Monday, May 23, 2016

Cover Reveal: Amped by Tina Reber



Teaser excerpt
(Blurb to follow at a later date)

“Everyone has a demon inside them. That voice of self-loathing, of questioning our purpose and worth. But everything in life has balance. A counterbalance. The light in the darkness. Every breath we take, each choice… We all struggle, Jason. Every day. You aren’t the only one. But that’s what life is all about. Of counting our blessings. Of seeing the moments of beauty that are right in your face. But you’re too busy feeling sorry for yourself and allowing the cowardice of others to blind you.”
He scoffed. “Cowardice?”
“You think there’s bravery in suicide? Or this slow death of yours? It’s a copout. You want to label yourself as brave, you fight—every second of the day if you have to. You never, ever give up. You fight until the end.”



I had my first library card at the age of four. My mom was a part-time librarian at the Coplay Library in Coplay, Pennsylvania for 29 years, where I spent a good portion of my time growing up attending “story hour” every day after school. 

I always chose the hot pink colored carpet to sit on to listen to the amazing stories that were read to us and eventually begged my parents to install the same hot pink carpeting in my bedroom. That’s when I learned that “wall to wall” carpeting DIDN’T mean that my walls would be covered in hot pink carpeting too. It was a sad day.

My education and background is in Business Analysis, Corporate Training, Banking, Accounting, and IT Design – but that was just to pay the bills. Creative, artsy stuff – from jewelry design to painting and writing – have always been my passion.

I live a quiet, drama-free life in Pennsylvania with my husband, our nine-year-old son who is growing like a weed, a Keeshond that sheds like crazy, two very lively mini Schnauzer puppies, and an Eclectus Parrot who thinks he’s a dog and mommy’s boyfriend – named Percy.

Sunday, May 22, 2016

Blog Tour and Review: Resurrecting Her by A.M. Wilson



Resurrecting Her, book 2 in the Revive Series by A. M. Wilson
Genre: Romance-Suspense


Marlena Aldrich

Travis is still out there. I don’t think I’ll ever be free. He’s not going to stop until I’m his. Elias and Sin may be protecting me, but I’ll never be safe. Not with all the secrecy and lies I’ve been told. But I have a secret of my own this time, and it’s destroying me slowly from the inside.

Elias Brooks

I made a mistake by exposing Marlee to my world, but I won’t stop until I make it right. It’s too late to go back now. She’s mine. I’ll let her unravel every thread. Disclose every single half-truth until I can breathe life back into her. What’s done is done. I put her in danger before but never again.
We made ourselves vulnerable with our carelessness. We’re both to blame. When the threat comes to our doorstep, will we fight through it together? Or let it tear us apart?




**** 4 Star Review ****

I was left wondering where this book could possibly take me when I finished book one. I wondered what more to the story there could be.
This book is full of even more secrets and danger than I had imagined. The twists and turns in this story kept coming from all directions. As I slowly got answers to some things, a few more questions appeared.
although pieces start to fit into place in this book, they were totally unexpected. The bad didn't seem as bad. The unexpected past that blurred into the present also brought so much more to light.
I don't think I could have asked for more in this book. If you haven't picked up this series, there's no time like the present to do so. With the eventful plot twists and explosive characters, this is a series to read.

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I left everything behind in order to be free. I should have known better than to think it would be so easy. All it took was one day at my new job.
He came for me.
I used a stranger to deter him, and in doing so, realized my heart began to beat again. Elias Brooks put me back together after Travis Dawson tore me apart. Travis makes it everybody's business that I belong to him, including Elias, but he couldn’t be more wrong.
He’s stalking me.
I’m afraid he’s come back to hurt me again. He promises he’s not. Travis pleads he’s only trying to keep me safe from none other than Elias.
Who do I trust?
Fate led me down the wrong path before. Who’s to say it won’t happen again?




A.M. Wilson fell in love with writing in second grade when she won a young writers' contest. She spent the years following carrying around a spiral notebook, which she filled with poetry and short stories detailing the dramatics of being a young girl. When she hit her college years, she set the notebooks down and fell in love with reading romance novels. She may have attended college four separate times, in four different fields, but always knew in her heart writing was her true passion. She grew up in Duluth, Minnesota and spent her summers in the cold waters of Lake Superior, but relocated to the Twin Cities with the love of her life and has two spirited children who make her world go round.






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Saturday, May 21, 2016

Release Day: Haunt by J.C. Emery

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Haunt cover Ebook Final

Kings rule men. Queens rule kings.

Wyatt Strand is a hard man. He has hard features, speaks with harsh words, and has a hardened heart. Having served the Forsaken Motorcycle Club as Vice President, Wyatt is used to taking responsibility for his brothers, but when he’s handed the gavel everything changes. His brothers are now his men and the threat from the Italian mafia still looms in the distance. A president needs focus, but that’s nearly impossible when his old lady blows back into town and drops two very large bombshells on him.

Amber Wallace is a tough woman, but an even fiercer mother. She once told a lie to protect her unborn child that tore her away from the man she loves. And now, years later, she’s coming home to make amends. Wyatt’s changed, but the club hasn’t. Women are to be obedient. Unfortunately for Forsaken, Amber’s not about to let a few rules stop her from living the life she always imagined.

The Forsaken Motorcycle Club started a war with the Italian mafia and they’ve paid dearly for that choice. With a new president at the helm, the wheels are finally in motion to take down Mancuso once and for all. Even if it means taking the fight back to where it began.

Love is never more beautiful than when it consumes you.

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“You told our son that we’re sleeping in the same bed,” I say accusingly. “We are.” His voice is low, his breath heating my skin. I breathe him in only to wish I hadn’t. He smells like burgers and root beer—because that’s what he had with dinner, a freaking root beer—but underneath all of that is his spicy scent that can’t be from a soap or shampoo. It’s just Wyatt. I’ve missed it so much that at times it felt like I was suffocating without it. Like, if I couldn’t remember how he smells I’d just waste away to nothing right then and there. It never happened. God was never that generous, but it felt real enough that it could be a serious possibility at the time. Wyatt slides his hand down from my jaw to my chest, laying his palm flat against my heart. His eyes fall closed and I swear, I think I’m watching him listen to my heartbeat. It’s crazy fast now with the way he’s touching me. His calloused fingers press so gently but determinedly against my bare skin. The scoop neck I’m wearing used to have a higher neckline before my kid make it her personal mission to work out by yanking on my clothes all the time. Now though, I’m grateful for Piper’s annoying yanking on clothes because I can’t imagine having his hand over a thin layer of cotton. “I love you, you stupid woman,” Wyatt says softly. His eyes are still closed, prompting mine to shutter closed as well. I breathe him in and keep quiet. I shouldn’t give in to this, but I’m a selfish creature. I want my man back if even for a night. Wyatt presses his lips softly against mine. I move into him, but still he doesn’t remove his hand from my heart. Our kiss is soft and full of promise and hope and it absolutely slays me. Hope is the death of all things. “If you were done with me, with us, I’d know. Your heart wouldn’t be beating this hard. But it is. I’m a part of you, even if you don’t want me to be. So yeah, we sleep in the same bed.”  
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As a child, JC was fascinated by things that went bump in the night. As they say, some things never change. Now, as an adult, she divides her time between the sexy law men, mythical creatures, and kick-ass heroines that live inside her head and pursuing her bachelor's degree in English. JC is a San Francisco Bay Area native, but has also called both Texas and Louisiana home. These days she rocks her flip flops year round in Northern California and can't imagine a climate more beautiful. JC writes adult, new adult, and young adult fiction. She dabbles in many different genres including science fiction, horror, chick lit, and murder mysteries, yet she is most enthralled by supernatural stories-- and everything has at least a splash of romance.
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Tuesday, May 17, 2016

Cleveland Author Event is coming...


It has become a tradition for the husband and I to attend the Cleveland Author Event. We always have a good time. With such wonderful organizers, authors, bloggers and readers, how could we not? 
This is the second year for my blog to be a sponsor and the first year my husband is a sponsor. We understand the importance of sponsors for an event like this. It takes a lot of planning and funds to put together such a big event. Big it definitely is. It gets bigger every year... and it's only the third year.
Have you attended the Cleveland Author Event? There is always so much going on aside from the signing itself. The signing seems more a like a small part of the weekend. With drinks, dinners, breakfasts and shenanigans, it's a very fun and exhausting weekend.
This year the Cleveland Author Event is being held on June 25 from 1pm - 5pm (VIP from 12pm - 1pm also) at The Westin Hotel & Resorts, with 70 attending authors! Yes, 70! Yikes. Cue the panic attack. LOL.
If you are within driving distance, or not, you should grab your ticket ASAP. They are close to selling out. The husband and I may also be giving some away very soon. However, if we do hold a giveaway, it will only be in the CAE group on Facebook and will ONLY be for those who will attend and have not purchased any tickets yet. We gave away two tickets last year, and the couple that won them have become good friends to us. 
Find tickets for the event here.
Find hotel information here.
Click here to join the CAE group. 
Find the like page on Facebook here.
Click here for all information on the event.


** These is the current list of attending authors. It is subject to change between now and then. **
ABBY MCCARTHY
ALEX GRAYSON
ALEXIS NOELLE
ALY MARTINEZ
ANNE MERCIER
BETH EHEMANN
BROOKE PAGE
BT URRUELA
CASSIA BRIGHTMORE
CASSIA LEO
CHELLE BLISS
CHERYL MCINTYRE
CHLOE T BARLOW
CHRISTINA LEE
DANIELLE JAMIE
DARYL BANNER
ELLA JAMES
F.L.JACOB
HARPER SLOAN
HELENA HUNTING
HILARY STORM
HJ BELLUS
ISABELLE RICHARDS
J EPPS AND SASHA BRUMMER
JA HUSS
JC EMERY
JD HOLLYFIELD
JAIME WHITLEY
JANA ASTON
JAYNE RYLON
JM WITT
JULIE JOHNSON
KATY REGNERY
KATHY COOPMANS
KI LYNN
KL KREIG
LB DUNBAR
LL COLLINS
LM CARR
LARAMIE BRISCOE
LYRA PARISH
MAUREEN MAYER
MELANIE HARLOW
MELISSA TOPPEN
MICHELLE VALENTINE
MINDY A CARTER
MC DECKER
MJ CARNAL
MJ FIELDS
MN FORGY
M.MABIE
M.NEVER
M.ROBINSON
RIVER SAVAGE
RYAN MICHELE
SADIE GRUBOR
SERAPHINA DONAVAN
SHAY SAVAGE
SKYE CALLAHAN
T.H.SNYDER
T.K. LEIGH
TARA SIVEC
TESSA BAILEY
TESSA TEEVAN
TIA LOUISE
VICTORIA ASHLEY
WENDY LEA THOMAS

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Cover Reveal: Unlocking Adeline by J.D. Hollyfield


Her entire life, Adeline McAllister dreamt of a man whose face she couldn't see. A prince from her father's bedtime story, destined to be her happily ever after.  But on the night of her 21st birthday, when a handsome stranger turns out not to be who she expected, she learns that her father's bedtime story isn't just one of the imagination.

Lockelan MacCowan, the Prince of Wren is a warrior with a chip on his shoulder.  For as long as he can remember the legends of Wren have bonded two families who bear the crescent moon to one another. A mark he bears. And a commitment he wants no part in.

Determined to release himself from the responsibility of becoming King, he kidnaps his bonded bride and brings her home to his world. He attempts to remedy his issue by pushing her into the arms of his brother, but the harder he fights to stay away, the more he realizes he may have made a huge mistake

Will Adeline and Lockelan be able to fight their undeniable pull to one another long enough to break their bond, or will destiny take its course? And at what cost will they both sacrifice to get their own happily ever after?


Skeleton Key Book Series
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J.D. Hollyfield is a creative designer by day and superhero by night. When she is not trying to save the world one happy ending at a time, she enjoys the snuggles of her husband, son and three doxies. With her love for romance, and head full of book boyfriends, she was inspired to test her creative abilities and bring her own story to life.

Life in a Rut, Love not Included is her Debut Novel. J.D. Hollyfield lives in the Midwest, and is currently at work on blowing the minds of readers, with the additions to the Love not Included series, along with her charm, humor and HEA's.

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Sunday, May 15, 2016

Re-Release: Uncorked by Rebecca Rohman

Name: Mitch Mariani
Age: 35
Birth Date: October 5
Height: 6’3
Weight: 175 Lbs.
Race: Caucasian/Italian
Eye Color: Green/Hazel
Hair Color: Dark
Hometown: Santa Monica, California
School: UCLA – M.B.A. Business
Occupation: Real Estate Investor
Home: Sapphire Tower–Kettner Blvd. San Diego
Traits: Protective, Resolute, Loyal
Favorite Outfit: Suit by day, strictly sweatpants and nothing else by night.
Toys: Bertram Sport Fish Boat, Jaguar
Sports: Boating & Tennis
Hobbies: Cooking
Favorite Wine & Food: A palette for good food and wine and will often do a complete pairing at meal time. See a sample recipe and pairing below.

A Little Insight Into Mitch & Chella’s First Date:


The drive back didn’t take long. They drove through the streets of Little Italy in downtown San Diego until they reached their final destination: Mitch’s penthouse.

It was stunning. Three hundred and sixty-degree views of the San Diego Bay and even some distant mountains greeted them. The thought crossed her mind that the space had been professionally designed. It was decorated in various shades of grey, black and white, with a pop of lime to add color. The living room was beautiful. It wasn’t too masculine, or feminine. It struck the perfect balance. Beyond the glass walls was a stunning balcony enclosed with glass railings that allowed unobstructed views.

Mitch gave her a quick tour of the master and two guest bedrooms, along with the den and study—all exquisitely decorated—as were the open living and kitchen area.

Soon the music of Yanni filled the air, followed by the scents of garlic and seafood.

“What’s on the menu tonight?” Chella asked, eager to help with the extras that needed to be done in the kitchen.

“Red Snapper in a cheese and garlic sauce, mashed potatoes or white rice, and for dessert, I have a fresh apple pie in the oven.”




“Sounds so good, I can’t wait to dig in. Is there anything you need me to do? I don’t cook much, but I set a great table.”


“Sure. Set up anywhere you’d like to eat. There’s a bottle of Fumé Blanc in the wine chiller. We can have that with dinner.”



“Great. I would have loved to set up on the patio, but I think it’s too cold outside. I’ll set up in the dining room. Just tell me where the dishes and cutlery are.”

“I’ve selected everything. They’re right there behind you on the counter. Go ahead. I’m following you with the goodies.”


Dinner was fantastic. Chella had not enjoyed a meal like that in a long time. Dessert was even better. After clearing the dishes and tidying the kitchen, the two sat on a plush shag rug in front of the big screen TV, partially watching the Bond movie that was on, but mostly talking.


Wine-tasting-notes“This is really beautiful. Thanks for having me here.”


“It’s been a pleasure. Thanks for accepting my invitation. Paul and Jason were wrong about you.”


Intrigued by his response, she smiled. “Why? What did they say? I didn’t know they had discussed me with you, or anyone else for that matter.”


“They said you’re a great person, but in all the time they’ve known you, you’re usually solo with maybe two or three exceptions they can remember.”


“That’s true. And exactly when did you have this conversation about me?”


“Truth is, they mentioned you about a week ago. They said they’d introduce us sometime. I just didn’t know it would be under the circumstances we met last night.”


“Okay.”


“So tell me—why is a beautiful woman like you usually solo?”


“I’m a little apprehensive about people, especially the opposite sex,” she replied, a little surprised that she was actually able to admit that to him.


“Really? You’re here with me.”


“I figured a friend of Paul and Jason couldn’t be so bad.”


“Is that so?” he replied with a curious smile.


Okay, change of topic.


“Who taught you to cook like that? Dinner was amazing.”


“Well, my mom always said that good food was a way to a woman’s heart.”


“Do you cook for lots of women?” Chella said, flashing the type of smile that could allow her to get away with murder.


“A few,” he answered.


A few? Yeah, right. “I’m putting you on the spot, aren’t I? I like honesty, no matter how much it might hurt.”


“No, you’re not putting me on the spot. It’s the first in a long time and the first here in San Diego. Let’s just say that I’ve done my fair share of dinners.”


“And women, too.” Wow! We’re getting mighty brave…


“Does that bother you?”


“Not particularly. I guess you wouldn’t be a man if you hadn’t gone through that stage in your life.”


“Do you always have such a high opinion of the male species?” Mitch asked, somewhat sarcastic.


“Not particularly. We just have to take responsibility for the decisions we make as adults, and be honest about it, to ourselves and to the parties involved.”


“Well, can I be honest with you about something?”


“Always.”


“I like you, Chella. I like you a lot, and right now I’d really like to kiss you.”


She was shocked by his statement. Unable to respond, she looked away, flushed.


Mitch did not give her a chance to respond. Cupping her face in his hands, he kissed her deeply on the lips and pulled her into his arms.


However taken aback Chella might have been, it did not show, for she responded with just as much intensity and passion. She drew him closer. Her hand roamed over his chest and his neck. She felt his awesome body beneath the light sweater he wore. His kisses were sweet and her body ached for more, but her mind would not allow her to continue with what her heart desired.


Fears rushed in. She remembered her past, her ex, Aaron. She couldn’t allow herself to get involved with another man on this level, not even after ten years. She couldn’t subject herself to that sort of pain, not now, not ever.


Aaron was responsible for her not being able to have kids, and she still had the emotional scars to prove it. Letting another man in would open painful wounds, and she just wasn’t ready for that.


Chella pulled away. “This can’t happen. I can’t get involved with you, or anyone. I’m sorry.” She didn’t wait for him to respond but began collecting her things to leave.


“Look, Chella, I’m sorry if I came on too strong. I apologize, but let’s talk about this. Please, let’s not end the night like this.”


“I’m sorry, too, Mitch. I promise you did absolutely nothing wrong, but I must go. We’ll talk another time.”


Flustered, she scrambled out the door, took the elevator down, and caught a cab as she exited the main entrance. Through the taxi’s back window, she saw Mitch run out of the lobby in an effort to stop her but stopped short as he watched her drive away.


He was too late.






Into The Blue—It’s Not Always Hearts And Flowers…


“What women?” Chella asked after Mitch had put down the phone.


“Chella, it’s nothing you need to worry about.”


“You’re keeping something from me that involve other women, and it’s nothing? I specifically asked you when we started seeing each other if there were any women in your life I needed to be concerned about, and you said no.”


“It’s not what you think.”


“Then why don’t you enlighten me?”


He sighed, his glare piercing, then stood and brushed past her.


“This is not something I can talk to you about right now.”


“Why? According to you it would complicate things for us, but you don’t want to tell me what it is,” she said, following him into the kitchen.


“It would complicate things for me, not us.”


“You’re smarter than that. Whatever affects you affects me and vice-versa.”


“This involves other people and things I can’t talk about yet.”


“I get it. This trust thing between us is one-sided,” Chella snapped.


“I’m supposed to share with you my deepest fears and thoughts, but you get to keep everything to yourself.”

“That’s not how it is.”


“Really? First, you lie to me about other women in your life, and then you tell me you can’t trust me.”


“I never lied to you about anything.”


“Mitch if things in this relationship are one-sided then what’s the point?”


He stopped what he was doing in the kitchen and walked over to her, placing his hands on her shoulders. “Chella, I’m asking you to please trust me.”


“Mitch, how do you think it makes me feel to know we’re in a relationship and you don’t trust me?”


“I do trust you. This involves very sensitive information about other people, and I have to think carefully about how I handle things first before I say anything. Trust me, please.”


“The last time someone said that to me, we all know how that ended,” she said, pulling away from him.


“Don’t you dare compare me to that psychotic bastard,” he shouted.


“Fine. I guess I have no choice, do I? I’m going to get some work done.” She walked into the guest room and slammed the door behind her.





Onto The Dark Side…


Jade went to her desk and returned with a package. “Tiffany from reception signed for this while we were in our meeting.”


“Thanks,” Chella replied, taking the box from Jade and putting it directly in front of her on her desk.


Chella smiled when she saw the return label from Mitch’s office, the same type of label that had stuck to her rear end that steamy hot afternoon at his office months before. She shook the box gently to see if she’d get a clue as to what was inside.


It’s not jewelry… it’s too heavy.


She tore the tape from the cardboard box. Inside was a gift box, covered in beautiful red fabric. Excited and eager to know what mischief Mitch had been up to, she pulled away the tissue paper covering its contents.


Blood.




If you’d like to get to know Mitch Mariani some more. Read his and Chella’s story in Uncorked. A new edition is now available with a fun bonus read at the end.



Uncorked Synopsis



Contemporary Romance with Elements of Suspense

Chella Noon’s life isn’t her own. Her success as a Marketing Executive in the cosmetic division of an international conglomerate is overshadowed by a series of tragic events from a decade ago. With no family, few trusted friends and years spent on the run, she opens herself up to the possibility of a future with a sexy new real estate investor despite escalating threats from a psychotic ex determined to torment her.


Mitch Mariani never met a deal he couldn’t close. So when Chella walks into his life, he will stop at nothing to prove he is worthy of her trust. But as Chella’s past catches up to them and danger exposes his well-guarded secrets, his heart may not be the only thing at risk of a tragic end.






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Rebecca Roman Logo WebsiteRebecca Rohman is a wife and designer currently living in the northeastern United States. She was a sales manager for a tourist magazine, and for many years prior, she was involved in marketing for a jewelry company and fine wine distributor.

About fifteen years ago, she started writing her first romance novel purely to entertain herself. In early 2012, she decided to complete and release, Uncorked. Since then, she has released three additional novels. A Problematic Love is her fourth release.



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