Friday, October 16, 2015

Blog Tour: Enough by Dawn L. Chiletz

Title: Enough: A Novel
Author: Dawn L. Chiletz
Genre: Contemporary Inspirational Romance
Release Date: October 11, 2015 




My name is Everly. I’m a stay-at-home mom of two beautiful kids. I have a husband who provides for our family, but I don’t think he loves me anymore. Inside I die a little every day.

I am not enough. Not enough of a mother, a wife, a friend, a woman… I’m not enough to get you to stay, to love me or to accept me. There’s a battle I’m fighting. It’s a battle within myself.

I’m a fixer; I help others. I try to make everyone around me happy and whole, yet I haven’t figured out a way to fix myself.

When time and circumstances push me to my breaking point, I’m forced to take a hard look at what I’ve become. A failed marriage, a failed attempt at a career, and a failed attempt at being a mother. I’m not enough to hold any of it.

This is my story. It’s about trying to figure out how to be happy with who I am, how to love myself again, and how to allow others to love me. When a second chance at love is standing in front of me, will I be able to see anything more than my broken reflection in his eyes? Will I be able to rebuild and reinvent myself when everything falls apart? Can I find the love I truly deserve?

Will I ever be enough?

“This story is very well written, and I feel a must read for anyone who might be in a bad relationship or feeling they are inadequate. I love the message of the story, YOU ARE ENOUGH. never doubt yourself, you are stronger than you think.” ~ The Book Sirens
“If I could give this more than 5 Stars, I would. This book, I have no words to describe how much I loved this book. This book is raw, it is bone chilling, it is heartbreaking and this book makes you think. But then it is sexy, heartwarming, exciting, and the journey of one women discovering that she is Enough is simply beautiful.” ~ A Beautiful Book Blog

“Mom, where are my soccer cleats?” Marlow yells from her room.

“I think I saw them by the dog’s bed in the family room.”

Marlow thuds down the hall then rounds the corner into the kitchen. “Can you untie my shorts?” she asks.

I put the lid back on the roast and close the oven door before I bend down and sigh in frustration. “Did you make this knot?” 

“Yes,” she responds. “I didn’t want them to fall down when I was running, but now I have to pee and I can’t get them off.”

I attempt to dig my nail into the fabric, but there’s no nail there to use. My nail-biting habit is out of control again.

“Mom!” I hear Kale scream from upstairs.

“Kale, if you want to talk to me, come down the stairs and speak in a normal voice.” 

“I don’t want to come downstairs. I just wanted you to know that Marlow left her stinky socks on the bathroom floor.”

I sigh at Marlow as she dances from place to place. “I really have to pee, Mom,” she whispers in fear.

“Why did you leave your socks on the bathroom floor?” I ask as I manage to make a small dent in the fabric. 

“They were wet.”

“Why were they wet?”

“Roscoe peed in the hall and I stepped in it.”

I stop what I’m doing and stare at my six-year-old daughter. 

“What?” she asks with her hands in the air.

The timer on the oven sounds, letting me know the roast is ready.

“Mom!” Kale hollers. “Roscoe peed in the hall again.”

“Then clean it up!” I shout back in irritation.

“Eww… no way!” he responds.

The timer continues to beep when the phone rings. I stand and pull Marlow toward it. I hit answer and place it on my shoulder before bending down to return to the knot from hell. She’d make a great sailor. 


“Did you pay the credit card bill this month?”

“Well hi, Mike,” I respond. “I’m fine, how are you?”

“Shit, Everly, just answer the damn question.”

I sigh. “Yes, I paid it.”

“Are you sure? Because I still have a balance and I told you to pay it off.”

“Mom!” Kale yells from upstairs.

“I did pay it. I called it in a week ago.” 

“Mom?” Kale shouts again.

Marlow continues to dance in front of me as I finally free her from her binds and she rushes toward the bathroom. 

I stand and turn off the annoying timer.

“What’s the confirmation number?” Mike asks.

“I don’t know, Mike. I’m kinda busy right now.”

He chuckles into the phone. “You have no idea what it means to be busy. You should see my desk right now.”

I pierce my lip with my tooth and begin to form the f to my favorite word when Kale charges down the stairs. I stop myself on the consonant.

“Didn’t you hear me, Mom? I called you like a hundred times!”

“Must be nice to sit around all day while I work and claim you’re too busy to get a simple number for me.”

“Mom!” Marlow cries out. “There’s no toilet paper!”

“Mom, why are you ignoring me?” Kale asks as he pulls on my shirt.

I take a deep breath and attempt to prioritize. Asshat husband wants check number... I stare at the phone for a second as he asks “Hello?” in his annoying voice to gain my attention. I end the call. Check.

Screaming Kale has something urgent to ask. “Yes, Kale. What do you need?”

“I forgot I need to bring cookies to karate tonight.”

I close my eyes to stop myself from asking why he didn’t tell me this morning so I could have picked some up from the store. I open the pantry and grab a bag of Oreos. “Done,” I tell him.

“Those are open!” he states in utter disbelief.

I glance into the package. There are only a few missing. I’m pretty sure I ate them in the car on the way home from the store. “It’ll be fine,” I assure him. Check. He mumbles something under his breath as he makes his way back up the stairs. I’m too tired to ask him what he said.

“Mom… toilet paper?” 

I hurry into the laundry room and grab the new pack, pulling off the plastic wrap. I knock on the door before I open it slightly to her shriek of horror. “I’m in here!” she yells. “Privacy!”

I roll the paper to her and close the door. Check.

No more screaming. No more angry husband. All butts are accounted for. I lean against the wall and sigh as the fire alarm blares into my ears. I turn and see smoke coming from the stove.

“Should I call 911?” Kale screams from upstairs.

“What? No, Kale! Everything’s fine!” I open the oven and take out the burning roast, waving the smoke and opening a window.

“What?” he yells over the deafening sound. 

I wave my towel in the air under the smoke alarm in the hall.

“Should I exit the house from the window up here like we practiced in the fire drill?” Kale asks in a panic.

“Kale, for Christ’s sake, there’s no fire!”

“There’s a fire?” he screams.

I hustle back into the kitchen and wave the smoke toward the open window. The blaring stops and I take a calming breath, staring at the crispy roast for a moment. In the distance, I hear sirens. They seem to be getting closer. I silently pray it’s the hospital coming to take me away.

Dawn L. Chiletz is the author of The Contest and Waiting to Lose. She currently resides in Illinois with her husband, two boys, and two dogs. When she's not binge writing or reading, Dawn drinks large amounts of coffee and checks Facebook instead of doing laundry.


Release Blitz: Fireworks for Four by Kristi Hancock

Fireworks for Four Release Week Celebration!

FIREWORKS FOR FOUR by Kristi Hancock is an explosive and fiery story of dominance, submission, breaking boundaries, and letting go for just one night. What happens when you’re a young, sexy dancer and you find yourself the object of desire—not just for one man…but three? Well, you light the damn match and see how hot it burns. If you thought WICKED BAD and TRULY SCRUMPTOUS by R.G. Alexander sizzled, then FIREWORKS FOR FOUR will set your sky on fire!

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October 12th 
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October 13th 
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October 14th
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October 15th
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About Fireworks for Four

Title: Fireworks for Four
Author: Kristi Hancock
Series: Sweet Tooth #2
Genre: Erotic Romance
Release Date: October 12th, 2015
Publisher: Liquid Silver Books
Print Length: 30K
Format: Digital
Digital ISBN: 978-1-62210-243-3


Kick the new year off with a bang!

With few friends and no support from family, ballerina-in-training Caroline Holder pays her bills by working as a nude model. Her financial survival depends on it.

Craig Bishop is a workaholic who achieves his goals because of his tunnel vision when it comes to the things he’s passionate about, which has only been his work—until now. When he sees the beautiful model in body paint at his annual New Year’s Eve Party, it’s love at first sight. Irrepressible feelings for the stranger disrupt his autopilot relationship with his girlfriend, leaving him with the untenable choice of dumping her on the holiday or hiding the most powerful emotional response he’s ever known. Not to mention the new object of his affections has caught the eye of his two friends as well. As he grapples with his own growing desire for the nameless model and her surprising desire to be shared, a Dominant side he never knew he had emerges.

Caroline prides herself on her professionalism, including not talking to clients. She can live out her ultimate sexual fantasy, but only if she breaks the rules. Is one night with three sexy strangers worth the risk?

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Excerpt from Fireworks for Four:

“Do you want to test me? To wrap your hands around my prick and see just how hard it is. For you? You want it almost as much as I do, judging by your fists.”
Caroline started quietly panting. She was losing control of her body yet all he was doing was talking to her. In a public room where anyone could hear. Her pussy clenched, and she whispered, “Yes.”
“I know what you want. I know how to give it to you, how to make it happen for you. I can give you what you want tonight. Do you want it?”
She stammered, “I…I don’t know. I’ve never…”
Gabe ran a finger up the seam of her ass. “Never what? Never been fucked here? Are you curious? What else do you want?”
She issued a little moan, too embarrassed to speak but too overcome to remain silent. “Ah, I think I’ve figured it out now. He’s done something to your clit.” He reached his hand around to stroke the front of her thong. “Not a nipple extender. Highly effective but it might show through your costume. But some gel, something with an edge, eucalyptus or capsaicin maybe.”
When she dropped her head back, he removed his hand, letting it hover over the small panties.
“Yes, Caroline, I know what Craig did to you. And Tate knows, doesn’t he? I’ve seen the way he’s watched you tonight, prowling behind you, looking for an opportunity to pounce. Was he there? Did he help?”
Caroline nodded.
“Oh, yeah, baby. You liked it. You like him, too, don’t you? But you don’t know what to do about it. Have you ever had a ménage?”
His head was over her shoulder, his face next to hers as she gave her head a slow shake.
“Would you like to have one?”
The crowd in front of them started the one minute countdown to midnight.
She couldn’t hide her excitement at the prospect of a temporary physical connection with them. “I…I don’t know.”
“Think about it, sweetheart, and think hard. It’s New Year’s Eve. A time for new beginnings. The clock is about to strike twelve, but you’re no Cinderella. You can stay until dawn, if you like. I think you know that’s what we would like. Don’t you?”
Ten, nine, eight…
“You do? All three of you? You would share me?”
Seven, six, five…
“Craig might be a little jealous to begin with, but only until he sees how much satisfaction we can give you together.”
Four, three, two…
“One mouth on each of your beautiful rich breasts, sucking and biting. One mouth on your crotch, licking you from ass to clit.”
One, Happy New Year!

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About Kristi Hancock:

Kristi Hancock became an author of erotica and erotic romance when the characters in her dirty mind demanded to come to life. Creating worlds ranging from the music underground of Seattle to the hot spots of colorful Key West to the vibrant streets of New York City (and the hotel rooms above them), she leads heroes and heroines through intense sexual experiences that transform them into stronger and more confident people. Her racy stories are guaranteed to make you randy. 

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Blog Tour: Darker the Release by Claire Kent

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Revenge Saga Book Two
Claire Kent
Releasing Oct 6th, 2015

Today bestselling author Claire Kent continues her emotionally charged story of longing, betrayal, and insatiable desire as two lovers find themselves in a deadly standoff of seduction.

Kelly Watson got involved with mogul Caleb Marshall for all the wrong reasons: namely, to prove that he murdered her father twenty years ago. But Caleb is hotter than hell, the sex is mind-blowing, and Kelly’s afraid that she’s falling for him despite her chilling suspicions. Now, the more time she spends in his arms, the more she risks betraying her identity and losing her heart. The only way out is to discover the truth before Caleb figures out who she really is.

Caleb’s feelings for Kelly are taking him into uncharted territory, replacing his weakness for call girls and one-night stands with a hunger for something real. Still, the ruthless businessman in him can’t resist looking into Kelly’s background. When his investigation suggests that he’s not the only one with something to hide, Caleb is forced to decide if he can trust someone who’s been telling him lies. For the first time, Caleb understands how intimacy can be so tempting—and, in the wrong hands, so

Darker the Release is intended for mature audiences.

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Kelly Watson was getting annoyed because Caleb wouldn’t hang up the phone.
She’d come over to his big estate outside DC for the weekend. She wasn’t living with him all the time anymore—the way she had in the beginning—but she’d spent the last three weekends with him. Now it was Friday at almost seven in the evening, and he was still on a work call.
He was also wearing nothing but a towel around his waist.
Caleb Marshall was the CEO of Vendella and Co., a high-powered pharmaceutical company. He didn’t have the luxury of working only on weekdays. She didn’t expect him not to work—or not to take calls on any day or at any hour they came in.
But still, they were scheduled to leave for a black-tie event in ten minutes. The cocktail party was his thing—since she was a pet portrait artist and wasn’t in the habit of attending formal events of any kind. It was only because of him that she was going to this party at all. She’d gotten out of the shower, dried her hair, and done her makeup in the bathroom, and she’d expected him to be dressed when she reentered his bedroom.
But he was sitting in a leather chair near the window, talking on the phone, naked except for the towel.
And he didn’t even appear aware of her presence.
It worried her.
They were supposed to be in a real relationship. They’d never said the words “I love you.” Given both of their pasts as commitment-phobes, that would have been far beyond the comfort zone for either of them. But they’d admitted that the feelings between them were real, and they’d agreed to try to make the relationship work.
He was supposed to care about her, be totally into her, feel for her more than he’d ever felt for anyone else. That was what he’d said, at least.
Which was why it was concerning that he hadn’t noticed that she’d walked into the bedroom wearing nothing but her underwear. He hadn’t even glanced over at her.
Caleb wasn’t just her boyfriend. He might have killed her father. And the only way she could ever find out the truth was to get him to trust her completely, let down his guard, and allow her access to the information she needed so she could find concrete evidence about who had arranged her father’s murder. And she only had a limited amount of time to accomplish all this in the month or so her mother had left to live.
If Caleb was losing his interest in her, if she wasn’t as attractive to him as she used to be, then she could never do what she needed to do.
So she felt distracted and out of sorts as she walked over to the dresser and looked in the mirror.
Her makeup was good—setting off her blue eyes, high cheekbones, fair skin, and full lips—and her long, dark gold hair was pulled up into an elegant twist. Her bra and panties were a sexy black lace—much more expensive than she’d ever bought for herself before she’d met Caleb.
In the past, she’d only ever had one-night stands. There was no man in the world whom she’d known as deeply and intimately as Caleb. No man who could turn her on as much. No man she’d invested nearly as much in as him.
No man she’d hated as much.
It was the bitter irony of her life—to live torn apart like this until she could finally find the truth, finally find closure, finally heal. If such a thing was even possible.
But all of it would be futile if his interest was waning.
He was talking about some sort of marketing campaign on the phone. She heard the words, but they were of no interest. It didn’t sound like an emergency, though, so it was definitely time for him to hang up the phone.
With that same flutter of anxiety and uncertainty, she grabbed a tube of lotion from the bag she’d brought over for the weekend and squeezed some out on her palm.
Then she walked over so she was directly in Caleb’s line of sight, sat down on the edge of the bed, and started to rub the lotion onto one of her legs.
Her body was pretty decent, with long legs and good breasts. Caleb had always seemed to really like it before. Might as well use it to her advantage.
She massaged the lotion in slowly, extending her leg in a way she hoped was sexy.
With a clench of pleased satisfaction, she noticed from the corner of her eye that Caleb’s eyes had shifted over to her.
He was still talking, but at least now he was watching her.
She took her time rubbing the lotion on her other leg as well, and then she stood up and started applying it to her arms and shoulders in turn.
He was definitely focused on her now. His brown eyes had taken on a familiar heat—albeit still distracted by his conversation—and his gaze didn’t leave her body.
Making sure to act unaware, she walked over to the closet to get a dress. She’d brought two possibilities with her for this evening, since she hadn’t been sure which she should wear. Inspired, she grabbed the one she’d already decided against.
She returned to his line of sight to slowly, sensually pull the dress on, letting the soft fabric cling to her body.
It was a blue that matched her eyes, and she studied herself in the mirror, turning around and pretending to be evaluating the effect. She slipped on her high heels and looked at herself again.
Then she unzipped it and let it fall slowly to the floor so she was standing in nothing but her underwear and heels.

Caleb stumbled over something he was saying.

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Claire Kent has been writing romance novels since she was twelve years old. She has a PhD in British literature and, when she’s not writing, teaches English at the university level. She also writes contemporary romance under the pen name Noelle Adams.

Cover Reveal: The Phoenix by Addison Kline

Title : The Phoenix 
Author: Addison Kline 
Genre : Romance 

It is often said that you never forget your first love. 
Alanna Anderson isn't interested in remembering, though. She wishes she could forget all the memories that plague her heart. The good times. The bad times. But most of all, she wishes that she could wipe her mind clean of Cris's face. Cris Serrano was Alanna's first love. He was one of Alanna's best friends, and a person that would forever change her life. Growing up in inner city Philadelphia, when times got tough, they banded together until the unevitable happened. Life ripped them apart. 
Cristobal Serrano doesn't take no for an answer. When he asked the love of his life and high school sweetheart to spend forever with him, he never expected life to deliver him a swift rejection. Alanna was long a girl that Cris had admired as well as loved. Though she looked innocent, Alanna was as strong as they came, facing odds that would have broken down most men. Alanna, in Cris's eyes, was a phoenix. She was someone who could rise from the ashes of a broken life, and come out even more courageous and beautiful than before. But when life delivers a cruel one-two punch to Alanna, will Cris's songbird learn to sing again?
This is much more than a love story. The Phoenix is a coming of age tale of a group of teenagers reaching the echelon of adulthood and having to face the consequences of their decisions, and the actions of those around them. The Phoenix is an emotional journey that segways from the early pangs of young love to a tremendous love affair wrought with loyalty, beauty and tragedy.

Addison Kline is an award winning, best selling novelist who writes mystery,

psychological thrillers and romantic suspense novels. She lives in

Pennsylvania with her husband, their sons and two rambunctious dogs.

Addison has had a love affair with the written word since before she

entered school. Her grandmother taught her the glory of taking an

adventure in the pages of a book. When Addison isn’t writing, you can

find her reading, going for an adventure with her sons, or traveling

with her family.