Thursday, May 24, 2018

Blog Tour: Worth the Risk by K. Bromberg



This whole contest was supposed to be easy. I know, I know. Famous last words.

It’s a long story, but I messed up at work. Big time. To earn back the trust of my boss, I promised to save one of our magazines. Yep. That Hot Dad contest you’ve seen advertised all over the place was my idea. And if I’m successful, if I’m able to increase our online readership, then I get a shot at my dream job.

But the one thing I never expected to happen, happened: Contestant number ten, Grayson Malone. Hello, Mr. Difficult. And did I mention sexy as hell?

Unfortunately he knows me. The old me, anyway. And while we might be older now, I remind him of before. Of the woman who broke his heart, who hardened him, and who left him alone to raise the cutest little boy I’ve ever seen.

But I don’t want a relationship. And I definitely don’t fall for single dads with baggage. Even ones with chiseled abs and killer smiles.

But he got to me. They got to me. Him and his son and their messy, crazy life. But I got to him too. I see the stolen glances. I feel the walls he built start to crumble. I recognize that there’s an unexpected beauty to the chaos in his life.

And now that the contest is about to end, we’re left to decide whether the last six months were just fun or if what we have is worth risking it all?

4.5 Stars
Review by Jen Skewes

KBROMBERG_worth_riskebookWorth the Risk is Grayson Malone's story which I could not wait for.  It is the third in the series but can be read as a standalone.  But because the Malone men are so irresistible I definitely recommend reading the first two.  Ms. Bromberg did not not disappoint.   She knew how to toy with my emotions, pull at my heart strings and make me feel everything.  

Sidney may have grown up in a small town but she was too big for that town.  She was one of those girls who had money, treated others as if they were beneath her and plans of leaving right after graduation.  And she did.  She’s been working for her father at one of his magazines and hopes that one day to secure her dream job.  But she has managed to screw up for the very last time.  He has a new assignment for her.  He’s sending her back home to help revive one of his his magazines.  The catch?  The magazine that needs help is a family magazine aimed towards moms, families and kids.  Something she knows nothing about and has no interest in. But this could lead to her dream job and she wants to make daddy proud. 

Grayson Malone is a single father who seems bitter at the world or maybe just towards woman.  When Sidney Thorton appears on his door step he wants nothing to do with her or her stupid magazine contest. She wasn’t the nicest person to him in high school.  But Sidney is not giving up.  She will get Grayson on board with, save the magazine and go back to her normal life.  Yeah but it may not be that simple.  Grayson Malone is a challenge and one that she can’t stop thinking about.  The attraction is there on both sides.  But for Grayson she reminds him so much of his past that he can't seem to move on from.  But there’s no denying that he feels something towards her, even if he hates to admit it.  He has walls up and trust is a major issue for him.  But maybe People change.  Maybe she changed, because he sure has.  Grayson needs to decide if being with Sidney is worth the risk!!   

This book had my emotions all over the place.  I absolutely loved Grayson and my heart broke for him and his son. But at the same time he could frustrate me like no other, to the point I wanted to slap some sense into him. He wasn’t always nice but his emotions were also all over and understandably so.  I felt for him and all he has gone through.  The pain he endured nine years ago. But that pain has caused him to be a bitter man, making it so hard to let go and let others in.  But beneath that is a single father who loves his son.  Luke is his world and he would do anything to protect him.  He is kind and sweet and loves helping others.  And not to mention how very sexy he is and his ability to talk dirty.  My Goodness!!!  He is the complete package.  

Sidney is one of those heroines who I was so certain I would not like or connect to in the beginning. But I couldn’t have been more wrong. I loved her and her determination.  I loved watching her transform from that rich daddy’s girl to someone who cared about more than just herself.  She was so much more to her that I think even she may not have seen it at first.  But coming back home, meeting Grayson and his son changed something in her and I loved it and I loved her!  

Worth the Risk was fantastic.  It was emotional, sexy and also fun.  The banter  between Grayson and his brothers had me smiling. But I also loved the other side of their relationship.  The one where they were there for each other and Grayson leaned on them for advice, even if at times it was unsolicited.  Ms. Bromberg once again proved why she is an amazing writer who can make you feel everything.  Because I did. I felt their pain, their heartache, their anger and frustration.  But I also felt the love and the chemistry between them.  I was so wrapped up in their world that I never wanted it to end.  I devoured this book from the moment I started reading.  Another amazing job.  


But by the time I reach her, my blood boils with irrationality spurred on by too much alcohol.“Can I have a moment?” I ask as I walk up to her and grab her elbow, pushing her down the darkened hallway.

“What is your problem?” She hisses as she fights me every step of the way.

We get looks. I get looks. I don’t care because all I keep seeing is Vince’s hands on her arm. His eyes on her tits. His bullshit game I can spot a mile away.

I find the closest door down the hallway leading to the bathrooms, and it opens. I push her through it, barely noticing that it’s an office of sorts before the door is shut, her back is up against it, and my mouth is covering hers.


Goddammit. That’s my only thought as I fit my lips to hers and take out my anger on her mouth with tongue and teeth and every fucking lick and nip in between.


“I’m so pissed at you.”

It’s all I say. It’s the only chance I give her to come up for air before my lips are back on hers. Before my tongue wars with hers. Before my body admits it would beg, borrow, and steal in order to taste every other part of her.


I swallow the tiny sound she makes in our kiss as my hands hold her neck still and my lips wage an all-out assault. She hesitates—just a split second—before she reacts. Before her body bows into me, and her mouth argues back.


Her hand in my shirt. Her other hand at the back of my neck as our bodies meet—pressed knee to chest. Her perfume in my nose. Her hair tickling my cheeks. The feel of her tits against my chest.


I can’t get enough.

I’m mad at her.

I want her.

I don’t want to want her.

Christ, do I want her.

“Gray.” A murmured protest.

I tear my lips from hers, shove off the door I have her pressed against, and stride to the other side of the room.

“You are . . . you just . . .” It’s as if I can barely breathe. Christ, I’m mad at you.”

She stands there, lips parted, chest heaving, and golden brown curls messed from my hands, but her eyes look hurt. A hurt I don’t want to see but can’t deny.


“You did this,” I accuse as I try to manage the anger that’s waging a war against my desire.

“Did what?” Her eyes narrow. Her hand goes to press against her chest.

“Made me want you.”

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Grayson: I’ve been thinking about you all day.

I look down at the text and smile before turning my attention back to Rissa and our plans for how we’re going to end this round of voting and move on to the top five.

“So, I think we close it out and then maybe take the next week and announce one of the finalists each day. Give little tidbits about each of them, make readers like them more, just have fun with it.”

My phone beeps again with another text, and I bite back the new grin trying to form on my lips. Rissa only huffs, eyeing my phone with annoyance. “Sorry, let me turn my ringer off.”

And then I have to feign nonchalance when I look down at my phone and find another text.

Grayson: My dick is rock hard, and it’s you I’m imagining. It’s in my hand when I’d rather it be in your mouth with my fingers in your pussy, working you into a frenzy.

“Is everything okay?” Rissa asks, making me realize I must have made a noise when I read the text. “You look startled.”

I glance back at the text again and shake my head while every part of my body comes to life. “Yeah, it’s, uh, fine.”

“Your ringer.” Her brows are lifted as she glances to my phone and then back to me.

My finger?” I squeak, thinking she saw the phone screen.

“Ringer. Sound on your phone.”

“Oh, yes . . . sorry.” Flustered, I fumble with my cell, and before I can even switch it off, another text alert pings.

Grayson: I want to bend you over and watch as my cock slides in and out of you.

“So back to next week . . .”

“Yes,” I swallow over the desire lodged in every place it should be and try not to glance at my phone as it vibrates again.

“Are you good with that plan?” Rissa asks as I shift in my seat to abate the sudden ache burning brighter than bright.

“Yes. Sure. I think that sounds like a great plan.”

Grayson: I want my cock buried so deep that you feel every damn inch of me.

“Are you sure you’re okay?”

“Yeah, why?” My voice breaks like a prepubescent teenager.

Grayson: I want you to come so hard you have to bite the pillow.

“You look a little flushed. Are you coming down with something?”

Grayson: You always have a choice. Isn’t that what you said to me once? Make a choice, Sidney. Isn’t it time to head to lunch?

“I mean, yeah, maybe.” I pull at my collar some. “Maybe that’s why I feel so flushed all of a sudden.”

Grayson: Meet me on the backside of The Cottages. Room Six. Fifteen minutes.

“Either that,” she says as she stands and heads to the door, only turning back to give me a wink, “or you’re guilty as hell. Maybe you should go take care of that itch texting you . . . or take some Tylenol. Whichever one it is, I think you should take the afternoon off.”

Grayson: Choose me.

“Oh.” It’s the only thing I can think to say because my brain is otherwise occupied imagining Grayson following through on his promises.

“And, Sid?”


“I sure hope he’s every bit worth breaking the rules.” She winks. “It’s about damn time. Your secret is safe with me.”

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K. Bromberg Author PhotoNew York Times Bestselling author K. Bromberg writes contemporary novels that contain a mixture of sweet, emotional, a whole lot of sexy, and a little bit of real. She likes to write strong heroines, and damaged heroes who we love to hate and hate to love.
A mom of three, she plots her novels in between school runs and soccer practices, more often than not with her laptop in tow.
Since publishing her first book in 2013, Kristy has sold over one million copies of her books across sixteen different countries and has landed on the New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal Bestsellers lists over twenty-five times. Her Driven trilogy (Driven, Fueled, and Crashed) is currently being adapted for film by Passionflix with the first movie slated to release in the summer of 2018.
She is currently working on her Everyday Heroes trilogy. This series consists of three complete standalone novels—Cuffed, Combust, and Cockpit (late spring 2018)—and is about three brothers who are emergency responders, the jobs that call to them, and the women who challenge them.
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Wednesday, May 23, 2018

Blog Tour: Piece of Work by Staci Hart


Marble isn’t the only thing that’s hard at this museum.
His body is as chiseled as Adonis. His lips are as sculpted as David. And his ego is the size of the Guggenheim.
You know the type—wolfish smile and the gravity of a black hole. The kind of man who sucks all the air from the room the second he enters it. My cocky boss thinks this internship was wasted on me, and he doesn’t hesitate to let me know.
But he’s wrong, and I’m going to prove it to him. If I can stay away from his devil lips, that is. Lips that cut me down and kiss me in the same breath, leaving me certain he’s on a mission to ruin my life.
And maybe my heart.

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Review by Lisa Kane

Hyo-rin Van De Meer is beginning her internship at The Met. Her first day is a disaster. Those who work in the art department are sleek and sophisticated and well groomed. Rin prefers the worn out jeans and beat up canvas sneaker look. 

It was a look I’d seen a thousand times, one as cold as it was scathing, one that told me she was not only unimpressed, but disappointed. 

Rin is to work under Dr. Court Lyons, the curator of the department. He is gorgeous, pretentious and aloof. Since we can read his POV we find out although he thinks Rin is attractive, he’s written her off as someone not being able to survive in the museaum climate.She is too shy, too scared to stand up for herself. Hmmm, all that from an introduction. 

Rin hates attention of any kind. At 6 feet, she feels like an uncoordinated giraffe. She fails to see the elegance that is just under the surface. But her roommates see the potential and do an Eliza Doolittle transformation on her.  

I didn't think I wanted to hide anymore. 

I wanted to be seen.  

The change in Rin’s appearance changes how she sees herself and her new found confidence changes the way other people (namely Court) see her. Research has always been Rin’s strong point-there’s little human interaction. So researching for Court and his upcoming ground breaking project is just where she excels. This is not lost on Court.

I’d never subscribed to the belief that clothes made the man, but I’d be damned if the clothes hadn’t turned Rin into a version of herself I wouldn’t have believed it I hadn’t seen it for myself. 

Just being around Rin is all it seems to take for Court to want her. It’s a struggle not to cross the professional boundaries and Court’s temptations are getting the best of him. 

There wasn’t a universe that existed wherein I was allowed to be attracted to the intern. Not only for my career, but for myself.

Rin doesn’t think someone like Court would have any interest in her. There is lots of intrigue going on at The Met. Court’s father is the President and he seems to have some kind of agenda when it comes to Rin. Court is antagonistic with him, and he keeps referring (in his POV thoughts) to not making the same mistake twice. He blows hot and cold with Rin. Quite the mystery at the museum. 

“Why did you start dressing like this, Rin? Because if you think seducing me will get you anywhere, you’re wrong.”

Piece of Work has some shining moments of dialogue and those moments kept me interested enough to finish the story. It did seem to get dragged down with all the inner dialogue and Rin’s insecurities. Court is a very complicated character who vacillates between an overbearing alpha and a groveling contrite love interest. But I have to admit, that by the end of the story, these characters had grown on me.
I wanted to soothe his pain, reassure him, show him that it didn’t matter to me. To be that safe place for him. To protect him, even when he wouldn’t do the same for me.

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He smirked and flipped up his sunglasses.


“You’re early,” I clipped.

“I would have had my assistant text you, but she’s currently bedridden.”

You could have texted me.”

“I didn’t have your number,” he said simply.


His eyes shifted to look behind me, and I turned to find my friends standing me in a row with my suitcase in front of them, my messenger bag on top, and fake smiles on all their faces, lips together, their judgment about as quiet as a foghorn.

“These your roommates?”

“Yup,” was all I said as I turned and took my suitcase, hugging each of them down the line with promises to text when we landed. And then I turned to Court, rolling my suitcase in front of me like like a riot shield.

I tried to pick it up to carry it over the threshold, but it was heavy, and before I could get far, he’d swept it out of my hands like it was a loaf of bread and not fifty pounds of mascara and shoes.

I waved at my friends, who offered encouraging smiles and hand gestures, and I closed that door, immediately regretting every decision I’d made to bring me to the moment I turned around.

He stood at the door to the backseat, holding it open for me like a gentleman, which I knew he was not. But the look on his face of regret and deference, under the hard shell of his brooding, was almost too much to bear.

So I did the only thing I could.

I ignored him.

I ignored his gorgeous lips as they tilted and the sleek cut of his jaw as I walked past him. I ignored the sight of his long legs as he climbed in next to me and the smell of him that made me want to grab him by the lapels of his jacket and bury my nose in his chest.

The driver took off, and I busied myself in my bag, looking for my headphones and book.

His eyes were on me. I pretended like I didn’t notice.

“You’re not wearing lipstick,” he stated.

Headphones, headphones, headphones. “It’s an international flight, Court. Of course I’m not wearing red lipstick for a ten hour flight.”

A pause. “Rin, I—”

Aha! I popped in my earbuds the second they were in hand.

His lips flattened, his face unamused. Rin, his lips said, but I smiled and shrugged, pointing to my ears.

“Noise canceling,” I said way too loud.

His chest rose and fell with a sigh I couldn’t hear—I’d already turned on music, a playlist we’d built the night before geared toward resisting douchery and unwanted-slash-totally-wanted advances—and he reached into his own bag, a leather affair at his feet, his hand disappearing into the bag and reappearing with a book, which he handed to me.

He watched me with his expression shrouded as I paused, my eyes on the offered book. An image of Penitent Magdalene by Tintoretto filled the cover, and I met his eyes, pulling my earbuds out by the cord.

“I thought you could use this. For your proposal,” he said, giving nothing away. “I…A colleague of mine wrote it, so if you have any questions, I can connect you. If you want.”

I took it from his hand, surprised and disarmed. “Thank you,” was all I said. He opened his mouth as if to speak again, but closed it, and with a nod, he reached back into his bag for his own book. Margaret Atwood’s Oryx and Crake.

I put my earbuds back in place, trying not to bite my lip, but it found its way between my teeth despite the effort at the sight of him sitting there, dressed like that, reading Margaret Atwood. After giving me a thoughtful gift, a book he knew I would want, one I would need for my dissertation.

Court Lyons made about as much sense to me as a scrambled up Rubik’s Cube.

I leaned against the door as I flipped through his gift, doing my best to sort through the rush of questions and confusion as Karen O of the Yeah Yeah Yeah’s sang about being cheated by the opposite of love. And I found I knew exactly the feeling.

StaciHart.jpgAbout the Author
Staci has been a lot of things up to this point in her life -- a graphic designer, an entrepreneur, a seamstress, a clothing and handbag designer, a waitress. Can't forget that. She's also been a mom, with three little girls who are sure to grow up to break a number of hearts. She's been a wife, though she's certainly not the cleanest, or the best cook. She's also super, duper fun at a party, especially if she's been drinking whiskey.

From roots in Houston to a seven year stint in Southern California, Staci and her family ended up settling somewhere in between and equally north, in Denver. They are new enough that snow is still magical. When she's not writing, she's reading, sleeping, gaming, or designing graphics.

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Tuesday, May 22, 2018

Release Blitz: Crazy Hot Love by KL Grayson

Title: Crazy Hot Love

A Dirty Dicks Standalone Novel
Author: K.L. Grayson
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: May 22, 2018


Claire Daniels is good at a lot of things, but
dating isn't one of them. Although she enjoys men of all different shapes,
colors, and sizes, she has one requirement: they must have a job on her
approved-occupation list. It has to be safe, so they can come home every night,
which means no cops, pilots, doctors, ranchers, and absolutely no

She’s kept to her rules thus far—as long as
you ignore the tiny crush she has on Trevor Allen, a crush that cannot move
toward anything physical because Trevor is a firefighter and a rancher.
Not to mention, he’s four years younger than she is and the brother of her two
best friends.

Still, it sure would be nice to have him put
out her fire.

Trevor Allen also has a few rules when it
comes to Claire Daniels: no staring, flirting, smokin’ hot fantasies, or
touching of any kind. He's been lusting after Claire his whole life, but with a
steady stream of willing women and two demanding jobs to hold his attention,
he's somehow managed to keep his hands off her.

Until they end up in a bathroom together—a
small bathroom with very little room to move, leaving him pressed against
Claire’s lush curves. What's he supposed to do when she looks up at him with
those big, green doe eyes and licks her lips? The only thing he can do: kiss
the hell out of her, then convince her it can’t happen again.

Too bad he can't convince himself.

4.5 Stars
Review by Jen Skewes

I am loving this series, but more than that I LOVE those Allen boys.  I could not wait for Trevor's story and Ms. Grayson did not disappoint.  I loved his and Claire's story.  

Claire and Trevor have known each other since they were kids.  Claire is best friends with his twin brother's Rhett and Coop.  He has been in love with her for as long as he can remember.  But there are so many reasons why he stayed away.  For one she is a four years older than him and he has been warned by his brothers.  While he would never intentionally hurt Claire, his brother's would kill him if he pursued anything with her.  But those aren't the main reasons why he has stayed away.  Claire has rules about who she dates and very valid reasons for those rules.  And unfortunately for him, he does not fit into her rules.  

Trevor is not the only one who is hiding their feelings.  Claire has had her eye on Trevor for quite some time, but being the younger brother of her best friends and a firefighter, he is off limits.   But one unexpected kiss leads to all kinds of feelings.  They both feel it and they both want so much more.  But walking away may be the best thing for the both of them,  they just need to convince themselves of that.  Will they be able to walk away?  Or will they give into their feelings and risk the heart and break Claire's rules in the process?

I absolutely loved this book and Trevor Allen.  He is hot and sexy and while he may not be the "relationship" type when it comes to Claire he is all in.  He has a reputation but I also thank that when it comes to his "rep" it may not be as it seems.  He cares for Claire and never wants to see her hurt.  He would do anything for him, even if it means sacrificing his own heart.   He is sweet and kinds and completely swoon worthy, knowing just the right words to say.  He just may be my favorite Allen.

Claire was such a lovable heroine even if her rules frustrated me just a bit.  I understood them completely but I also saw how much she loved Trevor and vice versa.   So I wanted to see her push those rules aside and just go for it.  But they both had their reservations that I understood but also loved how it all resolved itself.   Claire had some emotional moments where I just felt for her.  I loved her and thought her and Trevor were just perfect together.  

I  loved the friendships, the family love and closeness, and that we still get to see the other characters, such as Mo and Rhett and the rest of the Allen family.   Crazy Hot Love is a great story that is not too angsty but does have it's emotional moments.  There is flirting, banter that I love and a sexy firefighter who is just perfect.  I cannot wait to see who is next and what Ms. Grayson has in store for us.  

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Author Bio

K.L. Grayson resides in a small town outside of St. Louis,
MO.  She is entertained daily by her
extraordinary husband, who will forever inspire every good quality she writes
in a man.  Her entire life rests in the
palms of six dirty little hands, and when the day is over and those pint-sized
cherubs have been washed and tucked into bed, you can find her typing away
furiously on her computer.  She has a
love for alpha-males, brownies, reading, tattoos, sunglasses, and happy
endings…and not particularly in that order.

Review Tour: 13 by Rhonda James

Title: 13

Author: Rhonda James

Genre: Contemporary Romance

About 13:

“Fake it till you make it.”

 A notion I once considered utterly ridiculous. Until one crazy night with a mysterious man resulted in a social media frenzy that had the entire entertainment industry talking.

 Seems a fake marriage was just what my career needed to make Hollywood come knocking.

Convincing him to continue the charade was almost too easy. The chemistry between us made it impossible to keep my hands to myself. But it was all just pretend, right? Love was never in the script.

 That is, until he re-wrote it.

 13 Reasons You Should Stay:

  1. I’m crazy about you
  2. I make you laugh
  3. You totally dig me

4.5 Stars
Review by Jen Skewes

I am no stranger to Rhonda James' writing.  I love her writing and she mages to create characters that I just fall for every time.  And 13 was no different.  I loved this book.  From the moment I started reading I could not put it down.  And Jared "Hawk" Hawkins is my new favorite book boyfriend.  OMG, he was everything, pure perfection wrapped up in a sexy rocker.  

Sophie has had a tough year.  She is an aspiring actress and one stint on a reality show has not only broken her heart but has also given the world a different side of her, one she is not too proud of.  She goes out one night, planning on just getting drunk and enjoying the night. And boy does she.  That's where she meets Hawk, the guy that will change everything.  They both have their issues at the moment and meeting each other is just want they needed. It's as if they found what they need in each other.  A few drinks and dancing leads to the two of them pretending to be married.  If just for one night.  But the next morning Sophie finds that their little stint may have helped her career in a positive way.  She has a proposition for Hawk, which he gladly accepts.  

Sophie and Hawk are instantly attracted to each other and the chemistry between them is palpable.  They know that this little charade will have to end at some point.  And when it does will it leave someone behind with a broken heart? will just have to read to find out what happens.

I don't think I could love a character as much as I love Hawk.  He is a rock star who has had his fair share of woman, but he has a heart of gold.  A southern charmer who is sweet, kind, fun, witty and the kind of guy who can woo you like no other.  He has a bit of an alpha side that made him even sexier.  I loved everything about him.  Sophie was his perfect match with her sassiness and feisty side.  Together they were perfect.  

I loved the banter and flirting between them but it was also those special tender moments that just melted my heart.  Rhonda James once again captured me from the very beginning. Once I started this book I could not put it down.  I devoured this book from beginning to end.  A sexy rock star who will make you swoon, a feisty actress who you will just fall in love with, throw in some witty banter, an ex-dhouxebag, and just the right amount of drama and angst and you have a fantastic read.  Another amazing job by Ms. James.  I hope we get to see more of these characters in the future.  

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The first thing I noticed were his eyes. Bottle green with the tiniest flecks of copper scattered throughout, and when the light hit them just right, those flecks sparkled in the most intriguing way. His shaggy caramel-blond hair stuck up in all directions, as if he’d been running his fingers through it all day, and the longer I stared, the more I found myself wanting to do the same thing. Tattoos circled both of his wrists, and his ears were pierced and adorned in black onyx. He had a smile that could simultaneously melt your heart and panties. Everything about him screamed male model, and if he wasn’t, then he sure as hell should be. He was that gorgeous. The bar was packed, and he was seated close. So close his muscular thigh pressed tightly against mine, making it impossible to ignore his presence. Not that I wanted to or anything.

By the time I finished examining him, I looked up and found his pouty lips were puckered as if he was deep in thought. Either that or he was thinking about kissing me. Yeah, I knew we hadn’t been formally introduced, but I’d definitely consider kissing those lips. His gaze was intense, and it roamed my entire body, slowly, as if he were cataloging every detail for later when he was alone and naked in the shower. The thought of him naked, alone or otherwise, excited me.

“No one special.” I fidgeted in my seat. “Old boyfriend.”

“If you ask me, he’s a dumbass for letting you get away. You’re much prettier than candy.”

Another blush heated my cheeks as I shook my head and responded, if only to keep him talking, “Ahh, but you haven’t seen this particular piece of candy.”

“Don’t need to. He gave you up. In my book, that’s reason enough to achieve asshole status.” He winked and tipped his glass to mine. “But, thanks to his assholery, you’re here with me. So… to assholes.”

Okay. He was definitely flirting.

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Monday, May 21, 2018

Blog Tour: Fat Cat Liar by Ahren Sanders

Release Date: May 21st
Genre: Contemporary Romance

The night I met Greer Palmer was no coincidence.
The plan was perfect.
Everything was in place. All I had to do was get her attention and the rest would take its course.
What I didn’t plan was my reaction the first time she spoke.
“Are you okay?”
Three little words…
That’s all it took for her to steal my breath and shatter every thing I’d expected.
She was supposed to be a spoiled socialite, a pampered princess, an elite heiress— anything other than the striking beauty that blew my misconceptions to pieces.
One kiss and I became obsessed.
One night and I became addicted.
One month and she became my world.
Suddenly, my plan wasn’t so perfect.
To her, I am sunset kisses, whispers of seduction, and promises of forever.
It’s all a lie…
I’m Lawson Hall.
My name and reputation speaks for itself as one of the most successful architects in the industry. Conceited, arrogant, egotistical, ruthless— I’ve earned it all.
In reality, I’ve bided my time, done my job, and waited my turn.
Now is my chance.
Greer thinks we met by accident, but she’s wrong.
Once the lies are exposed, will the truth be enough?

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Lawson Hall screwed up. Big time. He invested millions from Morris Construction and Development into Ringer Corporation. When they filed for bankruptcy mid project they were left with millions of dollars in construction costs. Now the board and his family are calling him on the table and questioning his ability to lead the company. He’s earned his position working his way up, centering his whole life on his career. Now it’s all at risk. When his father lets him know this is his last chance-land the proposal with Palmer Enterprises or else.

Greer Palmer could be living a much different life if she chose. Daughter of one of the most respected and wealthy men in America, she opted for a different path. Her father would have liked her to follow his profession but instead she chooses to own a business giving dignity and self- respect back to those who have lost it. 

Lawson does his homework and it seems the head of Palmer Enterprises has a daughter. Lawson will do anything he has to do to land this contract. 

My heart races. It’s going to take a lot more than skill and brains to win this proposal. I’m going to have to play dirty. 

Greer Palmer is the key…

Lawson arranges to be neighbors with Greer, making sure he is up front and center in her daily life. A friendship is formed, and Greer finds herself intrigued by Lawson. Of course, he has his own agenda and keeps way too many secrets. Greer feels guilty because she hasn’t been completely honest with Lawson. 

“Once again, your evasiveness leads me to believe you’re hiding something.” 

Really Lawson…hello pot. 

Both are in over their heads. Lawson sets this whole deception up, he’s in too deep. How can he tell Greer the truth without losing her? Greer feels obligated to helping her father with his latest project, but doesn’t share details with Lawson. This isn’t gonna end well!

“It’s not over between us. It can’t be because I can’t survive without you in my life. A man like me falls in love, it’s forever. And you are my forever.”

I love when a man grovels. When a man has blown up his life to bits and has taken everyone else down with him, I love to see how low a man can go before he can start to build up his life again. 

Greer Palmer just stole the last piece of my soul. Eternity takes on a whole new meaning. 

I’ve never read a book from Ahren Sanders that didn’t decimate my heart. Every. Single. Time. Fat Cat Liar is no exception. 

“Tell me you’re mine.”

“I think you already know that.”

“I need to hear it.”

“Lawson, I’m yours.”

“Don’t.” I pull her closer, brushing my lips against hers. “You want to know something, ask.”
She nods and resumes scraping lightly on my cheeks.
“Here’s another tidbit of information. I’m in no rush to introduce you to my brother. He’s a lady’s man, and he’ll have no problem trying to snatch you from right under my nose. I’m not an idiot and know a good thing when I find it.”
She giggles, the sound breaking any tension from earlier.
“You’re ridiculous.”
“I’m smart.”
“If you had a rough day, we don’t have to go out.”
“I’m tempted to keep you here like this, especially looking like you do. But I thought you wanted to meet your friends for drinks.”
“What’s wrong with the way I look?”
I make a point to sweep my eyes slowly over her face, neck, shoulders, and chest, stopping when I hit her low-cut neckline. “Your tits are about to burst out of your top.”
“They are not!” She swats me playfully.
I cock an eyebrow at her. “Pretty sure every man that sees you tonight is going to think the same thing. Do me a favor and don’t make any sudden movements.”
“Now, you’re being silly. This top doesn’t show that much cleavage.”
To make a point, I lean in and skim my lips along the edge on the fabric, stopping at the lowest point and darting my tongue out to touch her skin. She inhales sharply.
“Now, do you see my point?"

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Ahren spent her formative years living in an active volcano. There her family made collectible lava art. She studied rock collecting at the Sorbonne in France. There she met the love of her life-her pet pig Sybil. She returned to the states and started writing. She is happily married to a guy who used to live under a bridge and she met while pole-dancing.
Now, meet the real me. I grew up in the south and consider myself a true “Southerner”. Most of the special locations mentioned in my books are reflections of my favorite places. Living on the Florida coast, my family spends a lot time at the beach, which is where I usually can be found with a book in my hand.
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Release Blitz: The Surviving Trace by Calia Read

Happy Release Day to Calia Read and her new time travel/romance—THE SURVIVING TRACE! This is one you don't want to miss!!

Will is my fiancé. The shy man I met years ago in college. The person I’m supposed to spend the rest of my life with.
This is the life I’ve always wanted until finding a picture of four men changes everything…
Etienne says he’s my husband and the year is 1912. He can’t stand the sight of me, but I don’t know why.
Oh, and he’s one of the men from the picture.
I’ve done the impossible and have become trapped in time and I know Etienne is my key to going home.
The more time I spend with Etienne, the further I fall for him, until I’m questioning which time I belong in and if the life I left behind is the one I truly desire.
All I know for certain is I need to survive time.
I need to survive love.
And I need to make it out on the other side alive.


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Right then, someone places a hand on my arm. I turn and see Nat. Her eyes are wide with panic. “Étienne is here.” I stare at her blankly, and she frowns. “Did you hear me? I said Étienne’s here. He’s livid.”

Judging by Nat’s frantic expression and tone of voice, I know this Étienne is someone important. But I don’t know who the hell he is or why I should be the slightest bit nervous.

I’m getting ready to say that when she plants her hands on my shoulders. It’s impossible to tell if the gesture is more for her benefit or mine. “You’re in no shape to see him. I’ll distract him. That should afford you some time to hurry to your room.”

Before I can reply or ask who in the hell this Étienne is, the whispers start. Word spreads like wildfire until conversations practically cease.

“Go,” Nat pleads.

No sooner has the word escaped her mouth before the doors at the far end of the room slam open. People stop what they’re doing. Even the musicians appear unsure and stare at each other in confusion.

Nat and Livingston move in front of me like a pair of bodyguards. I stand on my tiptoes and try to peer between their shoulders, but all I can make out is a stark white shirt. I’m confident it’s the Étienne man Nat was talking about.

In the hushed silence, I can distinctly hear his powerful steps. People inch toward the walls or the double doors.

“What are you still doin’ here? Go!” Nat whispers to me.

Why would I go? It’s just getting interesting. A thrill courses down my spine and spreads throughout my body. Minutes ago, I wanted to leave, but the dramatic reaction elicited from everyone and the giant question mark stamped over this mysterious Étienne makes me stay put.

Plus, this is a dream. Right now, I’m merely a cat with nine lives. If danger comes my way, I’ll survive. By the ninth, I’ll wake up.

For now, I’m safe.

The closer he gets, the louder his footsteps become. My heart pounds in sync with his footsteps. When he stops walking, Nat and Livingston’s shoulders are practically fused together. All I can see is the man crossing his tan arms.

There’s a beat of silence before Nat speaks. “Étienne. This is a pleasant surprise. I didn’t know you’d be here.”

“I live here. This is my home.” His voice is laced with the same slow, Southern drawl as everyone else I’ve heard speak tonight. But I think it’s the deep timbre that makes my pulse jump. Yes, that has to be it. “Who’s behind you?”

“No one,” Livingston and Nat say in unison.

“Are you sure? Because I swear I see the top of Serene’s head behind your shoulder.”

He knows my name. How does he know my name? Once again, I remind myself that anything goes in dreams. But something about this isn’t sitting well in my gut.

Livingston and Nat turn at the same time. They wear expressions of pure shock, as if they had no idea I’d been standing behind them.

“Oh, it’s Serene.” Livingston shares a well-practiced look of confusion with Nathalie. “I didn’t know she was there. Did you, Nat?”

“I did not.”

Damn, these two are good. If this were real life, we’d be fast friends. From how they play off of each other’s body language and words, I know they’re siblings; my brothers and I covered for each other the same way.

I can’t see the man’s expression, but I’m willing to bet he’s not buying anything they’re saying.

“Step aside. I need to talk to her.”

No one makes a sound. My legs shake.

When Livingston and Nat don’t budge, he says, “Move. Now.”

Nat’s shoulders slightly sag in defeat. I’m half-tempted to tell her not to give in to his demands, but my tongue becomes three sizes too big for my mouth.

As she steps to the right, she gives me a quick once-over and whispers, “I tried to warn you.”

They move away, and it feels as if I’ve been thrown to the wolves. Now I’m facing the leader of the pack. The first thing that comes to my mind once I see him is, Shit. I should’ve listened to Nathalie.

Because this isn’t the good ol’ boy every mother wants their daughter to end up with. No. This is the man every mom has warned their daughters about. You run, not walk when you encounter someone like him.

I stand there as though I’m nailed to the floor and watch as the man gazes around the room. He sighs as if everyone is wasting his precious time.

Then he turns his eyes to me, and when he does, the realization hits me like a bolt of lightning.

It’s my mystery man.

The man from my dream.

The man from the picture.

Standing inches away from me.

Calia Read lives in Texas with her husband and their five kids.


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