Wednesday 10 June 2015

Blog Tour : A Forever Kind of Love by Ellie Wade @EllieWadeAuthor

Title: A Forever Kind of Love
Series: Choices Series Book 2
Author: Ellie Wade
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: June 8, 2015

Book Two: Jax’s Story

I believe in soul mates. Why? Because I have one and her name is Lily Madison. 

I’ve loved Lily my whole life; she’s all I’ve ever known. But sometimes, when something has always been there, it’s hard to recognize it for what it is. I didn’t realize how deeply Lily was ingrained in every fabric of my soul until I felt her absence.

Sometimes in life, once choices are made and paths are altered, it is often impossible to go back.

I know this because I stand here with a two-carat engagement ring in my hand, waiting to ask someone to be my wife. I’m ready to love and cherish her ‘til death do us part. But, there’s just one problem.

She isn’t Lily.

Will the choices that have been made change our path forever or can fate find its way?






God, I love her. I cradle her face between my hands, staring into her eyes for a beat before I crash my lips against hers taking her in a soul devouring kiss. Taking what’s mine. What I want. What I’ve always wanted. 



               JAX                    LILY


Ellie Wade resides in southwest Michigan with her husband, three young children, and two dogs. She has a Master’s degree in education from Eastern Michigan University and is a huge University of Michigan sports fan. She loves the beauty of her home state, especially the lakes and the gorgeous autumn weather. When she is not writing, you will find her reading, snuggled up with her kiddos, or spending time with family and friends. She loves traveling and exploring new places with her family. 






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Series Blitz for Full Tilt Billionaire by Jessa Jacobs. @givemebooksblog @JessaJWrites



Full Tilt Billionaire Series
by Jessa Jacobs


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Tara

It was risky, I knew, but what better way to pay off my student debt and earn money for graduate school than to put my unique skills to work at the tables in Las Vegas? Little did I know just how risky it would be, and how my life would change forever.

Marc

My casino security business was doing well, very well. But it wasn’t what I wanted to be doing. I needed a way to clear my name and make the other players trust me again. I needed someone like the woman I noticed winning way too much and hiding herself in ugly clothes to help me with my plan. How was I to know I’d end up needing her for far more than that?

 
Full Tilt Billionaire is a complete story presented in five parts. All but the last part contain cliffhangers. They are not standalone, and must be read in order for best enjoyment. 18+ due to mature content.




PART ONE - Sinful Deal

I was minding my own business, using my skill to win enough money at the blackjack tables to pay off my student debt, when I noticed someone else was minding my business, too.

He was hot, he looked ultra-rich, and he had no reason to notice me. So why was he stalking me from table to table? I thought I might be in trouble for winning too much.

I had no idea how much trouble it would turn out to be.






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Sinful Deal Excerpt:

He was, as they say, tall, dark, and handsome, or as I preferred to think of him—hot. A few years older than me, maybe even in his early thirties, he was the perfect Latin Lover type, with tanned skin, dark eyes and a body his suit fit like a glove. They talk about men undressing women with their eyes—well, I was guilty of the same thing. Even in the suit, his build invited speculation about a broad chest, chiseled abs and… Oh, my God, I had to stop this and concentrate!
What was extraordinary about him was the look of wealth that clung to him like the cloud of cigarette smoke clinging to the ceiling of this place. He was drinking Chivas and tipping with black chips. His suit had to have cost several times the value of my entire wardrobe, with maybe Buffy’s thrown in for good measure. My mugger theory didn’t hold water.
He sat at the opposite end of the blackjack table from me. I’d been moving from table to table as the players shifted around me. As soon as another spot opened up on the table, there he’d be. Once or twice I’d seen him approaching from the corner of my eye. He moved like a panther, and mine weren’t the only female eyes on him as he slid into the vacant chair. In fact, I’d caught a few men looking at him too, not all of them with envy but one or two with the same lust as the women. Did I mention he was hot?

At this table, I had a clear view of Hot Stalker Dude, who was now staring at me, with a half-smile on a pair of indecently beautiful lips and a twinkle in his dark brown eyes. I looked away quickly, but not before noticing his eyes change as he caught me looking. I had no idea what it meant. Reading men wasn’t my strong suit.





PART TWO - Upping His Ante

It was a deal I couldn’t resist.

Billionaire Marc Andretti, former pro poker champion, picked me to mentor for the pro Texas Hold’em tour, and I was supposed to make enough money to pay off my student loans.

So why am I worried? Well, for one thing, I’m finding it hard to keep my hands off him.

Something’s got to give, and I hope it won’t be my self-control…






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PART THREE - Hard Hand

I had made a deal with the Devil.

This particular devil was Billionaire Marc Andretti, former pro poker champion, my dream lover, and as I discovered the hard way, someone who took orders from the Mob.

I’d had enough of his secrets and lies.

So why couldn’t I get enough of HIM?






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PART FOUR - Surrender the Bet

Better the Devil you know than the Devil you don’t.

I didn’t know Marc anymore. Where was the charming man who won my heart? The on again off again nature of our personal relationship wore me out, but his slightest touch brought me back into his arms, helpless to withstand his power over my desires.

Now he has banished me.

Must I really give him up forever?






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PART Five - Final Table

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I was on my own.

My friend, my coach, my lover – Marc – was lost to me. And worse, if I wanted to keep playing toward the World Championship, I would face him across a poker table sooner or later.

Could I win against him at our game, when I’d lost the only thing I wanted from him?

What will be the final outcome?






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Author Bio

Like you, I'm a reader. When I read a good story with characters I can connect with, my everyday existence fades into the background as I enter a world that may contain exotic locations, adventure and excitement. And, if I can be totally honest with you, in my favorite stories I can fall in love for a while with an impossibly gorgeous guy who is the best lover imaginable.

So, maybe it won't come as a surprise that in my books you'll find hot alpha male book-boyfriends, sassy heroines who are much more clever and beautiful than I am, and stories I hope will make you laugh and cry while reading them, as I did while writing them. Oh, and some scenes you may want to role-play with your lover.

Why not take a chance? All of my stories are perfect for a lunch-break escape, and priced less than a cup of coffee. In fact, if you subscribe to Kindle Unlimited, they won't cost you another dime, so take as many as you want! They're calorie-free, too!

If you'd like to know more about me, my books, or special offers for free reading, please check my website at www.jessajacobs.com. I’m also available on Facebook and Twitter.



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Book Blitz for Yesterday's Secrets... Tomorrow's Lies by Donnita Lachey. @givemebooksblog @donnitalachey




Title: Yesterday's Secrets... Tomorrow's Lies
Author: Donnita Lachey
 Release Date: May 25, 2015



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Lauren Reynolds is a woman who knows what she wants…or at least she did, until she met Justin Wilder…

With small town Texas in her rear view mirror, Lauren’s course included a partnership in the Bostonian law firm, Anderson & Anderson, as well as a marriage with her law professor, Aaron, also a partner in the firm. Slated for the soon to be abdicated principal partner, Mason Anderson’s, chair. Lauren appears to have it all; until she meets Justin Wilder.

Justin, tantalizingly wealthy, sexy, connected and her ardent admirer, is also employed at Anderson & Anderson as a paralegal preparing for the bar...









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Author Bio

Donnita Lachey was born and raised in a small town in Texas. She first fell in love with literature as a young girl listening to story with twist and turn; new adventures that kept her mind racing long after the stories were done.

She knew one day she would write a story to share with the world.

Her passion first begun with poetry, but she's a sucker for a good ole love story. Donnita enjoys erotic romance, mysteries, humor and autobiographies.

Donnita had so many avenues when first deciding to make her work public.

With her debut novel Yesterday's Secrets...Tomorrow's Lies, Donnita developed something sensual with hints of humor and suspense. This novel will be followed by two more series.

In her spare time Donnita is a wife, and a mother still residing in Texas.



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WITH VISIONS OF RED by Trisha Wolfe ♥ COVER REVEAL

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Title: WITH VISIONS OF RED (Broken Bonds #2)
Author: Trisha Wolfe
Release Date: July 16, 2105
Genre: Erotic Thriller / BDSM
Cover Designer: Najla Qamber Designs
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The UNSUB has made contact. After a rapid string of grisly murders shakes the usually peaceful city of Arlington, Virginia, the sadistic killings of young women lull into a deceptive calm. Agent Sadie Bonds knows the terror isn’t over; serial killers don’t stop until caught. And this sadist has targeted the profiler, revealing pieces of her dark past and weaving her secrets into each gruesome crime scene. Is the killer someone from Sadie’s past, her present? Or is he part of a fated future she brought on herself? The answer lies within the riddle of the copycat killings, ones mimicked after the infamous Blood Countess. As tension brews in the department awaiting the UNSUB’s next move, Sadie’s more than on edge—her deviant cravings for the possible perpetrator have ratcheted out of control. She needs the feel of Colton’s ropes binding her, sheltering her from stark reality. Only Colton Reed has his own twisted secrets that threaten to unravel not only Sadie as they come to light, but the UNSUB’s carefully constructed web now entangling both the profiler and her sexy bondage rigger. Is Sadie too close to this case to be objective, or is the UNSUB closer to her than she ever imagined…   WVORTeaser2  
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Criminal profiler Sadie Bonds knows blood. Her affair with the gruesome, dark world of killers began long before she started applying her analytical skills to investigate gory crime scenes. She gets inside the killers’ heads, breaks them down, relates to them on an arcane level. She prefers it this way—because it’s safer to ally herself with the villain than the victim. At least, that’s how she’s coped ever since she was abducted and tortured as a teen. She will never be a victim again. Now, she’s honed her skills in order to bring justice to these ritualistic offenders. Working alongside her colleagues, armed with sharp wit and a SIG, Sadie always catches her sadist. Until one ruthless serial killer gets inside Sadie’s head, turning the tables. He knows her secrets. Her obsessions. The darkest, most deviant part of her soul. When she meets Colton Reed, dangerous stakes are raised as he threatens to unravel her control and reveal her darkest fantasies. The sexy-as-sin bondage rigger at an exclusive BDSM club pushes her boundaries, forcing her to acknowledge that side of herself she fears. Plunged into a realm of torture and suffering, pain and pleasure, Sadie balances on the razor-sharp edge of two intersecting worlds threatening to swallow her. Passion and lust ignite. Dark and light battle. This explosive first installment of the Broken Bonds series sets the exhilarating pace for a cat and mouse game where no one knows who’s really pulling the strings.  
About Trisha Wolfe
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From an early age, Trisha Wolfe dreamed up fantasy worlds and characters and was accused of talking to herself. Today, she lives in South Carolina with her family and writes full time, using her fantasy worlds as an excuse to continue talking to herself. For more information on Trisha Wolfe and her works, please visit: TrishaWolfe.com Sign up for Trisha Wolfe's newsletter to get updates on future book releases and special sale events: bit.ly/1rXTKI7 Come hang out and chat with Trisha in her Facebook group: on.fb.me/1yFLhOA   Pageflex Persona [document: PRS0000039_00014]   love p

Blake's Character Tour by Eden Summers @EdenSummers1


Passionate Addiction
by Eden Summers
Blake Kennedy Character Tour
June 7 - June 27

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He’s been her ultimate untouchable desire. 

Nothing says happy birthday like a rock god flying thousands of miles to surprise a woman he's never met. But that's exactly what happens to Gabi Smith when she gives her long distance best friend a flippant invitation to her laid back girl’s night out. She never expected to turn on the dance floor and find Blake Kennedy’s gaze holding her body captive.

She’s his everything and he’s never laid eyes on her. 

Gabi means more to Blake than life itself. She’s his strength, his savior, and the only person who helped to vanquish his demons. No one means more to him than his angel. So when things between them start to sizzle, he's ready to fight for the future he never thought he would deserve.

Skeletons from his past will threaten his only chance at love... 

Blake has come a long way—with Gabi's help—to leave the hell of his youth behind him, but sometimes memories don’t want to stay buried. Determined to stand on his own for once, Blake is willing to stretch the truth to keep his troubles from burdening the woman he adores.



Little white lies can create black holes in any relationship. Only time will tell if an Aussie with a heart of gold will forgive her bad-boy boyfriend or if the deceit will end his passionate addiction.

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What they are saying about me...

"Sweet Baby Jesus. I didn’t think the second book would rock me as much as the first, but boy was I wrong." 5 STARS - Insightful Minds Reviews.

"Eden Summers has done it again with Passionate Addiction." 5 STARS - I am a Book Addict & Proud of It.


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Inside Dirt on Blake Kennedy by Mitch, Mason, Ryan & Sean

Want some dirt on the tattooed, smart-mouthed, bass guitarist of the group? Well, Mason, Mitch, Ryan, and Sean are here to let you have it. In the lead up to the Passionate Addiction release, the guys of Reckless Beat want you to be aware that the famous bass guitarist isn't as shit-hot as he seems to be.

So here's the dirt -

Mitch: The fucker snores. Loud. Not all the time. Only when he’s really tired, but it gets so bad I’ve contemplated smothering him on more than one occasion.

Mason: He never keeps secrets. In fact, he uses them as leverage, or blurts them out at inappropriate times because he thinks he’s funny. He's not funny.

Ryan: Blake is pretty cool. But his preference not to drink alcohol means he has the perfect opportunity to set the rest of us up when we’re drunk. I’ve woken up more than once with ‘Loser’ written in permanent marker across my forehead. I don't appreciate that.

Sean: My bro, Blake, is a pussy magnet. The tattoos, wrist cuffs, and merciless raven eyes get ‘em every time. And you may think he doesn’t notice the attention, but he does, and he loves it. Cocky little fucker.Inside Dirt on Blake Kennedy by Mitch, Mason, Ryan & Sean
Want some dirt on the tattooed, smart-mouthed, bass guitarist of the group? Well, Mason, Mitch, Ryan, and Sean are here to let you have it. In the lead up to the Passionate Addiction release, the guys of Reckless Beat want you to be aware that the famous bass guitarist isn't as shit-hot as he seems to be.
A Little More About Me


Name: 

Blake Kennedy

Chief disappointments: 

The mistakes I’ve made in my life. I’ve made some shitty moves. Onward and upward though, right?

What do you look like? (Include height, weight, hair, eyes, skin, apparent age, and distinguishing features) 

Spiked dark hair, brown eyes and more ink than your local stationery shop.

What is your most prized mundane possession?

Why do you value it so much? My first guitar. It was a Gibson acoustic. Second hand, with scratches and a chip in the wood at the first fret. But it’s a symbol of where I’ve come from and where I’ll never go back to.

What one word best describes you? 

Damaged.

What was your family like? 

Worse than most but better than some. My upbringing made me work for what I have, so it couldn’t have been all that bad.

What is your fondest, childhood memory? 

When my music teacher decided not to give up on me. Instead, he dragged me into his classroom to spend his lunch breaks teaching me guitar. It gave me something to focus on. A passion to divert my mind away from family life and the kids who wanted to kick my ass for the threadbare clothes I wore.

What is your worst childhood memory? 

There’s too many to name. Not that they were all crappy, just that there weren’t many that were good.

What were you like in high school? What "clique" did you best fit in with?

I was the loner. The loser. The kid who wore secondhand clothes and got the shit kicked out of me.

What were your high school goals? 

To make something of myself and get out of my shitty life.

Do you have a job? What is it? Do you like it? If no job, where does your money come from? 

I’m the bass guitarist for Reckless Beat—the best fuckin’ bassist to walk the stage *winks*

What is your boss or employer like? (Or publisher, or agent, or whatever.) 

Our label is…professional. I guess that’s the only word to describe them without getting in trouble. But our band manager, Leah, is a hard ass. She doesn’t let us get away with shit.

What are your co-workers like? Do you get along with them? Any in particular? Which ones don't you get along with? 

The guys of Reckless Beat are my family. I depend on them for everything. As much as the constant sarcasm annoys me, I wouldn’t change them for anything.

Do you tend to save or spend your money? Why? 

Save. I grew up without money. I like to know I’ve always got some on standby. No matter how healthy the bank account gets.

What bands do you like? Do you even pay attention? 

I like a lot of music. Especially some of the indie bands coming out these days. I like to cheer on the underdog so I tend to search for unknown artists and stick to the ones who move me.

What song is "your song?" Why? 

Ha. I actually created a song for the woman I love, but I’m not going to give out any more details. You’ll have to read about it.

What annoys you more than anything else? 

Mason. Is that a good enough answer? I’m pretty sure the whole band feels the same way. The guy is a loveable douche.

Would you consider yourself straight, gay, bi, or something else? Why? 

I’m not bi. I definitely don’t like dick. But I’m happy to share the fun with friends. As long as a woman is involved, I’m there.

Have you ever had a same-sex experience? Who with, what was it like, and how did it go? 

Apart from the time Mitch crawled into the wrong bed and thought I was Alana, the answer would be no. I gotta tell ya, the feel of another guys dick spooning into my ass isn’t something fun to wake up to.

What was the wildest thing you've ever done, sexually? Who was it with and when did it happen?

I don’t really consider anything ‘wild’ anymore. On tour you have these nights that turn into a blur of sex and carnality. I’m not a prude, so nothing seems too wild.

What was the worst injury you've ever received? How did it happen?

I’ve done some pretty stupid shit with drugs. I didn’t receive any physical injuries but the emotional ones cut pretty deep.

Prologue

Lost: Is anyone there? I need help.

Blake Kennedy typed with shaky hands, hoping one of the four people in the online chat room would respond. There hadn’t been any talk amongst them since he signed on five minutes ago, and he’d begun to worry they wouldn’t reply.

This was his last option. His only option. He didn’t know what else to do. He had no one to turn to. No one to trust. And if he didn’t pull his shit together soon, his life wouldn’t be worth living.

Modaroo: I’m here. How can I help?

He rested his fingers against the keypad. The tattoo marking his right-hand knuckles mocked him in thick black, broken text--Reckless. No shit. He should get “moronic” splayed across the other hand.

Lost: I need a distraction. I can’t go back again. I just want someone to keep me company until the burn wears off.

The demons were overtaking him, clawing, enticing—almost succeeding at dragging him back to the dark side. He huffed out a breath and wiped the sweat of exhaustion from his forehead.

The anonymity of the internet was his only solace. Support meetings weren’t an option, neither was rehab. If the paparazzi or anyone in the public found out about his problem, he would be booted from Reckless Beat and disgraced in front of a worldwide crowd.

Modaroo: I can do that. I’m quite adept at chatting about inconsequential things until I put people to sleep. It’s a female thing.

He gave a half-hearted laugh, and the noise came out stuttered, maniacal. This was good, though. It was a start. The pounding agitation in his chest even wavered, igniting a spark of hope.

Lost: So you’re a female and enjoy staying up late chatting in drug addiction support groups? Are you a moderator or an abuser?

Modaroo: Yes, I’m female. One of, if not the most stunningly brilliant females you will ever encounter. But no, I’m not a late night person. I love my sleep. I assume I’m on the other side of the world to you. I live down under ;) And yes, I’m a moderator.

Blake’s cell phone vibrated on the couch cushion beside him with an incoming call. He rushed to grab it, to smother the miniscule noise. The laptop teetered on his thighs, threatening to fall.

“Shit.” Clutching the phone in one hand and the laptop in the other, he closed his eyes, breathed deep, and waited for the buzzing to stop. Each passing second tempted him, pulled at him, demanding he answer. His demons knew who was calling. He didn’t need to glimpse the screen to verify.

Seconds later, sweet relief rushed through his veins. He passed the first test. If he could ignore the calls, maybe he could overcome everything else. First thing in the morning, he would change his phone number. For now, though, he would turn the damn thing off.

He glanced across the hotel suite toward Mitchell Davies’ open bedroom door. The lead guitarist must have sensed Blake’s restlessness after tonight’s performance and had started asking questions. Questions Blake didn’t want to answer, or couldn’t answer, if he wanted to keep his position in the band. He’d only been part of the team for eight months and already he’d fucked up. Big time.

Lost: Yeah, I’m in the States. It’s three a.m. here, and I’m so fucking tired. I just want to sleep, but the crazy-ass nightmares won’t quit.

So tell me about Australia. What’s it like down under?

He needed to stop thinking about it. To stop turning every thought process into something that related to the white powder destroying his life.

Modaroo: Withdrawal can be nasty on your mind and body. Just remember, it’s all temporary, and it WILL get better. Do you have someone locally you can depend on?

And what’s it like down under? Pretty darn awesome. At the moment, the weather is hot, the air con is cold, and the beach is looking mighty fine.

Blake ignored her question. He had no one. Not a single soul, and he refused to tell her why.

Lost: You surf?

Modaroo: A little. I can stay on a board for about as long as I can hold my breath.

He let out another laugh. This time it came easier, more natural, less hysterical.

Lost: Lol. So in other words, you kinda suck.

Modaroo: Now, now. No need to point out my failings. I prefer to think of it as a balance imperfection.

Blake snickered and ran a lazy hand through the tangled spikes at the front of his hair. A total stranger, on the other side of the world, had made him laugh for the first time in months.

She was his savior.

Lost: Your failings are nothing in comparison to mine, honey. I’m going to lose the best thing that ever happened to me if I don’t control my cravings for cocaine.

Modaroo: Sorry, Lost, but please don’t use specific drug names in the open chat rooms. The reminder can be harmful to others.

Shit. The last thing he wanted to do was make things harder for another addict.

Lost: Sorry.

Modaroo: Not a problem. So is it a woman?

Lost: A woman?

He rotated his shoulders, cracked his neck, and stretched his arms above his head. The state of relaxation was miles away. However, each second chatting with this woman brought him closer.

Modaroo: The “best thing” you will lose.

He clenched his fists. Disgust and self-loathing were his companions, and he was too weak to do anything about it. All of this pain, suffering, and craziness because of one simple little thing—beauty.

Oh, and lust.

Lost: No. A woman is what got me into this mess in the first place.

About My Creator

Eden Summers is a true blue Aussie, living in regional New South Wales with her two energetic young boys and a quick witted husband.

In late 2010, Eden’s romance obsession could no longer be sated by reading alone, so she decided to give voice to the sexy men and sassy women in her mind. 

Eden can’t resist alpha dominance, dark features and sarcasm in her fictional heroes and loves a strong heroine who knows when to bite her tongue but also serves retribution with a feminine smile on her face. 

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