Some people run for exercise while others run for fun. Abby Stone spends most days running for her life.

After Abby Stone’s ex-boyfriend shows up at her new hideout and she uses a bottle of wine as an impromptu weapon, calling the police is out of the question. His family has a knack for erasing charges and pesky restraining orders. Desperate, she prays for help. A magical suitcase appears and she’s compelled to play an unsettling game involving a sexy, kind stranger while staying one breath ahead of her stalker.

Dylan Reece has overcome tragedy and enjoys life as a single Key West handyman and fisherman. Yet Abby’s sad, wary eyes hold secrets and a chance for his redemption, if not more…
Will the magic of their love be enough to save them?

Author Jolyse Barnett writes contemporary romance and romantic suspense. As a little girl growing up in upstate New York on the shores of Lake Champlain, she enjoyed chasing fireflies, riding her ten-speed bike on winding country roads, and playing horseshoes at family picnics through endless summers. Winter was another kind of adventure for an active kid, with skiing in the Adirondack Mountains, trips to the local public library to feed a voracious reading habit, and ice skating with her siblings on a frozen pond near her childhood home. Much to the confusion of her peers, she discovered the thrill of storytelling at a young age, often forgetting to differentiate between fact and fantasy. Thankfully her fifth grade teacher encouraged her to memorize poems and create her own—unleashing her inner writer. After graduating from high school, she developed a more practical side. She earned a degree in Writing, fell in love with her best friend, and now lives her happily-ever-after in Long Island suburbia. Who knew the dream home would include a leaky kitchen faucet, piles of laundry, and a too-hairy cat? But with love, it's all good. She enjoys a fulfilling day job where she shares her love of language and explores the world one vacation at a time with her two children and real-life hero. Jolyse loves to connect with her readers. You can find her social media links and book news at

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December 4 - My Reading Addiction - Review
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