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SYNOPSIS Taryn grew up in a different world. Her boyfriend was a criminal. His older brother was part of a gang. They weren't great people, but they were her family. Then everything changes when she's sent to a new family in the neighboring town. New family. New friends. A new world. She's elated. This is her chance for a new beginning, but secrets start being revealed and Taryn learns her new life has some ties to her old one, ties that she's not happy about. Her new family might not have been the lucky break she thought she had. **TEASER** **EXCERPT** “I may be an asshole, but I’m an asshole you can trust.” He smirked as he reached behind him and then placed a cold bottle in my hand. “I promise.” He took my other hand and led me back downstairs. Maybe it wasn’t a great decision, but I gave in. The fight was always in me to survive and for once, I didn’t want to fight. I wanted to be watched over. If he volunteered for that position, so be it. Brian never watched over me. I watched over him and Jace had rarely been around. When he sat on the couch, I curled up next to him and enjoyed my place among his group of friends. As the morning and afternoon passed by, I heard and saw the respect they had for Tray. They listened when he spoke. Everyone turned to him and no one ignored him. They genuinely liked him.</ span> People had never genuinely liked Brian or Jace. Jace was feared. He was respected, but I didn’t know if anyone in his life liked him. It was the opposite for Brian. He was tolerated. He was a hothead. No one knew when he would explode and so he earned a reputation as being unpredictable. He was met with caution wherever he went. It was an alien feeling, watching this different world unfold before me. I liked it. </ i> **REVIEW GOES HERE FOR BLOGS DOING REVIEWS**</ span> **BUY LINKS** (LINKS WILL BE SENT WHEN AVAILABLE) AUTHOR BIO: Tijan started writing later in life, after she had already graduated college with a different direction in mind and a different degree under her belt. Hitting the brakes on that path, she taught herself how to write a good book and began posting at sites such as Fictionpress, along with Wattpad. After receiving such encouraging messages from readers, she self-published Fallen Crest High and has continued throughout the year. She continues to keep writing NA books! Connect with the author: Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/tijans.writings Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/TijansWritings</ span> Hosted by Crazies R Us Book Blog ***** Mature Content, Sexual Situations, Adult Situations, Strong Language ***** To him, I was only just Sage, Matt Nichols’ little sister. But I've worshiped Conall my whole life. My brother's best friend. My secret crush. My first and only love. Always hoping he’d really see... me. And then, a torrent of circumstances ripped through my life. One by one, my family began to crumble. My dad's heart attack. My brother's tragic death. My mother's slipping sanity. And then Conall's abandonment. He took my heart when he left, but he gave me a reason to grow up fast, to be strong, and to live. Now, just when things finally start looking up, he's back in Bitterroot. Standing before me, not the boy he once was, but a man. Just when I’m on the cusp of living again. Just when I’m starting to feel like I could let go of the past and be happy without him, the feelings I set aside for all those years are raging once again through my veins. My tight control is slipping. The future I've so carefully mapped out now seems so uncertain. He’s changed, but he hasn’t. I hate him for leaving, but I love him for coming home. But will he stay? And do I really, truly want him to after he shattered me before? </ a> “I love you.” “Sage,” he whispered, “don’t do this. Don’t say that. I’m not worth it.” “But I do,” I shook my head defiantly. “I love you, Conall.” A drop of rain fell from the tip of his nose to his full lips, and I pulled myself up to capture it with a clumsy, tremulous kiss. My fingers framed his taut jaw. “I love you,” I hoarsely begged. “Please don’t go.” “Sage,” he warned. His hands settled at my hips, as though to steady me... maybe even to steady himself. He didn’t pull me closer, but he didn’t push me away either. His raging uncertainty fueled my desperation, and I moved with him, guiding my fingers around his neck and pulling myself closer. Molding myself against his body, I lifted my trembling lips to kiss him again. For a moment, he stood frozen, shocked by my brazen actions. I pulled my body against him hard, turning my head, increasing the pressure of my lips, pushing my tongue into his mouth. Kissing him like I’d always dreamed of doing. He couldn’t leave me. He just couldn’t. He was all I had left. I had to make him stay. So I beseeched him with my kiss, my touch, my sheer overwhelming need. I pleaded with the tears that streamed from my eyes and mixed with the frigid raindrops. Please, Con,” I whispered. “Please... I need you. I love you.” And then, as though he was coming alive, his strong hand caught the base of my head, tangling in my hair as he began to kiss me back. Because of Kian (Bitterroot #1) US - http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00JJ532WA UK - http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/ B00JJ532WA Always Conall (Bitterroot #2) US - http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00MQECXVC UK - http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B00MQECXVC Cover Model Spotlight</ span>
Brian Laferrier is a 24 year old fitness/muscle model, who resides in Boston but travels often. He started modeling when he was 18 years of age. His favorite kind of music is oldies, he hates video games, as a hobby he writes. What he writes is a mystery, which may be something you will have to ask him yourself. He spends his mornings reading fit magazine, eating a bowl of Honey Nut Cheerios, naked. No, that’s a lie. He doesn’t do that, nice image though right? He actually prefers a bowl before bed, if he’s naked or not isn’t something he divulged. While watching his news-feed on Facebook, it has become known that he has a low tolerance to negativity and often expresses ways to banish those thoughts. He loves being outdoors and doing Yoga as a way of stress relief. He takes comfort in the way the Buddhists thinks, which explains why his personality is good natured and humbling. You can find Brian on Facebook, if you’re bold enough, send him a friend request. Or you can like the CJC Photography’s page to see more of Brian. Just do both, you know you want to.... Link to view more of Brian: Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/brian.e.laferriere?fref=ts CJC Photography: https://www.facebook.com/ CJCPhotography Link to Instagram: http://instagram.com/blaferriere7 Giveaway Always Conall Prize Pack: includes Signed copy of Always Conall, Signed photograph of Brian Laferierre, Always Conall personalized Dog tags. a Rafflecopter giveaway
Sibylla Matilde grew up in the mountain valleys of Southwest Montana exploring the dusty Old West gold country on the back of a horse. She attended a two-room schoolhouse beginning in 1st grade & had the same teacher until she changed schools after 7th. Beginning at about age 12, Sibylla discovered historical romance, feeding off of work of Jude Deveraux & Lisa Kleypas. She loves a book that can make the reader run the gamut of emotions, from the sweet glow of new love to gut-wrenching heartache. She is a true romantic & always has stories floating around in her head, living in a fantasyland until she writes them down to free them. Music is her emotional trigger. Growing up with a Wagnarian-loving mother, Sibylla was raised to treasure music that digs deep into the psyche, drawing out elation, sorrow, grief, desire. The soundtrack to her life includes many genres spanning centuries. She looooooooves Thirty Seconds to Mars (rather obsessively, actually... but, really, how can you NOT be crazy about this guy!? Jared Leto. Shhh. ) & pimps them out to all her friends through Spotify. She also delights in Met Opera HD broadcasts at her local movie theater & hopes (listening Met?) to someday see Diana Damrau reprise her role as Mozart’s Queen of the Night in Die Zauberflöte. Sibylla lives with her husband and hero who saved her from her own calamitous, young-adult self. He makes her laugh daily, even when things are tough. He’s proved to her that love really can heal a shattered soul. In 18 years, they have never had a fight, although argue regularly with their two teenage kids who have, unfortunately, inherited their father’s quick wit (unfortunate as it is a quick wit that Sibylla, herself, definitely does not possess – there is a reason she is a writer & not a stand-up comedian). They live a quiet life with their two weird little rescued Chiweenies. Wait... teenagers & little yap-dogs? OK, maybe not so quiet. Website / Facebook / Twitter </ a>/ Goodreads
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Amazon US http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00MQECXVC Amazon UK http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B00MQECXVC Synopsis: Keela Daley is the black sheep of her family. She has always come second to her younger cousin Micah. Even in the eyes of her mother, Micah shone bright, and Keela faded to black. Now, in adulthood, Micah is a bride-to-be and the spotlight is solely on her. Keela is a low priority…or so she thinks. Alec Slater is a bachelor, never one to bed the same woman, or man, twice. He is a free agent who does what he pleases and answers to no one; that is until a fiery Irish redhead with a temper to match her hair colour knocks him on his arse. Literally. She hates to admit it, but Keela needs a favour from the cocky Slater brother, a huge favour. She needs him to not only escort her to Micah’s wedding, but to also pose as her boyfriend. Alec agrees to help Keela, but has certain conditions for her to abide by. He wants her body and plans to have it before anyone can say I do. What he doesn’t plan on is losing his heart as well as the possibility of losing his family when someone from his past threatens his future. Alec owns Keela, and what Alec owns, Alec keeps. Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/20737459-alec?ac=1 Purchase: Will be found here come release day: http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_noss?url=search-alias%3Daps&field-keywords=Alec+by+L.A.+Casey&rh=i%3Aaps%2Ck%3AAlec+by+L.A.+Casey
As you may be aware, our Facebook page hit 1k Likers in just under 3 weeks! We would like to celebrate this with our followers by arranging a huge give away. So... CALLING ALL AUTHORS & BLOGGERS if you would like to be included in our rafflecopter and donate a prize towards it (no matter how big or small) Vouchers / Swag / signed paperbacks / unsigned paperbacks / ebooks, Anything at all we would be truly grateful and happy to include you in our give away and generate some new liker's for your pages at the same time x Just fill out the form below! ***** Mature Content, Sexual Situations, Adult Situations, Strong Language ***** To him, I was only just Sage, Matt Nichols’ little sister. But I've worshiped Conall my whole life. My brother's best friend. My secret crush. My first and only love. Always hoping he’d really see... me. And then, a torrent of circumstances ripped through my life. One by one, my family began to crumble. My dad's heart attack. My brother's tragic death. My mother's slipping sanity. And then Conall's abandonment. He took my heart when he left, but he gave me a reason to grow up fast, to be strong, and to live. Now, just when things finally start looking up, he's back in Bitterroot. Standing before me, not the boy he once was, but a man. Just when I’m on the cusp of living again. Just when I’m starting to feel like I could let go of the past and be happy without him, the feelings I set aside for all those years are raging once again through my veins. My tight control is slipping. The future I've so carefully mapped out now seems so uncertain. He’s changed, but he hasn’t. I hate him for leaving, but I love him for coming home. But will he stay? And do I really, truly want him to after he shattered me before? About the Cover Photography provided by: CJC Photography Cover Model: Brian Laferriere Other works About the Author Sibylla Matilde grew up in the mountain valleys of Southwest Montana exploring the dusty Old West gold country on the back of a horse. She attended a two-room schoolhouse beginning in 1st grade & had the same teacher until she changed schools after 7th. Beginning at about age 12, Sibylla discovered historical romance, feeding off of work of Jude Deveraux & Lisa Kleypas. She loves a book that can make the reader run the gamut of emotions, from the sweet glow of new love to gut-wrenching heartache. She is a true romantic & always has stories floating around in her head, living in a fantasyland until she writes them down to free them. Music is her emotional trigger. Growing up with a Wagnarian-loving mother, Sibylla was raised to treasure music that digs deep into the psyche, drawing out elation, sorrow, grief, desire. The soundtrack to her life includes many genres spanning centuries. She looooooooves Thirty Seconds to Mars (rather obsessively, actually… but, really, how can you NOT be crazy about this guy!? Jared Leto. Shhh. ) & pimps them out to all her friends through Spotify. She also delights in Met Opera HD broadcasts at her local movie theater & hopes (listening Met?) to someday see Diana Damrau reprise her role as Mozart’s Queen of the Night in Die Zauberflöte. Sibylla lives with her husband and hero who saved her from her own calamitous, young-adult self. He makes her laugh daily, even when things are tough. He’s proved to her that love really can heal a shattered soul. In 18 years, they have never had a fight, although argue regularly with their two teenage kids who have, unfortunately, inherited their father’s quick wit (unfortunate as it is a quick wit that Sibylla, herself, definitely does not possess – there is a reason she is a writer & not a stand-up comedian). They live a quiet life with their two weird little rescued Chiweenies. Wait… teenagers & little yap-dogs? OK, maybe not so quiet. Buy Links:
Amazon US http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00MQECXVC Amazon UK http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B00MQECXVC Genre: Mature New Adult/ Adult Contemporary Romance Recommended for ages 18 and up. Full Length Novel When a sexy encounter comes like a dream and leaves like a nightmare⦠Brooke Stewart thinks sheâs finally safe. After witnessing the crime of a killer, she can move on from her past. But after one night at the Trio Hotel and meeting the sexy stranger with the green eyes that can steal oneâs soul, her life is changed forever. Passions run deep. The game is supposed to be for one night with no strings attached. What she doesnât know is that the sexy stranger has an agenda of his own. Brooke Stewart has something he desperately wants, something he can't admit to the woman he tries to get to surrender. A secret so deep it would upend her life if she found out too soon. Heâs almost reached his goal, and then she gets a letter she was not meant to read. Suddenly, secrets get a completely new meaning. Is the past really ever the past? Available now: worldwide, print and ebook Amazon, Barnes & Noble, iTunes Available now: worldwide, print and ebook Amazon, Barnes & Noble, iTunes ****All of the author's profits and royalties from the sale of this ebook will be donated to MacMillan Nurses for the wonderful work that they do. [Registered charity number 261017]***** Twelve overgrown man-children, sixteen hours, and a whole lot of liquor. Just how much fun can be had in one night? Join Nate, Ashton and their friends on a wild night out on the town. As I stood in the lobby waiting for him to arrive, a bad feeling settled in the pit of my stomach. I had no idea where we were going or what we were going to be doing tonight – all I knew was that when Ashton had gotten married a few years back, I had taken my best man duties seriously, and of course had teased the shit out of him all night long. Tonight was probably going to be payback.
Kirsty Moseley lives in Norfolk, England with her husband and son. After discovering Wattpad, an online writing site, she decided to take the plunge and upload one of her stories on there. Seven million reads later, she then decided to try her hand at publishing. The Boy Who Sneaks in My Bedroom Window was her first novel, published in April 2012. Over two years later, she now has five books under her belt, an international bestselling title and over thirteen hundred five star reviews on Amazon. HOSTED BY: Finding Jordie Jordan Spagnato Series-Book 1 By H.J. Harley Synopsis A widow of eight years, Jordie is devoted to her daughter and knows how to protect her own heart... until Nathan Harper lends a hand when she's punched by a drunkard being forcefully removed from her NYC East Village bar. Nathan is fascinated by the sassy bar owner, who doesn't recognize him from the Silver Screen and who appears more interested in conversation than sex. But when shared words spark mutual passion, the menacing phone calls begin, and a stalker, who will stop at nothing to have Jordie, turns his crosshairs on Nathan. Amazon / Barnes and Noble / iTunes Excerpt “Fuck!” I blurted out as I reached my steps. Nathan was perched there halfway up and, my Lord, he was looking fine. “Is that a statement or a request?” He grinned mischievously at me, a grin that touched those amazing blue eyes. Oh shit, he’s here … on my front porch. My heart slammed into my throat and I was pretty sure I had lost the ability to form a coherent sentence. “Hi?” was all I could manage to say. What was he doing here at three A.M.? “I wanted to make sure you made it home safely,” he said, as if answering my silent question. “Nut. Job,” I mouthed slowly to him. He laughed, unveiling that beautiful, perfect, white-toothed smile that made his eyes even brighter. Then it happened. With that one smile, I surrendered to whatever it was inside of me I was fighting. I could no longer worry about how this story would end when all I wanted to do was start it. I walked past him. “Want to come up for a beer or something?” I unlocked the door and waited for the impact of the rejection. “Or something.” I could hear the smirk in his tone. “Is that a statement or a request?” Ugh, what are you doing? Is this flirting? I silently sighed. Rachel had never been more correct — it had been too long. “Lock the door behind you, please.” I started the two-flight journey to my apartment. We reached my door, and I took a deep breath while I unlocked it. We walked in and I tossed my crap on the table as usual. He closed the door, and I heard the click of the lock. “Want some breakfast?” I asked him, walking past the large sectional in my living room into the kitchen. Nathan followed but stopped in the dining room and took a quick glance around my place as he leaned against the wall. “Assuming I will be here for breakfast?” he asked in a sultry voice full of humor. Flushed, I popped my head out from behind the fridge door. “Smart ass, I meant now. I’m starving. Yes or no?” “Sure.” He got dimples when he smiled. “Can you make some coffee?” I pointed to the pantry closet door. “Yes, ma’am.” He stepped into the pantry. “Pop Tarts? You eat Pop Tarts?” His muffled words became clearer as he walked out, holding coffee in one hand and a box of Pop Tarts in the other. He closed the door with his foot. “I enjoy a good Pop Tart.” I pouted, crinkling my eyebrows. “Seriously? Strawberry? I thought you said you enjoyed a good Pop Tart.” He eyed me suspiciously. “Shut up — it’s the sprinkles. They make me happy.” I quickly looked back down to the pan, trying not to stare at his amazing blue eyes. “Do you know what these are made of?” He sounded appalled, as if I were eating a cockroach instead of an artificial pastry. “No, please enlighten me.” I noticed my cheeks hurt because I had been smiling for the past five minutes. “All right, sassy pants, I will.” He was attempting to be serious, but began to laugh while he poured water into the coffee maker. “C’mon educate me, I need a good schooling, and have you ever made coffee before?” I playfully grabbed the coffee from his hands, swiftly dumped four scoops into the top of the machine, closed the lid, and pressed the start button. “Impressive.” He hopped onto the counter holding the box of Pop Tarts again, watching me. “It’s a sugar coma is what it is. I can’t explain it. I just know anything that has a shelf life of fourteen years and is still edible after a nuclear winter can’t be good for you.” He held his head high and tightened his lips as if he was triumphant in convincing me. I stared blankly at him, trying my damnedest not to laugh, but the corners of my mouth betrayed me as they tightened. We both burst out in laughter. “Really? That’s all you got?” I snatched the box from his hands and put it back on the counter. “Like I said, it’s all about the sprinkles, so if there is in fact a nuclear winter, at least I’ll be happy.” I tossed him a loaf of bread. “Can you make toast?” “Can I make toast?” He hopped off the counter. “Of course I can make toast.” When I turned to look at him he was standing at the toaster with a confused look on his face. “You’re kidding me, right?” My mouth popped open wide in shock and he laughed. “Gotcha.” He winked, pushing down the lever. Oh my, no no no. I won’t survive this night if he keeps shit like that up. Author Bio:I grew up in Bricktown New Jersey, less than an hour away from New York City. As a teenager and my early twenties, I loved hanging out in the glamor of NYC. I was a "City Brat" so it was pretty hard for me when I packed up all my crap and three cats in 2005, for a life changing road trip and moved to California. I travelled around the country until I met my other half in 2005. After serving twelve years in the Air Force, the man of my dreams ended his military career and we moved to Georgia six years ago. Since then, we've settled down in Leesburg GA, and had our first child. No place has ever come close to replacing the magic of New York City in my mind. So when I decided to try this romance writing gig out, naturally I set my first book, ‘Finding Jordie’ there. I enjoy reading, and spending time with my family. Reality shows are my guilty pleasure. I'm a sucker for romantic comedies and Robert Pattinson. I am a pro at goofing off, I talk with my hands, (I'm Italian!) I drink way too much coffee, and get too little sleep. Oh, and I have a thing for Jackie-O sized sunglasses. I have four furry kids and most importantly, I have a beautiful daughter. I'm always striving to be the best Mom possible. I'm very passionate about the things I love, that's why I was outraged when they cancelled SMASH and Southland! It should be considered to be a small miracle if you ever get to see a serious or pic of me posing all nice and pretty...yeah, I'm not that girl. I'm a spontaneous goof and believe the best things in life come naturally. Yes, that includes random no make-up selfies during a 2:00a.m. writing marathon. Website ~ Facebook ~ Twitter ~ Goodreads Giveaway H.J. is giving away 3 signed copies of Finding Nathan and 3-e-copies of Finding Jordie.
a Rafflecopter giveaway SYNOPSIS The Forever Trilogy hasn't ended yet...now it's time for Connor & Ellery's son to tell his story... I’d like to introduce myself. My name is Collin Black, and I’m the future CEO of Black Enterprises. At twenty-two years old, I’m living the American dream, or at least my version of it. I’m rich, fit, sexy, and no matter where I go, women are always throwing themselves at me. I love to party, and when I do, it can sometimes lead to trouble. Women. What can I say? One woman broke my heart which led me to close myself off so it could never happen again. I’ve become one of New York’s most eligible bachelors and bad boy. I leave a trail of broken hearts wherever I go. Until her. This is my journey of going through the ups and downs of life as I climb the corporate ladder, heal a broken heart, and discover that there’s more life than what I thought. She. Changed. Everything. BUY LINKS ABOUT AUTHOR NEW YORK TIMES, USA TODAY & WALL STREET JOURNAL BESTSELLING AUTHOR Sandi Lynn, born and raised in the US, has always dreamed of becoming an author since she won her first young author's award in grade school. She spends her days raising her three teenage girls and writing full-time. Sandi Lynn is a New York Times, USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestselling author of her Forever Trilogy (Forever Black, Forever You, Forever Us). She has a severe coffee addiction and can usually be found hanging out at the local Starbucks with her laptop, sipping lattes, and working on her books. In addition to writing romance novels, she loves to write poetry. AUTHOR LINKS
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