27 October 2014

Release Day Blitz: Backstage by A.M. Madden

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Trey Taylor was loving life. Bass player to the world famous rock band Devil’s Lair, chicks falling to their knees at every turn, no one to be held accountable to for his actions…life rocked. He had all he needed, food to sustain his body, sex to sustain his libido, rock to sustain his soul. For years he walked to the beat of his own drum, and made no excuses to anyone. Running and hiding can temporarily distract your fate, but it won’t derail it. Fate was coming for him, whether he liked it or not. His past was gaining ground and threatening all the secrets he desperately tried to hide. His present was slowing him down, making him feel emotions he buried years ago. The two are about to collide. Will Trey survive the impact? Teaser   Backstage Teaser 3 BackstageTease1   Buy Links  


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About Author
Amazon Best Selling Author ~ A.M. Madden's debut novel Back-up is the first of three in The Back-Up Series. Book 2, Front & Center is also available on Amazon. Book 3, Encore will be released June 2014. A.M. Madden is a wife, a mother, an avid reader of romance novels and now an author. In Back-up she aspired to create a fun, sexy, realistic romantic story. She wanted to create characters that the reader could relate to and feel as if they knew personally. A self-proclaimed hopeless romantic, she loves getting lost in a good book. She also uses every free moment of her time writing, while raising teenage boys. Author Links  


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20 October 2014

Blog Tour: Fractured Lines by Jen McLaughlin

FRACTURED LINES - by Jen McLaughlin
October 2014


The lines we once crossed so easily have widened and torn us apart…
Once upon a time I thought Finn and I would live happily ever after, but real life doesn't always have a happy ending. He's testing my trust, and I'm losing faith in the man I thought I'd spend the rest of my life with, and there’s nothing I can do to stop it. He’s the one I trusted to keep me safe, but now he’s the source of my greatest pain…
Forgiveness is fragile, and some fractures never fully heal...
One mistake—a slip in a moment of weakness—might cost me everything I've worked so hard for. The thing about trust is that it's a lot easier to lose than it is to build. Just as I'm about to give up and surrender to the demons from my past, an unexpected threat reminds me what I'm best at: protecting the woman I love. Whether or not she wants me, I will fight for Carrie and our daughter, and I will keep them safe—no matter the cost.
Even if I have to put my life and my heart on the line.

My Review

I know a lot of fans of the series are concerned about Finn and Carrie's HEA being tainted by unnecessary drama. I for one had my doubts. But the moment I started reading this book, it all went 'poof'! And I stumbled headlong into this angsty tale of love, forgiveness and redemption. 

There were some heart-clutching moments -- moments were I felt 'Okay. Maybe this is it for Finn and Carrie,' but the author did a phenomenal job of taking us to the brink only to pull us back in again with the beautiful conclusion. 

In Fractured Lines, we see Finn and Carrie getting confronted by their personal demons. Again. Your heart just breaks for them because although I know how much they love each other, their struggle was so great that as a reader, I struggled along with them. I have to say, the angst was all worth it. And personally, I felt that this story needs to be told because it shows how love can triumph above all.

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18 October 2014

Blitz+Review: Finished by Claire Kent

Title: Finished
Author: Claire Kent
Date of publication: October 14th, 2014
About Finished:
For the last year, Julia has lived with two men.
Drayton is hot and mysterious, and Mike takes care of her. Together, they have great sex and a mostly stable relationship—one Julia thought satisfied her. After all, how can she complain about having two sexy men at the same time?
Then everything starts to change. Drayton is keeping a dark secret that threatens more than their arrangement. It might actually threaten their lives. And Mike keeps becoming more alpha than she’s ever known him to be.
What once was fun and casual is now a tangle of conflicting desires. Drayton wants to keep his freedom. Julia wants a real commitment.
And Mike…well, Mike just wants her.
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She was smiling at Drayton, thinking she needed to spend more time with him like this, since she’d been focused a lot more on Mike than on him lately, when he asked into the silence, “What are you thinking about?” “You,” she admitted, putting down her glass and leaning back in her seat. “Us. Our relationship. Do you ever want any more than what we have?” She had no idea why she’d voiced the question that had been lingering in her mind for a couple of months now. She knew it went beyond the bounds of their established relationship. But it was honest, and Drayton felt safe at the moment. She really wanted to know. He blinked slowly. Glanced away for a moment. Then turned back to meet her gaze. “I’m happy with the way things are.” She gave a little nod, feeling a drop of disappointment. “Oh. Okay.” “Aren’t you happy?” “I am. I mean, what girl wouldn’t want great sex with two amazing guys. But, still, sometimes I wonder…it just sometimes feels like something is missing.” He shook his head and leaned toward her. “Nothing is missing. Everyone, in any kind of relationship, sometimes wonders if something is missing. That’s because life can never offer us everything. We choose what’s most important to us and accept that there are some things we’ll never have. If you have some romantic notion about getting everything without giving up anything, you’ll always be disappointed. Life isn’t about perfect happy endings. They just don’t exist. It’s about choosing. And then about giving up what we don’t choose.” She thought about his words and then nodded slowly. “Yeah. I know you’re right about that. But don’t you ever want to be close to us—with more than just your body.”    

My Review

If there was one word I would describe this book, it would be intriguing.

Julia is in a menage relationship with Mike and Drayton. It suited all of them and Julia get the best of both worlds. It's not a set-in-stone relationship but they do expect a exclusivity from each other but not necessarily commitment.

But things got complicated, as they always do, and they felt that Drayton is hiding something. Adding more complication is the fact that Mike, from the looks of it, is developing feelings for Julia. From the get-go, readers get to see the connection between Mike and Julia that seems to be missing from Drayton. This would be reiterated throughout the book as we see Mike staking a claim on Julia more and more and Drayton becoming more and more mysterious.

This was certainly an intriguing read. Not to mention hot. I enjoyed it for the most part but Julia wasn't the most sympathetic heroine. She whined throughout the book. Mike was the one person I really liked. He's steady and heroic and it was clear as day that he loved Julia. Now Drayton, I just didn't understand. His past wasn't really fleshed out for me either. I wish I could read more about his past, his motivations so I can understand why he did what he did.

In the end though I was satisfied with the ending. It ended the way I wanted it to be. I just looking for more. I was especially looking for more insight into Drayton and Mike's previous relationship. But overall, I still enjoyed this one.

Rating: 3.5 stars!

Q/A with Claire Kent
Tell us a bit about yourself. What makes you tick? The two things I love to do most in the world is write and teach literature. I was pretending to teach school when I was four years old, and I wrote my first novel when I was twelve. Right now, I’m able to do both teach and write. It’s basically two full-time jobs, but it’s a great place to be. I also love dogs and books and ice-cream.
Why writing? My mind has always been full of stories. Even if I’m not writing, I’m always making up stories in my head. It just makes more sense to actually write them down so other people can read them too.
Which authors have influenced your writing? Too many really to count. My early influences were Louisa May Alcott and Maud Hart Lovelace. (I loved the Betsy, Tacy, and Tib books so much!). Then there have been so many others, ranging from Patricia Veryan to Agatha Christie. I think my deepest influences are those who don’t even write in my genre.  
About Claire Kent:
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Claire has been writing romance novels since she was twelve years old. She has a PhD in British literature and, when she's not writing, she teaches English at the university level. She also writes contemporary romance under the penname Noelle Adams.
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15 October 2014

Cover Reveal: Easy Virtue by Mia Asher

By Mia Asher
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RELEASE DATE:  December 3rd, 2014 


Love is selfish…

My name is Blaire.
I’m the bad girl.
The other woman.
The one who never gets the guy in the end.

I’m the gold digger.
The bitch.
The one no one roots for.
The one you love to hate.

I hate myself too.

Everyone has a story. Are you ready for mine?



Part I


What is love?
I dont know.
Ive never had it.
Is it even real?
No, I dont think so. I mean, how can I believe in love when Ive never witnessed it? When it seems to only exist in books and films, or in the lives of more fortunate people than me? Trust me, I know.
Love is my personal chimera.
I am gazing at brown eyes, admiring the richness of the color, the beauty of the man to whom they belong to.
Youre so beautiful, Blaire so wet, he murmurs, his hand going between my legs as he begins to rub me. His fingers spread me open to their soft invasion, tuning my body to his wants and needs, preparing me to be taken as the hot friction of his touch lights a wild fire within my body. Its not the first time he has touched me like this, but each time feels better and betterthe sensations all-consuming and heady.
One finger.
Two fingers.
One finger.
Two fingers.
Over and over again.
His invasion is fast and slow, deep and shallow. His touch is soiled heaven.
As I open my legs wider for him, I wonder if it feels this good because of him or because Im taking something that doesnt belong to me and making it mine.
Oh God I love you, Blaire. I love you I love you …” he pants in my ear.
Dont stop it feels so good, I breathe.
Okay, maybe its because at this moment in time this man thinks he loves me and no one else but me, however false his proclamation may be.
I close my eyes as his lips land on mine. He kisses me softly as if Im made out of gold, kissing me with that familiar mouth Ive seen smile tenderly at me so many times before. The assault of his tongue debilitates me but doesnt incapacitate me.

Its four dollars, gorgeous, the cute barista says, smiling at me.
Im about to pay for my cappuccino when I hear a deep, manly voice say, Let me get that for you.
A man wearing a beige suit comes forward, standing next to me as he hands the barista some bills. Ive seen you around youre Paiges friend.
I smile, licking my suddenly dry lips. Thank you, and yes I know Paige.
The smile on his handsome face seems to freeze as his gaze follows the tip of my tongue, the spark of hunger brightening his eyes. Inwardly, I smile because who knew it was so easy to make men desire me, particularly when I went without attention for so long.
My pleasure. Are you, he coughs, here with someone else?
I shake my head and look at him through fluttering eyelashes. No, Im here all by myself. I pause, touching his arm invitingly, and smile. Would you like to join me?
He looks around the coffee shop, probably considering if he should, if its proper to do so, but less than five seconds later, hes staring at me once again. Sure.
Yes, just like that.

The beige walls are spinning.
The clock is ticking.
The bedsprings creak as the moon cries outside the motel window.
And the man above me kisses me while he fingers me, preparing me for him. Gotta love such a thoughtful man.
I can taste his sweet saliva mixing with mine, and I love it.
Please, I beg against his lips, reaching for his hard cock and wrapping my fingers around it. Im ready.
I feel his mouth leave mine as he begins to make his way down my partially dressed body. Are you sure, Blaire? Are you sure you want to do this with me?
I open my eyes to witness what I think I want him to do. No, what Im sure I want him to do. I cant help the smile I feel playing on my lips as I see him struggling with his conscience. He asks me if Im sure when he has already fucked my mouth with his cock countless number of times, when his fingers have filled every orifice of my body. Should I laugh? No I decide to take pity instead.
Im sure, so sure, I say, letting my arms land like dead weight on the bed, the cheap fabric rough against my skin.
All right.
When I feel the bed dip between my legs, I instinctively open them for him and watch as he brings a condom package to his mouth. As he rips it open with his teeth, I admire his perfect full lips that emphasize how masculine he is.
I feel pleased with myself.
So fucking pleased because he wants me.
Mr. Callahan wants me. Me. Can you believe it? Chubby Blaire. Ugly and awkward Blaire.
Unlovable Blaire.
I guess Im not that ugly anymore. My body? What was considered fat as a child is now called boobs and ass. Guys want it. They want me. They want to touch me, grope me, feel me they want to screw me. And it feels good to be wanted so good. It makes me feel powerful, and like a potent drug spreading inside your bloodstream, I want more.
I need more.
Hurry up, I say, not bothering to be shy or coy about it. I mean, he brought me here to have sex, right?
Fuck, give me a second, Blaire. Trying to get the damn condom on my dick.
As he rolls the rubber on his stiff dick, his eyes wonder over my bare chest, my face, my spread legs. Shaking his head as if trying to clear his mind, he mutters, Youre so beautiful. I want you so much.
Thats not the first time I have heard those words come out of a mans mouth. Josh tells me all the time how beautiful I am, how perfect I am, how much he wants me, how much he loves me. But hes my friend with benefits. The words kind of lose their meaning when its the same person saying them to you over and over again. 
Show me.
Those two words are all it takes for him to spread my legs wider with his hands and finally enter me with his throbbing dick. Pain shoots through my body, and a groan escapes my mouth when he covers my body with his. I feel his whole length inside me in one deep thrust.
Christ, youre so tight.
He lifts both my legs, wrapping them around his lean waist and starts to thrust. Hard. It hurts. But I like the pain. It sobers me.
And thats when reality comes crashing down on me. It hits me with the speed and blinding power of a torpedo, making me realize what Im doing. What Im giving away and the man doesnt even know it.
What the hell am I doing?
Proving that you are your mothers daughter.
Making her proud.
The room is filled with the noises of the man grunting his pleasure and the wet slapping of our skin; it makes me want to gag.  I want to throw up. Maybe its the alcohol I drank.
Maybe its self-disgust.
The initial pain is gone and now I just feel sore. And strange.
His beautiful face lowers, his lips about to connect with mine, and I feel the bile rise inside my throat. I turn my face to the side, his kiss landing on my cheek. My eyes watch the way the lights in the bathroom illuminate all its used and dirty ugliness.
Oh God, Im going to come Im going to come Im going to come, he continues to pant in my ear, pumping in and out of my body. Before I know whats happening, he half-screams and half groans, his body going tense on top of mine.
And just like that its over. In less than five minutes Ive managed to kill a part of me.
Our breathing evens and he pulls out, moving to stand up. I push myself up on my elbows to see him inspect his condom. It still glistens. By the time he lifts his eyes, connecting with mine, Ive already wrapped my body with the duvet cover.
Confusion, shock, and pleasure reflect in those brown eyes. I-I didnt know I …” His hands go to his hair as we stare at each other. I didnt know you were a virgin.
I shrug my shoulder carelessly, causing the duvet to slide down, exposing my bare breasts to him. His eyes immediately flare with lust. It doesnt matter I wanted it to be you.
And thats the truth.
But nothing. If it bothers you, then forget it happened. I already did, I say, ending the conversation.
This is my body. I will have the last word. Not him. Not anyone. This is my life. This is my decision.
Without giving myself a chance to doubt my next words, I turn to look at him in all his naked beauty, the gold wedding ring on his finger catching my attention. Dont worry, Mr. Callahan I wont tell your daughter that you fucked her classmate.
And with that, I seal my destiny.

About the Author:
Mia Asher

My name is Mia Asher.
I'm a writer, a hopeless romantic, a wanderer, a dreamer, a cynic, and a believer. And, oh yes…I might be a bit crazy - but who isn't?

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