Friday, May 22, 2015

Beyond the Cut by Sarah Castille - Excerpt Reveal


BEYOND THE CUT
by SARAH CASTILLE

SHE’S HOLDING ON TIGHT.
As a teen, Dawn ran from a life on the streets straight into the arms of Jimmy “Mad Dog” Sanchez, a biker who promised to be her knight in shining armor. But his love was just another cage. Years later, Dawn’s former life still has its hooks in her and she’ll do whatever it takes to break free. When Cade “Ryder” O’Connor, a member of a rival club, makes her an offer, Dawn finds herself in a different, hotter kind of trouble with one irresistible Sinner…

WILL HE GIVE HER THE RIDE OF HER LIFE?
Cade is an outlaw biker with allegiance to one thing and one thing only: The Sinner’s Tribe Motorcycle Club. But when it comes to the stunningly sexy, fiercely independent Dawn Delgado, Cade finds himselfhungrier for more. Trouble is on Dawn’s heels and he wants to be the answer to her prayers, whether she wants him to be or not. What can’t be denied is the red-hot attraction between them. However, as they fall deeper, the danger rises and Cade may have to sacrifice it all…

See where it all began with book 1 of the Sinner’s Tribe series, Rough Justice.

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New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author, Sarah Castille, writes contemporary erotic romance and romantic suspense featuring blazingly hot alpha heroes and the women who tame them. A recovering lawyer and caffeine addict, she worked and traveled abroad before trading her briefcase and stilettos for a handful of magic beans and a home near the Canadian Rockies.
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As a special gift, readers who have pre-ordered BEYOND THE CUT (Sinner's Tribe Motorcycle Club #2), will receive an exclusive Pre-Order Bonus Scene that was cut from the final version of the book. The Pre-Order Bonus Scene is open internationally, through any vendor. All you have to do is fill out the form below between now and Midnight June 1, 2015 EST with the required information and you will receive the bonus scene after June 2nd.




Excerpt:

“I’m not injured everywhere.” The deep rumble of his voice made her skin tingle.
“Seriously?” Dawn swallowed hard as her hands followed the shirt up his torso, her fingers brushing over heated skin and hard muscle. God, he was magnificent, all taut pecs and rippling abs. Even the bruises couldn’t mar the perfection of his body. “How can you be thinking of sex at a time like this?”
His voice dropped, husky and low. “’Cause you’re standin’ between my legs wearing a tiny pair of shorts that only cover the top of your ass cheeks, and a damn tight top that doesn’t hide what you’re thinking.” He leaned forward in the chair, so close she could feel his breath on her skin. “And nothing underneath.”
Dawn’s breath hitched and her blood heated, thundered through her veins. Until this moment, focused on Cade’s injuries, her attire had been totally irrelevant. “How do you know I have nothing underneath?”
Cade traced lazy circles up the sensitive skin of her inner thigh, pausing at edge of her cotton PJ shorts. Dawn stilled as her brain clouded with desire. It was always this way with Cade: A chemistry so potent she was surprised they didn’t combust.
“Let’s see.” He slid his finger inside her shorts and stroked along the sensitive crease at the top of her thigh, sending a zing of electricity straight to her core.
Hmmm. Can’t tell. Spread for me, baby. Let me in.”
Her face flushed. God, the things he said did all the wrong things to the right parts of her body. “Cade . . . this isn’t the time. You’re hurt. Let me look after you.”
He grabbed her hips, pulling her so close she could feel his heat through her clothes. Dawn breathed in his scent of blood and grass, mixed with heady aroma of leather and manly musk, and a delicious shiver ran up her spine.
“You are taking care of me,” he said. “Man gets in a fight. Hurts all over. He wants to feel good. He wants something to make him forget the pain. And you—all soft and sexy and smellin’ like flowers—will do the trick.”
“I thought you came here for help.” Dawn made a token effort at resistance and raised an eyebrow. “I didn’t realize it was a booty call.”
“You got the nicest booty I ever seen.” Cade slid a hand down her hip, and then gave her ass a squeeze. Before she could move away, his finger was inside her shorts, stroking over the bare skin of her folds. She gasped as moisture flooded her sex, and her nipples tightened beneath her thin cotton tank. Had she really thought things would be different from every other time they’d been together?
“Naughty girl,” he whispered. “You go to bed without your panties and someone might take advantage.”


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Exposed by Tracy Wolff - Virtual Tour



Exposed
Ethan Frost # 3
By: Tracy Wolff
Releasing May 5th, 2015
Loveswept 



Ethan Frost, the irresistible leading man from the New York Times bestsellers Ruined and Addicted, returns once again in Exposed—a novel that’s perfect for fans of J. Kenner and Sylvia Day.

Will Ethan Frost go too far for the woman he loves?

The moment Chloe Girard walked into my life, she exposed secrets and emotions I always thought were best kept buried.

She wants to move on, to ignore the past. But I can’t do that. Not when she still suffers. And not when the man who hurt her remains unscathed. So when I discover the perfect opportunity to make him pay for what he did to Chloe, I can’t walk away, no matter the consequences.

But there’s a fine line between justice and obsession. As I turn up old crimes and new lies, I know that I’m playing with fire—and risking the very foundations of our relationship.

My love for Chloe is absolute. I just hope it’s enough to save us both.



After several long minutes, my heartbeat finally returns to normal. I pull out slowly, rolling Chloe over so that she’s cuddled into my chest and I can feel her breath against my neck, her heart beating against my own.

“I love you,” she says, her lips moving drowsily against my sweat-slicked skin.

“I love you, too.”

It’s a vow on my part as much as it is a declaration. Because loving her has never been the problem. I’ve loved her almost from the beginning—I started falling the minute she refused to drink the blueberry smoothie I made her and by the time she’d returned the Vitamix I’d bought her for the second time, I was all in.
Yes, loving her is easy. But keeping her—that’s something else entirely. I’ve already fucked things up with her, twice. I lied to her, tried to break up with her, hurt her over and over again when all I’ve really wanted to do is protect her.
I don’t know how one man can fuck up as badly—and as many times—as I have. And yet, by some miracle, she’s still here. In my arms. In my bed. Though, technically, we’re in her bed at the moment.

That’s something else I intend to change as soon as possible. Not that I have anything against Chloe’s room—or her roommate. But I need her with me, in my space. I need her in my house, her stuff cluttering up my dresser, her shoes tripping me on the way to the bathroom, her sexy-sweet scent hanging in the corners of every room I enter.

I need her things mingled with mine, need her life mingled with mine.
Because no matter how much I’ve fucked up, no matter how many mistakes I’ve made, I can’t let her go. I won’t let her go. Not now. Not ever. We’re tied together, our lives twisted and tangled together long before we had a clue what we would mean to each other. I wouldn’t have chosen our past, how we started out. But it exists. It’s real, and it’s something we’re both going to have to live with—for better or worse.

That’s the nightmare. That one day she won’t be able to live with what Brandon did to her. With the part I played in keeping him safe because I didn’t know better. Because I was blind.

But that’s a future I hope will never happen—a future I’m determined to never let happen. Right now, in the present, she’s still here. Still in my arms. Still willing to give me—to give us—a chance to get this right.
It’s more than I deserve, but I’m taking it.

I stroke her back, murmur nonsense words in her ear as Chloe snuggles close to me. Her breathing evens out and she’s asleep again within minutes. She’s exhausted, the toll of the last few weeks—the last few months—impossible to ignore. For both of us.

I close my eyes, try to follow, but my mind is too crowded to allow any kind of sleep to creep in. Chloe’s words from earlier chase themselves around inside my head—and there’s a part of me knows that she’s right. That knows I’ll be messing with all kinds of old wounds if I keep pursuing this. Opening them up, making them bleed. Making her bleed.

Hurting her any more than she’s already been hurt is the last thing I want to do.
But as I lay here staring at the ceiling, I can’t stop thinking about my brother. About the fact that he hurt her when she was young and defenseless. About the way he continues to hurt her even now.

I flash back to the way he looked at her in my driveway that day when the whole world came crashing down around our ears for the first time. So smug, so satisfied, so convinced of his own invincibility. The nondisclosure agreement—agreements, I remind myself, thinking back to the call I just took—make him untouchable and he knows it. More, he revels in it.

I’m not okay with that. I’m not okay with any of it. Not what he did to Chloe and those other women. Not how he got away with all of it. And most definitely, not how he’s planning to run for Congress and beyond, building a life for himself making laws that he feels absolutely no compunction to follow.
None of that is okay.

Chloe might be strong enough to live with the past—and a future where Brandon never pays for his crimes. But I’m not. And I never will be.


Goodreads Link: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/23308203-exposed

Goodreads series link: https://www.goodreads.com/series/117437-ethan-frost


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Author Info


Tracy Wolff collects books, English degrees and lipsticks and has been known to forget where—and sometimes who—she is when immersed in a great novel. At six she wrote her first short story—something with a rainbow and a prince—and at seven she forayed into the wonderful world of girls lit with her first Judy Blume novel. By ten she’d read everything in the young adult and classics sections of her local bookstore, so in desperation her mom started her on romance novels. And from the first page of the first book, Tracy knew she’d found her life-long love. Now an English professor at her local community college, she writes romances that run the gamut from contemporary to paranormal to erotic suspense.

Author Links:  Website |Facebook | Twitter | Goodreads


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Unspoken Temptation by Gabbie S. Duran - Blog Tour


UNSPOKEN TEMPTATION
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: May 11, 2015
  



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She’s a temptation he can’t resist 
Trey Johnson is far from ready to be tied down to a single girl. His carefree, no rules lifestyle is as perfect as it can be. That is, until he meets a girl who captivates his attention by resisting his playful charms. 

She’s the one girl he isn’t allowed to touch 
Victoria Montgomery’s prim and proper upbringing was designed to prepare her for life as the perfect daughter to the future president.  When she meets the one guy her father has always warned her to stay away from, she can no longer live by their rules. 

Are they strong enough to resist their attraction, or will they surrender to their unspoken temptation?











“Princess, you’re not helping with my hard-on.” I’m already pulling into my driveway when I say it. Thank God. I don’t know how I would react if she were to speak anymore dirty thoughts while I was on the road. Killing the engine, the phone call still continues. 
I can hear her heavy breathing as she asks, “Were you serious about reminding me about that night?” 
Now I’m the one practically panting. 
“Yes.” 
“Then remind me.” 
Swallowing deep, I contemplate whether to take her offer or not. 
“I can’t truly do it with the distance we have between us,” I say as I remember she’s in Seattle and I’m now back in Portland. Hector is telling me to start the engine and speed over to her, but my mind is the only coherent one at the moment, informing me it would be a waste of time. I have to take advantage of what I have: her voice. 
I can hear her disappointed sigh. 
Closing my eyes, I remember every detail of the night. 
“Every inch of your body felt like silk,” I huskily tell her. “I couldn’t get enough of touching you. I still dream about it to this day.” She rewards me with a moan that echoes throughout the car. 
“Your kisses tasted of the champagne you drank that night. I’ve never liked the taste of champagne until I kissed you. You make me crave it.”
Hector is straining to be let out at this point. Reaching down, I try to shift him in my pants, but it makes it worse as my hand makes contact and she lets out another moan. 
“Why did I leave?” she complains. 
It’s the bucket of cold water I needed to remind me of how she marched out of my life the next morning. 
“Why did you leave?” I ask, wanting clarification myself. 
“Because it shouldn’t have happened.” Another cold bucket of water returning me to reality. 
“I think I better let you go,” I regretfully inform her. 
“What if I don’t want to let you go?”
The admission has me stiffening in my seat. 
“Let me ask you something, Victoria.” 
“What happened to princess?” 
Ignoring her question, I get to the point. “Why did you really call me tonight?” 
I receive silence for a couple of seconds. 
“I don’t know,” she admits. 
“Then I think it’s best I let you go. Goodnight, Victoria.” Pushing the button on the screen, I end the phone call.
The satellite radio returns to playing music, and ironically it’s playing “Am I Wrong.” 
I don’t receive another phone call immediately after hanging up on her as I did earlier, which is for the best. I already know I shouldn’t be playing with fire, and she is the flame of desire. But I’ve learned from my first mistake with her: Never mess with an intoxicated girl; it will lead to regret. 
Maybe she’s right. There shouldn’t be anything occurring between us. I’ve always told myself I wouldn’t be pathetic enough to fall prey to being trapped and her actions in the past are a clear reminder of why I kept telling myself I wouldn’t. She isn’t the first girl who has given me a reason to harden my heart, nor will she be the last, because there is no fucking way I will ever let a girl tie me down. 
Or have I already done so? 
Because since the day I met her, she’s all I can ever think of.
Closing my eyes and throwing my head on the headrest, I let out a heavy sigh, thinking of her as I’ve done for hours. I don’t know what the hell I got myself into, but there is no one who will ever compare to her. I was stupid enough to think they could. She’s champagne when all I ever drink is beer, far beyond what I’m allowed to have.


Reckless - A Rescue Squad Novel by Kimberly Kincaid - Cover Reveal

Tasty Book Tours is THRILLED to Reveal the cover for Book One in the upcoming Rescue Squad Series by Kimberly Kincaid.....RECKLESS




RECKLESS
Rescue Squad #1
Kimberly Kincaid
Releasing Jan 26th, 2016
Zebra, Kensington Books



SOMEONE’S BOUND TO GET BURNED…

Zoe Westin may be a fire captain’s daughter, but feeding the people in her hometown of Fairview is her number one priority. Running a soup kitchen is also the perfect way to prove to her dad that helping people doesn’t always mean risking life and limb. But when she's saddled with a gorgeous firefighter doing community service after yet another daredevil stunt, the kitchen has never been so hot.

Alex Donovan thrives on adrenaline, and stirring a pot of soup doesn’t exactly qualify. He’s not an expert at following the rules either, not even when they come from the stubborn, sexy daughter of the man who's not only his boss, but his mentor. Determined to show Zoe that not every risk ends in catastrophe, Alex challenges her both in the kitchen and out. One reckless step leads to another, but will falling for each other be a risk worth taking, or will it just get them burned?

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Kimberly is releasing JUST ONE TASTE, A Pine Mountain Novella on May 26th, 2015. Kensington Books is offering a fun exclusive deleted scene to anyone who pre-orders the novella!  Just sign up herehttp://sites.kensingtonbooks.com/justonetaste/and you will be emailed the deleted scene from JUST ONE TASTE!


A little home improvement can go a long way…

Jesse Oliver was a medic in Afghanistan, but back home in Pine Mountain he’s happy to switch gears as the Double Shot bar’s new sous chef. When his apartment floods and his old Army buddy offers the family’s dilapidated lake house as temporary quarters, Jesse thinks a little remodeling on the creaky duplex sounds like a fair return favor. That’s before he sets eyes on the gorgeous woman moving into the other side of the cabin—and discovers she’s his buddy’s kid sister, a.k.a totally off limits.

Kat McMarrin has fought hard for her space, and she’s not too interested in sharing it. Of course, her job as a physical therapist means she won’t see much of
Jesse, even if he’s a few thin floorboards away—unless she seeks him out. And
with his sculpted body and slow-burn gaze, she might be tempted. Maybe the
fixer-upper projects she has planned for the cabin will keep her mind off him.
Or maybe her instincts to strip the place down will get out of hand…

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Kimberly Kincaid writes contemporary romance that splits the difference between sexy and sweet. When she's not sitting cross legged in an ancient desk chair known as “The Pleather Bomber,” she can be found practicing obscene amounts of yoga, whipping up anything from enchiladas to ├ęclairs in her kitchen, or curled up with her nose in a book. Kimberly is a 2011 RWA Golden Heart® finalist who lives (and writes!) by the mantra that food is love. She resides in northern Virginia with her wildly patient husband and their three daughters.



Shuttergirl by CD REISS Release Blitz



Are you ready for a different kind of love story? 
Meet Michael & Laine in this Hollywood themed second chance romance by CD Reiss!

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Blurb

ONE movie star on the cusp of greatness
ONE broken girl who touched him
TEN years to forget her
A MILLION stories in Hollywood


I am not hurt.


I don’t need a second chance with him, or a life I thought I had.



While he was out forgetting me to become a movie star, I was building a career out of nothing. A career as a paparazzi, but a career. For a foster kid who bounced around every home in Los Angeles, that wasn’t easy. 



This camera is all I have.



He’s nothing to me. Every time I take his picture and sell it, I remind myself that I did it all without him or his approval, his cinnamon smell or his clear green eyes. He lights up the screen like a celestial body, but he’s nothing but a paycheck to me. 


He can throw my camera off a balcony, and nothing has to change. We can stay king and queen of the same city, and different worlds.

Except this is Hollywood, and here, anything can happen.




I stroked his hair, waist deep in peace, all worry gone for the moment, and floating in no more than an ocean of gratitude. I must have been more vulnerable than I realized, or he’d reopened some wound with his kindness, because though my sweet reverie stayed, as the minutes passed, a layer of need fitted itself on top of it.


I needed to tell him, if not the details, the outlines of who I was.

“I want you to know,” I whispered, starting somewhere small, then everything I didn’t want to say spilled out. “I have stuff. I’ve never been to jail, but you know, it’s stuff, and it’s ugly, and it scares me. Because, I mean, you’re so perfect, and I’m… I’m just a mess. I’m not whole. I’m a bunch of pieces of a person I cobbled together.” My eyes got wet when I thought of the comparisons between us and that picture in my silverware drawer. “So if you have to move on when you realize that, I’ll understand. You have an image, and if anyone understands protecting a career, it’s me. I mean, I’ll be mad, don’t get that wrong, but also.” I swallowed and blinked, shifting my head so he wouldn’t feel the tear on his forehead. “I won’t blame you.”

I waited for an answer. Anything. A change in position or a word on any subject. The weather. Sports. Something. But all he did was breathe.
I smiled so wide, tears fell into my mouth. He was sleeping.





CD Reiss is a USA Today and Amazon bestseller. She still has to chop wood and carry water, which was buried in the fine print. Her lawyer is working it out with God, but in the meantime, if you call and she doesn’t pick up, she’s at the well, hauling buckets.
Born in New York City, she moved to Hollywood, California to get her master’s degree in screenwriting from USC. In case you want to know, that went nowhere, but it did embed TV story structure in her head well enough for her to take a big risk on a TV series structured erotic series called Songs of Submission. It’s about a kinky billionaire hung up on his ex-wife, an ingenue singer with a wisecracking mouth; art, music and sin in the city of Los Angeles.
Critics have dubbed the books “poetic,” “literary,” and “hauntingly atmospheric,” which is flattering enough for her to put it in a bio, but embarrassing enough for her not to tell her husband, or he might think she’s some sort of braggart who’s too good to give the toilets a once-over every couple of weeks or chop a cord of wood.
If you meet her in person, you should call her Christine.

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GIVEAWAY & NOTE FROM AUTHOR
I am so happy with the response to Shuttergirl, and I cannot wait to send Michael and Laine out into the world, because who doesn’t swoon over a second chance at love?
 
It’s a new genre for me, and I’m exploding with excitement, so I’ve dropped some fantastic reasons for readers to get the book right away.
 
TREAT YOURSELF LIKE A MOVIE STAR!
$500 Spa Gift Card
 
If you could get an hour, or ten away from the daily grind of paparazzi and interviews (or the job and kids), what would you do?
 
Get a foot rub/slash/pedicure? A massage? Maybe something called a Sleep Treatment that right now sounds better than sex?
 
Maybe you’d bring a friend or two, or maybe you’d just get a manipedi when you wanted one. Because the life of a megastar ain’t for the weak-willed or lazy, and running from paparazzi can really wear down a girl’s nails.
 
Woodhouse Spas are no joke. They’re all over the country and they’re.sigh. Fabulous. But if you don’t live near one, we can do Burke Williams, Halcyon Days or Red Door.
 
HOW TO ENTER
Take the fun SHUTTERGIRL READER QUIZ!
The link to the quiz is in the back of the book, and yes, that’s the ONLY place to find it! There are bonus questions relating to Jonathan and Antonio for extra prizes. You have until June 3rd to enter! That gives you a solid two weeks to read the book and get your chance at a $500 movie star spa treatment!
 
If you are a paperback reader, email me and we’ll work it out.