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Shivers & Lace, Nightmares & Echoes Multi-Author Anthology Social Media Blitz & Rafflecopter giveaway 10/27/15

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Shivers & Lace
by Multi Author Anthology
Publication Date: 16 October 2015
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Dark, Fiction, Holiday, Humor, LGBT,Paranormal, Thriller

Shivers & Lace by Multi Author Anthology

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Shivers and Lace is the first collection of sexy and erotic short stories from Gorillas With Scissors Press. Spanning the field of sexy and enticing fiction, this pool of adult entertainment is intended for a discerning crowd of erotica fans. Contributed from a variety of Indie Writers for the sole purpose of giving something back. Fifty percent of the proceeds from this collection will be donated to CAMP HOPE and ST JUDE’S.  Not only will you be sampling some hot and steamy erotic tales, but you’ll be helping out two great causes.

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Nightmares and Echoes II: The Return
by Multi Author Anthology
Publication Date: 16 October 2015
Genres: Action / Adventure, Anthology, Contemporary, Dark, Fantasy,Fiction, Holiday, Mystery, Paranormal, Sci-fi, Suspense

Nightmares and Echoes II: The Return by Multi Author Anthology

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In Volume Two of Nightmares and Echoes we give you eighteen new short stories of horror ranging from the gory to the unsettling. Like last year’s offering, this collection spans the gamut of terror contributed from a variety of Indie Writers for the sole purpose of giving something back. Fifty percent of the proceeds from this collection will be donated to CAMP HOPE and ST JUDE’S. Not only will you be sampling some awesome horror, but you’ll be helping out two great causes.

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Free Spirit by Jennifer Wells Book Blitz &Rafflecopter giveaway 10/26/15

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Free Spirit
by Jennifer Wells
New Orleans Magick Series #2
Publication Date: October 26, 2015
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Fiction, Humor, Mystery, Paranormal

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Wild child Rachel is having a week so terrible, not even a pitcher of margaritas will help. When her evil boss shows up on her doorstep with a sob story, her request to stay a few nights turns into a whole lot more. She can’t even escape into some of her favorite haunts in the Quarter since she seems to have garnered the unwanted attention of some rabid readers. When her ghost-hunting assignment goes unexpectedly awry, Rachel unknowing releases a vengeful spirit.

Enduring a wicked houseguest and hiding from an over-enthusiastic fan all while trying to put a spirit back in her grave where she belongs is more challenging than sobriety during Mardi Gras. Can she and her family work some magick to put things right in the Crescent City or has Rachel bit off more veggie muffuletta than she can chew?

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Magic Charm
by Jennifer Wells
New Orleans Magick Series #1
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Fiction, Humor, Mystery, Paranormal

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Janie Adler likes her quiet, orderly life reviewing books for a small New Orleans newspaper exactly the way it is. So what if Duke Hot Pants, the hero of her favorite romance novel, is the only man in her life? She has a Pulitzer Prize to chase. That is until her quirky twin sister Rachel moves in, bringing boyfriend drama, a smelly ferret, and irrational belief in all things magickal along with her.

Persuaded by a local voodoo priestess-and maybe one margarita too many-the twins cast spells to improve their love lives. Loser-magnet Rachel focuses on avoiding the wrong men and Janie seeks her romance novel ideal. While plenty of eligible bachelors flood into their lives, Janie only has eyes for her coworker who lives in the apartment downstairs and works in the cube next to her.

But the twins soon discover the incantations’ many unintended-and dangerous-consequences. The increasing number of mishaps and misfortune putting the sisters in grave peril seems more like the work of a curse. Can Janie and Rachel’s “twintuition” save them from the menace stalking them?

About Jennifer Wells

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Jennifer has been writing since she was in middle school. When she discovered romance novels in junior high, she knew she wanted to write them someday. Her writing remained a hobby while she studied biology and forensic DNA science. She worked as a molecular biologist and published cancer research before finally leaving the lab and taking up her laptop full time.

She currently lives in Northern Virginia with John, her husband of seventeen years. John is a professional tarot card reader and astrologer. John and Jen have two children who happen to be cats: Morgana Madison and Luna. MoMo is a possessive Scottish Fold who loves to knead Jen’s hair. Luna is the baby, an affectionate Scottish Fold who thinks her name is “Cute.”

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Power new S.T.U.D. series By sandra Marton Release Tour &Rafflecopter giveaway 10/26/15

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Tanner Akecheta, whose last name means “warrior” in Sioux, is part of a highly skilled military group, the Special Tactical Units Division, otherwise known as S.T.U.D. Tanner’s mission: he’s going to be dropped into the jungle in a small, war-torn Central American country, find kidnapped Alessandra Bellini Wilde and return her to the States and her father, four-star General John Hamilton Wilde. Tanner expects to deal with a scared, spoiled rich girl. What he finds instead is a smart, independent-minded woman—and a passion so hot it threatens to consume them both. This sexy, exciting book is the first in Sandra Marton’s brand new S.T.U.D. series.

Warning! You’re about to meet the heroes of your dreams!

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Sandra Marton, a USA Today Bestselling author, writes sexy, emotional romances about Alpha heroes and the smart, independent women who tame them.

Sandra’s beloved Wilde family saga continues…and now the Bellini-Wilde sisters are meeting the gorgeous, hard-bodied heroes who will conquer them and claim their love. POWER, Sandra’s newest book, also introduces her latest Alphas: the men of STUD, former SEALS who have been tapped for membership in an even tougher, more secret organization.

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Love Always Series by Jacinta Howard Book Blitz &Rafflecopter giveaway 10/26/15

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Book Title: Love Always Series
Author: Jacinta Howard
Genre: Contemporary Romance
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Four friends. Four paths. Drawn together by one question—is love… always? The emotional new adult series by Jacinta Howard includes the titles, Better Than Okay, More Than Always and Less Than Forever.

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“I’m tired of being your friend, Destiny.”

He looked at her pointedly, his voice dropping. “I’m not even sure how to be just friends with you anymore.”

She stared at him, her entire body held captive by the look he was giving her. Heat began to slowly spread through her and she pushed out a breath, willing herself to calm down.

“Maybe we should try though, Brian,” she said, her voice shaky. She was starting to panic again. “Maybe we should try to ignore whatever is going on. Maybe it’s temporary, or you know… with you moving here and us not having seen each other for a while… maybe we should try to ignore these feelings…”

“You think what I feel for you is temporary? You think I would risk…” he stopped, and pushed out a breath, meeting her eyes. “Do you really think that after what happened the other day we could go back to being just friends?”

His voice was husky and the blatant hunger in his eyes was disconcerting as his gaze swept slowly over her, from her eyes, down the sweep of her neck to the curve of her breasts, to her thighs, which her little cotton shorts did nothing to hide. Her breathing increased and desire stirred in her stomach.

“Maybe,” she managed, breathily.

“Do you really want to?” he asked, gently fingering a loose strand of her hair that had escaped the ponytail that was hanging at her nape. His fingers brushed lightly against her cheek and her skin tingled beneath his touch. She sucked in a breath.

“I think it’d be easier,” she whispered, as he trailed his fingers lightly down the side of her cheek to the curve of her neck.

“You sure?” he asked again, his baritone deep and low as he studied her with hooded eyes.

She managed to nod again. He ran his fingers down her arm, barely touching her but igniting her skin. He rested his hand on her bare knee. Her breath was coming fast now.

“You think ignoring this would be… easy?” he murmured, as his hand inched slowly up her leg.

She bit her lip, her attention focused on where his thumb was teasing her skin, drawing slow circles on her inner thigh.

“Yes… I…” She closed her eyes when his hand moved up a bit further. A couple more inches and he would be tracing his thumb over her panty line. She opened her eyes and he was watching her response to him, his own breathing increased.

“You what, Destiny?” he asked, his tone dark and teasing.

His hand trailed further up. She sucked in a breath and met his eyes.

“I can’t really think very well when you do that,” she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.

A half-grin played on his face and he ran his thumb over her soft skin again.

“Why do think that is, Destiny? Because we’re such good friends?”

He cocked an eyebrow at her and she couldn’t say anything, so she just shook her head.

“I’m not gonna push you,” he said deeply, forcing her to meet his eyes. He slid his hand back to her knee and she almost protested. “But I think you know what’s going on between us isn’t temporary. It sure as hell isn’t friendly. And it’s not going away.”

 

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Jacinta Howard is the author of new adult and contemporary romance with a real-life edge. Since 2014, she’s released three novels, including the well-received Love Always Series which includes the titles Better Than Okay, More Than Always and Less Than Forever. She also released the USA TODAY Must-Read Romance, Happiness in Jersey.

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World Castle Publishing Oct New Release’s 10/25/15

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Char and Diana Mansville, two sisters in their early twenties, lose their parents in a tragic accident. Finding themselves on the brink of financial disaster, they re-locate to southwest Florida to live with their aunt, a beautiful and wealthy ballroom dancer.
Once there, they meet handsome and charismatic Roland Donovan, who is a sociopath and involved in a deadly insurance scheme. Stricken by Diana’s beauty and charm, he sets his focus upon her and relentlessly begins his pursuit of her.

 

Dying to Dance
by Jamie Cortland

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This is an adult full length Paranormal Romantic Suspense.

Something in the Dark Series
1. Seeing Things
2. Hearing Things
3. Sensing Things (Coming Soon)

Mary Catherine Livingston knew that working for the Paranormal Posse reality series wouldn’t be easy. But apart from the threatening spirits and unwanted publicity, she also has to deal with her son’s newfound ability to hear ghosts, her ex-husband’s attempts to reconcile by Christmas, and with Tony, the show’s sexy tech support, who pushes all her buttons.

Tony is definitely one pushy guy, especially if Mary Catherine’s welfare or the show’s profits are at stake. When her son discovers the ghost of a murdered child at an abandoned rest stop, complications multiply. Tony then pushes Mary Catherine to let him offer more than just his technical support.

Will the spirit move her to take a second chance on love in time for the new year?

HEARING THINGS is a blast! It sucked me in and refused to let go until I finished the whole thing. Nancy Young has a great voice, funny and heart-touching by turns. Mary Catherine is a fine, intelligent heroine, stubbornly determined to handle every challenge that comes her way. Tony, her sexy hero, is both protective and kind, with a side order of unexpected male cluelessness at times that rings delightfully true. Nancy is now firmly on my auto buy list. Now, excuse me–I have to go look for her other books…―Angela Knight, New York Times best-selling author

 

Hearing Things
by Nancy Young
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In the small quiet North Carolinian town of Newfield, strange things are beginning to happen, on the heels of a new arrival. A young woman with a puzzling past and a scandalous habit of constantly wearing wigs and long sleeves shirts despite the heat, soon has every one wondering what she is trying to hide? Trying desperately just to stage a fresh start in this small North Carolina town she eventually lands a promising job at a local bank branch. Things are starting to look up.

But when more and more people begin suffering impossible demises, as a Supernatural phenomenon is starting to spread through town. The people are falling gradually into complete panic as this force disrupts their little town. While they have no idea as to what is happening, they are relentless in who to blame for their great misfortune. Befriended only by a fellow bank employee, she finds herself dragged into a spiral of chaos of literal Biblical proportions as the truth of the phenomenon that is “The Pruning” unfolds. Before it is over, the entire town—the entire world—will be familiar with the phenomenon.

 

The Pruning

Steven Spellman
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Full length novel, First Contact, Alien Invasion, Apocalyptic, Hard Science Fiction, Horror.

The dreams serve as a warning—the terrifying images of a burning world of fire and brimstone, the grotesque creatures eating human flesh, rivers of blood streaming across the land. They warn of the impending arrival of an ancient being, an entity that considers itself a god, an entity of pure evil, an architect of destruction, a god that annihilated the very race that worshiped it for no other reason than it could. It now has its eyes set on Earth as the perfect place to recreate its flock. Yet to reap Earth’s potential, humanity must first be destroyed.

The Reaping
Robert Grayson

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This is a full length novel. Dark Fantasy Romantic Paranormal Adventure.

For sixteen-year-old Shaw Huntley, a normal day includes running from two men who want to kill him. Shaw has a dark ability: using only the power of his mind, and visualizing a specific gold and jeweled dagger, he can telekinetically cut or slice objects. If he gets angry enough, he can even cut people. Unfortunately, the two men chasing him murdered his father in search of the physical gold dagger currently in Shaw’s possession—and they will stop at nothing to track him down and obtain it.

When Shaw ends up in Rockpoint, New York, he meets Melody Tufts, a gamer who finds a mysterious triangular symbol on the hilt of Shaw’s dagger. After some investigation, Shaw learns his connection with the dagger and his dark ability were the results of a secret ritual—The Ritual of the Four—performed centuries ago by his ancestors. His dagger is number one in a group of four unique items, each one representative of the four magic elements: fire, water, air, and earth. He also learns there’s a way to reverse the Ritual of the Four forever so he can stop running, settle into a school, and perhaps even begin a romance with Melody. But after the two embark on a dangerous quest to reverse the ritual, decoding clues and unearthing maps, Shaw questions if he wants to toss away his ability—or finally face his foes.

 

The Ritual of the Four
Carla Trueheart
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Getting It Back by Elizabeth Harmon Cover Reveal &Rafflecopter giveaway 10/24/15

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Book Title: Getting It Back
Author: Elizabeth Harmon
Genre: Contemporary/Sports
Release Date: March 2016
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In this second-chance romance, a former top men’s figure skating champion is willing to risk everything for a comeback–except a new start with his long lost love.

An unexpected phone call from the man who broke her heart offers Amy Shepherd an opportunity to return to the work she loves, training elite figure skaters. Except it’s just one figure skater: Him. Can she finally forgive and forget?

Figure skater Mikhail “Misha” Zaikov once had it all: medals, money and the adoration of millions. But a devastating injury put an end to his career and his romance, leaving him with nothing but regret over what could have been. His last chance to re-join the world’s top skaters is now. And there’s only one person who can help him: Her.

On Russia’s unyielding ice, Misha must reclaim what he’s lost while facing off against a talented young rival and risking further injury. But Amy soon discovers Misha’s much bigger challenges lurk off the ice. And she’s determined to keep Misha whole and healthy, even if doing so ends his shot at the gold.

Don’t miss any of Elizabeth Harmon’s Red Hot Russians. Pairing Off and Turning it On are available now!

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What hit him first was the smell of the place. Every rink had it, from the ramshackle Bachatsky Ice Palace where his father had once coached him, to elite facilities catering to the best in his sport. It was a cold musty smell, tinged with sweat and damp rubber that was crisp and exhilarating at the same time. To Misha, there was no better smell in the world.

Boys’ loud voices and the thump of heavy skates pulled from feet and dropped on the rubber-padded floor filled the lobby. Beside the front door was a trophy case filled with hockey hardware, and overhead, more banners celebrated Shackleton hockey. A dark-haired woman wearing a hooded sweatshirt that read “Shackleton Ice Hawks,” came out of the front office.

“Hi Amy, welcome back. Here’s your class roster. And I see you brought a friend.” Her curious gaze lingered on his red skate bag with white Cyrillic lettering. “I’m Margaret Carlson, rink manager.”

“Mikhail Zaikov.”

“Misha’s a good friend, who will be helping demonstrate moves for the class today. He was the men’s bronze medalist in Lake Placid.”

“No kidding? I don’t follow figure skating, but I’m sure the little ones will get a kick out of having him here.” She turned to Misha. “Do you still compete?”

“Retired now, and taking some time to decide what’s next.”

“Know anything about hockey?”

“Some,” he said. It was played on ice, with sticks. That was about the extent of it.

“I’m always looking for officials for our adult leagues, if you’re interested.”

He wasn’t, but smiled and nodded anyway. “Thank you. I will keep it in mind.”

Amy looked over the pink sheet Margaret had handed her. “Fifteen. That’s a big class.”

“A couple of the girls are brand new, but most have some experience and are preparing for one of the Basic Skills tests.”

Beginning skaters typically progressed through a series of levels, though his early training had been much less orthodox. He peered over Amy’s shoulder at the roster. Thought it was sometimes hard to tell with American names, it seemed that all of the students were girls. “No boys?”

“They’re all on this side.” Margaret jerked her thumb toward the right side of the lobby, where hockey players congregated around the large, glassed-in rink. The smaller rink on the left side of the lobby was empty except for the Zamboni resurfacing the ice. “You’ll be teaching over there.”

The left rink felt a bit neglected. There were a few wooden benches rather than bleachers, and the U.S. Figure Skating banner tacked to the opposite wall drooped on one corner. But the Zam had finished its work, and the surface looked smooth. He and Amy set down their skate bags. “At least they don’t make you teach on gouged up ice,” he said.

“They’re nice here, even if figure skating is kind of the red-headed stepchild,” she said, taking a well-worn white skate from her bag, and removing a blue terry-cloth soaker from the blade.

“Nothing wrong with redheads.” He gave her shiny ponytail a playful tug, liking the silky feeling of her hair between his fingers. “Why don’t any boys like to skate?”

“People tend to see figure skating as a sport for little girls. There have been a few boy figure skaters, but they seem to quit by high school. One of the girls in my class is from a family that’s very involved with the rink, and if I recall, one of her brothers was pretty good.”

“And now he plays hockey?”

“Probably.” She laced her boots and took hold of the rink board, bending low to flex her knees and calves. Misha did the same, sneaking glances at the way her stretchy black skating pants clung to her tight little ass, as she went through her warm-up sequence. When she finished, she grabbed her clipboard and glided gracefully out to the center, while Misha remained behind the boards, gazing at the expanse of milky white ice.

The doctors had told him that he could still skate after the surgery, which was true, though not in the way he had. His body moved differently, small pains lasted longer than they ever did before. His reduced flexibility made skating elements that had once come easily much more difficult, and moves he’d struggled with before, he couldn’t get back at all. If only he’d lost the desire as well. But the Lake Placid bronze had only whetted his appetite, and just before the pain became too much to ignore, he’d been skating the best he’d ever skated. Some skaters didn’t reach their potential until well into their twenties, and he felt like he’d been close to reaching his.

Now he’d come full circle, back to being a visitor at an unassuming rink, much like the places Ilya had coached, never lasting long because of the drinking. And the ice was calling to him in a siren’s song he couldn’t ignore. It was time. He took a deep breath and stepped onto the ice.

His right foot detected the familiar slipperiness, and he shifted his weight to middle of his blades, gaining his equilibrium. “Show the ice who is in charge,” his father would shout at him, which was something of a joke, as they both knew. The ice was in charge, and a misstep or badly placed toe pick could trip up a champion as easily as a beginner.

He stroked down the rink’s long edge, knees bending, picking up speed, as he circled the rink, going faster and faster. When he felt comfortable, he leaned into the forward outside edge of his left blade, and swung his right leg back. Launching himself into the air, he spun counterclockwise, one and a half rotations, before coming down in a sure-footed landing, gliding backward on the outside edge of his right foot. The axel was the first edge jump he’d learned and it had always been his favorite. He followed it with standing and sitting spins, and then picked up speed again for more single and double jumps.

Misha felt strong and in control, and he thought about trying a few triples. His body seemed to be crying out for the challenge, but the sight of Amy standing in the midst of her pylons brought him back to the reason he was here. He skated over to join her.

“I knew it,” she said, when he reached her side. “Fifteen minutes on the ice and it’s like you never left. It’s in your blood.”

She was right, of course. Trying to deny this part of himself had been more painful than facing his own limitations, and he was grateful to this beautiful woman for recognizing that the ice was the medicine he really needed. He skated behind her as she traced a serpentine pattern along a blue hockey line, with a thick black marker. “What is today’s lesson?”

“I’ll start by going over basic things like posture and balance for the new girls, but even the more experienced can benefit from practicing. Then I’ll teach glides and stops to the newbies, and I’d like you to work with the girls preparing for their tests on edge rolls, three turns and Mohawks.”

“Will your class have a competition at the end?”

She looked appalled. “Not at this level! That would discourage them. It’s more important that they try their best.”

He grinned. “Which is why Americans learn to feel good about themselves, and Russians learn to be champions. We start competing right from the start.”

Amy frowned. “It sounds cruel if you ask me. I mean, it’s great for the kids who are naturally talented, such as you. But the kids who aren’t, get discouraged.”

“It isn’t cruel. It only gets students used to competing, so it feels natural when they have to do it for real. But this is your rink, and your class, so we do it your way.”

“I appreciate that.”

“You are wrong about one thing, though. I wasn’t always best skater. There were lots of others who had more natural talent. I just wanted it more.”

“Why?”

The question startled him and the answer was far from simple. “Because being best on the ice helped me forget what I didn’t have off it.”

Almost.

Amy skated in front of him, shifting smoothly from her inside to outside edges, as he skated backward, mirroring her movements. Their bodies fell into the mid-tempo rhythm of the pop song playing on sound system, and the music wrapped around their spontaneous dance which felt intimate, though they weren’t even touching. Being on the ice felt right. Being on the ice with her felt more than right. He took her hands, and swung her into a wider curve, his gaze not leaving her face. “How come you never skated with me in Delaware?”

“I was busy.”

He scoffed. “You found time to watch football, which you don’t like, but not to go skating, which you love?”

Amy offered a sheepish smile. “All right, I admit I was intimidated. The only reason I ever told you I’d been a skater, was so you would have confidence in me as an athletic trainer. It wasn’t necessary for you to see me in action.”

“But it would have nice to spend time with you in my favorite place.” He grinned. “One of my favorite places.”

Her laugh echoed crisp cold air. “As I recall, we spent plenty of time in that favorite place.”

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Quirky settings. Loveable, if imperfect heroines. Gorgeous men with hearts of gold. Contemporary romance author Elizabeth Harmon loves them all.

A graduate of the University of Illinois, she has worked in advertising, community journalism and as a freelance magazine writer. She feels incredibly blessed to have a career that allows her to spend her days imagining “what if?” and a loving family that keeps her grounded in the real world.

An adventurous cook, vintage home enthusiast, occasional actress, and entry-level figure skater, Elizabeth makes her home in the Midwest, where life is good, but the sports teams aren’t. She loves to hang out on her front porch, or at her favorite local establishments, enjoy good food and wine, and talk writing with anyone who will listen.

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The Artist by Shealy James Book Blitz & Rafflecopter giveaway 10/23/15

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Book Title: The Artist
Author: Shealy James
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: October 20, 2015
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Katherine “Kitty” Peters is done doing what Daddy says…
When Kitty rebels against her wealthy father, he issues an ultimatum. She has one month to agree with his plans for a suitable marriage, or find her own way without the benefit of all he provides for her. Taking full advantage of those precious weeks, Kitty escapes her suffocating world for a more colorful one…where she meets a tattooed maverick who captivates her with one sexy smirk.
Adam Vaughn doesn’t play by the rules…
His good looks and bad-boy persona always get him what he wants, but he’s also an artist, a painter, and deeply sensitive. Lately, however, only one thing inspires him—the stunning Kitty Peters.
Passion flares, but a family crisis might douse the flame…
Adam needs help, and Kitty’s father has connections. As the end of her month approaches, Kitty’s deal with the devil is far more complicated than simply submitting to her father’s will.
Can she walk away from the man she loves in order to save him from pain?
Even if it means living the rest of her life without him?

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A bartender sauntered her way over to me almost as soon as I sat down. She was something to look at; that was for sure. Her hair was colored a light blond, almost white, on the top, and black underneath, and her teased-up ponytail displayed that and her neck tattoos perfectly. Her tight black tank top left nothing to the imagination. I figured putting her double Ds out there for everyone to see probably earned her better tips. If I were being honest, my almost B-cups might have been a little jealous that she had that much to display.

“Whatcha drinking?” she asked when she made her way to me.

“Grey Goose and tonic,” I told her and laid a hundred-dollar bill on the bar. “Keep them coming.”

She looked unruffled by my request and went about making my drink with practiced efficiency. Grey Goose and tonic was my mother’s drink of choice. I knew it had fewer calories than most cocktails, which was the only reason she allowed herself to drink her meals.

The bartender set down my drink and moved on to the next thirsty patron. I hadn’t so much as taken a sip of my drink before I felt a hand on the back of my stool where my coat lay. “You here alone, sweetheart?” a man asked. I could smell the whiskey on his breath and cheap cologne on his shirt.

“Not interested,” I said without turning around.

“Aw, come on. Let me buy you a drink.”

“No, thank you. I have one, and I’m more than capable of buying my own drinks.”

He scoffed at my reply. “No need to be a bitch. No wonder you’re here alone.” I felt his hand move from my chair, and the stench of whiskey and too much spritzing disappeared.

My first drink was quickly emptied and replaced with another, and then another by the booby bartender. She was doing exactly as I asked, so I thanked her politely then turned to take in more of the scene. The crowd was a mix of scantily dressed women and grungy men trying to get laid, to business types in their weekend casual taking advantage of the freedom. It was interesting to say the least.

I was busy watching a short, Italian-looking guy try to pick up what could have been a supermodel when something at the back of the bar caught my eye. I turned fully in my stool to take in the back wall of the bar. It was a mural depicting a band and people dancing. The detail and depth reminded me of Maverick and his coffee shop scene. Suddenly, the music was no longer loud enough to drown out my thoughts.

It occurred to me in my alcohol-infused brain that I no longer had to worry about what my father thought. I could take Maverick up on his offer of lunch now. Hell, I could screw Maverick right here on this bar if I was so inclined, and my father would have no say, because he was writing me off anyway. It was becoming easier by the minute to see the pros of telling my dad to shove it. Maybe it was the alcohol talking, but becoming homeless, car less, and fashion less didn’t seem so bad if it meant I could have a little fun with Maverick.

“I guess you found another one,” a familiar deep voice shouted. I turned to find Maverick himself standing on the opposite side of the bar from me as if my dirty thoughts had conjured him up.

“Another what?”

He nodded toward the painting on the back wall.

“Ah. I was wondering.”

He smirked his terribly sexy smirk that made me want to do things to him that were not suitable for public. “Were you now?”

“Yes. The details are similar. The way you make it look like an extension of the room, the timelessness of the people. It’s your style.”

He leaned his elbows on the bar and moved closer to me. My body instinctively matched his position and leaned in as he said, “If I didn’t know better, I’d say you paid close attention to my mural at the coffee shop.”

“Perhaps,” I responded with a smile.

His smirk disappeared and seriousness replaced the flirtation. “What are you doing here, Duchess? This isn’t your scene.”

I didn’t like where this was going, but Boobs saved me with liquid courage. I picked up my new drink and lifted it in a toast. “Drinking to freedom. What are you doing here? You work here or something?” It was really a dumb question, considering he was behind the bar, but I wasn’t exactly on my A-game right then.

“Or something,” he replied. “How much have you had to drink tonight, Duchess?”

I ignored his faux concern and opted for flirting instead. “I thought we already established my name is Katherine, not Duchess.”

“Okay. Katherine, how much have you had to drink?”

I rolled my eyes. “Not enough. That’s for damn sure.”

“I’m not sure I agree with you,” he said as he took my empty glass and dumped the ice into that secret place behind the bar where bartenders dump the sad leftovers of people’s drowned sorrows and liquid courage. Boobs McGhee brought my next drink to me, but Maverick, the thief, took it from her before she could set it down.

“Hey! That’s mine,” I whined. Boobalicious looked just as surprised, but with one shake of Maverick’s head, she shrugged and moved on to other empty glasses. “I paid good money for that drink you just poured out, Maverick.”

“You’ve had enough, Katherine,” he said sternly. He sounded like my father, and I’d had enough of being told what to do. I had just gotten rid of one controlling man from my life; I didn’t need a replacement.

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Can a submissive find happiness being auctioned off to a Dom she only knows as a business associate?

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With that, Julia found herself tied naked to a bed in complete and utter silence. It was more nerve-wracking to lay there in the dark, anticipating what was to come, than it was standing on stage in front of everyone. In this position she couldn’t resist. The guy who’d purchased her, had full license to use her as he wanted. That should have left her trembling in fear, but instead, she could feel her pussy clench at the thought of being taken and used. Would he start with foreplay, or just shove his cock into her as if she were a blow-up toy for his pleasure? What if she needed to say her safeword? She knew she couldn’t get punished for safewording, but she was concerned about a man who would play before discussing it either way. Should she beg off? What would Killian tell her to do?

According to Lex, Killian had vetted the man, which meant he trusted him with a new sub. That had to count for something. Instead of questioning a man she didn’t even know yet, she should just jump off the cliff and hope for the best. Resolved to wait patiently for her Master-for-the-night, she began reciting nursery rhymes in her head.

Mary, Mary quite contrary, how does your garden grow?

It seemed like hours before she heard the bedroom door open and the sound of heavy footsteps. There was no way to recognize the man’s footsteps on the plush carpet, but she caught a whiff of a familiar cologne that tickled her brain. Whoever he was, she’d met him before, she just couldn’t figure out where.

His steps stopped at the foot of the bed, and she was hyperaware of the fact that he was staring down at her naked form with a perfect view of her cunt. Did he like what he saw? She knew she was considered overweight in the outside world, but here, in this environment, she’d received such acceptance that it was easy to forget. Suddenly, her curves felt too round and her body too wide. She jolted in her bindings, instinctively trying to close her spread legs. A large hand covered her ankle, and began to stroke her gently.

The contact was enough to help her calm the surprise panic attack, and she inhaled sharply trying to clear her brain of all of her self-conscious thoughts. He wouldn’t have purchased her if he didn’t find her attractive. It wouldn’t have made any sense. Firm in the knowledge that the man with the large hands had to want her, she let her body relax and focused on the warmth of his fingers sliding up the side of her calf.

He didn’t hurry, and he didn’t speak. He just kept touching her. First her ankle, then her calf, then up to her knee, where he took a moment to explore the sensitive crease at the back. She tried not to wiggle at the ticklish sensation, but her muscles twitched against his fingertips. He let out a small chuckle, and she tensed again.

The sound was so familiar. She’d heard it before. Now she was absolutely sure it was someone she’d interacted with, but who? Random people’s face’s populated her brain. From the regulars to the more recent additions, but no one seemed to fit.

When Ashton’s face filled her mind’s eye, she hesitated, and then shrugged it away. He was too experienced for the likes of her, and besides, she’d only seen him play with one-night subs, women who didn’t want a regular Top to take care of them. The whole idea of the auction was to pair off unclaimed bottoms with suitable Tops. There was no way Ashton Reid would have wanted to jump into that pool, especially seeing as how he was the auctioneer.

Unable to pinpoint who her seducer was, she once again focused on his hand drawing lazy figure eights on her thigh, slowly but steadily making its way higher. She could feel her own juices leaking from her slit, and the fact that he could see it only made her hotter. There could be no doubt he was turning her on, and so far, he’d done nothing but touch her.

Just when he reached the crease between her thigh and her pussy, he stopped and pulled his hand away, making her whimper in disappointment. Another chuckle. Another familiar sound tickling her brain. Who was he?

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Best-selling author, Lori King, is also a full-time wife and mother of three boys. Although she rarely has time to just enjoy feminine pursuits; at heart she is a hopeless romantic. She spends her days dreaming up Alpha men, and her nights telling their stories. An admitted TV and book junkie, she can be found relaxing with a steamy story, or binging in an entire season of some show online. She gives her parents all the credit for her unique sense of humor and acceptance of all forms of love. There are no two loves alike, but you can love more than one with your whole heart.

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Riley Simmons is on a mission. When all else fails, she logs into an exclusive website—looking for a discrete encounter. A paying discrete encounter. What does she have to lose? Her dignity? That went out with the eviction notice and she knows desperate times bring desperate measures.

Alexander Maxwell is a very wealthy man. When he finds Riley on the site, he’s drawn to her immediately—and he has the ways and means to take care of her.

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Will Riley jump in with both feet? Or will she realize escort is another name for hooker—and she’s hooked?

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Genre: Dystopian, Futuristic, Erotic
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In a society where the divide between the haves and the have nots is distinctly drawn, Foster Graham enjoys the privileges of the ruling class to the fullest. With looks, wealth and a place in society that gives him access to anything he wants, the world is his playground. But behind his easy smile and suave demeanor lurks a demon he’s managed to suppress. When a friend goes missing, he finds himself immersed in a world that forces him to unleash the darkness within.

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Far removed from the glitzy lifestyle of the upper class, Tori Preston must fight daily for her survival. In order to support her family she is forced to participate in a barbaric ritual called The Run, for a second time. But she soon learns there are far worse things that could happen when she finds herself captured and sold off into a life of pure hell.

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An underground organization formed by a group of depraved sadists once thought to be a ghost tale used to scare little children into behaving, no one believes in its actual existence. Tori, however, learns the hard way that this ‘bogey man’ is very much real.

Without hope, Tori begs for the sweet release of death until she comes face to face with the only man who ever managed to touch her heart. Seeing the woman who has haunted his dreams since their parting, Foster is determined to save Tori and never let her go again. But they just might find that this time there’s nowhere to run.

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She looked so beautiful. Foster appreciated that her face had been scrubbed of the heavy makeup she’d worn the night before. Victoria was a natural beauty who needed no enhancement. It took everything within him not to walk across the room, pull her into his arms and screw her senseless, but he managed to remain where he stood.

“Victoria, you’re lovelier than ever. Time has been good to you.”

She narrowed her gaze, giving him a death stare. “It’s Victoria now? Call me Tori. Only my mother is allowed to call me that and she’s dead.”

“I used to call you Victoria as well.”

“And you lost the right to! So why am I here?”

He expected her to be angry with him, but her hostility still hurt. “Because I bought you, which means you belong to me.”

“Right. Until you get tired of me being just a convenient lay. What’s the matter? Now that the Run has been disbanded you’ve resorted to flat out buying your women? How pathetic are you? Can’t you get women on your own without resorting to a financial transaction? You sick bastard.”

Foster realized her words came from a place of hurt but hearing her lash out at him pissed him off. He was under a tremendous amount of stress with everything going on. He’d involved himself with people that made him look over his shoulders again. Having Victoria rage at him no matter how much he deserved it was the proverbial last straw.

“Regardless of the reason you’re here, this is where you’ll stay until I say so. You have free run of the house but you will not be able to leave.”

Victoria folded her arms across her chest and pursed her lips. “It seems like I have no choice in the matter of my comings and goings but I’m damn sure not going to make it easy for you. Don’t even think about touching me.”

“Do you honestly think that if I wanted you, there’s anything you could do to stop me? You’ve forgotten, Victoria that I’ve heard this line from you before. You like to pretend that you don’t like my touch, but in the end, I’ll have you begging for it.”

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New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Eve Vaughn has always enjoyed creating characters and stories from an early age. As a child she was always getting into mischief, so when she lost her television privileges (which was often), writing was her outlet. Her stories have gotten quite a bit spicier since then! When she’s not writing or spending time with her family, Eve is reading, baking, traveling or kicking butt in 80’s trivia. She loves hearing from her readers. She can be contacted through her website at: http://www.evevaughn.com

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