Wednesday, January 30, 2019

[Spotlight Post] SUDDENLY MINE (The Montgomery Brothers, #8) by Samantha Chase #Excerpt




Suddenly Mine
The Montgomery Brothers, #8
By Samantha Chase
Publication date: 1/29/19
Love is a sanctuary

Christian Montgomery is burnt out—the family business might be his entire world, but his father's judgment means Christian never stops working. His only respite is gazing at the beach and the carefree surfers riding the waves...especially the curvy redhead who's caught his attention.

Sophia Bennington has just fled from her small Kansas town to California, where she's trying her best to embrace her new beginning. Soon Christian and Sophia find one another, and it feels like sanctuary. But when their difficult pasts catch up to them, will they run away from each other?
Montgomery Brothers Series:
  • Wait for Me (Book 1)
  • Trust in Me (Book 2)
  • Stay With Me (Book 3)
  • More of Me (Book 3.5)
  • Return to You (Book 4)
  • Meant for You (Book 5)
  • I'll Be There (Book 6)
  • Until There Was Us (Book 7)
Praise for Samantha Chase:

"Chase's three-dimensional characters leap off the page..."
—Publishers Weekly for Until There Was Us

"A sweet romance: classic, thoughtful, and as lyrical as the stars."
—Kirkus Reviews for A Sky Full of Stars

"Chase just gets better and better."
—Booklist

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Visit Samantha Chase's Author Website: https://www.chasing-romance.com/



EXCERPT

      “This was Christian’s idea?” she asked incredulously.

      “Oh…um, well, yes. He feels incredibly thankful to you for all you did.”

      “I see.”

      Sophie wasn’t stupid—she’d accept any and all the jobs she might get through this. That was a no-brainer. But knowing that Christian had more than likely orchestrated it bothered her. Was he doing it simply because he was thankful, or was it because he’d acted like a jerk when he’d refused to let her help him?

      Unfortunately, she didn’t know him well enough to know for sure.

      With no other choice—because she would make herself crazy sitting here thinking about it—she took a shower and got ready, bracing herself to go knock on Christian Montgomery’s door.
      Did she take a little extra time in the shower and use her favorite scented soap?

      Yes.

      Did she spend a little extra time on her makeup?

      Yes.

      And did she curse more than once while she styled her hair because it was way too long and took forever to make look good?

      Again, yes.

      But as she looked at her reflection when she was done, all Sophie could say was, “Damn, girl! You look good!”

      With all of the extra attention she’d already given herself, choosing something to wear was a bit more challenging. Obviously, he knew she wasn’t working, so showing up on his doorstep dressed up would look ridiculous. However, showing up in a pair of cutoffs and a T-shirt seemed wrong. It wasn’t as if she had an extensive wardrobe to begin with, but right now it sure as heck felt that way!
Grabbing a pair of faded denim capris and a bold blue halter top, she felt casually sassy. That was a thing, right?

      Slipping on a pair of flip-flops, she grabbed her purse and was out the door, feeling much calmer than she had an hour ago. The drive took less than fifteen minutes, and as Sophie parked in his driveway, she took a moment to give herself a small pep talk.

      “The good thing is that you have a job,” she said quietly. “It shouldn’t matter why you have the job, the fact is that you have one.” She paused. “And while it would be great if he apologized for coming off as being ungrateful last week, you need to remember that he’d had a traumatic day and maybe it wasn’t about me at all.”

      Sighing, she flipped down her visor and checked her reflection in the mirror, fixing her lipstick. When she was done, she flipped it back up and continued her talk.

      “If he recommended me for these jobs because he feels sorry for me, then I am completely within my rights to tell him that I’m offended. I don’t need charity. However, if he did it based on my experience, then I’ll be polite and say thank you.” She took a steadying breath and thought about how she was going to feel when she saw him back at the office after he went back to work. “He needs to know that I’m going to be checking up on him and his health more than anyone else in the company—especially in the beginning—since I know his history. Like it or not.”

     No doubt he wouldn’t like that one bit, but those were her terms and she wasn’t going to be budged.

      At least, she hoped she wasn’t.


      With one deep, cleansing breath, Sophie climbed from her car, fidgeted with her hair, and made her way up the front steps. Ringing the bell, she wondered how Christian was going to react to her showing up unannounced.

      Although, really, how else could she show up? It wasn’t as if she had his phone number.

      When the front door opened, she almost forgot how to breathe.

      His hair was a bit of a mess and it looked like he hadn’t shaved in a few days. But it looked good on him. Really good. His blue eyes sparkled with surprise and she swallowed hard, trying not to sigh dreamily.

      Then she glanced down.

      Big mistake.

      Dressed in a pair of black athletic shorts and nothing else, Christian Montgomery was like some sleek, athletic god.

      She’d recognized that he had a fit physique before, but seeing him standing before her practically naked confirmed it.

      And then some.

      Right now, she was having a hard time forming words. Never before had she seen such a perfect male specimen and her fingers nearly twitched with the need to reach out and touch his flat stomach, and then maybe scratch their way up to tangle in his hair. She bet he smelled really good too.


      “Sophie?”

      Oh. Right. He’d asked her a question.

      “Um… I wanted to talk to you,” she said, her voice trembling a little—and not from nerves over what she wanted to say, but from the sight of him.

      Maybe she should go…

      Stepping aside, Christian motioned for her to come in, and with no other choice, she walked into his house.

      Swallowing hard, she walked in front of him and looked around. She’d admired the house when she was here before, but at the time, her main concern had been Christian and his well-being. Now she could see just how beautiful the space was—high ceilings, exposed beams, colors that were cool and soothing in shades of tan and blue, and a wall of windows facing the ocean.

      Not a bad way to live, she mused.

      “Can I get you something to drink?” he asked, coming to stand beside her.

      Part of her was afraid to turn and look at him because…well, she didn’t want to do anything stupid.

      Like drool.


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[Double Cover Reveal] ADVICE FROM A JILTED BRIDE (The Baileys, #2) and BIRTH OF A BABY DADDY (The Baileys, #3) by Piper Rayne



I'm always waiting for news on upcoming books from one of my fave author duos, Piper Rayne, so I jumped at the chance to share some secret materials for them...and they happen to be two cover reveals! 

The first book in Piper Rayne's upcoming series, The Baileys, called Lessons from a One-Night Stand is releasing next week on February 7th, but this week I have two cover reveals for books two and three in the series, Advice from a Jilted Bride and Birth of a Baby Daddy! Scroll on down to take a bigger peek!


ADVICE FROM A JILTED BRIDE
The Baileys #2
By Piper Rayne
Release Day March 21
What’s a girl to do after being ditched at the altar by text message? That’s right. Text. Message.

How does she pick up the pieces and move on? I’m no Dear Abby but here’s a little free advice…

Advice #1 – First, purge your apartment of all things him—by tossing his belongings off the balcony.

Advice #2 – Do not, I repeat do not, throw anything out into the hallway because you’ll injure your hot new neighbor.

Advice #3 – When said neighbor brings over Chinese Food do not let him stay and keep you company. It’s awkward when you realize he’s your boss.

Advice #4 – Accept his offer to help you with your side business but think twice before using a date to his sister’s wedding as collateral.

Advice #5 – Investigate who your mystery neighbor really is. Don’t trust his word even if he’s the world’s best kisser.

If you listen to nothing else, pay attention to that last one. It’s the most important and will save you a lot of heartache.

Xo,
LOVESICK IN LAKE STARLIGHT
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BIRTH OF A BABY DADDY
The Baileys #2
By Piper Rayne
Release Day: May 2nd
If you’re having fun living your bachelor life in your Alaskan hometown and out of nowhere a woman shows up holding a baby she insists is yours, you need a plan—a birth plan.

BP Step #1 – Lift your jaw off the floor.

BP Step #2 – Figure out the baby’s age—do the math.

BP Step #3 – Try to remember the woman and with any luck, her name.

BP Step #4 – Double check that she’s not confusing you with your twin brother.

BP Step #5 – Ignore your five sister’s scowls as your entire family watches the drama unfold.

There’s only one thing you shouldn’t do.

BP Step #6 – Don’t assume she’s there because she wants your daughter to call you Daddy. You’ll only end up disappointed.

Time to figure out a new plan—one that changes her mind.
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ABOUT THE AUTHORS:

Piper Rayne, or Piper and Rayne, whichever you prefer because we’re not one author, we’re two. Yep, you get two USA Today Bestselling authors for the price of one. Our goal is to bring you romance stories that have "Heartwarming Humor With a Side of Sizzle" (okay...you caught us, that's our tagline). A little about us... We both have kindle’s full of one-clickable books. We're both married to husbands who drive us to drink. We're both chauffeurs to our kids. Most of all, we love hot heroes and quirky heroines that make us laugh, and we hope you do, too.

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Tuesday, January 29, 2019

Spotlight Post: CRAZY CUPID LOVE (Let's Get Mythical, #1) by Amanda Heger





Crazy Cupid Love
By Amanda Heger
Publication date: 1/29/19
 
"'Percy Jackson for Romance fans.' Delightful."―RT Book Reviews Forewords

When a single arrow inspires romance, can you really trust happily ever after? In this magical rom-com, the descendants of Greek mythology must learn to live and love in a mundane world where Aphrodite's blessing can sure feel like a real pain in the quiver. 

Eliza Herman (a.k.a. The World's Worst Cupid) has spent her entire life carefully avoiding her calling as a Descendant of Eros. After all, happily-ever-afters are nothing but a myth. But when a family crisis requires her to fill in at the local Cupid-for-hire shop, Eliza finds herself enchanting couples under the watchful eye of her assigned mentor, Jake Sanders...the one man she could never get out of her head.

Before long, Eliza is rethinking her stance on romance―until things start going terribly wrong with her enchantments. Now Eliza and Jake must fight to unravel a conspiracy that could destroy thousands of relationships, including their own...and spell the end of Love itself.

No pressure, right?

G E T   Y O U R   C O P Y    N O W !



AMANDA HEGER is a writer, attorney, and bookworm. She lives in the Baltimore with her unruly rescue dogs and a husband who encourages her delusions of grandeur. She strongly believes Amy Poehler is her soul mate, and one of her life goals is to adopt a pig and name it Ron Swineson.


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EXCERPT

      Tap, tap, tap.

      Eliza jumped, cracking her head on the steering wheel. Son of a… She grasped for the seat belt while her brain tried to place the man peering down at her from the passenger-side window.

      “Hello?” he said.

      No.

      Not just a man. An underwear- model- worthy man with the perfect amount of five- o’clock shadow and cheekbones that could cut diamonds. A navy tie hung loosely around his neck, and the top button of his shirt lay open, practically daring her to look away from the tan skin at the base of his throat.

      It was the worst thing Eliza had ever seen.

      TURN BACK NOW. ABANDON SHIP. THIS WAY LIES MADNESS. Her mind screeched its usual warnings like a tornado siren, but she couldn’t look away.

      Over the years, in her attempt to live a “normal” life, she’d constructed an intricate maze of rules and guidelines that she followed at all times. Number one on that list? Stay away from hot guys.

      On a good day, her clumsiness hit a six on the Richter scale. Add the fumbling, sweaty awkwardness of attraction to the mix, and Eliza became a walking catastrophe.

      “Eliza?”

      “Do I know…” She narrowed her eyes. There was a familiar seriousness in his gaze. Something nostalgic about the way he dug his hands into his pockets. Something… “Jake?”

      Eliza shoved open the car door and tried to push all the dirty thoughts she’d just had from her mind as she stepped out into the driveway. “Jake Sanders? I thought you were in Peru or something.”

      “Brazil.”

      “Brazil then. What are you doing here?” She tried to smooth her hair. When that failed, she tried not to notice how mind- bendingly attractive her childhood best friend had become. They’d known each other since elementary school, when— as the only three school- age Cupids in town— Jake, Eliza, and Elijah had been enrolled in PSC (Public School Cupiding) classes together. Every Wednesday night, they’d sit in a classroom for two hours, drinking juice boxes and learning about the history of Cupids. On the weekends, Jake would come to her house, where they would conduct elaborate reenactments of the War of the Titans from the tree house in Eliza’s backyard. But in middle and high school, the two of them had drifted apart the way people do. Especially when one of those people is class president and captain of the track team (Jake) and the other is a walking disaster (Eliza).

      After high school, Jake enlisted in the Cupid Corps. For the last ten years, he’d been taking cases on assignment in impoverished and war- torn areas. Aside from a brief visit over Christmas nine years ago, Eliza hadn’t seen him since.

      “I moved back to town about a week ago,” he said. “Doing some odd jobs while I get reacclimated.”

      “At Dionysus again?” she asked. When they’d been teenagers, he’d worked there as a bar back. The raucous restaurant and bar sat dead center in the Agora— a building at the edge of town where Descendants had gathered for decades, undetected by “regular” humans. Eliza, the ultimate clumsy introvert with an unheard- of level of enchantment, hated the place. People stared and pointed when she walked by. It made her feel like a lab rat.

      “No.” He looked down at his feet, then back up at her. “Doing some deliveries right now. This one is for your parents. Are they here?” He held out a large manila envelope.

      “No.” She started to say more, but the words snagged in her throat. “They’re out.”

      “Can you sign for this then?” She took his tablet and scrawled her name at the bottom of the screen. “Here you go.”

      Jake handed her the thick envelope and flashed her a grin. It was same grin— the one that rose a smidge higher on the left— that had always seemed kind of dorky when they were kids. As adults? Totally different story. “Happy Day- That- Shall- Not- Be- Named, by the way,” he said.

      Despite everything, Eliza let out a laugh. “Finally, someone around here understands me.”

      “I aim to please.” His dark eyes locked on hers for a half second. “I can’t believe your parents finally gave up on the whole Herman birthday extravaganza thing.”

      “Oh, they didn’t. We already had cake. Blood and tears were shed, yadda, yadda.”

      “You did all the blood shedding before dark? The Hermans have really gotten soft over the years.” There it was again. That grin. “Here. I have something for you.”

      Jake took a step closer. Miniature fireworks went off in her chest, leaving trails of nervous energy in her stomach. He’d become so handsome. Broad shoulders, narrow waist, a jawline that could make Adonis weep. And he’d been there for all her childhood traumas and celebrations. The hot days they’d chased down the ice- cream truck in bare feet. The games of checkers on her parents’ back porch. The awkward here- come- the- braces- and- puberty years.

      “You brought me a gift?” Eliza asked.

      “You think I was going to step inside this house on your birthday without a gift in hand? No way. Your parents would have eaten me alive.”

      “That’s fair.” For the first time on this godsforsaken day, Eliza felt herself relax. They could have been ten years old and playing Battletoads again, the way everything fell into place. Like life had never taken them in separate directions.

      “Here.” He produced a small, rectangular package from his back pocket.

      The paper was a plain navy blue— not a Valentine remnant in sight— and the featherlight present crinkled when she turned it over. She smiled up at him. “You didn’t have to do this.”

      He reached for the gift with a boyish look in his eyes. “If you don’t want it— ”

      Eliza whipped it out of his reach. “I didn’t say that.”

      “Don’t get too excited. It’s nothing big.”

      “I’ll be the judge of that.” Eliza pried open the wrapping. An all- too- familiar cartoon kangaroo stared up at her from the tiny package of treats. A rush of nostalgia washed over her. “Dunkaroos? Dunkaroos, the best snack ever made? Dunkaroos, the sole reason I made it through childhood in one piece?”

      “I think you’re forgetting something.” Jake gave her a pointed look.

      “Okay. Dunkaroos, the reason I made it through childhood, in addition to your friendship.”

      His face broke into a wide smile. “I’ll accept that.”

      “Where did you find these? I didn’t think they made them anymore.”

      “Canada. I was in Vancouver last week.”

      “So you smuggled them into the country in the dark of night, risking everything, just for my birthday?”

      He let out a soft chuckle. “Something like that.”


I've been eagerly waiting for CRAZY CUPID LOVE because it sounds utterly adorable...and hilarious! 

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Did you like the excerpt and does it sound like a book you'd like?

Friday, January 18, 2019

[Cover Reveal] HANDLE WITH CARE (Shacking Up, #3) by Helena Hunting



Handle With Care, an all-new romantic comedy from New York Times bestselling author Helena Hunting is coming August 27th, and we have the fantastic new cover and your first sneak peek!



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       I’m startled out of my thoughts when my brother jumps up and shouts a bunch of profane nonsense, hands flailing like he’s trying to swim on land, or approximate the chicken dance while on an LSD trip.

       “You can’t do this! It’s absolute bullshit!” Armstrong yells.

       I look around the table, trying to piece together what I missed.

       “I’m sorry, Armstrong. I know this is a shock, but we feel it’s in the company’s best interest to put Lincoln at the helm during this transitional stage,” G-mom says firmly.

       At the helm? I look to G-mom who’s busy not looking at me.

       Armstrong jabs at finger at himself. “But I’m the one who’s put in all the time here! I deserve to run the company! Lincoln doesn’t know the first thing about Moorehead. All he knows how to do is dig wells and forage for food in the wilderness. How are those valuable assets here?” He turns his attention to our mother. “Did you know about this? How can you let this happen? Look at him. How can that be the face of our company? He looks like he crawled out of a gutter and mugged a twenty-year-old college kid on a bender. How is this better for our bottom line?”

       My mother clasps her hands in front of her. “I’m sorry, Armstrong, but this decision wasn’t mine to make. I know this is hard for you, but your grandmother and fath—”

       Armstrong stomps his foot, exactly as a toddler would. “The company is mine! Lincoln can’t have it!”

       I raise a hand, half to quiet my brother and also to find out what the freaking deal is. “Whoa, let’s back this bus up.  Can someone explain what’s going on?”

       “You’ve been appointed as the CEO of Moorehead Media, according to the will,” Christophe—no R, because that would make it far too pedestrian a name—my father’s lawyer says.

       I’m working on trying to remain calm as I address my grandmother. “You didn’t say anything about me being CEO. You said you needed my help.”

       “Running the company, yes,” she says through a practiced, stiff smile.

       It’s her warning face, but seriously, when she said she needed my help for a few months I figured it meant I’d be keeping Armstrong in line while she sorted out who was going to take over the company, which I realize now was a stupid assumption.

       “I didn’t think that meant CEO. How am I going to run a company with this dickhead on staff?” I motion to my brother.

       “The name calling is unnecessary,” G-mom replies.

       “Lincoln’s not even part of this family! He hasn’t attended one event in the past five years except for Dad’s funeral. He didn’t bother coming to my wedding and now he’s going to run the company? How is that fair?”

       I snort. “Your wedding was an expensive joke.”

       He crosses his arms over his chest. “I was set up. Amalie had cold feet and made me out to look like the bad guy.”

       The woman beside him shoots him a disgusted look.

       Armstrong clears his throat and tugs at his collar. “My wedding is not the real issue. The point is that you’ve never involved yourself in any part of this family and now you think you can come in and take over. I will not stand by and let this happen!” He keeps jabbing his finger at me, as if he’s engaged in a finger sword fight.

       I lean back in my chair and lace my fingers behind my neck. Armstrong has always been reactive. And self-absorbed. For a while it seemed like he finally had it together—back when he was engaged. But ever since that fiasco of a wedding he seems to have come completely unglued. Again. But worse this time. “Someone needs a timeout.”

***Please note this is an unedited excerpt and is subject to change.***

About Helena Hunting

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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Eeek! We're getting Lincoln's story next!!! :D

When this surprise cover reveal appeared in my inbox...I immediately started drafting up this post because I am ridiculously excited to share this! I adore the Shacking Up series, and am so excited for the next two books!!! And this cover is so cute! I definitely can't wait to have Handle with Care on my shelf...and that excerpt has me even more excited! :D

What do you think?
Are you a fan of this cover?
And what did you think of that snippet of Handle with Care

Thursday, January 17, 2019

[Blog Tour Review] THE KISS THIEF by L.J. Shen


THE KISS THIEF
by L.J. Shen
Release Date: January 9th

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Blurb


They say your first kiss should be earned.



Mine was stolen by a devil in a masquerade mask under the black Chicago sky.



They say the vows you take on your wedding day are sacred.



Mine were broken before we left church.



They say your heart only beats for one man.



Mine split and bled for two rivals who fought for it until the bitter end.



I was promised to Angelo Bandini, the heir to one of the most powerful families in the Chicago Outfit.



Then taken by Senator Wolfe Keaton, who held my father’s sins over his head to force me into marriage.  



They say that all great love stories have a happy ending.



I, Francesca Rossi, found myself erasing and rewriting mine until the very last chapter.


One kiss.



Two men.



Three lives.



Entwined together.



And somewhere between these two men, I had to find my forever.


About the Author

L.J. Shen
is an International #1 best-selling author of Contemporary Romance and New Adult novels. She lives in Northern California with her husband, young son and chubby cat.

Before she’d settled down, L.J. (who thinks referring to herself in the third person is really silly, by the way) traveled the world, and collected friends from all across the globe. Friends who’d be happy to report that she is a rubbish companion, always forgets peoples’ birthdays and never sends Christmas cards.

She enjoys the simple things in life, like spending time with her family and friends, reading, HBO, Netflix and internet-stalking Stephen James. She reads between three to five books a week and firmly believes Crocs shoes and mullets should be outlawed.



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REVIEW

There are certain authors whose books you will pick up no matter what, and for me L.J. Shen is on the absolute top of that list. As soon as I hear about any of her new books, I immediately add them on Goodreads and I wait in eager anticipation for any information. The Kiss Thief kind of snuck into her pub schedule, so it came quick and fast, but once I heard about it, it immediately grabbed my attention! I was eager to see how the book would unfold based on the description...and I have to admit that it definitely wasn't what I expected, but I ended up loving it even more than I thought I would! 

If I haven't made it already obvious, I'm a self-professed L.J. Shen fangirl! I'm a huge fan of her dark heroes and I absolutely adore the stories that she tells. I've actually yet to read an L.J. Shen book that I didn't enjoy and The Kiss Thief was no exception! The characters were riveting, dynamic, and flawed in the most poetic of ways. The story was raw, emotional, and had me glued to the page...I seriously didn't want to put this book down. When I did have to put it down, it was constantly on my mind. Even though parts of The Kiss Thief left me sobbing and a total mess, I absolutely loved every moment of it! It was spectacular!

 As far as the characters go, I really enjoyed Francesca and I loved seeing her grow, but I adored Wolfe even more! He was amazing!!! Broody and stoic at first...when we finally got to know more of him, he was impossible not to love! He was actually so standoffish at first that I wasn't sure how to feel about him and I wasn't sure if I even liked him at all...but ooooh boy, he really grew on me! Page-by-page, I fell for him harder and harder...by the end of the book, I was spellbound and he became a new book boyfriend of mine. ;) It reminded me of the way that I originally felt about my fave L.J. Shen hero, Baron "Vicious" Spencer from my fave of her books, Vicious (I love Vicious sooooo much, so trust me...any time I compare one of her guys to him, it is the HIGHEST of praise). With that in mind I loved Wolfe and The Kiss Thief soooo much! Wolfe was utterly amazing, and seeing his relationship with Francesca shift and grow was wonderful! This book gave me so many feels and I'm already looking forward to reading it again! 

Overall, I would highly recommend The Kiss Thief! The characters and story were wonderful, and it left me reeling and feeling so many things! If you're a fan of darker romances, especially ones that feature hate-to-love and arranged marriage tropes, then definitely pick this one up! It's right at the top of my favourites out of all of L.J. Shen's books and I think anyone who likes darker heroes will absolutely love this one!  


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Wednesday, January 9, 2019

[Cover Reveal] LESSONS FROM A ONE-NIGHT STAND (The Baileys #1) by Piper Rayne




LESSONS FROM A ONE-NIGHT STAND
(The Baileys #1)
By Piper Rayne
Release Day – Feb 7th

Description: 

If you find yourself having banged your new boss—the principal—in the back of your Jeep one drunken night, here’s a few takeaways based on my experience...

Lesson One: Always get her FULL name.

Lesson Two: Consider asking what she does for a living.

Lesson Three: Find out why she’s moved to town. Get details. Details are crucial.

Lesson Four: Don’t alter her bio in front of an auditorium of high school students unless you know she has a sense of humor for that sort of thing.

Lesson Five: If you ignore Lesson Four, apologize instead of flirt when you’re sent to the principal’s office.

Lesson Six: NEVER sleep with her again.

Lesson Seven: Pay attention to this one—it’s the most important of them all.

Don’t fall for your one-night stand.

Class dismissed.
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ABOUT THE AUTHORS:

Piper Rayne, or Piper and Rayne, whichever you prefer because we’re not one author, we’re two. Yep, you get two USA Today Bestselling authors for the price of one. Our goal is to bring you romance stories that have "Heartwarming Humor With a Side of Sizzle" (okay...you caught us, that's our tagline). A little about us... We both have kindle’s full of one-clickable books. We're both married to husbands who drive us to drink. We're both chauffeurs to our kids. Most of all, we love hot heroes and quirky heroines that make us laugh, and we hope you do, too.

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By now I'm sure you all know that I absolutely LOVE Piper Rayne...so I'm sure you're not surprised to hear that I'm ridiculously excited for LESSONS FROM A ONE-NIGHT STAND

There was an excerpt for it in their last book, ENGAGED TO THE EMT, and the excerpt was sooooo good!!! While I don't love this cover as much as I loved the Blue Collar Brothers cover (they're soooo gorgeous), I like how steamy this one looks with the couple, and it definitely reminds me of Piper and Rayne's Modern Love Series covers.

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Do you like the cover?
And does this sound like a romance you'd like to read?

Tuesday, January 8, 2019

[Release Day] THE KISS THIEF by L.J. Shen



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 L.J. Shen's THE KISS THIEF has released early! Scroll down to read the blurb, check out an excerpt and some riveting teasers...and get your hands on those buy links! ;)



THE KISS THIEF
by L.J. Shen
Official Release Date: January 9th

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Blurb


They say your first kiss should be earned.



Mine was stolen by a devil in a masquerade mask under the black Chicago sky.



They say the vows you take on your wedding day are sacred.



Mine were broken before we left church.



They say your heart only beats for one man.



Mine split and bled for two rivals who fought for it until the bitter end.



I was promised to Angelo Bandini, the heir to one of the most powerful families in the Chicago Outfit.



Then taken by Senator Wolfe Keaton, who held my father’s sins over his head to force me into marriage.  



They say that all great love stories have a happy ending.



I, Francesca Rossi, found myself erasing and rewriting mine until the very last chapter.


One kiss.



Two men.



Three lives.



Entwined together.



And somewhere between these two men, I had to find my forever.


About the Author

L.J. Shen
is an International #1 best-selling author of Contemporary Romance and New Adult novels. She lives in Northern California with her husband, young son and chubby cat.

Before she’d settled down, L.J. (who thinks referring to herself in the third person is really silly, by the way) traveled the world, and collected friends from all across the globe. Friends who’d be happy to report that she is a rubbish companion, always forgets peoples’ birthdays and never sends Christmas cards.

She enjoys the simple things in life, like spending time with her family and friends, reading, HBO, Netflix and internet-stalking Stephen James. She reads between three to five books a week and firmly believes Crocs shoes and mullets should be outlawed.



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EXCERPT & TEASERS

“Are you sure you’re on my card?” I turned to the man with a polite yet distant smile. I was still disoriented from the exchange with Angelo when the stranger pulled me against his hard body and pressed a possessive hand lower than socially acceptable on my back, a second from groping my butt.



“Answer me,” I hissed.



“My bid on your card was the highest,” he replied dryly.



“The bids are undisclosed. You don’t know how much other people have paid,” I kept my lips pursed to keep myself from yelling.



“I know it’s nowhere near the realm of what this dance is worth.”



Un-freaking-believable.



We began to waltz around the room as other couples were not only spinning and mingling but also stealing envious glances at us. Naked, raw ogles that told me that whomever the blonde he’d come to the masquerade with was, she wasn’t his wife. And that I might have been all the rage in The Outfit, but the rude man was in high demand, too.



I was stiff and cold in his arms, but he didn’t seem to notice—or mind. He knew how to waltz better than most men, but he was technical, and lacked warmth and Angelo’s playfulness.



“Nemesis.” He took me by surprise, his rapacious gaze stripping me bare. “Distributing glee and dealing misery. Seems at odds with the submissive girl who entertained Bishop and his horsey wife at the table.”



I choked on my own saliva. Did he just call the governor’s wife horsey? And me submissive? I looked away, ignoring the addictive scent of his cologne, and the way his marble body felt against mine.



“Nemesis is my spirit animal. She was the one to lure Narcissus to a pool where he saw his own reflection and died of vanity. Pride is a terrible illness.” I flashed him a taunting smirk.



“Some of us could use catching it.” He bared his straight white teeth.



“Arrogance is a disease. Compassion is the cure. Most gods didn’t like Nemesis, but that’s because she had a backbone.”



“Do you?” He arched a dark eyebrow.



“Do I…?” I blinked, the courteous grin on my face crumpling. He was even ruder when we were alone.



“Have a backbone,” he provided. He stared at me so boldly and intimately, it felt like he breathed fire into my soul. I wanted to step out of his touch and jump into a pool full of ice.



“Of course, I do,” I responded, my spine stiffening. “What’s with the manners? Were you raised by wild coyotes?”



“Give me an example,” he said, ignoring my quip. I was beginning to draw away from him, but he jerked me back into his arms. The glitzy ballroom distorted into a backdrop, and even though I was starting to notice that the man behind the demi-mask was unusually beautiful, the ugliness of his behavior was the only thing that stood out.



I am a warrior and a lady…and a sane person who can deal with this horrid man.



“I really like Angelo Bandini.” I dropped my voice, slicing my gaze from his eyes and toward the table where Angelo’s family had been seated. My father was sitting a few seats away, staring at us coldly, surrounded by Made Men who chatted away.



“And see, in my family, we have a tradition dating back ten generations. Prior to her wedding, a Rossi bride is to open a wooden chest—carved and made by a witch who lived in my ancestors’ Italian village—and read three notes written to her by the last Rossi girl to marry. It’s kind of a good luck charm mixed with a talisman and a bit of fortunetelling. I stole the chest tonight and opened one of the notes, all so I could rush fate. It said that tonight I was going to be kissed by the love of my life, and well…” I drew my lower lip into my mouth and sucked it, peering under my eyelashes at Angelo’s empty seat. The man stared at me stoically, as though I was a foreign film he couldn’t understand. “I’m going to kiss him tonight.”



“That’s your backbone?”



“When I have an ambition, I go for it.”



A conceited frown crinkled his mask, as if to say I was a complete and utter moron. I looked him straight in the eye. My father taught me that the best way to deal with men like him was to confront, not run. Because, this man? He’d chase.





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I'll be posting my review near the end of the blog tour for THE KISS THIEF on January 17th, but I absolutely LOVED it! It has some dark moments, but overall, it was sensual and absolutely impossible to put down! When I wasn't reading it, it was ALL that I could think about! Other than my beloved VICIOUS, THE KISS THIEF is my new L.J. Shen favourite...and Wolfe is only second to Vicious as my favourite of her leading men...trust me that is mighty high praise. ;) 

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