Wednesday, July 27, 2016

Release Blitz: Star Spangled Cowboy by Paige Warren





star spangled cowboy

paige warren

Erotic Western Romance
Evernight Publishing
Heat Level: 3 Word Count: 20, 610
ISBN: 978-1-77233-936-9


Combat-wounded vet, Tyson Braxton, feels like half a man since losing his leg in Afghanistan.  After returning to the family ranch, he wonders what any woman would see in him now. His scars and self-doubt run deep, and while feeling desperate, he hires a prostitute to ease his sexual tension.

Dacey Morgan has lived a life of horror since the age of seventeen when her pimp lured her into a life of prostitution and depravity. She wants out, but the last girl who tried to run ended up dead in a ditch. So, Dacey tries to do what she’s told—but she has one guilty pleasure, her two nights a week she gets to see Tyson.

Dacey longs for the day she’s free to love the man she’s falling for, but she knows that freedom will come at a cost.



Buy Links:   Evernight Publishing    Amazon    Bookstrand    ARe



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Excerpt:
Tyson slowly kneeled and took her hand in his, his touch gentle. “I know that we only have a business arrangement, Dacey, and I have no claim on you. That being said, despite the fact I use your services, I don’t like your job. I don’t like the thought of other men’s hands on you, or that you have to sleep with random strangers just to pay your bills. I once offered to help take care of you if you would just give up that lifestyle. Why won’t you let me?”
“I’m not a problem for you to solve, Tyson. My life may not be perfect, but it’s mine. My trailer isn’t much, but at least I own it. And my job may not be as glamorous as it looked on Pretty Woman, but I’m careful.”
His hand tightened on hers. “I don’t like it, but I know I can’t force you to quit. One day, you’ll decide you’re ready for a respectable life, a home, and a family. What are you going to do when that happens?”
She already wanted those things, desperately, but how was she supposed to get away from Carlos? She wasn’t as popular as the other girls, but she still brought him a steady income, and he wasn’t going to let her go anytime soon. He owned her, and there wasn’t anything she could do about it. If she went to the police to turn him in, they’d just arrest her as well for prostitution. And she couldn’t let Tyson go after Carlos, not with his disability. He might act all big and tough, but she knew he was still recovering.
“No one’s going to want a washed-up whore, so I guess I never have to worry about that. Besides, I don’t think I can have children. Back when I first started working, Carlos took a few months to get my birth control lined up, and he didn’t always make the customers use a condom. I think I’d have gotten pregnant if it were a possibility.”
She’d gotten frequently tested during that period of her life, and she still went every month. Of course, she also made sure her customers used condoms and refused to service the ones who wouldn’t. It had been the cause of many fights between Carlos and her, but knowing she wasn’t doubling her chances of an STD was worth the beatings.
“You can’t save me, Ty,” she said softly. “I appreciate that you want to, really I do, but it’s too late for me. I’ve been working this job since I was seventeen. I’ve seen things and done things that I’m not proud of, but I’ve done whatever was necessary for me to survive. You think someone’s going to want a woman who’s been a whore for five years? Someone who never graduated high school? What’s my marketable skill, that I can make you come in less than a minute?”
He smiled a little at that. “I’m not sure I would consider that skill. I like it when things are dragged out for a while. The anticipation and incredible sensation of feeling you wrapped around my cock are even better than coming.”
“You get my point, though.”
Tyson caressed her cheek and placed a gentle kiss on her lips. “I will do whatever it takes to protect you, Dacey. Anything. If it hadn’t been for you, I probably would have blown my head off months ago. Knowing I’d get to see you twice a week has been the only thing keeping me going, and yeah, I know I pay for your time, but I also know that you enjoy being with me.”
She leaned into his touch. Just thinking about him ending his life was enough to make her cry, and for once she was thankful for her job. If she hadn’t been a prostitute, they never would have met. He’d gotten Carlos’s number from a friend and she’d just been lucky to be the girl her pimp sent out that night. Ty had made her life so much better, even if she didn’t get to spend much time with him. They’d laughed and talked, and just genuinely enjoyed one another’s company. He’d been so cute that first night, unsure of himself to the point of refusing to take off his pants. It had taken her weeks to get him to undress in front of her, and when he had, she’d taken the time to kiss all of his scars, including what remained of his left leg.
“You’ve made me whole again,” he said. “You never cared that I only have one leg now, or that I’ve had more holes in me than a pin cushion. My scars don’t disgust you, and I was finally able to see myself through your eyes and come to grips with the body I have now versus the one I had before the explosion.”


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About Paige Warren:
Paige Warren spends her days weaving tales about alpha male cowboys and the women who love them. There's nothing hotter than a man in tight Wranglers and a pair of well-worn boots. You have to admit, there's something sexy about a man who knows how to use a rope!
A cat lover, she has more than one furbaby running around, keeping her company in the wee hours of the morning as she tries to find just the right way to say "His skin gleamed, the early morning rays caressing his sun bronzed flesh, as he studied her from beneath the brim of his Stetson." Or, you know, something similar.
When Paige isn't dolling out tons of affection on the furbabies, or slurping down a pot of coffee (Yes! A whole pot!) so she can get in her daily word count, she enjoys reading and watching movies - romances, usually.

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Sunday, July 17, 2016

Cursed: The Beasts of Summer ~ Cover Reveal

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Nine tales of monsters lurking in the dark.

Nine creatures stalking the hot summer nights.

Nine beasts sliding through the shadows unseen.

 

Nine new ways to be cursed. 

 

Available August 1, 2016

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Shade
T.K. Bradley
All James has left in life is a small group of survivors, and his little sliver of shade. But there are worse things to fear than the scorching sunlight. In order to survive in this cruel world, James will have to live by two rules....
Hide from the light. Fear the night.


Wings Over New York
B. Brumley
Fallen angel Woe is settling into her wing-free life, and her biggest worry is meeting her new in-laws. When an old enemy resurfaces, Father Jason and Prince ArĂșn join forces to hunt the hunter, vowing to keep Woe safe. As she is once again drawn into the midst of a supernatural tug-of-war, a new player emerges, risking the warrior Woe loves.


A Generation of Vipers
Margo Bond Collins
Capturing the killer who was stalking the shapeshifter community should have earned weresnake Lindi Parker and her new boyfriend, mongoose-shifter Kade Nevala, a vacation. Instead it earned them a basket of baby lamias and a whole heap of trouble. Someone in the shifter community doesn’t want those infants—or Lindi—to survive. Not knowing who or what they can trust, Kade and Lindi must use every skill they have to stop a killer—again.


Carolina Crypto: Case of the Lizard Man
Blaire Edens
Anthropologist Lucy Whittemore is on a quest to track down a killer. Spencer Watson’s dad has disappeared and the mythical Lizard Man might be the culprit. Tracking the beast through a steamy South Carolina swamp, the two find themselves up close and personal with a reality far scarier than they ever imagined.


Heart of Stone
S. K. Gregory
Cassidy Regan returns home after her father dies. She just wants to attend the funeral and put it behind her, but fate has other plans. Cassidy is next in line to protect a mysterious vault, and as she comes face to face with strange creatures and a world she never knew existed, Cassidy realizes she must accept her destiny or die.


I'm Not Afraid of Wolves
Erin Hayes
After escaping an abusive marriage and leading a new mermaid troupe, Christine goes on a much-needed vacation with her sister Sara. Except she wasn’t told the real reason for the trip: Sara's running away from werewolves. And they’ll stop at nothing to get their claws into Christine’s sister.


To End the Rapture 
Lori Parker
My name is Tyler. Yes, I’m a girl. And if you have a demon problem don’t call me, I’m retired.
Tyler is done with demons. Until Kade walks into her life and tempts her back into her old ways. It’s like he’s a sin.


Crossfire
Emma Stark


Rapacious: A Darquepunk Novella
Elizabeth Watasin
In a space station’s lawless sector, Kyn’s ex-love, Anja, finds trouble: flesh tech users creating crazed sexbots duplicate her. As a fallen synthetic servant of the gods, Anja’s bio-dats can’t be toyed with. The were hellhound Kyn must fix that despite her worst fear: watching Anja die again.

Cursed: The Beasts of Summer ~ Cover Reveal

BeastsBoxSetWithReflection (1).jpg

Nine tales of monsters lurking in the dark.

Nine creatures stalking the hot summer nights.

Nine beasts sliding through the shadows unseen.

 

Nine new ways to be cursed. 

 

Available August 1, 2016

  CursedtheBeastsofSummer22DFinal.jpg  


Shade
T.K. Bradley
All James has left in life is a small group of survivors, and his little sliver of shade. But there are worse things to fear than the scorching sunlight. In order to survive in this cruel world, James will have to live by two rules....
Hide from the light. Fear the night.


Wings Over New York
B. Brumley
Fallen angel Woe is settling into her wing-free life, and her biggest worry is meeting her new in-laws. When an old enemy resurfaces, Father Jason and Prince ArĂșn join forces to hunt the hunter, vowing to keep Woe safe. As she is once again drawn into the midst of a supernatural tug-of-war, a new player emerges, risking the warrior Woe loves.


A Generation of Vipers
Margo Bond Collins
Capturing the killer who was stalking the shapeshifter community should have earned weresnake Lindi Parker and her new boyfriend, mongoose-shifter Kade Nevala, a vacation. Instead it earned them a basket of baby lamias and a whole heap of trouble. Someone in the shifter community doesn’t want those infants—or Lindi—to survive. Not knowing who or what they can trust, Kade and Lindi must use every skill they have to stop a killer—again.


Carolina Crypto: Case of the Lizard Man
Blaire Edens
Anthropologist Lucy Whittemore is on a quest to track down a killer. Spencer Watson’s dad has disappeared and the mythical Lizard Man might be the culprit. Tracking the beast through a steamy South Carolina swamp, the two find themselves up close and personal with a reality far scarier than they ever imagined.


Heart of Stone
S. K. Gregory
Cassidy Regan returns home after her father dies. She just wants to attend the funeral and put it behind her, but fate has other plans. Cassidy is next in line to protect a mysterious vault, and as she comes face to face with strange creatures and a world she never knew existed, Cassidy realizes she must accept her destiny or die.


I'm Not Afraid of Wolves
Erin Hayes
After escaping an abusive marriage and leading a new mermaid troupe, Christine goes on a much-needed vacation with her sister Sara. Except she wasn’t told the real reason for the trip: Sara's running away from werewolves. And they’ll stop at nothing to get their claws into Christine’s sister.


To End the Rapture 
Lori Parker
My name is Tyler. Yes, I’m a girl. And if you have a demon problem don’t call me, I’m retired.
Tyler is done with demons. Until Kade walks into her life and tempts her back into her old ways. It’s like he’s a sin.


Crossfire
Emma Stark


Rapacious: A Darquepunk Novella
Elizabeth Watasin
In a space station’s lawless sector, Kyn’s ex-love, Anja, finds trouble: flesh tech users creating crazed sexbots duplicate her. As a fallen synthetic servant of the gods, Anja’s bio-dats can’t be toyed with. The were hellhound Kyn must fix that despite her worst fear: watching Anja die again.

Tuesday, July 5, 2016

Blog Tour: Inked by Chris Ledbetter


















Inked
by: Chris Ledbetter

Series:  Terra Sempre Saga, Book 2
Genre: YA contemporary/ fantasy romance
Evernight Teen Publishing / 65k
Release Date: July 1, 2016


You're Not Truly Alive Until You Know What You Would Die For...

Cameron Shade and Farrah Spangled survived a near-death experience together. Now, their us-against-the-world relationship thrives despite pressure from their families, as well as cultural and social obstacles. That is, until Farrah’s father ships her off to private boarding school in Virginia.

Driven by unbearable aches of absence and longing, Cameron and Farrah are lured back inside the cursed sketchbook and the perilous Terra Sempre that siphoned their souls and almost cost them their lives.

Undeterred by a gathering storm of threats and complications, Cameron and Farrah find unlikely allies in both realms, but what Cameron discovers in Terra Sempre might make him want to stay there forever.


Buy Links:   Coming Soon



Teaser:

“You actually running?” Farrah asks, biting into an orange. Juice runs down the side of her mouth. If there weren’t so many people out here, I’d help her out with that. She catches me looking and licks her lips.

“I have something for you later,” I whisper.

She mouths back, “I bet you do.” A wicked grin creases her cheeks.

“Back to your question … before you distracted me. No, I hadn’t planned on running. I was just helping Jamison out. You?”

“Show me what you’re made of. Let’s go.”

“Oh, you’re challenging me?”

She props her hands on her hips and arches her perfect brows. “Scared?”

“Oh, girl, you are on.” I grab her hand and drag her playfully over to where J’s classmates are handing out tags. I pick up two. She pins mine on the back of my shirt. The sensation of her fingers working against my upper back sends shivers down my spine. The good kind.

Then she strips out of her hoodie to reveal a navy blue racer-back tank top. She pats her torso to indicate where she’d rather have the tag placed. I gaze into her eyes before sinking past her chest to her taut stomach. I pull the stretchy fabric away from her skin so I don’t poke her with the pins. My fingers graze her fluttering stomach and her breath catches. She bites her lip and closes her eyes, turns her head and smiles. Like she can hide it. When I’m done, I give her a slight tickle.

She wrinkles her nose at me. “Don’t be trying to distract me, mister Cameron. I intend to beat you.”

“Everyone line up!” Jamison calls out on the megaphone.

We arrange ourselves in the middle of the pack. Farrah tips her chin up to me while smoothing her red mane back. The starting gun fires, and the cluster of runners takes off. The path winds among tall pines that stand against the sky like sentinels. Through the first quarter of a mile, Farrah and I hang on to a steady pace. My breathing is good. The second half mile, she increases her pace a bit, but I’m right on her heels. During the second mile, though, she begins to pull away. I rationalize this by convincing myself that I’m saving energy for the kick at the end, except the pace I’m running now is pretty dang fast, even for me. And she’s still five feet or so ahead. She has a mighty sweet running stride. Her hamstrings are the sexiest things known to mankind.

With a mile or so left to go, she glances over her shoulder and kicks into the next gear, crossing the bridge spanning the pond where ducks are fed by passersby. At the half mile to go mark, I launch into as much kick as I have left in the tank. But it’s not enough. My legs are heavy as logs. I simply can’t pick them up and put them down fast enough.
She got me.

I cross the finish line and catch my breath while walking over to the snack table. By the time I get there, Farrah’s waiting for me with an orange wedge in her mouth turned outward. She crooks her finger to beckon me to her. Then she points toward the orange. I can barely contain the giddy level of sensual excitement that wells up. I dart furtive glances all around.

We’re surrounded by school mates, some I recognize, some she knows. A girl catches my gaze and raises her eyebrows. Great. I fidget with the bottom of my shirt, and then clear my throat.

Farrah tips her head to the side and bats her eyelashes. I turn quick peeks over both shoulders, and then I dive in and suck on the orange that’s in her mouth. She leans into me and moans a little. When I’m done, I must have the biggest grin on my face.

“Get a room!” Jamison yells.

OMG! I can’t believe he put me on blast like that. Everyone within ten feet turns toward us. Inside, I’m still grinning like I won a million dollars. On the outside, not so much. I curl my toes up in my shoes and cover my head with a towel to dry off.

Farrah whispers, “God, I probably shouldn’t have done that.”

I turn to her. “At least everyone here is an ally. Or at the least, a marketing nerd.”

She laughs. “Or an art nerd.”

“Yeah, ‘cause there are no glasses-wearing, journalism editors here either.”

Her lips stifle a smile. “You watch your mouth, buddy.”

“You watch it for me.”

“Cheeky.” She nudges my hip and bites into another orange. “By the way, what took you so long back there?”

“Shut up.”


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Author Bio:

Chris Ledbetter grew up in Durham, NC before moving to Charlottesville, VA in 11th grade. After high school, he attended Hampton University where he promptly "walked-on" to the best drum line in the CIAA. He's worked in various managerial and marketing capacities throughout his life. While teaching high school for six years in Culpeper, VA, he taught business management, business law, marketing, and sports marketing, and also coached football.

He's a proud member of SCBWI (Society of Children's Book Writers and Illustrators) and a strong supporter of the Need for Diverse Books. As a self-described, young reluctant reader, he writes young adult stories specifically to reach other reluctant readers.

He now lives in Wilmington, NC with his family, including three cats.


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http://www.csledbetter.com/

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Amazon Author Page: 
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Goodreads Author Page: 
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Goodreads Book Page~ INKED: 
https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/28937728-inked

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