Releasing Now: Hell and Back by Natasha Madison


Meeting him was a fluke. Dating him was a mistake. Watching him become a drug addict put me through hell. Running was my only option.


I’m running from my demons and when I find out she’s trying to escape her past, I know what I have to do.

One broken cop. One woman fighting for her life. A fragile love.

Sinister secrets that threaten to tear them apart.

They’ve been to hell. The hard part will be finding their way back together.

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About Natasha Madsion
When her nose isn’t buried in a book, or her fingers flying across a keyboard writing, she’s in the kitchen creating gourmet meals. You can find her, in four inch heels no less, in the car chauffeuring kids, or possibly with her husband scheduling his business trips. It’s a good thing her characters do what she says, because even her Labrador doesn’t listen to her…

Releasing Now: Sunshine and Rain by M. Mabie

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Sunshine and Rain by M. Mabie

Standalone small-town romance, City Limits #2

Release Date: October 28


Welcome to Wynne, population 3402.

No rockstars. No major politicians. No media moguls.

Things don’t change quickly in a small town, except when they do. It’s been pouring rain all summer long, and the disc jockey and local farmer are all of the sudden attached at the hip. It’s not only the rising river getting deeper and deeper.

This is your basic water tower painting, tractor driving, tailgate cooler packing kind a guy chases the single, blonde, radio vixen with mosquito bite rage from his youth type of romance. Or is it the other way around?

Low on drama. High on Love.

Grab an umbrella because it’s a long wet summer.

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Excerpt Reveal: Hell and Back by Natasha Madison

Meeting him was a fluke. Dating him was a mistake. Watching him become a drug addict put me through hell. Running was my only option.


I’m running from my demons and when I find out she’s trying to escape her past, I know what I have to do.

One broken cop. One woman fighting for her life. A fragile love.

Sinister secrets that threaten to tear them apart.

They’ve been to hell. The hard part will be finding their way back together.

Releasing October 31, 2016






I pull up in my driveway looking over at the house.  What I see pisses me off. 
Here she is in a long-sleeved shirt, long pants, hat and glasses pushing a brand new  lawn mower.
I make sure I check my temper before I walk over.  Right before I cross the street the little girl on the front porch stops me mid step.
She looks like just like her mother, just a smaller version.  She is sitting on a plastic little table, that they probably just bought, coloring.
I make my way over to her right when the lawn mower goes off
“I told you I would cut the grass.”  I try to sound casual, but the blood in me is boiling, it must be ninety-five degrees outside, and she’s wearing enough clothes for a trek across the frozen tundra.
She looks up “I also said I got it, and I would be doing it myself.” The little girl from the porch makes it to her mother and hides behind her, yanking on her pant leg. 
The fearful look that she gives me is just like her mother’s.  I crouch down, getting eye-to-eye with her and say “Hey there, beautiful. What’s your name?” She doesn’t reply, and instead she lowers her gaze so she is looking at her feet. “I’m Jackson,” I reach out my hand, but drop it when I know she won’t take it.  I gesture behind me, as I say “I live in that house right over there.  I used to know  your great grandma.”  I’m trying to draw her into a conversation with me, but nothing I say engages her.
“It’s ok baby, you can tell him your name.  Nan used to make him cookies, so you know what that means, she must have really  liked him.”  She rubs her daughters shoulder.
“I’m Lilah,” she says in barely a whisper.
“That is the most beautiful name in the whole wide world.  You’re lucky to have such a beautiful name.”  She smiles at me, right as a car
back fires. She yells and puts her hands to her ears.
Two things happen at the same time, her mother grabs her and runs toward the house,  and I vow to protect them.
“Wait,” I rush after them and make it right to the door before it’s closed in my face.  I stand there inside the house and watch them rushing to the corner and hide.
Two  broken girls protecting each other against some monster of the outside world.  I walk up to them “It’s ok, it’s just a car, it was nothing but a car.”
“Lilah, baby it’s ok, it’s ok.  I’m here.  It’s ok baby girl, were safe.” She is trying to comfort the little girl who is sobbing quietly in her mother arms.  “No one is here baby.”
She looks over at me, our eyes meeting for one minute before she lowers them again.
“Look it’s ok, it’s just Jackson.  There is no one here, baby.”  She rocks Lilah back and forth. Her back against the wall while she soothes her baby girl whose sobs are slowly stopping, her eyes closing.
“What can I do?”  I’m now sitting in front of her not sure how to even start to dissect this.
“Nothing, you can’t do anything for us,” she kisses Lilah’s head. “No one can.”
I ignore that last part not sure how to talk about this now. 
“I’m going to go outside and finish cutting the grass, then I’m going to go pick up some food for us.  Does she like pizza?”
“Jackson, I don’t know what relationship you had with my grandmother, but I don’t need your help.  We will be fine.  Please, it’s ok, you can leave.” She rests her head on the the wall closing her eyes, the defeat of the day leaving her body.
“I’m going to go outside and finish mowing the lawn so Lilah doesn’t have to go outside anymore today.  Then I’m going to pick up pizza for myself.  You won’t have time to cook, so I’m going to pick one up for you.  I want to eat with you guys, but I’m not pushing myself on you either after today.  Now I don’t want to fight with you or even discuss this, so just nod that you understand?”
She looks into my eyes, but nods yes.
“I can pay you for the pizza?  I have money. I don’t need a hand out,” she says while trying to push herself up to go get fucking money. 
If she weren’t so scared of things I would punch the fuck out of something right now.  “I don’t want your money, now or ever.  I have no doubt you can take care of yourself.  Consider this a housewarming present.” I get up going to the door not even giving her a chance to say anything else.
“She’s never had pizza before, so can you just get us plain cheese.”
I don’t say anything afraid of what will come out of my mouth.  I nod and walk out the door, closing it quietly so as not to wake Lilah.
I close my eyes exhaling the breath that I didn’t even realize I was holding.
“She’s barely holding on while fighting for her life.  She has demons, they both do.  Whatever happened to them, it’s in there deep.  The
both of them are so scared, you can practically see the fear coming off of them.”
  I look over at Brenda who is on her porch watering her plants. “Tread lightly, Jackson, or better yet walk away if you aren’t going to do anything about it.”
I don’t have a chance to respond she walks into her house closing her front door softly, leaving me fighting my own demons.
About Natasha Madsion
When her nose isn’t buried in a book, or her fingers flying across a keyboard writing, she’s in the kitchen creating gourmet meals. You can find her, in four inch heels no less, in the car chauffeuring kids, or possibly with her husband scheduling his business trips. It’s a good thing her characters do what she says, because even her Labrador doesn’t listen to her…

Review Post: Wilder (Renegades #1) by Rebecca Yarros




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He’s Paxton Wilder.

Twenty-two-year-old, tattooed, smoking-hot leader of the Renegades.

Five time X Games medalist.

The world is his playground—especially this year—and for the next nine months I’m stuck as his tutor on the Study at Sea program.

He’s too busy staging worldwide stunts for his documentary to get to class.

But if I can’t get him to take academics seriously, I’ll lose my scholarship…if I don’t lose my heart first.

Six unlikely friends on a nine-month cruise with the Study at Sea program will learn that chemistry is more than a subject and the best lessons aren’t taught in the classroom…but in the heart.


My Review


*****Five Completely  Unforgettable Stars*****

There is something to be said about a book that completely takes you within its grasp in every way possible way from the very first word until the very last. Those are the kinds of books you feel every ounce of. Those are the kinds of books that you LOVE whole heartedly with every breath in your body. Those are the kinds of books that give you experiences and characters and moments you’ve never met before, yet know from the very first time you live and experience their world with them, that you NEED more of them all in your life.

Books like that give me life. Books like that are why I am a reader. Books like that are unforgettable in every way, shape and form.

Wilder by Rebecca Yarros is a book like that. It’s a book like that and more.

When I tell you that this book is everything, I mean it. It’s everything. And then some. It’s swoony, it’s emotional, it’s full of feels and spark and adrenaline that will have you feeling and breathing and just in awe of it all. It’ll take your breath away, give you life with every turn of that page, while simultaneously having you fall in fierce, all out love with two extraordinary characters.

This story will make you, it will bring you to places you never thought you’d get to go, and along the way it’ll give you one helluva story that will turn your world, and your heart, upside down in the best possible way.

Now if there’s one thing I know in life, it’s that Rebecca Yarros knows how to write a darn good book. I have read everything she’s written, and let me tell you, this author knows how to write. She knows how to thrust you into it all in the most all-consuming way to the point that you will literally not be able to put the book down. She knows how to connect you in every way possible to the authentic and completely realistic world she creates, and more than that she allows you to understand what it’s like to live the lives her characters do. She also knows how to create some wonderfully distinctive characters that will steal your heart from the very first time you meet them.

Bottom line: Rebecca Yarros puts you in her books, heart first, and lets you get, feel, and understand it all through every turn of the page, and that is just part of what makes reading a book with her so exceptional.

Wilder is the start of a new series from this author, and I have to say that the premise of this book had me intrigued from the very start. The thought of getting to experience characters travelling the world, while also getting to see them complete the most extreme and adventurous stunts had me knowing that this was a book I didn’t want to miss. Throw in the fact that this story involves two seemingly opposite characters falling hard and fast for one another, and I was beyond sold on what this book had to offer.

From the very first page of Wilder, I was hooked, lined, and sinkered into everything Rebecca Yarros so exceptionally crafted with these two. From those first moments of getting to know Leah and seeing her firecracker self burst off of the page, to getting to experience the literal spark that is Paxton Wilder, to getting to be there as these two got to know one another and then being there as it all started to change between them…I was beyond smitten with everything I was getting in this story.

Through every new chapter in this book, Paxton and Leah become closer and closer, and I just continued to fall harder and deeper for the two of them, and the possibilities of what could be. There truly is something undeniable about the two of them. There is a tangible spark between those two that fires off the page like the most brilliant and mesmerizing fireworks show you’ve ever see and experienced in your life. You FEEL that spark in your bones while reading Wilder because that’s how real and authentic and visceral it feels.

Rebecca Yarros allows you to be in every single second of this book with Paxton and Leah as they realize more and more what’s happening between them, and getting the emotional, raw, and intense connection you do with them will bring that all to life in the most spectacular way.

When I tell you that their story took my breath away, I am not exaggerating. Not one little bit. Their story, their backgrounds, their own personal struggles and fears and heartbreak, coupled with what they were trying to create together literally stole my breath on more than one occasion. All of that also made my heart feel like it was racing out of my chest at times, or melting into a puddle of emotion the deeper and riskier things got for these two, and through it all they just kept stealing my breath.

Their level of real connection and all-feeling spark that lit me on fire, stole my breath.

Their level of honesty, vulnerability with themselves and with one another, and the depth of what they were willing to share, even though it scared them out of their minds, stole my breath.

Their level of emotion that literally hurt my heart at times, while simultaneously deepening my love for them and what could be, stole my breath.

Everything with Pax and Leah as they tried to wade through what they were really feeling, what could be between them, and what they could handle when they met the one person who could turn their entire world upside down, stole my breath.

And I’ve never been happier to not breathe in my entire life.

Pax and Leah are two characters that are permanently seared to my heart for the rest of time, and it is all because of what Rebecca Yarros so spectacularly gave me with them. She made them two of the most real, easy to love, honest and endearing characters I have ever read, and the more I got with them, the more I just willingly gave my heart to them both. Whether it was learning each of their backstories that explained so much about their presents, or whether it was what started to happen between these two as they got closer to one another, or whether it was seeing the effect they both had on each other, I was beyond enamored with them both.

Rebecca Yarros has a phenomenal talent with making her characters so easy to understand, love, and root for through everything that she gives with them, and Pax and Leah were no exception.

Getting to know the real Paxton, getting to see him and not just the Wilder persona he put out to the world, and getting to understand what was really driving him through it all, sent my heart right to that man a million times over in this book. It also didn’t hurt that he is one of the most charming and vibrant characters I have ever had the pleasure of reading. Paxton never failed to bring a smile to my face or make my heart beat just a bit faster, and getting to know the real him, getting to see him fall for someone and what that was actually like for him, and getting to be there as he put it all out on the line when it really mattered was nothing short of everything. It was sweet, it was heart meltingly good, and it was so him in the most distinctive way that will have you loving this renegade man in no time flat.

Now Leah’s character is one that my heart went to right from the start. That girl was so beyond easy to love and connect to, and the more I got of her, and the more I realized that there was so much that she had been through, the more that my heart connected with her. That girl is a fighter, through and through, and the tenacity and strength she has knows no bounds. She is the definition of a firecracker, and getting to be there as she discovered that spark within her once again, and as she realized what could be if she just kept fighting and took that leap of faith, was one of the most exhilarating, emotional, and unforgettable experiences I’ve had when reading a book. Simply put, Leah is a gem of a character, and her goodness will warm your heart and remind you of the literal amazingness that emanates from her.

Paxton and Leah’s story in Wilder is so many things. It’s full of exciting moments that will have you feeling like you’re right there with them, right in the thick of it, experiencing all of the magic and spark and adrenaline in the same breath they are. It’s emotional and raw and so full of intense feels at times that you will practically be bursting with so much for them, while these two try to see what could be. It’s also full of adventure and meaning and so much glorious fight. It exemplifies what it means to fight for yourself, to fight for what you want and crave and so desperately need, and what it really means fight with your entire being, to put it all on the line for the world to see, and what it means to pour your soul into a fight that will change everything.

Wilder was phenomenally written, exhilarating to read, and hands down one of the best books I have ever read. I also don’t think I’ve had as much fun reading a book in quite a bit of time, and the adventure and feelings and spark that Pax and Leah find themselves in in this book will have you rooting for those two with all that you have in no time flat. Trust me on that! I’m already itching for more from all of these characters, and I am beyond excited to see what Rebecca Yarros has in store for us as this series continues.

Whatever may come as this dynamic world continues, I have no doubt that it will be oh so real, oh so intense, and oh so unforgettable.

Wilder by Rebecca Yarros is the true definition of a good book. This book showed me again and again why I love this author, her words, and everything she so brilliantly crafts. This story and its characters reminded me again and again why I LOVE a good love story, and they exemplified what it means to read a love story that touches your very soul. The emotions and feelings and moments I got to live within this book reminded me again and again why this will be a top read of the year for me, and why I will never forget what it was like to read this book.

I said it before, and I’ll say it again…Wilder is everything. And then some. That is just a fraction of what makes it such an exceptional read that will light your heart on fire, melt and squeeze it again and again, while having you fall oh so hopelessly for what Paxton and Leah share. And it truly doesn’t get better than that.


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Releasing Now: The Complete Explosive Series by Tessa Teevan

Title: Explosive Series Box Set
Author: Tessa Teevan
Release Date: Oct 18, 2016
Cover Photo by Eric Battershell Photography
Cover Model: Andrew Cleveland
Cover Designer: Robin Harper at Wicked by Design
Teasers Created By: Michelle Tan at Four Chicks Flipping Pages and Robin Harper at Wicked by Design
For the first time ever, all five stories in the Explosive series have been packaged into one hot box set and will only be available for a limited time. Pre-Order for just 99 cents! The price will increase on release day, so don’t miss out on the sale!
Fall in love with the entire gang in the Explosive series! Each standalone romance contains saucy heroines, sexy heroes, and a whole lot of love between the pages. Enjoy five incredible stories whose pages are loaded with passionate love, burning desire, and a whole lot of steam! Second chance romance, friends with benefits, surprise pregnancy, marriage of convenience, and laugh out loud friends to lovers, what more could you want?
Ignite, #1
Alexa Sullivan-Tate, a young widow, and Jace McAllister, her first love, reconnect in this passionate second-chance romance. But when love has slipped through your fingertips before, how can you trust it will once again remain? They loved and lost before, but can they dispel the ghosts of the past and discover a new future?
Incinerate, #2
Sparks fly and tempers flare when Charlie Davenport, a feisty brunette, crosses paths with wounded warrior, Knox Wellington. Their chemistry is undeniable, but the chip on his shoulder threatens to destroy any hope of him wooing the sweet, southern volunteer send to help with his rehabilitation. Head butts, patience is tested, and flames of passion ignite as they dance around their mutual attraction, both jaded from broken pasts. Will they finally be able to get over the pain of the past or will their relationship be reduced to ashes before it can actually begin?
Inflame, #3
For sexy soldier Kale Montgomery and sweet, sassy schoolteacher Lucy Dawson, love was never in the cards. Their relationship, though unconventional, is mutually beneficial. One fateful night changes their lives forever in ways they could never imagine, giving them the push to admit that maybe, just maybe, they want more than they let on. Will Kale and Lucy realize what they’ve been waiting for is each other, or will the whirlwind of their romance cause the passion to burn out too quickly, causing it all to go up in smoke?
Intoxicate, #4
Kalli Montgomery never expected to propose to Xavier Cruz, even though she’s been in love with the sexy, single father for as long as she can remember. He never expected to accept, but when circumstance threatens to take his daughter from him, he’ll do whatever it takes, even if it means marrying a woman he doesn’t love. This marriage of convenience has one rule: absolutely no falling in love. Easier said than done. Throw together a girl who believes rules are meant to be broken, and a man whose entire career revolves around following orders, you get a recipe for disaster. What could possibly go wrong?
Fusion, #5
Where do babies come from? The question every parent dreads hearing has finally fallen from the lips of six-year-old Ava Banks, the curious, precocious daughter of high school sweethearts, Jeremy and Sierra. Normally blunt as can be, they find themselves struggling to find the right words to answer her. So instead, they rewind sixteen years to that one fateful day where a game of Seven Minutes in Heaven inevitably led to life-long romance filled with laughter, love, and many, many mishaps along the way.
Falling in love with your best friend? It’s the most incredible thing in the world. As long as it lasts. When the world comes crashing down around you, can even the strongest relationship withstand great tragedy?
“Sorry, sweetheart, but you’re going to have to hit a lot harder than that to leave a mark on my skin,” he prods, further irritating me, causing me to ball my hand into a fist again, ready to accept his challenge.
“Let’s get a couple of things straight here, asshole. First of all, when I introduced myself to you last night, did I say, ‘Hey, sexy, I’m Charlotte. I want a good fuck and you look just like the guy to give it to me’? Well, did I?” I ask, seething with anger as he hesitates to answer me. Sure, I may have thought about his lips on my skin, but I never would’ve gone home with him on the first night, no matter what Lucy advised me to do.
He blinks at me, looking from my fist to my face. “Uh…no?”
“Exactly, so you can forget that whole part of your argument, but thank God you’re so fucking noble that you won’t sleep with another man’s woman. Seriously. Fucking kudos. I’ll have to get you a cookie for that.” He snorts, and I glare at him, shutting him up.
“So second of all, did you ever ask if I have a boyfriend? Not that it should matter to you since you blew me off when I simply told you my name, but did you ever ask if I had a boyfriend?”
Again, I get a blank stare before he lets out another, “No.”
“So then ask me.”
He clears his throat before he asks the question. “Charlotte, do you have a boyfriend?”
Giving him a sweet smile that’s still laced with venom, I answer him. “No, Knox, for your information, I do not have a boyfriend. I did, however, have a fiancé until a couple of months ago. It looks like we have one thing in common. I, like you, cannot stand cheaters.” 
Tessa is a twenty-something book junkie who’s obsessed with sports and cycling. She’s been married to her own book boyfriend for nearly ten years whose traits often show up in her books. If she’s not writing or looking through tons of photos of hot men, all in the name of research, then you can probably find her curled up with my Kindle, ignoring the rest of the world. She loves my sports almost as much as she loves her books. Her other obsessions include red wine, hot men, country music, and all things Grace Potter.  


It’s a Cover Reveal: More Than Money by Allison Michaels


More Than Money

By: Allison Michaels

Releasing: November 7th


Ryan McMillan believes hard work and perseverance are the keys to success, not games of

chance. When he receives an instant lottery ticket, he never expects to win a dime, much less

walk away with the grand prize.

Collette Russo is no stranger to hardship. Loss has taught her valuable lessons in grace and

modesty, traits Ryan can’t help but notice on the winner’s cruise. Collette is the only other

passenger not obsessed with material things, and their mutual humility sparks an attraction

neither of them anticipates.

As good fortune continues to favor Ryan, his relationship with Collette turns into a romance

filled with affection and laughter, and his career begins to take off. Yet when his loyalty is

tested, an old friendship turns sour.

Ryan chalks it up to greed and arrogance and finds comfort in Collette’s experience with both.

But an unthinkable event reveals that nothing is as simple as it seems. Envy and greed threaten

to ruin everything.

Has Ryan’s luck finally run out? Can he take back control? Will Collette stand by him in the


Only time will tell if love is worth more than money.


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Blog Tour: Down Shift by K. Bromberg


Meet Zander & Getty in DOWN SHIFT –

the newest stand alone in the Driven Series by K. Bromberg!



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The New York Times bestselling Driven series continues with a story about finding love where you least expect it…

Behind the wheel, racing champion Zander Donavan is at the top of his game. But after too much excess in his personal life, he’s forced to step away. He needs to accomplish something all on his own—outside of his famous father, Colton Donavan’s, shadow.

Getty Caster is running away from the abuse that clouds her past. She thinks she’s found the perfect escape—until she discovers a stranger in the beachside cottage she’d been promised. He’s undeniably sexy, but she’s there to heal. Alone.

Before long though, fighting with each other turns into fighting their attraction. And giving into desire sets off a chain reaction that has their pasts colliding. With an unexpected love on the line, can they overcome the fallout to build a future?



“You don’t know anything about me.” My voice is slight but strong, my need to assert myself front and center despite his calling me on the carpet.

“That’s where you’re wrong, Socks. I might not know where you’re from or why I ruffled your feathers today, but I know you’re stronger than you give yourself credit for. Whatever it is that you ran from back home, you did it. You got out and are making it on your own. That takes guts and you deserve mad props for that. I know you like things messy and are goddamn cute when you’re tipsy. I know you’re stubborn as hell and gorgeous as fuck. And that your kiss tastes like an aged whiskey: something I want to sip slowly, feel on my lips, savor on my tongue, and take my time with before I get drunk on it.” With a lift of his eyebrows and a nod of his head, he walks past me, leaving me with my mouth agape and eyes wide.

I can’t move. Just stand staring at the door in front of me as I try to process what he just said, what he meant by it, and yet there’s no use because we just had a whole one-sided conversation and that need to banter with him is gone. Lost to the tingling in my lower belly and the wild spinning of my thoughts.

“Oh, and, Getty?” Zander calls out to me from the kitchen, refusing to continue until I turn to face him, standing there unabashedly shirtless. “If you ever call me pretty again, we’re gonna have a real problem. I guarantee you there is nothing pretty about me.”

I almost smile at the fact that out of all of the crappy things I said to him, that is the one that bugged him the most.

“You are kind of pretty, though,” I murmur, unable to resist goading him further, needing to try to get us back on an even playing field. Because hell if right now I don’t feel like I’m on the low end of the teeter-totter.

His immediate response? A snort to signify that his chiseled abs and the tall, dark, and handsome thing he’s got going on are nothing more than average.

“Last warning, Socks.” His eyes flash with mirth. And what looks like desire.

An unexpected part of me—the one who usually hides and doesn’t ever take a chance—wants to say it again. Just to see what he’d do if I did.

“So damn pretty.” I don’t know who’s more shocked at my comment, him or me, but we stand there for a moment, gazes locked, unspoken words warring across the distance between us.

He walks toward me with a predatory gleam in his eyes and a salacious smirk on his lips that catches me off guard. “I know I said you were brave, Getty, but now you’re just playing with matches.”

I draw in a long inhale as he steps right in front of me. I can’t look at him. My nerve is suddenly gone. Outside, rain pelts the roof. The constant drip into the bucket in the hallway serves as a metronome to this anticipatory silence we are dancing in. The goose bumps on his chest are the only thing I can focus on.

When his thumb and forefinger direct my chin up so I’m forced to meet his eyes, every part of me hums from his touch. From the want of something I don’t quite understand myself and couldn’t ever put into words. Our eyes meet—his intense, mine searching for answers that aren’t his to give—before his gaze flicks down to my mouth and then back up again.

“Not yet, Getty.” He closes his eyes for a beat, and I see what I think is restraint reflected in his grimace, before a ghost of a smile spreads on his lips. “I don’t think you’re ready to light this fire just yet.”


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New York Times Bestselling author K. Bromberg writes contemporary novels that contain a mixture of sweet, emotional, a whole lot of sexy and a little bit of real. She likes to write strong heroines and damaged heroes who we love to hate and hate to love.

She’s a mixture of most of her female characters: sassy, intelligent, stubborn, reserved, outgoing, driven, emotional, strong, and wears her heart on her sleeve. All of which she displays daily with her husband and three children where they live in Southern California.

On a whim, K. Bromberg decided to try her hand at this writing thing. Since then she has written The Driven Series (Driven, Fueled, Crashed, Raced, Aced), the standalone Driven Novels (Slow Burn, Sweet Ache, Hard Beat, and Down Shift (Releasing 10/4/16)), and a short story titled UnRaveled. She is currently finishing up Sweet Cheeks a standalone novel out at the end of 2016.

Her plans for 2017 include a sports romance duet (The Player (#1) and The Catch (#2)) and the Everyday Heroes series (Cuffed (#1), Combust (#2), and Cockpit (#3). She’s also writing a novella for the 1,001 Dark Night series that will be out in February 2017.
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It’s a Cover Reveal: Words I Couldn’t Say by Tessa Teevan

Title: Words I Couldn’t Say
Series: Promise in Prose #1
Author: Tessa Teevan
Photo Credit: Sara Eirew Photography
Cover Designer: Robin Harper at Wicked By Design
Release Date: Nov 22, 2015
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You know the old adage “if you love something, set it free?”
It’s the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard.
The dumbest thing I’ve ever done.
I loved her. I lost her. Hell, I let her go. And then spent five miserable years without her.
To cope with the loss, I put pen to paper and wrote her a love story, knowing when she was ready she’d hear the words I couldn’t say all those years ago.
Turned out, not only would she hear them, but when Hollywood came calling, I made sure she got the lead role. After all, no one else could portray the character whom she’d inspired.
Now she’s within arms’ reach and finally, she’ll know the truth in my heart.
Because that other cliché, “Actions speak louder than words?”
I’m going to prove it.
My words may have brought Ava Banks back into my life; I have to be enough to make her stay.
I knew life wasn’t that simple. It wasn’t that easy. It was messy and unforgiving, relentless in the hands it dealt. Just when you thought everything was perfect, the universe decided you didn’t deserve such happiness and then ruined it. My parents were an anomaly. Don’t get me wrong. I loved them, and knew how fortunate it was they’re still blissfully in love after all those years together. Grossly in love at times. The amount of PDA I’d witnessed in my own household would put the kids in my high school to shame. I never thought I’d have a love like theirs, though. I never thought I’d want it.
Because finding your soulmate in high school? That’s like waiting for lightning to strike in the same spot twice. In other words, it wasn’t going to happen for this girl, even if my life was paralleling theirs a little too close for comfort.
Tucker, my best friend and the boy next door since childhood, was always a little too close for comfort. Except he wasn’t too close. He was exactly where I wanted him to be. Or well. He had been until I pushed him away.
They say history is bound to repeat itself—I said no way. But, sometimes, you can’t fight nature. And the way he made—and still makes—me feel? It’s the most natural feeling in the world. It’s like home. Comfortable. Cozy. And I wanted to wrap myself up in it and bask in the warmth in my heart.
And then his parting words seeped back in.
“I’m not your dad, Ava. I’m not chasing you until you realize we’re meant to be together. If you choose to leave, you’re doing so knowing exactly what you’re giving up.”
And then I make the biggest mistake of my life.
I left.
Tucker was not my dad.
He let me.
Tucker hadn’t lied. He didn’t chase me. He didn’t call. He didn’t write. And when I returned home from college for winter or summer break that first year, he was nothing but a ghost. Even though I didn’t like to admit it, I spent long, lonely nights staring at his window, wishing, hoping, praying the light would turn on and I could gather up the courage to go over to see him.
It never did.
So I stopped going home.
Unfortunately, that didn’t halt the pain.
They say hindsight’s a bitch, but that’s an understatement. Hindsight is a never-ending agonizing torture, always burning under the surface, receding until you’re on the brink of healing, then flaring up to envelope you in flames all over again.
It was true. Over the course of the next five years, I went through a cycle. Anger (mostly at myself, a little at him). Melancholy riddled with rife loneliness. Determination, telling myself I’d get my shit together and get over the guy once and for all. But then something would happen to have the house of cards falling down all around me. I’d get a hint of his favorite aftershave, and I’d burst into tears, wishing the scent was due to him holding me in his arms, telling me everything was okay. Or I’d get drunk and go to my Ugly Girl Cry playlist, followed up by listening to Clarence Carter’s Strokin’ while simultaneously laughing my ass off and bawling my eyes out. Sometimes I’d begin with laughing, but within sixty seconds, I was crying, reminded of how ridiculous Tucker looked the first time he sang the song at karaoke—courtesy of my father, of course. Not only did I sound like a drowned cat; I had the appearance of one, too.
And then that was when it was the words. The reminder of how much Tucker was like my dad. How much I wanted to be like my mom. But unlike her, I was a coward.
So that was my cycle. Pain. Regret. Anger. Melancholy. Determination. Heartache.
Wash. Rinse. Repeat. For five long years. All the while wondering what he was doing, but never mustering up the courage to find out.
Yeah, I was a coward, indeed.
Tessa Teevan is a twenty-something book junkie who is also obsessed with sports. Bengals, Buckeyes, Reds are who she spends her time rooting for. She’s a research analyst by day, reads/writes by night, and is married to a guy 15 inches taller than her, making them quite the pair! They currently reside just outside of Dayton, OH with two adorably grumpy cats. 
If she’s not writing or scouring through tons of photos of hot men, all in the name of research, then you can probably find her curled up with her Kindle, ignoring the rest of the world. She loves her sports almost as much as she loves her books. Her other obsessions include red wine, hot men, rock music, and all things Corey Taylor. 
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Blog Tour: Four Letter Word by J. Daniels


Fate. Hate. Love. Lies.

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Sydney Paige was never so mortified to hear the words “wrong number” in her life. She meant to tell off the guy who broke her best friend’s heart, but unleashed her anger on a perfect stranger instead. And now her world is turned upside down by the captivating man who wants to keep her on the line.

Brian Savage is living a life he’s quickly come to hate-until Sydney’s wild rant has him hooked and hungry for more. Soon the sexy woman on the phone becomes the lover in his bed. But Brian has secrets, and the closer he lets Syd get, the harder it is to shield her from the devastating mistakes of his past . . .



The sun burned across a cloudless sky. I felt the intensity of it bake into the skin of my bare shoulders.

Waves crashed against the shore, some carrying surfers with them in the distance. A few feet ahead of me, a small child kicked a sand castle and giggled with his father.

I sat down on a step and slipped my sandals off.

The sand was warm underneath my feet as I dug my toes into it, staring out at the world in front of me. I rubbed a shell between my fingers as I watched a couple walk hand-in-hand toward the pier.

They looked happy. I tried to remember the last time Marcus held my hand, or even reached for it.

My chest burned when I couldn’t conjure up an image in my mind.

I looked down at the faint line marking my left ring finger. The token I was left with now that I no longer wore my ring. It was subtle, thanks to my naturally pale skin, but to me it stood out like embers glowing in the dark.

I hated it. I didn’t need a reminder of how I’d failed as a wife. Or how Marcus stopped seeing me as one.

Maybe I could coat my entire hand in sunblock except for that thin strip. Burn the memory away.

The idea seemed promising enough to consider.

From my back pocket, my cell beeped with an incoming message.

I wiped the tear from my cheek as I stood and palmed my phone, expecting to see Tori’s name lit up on my screen.

I froze on the step, my free hand on the railing as I stared curiously at the message and the number it was sent from.

Wild Girl. Eaten any innocent men alive today yet?

My lip twitched, the hint of a smile.

I sat back down, reading the message a second time as I remembered my conversation with this stranger yesterday.

My accidental verbal beat-down.

Jesus. I really let him have it.

I couldn’t think of the last time I was that embarrassed.

I told the guy to remove a dildo from his mouth, for Christ sakes.

All in all, whoever this was seemed to be a good sport about it. He could’ve laid into me and cussed me out. Made me feel even more like a complete shit for dialing the wrong number and not confirming the identity of my intended victim before I tore into him like he owed me money.

He was more than decent about the whole thing. Easily forgiving.

And now he was messaging me out of nowhere and striking up conversation.


He wanted to talk to me.


I tapped my thumb on the edge of the phone case, then hovered over the letters of my keypad as I stared at the message.

Did I even want to talk to this guy anymore? Wasn’t this weird? We didn’t know each other. Our encounter was a mistake. A one-time mishap, never to be repeated.



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Daniels is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the Sweet Addiction series, the Alabama Summer series, and the upcoming Dirty Deeds series.

She would rather bake than cook, she listens to music entirely too loud, and loves writing stories her children will never read. Her husband and children are her greatest loves, with cupcakes coming in at a close second.

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It’s a Cover Reveal: See Through Heart by Amie Knight



Title: See Through Heart
Author: Amie Knight
Genre: New Adult
Cover Design: By Hang Le
Release Date: November 7, 2016
Ainsley came into my life in a flurry of vibrant colors, lighting my world up when all seemed lost.

It wasn’t our quiet nights by the creek or stolen kisses surrounded by a sea of cotton that saved me.

It was her.

She was my comfort when life threw one ugly tragedy after another at me.

Until she dealt me the greatest blow.

Now, abandonment, betrayal, and death darken every corner of my life. Anger and hurt burn bright where love and trust once lived.

But, now, she’s back. Sure, she’s changed, but I see through it—straight to her heart.


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Amie Knight has been a reader for as long as she could remember and a romance lover since she could get her hands on her momma’s books. A dedicated wife and mother with a love of music and makeup, you will never see her leave the house without her eyebrows and eyelashes done just right. When she isn’t reading and writing you can catch her jamming out in the car with her two kids to 90’s R&B, Country and Showtunes. Amie draws inspiration from her childhood in Columbia, South Carolina and can’t imagine living anywhere other than the South.

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