Wednesday, December 31, 2014

BEHIND THE STARS by Leigh Talbert Moore ♥ RELEASE BLITZ

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BEHIND THE STARS
Leigh Talbert Moore
Action - Adventure Romance
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Prentiss Puckett is certain of three things: -Graduation is two weeks away. -Summer only gets hotter in south Mississippi. -She’s getting a job with air-conditioning. She did not expect to be kidnapped walking to work. And she never expected to become a hero.   Behind the Stars - LIVE
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Behind the Stars
By Leigh Talbert Moore
© 2014, Leigh T. Moore
Prentiss A cramp stabbing my ribs brought me back to the Here and Now. I was late, and last day or not, Dr. Green would fuss. “My assistants must be punctual,” he’d say. “It’s difficult being the only vet in a farming community.” I exhaled slowly as a bead of sweat tickled a path down the middle of my back, and I tried to keep the dirt out of my Keds. Back when the 911 service came through, most of these roads got numbers or real names besides “Shortcut to the Creek” or “Road Where the Broke-down House Used to Be.” But there were still a few like this one, “Old School Road,” that you only knew what to do with if you grew up in our little town of less than a thousand people. It didn’t matter, though. Strangers never stopped in Dabb Creek. That should’ve been my first warning. If I hadn’t been so focused on being late, I might’ve paid more attention to the strange man standing on the shoulder looking lost. Bad manners or not, I didn’t have time to give directions or to explain how far it was back to town. It wasn’t until I was up on him that I realized he was watching me, studying the pace of my feet. Then I saw the body on the ground. I skipped like a rabbit to the other side of the road, a scream forming in my mouth, but another man sprung up behind me. A rough cloth clamped over my mouth, and in two breaths, everything went dark.  
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“Five Stars: The best series that I have read in a while. I couldn't put it down at all. It still has my attention, begging to be revisited!" --Reading in Black and White "Solid, well-crafted and captivating!" --Kawehi Reviews "Fun, entertaining, and original!" --My Guilty Obsession book reviews "Adventurous and exciting, a great book for anyone." --Somertime Book Blog “If you are looking for a great YA read, this is the book for you. Full of nail biting suspense, this book is sure to keep your attention.” –Mandy “I Read Indie”  
About the Author
Leigh Talbert Moore
Leigh Talbert Moore wrote her first graphic novel at the age of nine--about a lady scientist burned by acid. Sadly, the text of "Fury Woman" was lost, and Leigh's novelist aspirations went on hiatus. Then, after a decade working in journalism, editing, marketing, and public relations, she began writing books again, and in 2009 completed Dragonfly. Today, Leigh is the author of several popular young adult and new adult novels, all with a strong romantic slant. She lives with her husband and two young children in the middle of the country, where she conjures new worlds, characters, and situations while playing chauffeur, chaperone, group activity leader, and referee. And she's still trying to remember the plot of Fury Woman...  
Books by Leigh Talbert Moore
-THE TRUTH ABOUT FAKING (YA romantic comedy) -THE TRUTH ABOUT LETTING GO (YA coming of age; Top 5 Finalist, 2013 "Best Indie Book Awards" sponsored by The Kindle Book Review) -ROUGE (New Adult romantic suspense; Quarterfinalist, 2013 Amazon Breakthrough Novel Award) -DRAGONFLY (New Adult family saga; Book #1 in the Dragonfly series) -UNDERTOW (New Adult family saga; Book #2 in the Dragonfly series) -WATERCOLOR (New Adult family saga; Book #3 in the Dragonfly series) -MOSAIC (New Adult family saga; Book #4/final book in the Dragonfly series) -BEHIND THE STARS (NA Action-adventure/paranormal romance)   From Leigh: *I love hearing from readers! Send feedback, ask questions, or say hello at leightmoore(at)gmail.com. *Visit my website: www.leightmoore.com *You can also find me on Facebook, where I post my latest book news, sales, and excerpts: www.facebook.com/LeighTalbertMoore *I’m Tsu.co: https://www.tsu.co/leightmoore *And I'm on Twitter and Instagram as @leightmoore *Sign up for my newsletter for new release and sale updates here: http://eepurl.com/tzVuP *Get exclusive Text Alerts for Sales & New Releases! Text "LeighTMoore" to to 77948 Today! (Max 6 messages per month; HELP for help; STOP to cancel; Text and Data rates may apply. Privacy policy available, leightmoore@gmail.com)  
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Spotlight Tour for DASH Vol 2 by Shantel Tessier

Title: Dash Vol. 2
Author: Shantel Tessier
Genre: Adult, Romance
Release Date: December 30, 2014
I should have walked away that day at the race track. I should have turned my back on Dash and all the feelings I started to have for him. He lied to me. He was keeping secrets from not only my father but me as well. But I couldn’t. There were too many unanswered questions that I needed to know and he promised to tell me. But promises are made to be broken, right? 

I lied. Not because I needed to but because I could. Tabatha was smart, though. She is gonna figure out sooner or later that who I am and who she thinks I am are two very different people. She deserves the truth. But how do I know what the truth is anymore?

My heart pounds in my chest and my body trembles. I gasp, trying to catch my breath.
“You sure know how to stroke a man’s ego,” Dash’s voice whispers into my ear as his hand slides between our bodies and his fingers find my clit. I gasp as he starts to massage it. He chuckles as he buries his face deeper into my neck.
I arch my back, allowing him better access as I suck in another breath. “You’re the one doing all the work,” I pant as his body lies on top of mine.
I feel him smile against my neck. I let out a shriek as he rolls over and pulls me on top of him. He looks up to me with a smirk on his face. A few strands of dark hair stick to his slick forehead. “You can have all the control you want, darling.” I’m momentarily paralyzed as his light gray eyes stare up into mine. The morning light coming in through the window makes them sparkle. The smirk grows across his face as he places his hands behind his head. Arrogant bastard. He knows what he does to me when he looks at me like that. Like I’m the only woman in the world. Like neither one of us have a past. Like we’re not hiding from the present. I don’t know what our future holds, but at the moment, it goes on forever.
I run my hands up his smooth and hard chest, the sweat from our bodies making it slippery. I want to taste him in every way. To the point that it may make me sound somewhat insane. Leaning down, I place my lips on his chest and give him a soft kiss. I continue giving him soft kisses as I slide my body down his.
He lifts his hips and he lets out a deep growl as I wrap my fingers around the base of his dick. I wet my lips and lower my mouth over him as his hands find their way into my hair. So much for being in charge. I don’t mind it, though. He can have all the control over me that he wants.
He lets out a moan as I pull him to the back of my throat. I let out a noise of my own when I taste myself on him. As I go to pull up, his hands in my hair grip me tighter and he lifts his hips, pushing deeper into my mouth. I try to fight the urge to pull back, to fight his control. He’s not Rodger, I tell myself.
“Fuck…Oh…” I run my eyes up his body lying on the white sheets. His stomach muscles clench and his chest rises and falls quickly. His head is thrown back, his jaw tight, as he sucks in breaths through clenched teeth. It’s a sight to see—me allowing him to take pleasure from me the way that he wants. I relax, allowing him to have his way with my mouth as I just allowed him to have my body.
I take him as deep and as fast as he wants to go. And he wants it fast. He doesn’t let up. My jaw is sore and my cheeks hurt but it’s worth it. Anything is worth hearing that man come with my name on his lips.
Once he’s finished, he releases my hair and I pull away from him with a satisfied smile on my face. He grabs me by the shoulders and throws me down beside him. “You’re amazing,” he breathes as he pushes some hair off of my face.
I take in a deep breath. “Not so bad yourself,” I tease.
His smile widens. “So much for stroking my ego,” he mumbles.
I arch an eyebrow. “I think I’ve stroked enough,” I respond, making him fill his bedroom with laughter.

I open my eyes and look at myself in the mirror. I have streaks running down my face from the tears I’ve cried in the last hour. It’s crazy how that memory was from just this morning. We were lying in his bed laughing as we were getting ready for round two. Now I’m standing in the restroom at the hospital waiting to see if he’s gonna be okay.
Dash crashed! It happened so fast that it didn’t register at first. He was riding along on the track after our talk. I had almost left him. I was so pissed at the fact that he was keeping some serious secrets from me. Hell, I thought that Valerie was telling the truth and that she was indeed his girlfriend. My father even believed her. Acted like he knew her. But after talking to him, I believed him. Then he jumped back on his bike and went to finish his practice run.

Shantel is a Texas born girl who now lives in Tulsa, Oklahoma with her high school sweetheart, who is a wonderful, supportive husband and their three year old little princess. She loves to spend time cuddled up on the couch with a good book.

She is currently working on book two in the Undescribable series. She considers herself extremely lucky to get to be a stay at home wife and mother. Going to concerts and the movies are just a few of her favorite things to do. She hates coffee, but loves wine. She and her husband are both huge football fans, college and NFL. And she has to feed her high heel addiction by shopping for shoes weekly.

Although she has a passion to write, her family is most important to her. She loves spending evenings at home with her husband and daughter, along with their cat and dog.



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Release of The Devil's Trap (In Darkness We Dwell #2) by Honoria Ravena

Title: The Devil's Trap
Series: Into Darkness We Dwell #2
Author: Honoria Ravena
Genre: Adult, Paranormal Romance
Release Date: December 31, 2014
Pagan is the best vampire hunter money can buy. But, when she’s paid to kill one of the most powerful vampires in existence, she gets in way over her head. When things go south there will be no escape. 

Myths abound about the ancient vampire Nyx, claiming him to be so powerful that a blow to the heart won’t kill him. Even the vampire king fears his wrath. However, Pagan is different, and as soon as he sees her fire, he knows he’ll do anything to keep her. But she’s a stubborn woman.

But when Pagan's protection evaporates and an enemy from her past tries to murder her and her brother she'll be forced to trust Nyx. Because really, who is the larger threat? The man out to destroy mankind? Or the vampire determined to own her heart?

The Devil's Trap Excerpt © Honoria Ravena
I lunged, knife out, ready to slash at him. He jumped back in time to avoid the full blow, but I still caught him across the arm.
He hissed and glared at me. "You're sloppy, Pagan, you need more practice."
I smirked at the sight of blood. Oh yeah, I was going to enjoy causing him pain. He deserved it after what he'd done to my brother. "I got a slice of you, didn't I?"
"Sure, but that should've been a much more damaging blow than this little nick. You only got me because I thought I'd rolled your mind. I won't make that mistake again."
He disappeared in a blur of speed. He was too fast for my human eyes to track him. I spun around, expecting him to come at me from behind. He appeared by my side and knocked my knife hand. The blade went spinning.
I jumped back but stopped mid-retreat. I didn't want to escape him. I wanted him to pull me against his body, to forgive me for hurting him.
What was wrong with me? I was here to kill him. I didn't need his forgiveness.
He took a hesitant step toward me, and part of me yelled to draw my other knife while the other part demanded I caress his wounded arm and make sure I hadn't hurt him too badly.
A fog washed over my mind when he ran his hands up and down my arms. "Give me your knives, all of them."
"Don't give him jack shit, Pagan!"
I peered around Nyx and saw my brother. Deathly pale, with a sheen of sweat marking his face, my brother swayed on his feet. He leaned against the doorframe of the hallway, as if he couldn't stand on his own. I moved to go around Nyx. I needed to make sure he was okay, but Nyx seized my arm in a vise-like grip, stopping me in my tracks.
The master vampire frowned at my brother with disapproval. "How did you get away from Laedan?"
The corner of Jason's mouth tilted up, revealing one long, white fang. The blood left my head, and I actually placed my hand on Nyx's chest to keep myself from toppling over. God, my big brother really was a vampire. He definitely wasn't sporting any plastic fangs in that mouth of his.
"You shouldn't have left Laedan with me. You know a newly made, unfed vampire running on adrenaline is more powerful than a werewolf. Even one with fighting skills like his."
Nyx's eyes narrowed. "You didn't kill him, did you?"
"No, just had a little drink."
"You're not looking more powerful than Laedan," I said. My poor brother's face was a pale green, his eyes unfocused, as if he were knocking on Death's door.
Nyx glanced at me and placed his hand over mine on his chest. His frown of concern scrunched his forehead. "He's still changing."
Jason screamed and doubled over. I tried to jerk myself out of Nyx's grip, but he held firm, and the urge to move vanished as I watched my brother, horrified.
Nyx flinched. "This will be the last night he'll be in pain. Until then, he should really go lie down while I deal with you."
"I won't rest while you're trying to kill my sister, asshole," Jason gasped from the floor.
"I'm not going to kill her." He ran his fingers gently through my hair. A lover's caress.
"Pagan, get away from him." When I didn't move, he glared at Nyx. "What are you doing to her?"
"Touching enhances my hold over her." He released his grip on my arm and slid his hands up to my shoulders to pull me to him and kiss my throat. I jerked out of his embrace, unable to think. I had to get some distance from him.
My head ached, and my mouth was as dry as the desert. I drew my knife and backed away from him. "Let go of my mind, damn it!"
"Put that knife down." The order came through so clearly I couldn't tell if Nyx had spoken aloud or if it was all in my head.
Pain detonated behind my eyes. It was so ferocious I almost passed out. My hand shook so badly that I almost dropped the blade.
"Come here, damn it! Stop fighting me."
Agony scattered my thoughts. I stumbled as the weight of his mind crashed into mine. The knife clattered to the ground. My knees cracked as they hit the floor, but I barely noticed the pain. No physical sensation compared to what was going on in my head.
His commands bombarded me. I wanted to beg him to stop, to tell him I'd do whatever he wanted, but my teeth were clenched together against the words, and I couldn't force them apart.
Suddenly, everything stopped. I came to my senses, lying huddled on the floor, drenched in sweat. My short nails had managed to dig into my palms. I uncurled my fingers. Blood oozed from the little crescents indented in my palms.
"Get up, Pagan, damn it! You need to run." My brother started pulling me roughly to my feet.
"What happened?"
"I jumped Nyx, but he won't be down for long."
I glanced around and noticed the demolished bar. Broken glass and wood lay strewn everywhere. The mirrors behind the bar were cracked and coated in blood.
My brother shoved me toward the door, and I almost fell. He grabbed my hand to steady me and froze. "You're bleeding." His grip tightened around my hand, and I flinched.
He dropped my hand and spun away so fast that I couldn't track the movement. "Run, Pagan. You'll end up dead if you don't."
"You have to come with me. I can't leave you here."
He looked over his shoulder for a split second, but he didn't turn around. "Don't you get it? You're bleeding. Even if you weren't, I'm not sure I could go with you. Adrenaline got me this far, but I'm stretching my control to the limit just standing this close to you. I've resisted feeding until now. It's why I'm in even more pain than normal."
Tears streaked down my face. "Jason, I can't leave you here. He'll kill you for this."
I grabbed his shoulder and spun him around. He hissed, baring razor sharp fangs. He knocked my hand away, covered his face, and backpedaled.
Tears completely obscured my vision. A sob tore through my body. "Jason, come with me! I can't... You keep me safe. It's my fault this happened to you. Please!"
He didn't take his hands off his face. "This isn't your fault."
The rubble that used to be the bar shifted before Nyx sat up.
He wiped the blood out of his eyes and pointed at Jason. "I'm going to kick your ass, boy."
Jason pushed me toward the door and took up a fighting stance in front of me. "Pagan, run! I'll find a way out, but right now you need to be somewhere safe."
I backed away, glancing around the bar. The Devil’s Trap’s patrons sat around watching the show, but none interfered.

When my gaze went back to Nyx, he was already up and heading toward me. He shoved my brother so hard Jason dented the wall. I turned and ran for dear life.

HONORIA RAVENA is the author of Fear of Darkness, The Devil's Trap and My Cyborg Savior. When not writing or reading romance she’s belly dancing, traveling or spending quality time with friends and family at her home in Texas. Visit her website www.honoriaravena.com and join her monthly newsletter to stay up to date on new releases, win prizes and enjoy tidbits of wisdom from a dancing writer’s daily life. 
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