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Exquisitely Hidden by M. Jay Granberry

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Ex. Hidden RD-5 IMG_2486 He was everything I needed when I thought I had it all… As front man for the band everyone’s eyes are on me. I bask in the spotlight Because it hides the flaws. Everyone has secrets. Mine will ruin everything I’ve built. My career, my music, my life… But keeping this secret? It’s breaking my heart. I knew how we would end before we started And still I can’t resist him. Not everyone will understand. But I do. It’s simple. He’s the man I’m meant to love. How long can I deny who I truly am? Should I keep my secret or risk it all? Ex. Hidden RD-7

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Ex. Hidden RD-11 I can’t do this again. “I just want to talk to you,” he whispers. His lip brushes the edge of my ear, and I can’t help the full-body shudder that results from the contact. “Please.” I nod because I can’t find my voice. Since the day we met the only thing I’ve wanted is Adam opening up to me. Trusting me enough to expose all the dark corners. Allowing himself to be vulnerable and know I’d never exploit that vulnerability. “Before I met you, I thought I’d found the perfect balance. My life was neat, tidy. I’d found a way to have my cake and eat it too.” He rakes his teeth down the taut tendons on the side of my neck. I inhale sharply and muscles low in my stomach tighten. This is what he does to me. I lose myself in him, his touch, his words, in the porcelain heart that is insanely beautiful yet intensely fragile. He licks a path back up to my ear and my breath stutters out of my lungs. I reach down, clasping his thigh in a tight grip, trying to ground myself. Breathe Seth. He’s a solid warm anchor at my back, and I revel in the subtle contact of our bodies. “But you wouldn’t stay in the box.” He chuckles, his warm breath raising the fine hairs on the back of my neck. “The weird part was I didn’t want you to. You’re the first and only man I’ve ever wanted to spend the night. The only one I’ve ever invited to hang with my family. The fact I wanted that—wanted you—so badly scared me.” His hand drops from the door frame, and I watch fascinated as his long, elegant fingers trail down my arm to link with mine. “It still fucking scares me. Even when you’re gone, you’re never far away, at least not up here.” The fingers of his other hand tap his temple. “I tried leaving you alone. I really did. But then you showed up here. So untouchable,” he mutters, his tentative hands delving under my shirt to stroke down my chest with an uncertainty, like at any moment he expects me to turn away. “So self-contained. So fucking perfect and nothing was going to keep me away. Not from this door, this moment with you.” “We have to stop this. You don’t want what I want, and I can’t accept the little bit you’re willing to give me. Not anymore.” “I want you,” he whispers emphatically. I turn in the cage of his arms, bringing us face-to-face, my hands landing on either side of his waist. I need to look in his eyes when I tell him no, but the words don’t come out. He traces the contours of my face with the pad of one finger. The three inches that normally separate us in height is nonexistent. His eyes are right in front of mine, and in their depths I’m reading guilt, desperation, possession, longing, and . . . love. More than his words, or his kisses, the love shining in his eyes demolishes the wall I’ve spent the last year constructing between his heart and mine. It’s maybe the only thing that could. Adam Beckham loves me. The realization is bitter on my tongue, the juice of an unripe lemon that if given just a little more time and the right recipe would be so sweet. “And you want me.” He leans in, his lips hovering over mine for the barest second before dropping down. My pulse jumps in response, reminding me it’s been over three hundred and sixty-five days since I’ve had those lips on mine. They’re still just as full, just as skilled, just as sweet as I remember. “Of course I want you. But it’s deeper than that,” I say, wrapping my hands around his forearms. “Exactly.” He presses his forehead to mine. “We are deeper.” “Than what?” I demand brokenly. “Your career? Your fears? What is deeper than that because from where I’m standing everything with you is on the surface. And I . . . I can’t.” I turn my head away from his earnest pleading in a last-ditch effort to remain detached. “Someday I’ll make it up to you. I’ll work at it every minute of every hour.” He cups my chin, brining my face back toward his. “I swear.” He moves forward until his features blur in my vision. The first kiss is hesitant, light, seeking permission. When I don’t object, his hands curve around the back of my head, urging me to open to him. He weaves a sensual spell that tugs my body toward his. On a moan, I open, inviting him in. Our tongues are frenzied, wild. Our touches both eager and anxious. We pull apart, panting, eyeing each other warily. “Invite me in,” his gruff voice requests. I turn back toward the door, twisting the key in the lock. Looking at him over my shoulder, I reach back grasping his hand in mine. Together we walk into the darkness.

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Ex. Hidden RD-6 53541731_1099461780241547_3728169167845588992_n M. Jay Granberry is first and foremost an insatiable reader. Among her favorite things are classic fairy tales, smutty books where characters have heart, old lady sweaters (preferably chunky knit), gift baskets (giving not receiving), and charcuterie trays (green olives, smoked cheese, and Genoa salami). She is a true Las Vegas native, the one in Nevada not New Mexico, and to answer the most frequently asked questions about growing up in Sin City…
  • No, she doesn’t live in a hotel.
  • No, she has never been a stripper although she does know some.
  • Prostitution is absolutely illegal in Clark County (Las Vegas)!
  • And what happens in Vegas does indeed stay in Vegas.
  • M. Jay earned a degree in words and stories, and after fifteen plus years of doing everything other than writing, she penned her first novel.
Giving a voice to characters, that are strong yet fragile, that are sometimes uncomfortably real, that express love in dirtiest ways with the sweetest sentiments is honestly a dream come true. Ex. Hidden RD-12

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RUSH Release Day Blitz!

𝗥𝗢𝗖𝗞 𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗥 𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘 𝗔𝗟𝗘𝗥𝗧 
𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝘾𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙮 𝙞𝙨 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙙 𝙗𝙤𝙮𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙍𝙤𝙘𝙠, 𝙞𝙩 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙖 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙡𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚.
The first book in a brand new emotional and angsty new adult romance series from L A Cotton is live!!!
Head over to L A’s page to win a Black Hearts Book Box >>> http://bit.ly/rushgiveaway

𝗕𝗨𝗬 𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗞𝗦 
RUSH: The Beginning (Black Hearts Still Beat #1)
Audio: coming soon

𝗣𝗥𝗘-𝗢𝗥𝗗𝗘𝗥 
RISE: The Interlude (Black Hearts Still Beat #2)
Goodreads: bit.ly/BHSBRise

𝗔𝗕𝗢𝗨𝗧 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗕𝗢𝗢𝗞 
𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝘾𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙮 𝙞𝙨 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙙 𝙗𝙤𝙮𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙍𝙤𝙘𝙠, 𝙞𝙩 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙖 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙡𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚.
Evangeline Walker knows how quickly everything can change.
But nothing can prepare her for the moment she meets Rafe Hunter.
Intense gray eyes.
Wicked smile.
Tattoos inked on his skin just begging to be touched. 
Those aren’t the reasons Eva should stay away from him though.
The fact he’s the bassist for America’s hottest rock band is the reason she should run and never look back.
Everyone knows the greatest love stories all start somewhere.
… this is their beginning.



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“I made you some hot chocolate.” He offered me the mug and I took a sip, the smooth rich liquid warming my insides.
“How very rock star of you.” 
“I try.” His gray eyes twinkled with laughter. “Come here.” 
I went to Rafe, and he eased the mug out of my hand, placing it on the ledge. His long fingers brushed my jaw, moving along my neck and into my hair as he tilted my face up to his. “I’ve wanted to do this again all night.” 
My hands wound around his neck as he kissed me, his lips brushing over mine with a heated desperation I felt right down to my toes. We stumbled back as Rafe’s hand slipped to the small of my back pushing me closer as he pressed me against the wall.
“Rafe…” I panted and he broke the kiss.
“You want me to stop?” His eyes searched mine, his pupils blown with lust.
“N- no.”
“Thank fuck.” He dived for me again, attacking my mouth with fervent need. One of his hands slid to my throat, stroking the skin there, his lips chasing his fingers. Sucking and biting, sending shocks of pleasure zinging through me.
“Where have you been all my life?” Rafe whispered into my neck, his words so low I wasn’t sure they were for me. But I’d heard them. Like a gunshot to the heart they’d impacted me.
It was crazy.
We didn’t know each other. We didn’t know any of the important stuff. But I was falling. Hurtling towards the ground hoping, praying, he’d be there to catch me.
“Eva, tell me what you want?” He lifted his face, eyes dark and stormy and so full of need. I swallowed hard.
“This.” I pulled his face to mine, kissing him deeply, rubbing myself against him shamelessly. His mouth curved, and he pushed his head to mine, forcing me further against the wall. My hands pressed at my sides, steadying myself as he hooked one of his hands under my thigh, hitching my leg around his hip. I could feel him thick and hard beneath his jeans, but I wasn’t ready for that.



ABOUT LA COTTON:

Angsty. Edgy. Addictive Romance

Author of mature young adult and new adult novels, L A is happiest writing the kind of books she loves to read: addictive stories full of teenage angst, tension, twists and turns.

Home is a small town in the middle of England where she currently juggles being a full-time writer with being a mother/referee to two little people. In her spare time (and when she’s not camped out in front of the laptop) you’ll most likely find L A immersed in a book, escaping the chaos that is life.

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Never Lasting by Julia Wolf

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NEVER LASTING, Never Blue Duet Book 1, by Julia Wolf is releasing on December 3rd!

Pre-Order Today: http://mybook.to/NeverLasting

Add to your TBR list: http://bit.ly/NeverLastingTBR

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Tali DiPietro is a good girl in combat boots with a rebellious streak.
Away at college and finally out from under her overprotective parents’ thumbs, Tali is ready to forge her own path. What she didn’t expect was the crazy attraction she felt the moment her eyes locked on hazel.
Jude Goldman is a bad boy with a guitar and big dreams.
Bleeding his heart out under bright stage lights has been the one thing that’s kept Jude propelling forward. But a chance encounter with a cute girl in a White Stripes shirt has the potential to derail everything.
Tali doesn’t date musicians—or anyone—but she can’t deny the way Jude makes her heart beat to a whole new rhythm.
Jude knows he should stay away from Tali, but she’s like a beacon in the dark, drawing him to her light.
Two battered ships, moored together in a storm. Rocking, drifting, pulling away, only to be yanked back in.
Their love is the forever kind, but broken promises and Jude’s hunger for the stage might turn their forever into nothing more than stardust and memories.
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MEET THE AUTHORS:
As a little girl, I watched my mom read her Harlequin romance novels and always wondered what was so fascinating about them. When I grew up and finally read my first romance, my first reaction was “Oh!” followed by a “Ooooooh!”. A romance reader was born! And now I create my own love stories. I like taking the everyday and injecting a whole lot of swoon into it. Who doesn’t want that? Most of my books take place in and around Baltimore. It’s what i know, and it’s an area I love. I like to mix in a little bit of big city with my small town. When I’m not writing, I’m momming my three crazy, beautiful kids. Although according to them, I’m always writing!
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Freckled by Leslie McAdam

Freckled by Leslie McAdam is coming soon in the Wild in the Windy City Anthology!
Release Date: December 10th!
ADD TO YOUR TBR — http://bit.ly/2XxMpUa
New Year’s Eve on Navy Pier.

A sexy, breathless night.

Twenty-one authors bring magic, steam, and romance to the Resolution Gala on Navy Pier this New Year’s Eve. Don’t miss the fireworks.

All proceeds from this anthology benefit Bernie’s Book Bank (https://www.berniesbookbank.org/)

ANTHOLOGY AUTHORS:

L. A. Cotton
Author Sapphire Knight
Shantel Tessier – Author
Jenna Galicki – Author
Author Gia Riley
Audrey Carlan, Author
S. Moose author
Author Mandi Beck
K.I. Lynn
Author Lisa Suzanne
Rachel Brookes
L.B. Dunbar, Author
H.Q. Frost
Cary Hart Author
Jordan Marie Author Page
J.D. Hollyfield, Author
L.M. Carr- Romance Author
M.C. Decker
Leslie McAdam Author
Bethany Lopez
Author M. Piper