Saturday, August 22, 2015

BLOG TOUR: Peace, Love & Romance anthology

 

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Coming to your ereader on August 25...
For a limited time, ten of today's hottest and bestselling authors bring you Peace, Love & Romance- a collection of full-length novels (some sweet, some sizzling!) all celebrating women who have loved, lost, and triumphed.
 
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Out Of The Box, Regifted-Jennifer Theriot(Amazon Bestselling Author) With a new beginning on the horizon for Olivia and Ash, what could possibly stop them from finding their happily-ever-after? In the midst of joy, this blended family finds they have to trust in love and family bonds to get them through what is coming next...or self-destruct. How long can Ash keep parts of his life hidden from those who love him?  
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Scary Modsters-Diane Rinella(Amazon Internationally Bestselling Author, two category Amazon Hot 100 Author) Rosalyn is ridiculed for her eclectic wardrobe and unconventional music collection. NilesÕs offbeat character is her perfect complement. Sadly his flaws equate to relationship suicide. When Niles learns he can overcome his obstacles by helping the ghost of deceased rock deity Peter Lane avenge murder, how far will he go to secure RosalynÕs heart?  
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Cheating To Survive-Christine Ardigo Cheating to Survive weaves the story of three Norlyn Plains Hospital coworkers and their seemingly perfect lives. However, their marriages are anything but ideal. When they decide to cheat on their husbands, will they find happiness or be destroyed by the consequences? Christine Ardigo handles infidelity realistically and humorously. It will resonate in some way with every woman on the planet.  
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Chain of Title-Robyn Roze Newly divorced Shayna wants adventure, and Sean wants her. But the revelation of her ex-husbandÕs dirty secret sets off a chain of events with deadly consequences that reveals who Sean really is and leaves Shayna to question how well she knew either man. Robyn Roze weaves a story of love, loss, betrayal, and ultimately forgiveness.
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A Different Kind Of Forever-Dee Ernst(Amazon Bestselling Author) Michael is a hot, young rock star. Diane is a single mom almost twenty years older. When they meet, the attraction is immediate. He knows sheÕs the real thing. She canÕt ignore her feelings for Michael, but canÕt see past their differences. A Different Kind of Forever is about two complicated people findingÑand trying to hold on toÑ love.
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Tahoe Blues-Aubree Lane(Amazon Bestselling Author) When Cara finds the glitz and glitter of casino life isnÕt what itÕs cracked up to be, she divorces her husband, finds a new love, a new home, and new piece of jewelry around her ankle. Under house arrest for a crime she didnÕt commit, Cara must rely on a zany group of misfits to help set her free.
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Tropical Nightmares-Kelly Cozzone(Amazon Internationally Bestselling Author) The tranquil life David Murphy and Tiana Alexander built on St. Lucia is threatened by the dangerous and vengeful Robert Dubose. Can they survive his lust for revenge, or will his secret partner succeed where he failed? Can their love survive, or will it be the final casualty?
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The Fizgig-Jill Cox Vogt(Westmoreland Arts & Heritage Competition Winner) Daisy Young believes that when life hands you lemons, eat chocolate and get on with it, but no amount of candy gets her mind off her drowned fiancŽÑuntil she flees to East TennesseeÕs mountains and meets a man with a dark, secret past.
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Doubling Back To Love-Rebecca Warner(Great Southeast Book Festival Top 10, Honorable Mention) Lexi Avery asks, "Why does it have to come down to choosing just one man, when no one man can give me everything I want?" Why indeed? Follow her tantalizing adventures as she explores love's options.  
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Sex and the Widow Miles-Nan Reinhardt(Amazon Bestselling Author) Julie is anticipating an idyllic retirement with her husband, Charlie, when he dies suddenly. She meets a younger man, Will, and embraces lifeÑand sexÑagain. But a dark secret reveals her perfect marriage may have been a lie. Jules goes in search of the truth and finds thereÕs always a second chance for love.
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Friday, August 21, 2015

RELEASE BLITZ: Claiming Crusher by Jordan Marie

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Release Blitz Title: Claiming Crusher (Savage Brothers MC #4) Author: Jordan Marie Release: August 20,2015
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Crusher I see her. I see her clearer than anyone ever has—even her best friend. There are secrets in those beautiful, brown eyes. Secrets that have broken her. She reminds me of someone else. Someone I loved. Someone I was unable to save. I won’t fail with her. I want to claim her as my own and take away the ghosts that leave her haunted. Dani Little girl lost… The woman I once was is gone. All that remained of her, were broken pieces lying ravaged and scattered by a storm. I tried to piece her back together, to sift through the wreckage and re-create her. It was impossible. She was too damaged. She died. From her ashes I arose. Untouchable, unfeeling, unworthy--the new me is not quite, right. I don’t even like me. Why would he? One man destroyed me. Why would I ever claim another? Two damaged souls— One trying to re-live the past, one trying to forget it. Can they heal each other?
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“You didn’t answer me earlier. Do you think I’m stupid?” As he asks the question, at least two of his fingers are moving slowly in and out of me and his other hand is spreading my pussy open for him. The cool breeze of the ceiling fan hits my sensitive skin and combines with his hot breath and the chill spreads through my system and I moan from the excitement building inside. Zander pulls me in and weaves a spell around me. He makes me someone I don’t even recognize, but someone I want to keep being…His. He flattens his tongue out against my pussy and licks me, just once. He finishes by flicking his tongue on my clit and thrusting his fingers hard inside of me. “So good, Zander. God, you’re so good.” In response he sucks my throbbing clit into his mouth and traps it between his teeth and then bites. I jump at the unexpected pain. I start to complain, but he soothes it with his tongue. He stops his fingers though, and I moan at the loss. “You didn’t answer, Hellcat. Do you think I’m stupid?” I look at him confused. I feel like if he doesn’t continue soon I’m going to combust. “No…” “Who did I claim, Dani?” “Me…” “Good girl,” he says getting up. I want to beg him not to stop, but I’m so drugged with desire and confusion, I can do nothing but watch him. He sits down at the table, pulling his chair back. He looks at me expectantly. “What…?” I ask, because he keeps looking at me like I should be doing something. “Get up on the table and give me breakfast woman,” he orders. “Me…On the table?” “I’m going to spread you out on this table. I’m going to eat your sweet little pussy until you fuck my face so hard you come all over it. I’m not going to stop until you admit that you’re mine and realize that I don’t want any other woman, but you.”
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Jordan is a small town Kentucky girl whose life revolves around her husband and daughter. She's an avid reader who has always had the dream of letting others hear what the voices inside of her head had to say. She hopes you find them as entertaining as she does   Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/JordanMarieAuthor TSU: https://www.tsu.co/Jordan_Marie Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/jordanmarieauth/ Twitter: https://twitter.com/Author_JordanM Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/9860469.Jordan_Marie Newsletter: http://eepurl.com/barBKv Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Jordan-Marie/e/B00RY72I2U/ref=sr_ntt_srch_lnk_1?qid=1421304643&sr=8-1 Webpage: http://jordanmarieauthor.weebly.com/
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BLOG TOUR: Marked by Charisse Spiers




Welcome to my fucking world. My name is Kaston Cox and I’m a criminal’s worst nightmare. Most people run from darkness, but I live in it, require it, and thrive in the night. Some call me a monster, some a lover of evil, and others, the devil himself, but they’re all wrong. I’m just a shadow in the dark. I speak for the innocent when no one else will. Once I have marked you, you better beg for forgiveness, because your time has run out…


Revenge is the ultimate wage for evil. Some just can’t stomach to do it themselves. That’s where I come in. I am the ultimate judge when called upon for justice. I will decide who lives and who dies. Blood may be on my hands, but it’s not the blood of the innocent. Remorse is nowhere to be found. I don’t give a shit if you understand. I can live with the man I look at every day in the mirror. My soul was tainted the day I was conceived. You think you know me? You have no fucking idea. I am who I am because of what they did to her, and to him. They were my family. This was the only form of restitution he believed in. I owed him everything. I took over the empire he built. This is how I repay him. There was only one rule: never allow emotions to form. Numb and heartless are the only two ways to live.

What I never included in the plan…was her.

My name is Lux Larsen. My life is as perfect as it can get. I’m a partier, a seductress when it comes to something that I want, and the ultimate sexual con artist. I use my body to get what I want and I’m not ashamed. Designer tags are what I’m after. I love sex. I’m good at it. Fuck double standards. Guys can do it, well guess what, so can I. I will never be caught back on the other side of the tracks for as long as I live. I left that hellhole years ago. I’ll do anything to stay away. You can call me a whore if you want, but I just look at it as I’ve decided to become a player in a man’s game, and I’m a fucking pro at it. Love is for the weak minded. Weak is something I’ll never be.

I never anticipated the predator that would find me. I’m now his prey…but I’m not sure I can run. 

The world likes to think that love is only pure, only for those that do good, but what no one considers is when bad has to be done to formulate a different type of good. Two of the most random people can be a perfect match, being placed together like pieces to a puzzle. Being in the wrong place at the right time can be terrifying and it can also be exactly what is supposed to happen, because sometimes…love is born in the dark. 



Jose pulls the black SUV into the alley. Dad kept black cars only, because they blended more with the night. It's dark, the only light coming from above the back door of the hole-in-the-wall bar a few feet down, not far from the dumpster. "What's the plan?"


Propping my elbow on the door, I place my fingers over my mouth as the words exit my mouth. "We wait."

"We could be here a while. It's still a while until close."

"This we have time for; all the fucking time in the world."

I close my eyes, trying to mentally prepare myself for what I'm about to do. Hesitating in the moment can get you killed. I still can't figure out why he did it, or why he failed. He never changed the plan, no matter what the reason. Why this time? I listen to the silence, allowing my mind to roam. In the depths of nothingness in my mind, a creaking door opening makes itself known.

I open my eyes to the sick fucker stumbling out drunk. It's funny, really, how predictable evildoers are. Of course he's going to use the back door, probably shopping for his next victim; the innocent people that think the dark is fun. He might have gotten a few more arousals had he not pissed off the wrong person. He dropped a bomb...and now it's war.

"Watch my back," I say, while pulling the black, latex gloves on my hands. I open the door, stepping out. I stalk toward the end of the alley without making a single sound, watching him. He stumbles into the dumpster and props himself up on it, pulling a flask from his suit pocket before pressing it to his lips. Not only is he a sick bastard, but he's also a fraud, disguising himself as a normal human being.

My mouth twitches as he tilts his head back, letting the liquid fire run down his throat. I close my eyes and envision the scene from three days ago, letting the anger and hatred devour every cell in my body. I stop in front of him and turn my body, now standing face to face with my arms by my side.

His heavy eyes scan me. "You look like shit. Did a bar fight get the best of you? I'm guessing you were on the losing end." He laughs sadistically.

I tilt my head, a smirk playing out on the lower half of my face. Looking him in the eyes is like lighting a trail of gasoline. "I never fucking lose."

He glances at my covered hands and his eyes slightly widen. "Who the fuck are you?"

"You took something that was mine, something that I can never get back. For all intents and purposes you can call me a grim reaper. I'm only here to collect what's due. Hell's gates are open for you."

He pushes off the dumpster and stumbles forward, trying to push past me. "Fucking psycho. I don't have time for this shit."
I grab him by the neck and squeeze, hard. "Awe.... Trying to leave so soon?" I tick my tongue to the roof of my mouth. "I don't think so." He grabs my hand, trying to pry it from his neck, but I'm stronger than him. I walk forward, toward the back wall of the alley, before slamming him against the brick wall.

"What do you want from me? How the hell could I take something from you? I don't even know you."

My teeth steel together. "You may not know me, but you knew someone important to me. In fact, you were the last person to see him alive, so look into my eyes and see if you can remember," I growl out. He looks away from me. I pull him back and slam him into the wall, harder this time. "Fucking look at me!"

He does as I say, studying my eyes as if he's trying to focus. The alcohol is inhibiting his memory.  As if a light switch just got flipped, his eyes widen further. "I guess your itinerary from three days ago just came back to you?"

"He tried to kill me. It was self-defense. What else was I supposed to do? Who the hell was he to you?"

That's the thing about a fucking pathological liar. They lie so much they actually believe their own lies. Sadly for him, I'm not a dumbass. I close in on him, bringing my lips just outside of his ear as I dig my fingers into the sides of his throat, wanting like hell to rip it out. He coughs. "He was my fucking father. He may have tried and failed...this time, but I'm going to finish what he started. I'm cleaning up the trash on the streets. Your days of raping and killing innocent women are over.  Since I just had to lay his body in the ground, you're next. Blood for blood."

"He-" I cut off his words by pressing into his vocal chords. 

I pull back and turn him around, his back against my front. "On your knees."

He tries to beg as he follows instructions, but all that comes out is a gargled sound. "It doesn't feel good when you're on the opposite side of the line, does it? If you scream, I'll have my partner shove something so far up your ass you'll feel it in your throat, so you can feel what the women you raped felt. If you stay quiet, I'll make this as painless as possible."

His breathing becomes uneven, quickening by the second. I cup one hand around the back of his head and the other on his chin. Adrenaline starts to spread through my body. "You have about five seconds to say your prayers and hope to God that he forgives the shit you've done, because if not you're about to bust Hell wide open. Five...Four..." He whimpers. 
"Three...Two...One." I swiftly twist his neck to the right, snapping his spine in two, just like he does to the women that have fallen victim to him. His body goes limp as I release him, letting him fall face first onto the concrete.

Something breaks free inside. I don't truly understand it, but I feel completely high right now. Maybe it's knowing that there is one less woman to be hurt in the world, but I feel like I'm on top of the world; untouchable.

I turn to the SUV and wave Jose toward me. He nods and steps out of the vehicle, grabbing something from the back before making his way toward me with a gas can in his hand, setting it down beside us. Flipping the lid to the dumpster open, we both grab one end of the body, tossing it inside. Jose grabs the can full of gasoline and starts pouring it in the dumpster, drenching everything inside. 

I pull the small matchbook from my pocket with Dad's company logo on the front. He used to carry them around everywhere, stating they were great for business marketing with all of the smokers out there. The best business is always done over scotch and a cigar he would say. Opening it, I tear off a matchstick and swipe the red end against the starter strip. It lights instantly, quickly burning down the wooden stick.

Throwing the match inside the dumpster, I turn and walk away as the accelerant causes a combustion and heightens the fire, consuming the entire inner contents of the dumpster.  I hear Jose's footsteps behind me as we make our way back to the SUV. "Rest in peace, Dad," I whisper. "It's been done."

I grab the door handle and get in the vehicle at the same time Jose does. "Do you need me to take you to the airport, boss?"
"No, Jose, you can take me home. I think I'll stay awhile. There are things that need to be sorted before I return to the states. Drive. I can't talk right now."

He quickly backs out and drives at a rapid speed, us both freeing the world from one bad soul. Now, it's time to find out what's next...


I found books when I was going through a hard time in life. They became my means of escape when things got bad. I realized quickly how much I loved to take a backseat to someone else's life and watch the journey unfold. That began my journey with books in November of 2012. I constantly had a book open on my Kindle app. Never in a million years would I have imagined myself as a writer, because I never thought I was creative enough. I'm living proof that things will fall into place when they're meant to be. People will make their way into our lives when we don't expect it, setting the path for what we are meant to do. Never give up on people. Never stop taking a chance on others. Someone took a chance on trusting me with her work when she didn't know me from a stranger on the street and gave me the opportunity of a lifetime as our relationship progressed, which led me to editing and writing as well. This is my dream I never knew I had. As soon as I sat down and gave writing a shot, it was like the floodgates opened. Now, I am lost in a world of fiction in my head, new characters constantly screaming for their stories to be told. Continue to dream and to go for them. No one ever found happiness by sitting on the sidelines. Sometimes we have to take risks and put ourselves out there. Thank you for all of your support, and may there be many books to come. XOXO- C


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- Accepted Fate (Fate, #1 not standalone, #Free)
-Twisting Fate (Fate, #2 not standalone)
-Lasting Fate (Fate, #3 not standalone)
-Fight For You (MMA Darkness, #1 standalone)
-Marked (Shadows in the dark, #1 standalone)