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Thursday, April 6, 2017

Cover Reveal- April 6 - JAKE (Immortals of New Orleans, Book 8) by Kym Grosso


Arriving May 30, 2017
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Photographer: Travis H. Lane
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Synopsis
Rise to Alpha
With Alpha blood coursing through his veins, charismatic wolf Jake Louvière, can no longer deny his true nature. As his beast demands his rightful place within Acadian Wolves, he’s forced to choose between killing his Alpha or leaving New Orleans forever. When a mysterious woman trespasses into the bayou, Jake is instinctively wary of the creature that is not wolf. Inexplicably drawn to her, he attempts to resist her magic as it weaves a seductive spell. As quickly as she appears, the dangerous beauty is kidnapped by a powerful New York vampire, and Jake swears retribution against an old adversary.

For centuries, Kai Beckett concealed her true identity from those who would steal her ancient powers. Risking everything to save her sister, she searches for the Alpha who’d left San Diego to return to his Cajun roots. Jake, a mate worthy of her spirit, seeks to tame her wild nature but she is not one to easily submit. As Kai surrenders to her attraction to the Alpha, she embraces her darkest fantasies.

From New Orleans to Southern California, Jake and Kai are surrounded by intrigue and danger. Learning to trust each other, they fight lethal enemies and the irresistible connection binding them together. As they spiral into an erotic adventure, will Jake acknowledge Kai as his mate? With a nefarious enemy seeking to capture her, will Jake rise to Alpha, saving both Kai and his pack?


Warning: This book contains several erotic love scenes, including m/f/m ménage and is intended for adult readers only.
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Kade
Kade Dark Embrace (Immortals of New Orleans, Book 1)
Luca
Luca’s Magic Embrace (Immortals of New Orleans, Book 2)
Tristan
Tristan's Lyceum Wolves (Immortals of New Orleans, Book 3)
Logan
Logan’s Acadian Wolves (Immortals of New Orleans, Book 4)
Leopold
Léopold's Wicked Embrace (Immortals of New Orleans, Book 5)
Dimitri
Dimitri (Immortals of New Orleans, Book 6)
Lost Embrace
Lost Embrace (Immortals of New Orleans, Book 6.5)
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Jax (Immortals of New Orleans, Book 7)
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Kym enjoys reading, tennis, zumba, traveling and spending time with her husband and children. New Orleans, with its rich culture, history and unique cuisine, is one of her favorite places to visit. Also, she loves traveling just about anywhere that has a beach or snow-covered mountains. On any given night, when not writing her own books, Kym can be found reading her Kindle, which is filled with hundreds of romances.
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Untouched Perfection Cover Reveal, April 6

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Title: Untouched Perfection
Author: Kristin Mayer
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: May 11
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Synopsis
They say a soulmate only comes along once. I believe it, too. I had my chance, but it slipped away. Each day a little more of myself dies, but I pretend I’m fine.

That is until I see him—the man who makes me feel alive—Garrick Shaw.

Something within me changes. It’s unavoidable and unlike anything I’ve ever known. And it scares me, terrifies me.

But there’s another danger lurking around the corner. Someone is conspiring to take it all away.

Who are they? 
What do they want? 
Why are they after me?

Only time will reveal what’s really going on. Hopefully, Garrick and I survive the fallout.

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“Are you almost ready?” Garrick called from the bedroom. I had barred him from the bathroom until I was completely ready. We hadn’t been able to keep our hands off each other today. Plus, we hadn’t seen each other naked yet. If I did, I might not be able to concentrate. Having him near me all night long played havoc with my dreams—naughty ones.

I answered over my shoulder. “Five minutes.” Checking the time, I confirmed I was early. “We’re not leaving for twenty more minutes. I promise I’ll be ready on time.”

“I’m dying to see you. Can I come in?”

“Patience is a virtue, Mr. Shaw.”

“That’s a line of bullshit someone said to make themselves feel better about waiting.”

Happiness filled me. I giggled like a schoolgirl. “You’ll survive. I promise.”

He exhaled with his displeasure. “I’ll be in the living room. Hurry.”

“Patience.”

 He grumbled a few words as he walked away. As our relationship progressed and things became more relaxed between us, more of his laid-back personality appeared. He wanted to be with me, see me. I liked that he needed to, considering his past.

I checked my dress and makeup one last time. The black dress was elegant, with a simple corset bodice that led to a strapless sweetheart neckline. Crystals embellished the drop waist and flowed out from there to the floor. I felt like a princess as I spun and the chiffon fabric moved elegantly. I left my makeup more natural, and my long blond hair hung in loose curls to hide my birthmark, considering the attention it had received at Kurt’s concert.

The gala was my first social outing with Garrick, and it made me a little nervous. After tonight, our relationship would be out. Public knowledge. It was odd dating someone for such a short time only to have it become imperative for the public to know you were taken.


After slipping on my black-crystal-embellished high heels, I took a deep, fortifying breath before heading into the living room.

Garrick paced the room on the phone. “Good. Yes. I’ll be prepared. Ring the bell when you’re ready.” He paused and looked my way. “I’ll call you back, Joe.”

He ended the call and stuffed his phone in the pocket of his tuxedo pants. “You are stunning. Maybe there is something to this patience thing.”


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Kristin Mayer is a wife, a proud mother, and a full-time Analyst and Import Manager. Since an early age, she has always enjoyed reading and writing. While visiting her father one weekend, he suggested that she should take up writing again. With family and a career, she didn’t give it a lot of thought, until a story entered her mind and wouldn’t leave. It just kept forming and developing over a couple of months.

At the beginning of 2013, she decided to sit down and write it all down, but she kept it to herself. One sentence developed into two, and before she knew it, she had the makings of a novel.
Kristin tries to live life to the fullest during every moment. She loves to travel and meet new people. She holds a degree in International Business and uses it daily in her job. Kristin now adds “author” on her list of jobs, and feels very blessed and thankful.


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Release Blitz w/ Giveaway - April 6:Billionaire's Vegas Night by Claire Adams




She didn't expect to end up in her boss' Vegas bed...
How does happily ever after begin? While you can no doubt think up a million romantic ways for it to get started, getting sloppy drunk and passing out probably isn’t one of them. Which is why Luna is so mortified to find herself waking up in her boss’ bed in Vegas, her memory of the night before little more than sporadic flashes.
While she is embarrassed, her billionaire boss, Gabriel, is unfazed. Unlike Luna, he remembers the night before—including their wedding, officiated by Blues Brothers impersonators. No, for Gabriel, everything is just fine. Until the police come knocking at the door of his hotel suite.
And why are they knocking on the door of his hotel suite? Because not one, but two of his ex-girlfriends are in the same hotel as him—and they are both dead. Strangled to death during the night. And he is their number one suspect.
And his alibi can’t remember a thing.
No, this certainly is not how we imagine happily ever after starting, but despite things being less than picture perfect, will Luna and Gabriel be able to carve a path together?
Billionaire's Vegas Night is a 90,000-word, FULL LENGTH, Standalone steamy sexy bad boy alpha billionaire romance. No cliffhanger and has a HEA. Includes 4 free bonus full-length box sets and novels for a limited time.

Bad Things Cover Reveal, April 6

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Title: Bad Things
Author: Emily Goodwin
Photographer: Sara Eirew Photography
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date:  May 4
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Synopsis
They say it’s better to have loved and lost than to never have loved at all. I think that’s total bullshit. No one wants to be a loser in the Game of Love. Trust me, I know. With a lying fiancee and a canceled wedding, I’ve lost big time.

And that loss turned me bitter, so hell bent on vengeance that I almost let it destroy everything. Determined never to go down that dark path again, I’ve sworn off romance. Work became my priority, my safe place, the one constant in my life that wouldn’t tempt me.

Until I took on a project I normally wouldn’t, and it introduced me to someone I never would have talked to before. No matter how hard I try, my professionalism slips away the more we work together, and I know it’s a disaster in the making.

Bad things happen when I open my guarded heart. But when I look at her, bad things are all I want to do.

**BAD THINGS is a spinoff from the popular LOVE IS MESSY series, and can be read as a complete standalone novel. Release day TBA

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About the Author
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Emily Goodwin is the New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author of over a dozen of romantic titles. Emily writes the kind of books she likes to read, and is a sucker for a swoon-worthy bad boy and happily ever afters.

She lives in the midwest with her husband and two daughters. When she’s not writing, you can find her riding her horses, hiking, reading, or drinking wine with friends.


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Palmer by M. Sembera RELEASE DAY BLITZ!

Palmer by M. Sembera
Release Date: April 6, 2017


I've known her my whole life. Okay, not really, I was three when she was born but who remembers being that young? Joie's like my little sister, at least, that's how I've treated her. She needed someone to look out for her. Her family's a mess. It doesn't seem to bother her but it bothers me. Just like when her first boyfriend broke up with her because she wouldn't put out. Joie didn't care but I did. That punk still runs the other way when he sees me. Most of my high school career was spent keeping her away from knuckleheads who only wanted to have fun with her, boys that thought she was hot because she was good on drums, and pretty much any guy that looked her way. She was too good for them, still is. She's too good for me; I know this. Here's the thing though, I want her. I can't stop thinking about her. And what makes it worse is I know she wants me. It would be easy. I don't exactly have a history of being the good boyfriend or any kind of boyfriend. I'm not into that. Easy come, easy go. But this is Joie and that makes things complicated. I don't do complicated. Easy is my thing, always has been. There's only so much a man can take though. Each day, I can feel my self-control slipping. One more accidental touch and I'm gonna break. One more goofy smile and I won't be able to hold back any more. One more drum beat and I'm done.

I  could never resist picking her up, even before I wanted to get down with her. I’m not sure what is was about it that I liked so much, maybe because it was the only thing she ever let me do for her. And I liked the way her arms hung around my neck when I carried her, that always gave me a good feeling too.
I grabbed her purse and swung it over my shoulder. Scooping her up in my arms, I carried her through the shop. When we made it out of the door, I moved one of my arms from around her and reached into my pocket to grab the keys. She shifted in my arms slightly but it was enough to make me lose my center of gravity as I locked the door.
 Bumping us both into the glass door, I teased, “Must be all them damn cookies.”
 “Gah, you’re an asshole,” she fussed and began squirming in my arms.
 “What? You ate like forty of ‘em.”
I set her on her feet by the passenger door when we reached my car.
 She immediately snapped at me, “Are you calling me fat?”
Ah, hell…
 “No, ma’am, just giving you a hard time.”
 “Do you think I’m too heavy?”
 “Not even a little bit,” I swore, now wondering why I always had to open my smartass mouth.
 “What if I was?”
I get that she was maybe a smidge sensitive since she had put on a little weight since the summer. Like I or any man in his right mind gave a damn about that. Sexy ain’t a size. Beauty is beauty, ya know.
 “Okay crazy, can Joie come back out to play?”
 Stomping her foot, she insisted, “Answer me.”
 Pretending to take the matter seriously, I asked, “How big are we talkin’ here?”
 “Five hundred.”
 “Pounds?”
With a curt nod, she crossed her arms against her chest.
 “I’d start workin’ out so I could still carry you.”