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Thursday, June 12, 2014

Cover Reveal - Fly Like You've Never Been Grounded - S.J. McCoy


Synopsis
Laura Benson has her life together, thank you very much. Her jewelry store in San Francisco is doing wonderfully. Her design skills will soon have her traveling to London, designing a new line that should build her reputation world wide.

She's on top, which is where she likes to be - especially when it comes to men. Since giving her fiance his ring back a year ago, Laura has kept her relationships light, and short. Sexy pilot Smoke Hamilton might be hot, but she doesn't need a Mr Right, just Mr Right Now. She doesn't need a man holding her down.

From the moment he first saw her, Smoke knew Laura was his kind of sexy. What he hadn't banked on was her being his kind of smart, with a sassy mouth too. He usually prefers his women 'nice and easy', but Laura is a challenge. Smoke has always been a sucker for a challenge, he just can't leave them alone til he's conquered them.

Conquering Laura is a risk, she's Jack's cousin, Jack is not only his friend, but his employer too. Still she's a risk he has to take. As a pilot, his career comes first, and always gives him the option to fly away. He'll never let a woman tie him down again.

The chemistry between them definitely has the sparks flying, but will the scars of the past only lead them to crash and burn?


About the Author
Hi, I'm SJ. A coffee addict, lover of chocolate and drinker of good red wines. I'm a lost soul and a hopeless romantic. Reading and writing are necessary parts of who I am. Though perhaps not as necessary as coffee! I can drink coffee without writing, but I can't write without coffee.

I grew up loving romance novels, my first boyfriends were book boyfriends, but life intervened, as it tends to do, and I wandered down the paths of non fiction for many years. My life changed completely a couple of years ago and I returned to Romance to find my escape.

I write 'Sweet N Steamy' stories because to me there is enough angst and darkness in real life. My favorite romances are happy escapes with a focus on fun, friendships and happily-ever-afters, just like the ones I write.

These days I live in beautiful Montana, the last best place. If I'm not reading or writing you'll find me just down the road in the park - Yellowstone. I have deer, eagles and the occasional bear for company, and I like it that way :0)


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The Other Side Of Someday♥Cover Reveal

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Title: The Other Side Of Someday
Author: Carey Heywood
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: July 7, 2014
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Synopsis
Falling in love? Courtney Grayson has been there, done that.
Men, who needs them? Love wasn’t everything she thought it would be. This time around she’s doing things differently. She hasn’t sworn off men for good, just isn’t interested in settling. Trusting someone with her heart again? Someday, but not today.
Falling in love? Sorry, Clay Bradshaw is not the guy for you.
He’s never been in love and he doesn’t see it happening. Hooking up can be fun, but more often than not, women are a distraction he doesn’t need. He’s a busy man, and doesn’t have time to date, let alone fall in love. Will someone ever change that? There’s always a chance, someday.
Life doesn’t always go as planned, and love may find them both on the other side of someday.

Excerpt
"Courtney, I want you anyway I can get you.” A spark of desire blooms inside my gut.“I want you too.” He takes a deep breath. “Tell me what you want Courtney.” I shift, pressing my legs together. “That day, in your condo.” “Yeah.” “I didn’t want you to stop.” I don’t even recognize my own voice. “I didn’t want to stop.” I flick off the light. “What would you have done, if you didn’t stop?” “Where are you?” “In my room.” “Are you in bed?” I wet my lips. “Yes.” “What are you wearing?” “A robe.” He groans. “Are you wearing anything under that robe?” I gulp. “No.” I hear the rush of air leaving his lungs. “Will you touch yourself if I tell you?” I hurry across my room and lock my door. “Do you want me to?” “God yes.” I giggle, suddenly shy. “You think I’m funny?” I cover my face even though he can’t see me.“I’ve never done this before.” “Does the thought of me touching you turn you on?” I let out a ragged breath. “Yes.” “Just imagine your hands are mine. Can you do that?” “I can.” “Remember how you were against that window?” “I do.” “I wanted you so bad.” “Tell me.” “Imagine my hands under your sweater. That innocent looking sweater. Put your hands on your breasts. God they felt so good. Rub your nipples.” I do as he says. Imagining myself up against that window. His body is pressed up behind me, his hands caressing my breasts and teasing my nipples. I moan. “You like that don’t you? I slideone hand down your body and stroke your clit.” I whimper. “Spread your legs Courtney.” I do as he says, my middle finger teasing my clit. “Are you wet?” “So wet.” I gasp. “Fuck. I slide my hand down further and dip it right into that wetness. Do you like that?” “Oh, yes.” “I push it deep before I pull it out and rub your wetness all over your clit.” “Oh my god.” “I’m so fucking hard.” “Are you touching yourself?” I ask. “I am. You like that?” “uhhun.” “What do you want me to do with my cock Courtney?” “I want you to put it in me.” “Fuck. Alright, I hitch up that sexy ass skirt you’re wearing and slide your panties down. Your ass is so fucking hot. I pull off your sweater too.” “Do I move my hands off the window?” “What?” “To get my sweater off?” I pant.” “No keep your hands on the window.” “How do I get it off.” “I rip it off. It’s just gone.” “Okay.” “I pull your hips back tome and press you hard against the window so your breasts and pressing on the glass. My slide my cock between your legs.” “When did you take off your clothes?” “They melted off. Fuck. I don’t know.”I bite back a laugh. “Am I losing you here?” He asks. “No, no keep going. Your cock is between my legs.” “Fuck. Say that again.” His tone makes me shiver. “Your.” I draw out each word. “Cock is between my legs.” “God that is sexy. Alright. So I rub it back and forth across your pussy. I’m still rubbing your clit with one hand.” “I want you in me.” “I slide my cock into your tight, wet pussy.” My finger circles my clit furiously as I imagine him filling me. “You like my cock Courtney?” “I do.” “Pinch your nipples.” I do and feel my orgasm build. “I’m so close.” “I grab your hips and bury my cock inside you.” I feel it crest. “Oh God. Oh God. Oh God.” “Let me hear you come baby.” “Yes. Oh God. Yes.” “Fuck.” I pant, trying to catch my breath. “That was so fucking hot.” “Did you?” “All over my fucking hand.”
About The Author
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New York Times and USA Today bestselling author with six books out and many more to come. She was born and raised in Alexandria, Virginia. Ever the mild-mannered citizen, Carey spends her days working in the world of finance, and at night, she retreats into the lives of her fictional characters. Supporting her all the way are her husband, three sometimes-adorable children, and their nine-pound attack Yorkie.

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Author: Melanie Dawn
Titles:So Much It Hurts & Then There Was You
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Melanie Dawn is a thinker, a dreamer, and a hopeless romantic. When her head isn't in the clouds, she spends her time as a jack of all trades to her family. Melanie resides in the hills of North Carolina with her husband, her three children, and her cat. She enjoys lazy summer afternoons cruising around the lake on the pontoon boat with her family. 
Melanie graduated from UNC-Chapel Hill with a BA in Psychology and earned her MA in School Counseling from Appalachian State University. She spent the first six years after graduate school as a middle school counselor. Those were years she deems as some of the best years of her life. That is, until she had children of her own. The last seven years have been spent as a stay-at-home mom. She has learned some tough life lessons, like what the inner absorbent pellets of a diaper look like scattered in the washing machine. She has also learned the strength of the willpower of a two year old lacking a nap. Through it all, Melanie has learned how to roll with the punches and appreciate the time she has been able to spend at home with her children. 
Now that her last child has started Kindergarten, Melanie is ready to add a new chapter in her life. That chapter begins with her debut novel—So Much It Hurts.



Life is full of uncertainty, so what happens when a what-if from your past collides with your present?


Kaitlyn Thomas, a weary wife and mother, is taking a much needed getaway with her friends. All she wants to do is relax and rejuvenate on her weekend escape to the beach. Having a drink at the bar with the girls sounds like the perfect way to unwind. That is, until Kaitlyn hears a familiar voice from the stage that shakes her to her core. She grapples with her memory until Chris King, the lead singer of the band, walks up to her and eliminates the questions in her mind.



Chris King…the misunderstood bad boy who once saved her in ways that no one else could. 



Kaitlyn’s friends beg to know the story behind this mystery man. Forced to revisit a painful past from which she has spent years trying to heal, Kaitlyn's recollection of Chris awakens intense feelings that she has kept buried deep inside her heart. Has time changed him, or is he still the same person Kaitlyn fell in love with so many years ago? 



Marriage vows are sacred, but temptation is a powerful thing.



Seeing Chris again has caused a war between her head and her heart. In the end, which one will win the battle? Facing a difficult decision, Kaitlyn just wants to be sure of one thing when she walks away from this weekend—no regrets.



This is an emotionally gripping story of love, loss, redemption, and hope. 















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Out of despair comes hope. 


Chris King never saw it coming…

In some ways, closing the book on my first love was the worst day of life. I was gutted, and yet I was completely at peace with my decision. I walked away knowing that I did what was best for her, unsure if I could ever recover. 

Little did I know that one concert would change the entire course of my life. 



There I stood, signing autographs and snapping pictures with fans when a familiar face in the crowd catapulted my mind back in time—Salem Honeycutt, once a balm to my pain and a calm in my storm. Yet again, her smiling face gave me hope.

Only one question remained: did she still see me as a wayward teenage boy who was completely off limits, or could she see the man I'd become…focused and driven, yearning for another chance at love?



For Salem Honeycutt, postpartum bliss seemed like a lie...

No one told me that I’d hate my baby when I brought her home from the hospital. No one told me that I’d want to put a pillow over my husband’s head and smother him in his sleep. No one told me that I’d want to slap every person who gave me the ever-so-cliché advice to ‘cherish every moment.’ No one told me that I’d despise my life the minute I became a mother, but I did.



Then I met Chris King, the kid who made me want to pull myself up from the dark recesses of my mind and face each day. This kid, whose passion for life and talent for music, touched my soul deeper than I could ever touch his. Chris gave me a reason to live.



I was once affectionately known as Mrs. H., Chris’s juvenile detention counselor. 



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Popping the top off his own bottle, he leaned toward me, his voice gravelly, “I mean, come on. I’m not gonna dance around it. You’re beautiful.” 
I nearly choked on my beer, but quickly recovered, masking my freaking-the-hell-out face with a subtle smile. 
He continued, nervously glancing at the beer in his hand. I wondered if he was praying to the gods of liquid courage like I was. “Salem, you’ve…you’ve always been sexy as hell,” he stammered. “You had to know how hot all the guys at Fairbanks thought you were, and you probably just chalked it up to some silly teenage fantasies.” His eyes shot up to meet my gaze. “But I hope you know that you meant way more to me than that.” 
I nodded. I understood where he was coming from because he’d always meant more to me than ‘just some client.’ He was my saving grace. “You were more to me too,” I said softly. 
Continuing to stir up my already mixed emotions, he added, “You were my lifeline back then.” 
He stood up, walking over to the massive windows. Leaning both hands against the glass, he stared out at the city for several seconds.  “And yet, here we are again…crossing paths.”   
Without thinking, I spoke what had been on my mind all night, “Does it make you question fate?” 
He whirled around to face me. A brooding expression was plastered on his face, and he seemed just as perplexed as I was. With each ragged breath, his sculpted pecs rose and fell, defining themselves in his fitted, thermal shirt. Finally speaking up, he said, “Yeah…yeah, it does.” 
Suddenly the air between us changed. I soaked in the way he looked at me with a softness in his eyes. The expression on his face was different than the canned smile he normally used to pose for the cameras of his adoring fans. This smile was warm, inviting, comforting—a smile meant just for me. 
What does all this mean? Part of me felt so ridiculously wrong, but then again, another part of me felt so utterly, hopelessly…right. 




And Then There Was You by Charlie McIver












25 Random Facts: 1. Dr. Pepper is my drink of choice. 2. I was adopted as a baby. I never knew anything about my biological family until five years ago my bio mom hired a private investigator to find me. 3. I have a phobia of butterflies…don’t laugh…ok, laugh. I know you probably already are anyway. 4. I always wanted to be a nurse when I grew up. I was even a candy striper at the local hospital when I was in high school. 5. I went to UNC-Chapel Hill. I was so homesick the first year that I almost quit and came home, but I didn’t. 6. I wish I knew how to read music. 7. I have a major celebrity crush on Channing Tatum. 8. I like strange food combinations, like Pineapple dipped in Ranch dressing. I also like to eat potato chips with French Onion dip while drinking a big glass of Orange juice. 9. I used to race Soap Box Derby when I was younger. 10. I was once a State Bowling Champion in my division when I was in middle school, but the last time I went bowling with my kids I barely scored 100! 11. I’m a stay at home mom with a Master’s degree…and I wouldn’t change a thing about that! 12. I detest laundry…don’t mind washing and drying, but I LOATHE folding and putting away. 13. My all-time favorite restaurant is The Melting Pot! 14. A few of my all-time favorite movies are: Titanic, Romeo+Juliet, 13 Going on 30, Saving Private Ryan, and Step Up. 15. Songs that always move me to tears are: Everything by Lifehouse, And Still by Reba McEntire, That’s Me by Martina McBride, Kissing You by Des’ree, and You’re Gonna Miss This by Trace Adkins. 16. I have been an avid reader since I started reading The Babysitter’s Club books when I was younger. Some of my all-time favorite books are: What’s Eating Gilbert Grape? By Peter Hedges, Stuck in Neutral by Terry Trueman, The Giver by Lois Lowry, Dear John by Nicholas Sparks, The Bridges of Madison County by Robert James Waller, the Faith on the Homefront Series by Penelope Stokes, and the Twilight Series by Stephenie Meyer. 17. I was Team Jacob BEFORE the movies. 18. When I retire my dream would be to move to FL and work at Disney World. 19. When I go to Sweet Frog, I always get the Cake Batter flavored frozen yogurt topped with Heath bits. 20. My first baby weighed 10 lbs. 7oz. He was the biggest baby my doctor had ever delivered. 21. The two songs I currently will not change the station for: Sail by Awolnation and Clarity by Zedd. 22. I’m growing my hair out to donate to Locks of Love. It’s almost long enough... 23. I currently don’t have any tattoos. A friend of mine keeps trying to talk me into changing that. 24. My first car was a 1995 Dodge Neon. My mom won the car in a contest! Crazy story… 25. I have always been one to love easily, forgive easily, and make friends easily...almost to a fault...



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T.K. Rapp - Mine to Steal - Release Day- June 12th


Title: Mine to Steal
Author: T.K. Rapp
Release Date: June 12, 2014
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Synopsis
In life and business, Trey Miller has always been the good guy. Nothing wrong with that, since it’s gotten him everywhere he has needed to be. His startup company is a success and growing so much that he is gaining the attention of larger corporations.
By all accounts, Trey has it all, but the one place he fails is love.
He thought he might have had something with Emogen Kane, but she was taken before he even had a chance. Now, he hides behind work, unwilling to take any risks in the love department.
When Trey finds himself vying for a huge account against Faith Young, he knows he’s going to have to play it tough to win. Faith is smart, attractive and rumor has it, she lands every account she goes after.
When Faith is thrown into his path at every turn, Trey starts to feel that it is more than a coincidence. Knowing that Faith has a boyfriend douses the flame that he was starting to feel, until he realizes that the guy might not at all be what he seems.
Trey let go once, but he’s determined to win it all this time. Does he have it in him to roll up his sleeves and get dirty? And if he does, will he finally end up with the girl?
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Excerpt
The brunette is in her own world, oblivious to the hungry eyes watching her. My legs are glued to the spot I was so eager to escape moments before because I’m captivated by this woman. The blonde sticks her bottom lip out in a pout and attempts to tug me toward her once again, but I pull her back to me. I do my best to convince my dance partner I’m into her, but my attention has been stolen. There are so many people around us, I can’t tell if I’m dancing with her, or the woman next to her.
There’s an idea.
We continue swaying to the music, all the while, getting closer to my intended target. I still have not seen her face, but her body and the sheer unencumbered way she moves leaves me with one goal - get this one.
My dance partner has taken to moving all over the place, and leaving me for someone equally as drunk as she is. She doesn’t notice I’ve turned my back to her as I fixate on the one I want. My eyes never stray from the sexy woman who is now within my reach. Her friends are dancing together, and she is in her own world, dancing alone, or so it seems.
In my current state, the dimly lit dance floor seems almost black, and I do something I was never able to do with Em. Take what I want.
My hands extend to touch her, but before they connect, she spins around to face me, and I find myself wishing I could make out her features through the flashing lights and alcohol goggles. She reaches up and places her hands on my shoulders as if she’s been waiting for this moment all night, but it’s almost like she’s seeing through me.
My hands fall onto her hips and grasp firmly while we move in sync to the music. The lights make it hard to see anything distinguishing about her other than the curves of her body. I wish I could tell what color her eyes are, or if they’re even open. Her lips turn up as I lean down to ask her name. Our mouths are inches apart, and I can’t help the way my body reacts to hers. I can finally see her eyes that are glassy and wide as she stares into mine, the music fading away.
As my eyes adjust to the sight in front of me, her lips part, as if she wants to say something, but she remains speechless. We continue dancing, both of us waiting for the other to look away, but neither of us do. Her arms glide from my shoulders to my neck, and I want to know what her lips taste like. I’m vaguely aware of the people around us as the music and lights come back into my consciousness. She tugs my head toward her and rises up on her toes, our lips mashing together in a fiery kiss.
Review

I enjoyed reading this story about Trey & Faith. This story has many ups and downs that keeps you reading to see how everything unfolds. 
Trey & Faith are competing for the same job and have to spend time together to get the job in the beginning. Throw in an annoying yet funny brother, underhanded boyfriend and two hard headed people with a history and you get a great story. 

Reviewed by: Penny Clingan

4 Stars

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T.K. Rapp is a Texas girl born and raised. She earned a B.A. in Journalism from Texas A&M and it was there that she met the love of her life. He had a contract with the U.S. Navy that would take them across both coasts, and ultimately land them back home in Texas.
Upon finally settling in Texas, T.K. worked as a graphic designer and photographer for the family business that her mom started years earlier. She was able to infuse her creativity and passion, into something she enjoyed, but something was still missing. There was a voice in the back of her head that told her to write, so write, she did. And, somewhere on an external hard drive, are several stories she started and never finished.
Now at home, raising her two daughters, T.K. has more time to do the things she loves, which includes photography and writing. When she’s not doing one of those, she can be found with her family, which keeps her busy. She enjoys watching her kids in their various sporting activities (i.e. doing the soccer mom thing), having Sunday breakfast at her parent’s house, singing out loud and out of key or dancing like a fool. She loves raunchy humor, gossip blogs and a good book.
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