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A smokin’ hot British player…

A jilted girl…

One night of mistaken identity…

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Two weeks before her wedding, Remi Montague’s fiancé drops her faster than a drunken sorority girl in stilettos. Armed with her best friend and a bottle of tequila, she hops a plane to London to drown her sorrows before fall semester begins at Whitman University.

She didn't plan on attending a masquerade party.

She sure didn’t plan on waking up next to the British bad boy who broke her heart three years ago—the devastatingly handsome and naked Dax Blay. Furthermore, she has no clue how they acquired matching tattoos.

Once back at Whitman together, they endeavor to pretend they never had their night of unbridled passion in London.

But that’s damn hard to do when you live in the same house…

One night. Two damaged hearts. The passion of a lifetime.

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About the Author

New York Times and USA Today best-selling author Ilsa Madden-Mills writes about strong heroines and sexy alpha males that sometimes you just want to slap.

She's addicted to all things fantasy, including unicorns and sword-wielding heroes in books. Other fascinations include frothy coffee beverages, dark chocolate, Instagram, Ian Somerhalder (seriously hot), astronomy (she's a Gemini), Sephora make-up, and tattoos.

She has a degree in English and a Master's in Education.

When she's not pecking away on her computer, she shops for cool magnets, paints old furniture, and eats her weight in sushi.

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VERY BAD THINGS

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VERY WICKED THINGS

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VERY TWISTED THINGS

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Hard Luck Release Blitz

From USA Today Bestselling author Liv Morris comes a sexy standalone romcom where cocky chases sassy around the bases.

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Blurb

Meet Brady Luck...

Slugger. Hot shot. MVP.

I’ve been called it all.

I was the real deal, baby.

The diamond was my battlefield.

Women were the victory celebration.

My "Lucky" streak was a given.

On and off the field.

Then I slept with the wrong woman,

And she cursed me.

Literally.

Turned my game upside-down,

In the ballpark...and bedroom.

Now my team is paying the price.

My last hope is Cali Jones,

A smart and sexy physician assistant.

Her Midas touch may fix my swing,

Repair my equipment.

But will it be enough to cure my hard luck?

Excerpt

“Come on, Cali, baby.” Oh great, here comes the sweet talk. “Just a quickie. No one will notice.”

He places a finger under my chin and I look up at him. Blue eyes twinkling, blond hair a sexy mess, a deadly smirk on a killer jawline—yeah, I’m shit at saying no to that.

“Okay,” I agree, but hold up three fingers. “You have three minutes.”

“Two,” he starts to undo his belt and the bulge at his crotch tells me two minutes might be enough. “Take off your panties, but leave everything else on.”

“I can’t believe we are doing this. Fucking in the Lincoln Bedroom is probably against the law or something.” I pull down my panties and Brady stuffs them in his pocket.

“I’ll give them back later. Now, get on the bed,” he says while whipping out his nine inches, and I grin knowing they are all mine.

Excerpt

“What do you want?” I breathe.

“I want you in my bed,” Brady murmurs back, as his fingers trail along my cheek, then he pulls the covers off me with a snap of his wrist.

“Brady, what are you doing?” I bring one hand up to my chest.

“Taking you to my bed,” he growls while lifting me up and throwing me over his shoulder Viking-style. “I hope you’re ready to be fucked senseless,” he says as we walk out of my bedroom and down the hallway toward his suite.

“Yes,” I say while exhaling. He’s taken my breath away and I can hardly speak.

“Good,” he responds on a growl, “because I plan on keeping you up all night.”

I close my eyes at the thought of opening myself up to him—all those glorious nine inches. I can’t wait.

Excerpt

I toss my bag onto the back floorboard and climb in after it. The second I’m in the car, an arm grabs me and pulls me to the backseat.

“What the fuck?” I gasp, and look up to see Brady holding on to me.

“Hey, baby,” he says, pulling me into his lap, which I end up straddling. And as usual, he’s as hard as a rock.

“You planned this, didn’t you?” I kiss the smile off his face knowing this was his idea to get me alone before the game.

“I wanted a quickie on the way to the studio. The limo is closed off and Stuart is none the wiser.”

“Problem is, Stuart is too wise. He’ll know you’re fucking me.” I continue to kiss his jawline and begin to take off his belt buckle. “We better hurry.”

“Fuck yeah,” he whistles as he pulls my dress down to reveal a shear lace strapless bra. He pulls my breasts out of each cup and sucks a nipple into his eager mouth.

“Turn up the radio. You know how I love to scream.” I think Brady’s nine inches has flipped my nympho switch. I’ve never come on dick alone until him.

I ease off Brady’s lap and take his cock into my mouth. We only have a few minutes before we arrive at the studio and I can’t disappoint my favorite appendage.

About the Author:

USA Today bestselling author, Liv Morris, was raised in the Ozark Mountains of Missouri. She now resides on the rock known as St. Croix, USVI with her first and hopefully last husband. After relocating twelve times during his corporate career, she qualifies as a professional mover. Learning to bloom where she's planted, Liv brings her moving and life experience to her writing.

 

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BOOK TOUR: The Drifter by @AuthorKCoopmans

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The Drifter by Kathy Coopmans is

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Blurb

To the outside world, Kray Brooks had it all growing up.

Wealth. The devoting parents.

The beautiful girlfriend.

Good grades.

All of it a lie, except her. The woman he left behind thirteen years ago to try and achieve his real dream... to become a musician.

Life doesn't always go according to the plan you set out for yourself.

Sometimes, you drift. Become lost, lose hope and crash.

For thirteen years he's been drifting wherever his guitar takes him, avoiding his past. Never thinking of his future.

Not once did he think it would all catch up to him. Until it did.

Excerpt

“You in there or what?” Josh nudges me with his hip. His finger rises up to tap me on my temple, startling me out of my slumber. I stumble forward, damn near tripping over a guitar case that’s sitting on the edge of the sidewalk. I should be paying attention to where I’m going. There are many people here singing and offering up some sort of trick for money up and down this strip. Only the ones who can carry a tune catch my wandering eye for more than a second. Not that they all don’t deserve my attention, but the people who sing have a raw, natural talent. I become lost in their voices. Attuned. Familiar. There’s no sweet, tender, or rough and seductive voice close by. Therefore, whoever owns this particular case isn’t singing, or otherwise I may have pulled Josh to a sudden stop to listen before tumbling over it like an idiot. “Shit. Sorry about that,” I tell the man I notice standing up against the brick wall without looking at him. This is what I get for thinking about things I shouldn’t. “It was my fault,” Josh comments as we both bend down to shove the few dollar bills that fell out back into the case. The man behind us just mumbles something incoherent. I instantly feel worse for some reason. He’s worked hard for this money. In the heat no less. And here I am, scrounging around to make sure I gather it all up while assholes walk around me not giving a shit there are two people squatted down on the sidewalk. They just step around us, not bothering to offer help. Insensitive assholes. I reach into my purse and toss a hundred-dollar bill inside the case. I know most of these people spend their money on booze and drugs. I don’t care. Well, I do, really. They should be using it wisely. But who am I to judge? I only wish I could have heard him sing before we walk away. The talent they have is remarkable. It’s sad, really, how I enjoy listening to them sing on these streets for food, a home, or more than likely a fix of alcohol or drugs. I can’t help it; those voices carry me away. Some of them are truly mesmerizing. Wasted talent on a dirty street. I’m sure some are runaways with dreams shattered and hopes burned. This is the only way they know how to survive. The Hollywood record producers should listen to some of these talented people instead of shoving their lying butts into the faces of the fake boob Barbie to either get in her pants or rake her back over hot coals, sucking as much money out of her as they can. If only the rich would seek out the poor. To lend a hand to those who only think life has fed them nothing but shit. For these people to see that no matter how bad your life has been, if given the chance or a choice, you can become whoever you want to be, even if you’re alone doing it. I turn to the man whose face is darkened by the way he stands. His face is completely out of my sight with his chin tugged down to where it’s almost touching his chest. One black, shiny-booted foot rests up against the wall. His jeans hang low. He’s wearing a faded gray t-shirt that, if I’m correct, was black at one time. It also looks way too small, because my god, is it tight across his massive chest. He has shoulders any woman would love to reach around and grab as he lies on top of her. I’d give anything to see his face. To hear him sing. To observe and dissect his talent.

Review

I am a giant Kathy Coopmans fan and have read all of her books. This one is nothing like any of them. Although full of angst and classic Kathy Coopmans dramatic flair, the heartbreaking relationship Kray has with his family and then the break up of him and his one true love is uncharted territory for her in past releases. You definitely feel the pain of Rori losing the man she thought would be with her forever and then feel the hope that comes when they are reunited thirteen years later. When she not only works to make herself the success she is when they reunite, but also helps Kray reach his dreams and realize the potential he never explored before, you can't help but love her and cheer for the success of their relationship. This is a wonderful second chance romance and definitely five stars not to be missed. Extra points for the first read of hers not to end in a cliffy. Lol!

~ Kellie, Eye Candy Bookstore

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About the Author:

Kathy Coopmans

USA Today Best-Selling Author Kathy Coopmans, lives in Michigan with her husband Tony where they have two grown sons.

After raising her children she decided to publish her first book and retiring from being a hairstylist.

She now writes full time.

She's a huge sports fan with her favorite being Football and Tennis.

She's a giver and will do anything she can to help another person succeed!

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