Travis by LeAnn Ashers

TRAVIS by LeAnn Ashers is releasing April 15th!!

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Being the single mom of a beautiful five-year-old was hard. I’d struggled since the day I gave birth to my daughter when I was eighteen. So when we got the opportunity of a lifetime—to start over somewhere new—it was a no-brainer. We had to go. What I never expected was to find him. With one look, our whole world changed. Travis became everything to us. For once, we were carefree and happy. We had everything we’d always dreamed of. Then things started happening… Travis Bailey came out of nowhere and changed my life completely. I’d never known what living was until her eyes connected with mine and my world imploded. My days now revolved around her and the beautiful little girl I loved as my own. Bailey and her daughter were now my family, and I vowed to protect them at all costs. What I never expected was for someone to want to hurt Bailey. If he ever tries to breathe the same air as Bailey and Gabby again—that’ll be the last thing he’ll ever try to do. By the time it’s over, he’ll consider Hell a welcome treat. Pre-Order Travis today! Amazon US: https://amzn.to/2HPUhev Amazon UK: https://amzn.to/2HRrB52 Amazon AU: https://amzn.to/2V8g18o Amazon CA: https://amzn.to/2TOY7Ga Apple Books: https://apple.co/2UbCkO4 B&N: http://bit.ly/2FNt1ek Kobo: http://bit.ly/2uMAnsx Add it to you TBR: http://bit.ly/TravisTBR

EXCERPT:

Travis lifts Gabby onto his lap, holding her like he would a baby. Gabby giggles, staring up at him.

“I am not a baby, Ravis.” She giggles, covering her mouth with her hand.

He smiles widely, “You’re my baby, always.” He digs his finger into her side causing her to scream with laughter.

“Ravis, stop!” She manages to get out through her laughter, tears falling down her face.

He stops, kissing the top of her head. He grabs the blanket, covering her while still holding her.

“I love you, Ravis.” She says so casually, not realizing the full extent of her words and what it does to change lives.

Travis’ head shoots in my direction, pure shock is what I see. I cover my mouth to not cry. My baby doesn’t tell just anyone she loves them.

This is huge, he is making a huge impact in her life. I just never realized how much until this very moment, she loves him.

Travis bends down and kisses the top of her head, “You know I love you too right, angel?”

She smiles at him, “I know, Ravis.” She pats his arm, yawning again and closes her eyes. He pulls her tighter against him, he runs his fingers down the back of her head.

I just watch. He is just staring down at her like his world begins and ends with her. I know the feeling all too well.

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MEET THE AUTHOR:
LeAnn Ashers is a blogger-turned-author who spends her days reading and writing. She released her debut novel early 2016, and can’t wait to see where this adventure continues to take her. LeAnn enjoys writing about strong-minded females and swoon-worthy, protective alpha males who love their women unconditionally.

The Escape by Teresa Crumpton

HARD LIMITS? THERE AREN’T MANY. Keep reading for a steamy excerpt from The Escape by Teresa Crumpton!!

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With his very lucrative business, Rex hasn’t had time for women. But when he adds a speakeasy and more staff to his high-end nightclub, it’s his new bar manager that really catches his eye. If only employees weren’t completely off limits…. Teagan just landed a fantastic job managing one of the swankiest establishments in all of Austin. But there’s a major downside to her new dream gig: her boss is the sexiest man she’s ever seen, and she’s seen him at a much more sinful club. A lot. Difficult though it is, Rex and Teagan navigate their professional relationship without letting their mutual attraction ruin everything. That is, until a New Year’s Eve kiss ignites the spark that’s been smoldering between them. When fantasy becomes reality, will these two get what they want in spite of all their rules? This One of The Boys novel can be read and enjoyed as a standalone contemporary romance!

TEAGAN

Eyeing Rex I take a sip, letting the bubbles add to the allure of the atmosphere. Neither of us say a word until the bottle of sparkling wine arrives and Rex closes the red curtains surrounding our table. It gives this the illusion of privacy, and for the most part it does cut off people from trying to eavesdrop on our conversation. Besides, the patrons want a show and tonight they won’t be getting one from us.

“Limits, likes, dislikes and most importantly desires,” Rex says, turning his focus on me.

His body is buzzing with the need to touch as we have this discussion, but he holds himself back, just barely, as his leg rubs up against mine and his arm rests atop the back of the booth. I shift in the booth so my body is turned toward him, giving my full attention.

Taking another sip, I spill, “I only have four hard limits. Everything else is free reign.” I watch his eyes darken with interest.

“What are those four hard limits?” he asks.

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Teresa Crumpton is a hybrid: she grew up in the Midwest and the American South. She writes dark supernatural thrillers and contemporary romance. She loves classic horror moves and Shakespeare. She never thought she’d turn her passion for writing into a career, but here she is! When Teresa isn’t writing, you can find her at book signings or traveling the world with the perfect man for her. She’s living the dream and keeping a promise she made to her father before he passed.

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Painting Tomorrow by Haylee Thorne

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River Ray is a genius at everything he does, gets everything he wants…except when it comes to love. He’s never had the urge to look beyond a computer screen to even consider the idea of love. Until Now. Now, all he can think about is the woman who’s miles out of his league.

Phoenix Kingsley has been dubbed the “Rags to Riches Heiress” by every tabloid. Not only did she discover she had two siblings, she also became an overnight billionaire. Adjusting to her new life is difficult, but nothing could have prepared her for the shocking truth she discovers about herself in her mother’s journals. Through it all, one person still manages to occupy her heart and soul, even if he doesn’t even realize it.

When River Ray is hired to help the Kingsley siblings destroy the man responsible for all their suffering, their attraction can’t be denied. Will Phoenix and River find more than a shared quest for revenge? Will they be painting a very different Tomorrow?

SWOON ALERT:

“I hope you don’t think that I can move like that, Pk.” He says hoarsely.

The tone of his voice has the heat pooling between my thighs. Is he turned on? I giggle. It’s a weird kind of giggle, one that I don’t recognize as my own.

Great, I sound like a weirdo.

I force myself to look up at him and our eyes lock.

“Are you doubting my skills as a teacher?” I say, tone challenging.

I can see the corners of his mouth start to curl up into a small smile, revealing those sexy dimples. He’s about six feet away from me, and he closes that distance some by taking another step forward.

“Not at all. It is more that I doubt the skills of your…student.”

“Hmmm, now that you’ve presented it like that, it’s a challenge to me. Now I want to teach you even more,” I tell him.

He takes another step towards me and my heart seems to think it is running a damn race, beating fast, out of control.

“Your wish is my command,” he tells me, his eyes still locked onto mine.

He takes another step forward and every nerve ending in my body stirs and tingles.

“That’s a dangerous precedent you’re setting there,” I croak.

“I like to live dangerously,” he replies.

Holy fucking shit. Are we flirting here? Or is it wishful thinking on my part?

“Where do you want me?”

It takes me a second to realize what he asked me. I bite my lip. The air is thick with desire, so thick that I can barely breathe. I swallow hard and hold out my hand. He takes it, no hesitation and I lead him to the middle of the dancefloor.

“Wait right here,” I tell him.

He nods. I can feel his eyes burning in my back as I walk away and I swerve my hips just a little more than I would usually. I walk over to the counter where my phone is and scroll through my songs. I smile when my eyes fall on an older but super sexy song by Christina Milian. “Dip it low” is the perfect choice.I think a little smugly to myself. I make my way towards him moving to the beat of the intro as I do. As if I planned it—which let’s be honest here, I kinda did—the beat starts just as I reach him and I place a hand on his shoulder as I drop down and back up with exaggerated movement. I feel a rush of gratification flowing through me as I hear him suck in a breath. I don’t give him a moment to recover, instead, I take his hand and place it on my hip.

“Follow my movements,” I tell him.

I start to move my body to the beat and it isn’t long before he follows. And not just follows, clearly, the man is literally a genius in everything he does. His body mimics my movements as if we were magnets, and he doesn’t have a choice. We maintain eye contact the entire time and it is probably the most intimate moment of my life. I nearly drown in disappointment when the music stops.

“Wow,” he breathes.

“Wow indeed.”

“That was…”

“Yeah, it was.”

“Phoenix?”

“River?”

“I am going to kiss you now.”

I blink but recover surprisingly fast.

“You did say that my wish was your command.”

His mouth curves into a lopsided smile.

“Yes, I did.”

“Good,” I tell him as I take a step closer. “Because I want you to kiss me.”

“As you wish,” he replies a second before his lips crash down onto mine.

About Haylee

When Haylee Thorne isn’t writing her stories, she works proudly as a registered nurse in Kentucky. Haylee loves to read and watch TV (she may or may not be slightly obsessed with anime), and there aren’t many movies she has not seen. She’s known to enjoy a good glass of champagne, and can eat an unlimited amount of French fries (seriously, it’s a problem). When she has some free time (as in time not spend working or writing), Haylee loves spending time with her family and friends.

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LUCA by Brenda Rothert

Today we are sharing an excerpt from LUCA by Brenda Rothert. This is a contemporary romance, standalone that will be releasing on April 23rd. It is the second title in the Chicago Blaze hockey romance series. Pre-order your copy now for only $2.99!

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Luca by Brenda Rothert

Releasing April 23

Chicago Blaze, #2

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Book Blurb:

Abby

I only have one love now—the home furnishings business I’m building into an empire. Maybe money and success can’t love me back, but they keep what’s left of my heart safe. One-night stands are my way of scratching the occasional itch I get for something more. And no one’s better for that than a sexy as sin hockey player I’ll never see again after one very hot night together.

Luca

I used to love two things: hockey and women. But now my nieces and nephew are my top priority, because I’m raising them after tragedy stole their parents. Somehow I balance single parenthood and my career as a forward for the Chicago Blaze. There’s no time for women, until I get knocked on my ass by Abby Daniels. She’s everything I’ve ever wanted, but her devastating past may end us before we even get started.

 

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Excerpt:

“Hold still, Uncle Luca.”

My niece Emerson gives me her best glare, but she’s five and cute, so it makes me smile.

“I’m trying,” I tell her, checking out the dark purple polish she’s trying to brush onto my nails.

It’s not my inability to hold still that has more nail polish on my skin than my nails; it’s her technique. My “MANicure”, as my two nieces like to call it, started with my ten-year-old niece Cora and was then passed off to Emerson.

“I found yogurt!” Cora says as she breezes into my bathroom. “It’s got strawberries in the bottom, but that’s okay. This face mask will make you smell good, Uncle Luca.”

I try not to roll my eyes. It’ll be better than the last face mask they whipped up in the kitchen, which had butter in it and was a bitch to scrub off in the shower.

“I have to leave for practice in twenty-five minutes,” I remind the girls. “And I still need a shower. So you have ten more minutes to beautify me.”

“Will you paint my nails, too?” Cora asks me.

“Sure.”

I was shit at painting nails when I first became the legal guardian of my two nieces and one nephew a little over a year ago. With practice, though, I’ve gotten pretty damn good at it.

“How long ‘til Gram and Gramps will be here?” Emerson asks, still painting my thumb nail even though she’s looking at me.

“About four hours ‘til their flight lands, then maybe an hour for them to get to the house.”

Her toothless grin of excitement makes me ignore the nail polish I can feel on my knuckle.

“Emerson!” Cora yells. “You ruined it! That looks awful.”

Cora picks up the bottle of purple nail polish and Emerson’s happy expression drops away.

“Give it to me,” Cora huffs, holding out her hand for the handle to the polish. “I never should have let you do it.”

“Hey, now.” I give Cora a sharp look. “She was doing her best.”

Cora’s eyes flood with tears. Emerson edges closer to me, because she knows what happens when Cora gets upset.

“He won’t let us do spa days if you mess it up!” Cora cries, glaring at her younger sister. “You ruined everything!”

“You didn’t ruin anything,” I tell Emerson. “And Cora, I never said we wouldn’t do this again. We can do a big spa day after my road trip, okay?”

Cora wipes her eyes and nods, still crying. It kills me to see her like this. As the oldest, she carries more of the weight from the deaths of her parents than her siblings. We’ve been in counseling for more than a year now, transitioning through the death of their mother, my sister-in-law Danielle, to the kids’ new life with me as their guardian. The clinical terms for what Cora struggles with—anxiety and controlling tendencies—are easier for me to handle than her breakdowns.

The tension leaves the room and Emerson starts my massage, which is pretty much just her karate chopping my shoulders, while Cora slathers strawberry yogurt onto my face.

“Is your shoulder better?” Cora asks me.

“Yep, it’s all good.”

“Think my mashage helped?” Emerson asks from behind me.

She can’t pronounce some words, and I kinda hope that’ll last longer, because it gets me every time.

“It definitely helped,” I tell her.

I tweaked my shoulder at practice yesterday, and Cora noticed me wince when I was taking out the trash last night. She worries about every sinus cold and bruise I get. I can’t blame the kid. Her dad, my brother Matt, died serving in Iraq and her mom passed away from cancer a year later.

“Hey, let’s get your nails painted, Cora,” I say after glancing at my watch. “I’ve only got five minutes til I have to hit the shower.” I turn to Emerson. “Can you go get the nail polish remover, peanut?”

“Okay.” She races from the room, brown curls flying behind her.

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AUTHOR INFORMATION:

Brenda Rothert is an Illinois native who was a print journalist for nine years. She made the jump from fact to fiction in 2013 and never looked back. From new adult to steamy contemporary romance, Brenda creates fresh characters in every story she tells. She’s a lover of Diet Coke, chocolate, lazy weekends and happily ever afters.

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Cliffside Bay Christmas by Tess Thompson

It’s the most wonderful time of the year! Keep reading for an excerpt from Cliffside Bay Christmas by USA Today bestselling author Tess Thompson!

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The presents are wrapped. The stockings are hung. And two precious miracles are preparing to make their debuts. The most wonderful time of the year becomes even more joyous for Zane and Honor when their surrogate, Sophie, gifts them with an extra special delivery. And Brody and Kara’s dreams come true when their son arrives just in time for Christmas. Return to your favorite small town and visit the whole gang, including Minnie the cat, in this heartwarming holiday novella from USA Today bestselling author Tess Thompson!

BRODY

The moment the plane landed, Brody turned on his phone. Seconds later, two texts popped up. One from Kara, the other from Zane.

Honey, contractions coming regularly. Zane drove me to the hospital. Jackson is meeting us there. Zane’s had come in about thirty minutes later. With Kara. They have her in a room and are monitoring her. Nothing’s happening too fast, so don’t worry. Call me when you land. His hands trembled. He could barely dial the phone. “Oh, crap,” Honor said from the seat next to him as she stared at her phone. “Zane texted. Kara’s in labor.” “I know. I’m calling Zane right now.” Zane answered almost immediately, sounding breathless. “Hey Brody,” Zane said. “Is she…did the…have I missed it?” “No, man, she’s only about six inches dilated. Things are going slow. Jackson says epidurals slow things down. You still have time. But listen, have Honor drive.” “Yeah, okay. Tell Kara I’m coming.” “I will.” He hung up and looked over at Honor. “If I miss this, I’m never going to forgive myself.” “No way you’re missing this. I’ll drive,” Honor said. “Zane requested that,” Brody said. Twenty minutes later, with Honor in the driver’s seat, they exited the airport and headed toward the freeway. As usual, Honor was cool. Conversely, he thought he might have a heart attack. “Breathe,” Honor said. “Like you learned in birth class.” “That was for her, not me.” “We’re going to get there in time,” Honor said. “Don’t worry.” Brody nodded. “Yeah. I can’t miss this. Not this. Kara will never forgive me.” “She understands how important this trip was,” Honor said. “And we’re going to make it anyway.” Honor’s phone buzzed. “Can you look?” Brody picked it up and looked at the text. “It’s from Sophie to you and Zane. Her water broke.” “Holy crap. Can we ever just have one baby at a time in this group?” Honor asked. “Apparently not.”

About Tess

Tess Thompson is a USA Today bestselling author of small-town romance and historical fiction, with nearly 20 titles across multiple series that focus on heartwarming journeys of triumph and humanity for colorful characters you’d love to be friends with in real life. Tess holds a degree in theater from the University of Southern California (go Trojans!), and can be found most days at her desk in suburban Seattle, where she also makes her home with the hero of her own love story and their blended family of two sons, two daughters, and five cats. Tess loves music, dancing, books, bubble baths, cooking, wine, movies, snuggling, Seahawks football, and hearing from her readers. Drop her a line at tess@tthompsonwrites.com.

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Habits by Anna B. Doe

Excerpt: Habits by Anna B. Doe

Some habits are too sweet to give up …

A new interconnected standalone in Greyford High series is coming March 27th!

Title: Habits
Author: Anna B. Doe
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Excerpt:

Andrew Hill.
Partier.
Womanizer.
Daddy’s golden boy.
Hot-shot hockey player.
Cocky, presumptuous, but I have to give it to him, one smart son of a bitch.
He joins the rest of his teammates and friends, swagger oozing from every pore of his body.
His brown hair is messy and curls at the base of his neck. His lips curl into one of his well-known, arrogant smirks, revealing straight teeth. I’m standing too far from him to clearly see the color of his eyes or the lines of his face, but I know them.
I’ve touched them.
Andrew would look almost perfect if there wasn’t a slight bump on his nose. That small imperfection makes him look more rugged. More real.
His eyes always have this gleam in them. I’ve heard what people say. They call it mischievous, but I know better. I can see behind it.
I can see his darkness.
Because it matches my own.

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Ghost Walker

Thank you so much for hosting me on your blog today. Below I have an exciting and exclusive excerpt from Ghost Walker, Book 6 in the Blackwood Pack series. In this story, Zane unexpectedly finds his Fated Mate, David, while on vacation but their journey to a HEA is filled with danger from the past. Luckily, the entire Blackwood Pack steps in to help save the day. ~~~~~~~ David entered their bedroom, stopping short when he saw what was on their bed. “Love, I think someone made a mistake.” Staring at the delectably cute ass of his mate as they walked into their bedroom, Zane almost bumped into his mate. Looking over David’s shoulder, Zane chuckled at the number of boxes and shopping bags piled on their bed. “Ki must have been shopping again and didn’t know we moved in.” “He bought all of this?” asked David. “Yeah, probably stuff for their pup,” Zane said, then turning his head, called, “Hey Ki, what do you want me to do with your loot?” “Just a minute,” Kieran yelled from his bedroom. “I’ll be right there.” “C’mon, babe, let’s gather it up,” Zane said, guiding his mate over to the bed. “Jeez, that man can shop.” Hustling into the room, Kieran grinned at David, “I hope everything is the right size. I kind of guessed, well not really guessed because there was a guy shopping who was your exact size so I asked him if he would help me and he was so nice about it, even finding some stuff that I missed, if you can believe that, well, I would have, if I had more time, because everyone else wanted to get back, but they agreed to help me once they found out I was shopping for you. Have you looked at anything yet? Do you like it? It was really fun because Theo, Norm, and Fionn kept offering their opinion about everything. If you don’t like something, it can be returned ‘cause I kept all my receipts.” Blinking his eyes several times, David was stunned when he finally understood what Kieran said. He bought me clothes? Why? Oh, this is terrible! I don’t have enough money to pay him back. What will he think? Maybe I can return everything because he has the receipts. I hope he won’t be offended if I do that. David glanced at his mate, seeking his help. Zane was smiling at the mountain of stuff on their bed, mentally pleased Kieran had done it, especially after helping his mate pack up his clothes at Morgan’s. It had broken his heart to see his meager possessions—a few old shirts that someone had mended, a couple pairs of worn and faded blue jeans and the two black hoodies his mate had bought to hide his marks. Zane had already decided a shopping trip was in their near future, but it appeared Kieran had beaten him to it. Not that he minded because shopping wasn’t something he enjoyed—at least in person—but online shopping was a whole different matter. Then, noticing the dismay on David’s face, Zane’s smile faded, wondering what was causing it. Hoping their mind link was working, Zane asked, Babe, what’s the problem? You don’t have to keep anything you don’t like. Startled, his eyes rounded at Zane’s voice in his head, unsure what to do next. Then he heard his mate telling him just to say what he wanted to but do it in his mind. I can’t pay Kieran back. I have some money saved but I’m sure it won’t be enough. Do you think he would be offended if I return everything? Babe, you know as Fated Mates whatever is mine is also yours, right? And that includes my bank accounts. I—we have more than enough money to cover all this. Shaking his head, David said, “Zane, that’s money you earned. I can’t use it.” Glancing between the two of them, Kieran suddenly realized the problem. “All this,” Kieran said, waving his arm, “Are my gifts to you, David. I don’t want you to pay me back. It’s the ‘Welcome to the Blackwood Pack’ shopping trip we all got when we joined the pack. Actually, I didn’t get you nearly enough but, as I said, the guys were eager to get back because they wanted to watch the new Aquaman movie after spending the day with the Loch Ness Monster. Theo has a real thing for the star, or so I’m told. You don’t have to worry about money anymore because you’re a Fated Mate and besides, as a member of the Blackwood Pack, you now will have a monthly allowance to spend any way you want.” Turning to Logan, who had joined them, he added, “Right, macushla?” “Monthly allowance?” David echoed. Looking at Logan, Zane asked, sarcastically, “Is that right, bro?” Damn, I should have sorted this out with Cody when he was here but too late for that now. “That’s right, bro,” said Logan, “according to Cody. I’ll explain it to you later,” he said, quickly changing the subject. “I see you went shopping, babe. Show me what you bought.” Grinning, Kieran began opening up the shopping bags and boxes as he explained. “Well, David has these gorgeous, light, sky blue eyes so everything I bought will compliment them and his fair complexion.” Zane tugged David close to him and whispered, “Remember, anything you don’t like can be returned. I promise you, Ki won’t be offended.” Nodding, David’s eyes grew bigger as each piece of clothing was revealed. Never in his entire life had he seen such gorgeous outfits. Reaching down, he couldn’t help but rub one of the soft t-shirts between his fingers.