Monday, June 6, 2016

✰ ¸.•*´¨ ★ ✰ ¸.•*´¨ ★Release Blitz for The Other Side Of Someday by T.K. Leigh★ ¸.•*´¨ ✰ ★ ¸.•*´¨ ✰





Title: The Other Side Of Someday
Author: T.K. Leigh
Genre: Romantic Comedy / Chick Lit 
 Release Date: June 6, 2016



Blurb

You know how you always say someday I will?
Well, I’ve hit my someday.
Someday begins today.

Baylee Morgan is at a crossroads of her life. Leaving her marriage of ten years and the only life she’s ever known, she starts over in a penthouse ocean-front condo in Santa Monica, California. She soon finds herself immersed, albeit reluctantly, in the daunting and perilous world of dating as an almost thirty-something in Los Angeles, unsure of how to act, what to do, or whether that hot guy she meets in yoga class is straight.

Sebby Powers’ dream has always been to work in the film industry. At the age of thirty-five, he’s one of the youngest up-and-coming producers in Hollywood. His life is perfect. Perfect apartment. Perfect girlfriend. Perfect dog. Until a friendship with a beautiful woman with vibrant red hair and a similar taste in cheesy movies throws his perfect life into a tailspin. 

The Other Side Of Someday is a fun, sexy story of looking for Mr. Right in a world full of Mr. Wrongs, when Mr. Right could be just next door.




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AMAZON US / UK / CA / AU





Excerpt

“Sebby?” I called out, hesitantly walking through the entryway and into the open living space.

“Holy shit!” I exclaimed when my eyes settled on him standing in front of his refrigerator. But that wasn’t what caught me completely off-guard. It was the fact that he was standing there, holding a towel in his hand, exposing himself in all his glory. I quickly spun around, my entire face turning a shade of red that would put my hair color to shame.

“Fuck!” he shouted. “Do you take the world’s quickest shower or something?!”

“Balls,” I muttered, keeping my eyes glued to a large print of a vintage DC-10 that was hanging on the entryway wall.

“What?” he countered, his voice turning light and amused. I could almost picture that sexy and adorable smile drawn on those kissable lips of his.

“There were balls. And stuff.”

He laughed harder than I had heard him laugh in the few weeks I had known him, the rumble echoing in the open space.

“I’ll never be able to look at you again without seeing your balls, Sebby. Just thought you should know that.” I drew a long breath, trying to settle my nerves. Seeing his mouth-watering body completely bare didn’t help matters any. “Here’s what I’m going to do. I’m going to go back to my apartment. I’m going to have a shot of whiskey. Or tequila. Or gin. Or whatever will make my blood pressure drop. And then I’m going to come back and we’ll try this again, okay?”

“I promise I’ll be dressed when you come back.”

“Why were you bare ass naked in your kitchen anyway? Did you want me to walk in on you like that? Trying to show off?”

“Do you think I have something to show off?”

“I… Well…” I shook it off. “I’m not answering that.”

“Okay then.”

“Okay.”

“Baylee…?”

“Yes?” I turned around as one often does when their name is called.

“Jesus!” His expression grew wide and he hastily attempted to hide himself.

“For fuck’s sake!” I spun back and faced the door once more. “Did you not think to cover yourself up after the first time I walked in and saw you naked? I’m still standing here. You know that bath towels serve some rather astonishing purposes these days, the most useful of which being something to wrap around your waist to keep your junk covered! I’m leaving and taking two shots of whiskey. Be back in five minutes.”






Author Bio


T.K. Leigh, otherwise known as Tracy Leigh Kellam, is a USA Today Best Selling author of the Beautiful Mess series, in addition to several other works. Originally from New England, she now resides in sunny Southern California with her husband, dog, three cats, all of which she has rescued (including the husband). In late 2015, she gave birth to her first (and only) baby. When she’s not planted in front of her computer, writing away, she can be found training for her next marathon (of which she has run over fifteen fulls and far too many halfs to recall) or keeping her daughter entertained.

T.K. Leigh is represented by Jane Dystel of Dystel & Goderich Literary Management. All publishing inquiries, including audio, foreign, and film rights, should be directed to her.


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✰ ¸.•*´¨ ★ ✰ ¸.•*´¨ ★Release Blitz for A Promise Kept by Anissa Garcia★ ¸.•*´¨ ✰ ★ ¸.•*´¨ ✰





Title: A Promise Kept
Author: Anissa Garcia
Genre: Contemporary Romance
 Release Date: June 6, 2016



Blurb

Closing her heart a long time ago, Grace Clark made a promise she’s vowed to keep. Having Hollywood heartthrob Evan Matthews move in next door with his alluring good looks, charisma, wit, and sexy smile is a temptation that runs the risk of compromising the importance of that promise.

Evan is drawn to his new neighbor. Grace is the exact opposite of the women he normally encounters. Enticing, down-to-earth, and confident, she captivates him. She has no problems facing off with Evan, and he soon realizes Grace is much more than just a challenge. He wants to prove himself to her.

Grace can see the man beyond the actor, and with more than just her pride at stake, she needs to hold tight to her promise before Evan breaks through all her walls, exposing her heart.






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AMAZON US / UK





Excerpt

Within the hour, Grace was working up a sweat as she huffed and puffed on the treadmill. The gym was full of morning people who used all the elliptical machines, which was an unexpected and annoying revelation. She grumbled to herself as she picked up speed and let Bruno Mars blast in her ears.

She slowed after half an hour and grabbed her towel to wipe her forehead. Her peripheral vision caught a man walking toward her and she did a double take. Oh, Jesus, help me. Grace tugged her earbuds off and slowed her pace as Evan approached the machine and rested his sweaty forearm against it.

“Good morning, Gracie Lynn.” He stood before her with his damp hair hanging over his forehead and his white shirt clinging onto his chest. She could see every cord of his neck muscles as he steadied his breathing. “You stalking me?”

The length of his physique stood out—trim, well-defined, and unflawed. He was so confident and masculine. Even with sweat trickling down the side of his temples he looked absolutely delicious. It just wasn’t fair.

“You wish, Matthews.” She tried to force her mouth to remain straight as she reached for her bottled water and took a sip. “What are you doing at my gym?”

“Getting tortured for the sake of art.”

Her laugh couldn’t be held back as she stopped the treadmill and jumped off. She glanced over and saw Josh with a few other guys all pumping iron. “Well, you play your role very well.”

“So you’re saying I got a rocking bod?” His smile grew as he followed her. “Wait til you see me without my clothes.”

“God, that ego,” she teased. Grace noted several women looking in their direction. Some of them gaped, trying to get themselves under control. Others tried to give Evan seductive looks in hopes he would return them. He was hard to ignore. She wondered if any of these women would be brave enough to approach him.

He was probably used to being stared at and hit on all the time. It seemed like second nature to him. A pang of jealousy suddenly hit Grace and she tried to let the emotion pass as quickly as it had appeared. These feelings were beginning to creep on her, more so when she was around him.

“Don’t say you wouldn’t appreciate it,” Evan joked.

“Looks like blondie over there appreciates it.” Grace smirked, pushing her chin toward big boobs on the elliptical. The woman was basically eye-humping Evan the moment she had spotted him.

“You jealous, Gracie? I only got eyes for you, doll.”

“Sure you do, Matthews,” she chuckled as she reminded herself to take it to the friend zone. Stopping, she forced herself to look at Evan and caught him observing her carefully. Her skin prickled and she suddenly felt vulnerable. Heat surged between their bodies and she was aware of how close he was getting to her.

He leaned in toward her, hovering, the largeness of his body towering over her small frame. “I’m taking you to breakfast, Gracie.”

His smooth demand caressed her ears making her forget that friend zone thing. “O-okay,” she stammered, fighting for breath. “I-I-need to just…” She tried to move away from him as she pointed toward the ladies’ room. “Um…I need to shower.”

“Me too,” he chuckled. “Look, I’ll meet you at your place in twenty minutes.”

Grace nodded in compliance as she walked away completely at a loss of how she was going to stop herself from giving in to this gorgeous man.





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Author Bio


Anissa Garcia resides in Austin, Texas and earned her Bachelor’s Degree in Speech Communications and English. She held an array of jobs including Public Relations Manager for Barnes and Noble. Wanting a change of pace, she moved to Los Angeles where she attended The American Academy of Dramatic Arts, and trained full-time in theatre. After working in Hollywood, she returned to Texas where she has written articles for Cosmopolitan and Lady Couture. When not writing stories, watching movies, or drinking a latte, she loves to daydream about romantic fictional men.



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✰ ¸.•*´¨ ★ ✰ ¸.•*´¨ ★Homeward Bound by Golden Czermak★ ¸.•*´¨ ✰ ★ ¸.•*´¨ ✰





Title: Homeward Bound
Series: Journeyman #1
Author: Golden Czermak
Genre: Paranormal Romance 
 Release Date: June 6, 2016



Blurb

The entire world is on the brink of finding out that nightmares are real.

An army of demons known as the Noctis is growing in strength. They control all manner of foul beasts and if not stopped soon, cities will burn, lives will end, and hope will be lost.

The only thing standing in the way are the Journeymen; humans and supernatural beings united against the darkness.

There is one known amongst men and the supernatural alike that you don't f**k with; unless it's on his terms.

His name is Gage Crosse and he's the best damn Journeyman around.

These are his adventures.

Author Note: The book is not a standalone; the series is written with one overarching plot; each book is like an episode of a TV miniseries. Seal of Solomon, Journeyman #2, expected October 2016.






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Author Bio

Golden Czermak began as an internationally published modeling/fitness photographer and eventually began working as a book cover model as well.

Having been in the industry for at least four years, he has interfaced and networked with countless authors and other clients. As part of his work as a photographer, he worked with them to create book cover images - now numbering well over 250.

Learning the ins and out of the book world, along with being an avid reader and storyteller himself, Golden finally decided to write and publish his first book, Homeward Bound, in 2016.



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Sunday, June 5, 2016

✰ ¸.•*´¨ ★ ✰ ¸.•*´¨ ★Blog Tour for Against the Wall by Tracy Burke★ ¸.•*´¨ ✰ ★ ¸.•*´¨ ✰


Title: Against the Wall
Series: Fuckboy Series #1
Genre: Erotica
Author: Tracy Burke
Release Date: May 19, 2016
Wanted - Fuckboy. Full-time hours, daily pay, 60/40 cut, you keep all tips. Must be appealing to the eye, have a body to die for, and be open minded to new adventures. Call 555-FUCK to get started today!
Down on his luck and hard up for cash, Colton Pierce answers an ad for a job as a fuckboy.
What's a fuckboy you ask?
Colton's about to find out.
Warning: This book is EROTICA, with M/F/M, M/M and M/F relationships, and it's extremely hot!
Her eyes were glassed over and he could tell she was still tipsy from all the champagne they’d had. Colton didn’t care that they were both half drunk. He wanted to fuck her and if she wanted to fuck him, he would give her what she wanted. He had to please the customer, right?
He ran a hand up her thigh and back over her ass, ripping her panties off in one quick jerk. Her pussy was free for him to use and as she wiggled around he knew she wanted him just as badly. Jerking her forward, he slammed her onto his thick cock, driving it up inside of her until he was buried to the hilt.
“God damn.” Colton’s eyes rolled back as he relaxed against the seat, giving them both a moment to adjust.
But Addie didn’t want time to adjust to his size. She wanted to fuck him until she soaked his cock with her juices. She felt his hands grip her hips as she rocked on him. Her pussy pulsed, her need so overwhelming she wanted to explode instantly. She needed him. She needed him inside of her, pounding her pussy until everything else was a blur. She wanted to hear it, their bodies smacking against each other in a frenzied need for release.
Addie let go, riding him hard, pushing him into her as far as he could fit. She wanted it to hurt so good. She mixed the pleasure with the pain and let it carry her to the edge of her desires. When her pussy tightened around his cock she threw herself forward, crying out as she exploded all over him.
She had waited for this all night, knowing from the moment she met Colton that she wanted to ride his cock until he painted her insides with his come.
My name is Tracy Burke. I live in Canton, Ohio. Not because I want to. Just because life works out that way. I’m 38 years old but I feel like I’m 50. Don’t we all? I am a multi-genre author… you’ll see lots of different things from me. Besides writing, I also enjoy art and music. I love to read, play video games, and go for midnight dessert runs.
  
I have four kids. One boy (17) and three girls (16, 14, & 9). I’ve always wanted more children but to be honest, my youngest broke me. My mental status took a dive with her and it has never recovered. HAHA!
  
I’m an animal lover and I try to do what I can to support any animal cause that I come across. I have two cats (Rosey and KiKi), two dogs (Mocha Jean and Paisley Mae – the dumbest dog on the planet), a hamster named Squid (WTF!), and a revolving door of Betta and Goldfish.
  
Anyways, enough rambling from me. Check out my website for the longer version of this bio. Write me a fan mail or a hate hater mail, either way I’ll answer it when I have time. Check out my books, tell me what you think, and don’t forget to post a review.
  
I look forward to hearing from all of you!

✰ ¸.•*´¨ ★ ✰ ¸.•*´¨ ★Release Blitz for String Beans by T.K. Rapp★ ¸.•*´¨ ✰ ★ ¸.•*´¨ ✰


Title: String Beans
Series: The Girls of Beachmont #2
Author: T.K. Rapp
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: June 5, 2016
Viola Banks had music in her blood. As an aspiring song writer, she grew up wanting nothing more than to have her words sung for all the world to hear. But that changed when she fell in love and married a man whose ambitions became more important than her own.
And when it all fell disastrously apart, she realized she was left with nothing but shattered dreams and empty promises.
A fairy tale without the happy ending.
Trying to pick up the pieces, Viola decides to move to Los Angeles for a new beginning.
Her chance to find the voice she thought she had lost.
Wyatt Jenson’s life was settled. He had a job. A girlfriend. A future.
Moving back to L.A. to take over the family business was the last thing he wanted. But obligation called and he found himself putting down roots in the last place he ever thought he would be. He finds himself the new owner of String Beans, the local music hotspot and coffee shop.
It only takes one night, one song, one random encounter, and lives can change forever.
Viola has to learn to open a heart that’s been broken. 
Because the only way to move on is to remember how to love.
“I’m so hungry,” Callie said.
“Then let’s go,” Dallas answered, locking his door.
We got to the street and had started walking toward Callie’s car when Dallas stopped walking.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
“Just waiting for Wyatt.”
“Wyatt?”
“Yep,” I heard Wyatt say behind me.
“Um, guys, my car only holds four,” Callie said.
“Well.” Jolie grinned and I knew she was up to something. “Callie, why don’t I ride with you and Dallas so I can get the real story on my girl here. And Vi, why don’t you take Wyatt in your car? All set?”
“Sounds good.” Callie smiled.
“Works for me,” Dallas added. They started to walk away, leaving me alone with Wyatt.
“Where’s your car?” Wyatt asked while I looked at my friends with wide eyes.
Pure. Fucking. Evil.
I will get you all back—at least that’s what I tried to convey with my eyes, but all I heard was their laughter.
“This way,” I said, pointing in the opposite direction.
I climbed into the driver’s seat and waited for Wyatt to join me inside.
He started laughing and looked over at me. “They’re not subtle, are they?”
“Not even a little.” I smiled. “Sorry about them.”
“Listen, full disclosure, I’m very interested. But I know you have things you need to deal with, so no pressure.”
I opened my mouth to speak, but nothing came out. How could it? Wyatt winked sweetly and I shook my head, laughing at him.
“You’re something else, Mr. Earp.”
T.K. Rapp was born and raised in Texas. She would have stuck around there forever, but her husband was in the U.S. Navy, so they moved every 18 months. However, she didn't mind, because she had the opportunity to live on both coasts and met amazing people along the way.

Now, finally settled back in Texas...for good, she is able to pursue her writing. When she's not at her desk, she enjoys being with her family, shooting and editing photographs, visiting with friends or just watching movies.

✰ ¸.•*´¨ ★ ✰ ¸.•*´¨ ★Blog Tour for Every Pane of Glass by H.B. Stumbo★ ¸.•*´¨ ✰ ★ ¸.•*´¨ ✰


Title: Every Pane of Glass
Author: H.B. Stumbo
Release Date: June 1, 2016
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Several miles south of Devil’s Lake, Michigan, lies a town whose charm is trumped by its name. Devil Town may be beautiful and unique, but it offers no remorse for locals who have left the city limits. Val Stevens is a local born and raised, and after an eight year hiatus, she’s come back to town to stir up some old flames. Cracked like glass from life’s quirky twists of fate, Val keeps to herself and wards off the local “Devilers”, like a bad disease. But even someone as fiery as Val, can’t deny the appeal of a friendship with an intriguing stranger, or the ghosts of her past.
With the help of Anderson Pane, Devil Town’s newest resident, Val unearths pieces of herself she has lost along the way, while chipping away at the edges of those who caused her to shatter. She quickly learns that in order to face her future, she needs to forget everything she thought she knew about her past. A task which proves to be equal parts shocking and healing.
Can Val walk among the shards of who she was in order to find out she is? In a place where secrets run deeper than the depth of Devil’s Lake itself, the answer bubbles to the surface, in a twisted turn of events, history, love, and even death.
Have you ever had the feeling that your life is slowly falling apart? I was having that feeling as I left Devil Town, but it wasn’t slowly happening. It was rapid like gunfire.
Pop, pop, pop.
I heard it then, and I felt it, too. The cracking. It was spreading. It was running up and down my arms and legs, creating deep crevices in its wake. I let the pieces of myself fall off and scatter onto the floor. When I left Jay’s house the night before, I left pieces of myself there, too. I was crumbling like a cement statue that sat out in the rain and sun for too many years.  
I drove down Main Street and watched shards of myself scatter. The breaking started when I was twelve, it was finally settling in now, though. Jordan wasn’t the sole reason I was shattering, but he was the pebble that caused the final crack in me. The one with the powerful thrust that hit me with the force of a wrecking ball. The final blow.
Piece by piece, I crumbled and fell to the floor of my car. There was hardly anything left of me. I was all blood and guts, and my shell was gone. My safeguard was down. I was vulnerable. Crumbling stone and broken bits of who I was were left in the dust as I drove out of Devil Town. Except, I wasn’t as strong as cement or stone. I was fragile and thin. I was glass, and I was shattering, piece by piece. I became those tiny little fragments that cut you unknowingly. Those pieces that become lodged in your feet or fingers. Painful little pieces that you can hardly see at all. That’s what was left of me.
I left myself in pieces in Devil Town, and I never looked back.
Hayley, (HB Stumbo) resides on a dairy farm in Ohio, with her husband and fur children. She's easily excitable and slightly loud, but she's a Leo so that's just how it is. She loves words, good stories, and often gets sucked into books with ease. When she isn't writing stories, she enjoys cooking, seeing the world, drinking Vodka and Tonics, and live indie-folk music. She wants you to know that Tom Petty is the greatest American musician of all time, and she was likely born in the wrong era. Hayley is the author of two other novels, and has a half dozen more ideas in her head. She can found online at www.hbstumbowrites.com, and is also active on Instagram, Facebook, and sometimes Twitter. She loves meeting new people and connecting with strangers, so feel free to look her up!