New Release + Release Blitz + Giveaway: Loving the Playboy

 

Loving the Playboy is LIVE!

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Loving the Playboy – Synopsis

Life is perfect.

Paradise is found in the arms of a redeemed playboy.

Evan Ashford’s cocky side never stood a chance against true love. He pursued me with an unbridled determination and passion that couldn’t be denied, winning me over heart and soul. Our lives are now set . . . or so I thought.

Nothing stays perfect forever and happiness comes with a price. I thought we had paid that price, so when we’re thrown into the biggest battle over our love yet, I’ll fight to claim my forever.

When life tears us apart, can our love bring us back to paradise?

The Playboy in Paradise Trilogy is an Emotional, Contemporary, New Adult Romance that will leave you breathless and heart thumping until the very last page.

Loving the Playboy is Book Three.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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GIVEAWAY!

Signed Paperback of Falling for the Playboy

$25 Amazon E – Gift Card

Forever Summer Pineapple Tote Bag

Bath & Body Works Body Gel & Lotion

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Palm Tree Cap to keep you in the shade

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ABOUT S.L. SCOTT

Living in the capital of Texas with her family, Scott loves traveling and avocados, beaches, and cooking with her kids. She’s obsessed with epic romances and loves a good plot twist. Her favorite color is blue, but she likens it more toward the sky than the emotion. Her home is filled with the welcoming symbol of the pineapple and finds surfing a challenge though she likes to think she’s a pro.

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Cover Reveal + Pre-Order: Make Me by Lani Lynn Vale

 

Royal St. James got her name when she was born. Not because
her mother loved her royally, but because Royal was a giant pain in the ass.
She’s spent her entire life fighting to live, and the last thing she needs is
to deal with some pretty-boy police officer who wouldn’t know a hardship if it
came up and bit him in the…you know.
Justice Rector wasn’t born with a silver spoon in his mouth.
He was raised to work hard and always fight for what he believed in. His father
was a cop, and ever since he could remember, he wanted to be one, too.
It was a complete coincidence that he ends up going
undercover and meeting Royal St. James. It was just one day, a single moment in
time. All routine.
Just do the buy, make the bust, and get out.
But Royal St. James, aptly named, screws everything up.
Royally.
All of a sudden, he has a decision to make: blow his cover
and save the girl, or save himself.
Of course, he does the most stupid thing possible.
By saving the girl who most assuredly did not want to be
saved.
PREORDER TODAY! 
 
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Lani Lynn Vale is a
USA Today Bestselling Author of over thirty titles. She is married with three
children, two dogs, two cats, a donkey, and a couple (a couple also meaning
over twenty) chickens.
When she’s not writing,
you can find her curled up in her favorite chair reading.
Lani is married with
three children and lives in the Great State of Texas.

Chapter Reveal: Making Up by Helena Hunting

Making Up, an all-new laugh-out-loud romantic comedy standalone from New York Times bestselling author Helena Hunting is coming July 16th and we have a sneak peek!

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

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

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

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Excerpt from Chapter One

Sexy Suit

Cosy

Working in an adult toy store is the opposite of glamorous. Sure, I get a fifty-percent discount, which is a real perk, but it doesn’t offset some of the weirdness I have to deal with. Such as Eugene, one of the locals who frequents the shop on a regular basis. He came in this morning and handled all the display toys. He’s mostly harmless, but the silicone fondling is pretty high on the creepy factor. Eventually I told him I had to close up for a few minutes so I could grab lunch. The deli across the street has the best daily specials.

While I wait for my chicken shawarma, I make a mental list of all the things I need to do this afternoon: check the magazines to make sure the pages aren’t stuck together, restock the flavored lube, and wipe down everything Eugene molested with toy cleaner. Once I’ve tackled those less-than-fun chores, I can work on my assignment for my hospitality class, provided I don’t have real customers.

I glance out the window, checking to make sure Eugene isn’t loitering around in front of the store, waiting to be let back in. Sometimes he’ll stop by more than once during my shift. He’s not there—thank God—but there’s a black sports car parked in the lot. It looks nice and possibly expensive, which might mean an actual customer who will spend money.

Loki, the cashier at the deli, hands me my drinks and shawarma.

“Thanks! Have a great day!”

“You too,” Loki says to my chest.

As I leave the store, I see a man in a suit reading the sign I taped to the door. I don’t want to miss a potential customer, so I take a deep breath and mentally shift gears, putting on my best sales-person mask. I have to pretend to be a completely different person when I deal with customers, so I can get through what would otherwise be a fairly embarrassing event. Discussing the ins and outs of sex toys with strangers is not something I particularly enjoy, but it’s a paycheck, so I’ve learned to roll with it.

My root beer foams and drips down the straw while my coffee sloshes onto my hand—the lids never fit right—and my chicken shawarma dangles perilously between my pinkie and ring finger as I cross the street.

The suit doesn’t look creepy like Eugene, but then, suits can be deceiving. Half the time they think they can proposition me like a sex worker. Or they pretend the weird stuff they’re buying is a gift and not for them. Pfft. I know better.

Suit turns and heads for his car, so I call out, “Hey! You in the suit, hold on!”

His shoulders hunch, as if he’s trying to be smaller, which is physically impossible. Based on the size of him, he probably played college football. Or he has Marvel comic hero blood relatives. Either way, he’s a big dude.

He stops walking, though, which is good. I could use some sales today. The commission boost is always a plus to the shitty minimum wage. Rent is due next week, and judging by his car, he has money to burn.

My heels are skyscrapers, and everything I’m wearing is either too short or too tight to facilitate running—the Sex Toy Warehouse uniform is supposed to be sexy, aka revealing—so I awkwardly jog the rest of the way while trying to get the key to the shop out of my pocket and not drop my shawarma. The manager gave me my own set since I frequently open the store.

“Sorry to keep you waiting; plastic dicks don’t quite cut it for lunch.” Inwardly I cringe, because seriously, why did I say that?

“I would imagine they’re not all that satisfying,” he replies in a deep voice that would probably sound good whispering naughty things in my ear.

I’m not sure if he meant that suggestively or not. Regardless, I walked right into that one.

I finally look up. Dear sweet Jesus on a cloud of marshmallows, this is my lucky day. The suit is gorgeous. Like the kind of hotness that sucks the breath right out of your lungs and sends all the blood in your body rushing between your legs. It’s a good thing clits don’t react like penises, otherwise mine would be hanging out of the bottom of my shorts with excitement. I’m thankful my physical reaction is limited to damp underwear and tingles.

His dark hair is straight and cut short, parted at the side and neatly styled. He’s a cross between a mobster, and a fifties movie star. Capone and Ward Cleaver rolled together and dipped in lust. His nose is straight, lips are full, and he’s got a chin that looks like it could cut glass. His features are strong, but he somehow manages to be boyish even though everything about him screams pure, undiluted masculinity.

His tongue drags across his pillowy bottom lip and his throat bobs. I lift my gaze and meet his eyes. They’re a strange color. Not brown, not green, but some kind of honey-lemon color, ringed in emerald. Like a cat maybe.

Read the rest of Chapter One: http://bit.ly/2KO3Mf6

About the Author

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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New Release + Blog Tour + Excerpt: Sin Shot by Brit DeMille

 

SIN SHOT (Vegas Crush #2) by Raine Miller Writing As Brit DeMille
Release Date: June 13th
Cover Designer: Designs by Dana
Cover Image: Lindee Robinson Photography

 

 

AVAILABLE NOW!!
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Blurb:
“There’s a lot more to me than what I’ve let on in the public eye.”
—Georg Kolochev, VEGAS CRUSH

No, I don’t drink vodka straight from the bottle. I don’t pour it over my breakfast cereal either. I am not in need of an intervention…unless it involves me and a certain blonde bombshell alone in a room with a locking door.

I’ve done my fair share of partying, I’ll admit. And yes. I’ve built up something of a reputation with the ladies when not on the ice. That’s on me for being careless with my posts on social. And I do know what’s most important in my life.

Two things.

Hockey and Pamela Jenson. My favorite physical therapist needs me so much more than she knows.

Because I am the guy delivering her SIN SHOT. Yeah, you heard me, I’m her first.

Sinning with Pam has never felt so good…

*SIN SHOT is book two in the VEGAS CRUSH hockey series. Standalone, sports romance.

 

 

Excerpt:
I bring up Georg’s number and before I can talk myself out of it, I press the green call button.

“Hello, Pamela,” he answers on the second ring in that sexy Russian-accented voice of his.

“Hi…I wanted to call and check in after the game. You played super hard, and I thought I’d ask if you wanted to do some therapeutic stretching tomorrow.”

His lengthy pause reminds me why I was an impulsive idiot for calling him.

“You called me at midnight to ask me if I want to do some therapeutic stretching tomorrow?” I can hear the amusement in his tone.

“Well, I…” I’m at a loss for words. A rarity, I know. He chuckles softly into my ear.

“I’m so sorry. God, I didn’t realize how late it was. I’ll catch you at the arena, whenever you want to stop in.”

I hear music in the background. Georg says something but it’s muffled. I realize he must be out partying. Maybe Kacey King is out with him.

“I’ll let you go,” I say, feeling stupid. “I’m sorry to bother you.”

“No, no.” His voice is insistent. “It’s good hearing your voice.”

It is? “Yeah, you too,” I answer after a second. I feel so pathetically stupid. Why on earth did I call him?

“I’ll come see you sometime tomorrow. We don’t practice, so it will probably be after lunch. Will you be there?”

“Yes, I’ll be working tomorrow,” I answer quickly, my heartbeat speeding up at the thought of seeing him so soon.

“Good. Good. Then I guess I should take you up on your offer for some therapeutic stretching, Pamela.”

Oh—my—God. He sees right through me. I realize I need to get off the phone before I say or offer him anything worse. And it will happen…because I turn utterly stupid when I’m around him.

“Night-night, Georg.”

I hope I sound like my confident self, but I can’t tell anymore with him. Georg affects me differently than all other guys before him.

There’s a long pause. So long that I almost think he’s hung up. But then he murmurs, “I love hearing my name on your lips.”

“I…” At a loss, I have no idea what to say to that comment. He has to be drunk, right?

“Good night, Pamela.”

And then he hangs up.

 

 

About the Author:
Brit DeMille is Raine’s alter-ego in case you didn’t know.

And she is having an absolute blast writing books that are a little bit different from what Raine usually writes. Brit loves stories about sexy billionaires [millionaires make the cut too] who fall in instalove with young women who may or may not be virgins, and then go on to make adorable babies together. In addition to the billionaires, hot hockey players are at the top of her list of favorite heroes, along with royals and ex-military bodyguards.

The most important thing to Brit when she writes a story is a happily ever after. But during the actual writing of the story, the most important thing to Brit is a cup of hot tea with a splash of milk, and a stash of cherry Jolly Ranchers. A dog or two will likely be in between Brit and the chair at any given moment, which is very handy, because they are the ones who approve everything she writes.

 

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New Release + Release Blitz: On the Rocks by Kandi Steiner

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On the Rocks, an all-new standalone contemporary romance by Kandi Steiner is LIVE!

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Noah Becker is nothing but trouble.

That’s what Mama told me when I was a kid, kicking his pew in church and giggling at the games we’d play. It’s what the town said when his father died and the Becker brothers went wild.

And it’s on repeat in my mind the day I walk into the whiskey distillery where he works to buy a wedding gift for my fiancé.

He’s trouble.

Dirty, sweaty, rude trouble.

No matter how many times I repeat it, I can’t escape Noah in our small Tennessee town. And the more I run into him, the more he infuriates me. Because he sees what no one else does.

He sees me—the real me.

The me I’m not sure I’m allowed to be.

I’m Ruby Grace Barnett, the mayor’s daughter. Soon to be a politician’s wife, just like Mama and Daddy always wanted. Soon to fulfill my family’s legacy, just like I always knew I would.

Until the boy everyone warned me about makes me question everything, like whether the wedding I’m planning is one I even want.

Everyone said Noah Becker was nothing but trouble.

If only I had listened.

A stand-alone, contemporary romance.

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Download your copy today or read FREE in Kindle Unlimited!

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About Kandi:

Kandi Steiner is a bestselling author and whiskey connoisseur living in Tampa, FL. Best known for writing “emotional rollercoaster” stories, she loves bringing flawed characters to life and writing about real, raw romance — in all its forms. No two Kandi Steiner books are the same, and if you’re a lover of angsty, emotional, and inspirational reads, she’s your gal.

An alumna of the University of Central Florida, Kandi graduated with a double major in Creative Writing and Advertising/PR with a minor in Women’s Studies. She started writing back in the 4th grade after reading the first Harry Potter installment. In 6th grade, she wrote and edited her own newspaper and distributed to her classmates. Eventually, the principal caught on and the newspaper was quickly halted, though Kandi tried fighting for her “freedom of press.” She took particular interest in writing romance after college, as she has always been a diehard hopeless romantic, and likes to highlight all the challenges of love as well as the triumphs.

When Kandi isn’t writing, you can find her reading books of all kinds, talking with her extremely vocal cat, and spending time with her friends and family. She enjoys live music, traveling, anything heavy in carbs, beach days, movie marathons, craft beer, and sweet wine — not necessarily in that order.

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Kandi Steiner may be coming to a city near you! Check out her “events” tab to see all the signings she’s attending in the near future:

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New Release + Release Blitz + 4.5 Star Review: Parallel by Elizabeth O’Roark

 

 

Time is a cruel thief…unless you can steal it back.
As a neurologist, Nick Reilly believes everything can be
explained by science.
But he can’t explain her—Quinn Stewart, an irresistible
patient who knows things about him she shouldn’t. And insists that at some
point, she was his wife.
Something else he can’t explain: he remembers her too.
Quinn wakes each morning remembering new details of the life they shared—and she’s desperate for the dreams to stop. Because with each one,
she finds herself craving what she had with Nick more than the life—and the
fiancé—she already has.
Nick and Quinn share an attraction neither can deny, but one that might destroy everything.
Just like it did before.

 

 

Grab your copy of PARALLEL today!

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Tracey’s Review
In a sea of books, some great, some good, and some not-so-good, is PARALLEL, the first book in the Parallel Duet by author Elizabeth O’Roark. This book, with its twists, its turns, its ‘what in the heck is happening, and how can I get more?!’ is one of the most interesting books that I’ve read lately.

I’m a sucker for paranormal romance and romantic suspense, and when they’re married together in the same book, well, I’m pretty much in reader heaven. In PARALLEL, Elizabeth has delivered a story that incorporates both of these genres, as well as plenty of slow burn (and by slow burn, I mean sizzling) romantic build-up, making for a read that had me locked in from the first chapter. Every time I thought I knew what was going on, who was who, and who was doing what in which timeline, Elizabeth deftly showed me that the answers are, in fact, yet to come.

PARALLEL is most definitely a book that deserves no spoilers, one that readers go into without any idea of what’s waiting for them. A very solid 4.5 stars, PARALLEL is on my must-read list for this year. I cannot wait to get my hands on INTERSECT (Book 2), because I need answers, dang it, and you will, too.

 

 

 

The stunning conclusion to Parallel.

Someone has torn them apart in the past, and she plans to do it again…

As Nick and Quinn piece together the truth about the life they once shared, they discover it was much deeper and darker than they ever imagined. In order to keep history from repeating, Quinn will need to master her unusual gifts—but that means admitting to herself and to Nick why she stopped using them in the first place.

He may never forgive her when he learns the truth, but Quinn is running out of options—because the clock is ticking, and it’s no longer just her life that hangs in the balance. 

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Elizabeth O’Roark lives in
Washington, DC with her 3 children. After many years spent writing
scintillating brochures about amniocentesis and heart surgery, she is thrilled
to have found a job that allows her to just make s*** up.